Love Delusion

He didn't know that he had met Shang Hao, he really forgot.

But when Shang Hao talked about this, the dusty scenes and scenes went back to his mind.

It should be said that he didn't even know that the person who had a relationship with him was Shang Hao in front of him.

Now he really feels unreal. The feeling is kept in memory. He recalled the color of the setting sun on his 19-year-old Shang Hao's hair. The wind blew by that evening, blowing outside sounds far away from them.

The figure walking in front of him that day to move the table for himself was too reliable and too safe. Lin Anran has not forgotten. He remembered every scene.

In his memory, a young Shang Hao.

Lin Anran was uncertain, and made the same voice as Lin Anran seven years ago: "Brother Hao?..."

"Is this going to be remembered?" Shang Hao said, "I was waiting for you to remember it."

There are elements of his arrogance and dissatisfaction. He felt that it was impossible for Lin Anran to forget, and he deliberately waited for Lin Anran to remember.

However, Lin Anran was exhausted and exhausted to deal with social interactions, and had no spare energy to remember a face that had only been seen once.

He grabbed Lin Anran's hand and placed it on his side face: "Touch it, isn't it Brother Hao?"

Lin Anran was still in a daze, and Yiyan touched his face.

"So why do you think I should go back to your alma mater to donate? You also wrote to thank me as an alumnus, I really..." Shang Hao smiled again:

Lin Anran's people were in shock and a trance that couldn't digest the whole thing. He touched Shang Hao's face, and then touched Shang Hao's face again.

Shang Hao: "It's okay to have a kiss."

"Can you trust me this time?" He said, "I am not another Shanghao. I am the one you wrote to."

If the people in front of him are really not separated... This bold idea suddenly appeared, Lin Anran's breathing became faster, and he suddenly remembered the painting that was placed in the corner of his house.

Lin Anran asked, "...painting?!"

Shang Hao: "At the latest tomorrow, I will compile a copy of the subject matter ownership information and transaction confirmation letter for you."

Lin Anran became nervous: "No, no, no." But when he thought that the real work of the suspected master was in his house, his people were still a little bit unable to sit still. After a while, he asked carefully: "I can go and see again. ?"

Shang Hao smiled: "Go ahead."

"Of course you can look at your paintings whatever you want."

Lin Anran walked to that picture. He picked up the painting carefully and put it back on the table.

His footsteps are a little wandering. His people are still floating today.

As if sitting on the top of an illusory hot air balloon, huge strange and complex emotions inflated unscrupulously in the oversized balloon, and continued to expand and inflate like never before, leading him to rise and rise again.

If all this is not an illusion that only exists in his mind.

The price of a real painting is absolutely unaffordable, nor can a loan. So if the painting in front of him is true, can it prove that the lover he gets along with is also true.

Once the balloon exploded, this indescribable emotion mixed with sadness, tension, disbelief, and excitement would in turn drown his people in an instant.

But it's not over yet. Lin Anran's heart seemed to be tightened, and he was also waiting, waiting for the moment when the balloon filled with emotions exploded.

Apart from being distinct, is there any way to prove that the painting is true?

The only blame is Lin Anran's narrow social circle, he has only a few choices, and Aunt and Tingting can't identify the authenticity of the painting.

But he knows where to find professional people.

It's not Baidu, nor someone he knows... Lin Anran took out the phone and took a picture of the sky-high price before.

Lin Anran temporarily made a decision that didn't look like he had made it, a radical and brave decision.

Lin Anran chose to post a post. The picture is the one he just took.

The big words "Successfully sent" popped out quickly, and Lin Anran's fingers tightened while holding the phone. He had never known before that he would have been so impulsive and heroic.

His heartbeat rate remained high, and he quickly received new messages.

"First! The wife has appeared! Catch the wife!"

"Second! Ask if you don't understand, is it a new work?"

"The upstairs is sloppy... I will first submit a contribution for my wife @有钱人讲bot"

...

Among the countless messages that flooded in, one was quickly topped by hot comments.

"If I am not mistaken, this painting has just been auctioned for a record price today. If the wife is not in the collector's house now, then the background of the fairy's home I am concerned about is immeasurable."

"Could it be a print?"

"No. One is that the original painting is different in the signature, and the signature of the wife's signature is exactly the same; the second is that this painting is not numbered; and the other is this unique frame, which was originally included when it was auctioned. Picture frames, the possibility of fraud is very low."

"From the perspective of this texture, the possibility of imitation painting is also very low, and the details are all right."

"Teacher, are your famous paintings just hanging on the table like this?"

"Is the wife still short of nanny? The kind who went to college."

...

Countless sounds poured into the ears. They are saying that this is a real painting. Lin Anran's own clear heartbeat was mixed into the noise. One click, like beating a drum. He was holding the phone, and immediately made a video call and gave him a pounding.

After busy sounding for a while, the call was connected. The pounding big face instantly took up the entire screen: "Hey--wow, what are you doing so late?"

Lin Anran's throat tightened, and she tried to stabilize her voice: "Pumping, can you see what I just posted?"

"What, I will look at it now."

Lin Anran on the screen was different from usual, his expression seemed normal, but he felt nervous and uneasy from it inexplicably.

It is rare that he specifically called, and the pounding that was paralyzing on the sofa came to his feet, got up specially, and looked at what Lin Anran had said.

Lin Anran's heart beat fast. Even if everything he saw just now was illusory. What about the pounding, the pounding person can't be fake, right?

The pounding quickly returned to him. He asked Lin Anran strangely: "Yes, I have posted a picture, what's wrong?"

Lin Anran didn't hear what else he said.

Only he heard a loud noise.

The monstrous wave finally came. Lin Anran was really short of breath now.

His people were engulfed by the huge emotions that suddenly erupted like a big wave, and the waves were surging in his heart. The bitterness and bitterness that had been fighting alone, all turned into a wave of invisible waves, passing through his body with a crash, nothing was left.

Seeing that there was no movement on his side, he was still asking strangely: "What's the matter with you? Hello!...Fuck Lin Anran! Just now a figure walked past you! I saw it!"

"Shadow?"

Just when he couldn't realize who this figure was, Lin Anran's phone lens was turned around by someone else.

Unprepared, I was shocked to see Shang Hao in home clothes appearing in his mobile phone.

Let's put it this way, he almost wasn't scared to have a heart attack on the spot.

This second time was stretched, Lin Anran seemed to be watching slow motion, and his round face went from shock to sudden tension, as if he could not even make an expression.

"Hello." Shang Hao said.

Thumping and panting, he said, "You, you...No, you! Hello! Mr. Shang!"

Shang Hao smiled, but he was not very polite when he said something: "You are the friend who always paints and doesn't give money, right?"

Lin Anran was stupid, and looking at the pounding expression on the other side, he seemed to be suffocating on the spot.

When he was asked by the boss, he died on the spot. A round face was flushed red, and his voice was like a gnat: "Ah, that..."

Shang Hao: "Don't be nervous, just kidding."

The pounding atmosphere on the other side did not dare to come out, echoed repeatedly, respectfully: "Yes, yes, what you said is."

Lin Anran didn't quite understand that he was a joke just now. He hurriedly turned the camera back, and said to Datong: "You don't need to care about that."

Thumping turned into a non-sentimental solitary machine: "Yes, it is what the general manager said."

Lin Anran:...

Shang Hao walked away with satisfaction.

Lin Anran: "Pumping, cheer you up."

Thumping: "Then you help me ask for an autograph."

Thumping: "Don't pretend you haven't heard Lin Anran."

Lin Anran: "...it will definitely be next time."

Until Lin Anran was about to hang up, the pounding person was still wandering away. But he expressed his regret that he forgot to take a screenshot of the photo of himself and Shang Hao.

Lin Anran: "Ah."

He glanced at the silhouette of Shang Hao next to him hesitantly, then came back and asked in a low voice, "Do you want another profile for me?"

It's fine if it's separated, it's okay no matter how to toss with thick skin. But when Lin Anran thought of Shang Hao's worth, he didn't dare to act rashly now, let alone call Shang Hao.

Excited: "Okay! Go! You turn around! Don't let him run away!"

Lin Anran quietly turned the camera over, letting Shang Hao wear his home clothes to see the silhouette of his mobile phone appear in the corner of the screen.

Thumping and cooperating with him, his eyes swiftly set up a scissor hand posture, put on a smile with eight teeth, clicked a few screenshots and took a group photo.

Lin Anran asked nervously, "Is it all right?"

Thumping: "Okay! Love you!" Lin Anran quickly turned the camera back. Thumping then said to him: "I will collect these photos well and will not spread them everywhere."

Lin Anran: "Good."

His people were tense and a little tired now, and he said goodbye to Ting.

At this time, Lin Anran didn't know how powerful Shang Hao was. The next day, he was about to receive a huge sum of money from a thumping beating.

It was shocking to make up for Lin Anran all the public funds that had been embezzled over the past year. The call came all at once, and the efficiency was particularly amazing.

And not based on the friendly price, but based on Lin Anran's current regular market price, and Lin Anran still made a profit after calculating it. You should know that this is a huge sum of money, which is too conscientious.

At this time, Shang Hao walked over: "Is the call finally finished?"

Lin Anran suddenly became nervous: "General Manager Shang."

Shang Hao sat next to him: "...Don't call me that."

Lin Anran straightened his back: "Okay, Mr. Shang."

"..." Shang Hao stared at him for a while, teasing him: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Anran was sitting in danger: "Mr. Shang."

Shang Hao:...

Worse, he and Ranran shouldn't have to do it again, let's start over.

At this moment, Lin Anran was in a trance, wandering away from the sky, many chaotic thoughts floated through her mind, she didn't know what she was thinking. For a while, it was "Shang Hao himself is really handsome, so handsome" and then it was "Aunty, I'm going to have a good time, I got it for real."

"Do you want to touch it again?" Shang Hao said to him, "You can no longer suspect that I am a fake this time."

Lin Anran hesitated for a second, and Yiyan stretched out his hand. He couldn't help it at this moment. The man in front of him seemed to know or didn't know him, and he had a strange feeling.

very strange. It turned out that from the beginning, his world was not only himself, but another human from outside lived in the fence of his heart.

There is another person in the world who loves him.

really weird.

Shang Hao was touched by him, and he was also looking at Lin Anran, and asked softly, "Why are his eyes red again."

He opened his arms and hugged Lin Anran. He clasped his arms tightly and pressed his chin against the top of his hair.

He spoke in a rare gentle tone, as if he was helpless, but more like coaxing him.

"I told you that I love you for so long, and you are only willing to believe it today."

Ran Ran: Auntie, I got it for real! This person is willing to play with me!

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