"Mr. Mu?"

Shen Nian turned around, saw the tall figure at the door, raised his hand to cover his slightly opened mouth, and pretended to be surprised. "Yeah, the president of the hall still has the habit of eavesdropping?"

Mu Bai could not bear tolerating, "You cry too loudly." The meaning of the words, there is no way to do not want to listen.

Shen Nian grunted her lips and wiped the corners of her eyes pretendingly, "Ah, what can I do. I am an abandoned woman, penniless and homeless. What can I do other than cry?"

Mu Bai thought to himself that you would not only cry.

You are asking for money.

But when he thought that there was a miserable head who was even worse than him, he was pitted by this white and black sesame stuffed dumpling, and Mu Bai balanced it. After all, this sanitarium is also one of the best in Dongyun City, and the six-month cost can be considered high.

Anyway, much more money was lost in his wallet that day.

"Let's go, my grandma asked me to pick you up."

Mu Bo was too lazy to argue with this sharp-eyed woman, raised his head, and gestured to keep up.

If Grandma Qiandingwan had instructed him, he would not go around most of the city and come here to meet people.

"Grandma Mu is so nice!" Shen Nian smiled sweetly. While putting the watering can down, he picked a few fresh gardenias from the window sill, held them in his palm, and planned to go back to the elderly.

"Your painting..."

Mu Bai saw Shen Nian going to tuck the mother on the bed and was about to leave with him. He said a lot of words, "Don't you take it away?"

He heard the woman say that he would paint, but thought These are the abstract schools or stereotyped characters who advertise their own mavericks on weekdays. However, as soon as he walked in the door, he was attracted by the brushstrokes he had never seen on the half-height canvas, and he did not lift his eyes.

I don't know where the woman draws. Most of the paintings are dark shades of gloomy precipitation-dark without light, cold rock walls, and reddish brown liquid flowing in the gully, which is depressing and difficult to breathe.

Above the darkness like the abyss, there is a little bit of bright color dyed by the halo, extending from bottom to top, until the top, bright and dazzling. There seemed to be soft clouds and rolling green hills, and two birds crossed the sky, bringing a string of crisp and lively tweets.

Such a perspective seems to come from a depth that is invisible on the canvas, and someone is looking up at the sky.

"No." Shen Nian looked back at the basically completed painting and waved her hand.

"I don't need it now," she smiled lightly, as if she were a carefree girl. "It's better to put it here...you can leave it to those who need it."

She had already gone from that painful years. Zhong came over, but the original owner's mother was still immersed in her own sorrowful world. Such a painting, she should take a look.

Mu Bo did not speak.

It's just that in the eyes of women, there is more inquiry and complexity.

Before, he had always thought that a woman's cry was a pretense. After all, he saw such a pretense to cover up his desire and greedy opposite sex.

However, no matter how you hide it, some things will not lie.

Such as eyes, such as singing, such as the paintings in the pen.

As night fell, on the way back to the community, the two were quiet in the closed car.

Mu Bo is not a talkative temperament, and although Shen Nian has the intention to make fun of someone who doesn't know her again, but I don't know if the original owner's body is too weak. In the past two days, the clothes have been worn less, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes and leaned on the co-pilot, with two unusual blushes on both sides of her cheek.

On the radio, the host was talking about gossip.

Female host: "Speaking of which, the Jiang family has recently changed staff."

Male Host: "? Well do the authors have to add a new fourth-generation D?"

Hostess: "This is a perversion of this change from a few years ago only to come back Renjieguizong the young master Jiangji Chuan Chiang.."

M Host: "I heard that Jiang Gongzi has completely taken over the Jiang family subsidiary Yun Teng, this is a family-oriented electronic product manufacturing and sales company. In the past two years, air conditioners, TVs, microwave ovens and other household appliances have quickly seized most of the market share. Jiang Gongzi Her net worth is rising." The female host: "Yes, not only that, Jiang Gongzi's appearance is also a talent, and many female users are lamenting his'early marriage in the early years'."

Male host: "Yes, a few years The wedding ceremony between him and the eldest sister of the Shen family has made people relish and envy." The hostess: "However, just a few days ago, some insiders broke the news to reporters, saying that Jiang Gongzi has signed with Miss Shen. The divorce agreement is now going through the divorce process."

Male host: "What!? It's even divorced? A beautiful and gentle person like Miss Shen once interviewed that her marriage with her husband had nothing to do with the family history of the two. I signed an agreement regardless of the Jiang family property. I don't believe in love anymore."

Female host: "Well, who said no." Male host: "Speaking of it, it may also be related to the downhill road of the Shen family in recent years. After all, the Shen family declared bankruptcy a few months ago. When the family members also chose to end their lives because of their overwhelming debts, a large amount of debts remained. The couple's debts had to be repaid by the Jiang family, and now all fell on Miss Shen's head. ""

Mu Bo glanced at the woman who was slightly closed beside her eyes, and reached out to change the radio station.

Unexpectedly, this woman was even worse than he thought.

He also heard about the investment mistakes of Shen's real estate. The market is changing rapidly. Now the heavy debts are placed on such a weak woman. I don't know how long she can resist?

The car slowly stopped at the door of the villa, and Mu Bo got out of the car and stopped, but the woman beside him saw no movement.

"Hey. Get out of the car."

He opened the co-pilot's door, and the woman in the car came back to him all the way, and the soft and scented body hit his arms like this.

Mu Bo: When I got home, I opened the mobile phone memo silently, and took note of today's fuel consumption.

Shen Nian: Go home and silently open the mobile phone memo and write down someone's poisonous tongue today.