dream winter

After the car accident, the two "reconciled", and the high society in Linhai City lost a lot of happiness to whisper in private.

Meng Dongchu took good care of his body in the villa by the sea, and was no longer taken out by Yang Han.He didn't know that he now has a code name "the one in the seaside villa" in Linhai City's young master circle, and this code name is used to refer to him specifically.Meng Dongchu was no longer the second young master of the Meng family, so out of gregarious and presumptuous alone, but the people Yang Han raised by his side, they were very forgetful.

In this way, life is relatively peaceful, except for Wu Qinghua who will bring a doctor to see him, Meng Dongchu feels that his life has calmed down.

Just after he came back from the hospital, he met He's mother. He's mother told him that her son lost money in stock trading, so she came out to find a job to subsidize the family. It was Yang Han who found her and gave her this job with a good salary.

When Meng Dongchu heard this, he immediately wanted to give money to Mama He, and wanted her to stop working. With this idea, he realized that he had no savings and had to rely on Yang Han for everything.Fortunately, Mama He's job is much easier now, she just cooks a few meals for Meng Dongchu, and when she comes every day, someone will pick her up, so it's not troublesome.

That night, Yang Han finished his work early, so he rushed back to Meng Dongchu's place before the meal time. As soon as he entered the door, the food on the dinner table was ready.

"Mr. Yang is back. I'm going to add some tableware. You can call the young master to eat. He's in the studio." He Ma said and went to the kitchen.

Illuminated by the warm yellow light, the color and aroma of the food made people move their index fingers. Every word He Ma said, Yang Han felt that it was just right, unhurried, and humane, as if he was the master of a family, and someone Waiting for him to come back.

Yang Han put down his briefcase and went to Meng Dongchu's studio to call him.

The studio is a separate place in the studio, and to go to the studio, you must enter the studio, and Meng Dongchu once made it clear to Yang Han that he needs a space of his own. In the past, many times when Yang Han broke in, Meng Dongchu Don't give him a good face.After this car accident, Yang Han never went in again, and Meng Dongchu also liked to close the door of the studio tightly.

Before entering the door, Yang Han hesitated, only to find that the door opened after a push.

The lights were on in the studio, and I didn’t come in for some days. Meng Dongchu’s impressive large table was full of various papers and pens, and these books were spread out on the sofa next to the bookshelf. In the corner of the room, the bookshelf There are a few more green plants on it, which makes the empty space much more lively.In the past, Meng Dongchu always came in to stay quietly for a while, but these days it really came into use.

——This should mean that he has gradually accepted this kind of life.

Yang Han walked quickly to Meng Dongchu's studio, the studio door was open, Meng Dongchu was scribbling something on the canvas with his back to the door, and he didn't hear the footsteps behind him.Yang Han walked over with light steps, silently watching Meng Dongchu draw from behind.

It was a coast in the rain, the gloomy dark cloudy sky merged with the vast dark sea surface, it turned out to be a very scary picture, blurred by the rain in the picture, so the whole picture produced a blurred and frightening emotion , not so clear and straightforward, but impressive.

Yang Han knew all about Meng Dongchu's academic background, but he had never seen Meng Dongchu draw a painting by himself. It was only at this moment that he realized that he had never understood Meng Dongchu well, but it didn't matter, there would be plenty of time in the future.

Yang Han coughed lightly and said, "Chu Dong, let's go eat."

Meng Dongchu was startled when he heard the voice, and turned his head after a while. Yang Han looked at him with dazed eyes, and he came back to his senses after a while: "...Oh, okay, you go first, I will clean up. just come."

It was only then that Yang Han realized that Meng Dongchu was wearing loose shirts and jeans, with paint on his hands and clothes. This kind of Meng Dongchu was no less attractive than he was wearing famous brand clothes to attend the event, but more attractive.Yang Han said, "I'll wait for you outside."

"it is good."

Yang Han found Meng Dongchu's reading sofa outside and sat down, flipping through the books that Meng Dongchu had piled up on the sofa and coffee table, including foreign novels, detective novels, painting collections, essay collections...all kinds.One of the seemingly esoteric books was marked with a pen.There was an open book on one side, Yang Han hesitated, picked it up to read, it was the summary of the book just now and his own summary, the handwriting is correct and elegant, it seems that this is Meng Dongchu's reading habit.

Yang Han put the notebook back where it was, looked at everything in the room, heard the sound of Meng Dongchu's water washing inside, and suddenly felt that he had really entered Meng Dongchu's life, as if he had returned to the place they had just met. when.Compared with that time, Meng Dongchu has changed a lot. Before that, his eyes were full of spirit and bright, but just now his dazed eyes made people worry.

If you stay here for a long time, you will be suffocated. Although Yang Han secretly wants to keep Meng Dongchu hidden like this, it is not a long-term solution after all.If you let him go out, it will definitely not work like before. What can you ask him to do?acting?That kind of work is upside down day and night, and you can't come back for more than half a year after working, it's definitely not okay...

At this moment, Meng Dongchu changed into home clothes and came out, glanced at Yang Han who was sitting on the sofa and said, "I'm done, let's go out and eat."

After dinner, Yang Han received a call from Wu Qinghua, summoning him to Guanlan Garden for a gathering. Meng Dongchu glanced at Yang Han and said softly, "Go, go, stand up and enter the studio."

This time, the studio door was left open.

Yang Han asked the driver to take He Ma back, and drove to Guanlan Garden by himself.

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"What? Opening a gallery?" Wu Qinghua sat down on the sofa holding a glass of wine in surprise, "Young Master Yang, when did you start meddling with our literary and art circles?"

"Don't say that, Yang Han has a cultural media company." An Guangcheng said.

Wu Qinghua took a picture of An Guangcheng. He must have a reason for asking.

"I want to entertain Meng Dongchu." Yang Han said.

Wu Qinghua blinked slyly: "It's so easy for you to open a gallery?"

"So I want to ask if you have any friends who are in this industry. I'll come with the money and the place, so that Meng Dongchu can have time to sit there and have a look."

"Okay, yes, let me ask for you." Wu Qinghua said, "You are so caring, but Meng Dongchu can agree? With his bad temper and awkwardness with everyone in the world, he can understand your good intentions." ?"

"He was originally studying this, counting as his major and his hobby." Yang Han thought of Meng Dongchu's paintings in the afternoon, and his albums and academic books were all about art.

An Guangcheng raised his eyebrows: "He is an artist? No wonder he has such a temper."

"He's changed a lot now."

Wu Qinghua originally wanted to say that maybe Meng Dongchu didn't like being arranged like this, so she shut up when she heard Yang Han's firm tone.