On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

"Why do you have to leave after only two days?" Although Lin Lu said last night that he was leaving today, Su Xin was still very reluctant to leave. She couldn't go back to China. Lin Lu was usually busy, so I can come here for a few days during the winter and summer vacations, so I can't see each other a few times a year.

This time it was even worse, and after all the calculations, I stayed for less than four days.

But the itinerary has been arranged, and Su Xin can only hurry up and explain a few words, "No matter how busy you are at work, you should pay attention to your health, eat and sleep on time, remember?"

"Remember, mom, don't worry, I will take care of myself." Lin Lu responded with a smile.

"That's good." Su Xin said a few more words to remind him to pay attention to safety on the road, then she pulled Shanyi to the side, leaving space for the young couple.

Lin Lu looked at Shan Cen who hadn't said anything since the morning, and reached out to rub his hair, "I'm leaving, remember to turn up the air conditioner at night."

"Yeah." Shan Cen's face was still the same as usual, cold and expressionless, but there was a little softness in his voice, "Send me a message when we arrive."

Lin Lu deliberately teased: "Can you only send messages? Can't you make calls?"

Shan Cen didn't expect him to say that, he was a little stunned for a while, and after a few seconds, he pursed his lips and said: "...you can hit."

"Okay," Lin Lu smiled, "Then I'll call you when I get there." He stretched out his hand and hugged him directly.

The temperature was a little low this morning. Shan Cen was wearing a thin hoodie, which was probably bought by Su Xin. The clothes felt fluffy to the touch, which gave a rare warmth to the always cold person. The room is full of familiar smells, as if being bewitched, and after being hugged, you can't bear to let go.

At the beginning, Shan Cen was still calm and composed, but Lin Lu didn't let go of himself for a long time, and thought of Su Xin and Shan Yi watching beside him, Shan Cen suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he pushed the person holding him, "Okay, you should go."

Lin Lu rubbed against his neck, as if Shan Xiaobai was coquettishly asking for cat food, "Hold for another five seconds."

Shan Cen had no choice but to compromise, "Okay." Then he began to count silently in his heart.

However, until he counted to twenty, the other party didn't intend to let go of his hand. He could only remind him, "It's time, 22 seconds."

"..."

Lin Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you really counting the time?" After speaking, he let go of his hand, and looked at him with slightly lowered eyes, with a smile hidden in the light amber eyes.

Shan Cen looked at him calmly, but he didn't speak, but his expression said it all.

"Okay." Lin Lu stopped himself before reaching out to hug someone again, "Then I'm leaving, tell me in advance when I go back, I'll pick you up at the airport."

Shan Cen: "Yes."

"Good boy." Lin Lu stroked his hair and turned around.

Suddenly, the corner of the clothes was tugged lightly.

Lin Lu looked down.

That slender white hand seemed to be scalded, and he let go of his fingers quickly, as if the moment of being grabbed just now was just his illusion.

Lin Lu's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and for a moment, he wanted to stay with him directly.He hugged him again, his voice was surprisingly hoarse, "Hey, if you haven't gone back after the work is done, I'll come and accompany you."

Shan Cen's uneasy heart because of his subconscious behavior finally settled down, he clenched his fingertips, and finally raised his hand to wrap his arms around the person in front of him.

Probably because of regular exercise, the waist is thin and firm, and the hands are warm, as if there is a steady stream of heat soaking into the bottom of my heart, spreading all the way to the whole body, until even the hair is full of warmth.

"No need," he said.

"It's too troublesome to go back and forth."

Lin Lu didn't refute, turned around and said goodbye to Su Xin, opened the car door and got in.

The sound of the car starting, Shan Cen took a step back.

Just the next moment, the closed car door suddenly opened again, Lin Lu got out of the car with long legs, and walked up to him in a few steps.

Shan Cen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head slightly and asked, "Did you forget something?"

Lin Lu: "Yes."

"Forgot what... um!"

Shan Cen's eyes widened suddenly, and the rest of his words were swallowed into the sudden kiss.

Thinking of his parents still beside him, Shan Cen subconsciously tried to push him away, but he was held even tighter. The hand covering the back of his head was dry and strong, making him unable to move, so he could only bear it.

"Open your mouth, baby!"

Lin Lu's voice was irresistibly bewitching, or in other words, Shan Cen didn't want to resist at all.

He opened his mouth obediently, and the soft tip of his tongue drove straight in.

……

After the suffocating desire disappeared, it was already more than ten minutes later.

Shan Cen's dizzy head due to lack of oxygen finally came back to his senses. He subconsciously looked to the side, and the place where people should be standing was now empty.

On second thought, if I don't leave, why don't I watch my son's kissing scene here?

The already flushed pink cheeks turned a little redder, pink and tender, like dyed, shelled eggs that could be broken by blowing.

Lin Lu bowed his head and kissed, "Don't worry, I haven't been watching for long."

In fact, he didn't look at it at all. When he got out of the car and walked in front of Shan Cen, Su Xin and Shan Yi turned around and went back to the house very predictably. Even the driver and bodyguard silently lowered their heads and swiped their phones, as if they didn't exist.

It's just that the words 'I haven't seen it for long' still brought shame to Shan Cen, he glared at Lin Lu, and said in a cold tone as if he wasn't the one who pulled the corner of his clothes, "You should go."

It was supposed to be amazing, but because of the communication just now, there was a layer of water vapor in the eyes, foggy, and a pair of thin lips were moist red, so that the aura that should have been shocking was a little more cute.

Makes people want to rua!

Lin Lu felt that he shouldn't get out of the car, but he didn't regret it at the moment.

He hugged him, turned and left.

This time, the car that had stayed for a long time made its way out of the small manor, and finally disappeared at the end of the road.

Shan Cen did not go back to the house, but sat on the recliner in front of the door, quietly watching the sun rise slowly and cast a layer of golden light on the dewy grass.

The grass has just been mowed, and when the wind blows, you can still smell the grass, which has a fresh feeling of washing and turbidity.

Shan Cen closed his eyes, as if he could still hear two cheerful laughter running on the grass.

He couldn't remember clearly, this was the first time he had indulged and laughed heartily in many years, so when Lin Lu tentatively stretched out his hand, he was like a drowning person floating in the sea for a long time, and he grabbed the hand without hesitation. A life-saving straw.

There is no time to care whether the life-saving straw is covered with thorns or whether it will stab people all over again.

Lin Lu's attraction to him is too fatal, like a little sun that continuously radiates warmth, making people approach him unconsciously.

Shan Cen didn't know what would happen when Lin Lu recovered his memory, he only knew that at this moment, he just wanted to enjoy the warmth regardless.

Because the door was sticky when they parted, for a while, Su Xin and Shan Yi looked at Shan Cen with a bit of teasing, and there was more teasing in their words.

Shan Yi: "I heard that the Dear restaurant in the town has a discount tonight, and there will be new dishes, and half price for couples."

"Really?" Su Xin smiled when she heard the words, as if she couldn't wait to ask, "Then should we make a reservation in advance?"

"It's possible, but we can't go." Shan Yi said.

Su Xin: "Why?"

Shan Yi raised his hand and pointed, "Because we are three people."

Su Xin suddenly realized, "Oh—"

"Then let's book a parent-child restaurant?"

Shan Cen: "..."

He put down the book in his hand, looked at his parents who pretended to be chatting with no one else, and said helplessly, "You guys go, I'll make dinner myself."

Su Xin gave the command in the slightest, "Hurry up and make a reservation. Since Dear Restaurant won the championship at the Hundred Flowers Festival, it is very popular now."

"Okay, I'll speak to Mrs. Green."

"..."

In the afternoon, Shan Cen took a nap, and when he got up, he turned on the computer and wrote the plan for the art exhibition.

The art exhibition held at University A in Mingxia has been postponed for a while due to some unexpected situations. Now that things are on the right track, the art exhibition is also on the schedule.

In the past, as a visitor, he only enjoyed the results of the final exhibition. Now that he participates in it, he realizes that it is not easy to hold a successful exhibition. Works, exhibition halls, and other aspects need to be considered.

The first thing to be solved now is the theme of the exhibition.

Logically speaking, the theme is generally determined by the organizer, but there is no specific theme requirement for Mingxia this year. It is said that it is fully entrusted to the decision-making of A, which seems to have a lot of power, but it is also because there are no requirements and big rights that it becomes a bit tricky.

Because the theme determines whose works will be exhibited in the exhibition.

The selected works should not only be attractive enough, but also refreshing, and must have masterpieces to hold the stage.

Shan Cen suddenly felt a little selfish, why not put his grandfather's painting on it?Fame, talent, all enough.

But this idea only existed for a second or two before being rejected by him.

Because he couldn't bear to sell his grandfather's paintings.

Suddenly, the cell phone on the side rang, and he took it over to see that it was the phone of the teacher Cheng Sheng.

He picked it up, "Teacher?"

"Hmm." Cheng Sheng's voice sounded very comfortable, with the sound of trickling water beside him, "Are you in Sweden now?"

Shan Cen: "Yes."

"Is it far from Stockholm?" Cheng Sheng asked again.

The town they are in is just outside the capital of Sweden, Stockholm. Shan Cen said, "It's more than an hour's drive."

"That's just right." Cheng Sheng was obviously relieved, and said, "Tomorrow there will be a small exchange meeting in Stockholm, and I have an invitation letter here, you can go and see it."

Shan Cen frowned slightly, "Tomorrow?"

"Yes." Speaking of this, Cheng Sheng was speechless, "The organizer just gave us the invitation letter today, saying that it was missed before."

"now that……"

"The invitation letter is for you, Uncle Jiang."

Shan Cenmoran, Uncle Jiang is the president of the Huaguo Art Association, if it is given to him, it means that Huaguo is invited and represents the country's facade.

However, it is disrespectful to the Hua Kingdom to only give the invitation letter when it is close, no matter whether it is a true omission or a false omission.

Shan Cen pursed his lips and said, "Teacher, it's more appropriate for us not to participate."

Cheng Sheng sighed, "We all understand the truth, but if we don't go, we will definitely be arranged again." At that time, those words may be even worse.

Shan Cen: "But the invitation is for Uncle Jiang, is it wrong for me to go?"

He still doesn't have the ability to represent China.

"It's indeed wrong to let you go, but after asking around, only you can arrive at the venue tomorrow, so..."

So it was a last resort.

Shan Cen understood, "I know teacher, please give me the invitation letter, and I will come over tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll send it to you in a while."

Cheng Sheng thought for a while, and then said: "Shan Cen, although the invitation letter was sent late, as far as I know, the people who will go tomorrow are all famous people in the painting world. You can communicate with them more, which will also help broaden your horizons." Moreover, it is not easy to gather so many master-level people at once, so don’t miss it.”

Shan Cen pursed his lips. He didn't think that an organizer who would miss the invitation letter could gather any big names, but he still complied with Cheng Sheng's request, "Okay, teacher."

"Okay, let's do that first. I'll send you the electronic invitation letter in a while. You can check the email and contact me if you have any questions. I'm busy." After finishing speaking, Cheng Sheng hung up the phone without hesitation.

Shan Cen: "..."

Do you really think he can't tell that this is by the sea?

The wind is so loud,

"Wind sound?"

Shan Cen murmured and repeated these two words.

After a while, he typed the word 'freedom' after the theme.

Since Mingxia has no requirements for the theme, it is better not to have a theme, to create freely, and let a hundred flowers bloom.