An Jingqi sat on the sofa motionless from the moment Gu Junke's bag fell to the ground, watching the whole process.

Now after listening to Mr. Cangming's words, he nodded, then squatted down, picked up a pen, and put it in Gu Junke's hand.

He approached the woman slightly, with an ambiguous posture, and said in the girl's ear in a voice that only two people could hear: "Then I'll leave first, and you can do your best, Miss Gu."

Gu Junke was about to say something, but the man had already stood up and said goodbye to Mr. Cangming, and left without any regrets.

After An Jingqi left, Mr. Cangming looked at Gu Junke who had put things in order and said, "Who are you, Muzi?"

Gu Junke sat back on the sofa again, looked at Mr. Cangming and smiled, then took back the album and carefully put it into his bag: "Sorry, teacher, it was really inconvenient to meet you just now..."

A different look suddenly appeared on Mr. Cangming's face: "How could I understand you so well? It turns out that you are Muzi... It seems that you invited me here this time for the art exhibition?"

"...Of course not..." Gu Junke observed the changes in Mr. Cangming's expression and said with a smile, "As we talked before you came, my creation has encountered a bottleneck. I hope to get the teacher's help."

Give me personal guidance."

"Art, muses are very important, but it seems to me that you already have one..." Mr. Cangming smiled and looked at the direction An Jingqi left.

"You mean, An Jingqi?" Gu Junke smiled, as if he was in disbelief.

But to Mr. Cangming, this look seemed like the shyness of a little girl, so Mr. Cangming sighed and said with a smile: "It's great to be young."

"Teacher~" Gu Junke lowered his head and smiled.

"Muzi, your talent in color and your keen capture of light and shadow are geniuses that have not been seen in decades." Mr. Cangming looked at Gu Junke and smiled lovingly, "It is indeed a pity that you do not want to study abroad.

, but I will help you, and you will definitely become a better Impressionist painting master than me..."

Gu Junke was stunned for a moment. She knew that Luo Mingchuan was talented in art, but Gu Junke did not expect that an art master like Mr. Cangming would be so sure of Luo Mingchuan.

But why did Luo Mingchuan stay and do those things?

"Muzi, for those who have a muse in their hearts, the bottleneck period will not be too long." Looking at Gu Junke across from him in a daze, Mr. Cangming smiled, "By the way, when I come to Yunchuan City this time, I want to go to one more place.

place……"

"Where?"

"Jing'an District." Mr. Cangming mentioned Jing'an District, and the expression on his face became kind. "I heard that a commercial city is about to be rebuilt there. I'm afraid if I don't come here, I won't have the chance..."

"Well, it just so happens that my exhibition is scheduled at the end of the art festival. During this time, I can accompany you for a walk..."

After sending Mr. Cangming back to the hotel, Gu Junke came to the hospital.

It was already late at night, and there was no one in the corridor. The only sound of Gu Junke's high heels could be heard. Several nurses at the front desk looked at Gu Junke with some dissatisfaction. Gu Junke smiled apologetically and stepped lightly.

Gu Junke came to Luo Mingchuan's ward. A young nurse had just come out of the room. She looked at Gu Junke and asked, "Why did you come? You disappeared after sending the patient away. The patient had just finished the infusion and was already asleep."

Gu Junke hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

The little nurse didn't have the patience to wait for her, and continued directly: "The wound is quite deep, and it was brought late. It's getting better during the day. The wound was inflamed just now, and the fever started again, and it will go away now."

"Will... die?" Gu Junke looked at the man lying on the hospital bed inside and asked with a half-smile.

"Why die?" The nurse looked at the strange expression on the woman in front of her and said, "Are you her girlfriend? Are couples so violent when they quarrel now? Several large pieces of glass were taken out and they were deeply pierced."

"I'm not her girlfriend." Gu Junke said softly.

The little nurse didn't seem to believe it: "Why are you still angry now? Your boyfriend is protecting you. Our doctor asked him if this was intentional harm. He also said that he was careless. When I saw it, it was a couple quarreling.

,Hey, impulse is the devil~"

The little nurse pushed Gu Junke with her shoulder and said, "If you quarrel at the head of the bed, let's have it at the end of the bed. After all, there are not many handsome and affectionate men nowadays."

Gu Junke was a little impatient: "Has he woke up today?"

"You know you feel distressed?" the little nurse said gossiping, "Well, after waking up for a while, I was in a daze. Everyone had someone to accompany me, but he didn't. It's pitiful. I think he has been waiting for you."

"You have such a rich imagination." Gu Junke smiled, ignored the little nurse, and pushed the door open.

Gu Junke walked over and sat beside Luo Mingchuan's bed. The swelling on the man's face had disappeared, but the scars were still there. His face was pale, and a few strands of hair were hanging over his eyes.

Looking along the hair, his long eyelashes rose and fell slightly with his breathing. He was lying there quietly, as if he would never wake up.

Gu Junke stepped forward and touched the man's forehead with the back of his hand. This action seemed to alarm the man, who squirmed slightly.

Gu Junke took his hand away and when he turned around, his hand was suddenly grabbed. Gu Junke thought the man had woken up and immediately became alert.

But when I turned around, I found that the man's eyes opened and closed in a daze, and his consciousness was either very clear or relaxed.

She gently pulled her hand out, only to hear the man murmuring in her sleep: "Junjun, how did you escape?"

The voice is too low and I can't hear the joy and anger.

At this time, it started to rain lightly outside the window. The raindrops hit the window and followed the window, drop by drop, forming a long series of water drop texture on the surface of the glass window.

Gu Junke looked at the man on the bed. If he had to ask, when did he fall in love with this man?

Maybe it was the same rainy summer that year...

However, I didn't know that at that time, it was just the throbbing of my youth, but it pulled me into the dark abyss...

A sleepless night...

The rain outside the window was still falling. Luo Mingchuan pursed his dry lips and slowly opened his eyes. The blurry picture gradually became clear. He saw Gu Junke lying on the table in front of him.

Luo Mingchuan just looked at Gu Junke with deep eyes. He didn't know how long it took until the little nurse's voice interrupted him: "Hey, what are you doing? The liquid is all empty. I'm dying. Look, all the blood has returned."

Already."

The little nurse quickly pulled out the needle from Luo Mingchuan's hand and treated it.

Gu Junke was also awakened. She stretched her body and watched the little nurse murmuring in a low voice while handling the problem.

Gu Junke looked at the red and swollen back of Luo Mingchuan's hands and said nothing.

"Are you feeling guilty?" Luo Mingchuan looked at Gu Junke and smiled weakly.

Before Gu Junke could answer, he saw Gu Yanzhi trotting in. She threw herself in front of Luo Mingchuan's bed, her eyes filled with tears: "What's wrong with you, Mingchuan, what's going on? Who did it? You must be in pain."
Chapter completed!