Today's Shura field is also very lively

The word regular customer may sound like Yan Huan is a frequent customer of the flower shop to others, but only Chen Xi and Yan Huan know what this regular customer means.

As for the reconsideration of Chen Qi's sentence, when it drilled into Yan Huan's mind, it was no less than a thunderbolt, which split people's souls into confusion.

It was as if a ray of light fell from a gap in the deep ruins of the deep sea, whispering to Yan Huan silently, that they still had a chance.

As long as he, Yan Huan, obediently went abroad for treatment, then he and his little painter would still have a chance to start over.

They will have the opportunity to be true lovers in this life.

Yan Huan, who was in the wheelchair, curled up and trembled imperceptibly with his fingertips resting on the armrest of the wheelchair. With just a few bland words, an intoxicating picture comparable to a mirage was outlined in front of him.

Yan Huan closed her eyes slightly, her Adam's apple moved, and her breath gradually sank.

Liang Zhi in front of him anxiously waited for the answer from the man in front of him, he was cautious but did not dare to disturb the man, so he could only stare closely at the man who seemed obviously shaken.

After a while, Yan Huan slowly opened his eyes. There was no emotion in his pitch-black eyes. His eyes stayed in mid-air, and he seemed a little dazed.

Even a little lonely sad.

Liang Zhi's gaze paused, as if he was stunned.He looked at Yan Huan hesitantly. He had been with Yan Huan for so many years, and he had never seen Yan Huan look like this.

The man who had taken over the Yan family since he was young, with tough methods and merciless methods, now looked a little lonely, with his eyes slightly closed.

Yan Huan lowered her eyes and said softly: "Since he wants me to leave so much, then I'll leave."

Liang Zhi became excited, he suppressed his emotions, and said with a trembling voice: "Okay, I will arrange for you to connect with experts over there immediately, and it will definitely not take too long."

After all, Liang Zhi took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Chen, don't worry..."

Yan Huan leaned slightly on the quilt of the hospital bed, and said calmly: "Tell him, I have one last condition."

He raised his head, with a few strands of forehead hair hanging down from his brow bone, his bland lips curled up and he said, "Tell him, he will agree."

Chen Qi did not hesitate to throw this bait to face him, presumably because he was determined to let him go abroad.

Yan Huan only thought about the previous incident a few times, and she could guess that letting him go abroad must be important to Chen Qi.

Yan Huan tilted her head, said a few words to the oil painting standing in front of the French window in the hospital bed, Liang Zhi stood respectfully by the window, and remembered it.

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In the flower shop, Liang Zhi treated Chen Qi in front of the front desk sincerely. After talking about the situation, Chen Qi was a little wary. When he heard that Yan Huan had one last condition, he hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his eyes and asked: " What condition did he say?"

Chen Qi had originally planned to finish the remaining 50.00% of Qin Heng's strategy with peace of mind, but he didn't expect the system to suddenly inform him a few days ago that the collapse rate of this world had reached 80.00%, and the higher-ups had already started to repair the world.

The bug appeared on Yan Huan, and Chen Xi and the others were correct in reporting Yan Huan's anomaly at the beginning.

In this reset world, Yan Huan shouldn't have the memories of her previous life at all, and Yan Huan who has the memories of her previous life is the main source of the world's collapse.

The higher-ups decided to repair this world. The repair method is to process Yan Huan's memory when he is far away from Chen Qi abroad, so that Yan Huan can return to normal, and let the system inform him to assist in the repair.

Although Chen Qi didn't know why his superiors asked him to assist in the repair, but in order to complete the task, he still seriously thought of a way to carry it out.

After the maintenance is over, everything will return to normal, and Yan Huan will go on the plot path he should go, instead of being tortured for a lifetime because of accidental memories of his previous life.

This is the best choice for him and Yan Huan.

Liang Zhi looked at the young man in front of him, and seemed to be considering his tone. During the few seconds of deliberation, Chen Qi stood at the front desk, pursed his lips, and subconsciously grabbed the rag in his hand.

He silently thought about what kind of request Yan Huan would make, would it make him break up with Qin Heng?

Or just force him to stay by his side like in the previous life?

After thinking for a few seconds, Liang Zhi in front of him smiled at Chen Qi in front of him and said, "Mr. Chen, Boss Yan hopes that you can participate in an art exhibition in the near future."

Speaking of this, Liang Zhi paused and said, "Boss Yan said, I'm very sorry that I couldn't accompany you there before."

"He said that he also knows that he is no longer qualified to accompany you, but he still hopes that you can go there once."

"That's Mr. Yan's only request."

Chen Qi suddenly let go of the rag in his hand, hesitantly said: "That's it?"

Liang Zhi nodded with certainty, and reported the location of the art exhibition and the painters whose works were mainly exhibited.

Chen Qi was stunned. He listened to the painters and works reported by Liang Zhi, which almost repeated 90.00% of the art exhibition he begged Yan Huan to accompany him on his birthday in his previous life.

It's as if someone copied it bit by bit according to the previous life.

Chen Qi didn't speak, he wrapped the bouquet of flowers in his hands, and after a few breaths, he said lightly: "Okay."

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On the day of the art exhibition, Chen Qi walked into the art exhibition with a messenger bag and tickets.

There were not many people in the art exhibition. He looked up and saw that they were walking in the corridor of the art exhibition in twos and threes.

What Chen Xi didn't know was that from his first step into the art exhibition, all the employees and people present in the entire art exhibition were all in high spirits.

Chen Qi, who was carrying a messenger bag and wearing a T-shirt, stopped in front of a painting in the first half of the corridor, and looked up at the painting in front of him seriously.

Not far from him, a pair of men and women who looked like lovers also stopped in front of the painting. The woman was wearing a long skirt, raised her hand away from her ear, and whispered something to the boy next to her. The boy bowed his head and quickly sent a message on his phone.

"The person has arrived in Area A, please pay attention to the personnel in Area B."

After the boy finished sending, he put down his phone as if nothing had happened.

Not far away was a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, who looked like a university teacher. The man slid his cell phone to read the news, put it in his pocket, and inadvertently stared at the black-haired young man carrying a messenger bag from the corner of his eye.

When the young man approached the painting in front of him, the man with glasses smiled politely at him, as if he casually said a few words about the painting, and his opinion was bloody, which made Chen Qi slightly pleasantly surprised and happy. Talked to the man for a while.

Afterwards, in the next art exhibition, Chen Xi had a very pleasant stroll. The people he met had a good understanding of this art exhibition. He even stopped behind a couple with a strong artistic atmosphere and listened curiously to what they said about the painting in front of him. read.

And the entire crowd of art exhibitors are all moving around Chen Xi, they are not real guests, they are all hired part-time jobs.

On the surface, this art exhibition is open to the public, but in fact all the tickets purchased have been booked. It is a private art exhibition sponsored by the Yan family.

Throughout the exhibition, the real object of display is only one person from beginning to end.

This is an exhibition for one person.

But that person will never know.

Chen Qi walked to the center of the main hall of the art exhibition, and few people were surprised. He stood in front of an oil painting that he liked very much in his previous life, took out his shorthand notebook, and was about to write down some inspiration seriously when he heard a lame sentence Chinese: "Do you like it very much?"

Chen Qi turned his head, but froze in place. He was stunned for a full 2 ​​minutes before blurting out: "You...you..."

The man in front of him was about 40 or so, with blond hair tied back and a beard. There was a small earphone-like thing hanging from his ear. At this time, the man was looking at Chen Qi with a smile.

Impressively, it is Gao Ji, the author of the oil painting in front of him, an art idol that Chen Qi has revered since his previous life. Whether it is painting style or other things, Chen Qi is deeply influenced by him.

Chen Qi was a little excited, he seemed to be incoherent, and changed his English in a stuttering way: "You, what, are you here?"

Gao Ji smiled a little unfathomably, did not speak, and smiled for a while before saying: "Because my God told me that I will meet the best soul here."

Chen Qi grabbed the sketch paper for a moment, but saw the revered idol in front of him kindly ask him: "How do you understand this painting?"

Chen Qi straightened his back subconsciously, and said with a little nervous reverence: "My understanding is..."

At the other end of the monitoring room, Yan Huan, who was wearing a headset, quietly watched Chen Xi in the monitoring room nervously and excitedly expressing his opinions to Gao Ji in front of him, and laughed unconsciously.

The young man looked the best when he smiled like this, the joy and joy in his eyes seemed to be like a glass full of water, shaking as if it was about to overflow, and shining brightly into his heart.

Yan Huan pressed the headset, and emphasized in English to Gao Ji who was also wearing the headset: "Praise him, praise him to death."

Gao Ji's smile remained unchanged, he put his hands behind his back, and listened to the order from the big employer in the headset, and after the young man in front of him finished speaking, he was pleasantly surprised: "God, God, I didn't expect that I could be here. Meeting someone so connected to my soul..."

Chen Xi hugged the sketchbook tightly, and the strong praise from the idol made him a little dizzy. He seemed a little unbelievable that his idol suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was full of admiration for his insights.

Gao Ji breathed a sigh of relief while looking at the young man in front of him with surprise in his eyes.

God knows how he felt when he was suddenly invited here with a large sum of money not long ago!The big employer on the other end of his headset seemed to be crazy, and the various attractive conditions offered were enough to make Gao Ji willing to obey the orders of the big employer.

The big employer was also very strange. He could see that the employer was not interested in painting, and he could even be said to have no talent, but he still paid a lot of money to ask him to guide him to draw a painting.

Not only that, but also let him play a scene with a headset.

Gao Ji, who is in his 40s, has helplessness in his eyes. He listened to the man on the other end of the headset and said with a little disgust: "Keep boasting."

As far as boasting was not what he would, Yan Huan pressed the headset, wishing she could go on stage in person.

Gao Ji could only continue to praise the young man in front of him with an unpredictable smile, he dared to swear!Even the little sweetheart who chased after the neighbor's house when he was young didn't say so many nasty words of praise!

The more Chen Qi listened, the more panicked he became, he could only bow and stutter in English: "No, no, you are my idol..."

Gauss heard the man yelling stop on the other end of the headset, and then stopped praising with a stiff smile. If he continued to praise, the young man in front of him would probably become his idol!

Yan Huan looked at the headset and said seriously: "And his painting, let me tell you, his line drawing is very, very beautiful, and no one else can draw it so beautifully."

"The colors are also very beautiful. I don't think the colors painted by others are as good as his."

"Why don't you boast to the point?"

"You have to remember what I said later, and praise again."

Gao Ji: "..."

Half an hour later, Chen Qi watched his idol leave in a daze. The young man with a crossbody bag was holding his sketchbook. The flush on his face had not faded from the excitement. The system hesitated and said, "Why do I feel that senior is walking a little bit?"

The system also said in a daze, "No, I don't know."

Chen Qi thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, but he looked down at the signature on the sketchbook and said excitedly, "I feel like I'm dreaming!"

Gao Ji who left on the other end took off his headset, and to the assistant who hurried forward, he said in English with blank eyes: "I also feel like I am dreaming."

It's terrible, he never knew that straight lines can also boast flowers in big employers!

When Chen Qi wandered to the end of the gallery, he accidentally found a remote corner. He walked in slowly, only to find that there was a small exhibition hall in the remote place where the paintings were placed.

The light in the small exhibition hall is soft and bright, and only two paintings are placed.

As soon as Chen Qi raised his head, he froze in place. The painting, with gentle and delicate brushstrokes, was carefully preserved and stood quietly under the light.

It's the one he drew when he was in the hospital.

Put together with that painting is an oil painting with slightly scribbled and rough brush strokes, and it can be seen that the painter is not of high level. waves.

Chen Qi stared at it slightly, and saw that the name under the slightly scribbled oil painting was carefully written stroke by stroke with a pen.

The name of that painting is Day Moon.

This remote and unknown small exhibition hall has not given any hints to anyone.If this small exhibition hall is not discovered by the only audience of this art exhibition, then it will continue to carry something quietly in this small exhibition hall.

It does not have any mission, the only meaning of existence is that the two paintings can be placed together quietly, that is enough.

At this moment, a few text messages popped up on Chen Xi's mobile phone with slightly fixed eyes. He lowered his head and took out the mobile phone, and found that it was a message from Liang Zhi. The main idea was to thank him for agreeing to Mr. Yan's last request. Now Mr. Yan has boarded the plane.

In the monitoring room of the art exhibition, Yan Huan on the wheelchair slowly took off the headset, and lazily said to Liang Zhi behind him, "Did Chen Qi return?"

Liang Zhi just shook his head silently.

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