The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Pu Xiang missed her former self very much: she had a direction to strive for, a goal to catch up with, strong energy, a healthy mentality, the ability to execute what she wanted to do, and the rare decisiveness...

What about myself now: no direction, no energy, no mentality, no ability to execute...

She did have one goal, which was to go back to that home and have a look, but she just lacked courage and decisiveness.

She didn't recognize herself now, so she could only hide herself under the hat and mask, and peek at the world with a pair of careful eyes. Isolate myself from the world to feel safe.

Yes, now she is afraid of being hurt, and she is also afraid of hurting the person she loves most.

She didn't even dare to recall how she survived those two years while lying in bed.

At night, Pu Xiang, wearing a Mickey Mouse nightgown, sat on the carpet in front of the bed, with flower petals in front of her.

Under the dim yellow light, she had destroyed several white peonies.

Regarding whether to teach Xiao Xiao how to draw, she used the petals to make a decision: "Teach me how to paint, but not how to teach me how to paint; I want to teach how to teach me how to paint, but not how to teach me how to paint..."

After saying this dozens of times, the peonies I just bought were all spread out at my feet, but I still couldn't make up my mind.

However, if she really misses this opportunity, she may never have a chance in this life.

Because she had a very ominous premonition: if she entered that operating room, her whole life might pass like this...

Think about it, in the past two years, so many days and nights, why has she stayed up?

I don't want to see him again.

“But you’ve seen it, you should be content.

"How can you have such wild dreams and plan to get more?

"You still want to break into the house, are you stupid?

"You were stupid to begin with, but now you are even stupider than before. Think about it, if you enter his house and fail to grasp the scale, what will happen if he becomes suspicious?"

There was a little voice in her heart that said to her coldly:

"If you are not satisfied, all you will bring to him is pain...

"If you love him, you should let him forget about you.

"Instead of thinking about leaving traces of your presence in his life...

"This truth is so shallow, don't you understand?"

The truth is very sufficient.

She also understood very well.

However, she just wanted to get a little closer to him...

Isn’t this idea very willful?

It seems so!

well!

The next day, it rained.

It rained heavily and the sky became cold.

When it gets cold, she feels uncomfortable.

Sitting on a small lazy chair, staring at the computer in a daze.

She had put a lot of thought into this design and was preparing it to participate in the competition. It was due to be submitted in a week, and she felt that she needed to make further modifications to it. However, her mind is not on this at all now.

At this moment, she was thinking: What is he doing now?

On such a rainy day.

Oh, by the way, today is Monday, he should be busy at work and doing meaningful things.

It's not like her, who has nothing to do all day long and only knows how to think wildly, and then, she misses him crazily and feels flustered in pain.

Yes, facing the continuous drizzle, she felt sad inexplicably.

Suddenly, she wanted to go for a walk.

She didn't like the rain, but sitting like this, she was so upset that she couldn't calm down.

If you say leave, then leave!

An umbrella and a bag were taken with her out the door.

Sitting on the bus, looking at the bustling scene outside the bus, she walked and changed buses all the way, until she stood in front of a coffee shop. She vaguely remembered some sweet old things in her mind, and she unconsciously touched it on her ring finger. Touch it.

One day a long time ago, that warm masculine man proposed to her here playing the song "Will You Be My Wife".

A very beautiful ring was placed on her ring finger.

It announced to everyone the fact that she was married.

That day, she cried with joy.

It is really a happy thing to be proposed by the man you love.

That scene was so beautiful.

It was so beautiful that she didn't dare to relive it.

Afraid of tears.

Afraid of heartbreak.

It's tasteless to be afraid of being lost in despair.

So, she didn't go in.

At least, today, she didn't have the courage to go in.

With a few sighs, I got on the bus again and walked aimlessly.

When she got off the car again, she stood in a place that most people couldn't afford: Jin's Mingyuan Hotel.

In the drizzle, it looked so tall.

It covers a large area, it has a picturesque hotel environment, it has first-class services that are in line with international standards, and it is the place where successful people like to stay...

She's been here too.

The food in the restaurant here is very good.

Especially the soup, it tastes amazing.

However, thinking about the price and my own dry wallet, it is out of reach.

She walked up, but did not go in. Instead, she ran to a nearby pavilion to hide from the rain.

He still had the easel bag on his back.

With nothing to do, she wanted to paint again.

Paint this gorgeous five-star hotel...

In the rain curtain, cars were coming and going.

The people who come here are all rich or powerful people.

Luxury cars cost several million, which is a different world to ordinary people.

A world that was out of reach in her lifetime.

When all the benefits are exhausted, she can only live a mediocre life like this. What else can she hope for?

*

Some social activities cannot be avoided.

For example, the meal arranged by my mother.

My mother called me and said, "Have a meal with me. Bring Xiao Xiao with you. I haven't seen Xiao Xiao for a long time."

Well, others can push him, but Jin Hengyuan must give his mother's face.

Especially in the past two years, my mother has had a hard time.

The meal will be arranged at our own hotel.

Soon, the car arrived at the entrance of the hotel. He stopped the car and let the parking attendant drive away. He held an umbrella and held Xiao Xiao's hand as they walked up the steps together.

After entering the door, Xiao Xiao suddenly broke away from her, ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, and lay there to look outside.

"What's wrong, Xiao Xiao?"

Jin Hengyuan stepped forward and stroked the child's head.

Xiao Xiao pointed somewhere: "Dad, it's that weird aunt. She's painting over there."

Following what my daughter pointed at, I actually saw that weird girl painting in a pavilion not far away. She was wearing a bright red hooded sweatshirt, jeans, and still wearing a mask on her face. Focus on the drawing board.

Met again?

This surprised him.

I don’t know who said it: In the vast sea of ​​​​people, among billions of people, even passing by the wrong person is a kind of fate.

I don’t know which news I have seen such a piece of data: The probability of meeting someone is 0.00487, the probability of acquaintance is 0.0000005, the probability of knowing each other is 0.000000003... The probability of falling in love is the lowest...

In the past three days, he met this girl one after another. What is this if not fate?

"Dad, can I go say hello?"

Since the gang fight incident, Xiao Xiao has become less interested in communicating with others. She often sits there quietly painting, and her eyes that should be bright are filled with too much heaviness that is inappropriate for her age.

Once, she woke up from a nightmare, hugged him and cried, saying: "Dad, mom died because she wanted to save me...Dad, I miss mom, I miss mom, I want her back..."

Although they are not biological, the feelings have been integrated into the child's heart.

Since then, she has fallen in love with painting more and more.

He also hired several art teachers for the child, but Xiao Xiao always found fault with them, always feeling that their teachings were not as good as her mother's.

But this time it's different.

Yesterday, after she went to let that weird girl draw a sketch, she came back and praised:

"That aunt's paintings are so beautiful..."

He could tell that Xiao Xiao fell in love with this sketch girl whose face he had never even seen.

When he told the child last night that he wanted to hire the girl to be her painting teacher, the child was very happy and promised:

"Dad, I will definitely learn from my aunt. In the future, I will be a better painter than my mother..."

Great ambition.

…

"Go!"

Jin Hengyuan smiled and let go.

Xiao Xiaoran ran over happily, and turned back after a while.

"What's wrong?"

Jin Hengyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Dad, can I invite her to come to lunch?"

The child looked at it eagerly.

Wishes are good.

However, Jin Hengyuan felt that the girl might not take off her mask in public.

But he didn't throw cold water on his daughter.

Children should be encouraged because their potential is infinite...

"As long as you please!"

"I must be able to please you!"

With a confident look on his face, the child turned around and flew out like a light butterfly.

Jin Hengyuan motioned to the nanny beside him to follow him.

*

Over there, Pu Xiang also saw it.

A black Land Rover stopped at the door of the hotel. The Jin family's father and daughter got out of the car and walked to the door hand in hand.

She smiled slightly and squinted her eyes to take a look. Her unfulfilled heart felt calm because she saw them.

The choice that troubled her suddenly had a clear answer.

Once the mind is fixed, there will be no distracting thoughts when painting.

"Hello, aunt."

A sweet and crisp voice rang.

Pu Xiang raised her head and was a little surprised to see it was Xiao Xiaoran.

"Xiao Xiao?"

"yes!"

Xiao Xiaoran smiled widely.

"What is Auntie drawing?"

She came over to look.

"Are you painting grandma's hotel?"

"Is that your grandma's hotel?"

Pu Xiang asked pretending to be surprised.

"yes!"

"Looks very high-end..."

"It's very high-end. Dad and I are here for dinner. Auntie, you can come too...and then I'll show you around the hotel..."

Xiao Xiaoran was very enthusiastic and took her hand immediately.

Pu Xiang wanted to say no, but she really wanted to go in and walk around again... revisiting her old place was one of her wishes when she came to Shanghai.

"good!"

She didn't need to call anymore, she could talk to him directly.

"Great, I knew I could ask Auntie. Auntie, let me help you pack up your painting supplies. We'll go there right away..."

Xiao Xiaoran was happy.

*

Jin Hengyuan entered the supreme box, glanced at the situation in the room, and frowned unconsciously.

There was not only my mother in the box, but also my second aunt Xiao Zhinan.

Next to the second aunt sat another noble lady with black hair in a high bun, looking very graceful and elegant.

Next to the noble lady sat a beautiful young girl with long hair and an oval face. She was listening quietly with her head lowered and a smile as bright as a flower.

I don’t know what they said, but they laughed lightly together.

Jin Hengyuan casually glanced at the girl's face, as if his soul was attracted, and his eyes were immediately entangled, and he could no longer look away.

She is very beautiful, with exquisite facial features, and most importantly, she looks like Su Jin.

It's so similar.

He couldn't help but tighten his hand on the doorknob.

Especially when he smiles, he doesn't look like a nine-pointer, but at least a seven-pointer.

Almost at the same time, he understood one thing. Today's meal was not something that could be eaten casually. It was clearly a blind date in disguise.

"Hey, Hengyuan is here...Hengyuan, come in quickly..."

The second aunt Zhi Nan called there and waved to him.

It also attracted the young girl to look over here. Her pair of black eyes, full of curiosity, met his gaze deeply.

At that moment, he almost thought Su Jin was back...

The dead heart started to beat wildly.