Chapter 273 No one can guess his thoughts
Qin Mu put down the book and went to open the door. Meng Zhen and Xiao Han were standing outside, holding two bags of fresh fruits and snacks.
"Sister?" Meng Anran was a little surprised. "Why are you here?"
"Your sister was worried about you. She went to Lihuayuan and the bodyguard said you didn't live there. Then she asked Ruiming and he said you had a day off today, so she guessed you would come here." Xiao Han said with certainty, as if he knew Meng Anran's habits very well.
Meng Zhen smiled and shook the paper bag in her hand: "I passed by that old shop in the south of the city and bought the osmanthus cake you like."
"Have a seat." Meng Anran pointed to the sofa on the other side, then brushed the sawdust off her hands and went to the sink to wash them. "It would be much easier to just call and schedule a time. Why drive all this way here? There's nothing here."
"It's okay, I just wanted to see you." Meng Zhen smiled gently, full of concern for her sister.
She turned her head to look at Xiao Han and found that his eyes were attracted by the unfinished wood sculpture on the workbench.
A ferocious wolfhound was bound by chains, and the figure holding the chains was blurry, with only the dagger in his hand being particularly clear.
"Is this a new work?" Xiao Han took a few steps closer, as if he could understand the symbolic meaning of the sculpture at a glance.
"Yeah." Meng Anran calmly picked up a piece of velvet and covered the sculpture. "Just doing it casually."
Xiao Han looked at Meng Anran meaningfully, knowing very well that this was not as simple as just doing it casually.
Each of her sculptures represents her state of mind. The first one, "Living in Freedom," depicts Lu Heng, who is high and mighty and despises everyone throughout his life, and is also her nightmare.
The second piece, “Expulsion”, depicts herself, a PTSD patient. The calmness and self-control she appears to have and the darkness and hideousness she actually has present a torn picture, representing her struggle caused by mental illness.
This time, a dog and a man with a knife appeared, which were the real scenes of her nightmare and the cause of her illness.
It is no longer an abstraction into other images, but a concretization of dreams.
She has begun to face the darkness in her deepest heart that she least wants to touch.
It seems that the news Qin Mu came with was not just comfort, her PTSD symptoms were indeed improving.
The four of them sat in the tea room of the studio, and eight out of ten sentences Meng Zhen said were about her concern for Meng Anran and various ways of comforting her.
Meng Anran didn't like listening to these topics. They seemed to be filled with pity, making her not know how to respond.
Xiao Han knew Meng Anran's character quite well, so he held Meng Zhen's hand at the right time to stop her from continuing with the "preaching" topic.
Changing the subject, he said, "By the way, it seems like something big has happened at Hengyi Group these past few days, and the financial news has been reporting on it. It seems to be... related to Lu Heng?"
Qin Mu paused for a moment, his teacup in his hand, and glanced at An Xiaoran worriedly.
Meng Anran poured them more tea with a calm expression, "He's already gone abroad, what could be the big deal?"
Meng Zhen also remembered this incident, but Xiao Han diverted her attention. "It's said that Lu Heng suddenly went abroad and transferred the company to someone else. Tell me, why did he suddenly abandon Hengyi Group and go abroad?"
The news about the cocktail party that day was kept strictly secret, and the news did not reveal any clues at all.
Only those who attended the cocktail party that day knew what terrible event had taken place. Even Xiao Han and Meng Zhen did not get any specific details from Qin Mu.
They only knew that Mingjing proposed to Liuzhi that day, and Mingjing took over the Liu family's Jiayan Entertainment.
Meng Anran fainted and became unconscious because a guest's dog, which was not properly leashed, suddenly rushed into her lounge, causing her to become shocked.
No one noticed the barely perceptible trembling of Meng Anran's fingertips, but her voice remained steady: "Who knows what's going on in the business world? Lu Heng is someone who doesn't play by the rules. No one can guess what he's thinking."
Including herself.
Amidst the aroma of tea, Xiao Han suddenly asked, "An Ran, have you encountered any trouble recently?"
"Hmm?" Meng Anran raised an eyebrow in confusion, then smiled, "What kind of trouble could it be?"
"It feels like... you seem a little different this time." Xiao Han half-closed his eyes and looked at her carefully.
"I'm fine." Meng Anran glared at him with pretended impatience, with no intention of confessing to them.
There are some truths that are safer the fewer people know them.
She changed the subject: "Xiao Han, how long will you stay this time?"
"I was supposed to leave yesterday, but I was worried about you, so I decided to stay a few more days until your condition stabilized."
"No need." Meng Anran waved her hand. "I've seen it too. I'm fine."
Xiao Han nodded in agreement. The sculpture just now was enough to show that she was much better than before.
But Meng Zhen was still worried: "An Ran, don't be so stubborn. If there is anything, you must tell us. We are your family you can trust."
Meng Anran paused, then curled the corners of her lips and said comfortingly: "Sister, I'm really fine, the doctor said I'm fine."
She picked up her cell phone, quickly retrieved the latest assessment report that Kenai had sent her, and handed it to Meng Zhen.
"This is an evaluation report issued by a psychiatrist. You should believe it, right?"
She knows that when it comes to health problems, her saying "it's okay" a hundred times is not as convincing as a doctor's diagnosis report.
As expected, Meng Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief after reading it: "That's good. Mom and Dad are also worried about you. They are afraid that you will have health problems again during this hospitalization."
Meng Anran answered the phone. "Now that you're sure I'm fine, let's leave for Hai City as soon as possible. Xiao Han's work can't be delayed. He's been here for so long, and the studio's accumulated issues probably haven't been resolved yet. This time, it was supposed to be a one-way trip to pick you up, but it ended up being delayed for a few days. That's not good."
She said this not for Xiao Han's sake, but because she didn't like being treated like a patient and having people sacrifice their time to accommodate her.
Besides, mental illness is something that only she can solve by herself. Meng Zhen can't help much if she stays here, and it will only be a waste of time.
Xiao Han naturally understood the intention of her words and simply continued: "What you said makes sense. I am worried that no one has been watching over the studio for too long. Since your condition has improved, Zhenzhen and I will return to Hai City tomorrow."
"Well, I have other plans tomorrow, so I won't see you off."
After chatting for a while, Xiao Han wanted to take Meng Zhen back to pack her luggage.
Before leaving, his eyes lingered on the velvet covering the sculpture: "Miss, that work..."
He paused and changed his words: "Very special."
Meng Anran followed his gaze and said softly, "Just some random thoughts."
Xiao Han hesitated to speak, and finally just nodded.
Watching their car drive away, Qin Mu put his arm around Meng Anran's waist from behind: "Xiao Han seems to have noticed."
"Yeah." She leaned into his arms, "But this is also good."
At least, they won't be caught up in this vortex.
A corner of the velvet cloth on the sculpture was blown up by the wind, revealing the faint inscription on the chain: It turns out that the person holding the knife has been blocking the knife for me.
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