The good pregnancy of marrying a man and a wife

Mr. Zheng lives in a nursing home. The scale is small, but the focus is on the quiet environment, which is very suitable for patients to recuperate.On the way here, Cheng Yishan had already imagined the appearance of a terminally ill old man, but as soon as he walked out of the corridor, he saw a hale and hearty old man in a Tai Chi suit holding a weapon that was obviously made of steel and dancing meticulously. sword.

Cheng Yishan, your pattern.

"You are so old now." Mr. Zheng did not pick his nose and eyes at him as Cheng Yishan imagined, but asked him casually in a normal tone for a junior: "What do you do now? "

Cheng Yishan's face turned red, and he muttered: "Huahua..."

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Cheng Yishan. Cheng Yishan kept asking what was wrong in his heart, and he thought he had said something wrong.In the end, I heard the old man say: "The ancestors of the Zheng family were born in imitation, and now none of the children and grandchildren inherit it. I once said this in front of Huaijia. It's a pity. I didn't expect her to really remember it." , and let you learn."

Cheng Yishan laughed twice, wondering what would happen if the old man knew the real reason why his mother sent him to learn painting.

Mr. Zheng suddenly asked again: "What have you painted? Are there any works?"

"It's mainly traditional Chinese painting and watercolor, and sometimes I also use computer graphics to make commercial drafts." Cheng Yishan replied honestly, and finally said shyly: "Works... There are also some works, and they have won several awards and so on. ..." Cheng Yishan really couldn't continue, this feeling is as shameful as a public execution!

Mr. Zheng nodded, not knowing what was going on in his heart, he suddenly changed the subject domineeringly, pointed at Yuan Bao and asked, "Is this your daughter? Is the child's mother here?"

"No..." Cheng Yishan glanced at Yuanbao, and said cruelly: "I picked up the child, it's fine if I didn't touch it, since I saw it, size is life, just reach out and she will live."

It wasn't until now that the conversation progressed that Cheng Yishan felt that Mr. Zheng really took a look at him.He didn't say anything, but waved to a little girl on the grass in the distance.

When Cheng Yishan came, he noticed that the little girl was about eight or nine years old. She was wearing a long white down jacket and a white wool cap. She was squatting with her back to them and playing in the snow.Hearing Mr. Zheng's shout, he quickly ran over grabbing the snowball that had been wrapped.

When the little girl arrived in front of him, Cheng Yishan realized that he was right. The child had snow-white skin and pure white hair. The long white eyelashes made the skin around the eye circles red, as if the eyes were full of tears all the time. His pupils were big and round, and he was looking at Cheng Yishan expressionlessly.

"I thought so too at the time." Mr. Zheng patted his little daughter on the head: "I took her out of the orphanage at that time, she was only this little big, but in the blink of an eye, she was already this big " Then he said to the girl: "Zheng Qianqian, you should smile."

Zheng Qianqian looked straight at Cheng Yishan, and after hearing what the old man said, she raised her head and looked at the old man firmly: "NO."

The old man spread his hands and said to Cheng Yishan, "She's a little shy."

In fact, after the little girl appeared, Cheng Yishan's attention was completely drawn away. He didn't listen carefully to what the old man said, he nodded indiscriminately, looked at the little girl and said, "Zheng Qianxi, can I ask You have a question."

Zheng Qianqian turned her head, looked at Cheng Yishan again and said, "Yes. If I get the answer right, you have to promise me one thing."

"Then if you don't answer correctly, you have to promise me one thing." Seeing Zheng Qianqian nodded, Cheng Yishan said kindly: "Do you know what it means to have a heart-to-heart connection?"

Zheng Qianqian thought about it for a while, finally shrugged her shoulders, and asked indifferently: "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

Cheng Yishan wanted to draw a portrait of her, not because she is a rare albino, but because the first time he saw her, Cheng Yishan only thought of one sentence: "If you have a heart, you can understand."

The so-called consonance refers to the horn of the rhinoceros, which is now used to describe lovers who share their hearts.The legend is that there is a white line on the horn of the rhinoceros, and this white line extends from the horn to the heart of the rhinoceros.

Although it was later confirmed that there is no such pattern on the rhino horn, it is not important whether it is there or not.

In fact, since he left Liang Songyang, maybe because of his busy schedule, maybe because of other things, Cheng Yishan has not had the passion for creation for a long time.I often compulsively force myself to pick up a paintbrush to maintain my proficiency, but the results I draw are not satisfactory.

And he didn't expect that the person who rekindled his desire to create was actually here.

After explaining to Zheng Qianqian, the little girl finally smiled at Cheng Yishan: "You are a smart person."

Cheng Yishan seldom paints oil paintings, he prefers watercolors, so this challenge is unprecedented, he is worried that he will fail Zheng Qianqian, every time he thinks of Zheng Qianqian's cold eyes, Cheng Yishan is full of motivation again.

In Cheng Yishan's vision, Zheng Qianqian is a goddess with two horns growing one behind the other on her forehead, her snow-white and soft hair hangs down in a curve, long and thick white eyelashes grow straight, and a pair of ice-blue eyes are fixed on her eyes. looking straight ahead.These are Zheng Qianqian's unique eyes, and they are also the eyes Cheng Yishan has always wanted to find, clean, bright and clear.

The horn of the goddess is also the color of jade. A black line grows from the top, passes through the left eye, winds and leaves a mark on the cheek, grows to the slender neck, and flows through the delicate collarbone. To □ chest, and finally stretched all the way to the heart.

The name is "Consonance".

When Cheng Yishan was drawing this painting, he always thought of Liang Songyang inevitably, and he couldn't help it at all, so Cheng Yishan simply stopped blocking his thoughts.Sitting on the sofa, he seemed to be able to see Liang Songyang sitting next to him, either dealing with official business or playing games; there were also constantly throwing cloth mice teasing the sugar balls.

It seems that Liang Songyang broke free from the memory, alone in this space, it only takes a moment from the essence to disappear.

Cheng Yishan shook his head vigorously, threw the brush in his hand aside casually, scratched his hair, opened the door and walked out: "I'm going to buy beer."

The sugar ball in the room shook its ears, but still squatted silently on the window sill, a complete world seemed to be condensed in its golden pupils.

Cheng Yishan came out of the convenience store with a can of beer in his hand and looked at the description on the can with great interest.Accidentally collided with a person, Cheng Yishan apologized, and without turning his head, he put the beer in the bag and ran two steps to chase the pigeons in the square.

He didn't notice that Liang Songyang was still standing there behind him, looking greedily at the receding figure.

Seeing that Cheng Yishan was still as open-minded as the person in his memory, with clear and bright eyes, Liang Songyang doubted what he had seen with his own eyes for the first time. He tried hard to ignore this feeling, but it lingered like a shadow.Forced, Liang Songyang had to sit down and start to look at this matter seriously.

Cheng Yishan is not an unreasonable person, his character is even more inclined to the kind of big and small and nothing.The sudden break at that time, Liang Songyang thought that Cheng Yishan had already got the Cheng family's money, so he simply walked away, leaving an imperfect ending.

Everything after that was almost logically based on this speculation.But Liang Songyang never tried to prove this matter, or because he ignored it unintentionally, but maybe it can be bypassed.Because what this incident represented was Liang Songyang's sincerity, and even more his dignity.

Finally, when Liang Songyang dialed Cheng Yiyi's number, he hadn't found a perfect excuse for himself, so when she answered the phone, he simply went straight to the point: "Do you know why your brother gave Cheng Yishan money?"

Cheng Yiyi was suddenly asked such a nonsensical question, but she responded very witty and asked Liang Songyang: "After I tell you, are you willing to sign the divorce agreement?"

"As long as your information is true." Liang Songyang made a solemn promise.

Cheng Yiyi on the other end hung up the phone happily and went to contact Cheng Zhongming.

Liang Songyang didn't do anything during this period, he just watched the phone wholeheartedly, waiting for news from Cheng Yiyi.And Cheng Yiyi didn't let him down, and quickly replied: "Because Xiaoshan didn't want to replace me. My dad threatened him with the place where he worked, and Cheng Zhongming said he would give him money. One of them was red-faced and the other was white." His face fooled him." Cheng Yiyi stopped in the middle of speaking: "You didn't do anything to my brother, did you? Why are you asking this?"

Liang Songyang didn't answer, and hung up the phone without saying hello at all.

For a long time, Liang Songyang thought that he was a victim, while Cheng Yishan was an emotional liar.But he didn't expect that before Cheng Yishan knew himself, he was still a straight man who wholeheartedly wanted to be with girls. Perhaps his only problem was that he couldn't find anyone who could accept him wearing women's clothes.

But he completely changed him.

Liang Songyang was quick-witted, and remembered the root of all the troubles, that is, the express letter sent to him for no reason, which was full of ambiguous or intimate group photos of Cheng Yishan and Zhai Chengjue.

At that time, Cheng Yishan hadn't let himself touch him for a long time, and seeing this thing again, Liang Songyang took it for granted that Cheng Yishan had betrayed him.

Liang Songyang clenched his fist, and then slowly loosened it. After a few repetitions, he calmed down.He remembered the man he saw at the airport, walking out with Cheng Yishan, even hugging a sugar ball!It was given to Cheng Yishan by myself. No matter how I think about it, I should be the one who has the right to hold the sugar ball.

Confidently, Liang Songyang dialed Cheng Yishan's new number, he had already thought about the reason, and said he wanted to meet Tang Qiu.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off..."

"..." Liang Songyang helplessly handed out the phone and put it down.

Before the fingers were completely separated from the fuselage, the call came in again. Liang Songyang almost answered it with a happy mood, but after picking it up, he saw that it was Peng Yu. It was like being poured with two buckets of cold water one after another.

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