Chen Juan glanced at her: "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," she supported her head, put her elbow on her legs, and thought about it seriously, "Make one, and you can think of yours as soon as you see it."

Chen Jue was stunned for a moment.

Lin Yujing lit his chin with his fingertips, and he really started to think about it. He muttered to himself: "I'll get your name on it. Would it be a bit too popular? And it feels so stupid to just write the pinyin of the name."

The car drove to the gate of A, Chen Juan parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at her.

Lin Yu turned his head and asked the professionals for their opinions: "Where do you think it is better to do it?"

Chen Juan looked at her: "I want to tattoo my name?"

Lin Yu nodded in surprise.

He untied his seat belt, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of the pain?"

"Scared," Lin Yujing also untied his seat belt, leaned over, supported the passenger seat with both hands, raised his head and kissed him, "So you have to hurt with me."

Chen Juan raised his hand and pinched her ear: "Okay."

Lin Yu thought about it for a while, but it still couldn't do it: "You have to choose one, which hurts more than me."

"Okay," Chen Juan obediently said, "Listen to you."

Chen Juan returned to the studio for a day. He hadn't worked here well for a long time. Since Luo Qinghe died, he felt that the last thing he supported was taken away.

I didn't want to do anything or think about anything, and I've been depressed for a long time.

Most of the appointment was withdrawn by Shen's mother. Since returning to China, she has been taking the jobs with her as usual. She will do it whenever she encounters it, and if she doesn't meet it, she will just mix it up like this.

Chen Juan sat in an empty studio, staring blankly until three o'clock in the middle of the night.

For twenty years, almost from the beginning of his memory, he was tied to this small, dilapidated old house.

He once tried to carry something and tried to get rid of it, but unfortunately he didn't succeed much.

I was exhausted until now, Chen Nuan only felt tired, too tired.

Chen Jiao looked up and saw the paintings on the ceiling in the darkness.

The light was too dark and the patterns could not be seen clearly, but the color contrast was clear, a paradise and a hell. On the day Luo Qinghe was hospitalized, he drew it one by one. He didn't know how many days he had used it to paint the entire ceiling.

Chen Juan originally thought that he knew what was drawn in every detail with his eyes closed, but now, he suddenly realized that he couldn't remember it.

He remembered what Lin Yujing said today.

There is nothing that cannot be overcome.

Chen Jiao leaned into the sofa, covering his eyes with the back of his hands.

No one owe anyone.

It's time to pass.

Early the next morning, before the Shen Cairen people got up, the two idle people, Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang, came here with drums and drums.

Wang Yiyang was so bored that he was almost growing hair in this long holiday. He took a subway to the city in the local suburbs. It took more than two hours to get a bus and subway three or four times. He finally waited for a long holiday and ran back to play with his father, but his father was not there.

According to Boss Jiang, this person seemed to have a situation quickly after going to A University and got to know a girlfriend.

Wang Yiyang's first reaction at that time was impossible.

Jiang Han was a few years older than him, and had not been in class 10. I don’t know what happened to Lin Yujing and Shen Juan at that time.

Wang Yiyang knew.

Even after Lin Yu was shocked and left, he could see his tired state clearly.

Chen Juan ignored them, and his lack of sleep made him in a state of extreme beauty at this time, and he slept until noon before getting up.

After taking a shower and leaving the bedroom door, he saw Wang Yiyang sitting on the sofa staring at him, looking at him.

Chen Juan ignored him.

So Wang Yiyang began to stare at him for a long time.

Chen Juan wiped his hair, walked into the workshop, came out, took the drawing board and pencil, ignored him for ten minutes, and finally turned around impatiently, pinching the pencil and looking at him expressionlessly.

Wang Yiyang came over and said, "Dad, when will I come back? Why don't you tell us?"

Chen Juan yawned: "Yesterday."

"I'll draw as soon as I come back." Wang Yiyang was thinking about how to get to the point, but he didn't want to be so direct and said nothing.

Chen Juan has always lacked patience with people other than Lin Yujing, especially these two hundred and five.

He glanced at him: "If you have farts, let it go."

Wang Yiyang simply asked: "You are in love."

Chen Juan raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and said nothing.

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat. It was over, but it was still true.

As a diligent buddy, Wang Yiyang was also complaining about Lin Yujing leaving at that time. He also brought Lin Yujing's contact information into the blacklist.

Later I remembered the day she left and came back to pack up her things.

Their class of ten fairies, who were still calm and unmoved, hit a few books in an empty seat, and their tears were slammed down like lifelessly.

Wang Yiyang pulled the person out of the blacklist again and talked to her, and all the news fell into the sea.

He really hoped that they could be together in the end.

Wang Yiyang suddenly felt a little sad.

He was so heartless, and he felt a little confused. It seemed like everything was like this. The one at the beginning was always lost as he walked.

He nodded: "Okay, it's great. You can meet someone you like again. I'm so happy for your buddy."

Chen Juan looked at him with a mentally retarded look, lowered his head, and the tip of the pencil swiped across the paper.

Wang Yiyang didn't pay attention, he had long been used to this kind of look.

He sighed and said sadly: "You said, is the person I met at the best time in my life just to be a regret in your life?"

Jiang Han was so disgusted by his words that he shook his whole body and looked at him unbearably: "Wang Yiyang, have I told you that I have watched less mentally retarded idol dramas? Do you know that it is easy to become a fool?"

He said, and also glanced at Chen Juan.

Jiang Han knew that during the summer vacation, Lin Yujing seemed to have called Chen Juan.

This man went out and returned. Jiang Han didn't know what happened later, and whether there was any follow-up. If Chen Juan didn't say it, he couldn't ask.

Wang Yiyang was still silly there. It was probably because of the National Day holiday that was too idle. I really watched a lot of idol dramas. I talked about non-mainstream love lines. When I heard that I ran out to buy a bunch of food and drinks, I came out to bring out a box of beer from the kitchen, and started chatting with Jiang Han one by one.

Chen Juan brought a headphone, and sat on the ground with a drawing board in his arms for an afternoon, without moving his butt.

He couldn't hear anything when he did things. The two of them had long been used to it. When Jiang Han went to the toilet, he glanced on the paper, glanced roughly into the outline, and looked like something like a fish.

As night was approaching, Chen Juan finally put down his pen, put the things aside and got up, and came over to eat.

Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang had eaten for an afternoon and were not hungry. Several people sat on the carpet in front of the sofa. The studios were open. The early autumn night wind came in along the door. Chen Juan bent one leg, held a bottle of beer in his hand, leaned against the sofa and listened to Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang blowing their pussy. He felt relieved for a long time.

The phone was buzzing and vibrating in his pocket. He took out his free hand and cut it open, Lin Yu was shocked.

【Boyfriend, what are you doing?】

I was tired and paused.

Lin Yujing rarely sends him a message in such a tone.

Generally, there is nothing good about this situation. She may cheat you or ask you to help her if you have something to do.

Shendeng paused: [I was idle, what's wrong?]

Lin Yujing had long been used to his concise habit of sending messages: [Where is in the studio?]

Chen Jue replied:【Yes.】

Lin Yujing did not reply.

Chen Juan didn't care when she was doing her homework or something, so she put her phone aside.

I didn't notice that Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang didn't know when they didn't speak.

Chen Juan looked up and the two men looked straight at him.

Wang Yiyang said: "Did my father just laugh?

Jiang Han continued: "Why does your father suddenly feel more popular just now?"

Wang Yiyang said excitedly: "Also send a message! Is it my mother? Is it?"

"Oh, Master Juan, when will I bring my sister-in-law back to see us?" Jiang Han laughed rattle, like a duck.

This is what this thing is. No matter whether the brother’s ex-girlfriend is familiar or not, it will pass. Since my buddy has a new love now, it means that I have passed, so what else can they not get through?

Jiang Han was drunk and couldn't hold on his mouth: "I'm really curious. Who could bring you back from the eighteenth level hell that you were then."

Wang Yiyang said: "It must be beautiful. The fish and geese fall and the moon are shy. I bet 50 cents. It is a fairy-shaped one, so gentle that it can drip out water. The voice of the voice is soft and whispering. It also has a little fairy temperament. It must look good and the eyelashes must be long."

Wang Yiyang slapped the table and shouted, "I have to be able to play basketball!!"
To be continued...