Chapter 111
Luo Zifeng moved his eyes to the painting on the living room floor, and his heart skipped a beat.

The one on this painting is actually Zichen. Is it true that Xia Lin likes Zichen as Ziling said?
They are in love?

This fact made Luo Zifeng frowned, and the feeling in his heart was very strange, a kind of sadness that he had never felt before.

Suddenly feeling extremely depressed in my heart, I didn't care what Xia Lin and Xia Tian were arguing in the room, so I left first.

He already knew that she had a child, but did Zichen know?He didn't even have time to see what the kid looked like.

Forget it, it seems that since meeting Charlene, his heart, which had been calm for five years, has become a little turbulent again, and it seems that it is time to calm down again.

Luo Zifeng drove the car back to Luohe Jingyu instead of going to Tengda.

Sitting in the view room, looking at the waves rolling below, I suddenly remembered that at that time, Mozi in Huaicheng had an accident and sent his wife to Luohe Jingyu to take refuge, but his wife wanted to stay by his side, so he used Jumping into the Luo River to force him to send her back to Huai City.

At that time, thinking of this, the corners of Luo Zifeng's lips curled up, what was the situation at that time?He can't remember clearly, it seems that Wufeng went to save Mozi's wife, but fell into the Luohe River himself. (For details of this plot, please refer to Hanyue's final article "Only Love and Cute Wife: Wife, please join the game")
Although those things have been blurred in my mind, I still clearly remember my mood at that time. It was a kind of worry that could not be expressed in words. At that time, his only belief was that if something happened to her, then he would not live anymore. .

Just like a stupefied young man, he jumped down the Luo River with her.

It was winter and it was really cold, but his heart seemed to be on fire.

What Hou Xia Wufeng said at that time, oh, yes, she said: "Luo Zifeng, are you mentally ill? I will climb up when I fall, why are you jumping off?"

Thinking of this, the corners of Luo Zifeng's lips became more obvious, as if he saw the living Xia Wufeng jumping up and down in front of him again.

Picking up a pen and wanting to draw a picture, but the words that Xia Wufeng often hangs on his lips appear in his mind from time to time, "Luo Zifeng, do you have a mental illness?"

I just sketched a few strokes, but the sentence in my mind became what Charlene said. When he locked her in the garden, she also said: "Are you mentally ill? Why do you lock me in the garden?" here?"

Suddenly becoming upset, the painting could no longer continue. He reached out and grabbed the drawing paper, crumpled it up, threw it on the ground, continued to draw the second one, and then crumpled it up and threw it on the ground.

I don't know how many times this action has been repeated, and a pile of paper balls has been thrown densely on the ground.

When Zi Ling came in from the outside when countless paper balls flew out, he was hit on the nose by a ball of paper. He was startled, who made the master unhappy again.

Ziling caught the paper ball that hit his nose, unfolded it, and saw a few strokes on the drawing paper, but he couldn't tell what was drawn at all.

Ziling shook his head, it seemed that the master had returned to the state he had been in for the past five years.

I always can't draw anything, but it seems that since I met that girl named Charlene, the master has become normal and can draw things. The painting that the old man asked for an inscription is an example.

But why can't I draw it this time?

"Master..." Ziling called him.

Luo Zifeng's voice was cold, and he only uttered a very simple word, "Say."

(End of this chapter)

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