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"Just stop here and wait."

After Rong Jun finished speaking to the truck driver, he jumped out of the car, glanced at the wrapped two-meter-high oil painting on the car, then turned around and pressed the doorbell of the well-formed black iron door in front of him.

He looked into the yard of the villa. This beautiful lake-view villa is very close to the water feature. There are wooden boardwalks. The morning mist flows from the lake to the garden planted with evergreen trees. It is wrapped in a white modernist-style two-storey villa. , like a fairyland.

It is said that Yan will come here once or twice a week. He usually lives in an apartment near the company, and Rong Jun often goes to that place.

But Yan Jiang never mentioned this place to him, and Rong Jun bribed Jiang Xiaolu to get the address here.

As far as he knew, Liang Xi didn't know about this villa, only General Yan would come by himself. .

This aroused Rong Jun's curiosity to pry.

There must be a story behind a man buying a beautiful villa with a lot of money, but not for showing off.

He was impatient to go in to find out what happened, he kept ringing the doorbell, 5 minutes later a middle-aged man came to the iron gate and asked him

"What's your business?"

Rong Jun pointed to the truck behind him and said

"I'm from the gallery, and I'm sending paintings to Mr. Yan."

"Painting? President Yan never told me, I can't let you in."

Rong Jun is impatient

"He definitely let me in, I'll call him."

He took out his phone and dialed Yan Jiang's number, and Yan Jiang's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey"

"I will send you paintings, but your people won't let me in"

"What painting, where are you?" asked the other end of the phone

"New Year's gift, I'm here at your villa, for nothing, by the lake."

"How did you know there?"

Rong Junwan'er smiled, avoided the question and said

"Anyway, I'm here, and it took hundreds of dollars to find a truck to transport the paintings. If you don't let me in, the paintings will not be able to move back. Please, I have been painting for two months."

There was silence on the phone for a while

"You hand over the phone,"

Rong Jun won, like a proud cat, he immediately handed the phone to the doorman.

A few minutes later, the man opened the door for Rong Jun to enter the villa.

"Don't touch anything in the house, he will be angry if you do."

Rong Jun took it as a deaf ear, since he came, he had to see clearly.

He is not afraid to compete with others for the general's love, but at least he has to see his opponent clearly to have a chance of winning.

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Rong Jun and Yan will meet two years ago.

That day Yan will be taken by friends to the gallery where Rong Jun's works are stored.

He was also a personable multi-gold entrepreneur who came with him, but Rong Jun only noticed him.

Rong Jun unscrupulously followed him and looked at him. This man is so handsome that people have the urge to take pictures. Let alone an artist, he is also unavoidable when facing primitive instincts.

He walked into the gallery with a very calm expression, as if he was convinced that there is no art in this world that can arouse his emotions,

He was still a little impatient, and didn't even want to give a perfunctory smile.

While everyone else is walking around the gallery, talking about doctrines, genres, and auction house prices for their own collections.He has been silent.

Rong Jun decided to be a bad boy and provoke this silent and handsome man.

When he stopped, Rong Jun walked behind him and said

"This one is called 'Recovery.' Do you like it?"

He looked back at Rong Jun for the first time, his eyes swept over him calmly.

"A piece of red, what's the point?" he asked

"You can have it, or you can not. You can listen to what I say in my heart, or you can follow your own feelings, just experience it."

He still didn't smile, looked at the oil painting and said

"Color is exciting,"

"Stimulation is also a kind of revival, visually, at least not numbness, but what I want to express is the revival of the soul. Red, blood, passion, the image of inner emotional rebirth."

After hearing this, he smiled lightly, turned around and left with the others without saying anything more.

Rong Jun knew that he had a cold attitude and had no intention of seducing anyone, but he couldn't prevent others from being seduced by him.

A day later he had his secretary send a check to the gallery, and he bought the "Recovery."

That was their beginning, Rong Jun went to his house for the first time with the excuse of sending paintings.

Afterwards, Rong Jun completely rejected the men who offered him favors, and devoted all his emotions to capture Yan Jiang.

He got the person he wanted, but there was always a feeling that Yan Jiang's feelings had been emptied.

It's not that there is no, but it has been taken away.

Yan Jiang has always been lukewarm towards him, and always lacks some passion. Only when they hug each other, he has a little living feeling, but it is just a simple desire.

Perhaps, this is the secret that Yan will hide.

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The interior of the villa is not as luxurious as Rong Jun imagined. It is neat, empty and clean, far less vibrant than the scenery outside the window.

A large sofa was placed next to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, and an old ceramic cup and an ordinary ashtray were placed on the black stone coffee table, but there was nothing else.

Rong Jun felt that the living room was empty like a gallery without an exhibition. He chose a white wall facing the floor-to-ceiling windows to place his oil painting, which was wrapped in cloth.

After placing the paintings, he began to search quietly in every room.

Except for the study and bedroom, everything is empty here.

Rong Jun walked into the bedroom, the curtains of the bedroom were half drawn, there was only one bed, one single sofa, and two doors

One door leads to the outside, and the other door leads to the inside, probably the dressing room.

Rong Jun curiously opened the walnut-colored door leading to the inside.

Then he saw a lot of neatly stacked boxes and paper bags. These bags of different sizes and seemingly bought at different times made this dressing room the fullest in the entire villa.

Rong Jun hesitated for a while, and decided to secretly open a very new box at his feet. He was very careful, trying his best to restore the box after he peeked at it.

Inside was a suit, Rong Jun thought to himself, could it be a gift from Liang Xi?

But this is not Yan Jiang's size, nor is it the color and style that Yan Jiang often wears.

He disassembled another one, a men's watch.

This watch is exactly the same as the one that Yan Jiang brought himself, it is impossible for Liang Xi not to know the style of his watch, let alone give him two watches that are exactly the same.

What exactly are these things?

Ties, pens, even chocolates and red wine.

Rong Jun wanted to unpack all the boxes, but found that there was nothing left to do.

These are not like those given to Yan Jiang by others, but more like those that Yan Jiang is going to give to someone.

Each box is carefully packaged,

Rong Jun was finally tired, he stood up and walked restlessly in the locker room.

Suddenly, he found the only unusual set of clothes on the hanger.

All of the suits were left bare, only that one had a dust cover.

Rong Jun walked over to take off the suit,

Light gray suit, very old style, poor workmanship, it is absolutely impossible for Jiang to wear it.

A silver badge was pinned to the right collar of the suit, which was Yan Jiang's university badge.

Same size 40, same as those clothes in the gift box.

He touched the pocket of his suit and took out a piece of ID from the pocket.

Rong Jun froze the moment he saw it clearly.

A gentle face with glasses, handsome and young.

The owner's name is clearly printed on one side of the photo.

School of Economics and Management, teacher - Li Ai.

Rong Jun looked at the certificate, and then looked back at the pile of gifts.

He finally understood.

This place, and these presents, were originally meant to commemorate that person.

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