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Chapter 24

When Xu Jinchao walked out of Xu's building, the rain had stopped outside.

The sky was blue, but the rain in his heart did not stop, the big gray clouds were pressing in, making people sick.

The paintwork of this beautiful Rolls-Royce SUV has also lost its luster.

He seems to have changed from a powerful, living creature to something dead, lying with the shadowy bodies of other companions.

Xu Jinchao knew it was just a random thought under his annoyance.

She took a few deep breaths, opened the car door and sat down.

This fictional provincial capital of "Jiaojiao" is actually very beautiful. When Xu Jinchao was driving over the bridge over the river, the Cangjiang River flowed from west to east under his feet.

But she was in no mood to enjoy the great river mentioned many times in the original text.

Xu Jinchao just wanted to get home quickly, to her home and to Song Jiao, the only place in the world where she felt a small sense of belonging.

As he was about to arrive in Biwan, Xu Jinchao got out of the car and bought a dozen beers.

Even the brand of beer is unfamiliar in this goddamn place, and it needs to be retrieved from [Xu Jinchao's] memory.

When he parked the car in the garage and walked down the road in the backyard, Xu Jinchao's heart that had nowhere to rest finally fell to the ground.

She opened the door and entered the house. The indoor temperature was higher than the outdoor temperature, but after the rain the temperature dropped sharply and the house was also very cold.

Xu Jinzao threw off her high heels, she no longer had the strength to go upstairs, she turned on the air conditioner in the living room and sat down on the sofa to unpack the beer.

The cold wine ran down his throat and began to burn in his stomach, slowly spreading to his limbs.

Xu Jinchao felt that it was not warm enough.

So she walked naked to the wine cellar and pulled out another bottle of red wine.

Xu Jinchao didn't know how much she drank, and her conscience was not sober.

She took off her coat, carried the bottle of wine around the room to find her easel and paint tray, and finally took the pen and paper out of the drawer, lay down on the floor, and began to paint.

Xu Jinchao used the tip of a pen to describe her parents' appearance, and they smiled at her on the paper.

She still remembered the last sentence she said to them: “If you're busy shooting, you don't have to rush. I am not a child.

At that time, she was afraid that her parents would find out about her disorder when they returned to China, so she tried her best to delay.

Xu Jinzao sniffled, folded the portrait, slipped it into his shirt cuff, and drew on the next piece of paper.

Long and soft hair, pure demeanor, diamonds and pearls can only be used as foil to decorate the beautiful face.

The girl's eyebrows showed scrutiny and she quietly gazed at the stranger.

Xu Jinchao watched 'Song Jiao' and said, "I will do it for you, but I promised I wouldn't let you down."

Naturally, the frozen beauty of the painting was unresponsive, and she still had that slightly suspicious look in her eyes.

Xu Jinchao was a little annoyed. She staggered to her feet and pressed the remote control for the air conditioner. She found her cell phone in the pocket of her windbreaker and called Song Jiao.