The Perfect Hidden Marriage

A room full of paintings.

One after another, they filled the entire room.

Pencil drawings, watercolor paintings, oil paintings, ink paintings, pen drawings... paintings made with various tools, under the illumination of light, caught Su Jin's sight at a glance.

There is a woman in every painting, big or small.

A young girl with a beautiful smile.

A frown and a smile are all conveyed by the painter's pen.

Su Jin walked in slowly, looking at the paintings with a shocked look. Then, his heart was captured by the familiar scenes, and he stood there blankly, unable to move anymore.

is her.

It's her?

Why is it that the person in every painting is her?

The self that was fixed in the spring several years ago was actually left on the scroll and displayed here in the years she didn't know.

In the painting, she is either walking in the sea of ​​flowers, her skirt fluttering; or she is looking at a wall and thinking, her ponytail gently swaying; or she is sitting on a swing, laughing with her long hair flying, and her unrestrained youth is flowing freely. ; Or close your eyes under the night sky, with a smile on your lips and clasped hands, as if praying for something...

In the watercolor painting, she is a happy girl coming from spring, with a smile that makes people unable to take their eyes away; in the oil painting, she is peaceful, like fireworks blooming in the midnight sky, and her beauty is unimaginable; in the ink painting, she is so noble grace……

Some of them are sketches. With a few simple strokes, her beauty, her beauty, and her innocent smile are clearly outlined with smooth strokes.

The floodgates of memory were opened.

She closed her eyes and thought about it.

That year, she was a sophomore and had a unique talent for soft clothing.

That year was her lucky year - her school invited a senior designer to give lectures to them. At the beginning of the second half of the semester, the designer instructor used the three houses he received to openly solicit design drafts from all students. The top three could practice them under his step-by-step guidance.

She became a lucky one. As a sophomore, she entered the top three and was fortunate enough to become the designer of the soft decoration part of a beautiful small villa.

That was her first work. In the work, she incorporated her endless imagination of home and carefully crafted a small home that was warm, simple, and full of modern flavor.

And the background of these paintings is obviously in that place - that small villa, a small villa in the sea of ​​flowers, her favorite place to hang out.

She opened her eyes again and walked to the easel. There was a painting on it. On the paper was a sketch. It was actually a profile of her standing in front of the window watching the sunrise that day. A few simple strokes calmed her down. His eyes and slight smile are all depicted...

Painted by Jin Hengyuan.

He actually has such skill in painting.

She was extremely surprised.

Xiuzhi's face was full of shock.

What shocked her the most was:

He knew her six years ago...

My heart surged all of a sudden.

His slender fingers gently crossed the pieces of drawing paper, and countless surprises piled up in his heart.

what happened?

What is going on?

Oh, by the way, he said before that he and she were not the first acquaintances. Because he had met her before, the marriage was made possible.

She kept forgetting to ask how he recognized her and why she had no impression.

Now, the answer seems to be coming to me.

He was the owner of that little villa six years ago.

She remembered that Quan Yishen said half a sentence and did not continue, but Jin Hengyuan stopped him.

Why?

Here’s why!

Jin Hengyuan provided her with his own small villa and let her become the designer of his house...

Is that so?

Is that so?

That question popped up in her mind.

After walking out of the room, she hurried back to her room, took her mobile phone, and dialed a number. It was the number of the designer mentor Zhang Rushan.

That teacher Zhang is a well-known designer in the industry. He came to take over the class that year. His classes combined theory with practice and were very popular among the students.

From time to time, he would also take them to visit the finished works designed by him and give on-the-spot explanations.

That year of teaching was extremely beneficial to Su Jin.

The successful completion of the small villa was all due to his careful guidance.

In those few months of practical operation, she did everything by herself, and her mentor taught her with all her heart.

With her, it was definitely an unforgettable life experience.

"Hey, who's there?"

The teacher spoke Mandarin in a low-pitched and Cantonese tone on the phone.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang, I'm Su Jin. Six years ago, you took me under your wing for a year. Do you still remember me?"

Su Jin was a little worried. He was a celebrity, but she was just one of the many students he had taught. You are busy and have met many people, so it is difficult to leave an impression on someone who is nothing special. This is based on her experience.

"Su Jin? Is that Xiao Su from Jia Shi?"

After Zhang Rushan thought for a short time, he asked.

"Yes, yes. I am Xiao Su from Jia City!"

Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect you, teacher, to still remember me."

She was overjoyed.

"Why don't you remember it? I'm very impressed...a very talented little girl. That villa was designed very well."

Zhang Rushan praised again, his tone was so kind.

Su Jin felt a little embarrassed when she heard it. At that time, no matter how good her design was, she still seemed childish. Although at that time, it was indeed her best and most extraordinary work.

"Xiao Su, are you looking for something to do with me today?"

After chatting for a few words about the current situation, Zhang Rushan asked.

"There is indeed something I want to ask the teacher for confirmation."

"you say."

Zhang Rushan always spoke with an encouraging smile in his tone.

"That small villa in Shan County that the teacher was responsible for that year, I want to know who is its owner?"

The person on the phone seemed stunned for a moment, then asked instead:

"Hey, what's going on? Why would Xiao Su ask about this matter after so many years?"

"It's like this, teacher. At first, I just thought that you were doing it to train us students, so you accepted a few designs to practice our practical skills, so I didn't think about whether there were other reasons. Today. , I suddenly felt that it wasn’t..."

Su Jin said softly.

Zhang Rushan laughed, his laughter was very hearty, and he was full of interest: "It has been so many years, why do you think it is not the case today, six years later? You should tell me the reason behind this. Come and have a listen!”

Su Jin bit her lip. While chatting with the teacher, she had already entered the studio again.

At this moment, her eyes were roaming back and forth over the paintings, and a certain idea in her mind became more and more certain:

"I...married Jin Hengyuan. Teacher, do you recognize Jin Hengyuan?"

On the phone, Zhang Rushan seemed to be stunned again, and his words were full of surprise, curiosity, and even shock:

"You married Jin Hengyuan?

"Don't you have a boyfriend?

"I remember, your boyfriend was tall, handsome, very elegant, and very kind to you. He always came to pick you up and take you home...

"I remember riding in his car. He was a very well-bred kid."

Su Jin's hand holding the phone tightened, and her heart ached. The past, once the teacher explained it, couldn't help but slip out of the memory bank.

Yes, how good they were back then...

The teacher also said: "If Xiao Su gets married one day, remember to call me. I will definitely support her."

At that time, she smiled coyly and snuggled next to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai was much more generous than her. She shook hands with the teacher and said, "I'll definitely..."

Pulling her thoughts back from her memory, she sighed softly and answered in a calm voice:

"He and I... broke up for many years..."

"Ah...oh...what a pity, what a pity..."

Zhang Rushan felt regretful, and then changed his tone: "However, being able to marry Hengyuan is not a loss at all for you. Well, it should be said that you have earned it."

"So, you recognize Hengyuan?"

"Of course I do. Hengyuan's mother and I are family friends... Hey, that's not right, little girl, I haven't heard of the Jin family having any weddings recently, and I didn't receive any wedding invitations... I even scratched my ear before. Feng, he said that Hengyuan's mother was looking for a blind date for him... When did you get married... Ha, what a coincidence, Hengyuan's mother came to my place..."

After the words fell, a woman's crisp questioning voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Old Zhang, who are you talking to on the phone? Are you smiling so happily? And you mentioned me?"