President, she has ulterior motives

At this time, Ning Tao didn't know what gift Lu Fengwan was going to give her.

She went to work as usual, and met Lu Wutong again after the break, thinking of the figure she vaguely saw that day, she couldn't help but hesitate to speak.

Seeing her embarrassed face, Lu Wutong took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong?"

She joked: "Is it because our family doesn't let you see my aunt every night? She won't even eat my jealousy?"

Ning Tao shook her head.

"No." Ning Tao said.

She wanted to know about Teacher Nuanyang, but how should she speak?

The last time she took the initiative to ask, Lu Wutong gave the answer that she and Nuan Yang had never known each other in life.

"Peach?"

Ning Tao was in a daze for too long, Lu Wutong couldn't help calling her.

Ning Tao gathered her eyes, saw the dark green embroidered cheongsam on Lu Wutong, bit her lower lip, and suddenly said, "Auntie, you actually know my teacher Nuanyang, right?"

Lu Wutong was obviously taken aback.

She smiled at Ning Tao, still beautiful and dignified, without showing any emotion, she just asked lightly: "Why do you say that?"

Ning Tao cried a little: "Because it's a coincidence, Teacher Nuanyang told me that her favorite woman has the word Wutong in her name, and that woman is very beautiful, and she looks very good-looking in a cheongsam. How could this not be you?"

Ning Tao said: "I see that my teacher has painted many sycamore trees, and every painting, and even every stroke is poured with love..."

Cracks finally appeared on Lu Wutong's face. She looked at Ning Tao, her eyes gradually turned red: "She loves me? She loves me the most? How is it possible?"

There were tears in Lu Wutong's eyes, but he laughed mockingly: "Did she really say that to you?"

Ning Tao paused for a moment.

In fact, I didn’t say it. What she said just now was half-truth and half-false. I felt that the love that Nuan Yang poured into painting the sycamore was true, but in fact, Nuan Yang didn’t tell her clearly that she fell in love with a man named Wutong. woman.

Ning Tao was just talking nonsense.

"Forget it, it's not important." Lu Wutong refrained from revealing emotions, shed tears, but insisted: "I don't know her, I have never known Song Nuanyang."

Lu Wutong lost her composure after all, she couldn't maintain a calm look, and couldn't continue to eat this dinner, she raised her hand to mechanically wipe away her tears, said sorry to Ning Tao, and left early .

Ning Tao stood up, but she didn't know what words to use to keep Lu Wutong.

She could only watch Lu Wutong leave.

The only thing that is certain now is that Lu Wutong is indeed related to her teacher, and it is not at all a stranger as said before.

Ning Tao wants to know more, but she has limited ability after all, so she can only ask Lu Fengwan for help.

Before going to bed, Lu Fengwan sent a video as usual. Ning Tao sat upright with her mobile phone in her hand, and asked directly, "Wanwan, do you know about Nuanyang? It's my first art teacher. I should have mentioned it to you recently. I just found out that she might be your aunt Lu Wutong's girlfriend more than ten years ago."

Lu Fengwan lowered his eyes.

Ning Tao continued: "I didn't expect such a coincidence. How could my art teacher have a story with your aunt? My home is so far away from Jiangzhou, and Nuan Yang and your aunt seem to have nothing to do with each other. There are two people who are related, but they just know each other, and they may have loved each other."

Ning Tao said that she is not a gossip. Although Nuan Yang only taught her for one year, it still had a lot of influence on her. She became an art student and would apply for art-related exams, which are closely related to Nuan Yang.

"If it wasn't for the suicide note later, if it wasn't for the fact that she still sent me those paintings at the end of her life, then maybe I could also treat her as an ordinary teacher and gradually forget about it."

"But she just sent me those... Can you understand this feeling? She didn't forget me at the end of her life, she still misses me, so I think I should do something for this teacher. "Ning Tao said: "I want to know her story, and I want to see if I can untie the knot between her and your aunt. Now your aunt is acting like a prank, insisting that she never knew Song Nuanyang, but I know that's all. It's a lie..."

"Song Nuanyang," Lu Fengwan said in a low voice, "I know her."

Lu Fengwan looked out of the window, and in a daze, she thought of many years ago.

It was an afternoon a long time ago, the sky was clear and cloudless, Ning Tao came over with two baskets of fresh strawberries, put them down for them, and bounced away.

"I'm leaving first, I'll come over to play with you some other day." Ning Tao raised her head downstairs and waved her hands with a smile on her face.

At that time, she was just standing on the balcony, holding on to the railing, watching Ning Tao approach and then disappearing from sight.

"So reluctant." Song Nuanyang said at that time.

She did not answer.

"Little Taozi is really cute, isn't it?" Song Nuanyang picked up the drawing board and went to draw on the side.

She still didn't respond.

"It's so indifferent." Song Nuanyang's eyes fell on the drawing board, and he drew two more strokes before continuing: "Since you like her, you should be brave. We Taotao have many friends. You have to take the initiative to have a story. .”

She didn't speak, but still looked in the direction Ning Tao left.

Song Nuanyang put down the drawing board, came over to watch with her, and said earnestly: "Be more lively, I will take you to cut your hair some other day, okay? You see your bangs are so long, auntie can't see your face clearly .”

She ignored Song Nuanyang.

Song Nuanyang got used to her appearance, so she didn't force her, so she went to the side to wash the strawberries and brought them to her.

She picks one up.

"You want to be friends with Ning Tao, right? Although you can't say it, I can see that you like her very much. Come on, Auntie believes in you. I think you will become good friends."

Song Nuanyang didn't expect the thin and withdrawn girl to respond, she left after putting down the strawberries, but suddenly heard a sentence: "I don't deserve it."

Song Nuanyang was stunned for a moment.

"Did I hear hallucinations? Or did you speak? What's the situation?" Song Nuanyang was shocked: "So you can speak? Can you really speak? Come, come, tell auntie again."

"Wanwan?" Time went back to the present, and Ning Tao, who had become her girlfriend, asked her, "Are you listening?"

Lu Fengwan withdrew his gaze and said softly, "I'm listening."

Ning Tao continued: "And, and I seem to see Teacher Nuanyang one day, although it is a silhouette..."

Lu Fengwan smiled bitterly: "After so many years, can you still recognize her?"

Ning Tao said: "I think it should be."

Tears welled up in Lu Fengwan's eyes: "Is your memory that good? If it were me... I mean, if, never mind..."

Ning Tao was a little confused.

She slowed down for a while before realizing that Lu Fengwan was jealous.

Simply inexplicable.

Ning Tao laughed: "Hey, what's there to compare, don't be sour."

Lu Fengwan adjusted his mood and said as usual: "Well, it's not sour."

Ning Tao then continued: "Actually, I have a bad memory. If you ask me to describe Teacher Nuanyang's facial features and then draw them on paper, then I can't do it."

Ning Tao was also surprised: "I don't know why, when I saw that woman that day, I felt like a warm sun... But how is it possible? She still looks so young, as if the past ten years have left no trace on her body... Moreover, it stands to reason that she should have passed away."

With some expectation, Ning Tao asked Lu Fengwan: "Do you think there will be a miracle? Teacher Nuanyang, will she still be alive? Or am I hallucinating..."

Lu Fengwan suddenly couldn't bear it.

But under Ning Tao's questioning, Lu Fengwan still opened his mouth: "I attended Song Nuanyang's funeral."

Ning Tao's expectations were in vain. She stared blankly at the screen for a long time before shedding tears and said aggrievedly, "That may be because I made a mistake."

Lu Fengwan really wanted to hug her.

But now separated from the distance, she can only comfort with pale words: "Don't cry."

Lu Fengwan coaxed her for a long time before Ning Tao stopped crying. She fell asleep with red eyes, and after waking up, she sent a voice message to Lu Fengwan again.

"I still think that Teacher Nuanyang is not dead. When my grandma passed away, I dreamed of her several times, but I never dreamed of Teacher Nuanyang. Obviously I miss her very much, but I just don't have dreams. Yes, even yesterday I thought so much about her that she didn't dream..."

"I know I'm talking nonsense. Dreaming can't explain anything at all. It's not materialistic at all, but, but I just think that Teacher Nuanyang is still alive? Could it be just my illusion?"

"Wanwan, help me recall again. Did you see her body when you went to the funeral?"

Lu Fengwan didn't see this news until two hours later.

She thought for a while before replying to Ning Tao: There is no body. It is said that Song Nuanyang was cremated not long after his death.

In fact, even Lu Wutong has never seen Song Nuanyang's body. Is there really something wrong with it?

Lu Fengwan didn't want Ning Tao to be sad, so he told her: I will send someone to investigate this matter again.

Ning Tao was already at the company. When she saw the news, she rubbed her eyes, replied "OK", and then coquettishly said, "My eyes hurt."

As a result, after a while, Lu Fengwan sent someone to deliver eye drops and eye patches.

Do you want to be so considerate?

Ning Tao's mood improved a lot, and she heard Lu Fengwan say that she also bought a gift for Ning Tao online and was delivering it.

"Can you arrive today?"

"Well, it has been mailed to your community."

With anticipation, Ning Tao happily took the gift, opened it, and then closed the box shamefully.

what is this!

"Didn't you say that your hands are sore?" Lu Fengwan still looked dignified when he sent the video.

Ning Tao's cheeks were flushed, and she hesitated for a while before biting her lip and said, "That, that..."

"You want to ask how to use it?" Lu Fengwan pursed his lower lip, and continued to pretend to be calm: "Actually, it's outside..."

"Shut up." Ning Tao refused to let her speak.

Ning Tao was still too shy, so she covered her face and hung up the phone. She was turning on the switch according to the instructions, and Fu Jingjing came back by coincidence.

Ning Tao was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, the lights were so bright that Fu Jingjing could see clearly at a glance.

But that thing was still buzzing, Fu Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and stretched out her finger, asking: "Taotao, what are you..."

Ning Tao could only talk nonsense incoherently: "Hahaha, look, this is a little pink bunny. It doesn't know what material it is made of. Not only is it cute, but it also feels very skin-friendly. Hahahaha, it's actually a bunny. So what, it's a massager, it relieves muscle fatigue, you see, my wrist is sore from painting today, I put this mouth on my wrist, let it suck and shake, the soreness on my wrist It will be resolved, and the fatigue will be swept away, as if that is not expensive."

Fu Jingjing was dumbfounded.

Although it sounded ridiculous, Fu Jingjing still nodded with dignity, then turned and went back to the room.

Fu Jingjing also wanted to bear it, but Fu Jingjing couldn't hold it back. After a while, she came out and knocked on Ning Tao's door, and said to her: "Tao Tao, it's not for lesbians, we straight girls can also use it." ah."

It means that she understands everything.

Ning Tao blushed, and hurriedly threw the pot away: "Lu Fengwan bought them all! I don't know anything! She said she bought me a gift and I don't know what she bought!"

If she knew, she wouldn't open the box in the living room openly.

It's all to blame for Lu Fengwan, why didn't I tell her earlier.

Fu Jingjing laughed and left, but Ning Tao was still a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, she said impulsively: "Lu Fengwan, let's live together when you come back, or it will be too inconvenient."