There's a gust of wind coming from the south

No matter how good Shen Shi's capacity for alcohol was, he still couldn't take it after several rounds of drinking.He tore off his tie and threw it aside, lying on the sofa in the office with his arms half open, blocking the light with his arms.For a moment, I just felt like my body was going up and down in a boat.

The stuff in his stomach had already been vomited out, and after talking to Liangzi with what little reason he had left, telling him that all the venues that needed to be contacted for the shooting had been arranged, Shen Shi turned off his phone and prepared to go to sleep first. Sleep, sober up and then go home.

During this period, Shen Shi had a dream.It was still a flat hill at the end of the alley, and the setting sun dyed the water red with blood.He walked alone to the reeds in the water, as if he was desperately looking for something.He heard Nanfeng calling his name, and when he followed the sound and looked towards the shore, he met a pair of disappointed eyes.Nan Feng's lips moved up and down several times, but he couldn't hear what the other party said.Immediately afterwards, Nan Feng turned around and walked towards the deep alley.

He swam to the south wind desperately, but he couldn't get ashore.In an instant, the flat hills and valleys turned into a vast ocean, and the edge could no longer be seen...

Shen Shi suddenly woke up from the dream, with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window was still noisy, accompanied by the regular knocking on the door outside the office.

"Please come in." Shen Shi said as he picked up the half glass of water on the table and drank it down in one gulp.After several deep breaths, the uneasiness caused by the nightmare was driven away.

"Brother Shen."

Shen Shi looked at the person who was coming, and his brows that had been frowned just now were instantly relaxed, and replaced with a friendly smile: "Mr. Jiang? Come, please sit down."

As he spoke, he turned on the air conditioner casually, then got up and went to the tea table to make tea and said, "Aren't you resting at Mr. Kuang's in the afternoon?"

Mr. Jiang sat on the sofa and smiled: "Ha, I want to talk to my brother alone about some personal matters. I called you to turn off the phone, and then ran over again. I wonder if it is convenient for my brother now?"

Shen Shi poured the tea into the cup and pushed it to Boss Jiang: "Of course, you say."

Mr. Jiang gently rubbed the teacup with his hands, as if to organize his words.Shen Shi was not in a hurry, he pinched the tiger's mouth with his hands, so that his mind, which was still a little dizzy after drinking, could be as clear as possible.

"Then I'll cut to the chase, bro!" Mr. Jiang put the teacup on the table and looked at Shen Shi, "You should know that bro, I don't have any other hobbies. I just like to collect calligraphy and paintings of famous people, antiques Play. Remember when we met for the first time, I mentioned to you an ancient painting called "The Picture of Freedom in the Cold Pool", right? To be honest, I have been wanting to find it all these years."

When Mr. Jiang said this, Shen Shi already expected that someone would leak the news, and Mr. Jiang already knew that the painting was in his hands.But Shen Zhi remained calm, sipping the tea in his hand calmly.

"Not long ago, someone told me that this painting is now in the hands of a master named Liao Chen in Hantan Temple on Yueluo Mountain. I also asked someone to visit him on a special trip, and he said that he had given this painting to him. A predestined person." President Jiang said while paying attention to the expression on Shen Shi's face, and smiled, "It became interesting later, I just ran into President Shen's sister after dinner today, and she told me, that The 'destined person' is actually you, brother! Don't you think it's a coincidence!"

Shen Shiben was still thinking about how to tell a lie and deny that he had anything to do with the painting. When he heard that the person who leaked the news was actually the little girl Xiaotu, he immediately knew that it might be a bad thing.Children don't tell gratuitous lies when they don't understand the situation.What's more, Jiang always came to find him, because he had already grasped the location of the painting in his heart.

Mr. Jiang is a smart person, and he avoided the lie of "I didn't know there was this painting" when he and Shen Shi met for the first time during the whole speech, so as not to hurt the friendship.

He grasped Shen Shi's hand and said earnestly: "Brother, the original owner of this "Cold Pond Freedom Picture" was named Bai, and he was a family friend with my ancestors. When my old father passed away, he still couldn't forget this painting, saying It was because of my cowardice that I failed to keep the painting and let it go outside during the special period. You should do my brother a favor and sell the painting to me. The price is negotiable, you can open it as you like!"

"Brother Jiang." Shen Shi licked his dry lips, "It's true that the painting is with me. But this time I'm really sorry, I can't sell it to you."

Shen Shi looked into Mr. Jiang's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master Bai entrusted the painting to Master Chen before he died, and repeatedly told him to protect the painting no matter what. Later, Master Chen gave the painting It was handed over to me, and he said the same thing as Master Bai at that time." Shen Shi paused, "I promised him that no matter what, he would take good care of the painting and never let it leave me."

"Brother, as the saying goes, good wine comforts a bosom friend, and a good painting is a gift to a bosom friend. This "Cold Pond Freedom Picture" is different from other calligraphy and paintings. It is worth a thousand gold in the eyes of a knowledgeable person, but in the eyes of those who don't understand , it's just a landscape scroll painted on yellowed paper. Since I know it's good, then you gave it to me to give full play to its maximum value, isn't that good?" President Jiang clenched his hands tightly With a familiar hand, there is urgency and sincerity in the eyes, "I promise, it will be safe with me. I will never pass this painting on to others!"

"Mr. Jiang, "The Picture of Freedom in the Cold Pool" is worth a thousand gold to you, but it is a priceless treasure to me." Shen Shifan held Mr. Jiang's hand, "Although I don't know how to paint, I can tell you about the story behind it." It has given me great inspiration. I have a special feeling for it, and please don't force others to be difficult." Shen Shi said, and let go of Mr. Jiang's hand with a little force, "It's easy to say anything else, just this painting No. I'm sorry, Brother Jiang."

Mr. Jiang's face changed again and again, as if he wanted to say something more.But seeing Shen Shi's determined face, he didn't know what else to say.

After a long period of unbearable silence, Mr. Jiang stood up dejectedly, and sighed: "Forget it. Since Mr. Shen has said so, I can't force it anymore. Let me take my leave first."

Shen Shi quickly and respectfully opened the door for Mr. Jiang to lead the way: "I'll see you off."

Boss Jiang waved his hand with a sad expression: "No need, you are busy."

After seeing Boss Jiang leaving, Shen Shi slumped down on the sofa with some exhaustion, resting his hands on his forehead.I just felt that my groggy head hurt even more.

He felt a little uneasy, fearing that what happened today would affect the series of cooperation with Mr. Jiang in the future.But he didn't regret it either, because no matter what, he would never hand over "The Picture of Freedom in the Cold Pool" to others.After all, this is one's principle of "commitment".

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Near midnight, Shen Shi returned home exhausted and reeking of alcohol.

Xiao Tu originally thought that Shen Shi would not be able to come back until later, but it happened to be tomorrow's weekend, so she acted coquettishly to Nan Feng, and successfully got the chance to stay up late and watch TV.

Just when she saw the domineering boss chasing his little wife in the rain, she was about to kiss her.With a dark face, Shen Shi turned off the TV with a "snap".

"Oh! What are you doing!" Xiaotu yelled dissatisfied.

"Who allowed you to watch TV so late?"

"No class tomorrow weekend!" The little rabbit pounced on Shen Shi, jumping up to snatch the remote control from his hand.When he looked up, he was taken aback by Shen Shi's expression.

"Mr. The teacher agreed! If you don't believe me, you can ask him." The little rabbit said boldly.

"Stop talking nonsense, go to sleep!" Shen Shi yelled at Xiaotu.

"You, what are you doing! You go crazy after drinking!" Xiaotu was so wronged by Shen Shi's yelling, tears filled her eyes instantly.

"Hold back." Shen Shi said coldly.

Seeing Shen Shi like this, Xiao Tu's strength also broke.She waved her small fist and thumped Shen Shi's leg fiercely, shouting loudly: "Shen Shi, you are sick! Drunkard! Scoundrel! Nasty ghost!!!"

Shen Shiben was already irritated by the continuous pressure of the past few days, and he also suffered from severe headaches after drinking.Now being stimulated by the little rabbit's scream, a wave of evil fire rushed up.

He grabbed Xiaotu's two fists and pushed him to the side.It didn't take much force this time, but the little rabbit still sat down on the ground because of the unstable center of gravity.

She looked at Shen Shi in disbelief, dumbfounded.After finally realizing that her elder brother, who had always been only talkative and had never actually hit her, actually pushed her to the ground, Xiaotu collapsed instantly.

She curled her lips and burst into sobs with a "wow".

"You hit me—! You hit me—! Woooooooooo!!!"

Nan Feng, who was going out to buy daily necessities here, heard Xiaotu's cries before he entered the house. With something in his hand, he thought something serious happened, and kicked the door open.

Seeing Nanfeng, Xiaotu felt even more aggrieved.

"Teacher... woo woo... Shen Shi... hiccup... Shen Shi hit me." Xiaotu cried out of breath and kept hiccupping.

Nanfeng first took a look at Shen Shi with a dark face, and then quickly walked towards Xiaotu to help her up.Then he frowned at Shen Shi and said, "Brother Shi, what are you doing?"

"I'm asking you, little rabbit, did you tell Mr. Jiang about the 'Hantan Freedom Picture' at home?"

"What Mr. Jiang! What picture! I don't know! Woooooo..." Xiaotu was still in a state of breakdown, shaking her head and trying to hide behind Nanfeng.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you are not allowed to tell others about our calligraphy, painting and old books! You can't understand people's language!"

"Woooooooo... I don't know! I don't know! You wronged me!... Hiccup!"

"Still lying!" Shen Shi said as he was about to grab the little rabbit behind Nanfeng, but Nanfeng grabbed his wrist and clasped it backwards.

"You scared her." Nanfeng also turned cold, looked at Shen Shi and said sharply, "Didn't Miss Dingpeng tell you that Xiaotu's current situation can't be stimulated. Shen Shi, please calm down and listen. To no!"

Nan Feng's words made Shen Shi's mind instantly sober.Indeed, emotional agitation is very detrimental to the rabbit's body, and may even lead to the failure of current psychotherapy.

"Don't be afraid, little rabbit, think about it carefully, did you tell someone about your brother's painting and calligraphy recently?" Nanfeng turned towards Xiaotu, his tone softened.He stroked the little rabbit's head and coaxed him softly while asking.

At this time, Xiaotu's face was flushed from crying, and she sniffled her nose: "Well... I helped an uncle pick things up, and I saw that he also had a painting of my brother, which was smaller than...I, I just said that my brother also has this painting... I didn't tell him that our family has old calligraphy and painting books... woo woo woo"

"Isn't that just talking?!" Shen Shi retorted under pressure.

"I didn't... woo woo woo no!"

"That's enough for you, Shen Shi. Why are you getting mad at a child?" At this time, Nan Feng had more or less guessed what troubled Shen Shi encountered today, and lowered his voice, "Xiao Tu didn't know Mr. Jiang wanted to paint, Does it make sense for you to vent your anger on her?"

Shen Shi stood there without saying a word, so light-headed that he extremely suspected that he had drunk fake wine today.He turned his back with some guilty conscience, silently lit a cigarette and smoked in a muffled voice.

After a long time, he said softly: "Little rabbit, come here."

Xiaotu subconsciously hid behind Nanfeng again, shaking her head again and again.

"come over."

"Shen Shi, try to move her."

Shen Shichang sighed and put out the cigarette butt.He turned around and walked towards Nanfeng and Xiaotu, squatting down to look into Xiaotu's red eyes from crying.

The little rabbit was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes.

"It hurts from the fall." Shen Shi stretched out his hand hesitantly, touched Xiaotu's head lightly, and said hoarsely, "Brother is wrong, I shouldn't get angry at you today. I'm sorry, Rabbit."

Hearing that Shen Shi took the initiative to admit his mistake, Xiaotu looked at him timidly, holding back his tears but still sobbing uncontrollably.

"Xiaotu, go back to your room and sleep first, and let me criticize your brother for you, okay?"

"Hmm..." Xiaotu pouted aggrievedly, and was led into the bedroom by Nanfeng.

Nanfeng brought Xiaotu a cup of warm milk, and after watching her finish drinking, he led her to brush her teeth and covered her with a quilt.It wasn't until Xiaotu's breathing gradually became even that he turned off the desk lamp, gently exited the room and closed the door.

"Have a glass of water." Nan Feng took a glass of cool white and opened it on the coffee table, looking at Shen Shi who was sitting on the sofa with his shirt collar half open and frowning.

"Sorry." Shen Shi took the water glass and said guiltily, "I've been under a lot of pressure recently."

"Understood." Nan Feng sat down beside Shen Shi, and helped him pinch the tiger's mouth, "Boss Jiang, did you refuse?"

Shen Shi nodded.

"Will it affect the future cooperation?" Nanfeng asked softly.

"It's hard to say, after all, he's humiliated him face to face, and he helped me before." Shen Shi sighed, "But there's no other way, paintings are definitely not for sale."

"Of course." Nan Feng stroked Shen Shi's head, let him lean on his shoulder, and comforted him, "But as you said, Jiang is always a businessman. As long as you have bound interests, he You shouldn’t do anything rash.”

"Nanfeng, recently I've been thinking about the past. At that time, I was just a street gangster. I had no money and power but I was at ease. I didn't have so many insincere words, and I didn't need to be flattering all day long... Unlike now So tired, I don't even have time to accompany you." Having said that, Shen Shi smiled wryly, "Sometimes I even feel that the more I live, the less I look like myself."

"Brother Shi, you have never changed in my eyes." Nan Feng handed Shen Shi a cigarette and lit it for him, "Think about it, now we don't have to face old snakes and 'Le Wuyou' anymore. You don’t have to worry about the little rabbit being in danger all the time. Master, his old man’s cancer is cured. Teacher Wen and Master Liu live a life of a fairy couple on the plateau in western Sichuan...Brother Shi, everything in life is getting better, Isn't it?" Nanfeng smiled, "Cheer up."

"Nanfeng..." Shen Shi looked at Nanfeng, rubbed his lips gently with his fingers, his eyes were full of nostalgia, "I miss you..."

The lips and tongues intersected with the taste of tobacco, and they were involved in each other's mouths.As his breathing gradually became heavy, Shen Shi urgently reached out to unbutton Nan Feng's shirt.

Nanfeng responded while hugging Shen Shi's head, while reaching for the lamp switch next to the sofa, the room was instantly darkened.

When Nanfeng's hand swept across the coffee table, it seemed that he knocked over the glass on the table. Most of the water was spilled, and the rest of the water dripped onto the floor, making regular noises...

Tonight, Shen Shi's actions were somewhat rude.He hugged Nanfeng tightly from behind, as if he wanted to rub him into his own flesh and blood.

"I had a dream that you were gone..." Shen Shi said in a dull voice.

Shen Shi said this sentence very softly, Nan Feng didn't hear clearly.

At this time, his attention was all on the closed bedroom door in the dark, and he reminded with restraint: "Brother Shi, be quiet..."

The repressed panting suddenly changed its tone as it gradually accelerated, and then stopped abruptly, returning to the quiet night.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Shi said in a hoarse voice: "I have to change to a bigger house as soon as possible, it's too inconvenient."

Nan Feng closed his eyes and smiled softly: "Have you decompressed? Comrade Xiao Shen, continue to work hard tomorrow."

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