Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

All meals are ordered by internal phone calls, and a person either goes online or misses him.

I thought that the temporary separation could suppress the love in my heart.

But she didn't want to, but her longing became deeper and deeper, so deep that no matter what she saw, she seemed to be able to see his shadow.

Mu Qingluan knocked hard on his head, and cursed lightly for nothing.

Where did Mu Qingluan, who used to be unrestrained and unrestrained, go?

Isn't he just a man?

There is no need to make yourself look like a ghost or a ghost in this way, you are not like yourself at all.

She wants to change.

Start by reducing the miss first.

The first step is to get out of this room.

This room is a cage to imprison her thoughts. If she doesn't go out for a day, her thoughts will only accumulate and thicken like dust.

Sitting up from the bed, Mu Qingluan took a deep breath, changed her clothes, put on light makeup on herself, and went out.

It's just that Mu Qingluan didn't expect that it turned out that it was the safest way not to go out.

First of all, she had a simple meal at the hotel.

Thinking about going out alone.

But when you leave the hotel but don't know where you can go?

In the past, she had many places to go.

Now thinking of those places, I suddenly lost interest.

Roaming alone on the street, looking at the busy city, I realize that I can have such a leisurely day.

Passing an intersection, I looked up and saw an electronic advertising screen about a gallery having an exhibition.

She didn't know that painter, or he was the only painter she knew besides Mu Feng.

By coincidence, Mu Qingluan memorized the address of the gallery, which is not far from where she is currently. It takes about a quarter of an hour at ordinary people's pace, but she may arrive in half an hour.

It's okay anyway, Mu Qingluan walked over alone.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the gallery.

Not many people, even a little deserted.

Most of the scattered people are older people.

Mu Qingluan looked at it casually, and stopped in front of a portrait.

She doesn't know how to paint, and this painting is also very abstract.

It seems to be a sleeping face, surrounded by sunflowers, and the woman sleeps in the sunflower field.

But what caught people's attention was not the beautiful field of flowers, but the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth that was even brighter than the sea of ​​flowers.

Mu Qingluan felt that she was very familiar with this woman. Although the painting was abstract, she just felt as if she had seen it somewhere.

Involuntary to find the author's name.

——Mu Yang!

This should not be his real name.

Mu Qingluan thought so.

Generally, authors have pen names, artists have stage names, and painters must have their own names, just like Uncle Mu, who also has his own stage name.

"Mu Yang." He murmured in a low voice, as if his heart was touched by something.

For a long time, Mu Qingluan stood in this picture without moving.

The person in charge of this art exhibition noticed her from the moment she came in.

All the people who came in were older people, only she was a little younger, and although her clothes were simple, the styles were all those that had appeared in those magazines, and she knew it was worth a lot.

"Miss, have you taken a fancy to this painting?"

Mu Qingluan turned around after hearing the words, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties approaching him at some point.

"Miss, although the author of this painting is not well-known yet, his paintings sell the fastest every time. If you like it, you should hurry up and buy it."

Listening to his exaggerated tone, Mu Qingluan smiled.