Chapter 10

When An Xun passed by, he looked like this, as if it was their first meeting. She carefully squatted down next to him, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to poke his shoulder. She didn't use much force, thinking that maybe she would continue poking, but Si Yu slowly opened his eyes. An Xun withdrew her hand and continued to squat, staring at him with watery eyes and a flushed face, asking, "Can I make a wish now?"

Alan said: "Mei has been particularly pitiful. She has been living in the factory area with her parents who came to work in Tingnan since she was young. When she was in high school, she got pregnant by a young man from the factory area. Mei's parents felt ashamed and went back to their hometown. Mei then lived with the young man and made a living by doing some small business. Unexpectedly, her man recently committed robbery and fled after injuring someone." Alan, originally a police officer handling the case, visited their home several times, feeling more concern for the mother and son. Over time, he developed some feelings for them." Alan, originally a police officer handling the case, visited their home several times, feeling more concern for the mother and son. Over time, he developed some feelings for them.

Si Yu continued driving without looking at her, and replied calmly, "I'm thinking about how we can have some kind of connection."

It seemed that Allen just realized what had happened. He didn't even ask them what had happened, but let Anxun take the lead. Look at the torn skirt. If her father saw it, he would definitely go to Anxun's mother's grave to complain.

An Xun looked straight at him without any hesitation, because his answer made her eyes shine even brighter. She said, "How about being a model for me?"

司羽's eyes flickered slightly, but he calmly followed her into the house. When he entered the studio, he suddenly had a feeling of being caught off guard, although he didn't know the basis for this sudden thought.

Si Yu was calm, and had already taken the change of clothes into the bathroom on the first floor. Before closing the door, he saw An Yun wandering around and reminded her, "Go change your torn skirt."

Aaron nodded vigorously: "Tianbao's health is not good, and he often has to go to the hospital. Can I repay you the money I owe you later? Let me save up a bit first..." His voice became quieter and quieter.

An Xun calmly opened the door and entered the house, but her heart was in turmoil. She felt like the conversation just now was like that of an old married couple.

What are you thinking about? The sun is setting, An Xun reached out and turned on the lights inside the car.

Alan also felt that he was exaggerating after he finished speaking: "Okay, these are not considerations, but you should understand my character, right?"

安浔这才放弃探究灯的事,回房间前她对司羽说: "我今天可能会在画室呆一宿。"

An Xun walked ahead, casually answering, "Changsheng Bo's private stash." After speaking, he suddenly turned around, made a hushing gesture, cunning and mischievous, not like his usual appearance, "It's a secret."

Who said that wine is fragrant.

When the moon was high in the sky, while others had not yet returned, Si Yu took a bath and sat in the courtyard reading a book. It seemed that he had grown tired from reading, as the medical books filled with foreign languages were casually placed on his chest. He quietly leaned back on the recliner and fell asleep.

安浔被他逗的笑个不停 , 左瞧右瞧司羽也不像是大山里的人吧 ! 而且从学识和素养来看也不是一般家庭能教育出来的。 Anxun couldn't stop laughing because of his teasing. And looking at Siyu, he doesn't seem like someone from the mountains! Moreover, judging from his knowledge and upbringing, he couldn't have come from an ordinary family.

Aaron walked over with big strides, ready to make a few jokes and settle a small score.

At that time, An Xun and Si Yu were leaning against the car, chatting about something. The warm glow of the setting sun was shining on them, creating a cozy and heartwarming atmosphere.

He paused for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Are you flirting?"

An Xun opened the window of her studio, breathing in the air mixed with the scent of the ocean outside. Although her heart was calm, she still lacked creative inspiration. It seemed that ever since Yi Jia proposed the engagement, she could no longer paint anything after agreeing to respect her deceased mother's wishes. She felt restrained and lost her sense of freedom. She had thought that Ting Nan would bring about a positive change, but she couldn't bear to look at anything she painted a second time. It seemed that the problem still lay with her family.

The sun has already set, leaving only a patch of fiery red in the western sky. The car drove towards the afterglow. An Xun leaned against the car window, blowing warm wind, feeling relaxed. Her hair still flew wildly, and several times her hair swept across Si Yu's nose and lips. The faint fragrance, like the scent on her body, always made people unable to resist taking a few more breaths.

Si Yu sat up, lowered his head to look at her, and their faces were very close to each other. An Xin unexpectedly did not avoid it. He asked, "What do you need me to do?"

What kind of alcohol are you drinking?

With courage, An Xun made a phone call to his father. After a couple of days, his father might have calmed down. After all, he was a refined scholar who would surely handle things calmly. An Xun told his father about his mother's unexpected wish. His smooth-talking and deceitful words moved people and almost made Professor An shed tears. Professor An was touched and had no intention of criticizing An Xun's irresponsible elopement. He quickly handed the phone to An Fei's mother and retreated to a corner, feeling sentimental. An Xun used all the flattering words he knew to coax An Fei's mother for a while. When An Fei's mother became happy, she immediately promised to persuade both families to peacefully dissolve the engagement. Professor An was touched and had no intention of criticizing An Xun's irresponsible elopement. He quickly handed the phone to An Fei's mother and retreated to a corner, feeling sentimental. An Xun used all the flattering words he knew to coax An Fei's mother for a while. When An Fei's mother became happy, she immediately promised to persuade both families to peacefully dissolve the engagement. Only then did An Xun feel relieved, and everything was going well.

Alan immediately wilted, just like when he was a child: "Li Jialun, if your father knew that you dirtied my skirt, he would beat you to tears; Li Jialun, if your father knew that you trampled his garlic sprouts, he would beat you to tears; Li Jialun, if your father knew that you secretly wrote love letters to me, he would beat you to tears..."

Aaron blushed and was about to say something when he saw Si Yu leaning against the car, looking at them. He then walked over to An Xun and whispered in a low voice, "What about you? You just arrived and already hooked up with one of the tenants? A young girl like you has such a shallow perspective. You see someone good-looking and you're smitten. Do you know anything about his background, identity, or family? What if he's from some remote mountain area and you end up marrying him?"

安浔开门进去, 奇怪的看了下院子里的灯, 伸手按开了大门后的开关: "我开着灯走的呀, 谁把我灯给关了。" 安浔以为长生伯回来了, 屋里屋外看了一圈后发现并没有人。

I don't know what An Xun said, but Si Yu's eyes curved with a smile, and the look in his eyes towards her was not just a simple liking.

Upon seeing him approaching, An Xun raised his chin and said, "Li Jialun, if your father knew that you married a wife and brought back a grandchild who is only ten years old, he would beat you to tears."

Aaron did not let them go further inside. He escorted Mei and her child into the house before returning to the intersection.

He heard his conversation with Allen. An Yun still treated his teasing with silence, turned around, continued to lean on the car window and blow the wind, thinking that it would be better not to talk to him.

Even at night, the wind in Tingnan is gentle, without a hint of chill, accompanied by a very faint wine fragrance blowing gently in the air. ... He is not a heavy drinker, but his throat feels a bit dry at the moment, and the faint wine fragrance in her breath makes him feel... greedy.

After tearing two more paintings, An Xun went to the cellar and found a jar of Changshengbo's wine. Without thinking, she closed her eyes and drank a whole cup, which made her eyes tear up and her mouth burn with spiciness, while her heart was set on fire.

"Sitting," An Xun replied with wide eyes, "Just need to sit."