summer sun

They sat in a corner of the gallery, and he leaned back in his chair, playing with his sunglasses, looking at her.

A little reserved, in fact she felt a little nervous, but it's not normal for anyone to be with a strange man in the middle of the night.However, her nervousness was not because of this. For some reason, he always gave her a sense of familiarity. The reason for her nervousness was that she didn't know how to speak. "Well, do you want some water?" Before he could answer, she immediately got up to pour water.

He didn't say anything to stop him, the fatigue from the concert seemed to hit his upper body at this time, and his dizzy mind was not suitable for thinking.A woman who had disappeared for more than a year met in the middle of the night, and she was still a woman he loved. He pressed his forehead, trying to cheer up.

A cup of warm grapefruit tea was placed in front of him.pomelo tea?He raised his eyebrows, it seems that this has not changed, he likes grapefruit tea as always.

She was a little embarrassed, shrank her head, "Sorry, I only have this here!"

For a while, a period of silence hovered between them, and no one spoke.She took a sip of grapefruit tea, looked at the man in front of her, and remembered the portraits in her studio. Although she couldn't remember the appearance of that man, she was so similar to the man in front of her.His gaze turned to his arm, but unfortunately it was blocked by his coat.

He allowed her to observe, and at the same time looked at her.Seeing her gaze turn to his arm, she understood, but she didn't move. "Tell me, what happened to the car accident?" He broke the calm.

"Well, actually, I don't have any impression about the car accident. I only know that because of the car accident, I was in a coma for more than half a year. After waking up, I don't remember what happened in 2012. Although O'Neill told me some things later, But there is nothing from June to August. I have always felt that I have forgotten something important." Looking at the painting he has been looking at since just now, the pair of "Love" hanging in the middle of the gallery, " For some reason, when I saw you just now, I always had a feeling telling me that the answer lies with you."

"What date did the accident happen?"

"I was admitted to the hospital on July 7."

July 7th. . .The phone in his pocket vibrated again, he gave her a complicated look, stood up, "I'm leaving," paused, "I misidentified the person, I don't have the answer you want here!" Without waiting for her to answer , and left the gallery.

Walking out of the gallery, I called back, "Yes, I'm outside. Don't worry, I'll be right back!" After a pause, she took his hand.

"Please wait a moment, there is something I want you to see!" She insisted very much, took him by the hand and led him to a room behind the gallery, or it could be said to be her home in Shanghai.The room is very large and divided into two spaces, the bedroom on the left and the studio on the right, separated by a huge oil painting in the middle.He looked at the huge oil painting in shock. He was very familiar with the content of the painting. He had named it Zhilong Garden that year.Walking past the oil paintings and coming to the studio, the room is full of layers of paintings, almost filling the entire studio.For a moment, tears almost flowed out.The paintings that filled the room seemed to have only one theme, and they were all of the same person. Although there was no face, he was 100% sure that it was himself that year.It is impossible to imagine what kind of mood she is in when she is painting herself, the forgotten self behind the memory.

She pointed to the most complete portrait in the middle, and saw that the figure in the painting was faintly illuminated by the setting sun, and the smile that bloomed at the corner of her mouth was so dazzling and satisfied, with a bit of complacency. "Do you know him? Are you him?"

That questioning tone almost made him run away. When he woke up, he was already lying on the hotel bed, covering his eyes with his arms, took a long breath, tears streaming down, but the corners of his mouth But he laughed, with self-deprecation. "Ah, July 7th, why July 28th!"

That night, she sat quietly in the dark for a whole night. When the dawn sun rose, she suddenly picked up the paintbrush, and traces were left on the canvas with sharp strokes, as if her body was dominating the right hand, and different colors slowly painted on the canvas. Finally, at the end, what appeared in front of her was a man's face, with slightly raised mouth corners and smiling crooked eyes.Finally, the figure in her painting began to become clear.He, they just met.Putting down the paintbrush in your hand, the painting just finished is still not dry, revealing a clear smell of paint.She stared blankly at him in the painting, so familiar yet unfamiliar.The hand unconsciously touched lightly, leaving a clear fingerprint on his cheek, looking at the "VITADOLCE" on his middle finger, and unconsciously said, "Who are you?"

The bell rang suddenly, she answered the phone, and her sister's voice came from the other end.

"Mina, how are you lately?" For some reason, my sister's voice now sounded full of temptation.

She looked at the man in the painting, "Sister, in Thailand that year, did I forget someone, a man?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent, while she waited patiently, at the same time, she unconsciously wrote a word in the lower right corner of the painting, and after a long time, it came, "Yes, it's not that I want to hide you, it's just... ..."

Interrupted my sister, "Who knows?"

"I don't know, I just heard his voice on the phone."

The pen was written perfectly, and a very complicated smile appeared on her face, "Sister, you are lying." She slowly got up, and her body was a little sluggish from sitting all night.I came to the window and looked at the rising sun outside the window, "Sister, I have grown up, I am no longer a child, and I am no longer that Mina who always hides in your arms and escapes. I It's VINA. So, let it go, I don't want to be your burden forever, always dragging you down. Just like me at that time, when my parents had an accident, I deluded myself that they were going to travel around the world. I came back after a long time, refusing to believe the reality. You were left alone to bear everything, and you deliberately asked your parents when they would come back to your sad face. At that time, I was really sorry. But this time, it seems to hurt you again, I I know you always want to protect me, and want me to stay by your side, safe and sound. I must have scared you that year! I’m really sorry, but, sister, I always knew what you were hiding, and I didn’t want to Let me know, want to make me carefree. I have been pretending to be hidden, but there is always a piece of emptiness in my heart, no longer complete. I have been thinking, where is the garden in my painting, where is the garden in the painting? Who is this person? This feeling fills my whole body every moment, making me no longer happy. So, sister, please tell me!"

Listening to the sobbing on the other end of the phone, she could only feel very sorry.My dear sister, you love me so much.Therefore, even if you doubt it, you always pretend not to know.But fate is so magical, I still met him again, after two years.

"Mina, I'm sorry, my sister didn't hide it on purpose, it's just..." During the phone call, Jin Meiying slowly told her everything she knew.The tone was full of uncertainty, and finally, "So, after finding out that you forgot everything, we unanimously decided to hide everything for the time being." She smiled wryly, "But it still seems wrong. Mina, have you met him yet? "

Silent tears slid down her face, and her eyes that were a bit hazy at first seemed to gradually become clear, "Well, I met him, before I thought of him."

Meiying gave an address softly, "Then, go there to retrieve your things from that year! Hope, it will help."

After gently saying 'I'm sorry, thank you' to the sister on the other end of the phone, she hung up the phone.Turning around, looking at the man in the painting, he silently said 'wait for me'.

At this time, Quan Zhilong was sitting on the sofa in the hotel without sleeping all night, the ashtray beside him was full of cigarette butts.A cigarette was still burning between his fingers.He didn't move, staring blankly at the smoke rising.Ah, after two years of waiting, expecting and losing, giving up, until I no longer believed that we would meet again, we met here.Moreover, she actually forgot about him, forgot everything they had in the past, those beautiful things now only live in his memory, and he was finally abandoned, in this way.car accident?Thinking of the hideous scars circling between her short hair, a touch of distressed emotion welled up, he put his hand on his chest, smiled wryly, ah, Quan Zhilong, you admit it, you spent two years deceiving yourself that you no longer love her, really fail.You still love her.Your love is like a circle, circulating forever, just like Miss J back then, and Miss J now.

Picking up the wine on the table, took a big sip, took out his mobile phone, and unconsciously sent a message to the mobile phone that never returned. The moment he just pressed send, he smiled self-deprecatingly.Ah, I also said that I don't care anymore, there should be hundreds of text messages in the past two years!

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Yongfei's cheerful voice came, "Zhilong, open the door, let's go have breakfast together!"

He stood up, and for a moment, a feeling of dizziness hit him, he shook his head slightly, put out the cigarette, and slapped his face with his hands.After a little better, he opened the door.He was about to give Yong Fei a big smile, but he lost consciousness under the worried eyes of the other party.

Yong Fei hurriedly grabbed Quan Zhilong's fallen body, and when he touched his body, he was burned by the heat from his body.He immediately carried him to the bed and lay down, hurriedly called his agent, and then called his teammates.After that, he was free to look around.Seeing the full ashtray, the red wine, and the mobile phone, the mobile phone that Zhilong carefully put away even if the screen was broken by Shengli for more than two years, and then looked at the pale face lying on the bed. Quan Zhilong.Ah, remember her again?When will you forget that damned woman?

Their BIG's awesome captain, Kwon Ji-yong's love always seems to be going through ups and downs.From Miss J back then to now.He still remembered how happily Quan Zhilong told them on the phone two years ago that he was in love, and how beautiful that person was.He was as happy as when they first met.However, in just two months, when he saw Quan Zhilong again in South Korea, everything seemed to be worse.For a whole month, he locked himself in his studio and didn't speak a word to them.Until brother TOP couldn't stand it anymore, he dragged him out of the studio. Looking at the decadent captain, the angry brother TOP, the helpless self, and the frightened Dacheng and Shengli, then The scene of the day is still vivid.In the beginning, what happened?

Awakened from his memories by the sound of footsteps, he greeted the clear and worried eyes of his teammates and smiled wryly.

Zhilong, just this night, what happened again?

☆, meet