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

Back in the living room, Shan Cen was also very surprised when he learned that Uncle Ji was going to leave. He thought that Uncle Ji came today because he was instructed by Shan Yi, but now it seems that he is not.

Is it really just to monitor his diet?

"What's the matter, Dad? Do you need my help?" Shan Cen asked tentatively.

"No, it's not a big deal." Uncle Ji stood up and said in a normal tone, "Master is anxious to see a painting, let me take a video for him."

After Shan Yi accompanied Su Xin to Sweden, she no longer worked in a gallery, but instead wrote art reviews for websites or publishing houses.

Sometimes there is an urgent need for manuscripts to fill in the blank window, so it is normal to be anxious to see a painting.

Shan Cen didn't think too much, "Then I'll take you out."

Ji Bo didn't shirk, "Then thank you, young master."

Before getting into the car, Ji Bo said again: "I'll take care of the green plants for you another day."

"Of course." He changed the subject, "I'll call you before I come."

Shan Cen was stunned, then laughed, "It's okay, you can come whenever you want."

"Really?" Ji Bo looked at him hesitantly, as if he didn't believe what he just said.

Shan Cen nodded, "Really."

Uncle Ji smiled, "Okay."

After sending Uncle Ji away, Shan Cen and Lin Lu both heaved a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other, and turned their eyes away in unison.

It wasn't until returning to the house that Shan Cen asked, "Are you still going to the company?"

Lin Lu shook his head, "I won't go."

"Then go back?" Shan Cen asked.

Lin Lu: "Okay."

One didn't mention to get something, and the other didn't ask why they left empty-handed.

When he got home, Shan Cen went back to his room and dug out his college stuff, but after reading it, he didn't find anything related to his change of major.

Hearing the sound of Lin Lu and Shan Xiaobai playing outside, he raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Do you want to ask Lin Lu directly?

But looking at his appearance today, it seems that he only knows that he has changed his major, and he doesn't know the reason behind it.

And the focus is not on his change of major, but on why he gave up art for philosophy in the first place.

The only reason he could think of was Su Xin's illness.

When there was a fire at home, only my mother was at home alone, and she was greatly stimulated by this, which led to a mental disorder. Once she saw familiar things, she would get sick. So in the end, grandpa and father had no choice but to let She stayed away from city A to go abroad for treatment.

He didn't even come back when his grandfather died.

So what happened in high school?

-

The next day, Shan Cen went to the school meeting with the newly written art exhibition plan.

When he entered the school gate, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Teacher Shan?"

Shan Cen stopped and turned his head, and saw a man standing not far away holding a cat.

After seeing him look over, he raised his foot and walked over, "It's really you, I thought I recognized the wrong person."

Hearing the other party's familiar tone, Shan Cen sized up the man, with a cropped cut and a feminine face, he looked a little familiar, but he didn't match the name in his memory.

"you are?"

The man laughed, his femininity became even more feminine, "Forgot me so quickly?"

Shan Cen frowned slightly - lowered his eyebrows, he didn't like the tone he pretended to be familiar with, "Sorry, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first."

"Teacher Shan, my surname is Qu." Seeing that Shan Cen turned to leave, Boss Qu said his name, "The owner of Xinmi Coffee Shop."

Xinmi coffee shop?

Boss Qu?

Memory recalled, Shan Cen turned around, his eyes subconsciously fell on the cat that the other party was holding.

The whole body of the cat is pure black, with no stray hairs visible from top to bottom, only a pair of green eyes looking at him timidly.

Not the orange cat from last time.

It's just that it's the same disability.

The black cat didn't back down.

Seeing this, Boss Qu explained: "This cat was hit by a car, and its hind legs couldn't be saved, so it had to be amputated, but it is very good."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch the black cat's ears, and then scratched its chin.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Shan Cen felt touched, the black cat trembled.

When he looked closely, he found nothing.

He could only blame himself for being dazzled.

However, those moves that Boss Qu made were obviously done by anyone who pets cats, but when he did them, it gave people a sense of disobedience.

Shan Cen frowned slightly - lowered his eyebrows.

Is he thinking too much?

"Does Teacher Shan want to give you a hug?" Boss Qu asked suddenly.

Shan Cen returned to his senses when he heard the voice, shook his head and refused: "No, thank you."

"It's okay." After being rejected, Boss Qu didn't feel any unpleasantness, and still smiled, "That won't disturb Teacher Shan. I'll see you again when I have a chance."

Shan Cen nodded.

Delayed - next, to the meeting room, the others have arrived.

To organize the art exhibition this time, Cheng Sheng formed a small group, besides Shan Cen, there were three other teachers as assistants.

They are Su Feng, Yu Cheng and Mo Yiran.

In the early stage, Shan Cen was mainly responsible for the planning of the art exhibition, Su Feng was responsible for the coordination and arrangement of the venue, and Yu Cheng and Mo Yiran were in charge of receiving the manuscripts of A college students and the small art exhibition.

After greeting everyone, there was no small talk, and they quickly got into work.

After the four people finished their reports, Cheng Sheng summarized the previous work, brought out the matters that he could not decide before, made discussion instructions, and then assigned the follow-up work. The meeting was coming to an end soon.

Cheng Sheng: "In these two days, Shan Cen will complete the plan. The day after tomorrow, we will meet with the people from Mingxia Group. If they have nothing to modify, the work of the art exhibition will start soon. After that - Everyone will be very busy this month, so if you have something to do, it's best to arrange it in advance, everyone has worked hard."

"That's it for today, the meeting is adjourned."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Sheng raised his hand to ask Shan Cen to wait for a while, but was interrupted by Su Feng, "Dean Cheng, I have another question here."

Cheng Sheng could only answer Su Feng's question first.

Seeing this, Shan Cen quickly packed up his things and went out, then whispered: "Teacher Cheng, I'm leaving first."

The voice was so low that except for Mo Yiran next to him, the other three didn't hear it.

Mo still wanted to say that his voice was too low, but Dean Cheng didn't hear him, and saw a shadow disappear at the door.

Mo Yiran: "..."

Is it that fast?

So when Cheng Sheng and Su Feng finished speaking, even Shan Cen's figure was no longer visible.

Cheng Sheng smiled helplessly: "This brat." Others want to eat and he still doesn't do it, he doesn't know how to be grateful.

Shan Cen slowed down after leaving the range of the Academy of Fine Arts.

He took out his mobile phone to reply Lin Lu's message, and walked towards home.

[Shan Cen]: What do you want to eat tonight?

Lin Lu replied in seconds: Can you still order food?

[Shan Cen]: Yes.

[Lin Lu]: Then let's go out to eat.

Shan Cen was taken aback, and replied: Why?

[Lin Lu]: I hate your hard work, my wife has to pamper you

Thinking of Lin Lu calling his wife in his ear, Shan Cen's ears felt faintly hot.

He pursed his lips and bowed his head to type: OK, where to eat?

【Lin Lu】: Secret

[Lin Lu]: - Let the driver pick you up

Shan Cen wanted to say that he could go by himself, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his thoughts and replied with the word 'yes'.

Passing the milk tea shop, Shan Cen turned a corner and bought two cups of milk tea.

While waiting, there was a sudden chatter in the store.

Words such as 'renting' and 'holiday' can be vaguely heard.

The voice sounded familiar, and Shan Cen looked sideways slightly.

I recognized one of them as Zhang Qi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

It's just that people look a little different from before.

- The bob head that has not changed has been cut into short hair. It looks much more refreshing, and the expression is much more tired than before, but there is more - a touch of expression in the eyes.

Shan Cen quickly looked away.

After getting the milk tea, he didn't stay too long, and turned to leave.

He only took two steps before he was stopped by someone.

"Teacher Shan, wait."

Shan Cen turned around.

Zhang Qi strode over, with a smile on her face, she glanced at the milk tea in Shan Cen's hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that the rumors can't be true."

Shan Cen was a little dazed, "What?"

Zhang Qi pointed to the milk tea in his hand, "It is rumored that Flower God never drinks milk tea, but only drinks the dew from the sky."

Shan Cen was stunned, then fell silent, "Occasionally I drink."

"That..." Zhang Qi hesitated to speak.

She was the one who refused Shan Cen's help at the beginning, but now she said it in front of others, which was a bit embarrassing.

Shan Cen: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Zhang Qi shook her head, then nodded again, "It's okay."

"That's right, I'm getting a divorce."

Shan Cen raised his eyebrows, no wonder he became different.

"Congratulations."

Zhang Qi was stunned, then laughed, "Thank you. Thanks to your help."

Shan Cen: "You're welcome, I didn't do anything."

"No, you have done a lot." Zhang Qi said, "If it weren't for the information you provided at the beginning, I would not have the courage to take that step. After I walked out, I realized how stupid I was before. point."

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure. Shan Cen turned his head to look over, but there was no one in front of the school gate.

Dazzled?

He retracted his gaze, "As long as you can figure it out."

Zhang Qi nodded and asked, "When will Teacher Shan have time? I'll bring a cookie and treat you to a meal together."

Shan Cen wanted to say no, but after thinking about it, it would be good to see—see Cookie, to see how he is doing, "Let's wait until after school starts, I may be a little busy during this time."

Zhang Qi also heard about the possibility of holding an art exhibition, and she was really busy with the preliminary work, so she readily agreed, "Okay, then I will ask you out then."

Shan Cen nodded in response.

After the two left, Zhang Qi turned and walked towards the milk tea shop, but was blocked by someone.

She raised her head, and when she saw the person clearly, she stepped back abruptly—with big strides, "Qu Sen? Why are you here?"

"I'm not here, where should I be?" Qu Sen laughed, and that feminine face became even more gloomy, looking a little strange.

Probably sensing the changes in human emotions, the black cat in his arms let out a shrill cry.

Zhang Qi's heart skipped a beat, and she took another step back.

She didn't want to spend much time with such a person, she turned and walked towards the milk tea shop with her head down, "It's none of my business to stay where you like."

Qu Sen sneered, "You divorced my elder brother because of that teacher Shan?"

Zhang Qi trembled, gritted his teeth and retorted: "It has nothing to do with Teacher Shan."

"Really?" Qu Sen casually pinched the black cat's ears, causing the black cat's body to tremble slightly, "Why don't I know, I've only been away for a few years, my sister-in-law who can bear anything , to resist?"

He approached Zhang Qi, lowered his voice and asked, "Where do you get the confidence?"

Qu Sen's voice was like a cold poisonous snake, wrapped around her neck, making her unable to move.

—Bursts of chill spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, as if being in a world of ice and snow.

squeak--

—The sound of stools rubbing against the floor suddenly sounded.

Zhang Qi snapped back to her senses.

She looked up, and there was no sign of Qu Sen around.

"What are you doing standing there?" The intermediary waited for a long time in the milk tea shop but didn't wait for Zhang Qi to come back, so he could only come out - when he went out, he saw her standing outside looking around blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

"Is the house still available?"

"Look." Zhang Qi walked towards the milk tea shop.

When she reached the door of the store, she couldn't help but look back again.

There are only pedestrians passing by in a hurry.

She didn't tell Shan Cen the truth. The reason why she really wanted to divorce was not because she figured it out, but because of Qu Sen.

That man is terrible!

From the moment he returned to the Qu's house, she knew that if she didn't leave, what awaited her would be nothing but doom.

She must stay away with the cookie.

-

Ming Xia Group is downstairs.

As soon as Lin Lu opened the door and got into the car, a cup of cool milk tea was handed over to him.

"Try it?"

Lin Lu's eyes brightened, "For me?"

Shan Cen pursed his lips, "Yes."

"Thank you baby." Lin Lu leaned over to kiss first—ordered Cen, and then drank the milk tea—take a big gulp.

The sweet taste of milk tea filled his mouth in an instant, he narrowed his eyes, and said with enjoyment, "It's delicious."

There was a smile in Shan Cen's eyes, and he didn't know how Ming Xia's employees would feel if they knew that their aloof President Lin loved milk tea and sweets.

Maybe you will feel that the world is fantasy?

It may also be the contrast that students often say?

Just when Shan Cen was deep in thought, a face suddenly approached in front of him, "What are you thinking?"

Shan Cen was startled-jumped, he leaned back and turned his eyes away, "It's nothing."

Lin Lu's eyes fell on the reddened ears, he raised his brows, and guessed, "You're not thinking of me, are you?"

Good guess.

Shan Cen said coldly: "No."

"Then what did you say you were thinking just now?" Lin Lu asked relentlessly, as if he would not give up until he told the reason.

Shan Cen's fingertips trembled, "What's for dinner?"

Lin Lu was stunned, "You will know when we arrive."

Shan Cen: "..."

He couldn't help it, and chuckled lightly.

Lin Lu realized later that what Shan Cen said just now was not a question, but a statement.

"Okay, you are laughing at me!" Lin Lu put the milk tea to the front and scratched Shan Cen's itchy flesh, "Let you laugh at me."

Shan Cen hid while laughing, "I didn't!"

"There is!"

"Lin Lu!!! You stop!"

"I do not!!!"

"Don't touch me."

……

"That Boss Lin..." - a weak voice suddenly sounded, it was Li Guang, the driver.

Shan Cen was stunned at first, then thought of the posture of him and Lin Lu at the moment, he suddenly turned his head to look over, and only after confirming that the front and rear seat baffles were indeed lowered did he feel relieved.

And Lin Lu managed to grab Shan Cen's hand, and said dissatisfied, "Drive hard."

Li Guang was about to cry.

He also wanted to drive well, but the traffic policeman was standing outside the car asking him to open the window!

"Traffic, traffic police..."

Lin Lu was stunned, "Traffic police? Did you break the rules?"

"No, no." Li Guang gritted his teeth with a mournful face, "The car... vibrates, so..."

So what, as adults, the two of them instantly understood.

Shan Cen: "..."

Lin Lu: "..."

"Fuck!!!!"