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The servant brought the things, and when he looked at his face, it turned out to be the portrait of Yan Yang. Looking at the person who looked exactly like himself in the painting, his face and heart cooled down a little.

Rong Yan really didn't expect that what Gu Hesheng brought out this time would be this!

The things she has been avoiding all this time seem to be approaching her little by little!

Gu Hesheng said with emotion: "I have always felt that this painting is related to you. It has been in my place for more than 20 years. I was thinking earlier, should I put it in a cold and humid room forever, and use Don’t you see the sun? Fortunately, I met you, I think you are more suitable for this painting than me, so take it.”

Her face was a little pale, she quickly shook her head, and said loudly: "No, I can't have..."

She immediately realized that her voice was too loud and sounded wrong, so she hastened to add: "I really can't have this. It is the most precious thing to you, Mr. Old. I can't have it."

Gu Hesheng's hand brushed lightly over the painting: "Is there anything precious or not now, the one in my heart is already in my heart, it doesn't matter whether this painting is there or not, you take it away Well, you are so similar to her, I always feel that even if there is no blood relationship, there should be a connection in the dark."

In the end, Rongyan really brought the painting into the car, because Gu Hesheng couldn't help but she refused.

After getting into the car, all the strength was taken away from his face, leaning against Liancheng Yazhi, he didn't have the strength to speak.

Liancheng Yazhi was terrified, and quickly hugged her face: "Baby, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Rongyan didn't want to speak, didn't want to talk, from the first time she saw the painting, to the time when she went to Rong Shenghai's house, the inextricable connection between them concealed Rongyan's life experience, she really didn't want to explore it, But...why are these things sent to her automatically? She really doesn't want to see it, and she doesn't want to figure it out!

"Rongyan... tell me, what's wrong with you?" Liancheng's elegant hand touched Rongyan's forehead, with an anxious expression on his face.

Miao Miao, who was sitting beside her, opened her eyes wide in shock, and called, "Mom, Mom..."

After a while, his face recovered, "I'm fine!"

Liancheng Yazhi raised her chin, her tone was concerned but also firm, and she said, "Don't lie, tell me what's wrong?"

Rong Yan's eyes turned slightly, looking at the painting.

Liancheng Yazhi followed his line of sight, then quickly took the picture frame over, and unwrapped a layer of paper outside.

When the oil painting was completely exposed in front of Liancheng Yazhi, he was also taken aback for a moment, it was really... so similar.

"Is this the painting you were talking about?"

Rong Yan nodded and sneered: "Well, this is it, it looks like me."

Liancheng asked her elegantly: "Is this why you are in a bad mood?"

Rong Yan nodded: "Yes, I am very stressed! Every time I see this painting, I am very stressed. If it were you, would you feel very strange and uncomfortable?"

Because this painting reminds her all the time, about her life experience, about the woman in the painting, about those secrets hidden by time...

Liancheng Yazhi threw the painting away, turned around and quickly hugged her face and kissed her gently on the face, and said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay, don't need to be stressed, it's just a painting, it's no big deal."