Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 134 Please Don't Leave Me Aside

"Oh my God, I've heard that Xihe has a priceless castle on Moon Island. I didn't expect it to be so big. I've been in a palace in Country Y, and it's not inferior to that." Has the gorgeous Swarovski crystal chandelier, the largest and most beautiful chandelier in the world, been moved here?
"On Xihe's 16th birthday, Cheng gave him this house as a gift. Xihe couldn't be happier!" Zimo's eyes fell on Dai Mengmeng who came down the stairs when he spoke.

"Then what did the city give you on your 16th birthday?" The owner of the big island is rich as everyone knows. Milan, who came from a scholarly family, knows many rich people, but none of them can compare with the LE brothers.

"Picasso's "Boy with a Pipe"." Zimo's gaze was still fixed on Dai Mengmeng, and he answered the question without emotion.

"That painting was bought by the city." Anyone who knows the market knows that this famous painting was secretly bought by a wealthy businessman named Steve for more than 2004 million U.S. dollars in 1. Accompany him to the end of his life.Who would have thought that in order to celebrate his brother's birthday, Cheng made a huge acquisition and gave it to Zimo a few years later.Milan hugged Zimo's arms even tighter. "Oh my God, I really envy you. I want to take a look at the real thing of that painting in my dreams."

"I hung it in the room. Next week I will invite Dawen to have tea at home. Come too. I'll take you to see it." Zimo took the arm that was wrapped in his arms out of Milan's hand and walked away. Go to Dai Mengmeng's ground and say hello to her.

Zimo's attention was diverted, which made Milan a little embarrassed. When she found out that the culprit was Dai Mengmeng, her eyes narrowed angrily.

"Aren't you done with your work?" Zimo asked Dai Mengmeng, who was hanging his head slightly, thinking of what she said to him last night, he was always so sad.The girl in front of him is very, very important to him. She is a close friend, a relative, or something else.

"It's almost done. You can finish it after dinner for half an hour." Dai Mengmeng said truthfully, and then asked him, "How many days do you want to come over for a short stay?"

"Well, I just came here to look for inspiration. The customer wants the picture of a girl bathing next month. I still haven't the slightest idea yet."

"You are too serious. With your superb painting skills and your current reputation, you can draw such a painting casually." Dai Mengmeng felt that it was a blessing for anyone to be able to buy Zimo's paintings. An artist, a real painter who gives soul to his works.

"You don't know me yet. If you can't draw it, this business will be blown." Zimo shrugged.

Dai Mengmeng smiled, raised her eyes and was about to look at the face she missed after being away for a day, but she accidentally caught sight of the gloomy Milan walking towards them.Her nerves tensed all of a sudden, and her hands gripping the corners of her clothes became even tighter: "Well, I'm off to work, let's talk!"

After finishing speaking, Dai Mengmeng turned around abruptly and went upstairs slowly.

"Why is Mengmeng here?" Milan walked up to Zimo, looked up at Dai Mengmeng who ran to the second floor in the blink of an eye.

"Auntie is sick, she came here to take over." Zimo never felt that there was anything wrong with Mengmeng's doing so, but Milan smiled contemptuously when he heard it, which aroused Zimo's extreme disgust. "You can go shopping, I have asked the kitchen to prepare dinner for us, I didn't sleep well last night, I will go upstairs to take a nap."

Zimo left Milan and went upstairs alone. He didn't go directly to the bedroom, but searched several rooms before finding Mengmeng who was tidying up the sundries. She turned her back to him and was as serious as ever focus.

'We've all grown up and need our own space and life. '

What she said to him last night echoed in his ears again, and his slightly parted lips slowly closed. "Even if that's the case, please don't leave me aside!" He said to her silently in his heart, and then left sadly.

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Finally, all the things at work are done, and Dai Mengmeng has to go to class tomorrow, so she will follow her mother who is on sick leave back to Emperor Yingjiu's home in half an hour.

Before leaving, she felt that she still had to tell Zimo that even though Milan expelled her from the studio, she and Zimo were still friends who lived in the same courtyard and couldn’t see each other every day. some.

Some people said that they went towards the creek after dinner. Before going there, Zimo specially confessed that no one should disturb him.

Zimo's explanation is very clear, Dai Mengmeng thinks it's better to forget it, if he has something important to do, it's not good for her to just go there like this.She took out her mobile phone and decided to leave a text message to Zimo, but she stopped in the middle of typing the message.

Something deep in her heart was inexplicably awakened. She couldn't tell what it was, maybe it was curiosity, or maybe it was anxiety. In short, she took back her phone and stepped towards the direction of the creek. .

Passing through a field of blooming irises, she entered a grove with a creek on the other side.Before she walked out of the woods, she saw Zimo sitting on the moonlit grass, with an easel set up in front of him, and the paint boxes next to him spread out, and he was standing naked by the stream The Milan in the novel is depicted on the canvas stroke by stroke.

Dai Mengmeng's footsteps stopped at the edge of the woods, and she didn't go forward to disturb them.They are both studying painting, this kind of thing is actually normal, even if Milan likes Zimo as Chi Guoguo, but now they are working, Mengmeng naturally won't think about anything.

When she was about to leave silently, she heard the sound of Zimo throwing the paintbrush on the shelf aside. It was an irritable gesture, and Dai Mengmeng was very familiar with it.

"What's the matter?" Milan, who was standing motionless in the creek, came ashore, grabbed a large bath towel on the grass, draped it over his body, and walked to Zimo's side.

"I always feel that something is missing." Zimo shook his head, still dissatisfied with the half-painted work.

Milan stared at the semi-finished product in front of him, and nodded after a long while: "There is indeed something missing."

"You think so too?!" Zimo, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head to look at Milan.

"Yeah!" Milan nodded thoughtfully, looking down at Zimo tenderly.

"What do you think?" Zimo asked.

"Love!" Milan's voice melted gently into the slightly cold night wind. She lowered her body and kissed Zimo unexpectedly.

Zimo was so startled by Milan's bold move that he sat there unable to move-
Ah ~
Dai Mengmeng groaned in pain, turned her back, and avoided the scene that made her heartbroken.Tears of grief quickly blurred her eyes, and she groped her way away, and by the time she walked out of the woods, tears were streaming down her face—
...Milan's actions frightened Zimo. He was stunned for two or three seconds, and then he came to his senses. He grabbed Milan's arms in a panic and pushed her away gently.

"I think so, what's missing in this painting is love!" He stood up and said uncomfortably, then turned around and went into the woods without hesitation.

"Hey, you don't draw anymore?" Zimo's performance was within Milan's expectations, her heartstrings were tensed, but she pretended to be relaxed and shouted at Zimo who was fleeing.

"I won't draw anymore. Come back when you put on your clothes. The servants will clean up those things later." Zimo didn't turn his head, but waved his hands behind Milan's back, and quickened his pace of leaving.

(End of this chapter)