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Three hours later, the plane landed in Nicheng.

Nicheng is a water town, which lives by the water and builds houses by the river.In the early years, it was still a backcountry with underdeveloped transportation. In recent years, Chinese people suddenly discovered its beauty and flocked to it, so it developed rapidly.

Nicheng regards the river as the street, and the boat as the vehicle, and the whole small town is immersed in the hazy smoky blue.The city is full of small boats, looking down from the air, it looks like a pair of black and blue umbrellas, swaying on the river.

Zhu Shen felt that it was a novelty, so he invited a black-covered boat to enjoy it.

The rower was a young girl in her twenties, with a pair of braids and a fiery red padded jacket, looking agile and capable.Zhu Shen showed her the location of the hotel on the mobile phone, and she happily started paddling.

The city Zhu Shen stayed in country L for a long time was also a city of water, but the exotic atmosphere there was very strong, which was quite different from here.There are green willows and red peaches along the banks of Nicheng, and most of the banks are paved with bluestone slabs. Looking up, the black tiles and white walls seem to have been washed away by the years, leaving a poetic character.This is quite in line with Zhu Shen's previous style of painting.

Nicheng used to be too closed, and Mandarin seems to have not been popularized well, so the locals all speak dialects.But the Nicheng dialect is sweet and soft, with a drawn-out tune, like a gentle song, even if you don’t understand it, Zhu Shen likes to listen to it.

Several small boats were rowed side by side. When the people on the boat saw Zhu Shen, the girl waved to him and said something that Zhu Shen couldn't understand, but the little girl rowing on Zhu Shen's boat blushed. Stretching his neck bravely, he looked at Zhu Shen presumptuously.

A trace of doubt flashed across Zhu Shen's face, but he smiled politely at her.

The smile was good enough, the little girl looked at him stupidly, the oar in her hand was about to fall into the water.

Zhu Shen sat in the boat, watched the scenery of Jia'an, and quietly poured two cups of tea.

A cup was given to Zhong Heng, who sat on the side with a worried expression on his face.

Zhu Shen didn't understand why Zhong Heng was unhappy, but he was happy, so he clinked a glass for Zhong Heng, feeling a sense of freedom of escape.

Zhong Heng had no choice but to take a sip of his tea.

Green bud tea is still the old taste in his memory.

Then, his cell phone rang.

Zhu Shen glanced at the screen knowingly, it was the second aunt Yang Sha.

Zhong Heng frowned.

He briefly talked about the situation with the other side, but the other side obviously didn't buy it, and just as he was about to talk again, Zhong Heng hung up the phone.

Zhu Shen smiled and said, "You're quite rebellious."

Zhong Heng glanced at Zhu Shen, who is used to putting on a crown and wearing a hat: "Who is rebellious?"

Zhu Shen Yile: "I'm rebellious." After a pause, he raised his chin and asked, "I'm even rebellious, what can you do to me?"

Zhong Heng drank the tea and did not answer.

he can not.

Seeing that Zhong Heng had finished his drink, Zhu Shen poured him another glass, and suddenly asked him when passing it over, "Does Zhong Sheng feel like he's running away with me?"

I didn't mean it, and I didn't know which word hit someone's pain point. With a shake of my hand, the tea was spilled.

Zhong Heng quickly picked it up, and the tea poured into his hands.

Zhu Shen put down his glass and asked him, "Are you okay?"

Fortunately, the water is only warm and will not burn people.

Zhong Heng wiped his hands with a tissue and gave a low "hmm".

I don't know which sentence to answer.

The two were speechless all the way, Zhu Shen drank his tea one after another, and smiled again at the little boating girl who had been looking at him.

The tips of the boating girl's ears turned red, and she murmured something to Zhu Shen in a soft voice. She lowered her head and quietly raised her eyes to look at Zhu Shen. Zhong Heng glanced at her, and snapped the teacup Put it on the low table.

"How do you—"

Before Zhu Shen finished asking, Zhong Heng said something in the local dialect to the little girl. The soft and waxy words were spit out by Zhong Heng, but they had a special taste, and even his breath was no longer so cold.

——However, Zhong Heng's eyes were cold, and the little girl shrugged her neck and rowed obediently after being frightened by his eyes.

"You can actually speak Nicheng dialect?" Zhu Shen was taken aback.

"I used to live in Nicheng with my grandma," Zhong Heng said, obviously unwilling to talk more: "North of the city."

Zhu Shen nodded, he didn't expect him to come to Zhong Heng's hometown by mistake.He said with reproach: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhong Heng didn't want to say any more.

Seeing that the little girl no longer looked at him secretly, Zhu Shen was curious: "What did she just tell you?"

"You want to know?" Zhong Heng asked him lightly.

"Let's hear it?" Zhu Shen leaned over curiously.

"She praised you for looking good."

"That's the truth." Zhu Shen was quite clear about himself, he nodded in satisfaction and asked Zhong Heng: "What else did she say?"

"She also said she was married, please don't keep staring at her."

"...Ah???" Zhu Shen was so angry that he put down the teacup with a "snap".

Who saw who first?

What's the matter, is it because Zhu Shen's face is not working well or the people of Ni City eat too much and see too much?

This is the first time that Yancheng's number one beauty has been suspected.

Until getting off the boat, Zhu Shen didn't even look forward again.

When entering the hotel suite, Zhu Shen became more and more wrong, and asked Zhong Heng persistently: "What about you? What did you tell her?"

Zhong Heng glanced at him, and asked him which room he wanted.

The decoration style of the whole hotel is similar to that of Nicheng, which is antique.The hotel is right next to Nihu Lake, and the Luoying Long Bridge is just outside the balcony door.If it rains lightly, the bridge will be filled with smoke and rain, and the colorful oil umbrellas on the bridge will pass through the bridge. If you look far away, it will look like colorful fallen leaves, sky and water together to create a colorful scenery.

"It's all right." Zhu Shen was not picky about the bedroom, and went straight to the study to arrange the painting tools.

The light in the study room is excellent, a floor-to-ceiling window holds half of Nihu Lake through the hazy smoke and sand, the distant mountains are blue and gray, and the near water is green. Zhu Shen took a photo with his mobile phone, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Zhong Heng stood at the door, looking at Zhu Shen through a screen-like walnut wood bookshelf, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Come in." Zhu Shen smiled and said to him: "So your hometown is in Nicheng, I know why you arranged Taoyuan like that."

Zhong Heng's Adam's apple moved, but his footsteps did not move, and he said in a low voice, "That's not the reason."

"why?"

Zhong Heng didn't explain, just stood at the door and asked Zhu Shen, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat today." Zhu Shen shook his head, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was 06:30, and it was time for dinner again.

During the month that Zhu Shen stayed in Yancheng, what he feared most was the meal.Aunt Fang will do everything she can to supervise his meals.Zhu Shen couldn't refuse a woman of that age, especially when Aunt Fang was sitting on the sofa and sighing, Zhu Shen would silently walk to the dining table, blinking his eyes, "Look, I'm eating."

"No." Zhong Heng refused coldly: "You have a bad stomach."

"How do you know I have a bad stomach?" Zhu Shen tilted his head to look at him.

He went to L country to study painting when he was eight years old, and he often painted for a whole day. He didn't have time to eat, and his diet was very irregular.When he returned to China at the age of 15, he ate regularly and regularly under the supervision of Mr. Zhu, but after going abroad to relax, he began to let himself go again.

Country N was attacked by artillery shells, causing heavy casualties. Zhu Shen stayed in the hospital for a long time, and "The Ruins" was actually painted in the hospital.

Not because he was injured too, but because he had a stomach ulcer so bad that a third of his stomach had to be removed.

Zhu Shen is free, but also lonely. No one around him cares about him. In fact, no one can control him, so as time goes by, everyone gets used to it. When they really can't stand it, they persuade him to stop torturing themselves.

Only in Yancheng, would someone wipe away tears or ask him to eat with a cold face.

Seeing that Zhong Heng didn't speak, Zhu Shen turned his face towards him again: "Ask you, how do you know that I have a bad stomach?"

This time Zhong Heng walked in, walked in front of him without any explanation, grabbed his hand, and picked him up.

Zhu Shen frowned and was about to earn a living when Zhong Heng lowered his voice and said, "Come with me to eat fish."

The voice is warm and mellow, not as cold and hard as before.

Zhu Shen's heart trembled, and he looked at Zhong Heng gently.

At that moment, he suspected that Zhong Heng was speaking Nicheng dialect, otherwise, how could it be as soft as a song, the voice fell for so long, and the tone of the imperative was still lingering in his heart.

Oddly, Zhu Shen agreed.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Zhong Heng let go of his hand, leaving a touch of warmth on Zhu Shen's wrist.

The temperature of that finger lingered for a long time, and when Zhu Shen came back to his senses, Zhong Heng had already put on a long black coat.

Zhu Shen shook his wrist, feeling secretly amused, walked to the hanger, and put on his white windbreaker.