Breaking the rules, not rare



Breaking the rules, not rare

Her heart skipped a beat. Boss Zhu came with bad intentions, and the thing he stole was her and Zhou Huaiyue's favorite.

"Picture of Purple Flowers in the Chinese Wolfberry Tree" is a collaborative work between Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue. It is a token of their love and also Zhou Huaiyue's representative work.

Ever since two big names in the Beijing calligraphy and painting circles: Zhou Chuzhuo and Chen Hongyu, jointly brought Zhou Huaiyue to his debut, his works have attracted widespread attention. However, this painting "Ganqi Ziying Tu" has been controversial because the calligraphy and painting are not on the same level.

Those who knew about painting could see Zhou Huaiyue's talent and skills, and offered him a high price to repaint the painting, but he rejected them all outright.

"This one isn't okay, but the others are okay." Shen Roujiao stared at the gold watch reluctantly. She really liked it.

"No change, just that one." Boss Zhu's eyes were firm, with no intention of giving in.

"Boss Zhu, that painting is really not good."

Even though the outside world has different opinions on "Ganqi Ziying Tu", Shen Roujiao likes this painting the most, not only because the words were written by her, but also because this painting witnessed her entire experience with Zhou Huaiyue, from becoming an apprentice to going to jail, from separation to building a factory, this painting has always been hung in the most conspicuous position.

Lu Qinglan liked the painting very much and had previously hung it in his living room. Zhou Huaiyue had put some thought into painting it.

At that time, he and Shen Roujiao had a quarrel at the door of County Governor Gu's house, and he quickly went back and forth to Beijing to sell paintings to raise money to build a factory. When Wu Yi informed him that he had to attend the commendation meeting for fighting against meningococcal meningitis, Zhou Huaiyue directly refused, and the reason for his refusal was very strange: he did not want to save people, but helped Shen Roujiao save people. Therefore, the award should be given to Shen Roujiao.

Wu Yi couldn't persuade him, so Lu Qinglan called Zhou Huaiyue to his home to do some ideological work. Zhou Huaiyue, who was in the midst of a master-disciple split, almost had a breakdown when he looked at the painting they had worked on together.

He didn't say anything for a long time. When Lu Qinglan asked him if he had any requests, Zhou Huaiyue pointed at the painting with a sad look on his face and said, "I want it."

A gentleman helps others to achieve their goals. Lu Qinglan returned the "Ganqi Ziying Tu" to its original owner. This led to Zhou Huaiyue's active cooperation in speaking, presenting awards and taking photos at the commendation meeting.

"How about this. If Boss Zhu wins, I'll let Huai Yue paint another one for you." This was the only compromise Shen Roujiao could think of.

Across from him, Boss Zhu raised his eyebrows, stood up thoughtfully, and said, "Let me make a call." As he spoke, he walked towards the study.

!

Understood immediately.

It turns out that Boss Zhu wanted to place a bet on behalf of someone else.

In a few minutes, Boss Zhu opened the door with a smile on his face, "Deal!" Although he didn't understand painting, it didn't prevent him from having a father-in-law who understood painting and collecting.

In order to please his father-in-law, Boss Zhu showed a determined attitude, picked up the two bottles of wine on the tea table, and said, "Please come to the table, Miss Sanhua."

Father Wen arranged for everyone to sit down and told the aunt working in the kitchen, "They want to drink wine, add two more dishes."

Gu Changgeng sat next to the senior sister and pulled Shen Roujiao's sleeve, "Senior sister, just drink a little and don't take it seriously." He was really afraid of the light in Shen Roujiao's eyes, because that meant she would never admit defeat.

"I know. Don't hold me back." She wasn't in the mood to compete in drinking. She was just thinking about that sip and wanted to drink it.

"Open the wine," Wen Ya handed the bottle opener to Da Zhuang, then turned to Shen Roujiao and said, "Senior sister, I bet you will win. Let me tell you a secret," she pointed at the Maotai on the table and lowered her voice, "My uncle only had one bottle..."

"Traitor!" Boss Zhu interrupted and raised his chin towards Wen Ya, "Fill uncle's cup."

After a few cups, Shen Roujiao was already in high spirits when half a bottle was gone. She took advantage of the wine to talk about the ten-year catastrophe from Zhou Huaiyue's paintings: Facing up to history and reflecting on history are the unshirkable responsibilities of literary and artistic workers. After the chaos was rectified, no film or TV series touched on that wrong era, which is a pity.

At the beginning of the conversation, Gu Changgeng continued sensibly, "My father has attended several meetings. In fact, they have been reflecting on the matter for the past two years and have prepared a lot of materials."

You say something, he says something...

When it was Shen Roujiao's turn, she picked up her red wine glass, feeling both sad and happy, "Among all the people at this table, I am the one who should be most grateful to that wrong era. Without the unjust, false and wrongful convictions, I would not have met Huai Yue, nor would I have met everyone here. Cheers to everyone!"

"Cheers!" Father Wen raised the glass in front of him for the first time.

It was truly an extraordinary night. Boss Zhu fell asleep when his second bottle of Moutai was finished, while Shen Roujiao insisted on drinking three bottles of Margaux with Father Wen. Only after she received the gold Rolex watch from Wen Ya did she completely fall asleep.

She didn't remember how she left the house, how she got on the car, how she vomited when she got home, and how she got drunk and tortured Zhou Huaiyue the next day.

However, Zhou Huaiyue was crying bitterly while hugging Shen Roujiao.

......

"Handsome brother, where is your wife?" Shen Roujiao was lying on the bed, feeling dizzy, but it did not affect her admiration of Zhou Huaiyue's handsome face.

"I'm asking you. Where did you take my wife?" He wiped Shen Roujiao's face and neck with a hot towel, then put it on the desk next to him, preparing to help her take off her clothes.

But Shen Roujiao grabbed him tightly, "Why are you taking off my clothes?"

"Shen Roujiao, look carefully, I am Zhou Huaiyue." He was really angry and his patience in coaxing her was almost exhausted.

"Huai Yue!" Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she fumbled around in her pocket until she took out the watch. She giggled and said, "Here~ I give it to you. The best things are for you."

Zhou Huaiyue unhappily pressed down his hand that was raised in the air. He recognized the watch, it was the one on Boss Zhu's wrist. So, the big bosses that Shen Roujiao had drunk down were Boss Zhu? How did they meet?

Unable to come up with an answer, he suppressed his anger and said, "No."

She raised the watch shakily and shook it ostentatiously, "Don't you like it? I won the wine for you." Her face was full of pride and arrogance.

"It's a broken watch. I'm not interested." He ran around looking for it all night, worried about her safety, and almost called the police. But she drank like this just for a watch.

"Broken~watch..." Shen Roujiao's expression froze into disappointment, her hands dropped powerlessly, tears fell, she cried pitifully, "I want~to~give~you~the~best~thing."

She cried more and more sadly, and finally cried so hard that she couldn't stop, no matter how Zhou Huaiyue tried to comfort her, "I was wrong, baby, don't cry."

She was filled with anger, but when Shen Roujiao burst into tears, all of it turned into self-blame: being drunk was already uncomfortable, and she happily gave him something, but he said nasty words to her and ruthlessly rejected it.

Zhou Huaiyue held the person in his arms with heartache, silently repeating "I'm sorry".

When Shen Roujiao calmed down a little and asked for water, Zhou Huaiyue moved away to pour her some water. She then lay down on the edge of the bed and vomited violently. Her vision turned white and black with flashes of stars.

After rinsing her mouth, Zhou Huaiyue cleaned up the place and it took him half an hour to clean it up. After that, he brought a basin of hot water and cleaned her again.

"Are you feeling better?" He gently combed her hair and stared at his beloved lovingly. Her rosy little face was so pretty that he couldn't help but kiss her eyes.

"Huai Yue, do you still remember your previous life?" Shen Roujiao hooked her arm around his neck and asked seriously.

He shook his head, leaned down and kissed her forehead affectionately.

She kissed him back gently, moved inwards, patted the empty space, and Zhou Huaiyue lay on top of her and held her in his arms. He heard her say, "I remember that I sold clothes in my previous life and made a lot of money..."

Shen Roujiao remembers that her first boss was a positive female boss who loved buying watches. Her favorite was a Rolex owl, which she wore wherever she went. Shen Roujiao, who had just graduated from college, didn't know much about watches, but she also liked that watch. She secretly vowed to buy one when she made a lot of money.

Many years later, my wish came true.

However, since she didn’t have the habit of wearing a watch, the watch was soon put aside. But not wearing it doesn’t mean that she doesn’t like it. She would still take it out and look at it when she remembered it.

But one day, Shen Roujiao couldn't find the watch after searching through all the boxes and cabinets. A few days later, she found the watch on her mother's circle of friends, and found that the watch was worn by her mother's favorite son.

She was so angry that she cried and called her mother to question her mother, but she asked her mother back, "You don't wear it, so what's wrong with giving it to your brother?" Shen Roujiao later insisted on getting the watch back, even though she was scolded by her mother many times.

She firmly believed that her mother's love was not for her, but was given entirely to her unfamiliar half-brother.

At the end of her previous life, Shen Roujiao never expected that her mother would be so angry at the mistress because of her that her blood pressure soared and she fell to the ground and died.

"Huai Yue, do you think she loved me?" Shen Roujiao's eyes were filled with tears. She had asked this question countless times in her heart.

The person in his arms told the story of the previous life so sincerely that Zhou Huaiyue felt heartbroken. He felt so sorry for her, even though she was Shen Roujiao in the previous life, even though she was the one in the story. Zhou Huaiyue kissed her on the top of her head and stroked the tear marks on her face.

"love."

He was no longer willing to cruelly distinguish between love and hate. What a huge knot in the heart that must have made a person question his mother's love for his entire life.

"After she left, I realized: there is no such thing as love or not, there is only the difference between more and less. But even if it was that little, it's gone. I'm so sad. Huaiyue, I'm really sad."

Zhou Huaiyue hugged her tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, his voice trembling with pity, "It's all in the past, don't think about it anymore. Roujiao, forget your past life, forget the bad things. I feel bad."

When his tears could not help falling, Shen Roujiao wiped them away, "Huaiyue, I am so lucky to have you. This," she stuffed the watch into Zhou Huaiyue's hand and held it tightly, "I want to give you my favorite thing. It is not broken, not broken at all, not broken."

Hearing Shen Roujiao repeatedly say "unbroken", Zhou Huaiyue wanted to slap himself. He didn't know that this watch meant so much to her.

"Yes, Bupo, I like it."

The two hugged each other and cried. Shen Roujiao, who was completely liberated, hugged Zhou Huaiyue's arm after crying herself tired and fell asleep sweetly.

Looking at her sleeping face, Zhou Huaiyue couldn't calm down for a long time. The past life described by Shen Roujiao was too real, so real that it seemed as if she had really experienced it herself.

At this moment, he no longer cared to find out whether it was true or not. He only felt distressed and guilty. He didn't want to see her cry again, and he didn't want to see her get hurt again.

He must love her well, and he will love her well.


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