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Ye Ling called Wen Zhengyu, "Zhengyu, what's wrong?"

There was silence on the phone.

Ye Ling shouted again: "Zheng Yu? What happened?"

Wen Zhengyu was sitting in the car, holding the phone, listening to Ye Ling's voice, thinking about what her grandmother said, his eyes were dry and hot.Her heart was very uncomfortable, her thoughts were wandering back and forth, and her throat felt uncomfortable as if it was blocked by something.After a long time, she struggled to utter two words: "It's okay." She wanted to hang up the phone, but she hesitated for a while and asked, "Ye Ling, why do you want to let grandma know that I want to become a monk?"

Ye Ling froze for a moment, opened her mouth, but couldn't explain it.She didn't tell Mrs. Zhang, but she told Lian Xin. When Lian Xi told the old lady about it, it was her who said it indirectly.

Wen Zhengyu heard the silence on the other end of the phone and hung up.

Her thoughts were a little messy and she couldn't calm down.

She cared about Ye Ling, and it was precisely because she cared that she felt uncomfortable.

She thought again, maybe she made friends with her by mistake, or maybe, Ye Ling and her grandmother had the same position on the matter of her becoming a monk.It was she who made grandma sad.

Wen Zhengyu cheered up and went to Lao Zhou to appreciate the paintings. After finishing the paintings, he said goodbye and left.

After she got in the car, she thought about it and asked Wen Jing to drive to Lian's house.

The old lady was watering the flowers in the yard, and when she saw her, she asked calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Zhengyu looked at her grandmother, his throat choked up, unable to speak.She likes Ye Ling, but she is also afraid and terrified.After the accident at home, her life seemed to be no longer under her control, not even in her imagination. The people and things around her were always leading her and pushing her away.Ye Ling wanted her to fall in love with her and be with her.Grandma wants her to change from a little painter to a shrewd businessman.Grandpa wanted her to gain a firm foothold and no longer be bullied.What she thinks is that she can still pick up the paintbrush and calm down to paint, not for money every day. She is afraid that she will become like in a nightmare, and the money will be turned into a corpse, then into a ghost, and then into fire, burning her and burning her paintings. , burned everything.

She has been painting since elementary school, not doing business. She is a painter, not a businessman.

Now she is busy making money every day, learning to make money, socializing, sorting out her feelings for Ye Ling, and wondering whether she should be with Ye Ling.That fire, burning, will burn her to ashes, burn everything to ashes.

But she couldn't tell.

She wants to paint, but painting cannot be eaten as a meal.

She didn't want to lose her peace of mind, but the people and things around her, everyone's hopes and demands on her made it difficult for her to have time to calm down.She didn't want her family to collapse, and because of her livelihood, she let herself completely lose her true nature, and she didn't want the world full of gods and Buddhas to become a ledger.

Seeing Wen Zhengyu standing at the door like a wooden man without saying a word, the old lady became furious, and her usual vigor of scolding her grandson came up.She cursed with hatred: "Aren't you going to become a monk? Then go out! You go! No one stops you. If you live in the mountains freely, you can continue to live in the mountains and don't come back. Lao Lian's family has many children, so it's not bad." You alone, you go, you go! Come on, hit me out! Come on! Throw out!"

The bodyguards looked at each other when they heard the old lady's shout.

The old lady scolded: "Why are you standing still? Get out!"

Seeing that the old lady was really angry, the bodyguard stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Miss, why don't you come here after the old lady's anger subsides?"

Wen Zhengyu looked at the old lady who was angrily waving at her to drive her away. She never thought that there would be a day when she would be kicked out by her grandmother.When she stepped out of the Lian family's house, she really felt like a lost dog.

Her house was sold, and the second aunt lived in it before, but the house she lives in now was given by Lian Xin and Ye Ling together. Her car had an accident, killed someone, damaged the engine, and the insurance was scrapped. Now she The car I was riding in still belonged to my grandma.

She left the Lian family's house and watched Wen Jing drive over, but she didn't want to get in the car.

She was ashamed to ride in the old lady's car again.She said to Wen Jing: "You walk with me. Ma Jun drove the car to wash it, and returned it to my grandma."

Ma Jun said: "Miss, the car was just washed this morning."

Wen Jing turned his head and stared at Ma Jun.

Wen Zhengyu said: "Then return it directly. Wen Jing, get out of the car."

Wen Jing had no choice but to get out of the car.She still persuaded: "Miss, the old lady is out of anger."

Wen Zhengyu nodded, expressing his understanding.

Wen Jing had no choice but to take Wen Zhengyu's bag and follow behind Wen Zhengyu.

Ma Jun woke up immediately after Wen Jing stared at him.He's going in to return the car now, isn't he adding fuel to the fire of the old lady and trying to confront her?If this matter were left to the young masters, they would definitely be scolded to death by the grandma and then beaten to death.But the young lady ordered that if he dared not listen, he would have to be fired later.He had no choice but to quietly drive the car to the garage, and then called Mr. Lian to report the news.

Wen Zhengyu was confused.With Ye Ling at her house, she didn't want to go home, and besides, the house... was sent back by Ye Ling.She walked to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and went back to the studio.

When people are confused, they like to think wildly.She didn't want to think about it, so she went to the drawing room, unfolded the drawing paper, laid out the pen and ink, and drew with the brush.

In her mind, the figure of Ye Ling and the words her grandmother scolded her kept reverberating in her mind, and she remembered the nightmare she had once had.

The long corridor, the gorgeous decoration, the walls made of corpses, the open door, money floating from the ceiling, the blood dripping on the ground turned into flames and burning, and the doors on both sides are full of unsightly scenes... …

She was standing in this burning corridor, and the fire was spreading to her body.

After finishing the painting, her heart also calmed down.

If it wasn't for lack of money, she wouldn't know how to do business, but even if she did, she didn't want to lose her paintbrush.She has started to learn painting since she was not sensible, and has painted for more than 20 years.

She felt that there was someone behind her, and when she looked back, she saw Ye Ling standing at the door looking at her, and she didn't know how long she had been standing there.

She looked at Ye Ling, and Ye Ling looked at her, and the turmoil in her heart calmed down. It seemed that it was not so unacceptable for Ye Ling to let her grandmother know about her going to become a monk.The old lady was angry, scolded and scolded, and she hasn't become a monk yet.

Seeing that Wen Zhengyu's expression and gaze were still calm, Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She pointed out the window and said, "It's morning."

Wen Zhengyu said "Yes", she put on the famous money, and cleaned the brushes and paint trays.

Ye Ling waited for Wen Zhengyu to pack up his painting tools, and then led Wen Zhengyu out for breakfast.

After the two got into the car, Ye Ling asked Wen Zhengyu, "Are you okay?"

Wen Zhengyu replied: "It's okay." She paused and said, "That matter... I don't blame you for wanting to become a monk."

Ye Ling looked at Wen Zhengyu in surprise.

Wen Zhengyu said: "Grandma...it's not someone else, you...don't want me to become a monk. I want to become a monk, not because I believe in Taoism, but because I want to find a quiet place to paint. Ye Ling, in this year, the changes It's so big, it's so big that it's scary." She paused and said, "Maybe some people think that liking someone is just a relationship, and it's not appropriate to divide them. But between this union and one division..."

Ye Ling held Wen Zhengyu's hand tightly.she understands.Just like she and Jue, at the end, they just missed stabbing each other with a knife.Wen Zhengyu is different from Jue, Jue will explode when anything happens, but Wen Zhengyu can only bear it silently most of the time, unhappy, afraid of the elderly worrying, and dare not tell them, no friends, no one to confide in.If there is any problem, you can only solve it yourself. If you can't solve it, you can only make things difficult for yourself.

She could touch the scar left and say calmly that she didn't suffer, but Wen Zhengyu couldn't even fight back. He was obviously annoyed yesterday, so he only asked her to move from the room to the guest courtyard, and then ran to the studio by himself to paint. Painting all night.She said to Wen Zhengyu, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Wen Zhengyu was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Have you moved to the guest house?"

Ye Ling said, "No."

Wen Zhengyu felt better again, "If you haven't moved, then you haven't moved."