He and Bai Yueguang who have been in love for ten years

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. The corner of her clothes was stained with some paint at some point, like a bud that was about to bloom.

Cheng Yun didn't lie, she didn't even go to college, so she didn't come from a major.But she liked drawing since she was a child, and she almost learned it without a teacher.When she was young, there was a university teacher who taught oil painting next door to her house. He found that Cheng Yun was very talented, so he taught her from time to time.

Later, her parents sent her to learn painting. Throughout the training class, her learning ability and talent were the highest. The teacher praised her very much, saying that she was born to eat this bowl of food.At that time, everyone thought that Cheng Yun would definitely take the road of art, and her biggest dream was to become a painter.

It's just that no one expected that the disaster would come so suddenly.

Cheng Yun still remembers very clearly that it was a very dark night, and there was not a single star in the sky.In the evening, my parents received an urgent order, and the price was very high. After eating, they hurried out to deliver the goods, leaving only Cheng Yun at home.

She was lying on the bed, but she was very uneasy all the time, as if something bad was about to happen.The moment the phone rang, she turned over and jumped out of bed.

It was the hospital who called, saying that her parents had a car accident on the road and were in critical condition, so she was told to go there quickly.

For Cheng Yun, it was a long and endless night. She walked into the hospital in fear and anxiety, her feet were limp, and her whole body was overwhelmed by despair.

Those days were really tormented, and she spent every day in a breakdown, but she knew that she must not fall down, she had to hold on.

Cheng Yun was thinking about the past, restless, and didn't notice that her foot was empty.

She was startled.

"Be careful." Lin Jing has been paying attention to Cheng Yun since she was distracted.At this moment, he reached out and grabbed Cheng Yun, and asked her, "What are you thinking about, so engrossed in thinking?"

Cheng Yun shook her head, pulled her thoughts away from that memory, and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, I just remembered a past event."

Lin Jing said "hmm", she drooped her eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if she was seriously considering something, she asked after a while, "Have you not painted in these years?"

Cheng Yun nodded.

Lin Jing asked seriously: "Why?"

The first time she knew that Cheng Yun was good at drawing was from her father.

At that time, there were guests at home, and Cheng Yun happened to go to her mother's house.When Lin Jing passed the living room, she heard her father talking to the guests about how they met Cheng Yun.

He was about to go to the company at that time, and halfway through the car, he found someone beside him was painting a wall.The works on the wall are highly saturated in color, perfectly displaying both shape and meaning. It is extremely shocking to look at, but it is the people who are more shocking than the works.

Cheng Yun is very serious when painting, and the chaos and noise outside cannot affect her.Her long hair was pulled up casually, her temperament was refined, and she didn't notice the paint on her hands or clothes.

Lin Mu was fascinated, and it was also at that moment that he fell in love with Cheng Yun.He had never seen such a beautiful and otherworldly person.Like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, she has abandoned the smell of fireworks and is incompatible with this turbid world.

Seeing it too engrossed, Lin Mu's car turned to the side of the street and knocked down Cheng Yun's paint.

Lin Jing hated Cheng Yun very much at that time, and believed that Cheng Yun was greedy for her family's money, so she came to be her stepmother.Hearing her father's words made her loathe him even more.

She was somewhat prejudiced at the time.

Thinking about it now, Cheng Yun at that time must have been extremely beautiful, so that her father would never forget her.

After Lin Mu committed suicide by jumping off a building, Cheng Yun was busy making a living and rarely touched a paintbrush. After all, painting is very expensive. Paints, brushes, paper, etc. all cost money and are expensive.

But once in a while, Cheng Yun still finds time to draw when she is interested, and even goes out to sketch from time to time.When she was painting, Lin Jing would follow her and help her from time to time.

Painting is a test of patience, and Cheng Yun often sits there for several hours.Lin Jing is not a very patient person, but she never finds it boring to accompany Cheng Yun in painting. It is also a beautiful enjoyment for her to quietly watch him paint.

Therefore, Lin Jing didn't know what happened in the past few years after she left, why Cheng Yun suddenly stopped painting.She likes to draw so much, her eyes glow when she lifts it up, how could she say that if she doesn't draw, she won't draw.

"Actually, there is no special reason." Cheng Yun said lightly: "I have been busy with work these past few years, and I have no time to draw at all. As time goes by, I can't find the feeling, so I don't want to draw anymore."

Lin Jing didn't believe a word of her words.Cheng Yun can draw so well under such circumstances today, how could it be possible to do it by hand?This excuse was too clumsy, but she didn't expose Cheng Yun again.

The two walked along the street all the way to the river.There are a few pergolas set up by the river, and people in twos and threes sit and play cards. The venue is free, and the boss only charges tea money.

Standing by the railing and looking down, the water is clear and flowing all the way to the distance.

Cheng Yun looked down at the water surface, her face was beautiful in profile.

Lin Jing stared at her, and suddenly said: "Next Saturday, there will be an oil painting exhibition in Sioux City. It is said to be very grand. Let's go see it together."

Cheng Yun shook her head: "I'm not interested in art exhibitions anymore."

Lin Jing turned around when she heard the words, with a serious and serious tone: "You like painting so much, how could you not be interested. I don't believe that people who cried so sadly because they couldn't go to the Academy of Fine Arts will give up painting one day."

"How do you know that I cried?" Cheng Yun was taken aback, her expression flashed with surprise.Immediately afterwards, she returned to normal and corrected her: "I cried because I didn't get into the Academy of Fine Arts, not because I couldn't go."

"You can lie to Auntie about this, but you can't lie to me." Lin Jing's eyes were very gentle: "I know, you said that on purpose, because you didn't want Auntie to have a psychological burden. You are so good at painting, how could you not be admitted."

Cheng Yun was dumbfounded, her smile was bitter, but she didn't deny it.

"So I want to know, are you really not interested, or are you avoiding?" Lin Jing continued to ask without giving her a chance to breathe.

Cheng Yun opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but paused for a moment, and only sighed softly, looking at Lin Jing with helpless and sour eyes.

Lin Jing's sharp eyes suddenly retracted and softened, mixed with annoyance and distress.

She looked at Cheng Yun cautiously, then lowered her tone, and said, "This art exhibition is a rare opportunity, so just treat it as accompanying me, okay?"

Speaking of this, how could Cheng Yun refuse, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Lin Jing immediately became happy, with a deep smile that couldn't be concealed in her eyes.

Before parting, Lin Jing also wrote a phone number to Cheng Yun, saying that it was a painting material store opened by her friend, with good quality and complete categories, and she could get a discount if she mentioned her name.

Cheng Yun drove back to the community.She rented one bedroom and one living room, very close to home, across the street, so she could go back whenever she needed something.

After being transferred to Sucheng to work, she never thought about going home to live, one is to avoid her mother's urging marriage, and the other is to listen to less gossip.

After all, she is in her third year, and most of the people around her age are married and have children.Cheng Yun really didn't want to be questioned by her uncles and aunts about why she wasn't married, and she didn't want her mother to be talked about behind her back, so she simply moved out to live in peace.

Walking into the elevator, Cheng Yun pressed the button for the tenth floor.

After entering the door, she didn't rush to dial the number, but paused for a while, walked into the bedroom, and dragged out a long wooden box from under the bed.

The wooden box is not locked, and the outside has been painted with a layer of paint. It looks old, but the wood is very good.

She looked down at the wooden box, her eyes full of nostalgia.After a while, I stretched out my hand to slowly rub the surface of the wooden box, and solemnly opened the wooden box.

There are many oil paintings or watercolors in the wooden box, which are her previous works, and they are all rolled up and treasured.In addition, there are a few yellowed professional art books and a few paintbrushes that she is used to.

Turning over the wooden box, the past also came to mind.

Cheng Yun picked up a thin paintbrush, her hands trembling slightly with excitement.

Lin Jing was right, she liked painting so much, how could she give up.Even if all the memories are hidden, once touched, the sense of familiarity will come back immediately, igniting her blood and making her silent heart beat.

Cheng Yun squatted on the ground, in front of him was the unfolded canvas of rain and dew, and the works on the canvas were vivid and exquisite.The wind swayed in from the slightly open window, gently stroking the ends of her hair.

She stood up, took out the phone number from her pocket, and dialed it without much hesitation.

Yinyin Flower House is located on the bustling main road. The decoration is fresh and romantic. The inside and outside of the flower house are full of blooming flowers, with a strong fragrance. Because the arrangement is good, it is not messy at all.

When Cheng Yun entered, Liu Yinyin was wearing work clothes and was busy introducing flowers to the guests.

There are many types of flowers, and each type of flower language is different, representing different meanings.

In the corner of Huashe, Rong Rong sat there obediently, reading a flip book seriously, seeing Cheng Yun immediately jumped up happily, and stopped reading the book, ran over and hugged Cheng Yun's thigh, looked up at her with a small head and smiled, With a soft and waxy voice, she said sweetly: "Godmother, you are finally here, I miss you so much."

Liu Yinyin turned her head when she heard the voice, and greeted Cheng Yun with a smile.

Cheng Yun smiled and motioned for her to greet the guests first.Then he lowered his head and stroked Rongrong's soft hair, and said with a smile: "The godmother also misses Rongrong very much."

Rong Rong covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes shy.The godmother is beautiful, besides her parents, her favorite is her godmother.

Rong Rong is young, but she is also a face control.

The weather is fine today, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Seeing that Liu Yinyin would be busy for a while, Cheng Yun said to her, "I'll take Rongrong to play first."

Liang Baichuan's office was busy and he couldn't leave, and Liu Yinyin's store was also busy, so every time Cheng Yun came over, he would take Rong Rong out to play first, and then chat with Liu Yinyin after she got off work.

Liu Yinyin nodded her head and said good-bye, then she said to Rong Rong: "When you go out to play, you should obediently listen to your godmother, you know?"

"En." Rong Rong nodded obediently.

She wore two braids and a rabbit hairpin given by Cheng Yun. She had a chubby face and dimples when she smiled. She looked very cute.

Cheng Yun took her small and soft hand and set off to a nearby park.

When I walked to the entrance of the park, I ran into an acquaintance.

Zhao Xianhui was a few years older than Cheng Yun. He was wearing a light gray shirt and black trousers.He is also holding a little boy with his left hand, white and tender, about the same age as Rongrong, looking at Rongrong curiously.

Cheng Yun was stunned for a moment, and took the lead in saying hello, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Zhao Xianhui looked at Cheng Yun, then at Rong Rong, he probably didn't expect to meet her here, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise and nostalgia, he asked with a smile, "Let's go together?"