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Zhu Shen's face turned pale from the pain, and he hissed, but he didn't care about this much. He stretched out his hand and dragged the trolley case that fell on the ground like him to his front, his heart beating wildly.

I don't know if it was because the palms of my hands were scratched or because I was nervous, but Zhu Shen's hand that dialed the password trembled a little.

Inexplicably, I felt a timid feeling of being close to my hometown.

With a "click", the password of the box was unlocked. Zhu took a deep breath and opened the box.

He made a swallowing motion, and at this moment, everything seemed to freeze.

Time froze, memories froze, and even the bone-piercing wound on the leg froze.

Carefully picked up the clothes piled on the top layer, carefully searched every corner, but couldn't find the box alone.

Zhu Shen frowned, and searched carefully again, but still couldn't find the box.

After the most painful burst of pain, Zhu Shen's heart gradually became numb.

I poured out all the things in one go, and searched like crazy, but why couldn't I find the box?

——What did he lose?

Distraughtly throwing away a long-sleeved jacket, Zhu Shen suddenly froze.Most of the clothes in this box were spring and autumn clothes, but he vaguely remembered that what he packed into the box were summer clothes.

——So this box is not the one from back then?

For a moment, Zhu Shen didn't know whether to be angry or grateful.

But where is that box?

In an instant, the pain in his body hit him like a flood. Zhu Shen stared blankly at the dim chandelier, feeling depressed.

No one can help him.

The mobile phone on the ground, the screen was torn to pieces, but luckily it still works. It is time to call Xiaoyan or Wu Xu and tell them to come and rescue them, but they dial Zhong Heng's number uncontrollably.

It was only a second before the call was connected that Zhu Shen realized that he had made a wrong call. He wanted to hang up, but it was too late.

The phone was connected by Zhong Heng: "Hello?"

At this time... it should be midnight in China?

Zhu Shen couldn't tell if there was sleepiness hidden in his voice.

He was so nervous that he almost took the phone out of his hand, and the scratched part of his palm was burning with pain.

There was no response from Zhu Shen for a long time, and he asked again: "Hello? Xiaoshi?"

Zhu Shen hoarsely said: "It's me."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Heng asked him, "What happened?"

"It's okay." Zhu Shen held his bleeding knee and said in a low voice, "Zhong Heng, I've finished my candy..."

Before he finished speaking, he hastily covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

What is he talking about...

Fortunately, the voice was too low, Zhong Heng didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked uncertainly, "What?"

"nothing!"

"I typed wrongly!"

"I'm hanging up!"

After speaking, without stopping for a second, Zhu Shen quickly terminated this ridiculous and ridiculous phone call.

He tapped his head with his knuckles, what the hell were he doing?Gritting his teeth, he stood up while leaning on the corner of the table. When he saw the diary on the table, his heart sank. After thinking about it, he still picked it up in his arms. Then, leaning on the wall, he walked towards the door step by step. .

When we came out, it was already dark.

The car lights on the long road cast toward him from far and near, Zhu Shen raised his hand to cover his eyes, but the car stopped in front of him.

Wu Xu got out of the car with a look of surprise: "Zhu Shen?"

Passing by Tiantang Lake, I bought a dinner for Zhu Shen, but I didn't expect this person to make me so embarrassed.

Zhu Shen put his hand down and squinted at him.

"You are—" Wu Xu approached, looked him up and down, and said, "Oh! How did you get hurt? What's wrong?"

"I can't find my box." Zhu Shen muffled.

"Ah?" Wu Xu looked at the wound on his leg worriedly, and stepped forward to support him, "It's just a box, let's go, go to the hospital."

Zhu Shen looked at Wu Xu with red eyes.

"It's not just a box."

"But I lost it."

Wu Xu had never seen such a lost Zhu Shen, and he couldn't help thinking, what kind of a box is that?

Fortunately, Zhu Shen's leg was not seriously injured, but it can hurt his muscles and bones for a hundred days, so he needs to rest well.

The temperature gradually rose, but at night there was an extremely cool wind, so Zhu Shen asked Wu Xu to set up his easel in the woods of the white house, which can be regarded as the painter's retreat.

Wu Xu really had nothing to do, so he made an agreement with him not to allow him to stand for more than two hours, and then he set up the easel.

There are occasional cicadas singing in the forest, making the whole night noisy.

But not annoying.

Only in this season, the white house is no longer as dead and silent as before, and it is barely alive.Looking up, the black clouds floating on the blue curtain gradually receded, and the Milky Way clearly appeared in front of people's eyes.As the wind blows, thousands of stars twinkle, like light butterflies fluttering on the curtain, Zhu Shen slightly gestures with his fingers to frame the scene, and then begins to calm down to describe the night.

He was wearing a white robe, the long belt was tied loosely and casually, and when the breeze with the fragrance of flowers blew, the white robe was flamboyant.

There is a support frame by his side, and when he is tired from painting, he sits on a chair to rest.

No one urged him to paint this painting, but he always felt that the good scene could not be kept, and he had to paint it quickly for others to see.

—For whom?

Zhu Shen frowned and didn't want to think about it anymore.

The butterfly shadows in the sky are bright and dark, but Zhu Shen's eyes are always bright and firm, and his brushwork seems to be much gentler than before.Like the fingertips of a lover, stroking the face of the canvas tenderly.

Zhu Shen used to paint the night with twinkling stars, but at that time, his heart and eyes were full of thin beams.

The boy's love is hot and unreserved. After a period of massive unrequited love, he was hurt and thought that he would never be able to recover.

So he began to build high walls, trying to isolate himself.He didn't want to smile like he used to, and he didn't want to pour out his unreserved love to anyone.

This is not difficult, after all, his heart defense is too high, hard and hard, no one can get in.

——However, someone walked in without saying a word, without spending a single soldier, which really puzzled him.

Zhu Shen raised his head and stared at the sky, his hands kept moving, while thinking, while superimposing new colors on the canvas.

I don't know whose eyes the vast sky is more like. In Zhu Shen's eyes, all the colors are vivid with the stars, and they seem to have meaning.

Looking up, meteors streaked across the sky.

Can't help but think, if only I could see him.

If I could see him...

He lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, how could he see him.

He should be accompanying Cheng Zhanmei to follow up on that project right now. The project is too big and involves a lot of things, and it can even shake the entire Zhong family's cards. Where does he have the time to come here?

He should be relieved that the two agreed to marry and went abroad by themselves.

But if I can see him...

I wish deep.Stop thinking about it.

he warned himself.

The moonlight like broken gold sprinkled in the forest, and the mist like silver gauze condensed the sky and the earth into a silent net, capturing each delicate and secret dream, the cicadas kept singing, and the wind gusts.When Zhu Shen raised his head again, he saw Zhong Heng walking towards him from the fog.

His paintbrush froze in the air for half a second, and fell out of his fingers involuntarily.

The cool wind blew out some of the dryness of early summer, Zhu Shen stared intently at the person coming, licked his lips, feeling a little thirsty for no reason.

But the thirst seemed to spread from the bottom of his heart to his mouth, and when he opened his lips, his voice was already hoarse.

"Zhong Heng."

The person with black hair, black clothes and black leather shoes knocked through the silver veil-like mist net silently, under the starlight, pursed his thin lips, stared at him without saying a word, and walked towards him.

When he settled in front of Zhu Shen, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but his name was called.

With a soft "Xiao Shi", Zhu Shen thought he was hallucinating.

Zhong Heng said, "I'll deliver the candy."

He looked like he didn't have a good rest, and he didn't know how much time he had squeezed out of his rest time before he traveled a long distance to find him.

But just for candy?

Zhong Heng spread out his palm, and it was a box of peach-flavored bubble gum.

Zhu Shen opened the box, peeled off one, put the candy in his mouth, and asked him, "Just one box?"

Zhong Heng bent down and picked up the painting brush that fell from Zhu Shen's hand, stroked it lovingly, and handed it back to him.

"Just one box, ask me for it after eating."

Zhu Shen blew out a bubble: "Stingy."

The eyelashes are moist, and the mouth can't stop laughing.

The author has something to say: The news that Mr. Zhong has suddenly rounded up all the peach candies in Yancheng spread like wildfire, and everyone speculates whether Mr. Zhong will make a big move next, whether he will reach out to the candy industry.

Insiders, Zhuoer alumni, Xiao Li and Xiao Chi revealed to the media that Zhu Shen actually likes peach-flavored candies the most.

Everyone couldn't believe it: So this candy is really just sugar? ! ! !

Who would have thought that Heng Heng, who was sitting on a mountain of sugar, would only pick and search for a deep box. _(:з」∠)_

Let’s talk about whether it’s sweet or not today~