God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 243 A Piao’s Adventure 5
Look, now the military academy has failed, and the family has collapsed!

However, Cheng Linyu didn't care about him, because he was the youngest in the school, and the country didn't allow him to join the army, so he was given the qualification to go to college for free.

During the school period, the board and lodging fees are free. Now he is a typical person who is full and the whole family is not hungry. When he sees Yuan Zhenzhen, he can't help but rejoice that she is a ghost and not a person.

At first, for Cheng Linyu, Yuan Zhenzhen was more like his mother, who saved his childhood crisis.

Later, when he grew up, Yuan Zhenzhen appeared again, not only as a life-saving grace, but also as a kind of companionship and a kind of dependence.

When he was lonely and helpless, he knew that there was always someone standing next to him, no, it was a ghost.

In many cases, what we lose is not the enemy, but our inner loneliness. At this time, the power of companionship is stronger than other psychological hints or self-encouragement.

Yuan Zhenzhen occasionally borrowed Cheng Lin Yu's hand to do some hand-painting and art work on the Internet, but very few.

Moreover, Cheng Linyu never touched the money she earned by herself, and he put it away.It seems that in his eyes, hand-painting and art work are just her hobbies.

If she wants to do it, he won't stop her, but he won't touch any of the rewards she gets for it.

It may be that he felt Yuan Zhenzhen's hidden worries about him. In his sophomore year, he had completed all the courses for four years in college.

On the day he finished studying, he took her to buy a lottery ticket, and he won 500 million yuan.

Yuan Zhenzhen also felt a little unbelievable, how lucky is this person?
When he arrived, the 500 million directly became the registered capital of his company, and then with his keen business acumen, he began to expand rapidly.

He rejected the school's postgraduate quota and devoted all his energy to the operation of the company. Five years later, his company has become the leading group in the country.

That year, he was 23 years old.

Yuan Zhenzhen really likes hand-painting. In the past five years, he has focused on his own career, while she squats in the apartment he bought and immerses herself in creation.

She has drawn a lot, showing the world she sees with her soul little by little in the picture book.

Unknowingly, these paintings also piled up into mountains.

Some are beautiful, some are gloomy, some are fresh, and some are stale.

She named all these paintings [Zhen], which represents the real world and is also her name.

Also in this year, he held a painting exhibition in the name of an agent, and all her paintings were carefully framed.

On the day of the launch, she went along and watched people rushing through the gallery in an endless stream. Some people started to make comments, either praising or criticizing, but she ignored them.

Suddenly, a person came forward, about forty years old, a woman, she asked Cheng Linyu, "Who created these paintings?"

Cheng Linyu shook his head, "Because of privacy, I can't tell you."

Her expression was excited, "I really want to know, please."

Cheng Linyu looked at Yuan Zhenzhen who was floating aside, and she waved her hand to show that she didn't know him.

"Why do you have to know the author?"

"Because these paintings are too similar to the style of a hand-painted Internet celebrity I liked more than 20 years ago."

"There are many paintings with similar styles, what can this represent?"

The woman shook her head, a little frustrated, "The hand-painted internet celebrity is actually no longer alive. I don't want to pursue anything, but just want to know if anyone remembers her as much as I do."

Yuan Zhenzhen is also a little curious, who is the hand-painted Internet celebrity in the woman's mouth?As soon as her eyes glanced over, Cheng Linyu had already asked.

"Can you tell me who the hand-painted internet celebrity you're talking about is?"

"Her name is Zhenzhen, which is the same as the signature at the bottom of these works. You should be able to find her works online."

After the woman left, Cheng Linyu glanced at her, picked up his phone and searched for hand-painted internet celebrities from more than 20 years ago.

In fact, when the woman said her name, Yuan Zhenzhen knew that the woman was talking about him.

It's just that she didn't expect that in the past so many years, there were still people who remembered her. She thought that no one would care about her death.

Yuan Zhenzhen didn't create anymore, she followed Cheng Linyu to and from get off work every day, and when she was bored, she could shrink down and put it in his chest pocket to sleep.

After a few more years, she suddenly discovered that the person beside her had grown from a boy to a man.

Not only that, he is already 27 and eight years old, and he has reached the age of marriage, but he is still alone.

Could it be that this kid is afraid to find a partner because she always follows him?
When going back at night, Yuan Zhenzhen took the opportunity to mention this matter to him, "Well, it seems that you should get married, right?"

Cheng Linyu raised his eyebrows, and put the company report in his hand on the table beside him, "I thought you wouldn't ask."

Sure enough, she was the one who delayed his marriage, she was a little embarrassed, "Forget about it."

Cheng Linyu didn't speak, and continued to look at her, still the same as before, and the years did not leave the slightest mark on her soul.

"Why don't you buy me another house, it doesn't have to be so good, as long as I can live in it."

Cheng Linyu frowned, "Why buy a house?"

"I'm moving out, otherwise it would be inconvenient for you," she said as a matter of course, "For the sake of saving you so many times, it's not too much to give me a house, right?"

The communication between the two of them was not on the same line, Cheng Linyu rubbed the center of his brows, and simply confessed to her, "I don't plan to get married."

"Why?" Yuan Zhenzhen was a little surprised, "How can there be a man who doesn't get married, you are already old and young."

She consciously brought herself into the role of a mother watching her son, and Cheng Linyu suddenly discovered that the relationship between the two seemed to be developing abnormally.

"If I must get married, I hope that person is you."

"What?!" His words scared her so much that she almost jumped to the roof. Fortunately, her soul had no body, and she floated back from afar, "I'm a ghost! You don't have a fever, do you?"

Shouldn't the focus be on why he wants to marry her?Cheng Linyu was a little depressed, "I'm fine, so I don't plan to get married."

"No, wait, I have to think about it." She floated to another room to be quiet.

If you get married, you have to marry her, and she is a ghost, so you can't get married, and he doesn't get married, why?Why did he insist on marrying her?

"Because I like you." Finally, when the time came, Cheng Linyu opened the door and came in.

"No, I can be your aunt now, I like a ghost!" She retorted with staring eyes.

"That's right, I like ghosts." He moved closer and locked her in the corner.

"But I treat you as a junior!" Yuan Zhenzhen wanted to cry, but she didn't know what the operation was. When she got close to him, she couldn't pass through. She could only watch him getting closer.

"It's okay, as long as I don't treat you as an elder." He successfully hugged her into his arms, rubbed her ears, and whispered, "You can't escape."

Under Cheng Linyu's offensive, she successfully fell into the pit she had dug for 20 years, but happiness is all that matters, regardless of whether it is a human or a ghost.

(End of this chapter)