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She gently moved to Lin Wen's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Who is it, first love?"

What is this all about?

Lin Wen shook her head.

"No?!" Huihui's voice suddenly raised an octave, "You hid it deep enough, little Wenwen." She raised her eyebrows, "Who the hell is it? Tell me honestly."

"A friend." Lin Wen answered honestly.

"Friend? Are you lying to a ghost!" Huihui took a sip of the Coke with ice in her hand and rolled her eyes.Obvious disbelief.

"What a friend."

"Tsk tsk, forget it. Seeing you like this, you don't want to say anything." Huihui pursed her lips and stopped gossiping, "Do you know why this painting is popular?"

"Why?" Lin Wen asked based on her words, "I don't see anything good."

"Hey, I don't think there's anything good about it either. But, according to the experiments of many netizens, this painting has a special function..."

She stopped mysteriously, and when she saw that Lin Wen's face was satisfied with questions, she continued slowly, "They said that this painting can remind people of the love in their hearts. No matter Is it still with you, or it has passed away."

Lin Wen looked a little puzzled, and Hui Hui continued, "Really, I can't pass a hundred tests. All in all, all in all, the person who appeared in your mind when you saw this painting for the first time must be is your favorite."

She saw Lin Wen slowly opened her mouth with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "My sister has tested this point herself and with many people, so you don't have to doubt it at all."

Lin Wen half opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Huihui looked at Lin Wen who was staring at her in a dazed manner, "So, tell me, who did you think of just now?"

"But..." Lin Wen still had a puzzled look on her face, "She is really my friend."

Huihui looked at her extremely blank expression, it didn't seem like she was telling a lie, and she was a little puzzled for a while, "Or you have a crush on him, and you don't even know it?"

Lin Wen stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

"Can't you?"

"how come?"

"Are there no exceptions?"

After a while of silence, there were three consecutive questions.

Liu Jiahui spread her hands, "What I said just now has been tried and tested. If you don't believe me, go read the comments yourself."

Lin Wen was not in a hurry to look through the comments, but an inexplicable emotion flashed in her heart.

This strange oil painting somehow reminded her of Xiao Yu, could it be that she was finally able to find her this time? She suppressed the excitement in her chest, and opened her mouth cautiously, "Sister Huihui, who painted this painting ?"

Hui Hui took a sip of the Coke in her glass, "Wen Min, you ask me something that even the majority of netizens don't know? Who should I ask?"

"Then there must be a signature on this painting, right?" Lin Wen tried to hold her breath, hoping to hear the name she had been looking forward to from Hui Hui's mouth.At this moment, she suddenly felt a little scared. What if her feeling was wrong?

"Yes." Liu Jiahui dragged out her voice lazily.

"Don't be so secretive!" Lin Wen's tone seemed a little anxious.

Huihui glanced at her suspiciously, took a big sip from the cup, and then said slowly, "lynn. c. Do you know him?"

"what?"

Who?

Not light rain.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Wen's heart, "I haven't heard of it."

"Tch... Seeing how nervous you are, I thought you might have some clues."

"Then... where was this painting found?" Lin Wen still refused to give up.

"Discovered? Are you doing archaeology?"

"Does Henry Claude know?"

Henry Claude?

Who is this again?

Lin Wen thought about it carefully, and finally shook her head.

"Well, you don't know it at first glance. He is the director of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts!"

Paris Academy of Fine Arts?!

Xiaoyu mentioned it before!

The flame of hope was rekindled in Lin Wen's heart. She stared at Huihui eagerly, eager to hear her explain the connection between this sudden Henry and lynn.c.

Probably because her expectant look was too serious, Liu Jiahui finally stopped teasing her and told her patiently, "This Henry held a solo exhibition more than two months ago, and there are also some works of other painters in the exhibition. , this painting "Amour" (Chinese translation "Beloved") became famous at that time."

"Then the other paintings were also drawn by this lynn?"

"No," Huihui shook her head, "They are all Mr. Henry's students."

"So she is a student of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts?" Lin Wen's eyes sparkled behind the heavy makeup, and she almost shouted in an instant.

Seeing her inexplicable excitement, Huihui really couldn't bear to pour cold water on her, "All netizens think so. But here lies the problem. Some people have been going back and forth for more than ten years, and the Paris Academy of Fine Arts has no There has never been such a number of people."

"That should be an alias."

"It must be. But you said that in this era, there are still people who can't even come out of the Internet. It's a miracle." Huihui sighed, and carefully observed every small expression on Lin Wen's face. It's gone, replaced by an unbearable loss.

What's so strange about this, Lin Wen thought, didn't that person also abruptly disappear from her side for a few years without any news at all?

When she left at the beginning, she didn't leave a word, and then her mobile phone couldn't get through, and her mailbox seemed to have been changed.

Sometimes she even guessed whether Zou Yu had encountered some accident and evaporated from the world like this.But deep down in her heart, her intuition told her that Xiao Yu was fine, but she was far away from her.

"He still refuses to admit who he saw, and his mood fluctuates so much that his thoughts are clearly written on his face, okay? I think Cheng Yunfan is a little suspenseful this time."

Hearing her talk about Cheng Yunfan, Lin Wen tried her best to withdraw her wandering thoughts, "By the way, Sister Huihui, Yunfan is going to celebrate his birthday. He gave me this for my birthday last month. "She pointed to the necklace on her neck, the gold, silver, and pink rings were tightly interlocked, and the heart-shaped pattern was shining brightly at the moment, "What do you think I should give him?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Huihui looked at her in surprise, "You don't know what men want? Besides, Cheng Yunfan of your family has already shown it so clearly, okay?"

"what?"

"Tut tsk tsk, I still want my sister to teach you." She gently moved closer to Lin Wen's ear, her ambiguous voice was low and charming, "wash yourself to be white and clean, and send it to his bed."

"Sister Huihui, what are you talking about!" A blush flashed across Lin Min's face.

"Well, I'm sorry." Huihui sighed and shook her head, "It's really an innocent age."

"Cheng Yunfan is quite a shrewd kid, why hasn't he dealt with you yet?"

"Hey, let me say, when will you talk to me about the man in your heart?"

Chapter 7

Lin Wen had a long, long dream.

In the dream, she and Zou Yu were sitting on the railing of the school playground, Zou Yu's slender legs were shaking gently, she reached out to rub Lin Wen's hair, "It's so soft, what brand of shampoo is it?"

Lin Wen shook her head and did not answer.

Facing this girl from a seemingly good family background, she is really embarrassed to say that she often washes her hair with soap locust water at home.

Zou Yu seemed to understand what she was thinking, she stopped asking, and only said softly: "Come to my house on weekends and give you a cut. It's a pity not to take good care of such good hair."