Dumb painter giants grudge

"Who?" He Shishen asked.

"You'll know when it arrives."

The two returned to the office side by side. As soon as they entered the door, He Shishen saw the person sitting next to He Gong——He Yibai.

"Yibai? Why are you back?" He Shishen's face turned happy.

Although He Yibai is He Shishen's biological younger brother, but the two brothers get together less often and leave more. These years, He Yibai has been studying abroad again, and they rarely see each other.

"Graduated, dad said your company is busy, let me come back and see if I can help you." He Yibai smiled faintly.

He Shishen took a few glances at He Yibai. Although they were brothers, although the two looked alike, their personalities were completely opposite.

He Yibai's whole person is gentle, gentle and warm.

"That's good, everyone misses you." He Jiutang stood aside and said.

"Yeah." He Yibai said with his face propped up.

Afterwards, a few people took Mr. He around the company, and called other members of the He family to have dinner at a hotel, to cleanse He Yibai up. The day passed so quickly.

After dinner, Father He and Mother strongly urged the two brothers to go back to live with them, and He Shishen agreed in a rare way.

He Yibai sat in the passenger seat of He Shishen, the two brothers chatted about some things, and finally He Yibai asked what he wanted to ask: "Brother, at the dinner table today, I heard from them that you and... a man Together?"

"Hmm..." He Shishen said lightly.

"What about others?" Although He Yibai wanted to know very much, his tone was still very calm.

He Shishen tried his best to avoid talking about Wen Rang today, "At his house."

"Aren't you living together? Mom said, you're getting married soon." He Yibai said with his chin in his hands.

He Shishen's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect that what he once thought to be so certain was now so ethereal.

"I separated from him."

"Oh why."

"There was a quarrel, and he left."

The light from outside the car shone in and reflected on He Shishen's side face. The white light made him feel cold.

"Aren't you looking for him? Is it okay to make up?" He Yibai asked while looking ahead.

"I found it, but he doesn't want to."

"Then why don't you..."

"No change."

"I see."

In fact, what He Yibai wanted to say was to tell him to find another way to find the other party, and when he heard what the other party said, he also silently shut up.

……

Before going to bed at night, He Shishen used his mobile phone to call Wen Rang again, but he was still blocked and did not get through.

When he was annoyed, he thought of something and went to borrow He Yibai's cell phone.

Wen Rang woke up in the afternoon. When I woke up, my energy was much better, and the fever was gone. It's just that I felt a little backache after sleeping for a long time.

After recovering from his illness, his mind became much clearer. He got out of bed and left the room, expecting someone to be in the kitchen.

But no, the figure of someone in the kitchen seems to have become a thing of the previous life.

He didn't remember what happened after he fell asleep, and he didn't remember when the other party left.

Wen Rang stared blankly at the kitchen, feeling a little empty in his heart.

After exiting, I realized that there was something on the coffee table.

Looking at it in the past, it is just a piece of paper, to be precise, it is a note. Although the handwriting is not very familiar, Wen Rang can also recognize He Shishen's handwriting.

[Sorry, I have to leave first, but I miss you very much, it doesn't matter if you mind or not, I will come again until you agree to our reconciliation. 】

The handwriting was very neat, but it could be seen that the other party was in a hurry. Wen Rang twisted the paper and looked at it for a while, and finally pressed it under the sofa cushion.

Even though the other party did this, Wen Rang seemed quite indifferent. He seemed to have decided on one thing—he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

But also because the long-term peaceful life was broken, Wen Rang felt a little messy all day today.

Nested on the sofa to read a book but can't read it anymore, and can't write a canvas after setting up the canvas.

After finally staying up until dark and going to bed, I received a call from an unfamiliar number.

Wen Rang hesitated for a moment, and clicked to answer.

"Hey, it's me, don't hang up the phone yet!"

Wen Rang almost pressed the hang up button when he heard He Shishen's familiar voice.

"I, I have something to say, don't hang up the phone."

After two seconds of silence, He Shishen acquiesced that the other party would not hang up the phone.

"I have something to do today, I can't get away, so I left, are you angry?"

Wen Rang habitually scolded the other party for being a fool.

"Do you feel better physically? I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

All that came was a silent response.

"Wen Rang, whether you can hear it or not, I have to say, I want to make peace with you."

"I'm sorry, what I did before..."

Before finishing this sentence, Wen Rang hung up the phone directly. Not long after, the other party called again, and he simply turned off the phone.

He couldn't listen to such "hypocritical" words. Thinking about how he had been coaxed and taken down by the other party step by step these days, it was really wrong to think so. Is it irresponsible if you take it seriously?

He Shishen angrily threw the phone to He Yibai, and then went back to his room to sleep. He Yibai was thoughtful, planning to do something.

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When Jiang Lele called Song Li, Song Li was standing in front of a wall in his bedroom, admiring the two paintings on the wall - "Green Lake" and "Ling Zhi Xing".

At that time in the auction field, Song Li only felt a little affinity with these two paintings, until he stood on the corridor on the second floor of the auction field and saw Wen Rang on the first floor.

Before this, Song Li had already made all kinds of preparations for the reunion, but unexpectedly, he saw each other here first.Then, after a little investigation, I found out the purpose of Wen Rang's visit.

After that, it was to compete with Zhang Boping for these two paintings.I wanted to meet Wen Rang at that time, but I still felt it was too abrupt.

"What's the matter?" Song Li left the wall and sat on the head of the bed.

Jiang Lele was probably outside, and the sound of a car horn came from the phone, "Song Li, are you fucking playing with me?!"

"What are you doing, why don't you try to please your Brother Han at night, why not call and scold me." Song Li turned on the speakerphone and put the phone aside.

"Han Shuo looked at my cell phone, and he found out that we have a relationship."

"Really, and then."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lele's loud scolding sound came from the phone: "You and Han Shuo knew each other, right? Are you two playing with me? Why do you want me to go to such great lengths to crawl into his bed?"

Song Li answered him unhurriedly: "When did I tell you that I don't know Han Shuo anymore?"

"you!"

"Calm down, even if I know him, it won't affect our plan, right?" Song Li lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

The wind on the phone stopped, "I broke up with Han Shuoti."

"why."

"Because I was afraid that I would run away with Han Shuo before I got He Shishen."