Chapter 92

"You, you are y..." Lin Qiumo thought about it, stopped and asked tentatively: "Ye Xingyi? You, your name is Ye Xingyi

"Ye Xingyi?" The person on the bed silently repeats the name of Ye Xingyi. This time, there is no reaction at all.

Lin's face was gloomy at the end of autumn.

Did she forget everything this time?

Although she was psychologically prepared, it was difficult for Lin Qiumo to accept her amnesia again. There was a slight redness in his eyes. He stood up and wanted to ask Dr. Wendy about yilia.

Is it good or bad for her to forget everything?

But he couldn't move after two steps.

Lin Qiumo looked back and found that the little girl's hand didn't know when to grasp the hem of her clothes. She pursed her lips, and there was a flustered ripple in her clear pupils.

"What's the matter?" At the end of autumn, Lin asked her in a low voice, and the shooting scared her.

"You don't go." Ye Xingyi's words are obviously dependent. Her little hand holding Lin Qiumo's clothes is tighter, and her voice is a little trembling, "I, I'm afraid!"

Looking at her wet eyes, Lin Qiumo felt even more sad.

Although she had forgotten some things before, she would not be like a child now.

He raised his hand and patted her on the head, coaxed: "darling, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon, be obedient!"

Ye Xingyi is biting the lip petal, in the heart is terrified. Her mind is blank now. Everything is strange and dangerous to her.

The only thing that could reassure her was the man she saw when she woke up.

He has a very kind smell.

She didn't want to let Lin Qiumo go, but she was afraid that he would be angry. Don't worry. She struggled again and again, and finally released her hand.

Ye Xingyi can't wait to agree: "that, that must come back early, don't leave me."

Lin Qiumo looked at her, nodded solemnly and said, "well, I will come back. Don't worry."

"Well!" The leaf star moved to nod, this just show wake up of the first smile. Although it is invisible and illusory, it makes Lin feel better at the end of autumn.

Lin Qiumo thought about it and looked in the room. He really let him find the pen and paper. He stuffed the things to Ye Xingyi and said, "darling, you can draw anything. When you finish, I'll come back."

Ye Xingyi took the pen and paper and drew obediently.

Lin left at the end of autumn after seeing her immersed in painting.

He went to Dr. Wendy for a long chat, and when he came out, his beautiful eyes were bright. He stood outside Dr. Wendy's clinic for a long time before he was in a good mood.

When he returned to Ye Xingyi's ward, his mobile phone rang.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the word "Jiang Xuan" is written. Jiang Xuan is the partner of Lin Qiumo's studio and his good friend. People who know Jiang Xun jokingly call him the confidant of LAN Yan at the end of autumn, but he is always accepted by him.

In short, she is a very straightforward woman.

She and ye Xingyi should be able to get along?

Lin Qiumo suddenly had such an idea in his mind. Then he shook his head with a smile and connected the phone.

On the phone, the voice of Yu Jie, with obvious features of Jiang Xuan, came.

"At the end of autumn, where did you die. Exhibition, exhibition, don't tell me you forgot about the exhibition. "

At the end of autumn, Lin was so ashamed that he really forgot.

There are so many things these days that his mind is on Ye Xingyi. He almost forgot that he has an exhibition to do.

"God, I knew you forgot!" Jiang Xuan on the other end of the phone can't help but help her forehead. Fortunately, she had already expected this. She has almost handled the exhibition, except his paintings.

When Lin Qiumo heard her saying that the exhibition had already been done by Jiang Xuan, he praised her sincerely: "it's really sister Jiang. As long as you're here, there's nothing that can't be done!"

Jiang Tuo's red lips, she would not be so easily fooled by him, opening to say the purpose of his call.

"Well! Don't be happy too early. Now people's galleries are coming to paint. How many can you get before the deadline

At the end of autumn, Lin calculated the time and estimated: "two pictures are OK."

Jiang couldn't help supporting his forehead again and said, "well, I'll give you two pictures here. Hurry to work. Don't be unable to give one of them at that time."

"Well, I dare to come back as soon as possible." Lin Qiumo agreed.

There was a silence on the phone. Jiang Xun knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't control himself.

"At the end of autumn, what have you been doing recently? I haven't seen you in the studio for almost a message. In addition, the master called again and asked when you would like to return home. "

Lin Qiumo light way: "not busy what, master there, I will explain."

After listening to his tone, he knew that he didn't want to talk more, so he also kept silent.

"Thank you, elder martial sister!" Lin Qiumo said suddenly.

"Thank you. I'll hang up. Come back quickly." Jiang Xun hung up in a hurry, and was afraid that talking for too long would make Lin Qiumo listen to his thoughts.

Every time Lin Qiumo called his elder martial sister, said thank you and so on. Jiang can't help thinking about whether he is trying to make a clear relationship with himself. She can't help but feel sad when she thinks about this.

After talking to Jiang Xuan on the phone, Lin's mood at the end of autumn was almost sorted out.

As soon as he approached Ye Xingyi's ward, ye Xingyi noticed it and looked at him with a smile, saying, "you're back as expected!"

Lin Qiumo went to the bedside and said, "let me see. What did you draw?"

Ye Xingyi obediently gave the painting to him.

Lin Qiumo only looked at it once, and his face became very ugly.

Ye Xingyi sensed it sensitively and said in a panic: "what's the matter? Are you angry? "

Lin Qiumo didn't expect that she became so sensitive to the changes in other people's minds. She took a deep breath to adjust her mood and asked Ye Xingyi, "who are you painting?"

"It's you Ye Xingyi answered naturally.

She said sheepishly with a smile: "because of the lack of time, I only drew a general outline. When I put on my face, you can see it."

Lin Qiumo holds the finger of painting tightly.

Where is the man in the picture? His back is standing and posture. Although his face is not finished yet, he can clearly see that he is Shen Fengming. So did she treat herself as Shen Fengming?

Can see her look is not like, seems to be that the painting is their own.

At the end of autumn, Lin's heart became complicated again. He said that the painting was put on the bedside table and said to Ye Xingyi, "you're tired too. Don't draw any more. Let's talk about it next time, OK?"

Ye Xingyi also wants to draw, but she sensitively detects that Lin Qiumo seems not happy with her painting, so she nods her head obediently.

Lin Qiumo helped her to lie down again.

"Well, you can sleep a little longer."

Ye Xingyi refused to close her eyes. She asked, "are you going to leave?"

Lin Qiumo looked at her in surprise and said, "I have work to do. I'll come back to accompany you when I'm finished."

Ye Xingyi shakes his head and holds the quilt tightly with two small hands. His eyes become wet again.

"I'll wait for you to fall asleep and leave. When you wake up, I'll come back." At the end of autumn, Lin coaxed.

Dr. Wendy said she was as dependent on the person she first met as a fledgling bird.

He'd better follow her to avoid her erupting again. But he still has something important to do. This exhibition involves the art and cultural exchanges between the two countries, and he needs to take it seriously. This is why he has lived abroad for a long time.

Otherwise, only when his skills are in China can he get better development. That's why his master, master of traditional Chinese painting, Mr. Zhao Lishi, said that he understood him, but he always urged him to return to China and get closer.

Ye Xingyi just shakes his head and looks at Lin Qiumo pitifully.

She is like this, Lin Qiumo how also did not have the slightest bit to leave so.

After a long stalemate, Lin was defeated at the end of autumn.

He said, "well, I'll ask the doctor to see if you can leave the hospital. If you can, I'll take you with me, OK?"

Ye Xingyi heard can go out, busy nod promise.

She shrugged her nose discontentedly to show that she didn't like the taste here.

Lin Qiumo saw her lovely appearance, but shook his head, he finally understood, what is the sweet burden.

At this point, another part of the same city.

Shen Fengming sits on the only swivel chair in a clinic that is obviously decorated with Chinese style. He has a graceful posture, looks at his legs, and his well tailored suit outlines his perfect body shape.

One of his arms was supported on the handle of the rotating chair, and the back of his slender hand supported his chin, which was straight and sharp.

Thin lips tightly close, the nose beam is high, the Obsidian eyes are now closed, eyes are looking out of the blinds, but what's out of the window is nothing but a Wutong tree with sparse parents.

Jacky can't guess what Er Shao thinks, but looking at such Er Shao, he can't help admiring that oriental men can be so sexy and handsome.

They sat there like an oil painting, and the old diagnosis became high-end.

He really wants to take this scene and spread it to the Internet, which can definitely attract the blonde girl of the flower maniac. He can take the opportunity of that!

But it would be perfect if there wasn't a dead body on the ground.

Jacky thought happily. Suddenly, he felt a chill creeping up from his tail vertebrae and hitting the back of his head. He was so scared that he could not help shivering.

He quickly moved his eyes away from the corpse, broke the silence in the room, and said to Shen Feng, "what should we do now? The identity of this man is too clean to find anything. "

Shen Fengming finally moves. He takes back his eyes and looks coldly at Jacky, but he doesn't speak.

Jacky was in a cold sweat and hesitated, "Er Shao, what are you looking at me for?"

A foreigner who never left his country, but somehow came out of trump, a little funny.

Shen Fengming's eyes are still cold. Before Jacky almost broke, he opened his mouth slowly. He asked, "what does uncle say?"

He was referring to Shen Yunqing.

Jacky quickly replied with a sigh of relief, "Mr. Shen, please believe him. He promises to give you an account."

Shen Fengming nodded and asked, "all the people you are looking for are here?"

"Yes! They're all waiting outside. Do you want them in? " Jacky looks around the clinic, which is a little small, and there's a body on the floor. He's a little worried that people can't stand.

"Let them in!"