Chapter 24 Most of the calls were about sales Su Huaiwang returned to the room...
When Su Huaiwang returned to the room, Lin Jue was drawing.
She held a charcoal pencil in her hand, concentrating on the drawing paper in front of her. Light particles fell down and settled in her black hair, giving her a hazy beauty.
Su Huaiwang subconsciously slowed down her breathing and footsteps, but Lin Jue still noticed her the moment she came in.
The girl put down her pen and smiled at her.
Su Huaiwang came back to his senses and forced himself to shift his gaze away from the girl.
She looked at the unfinished painting. Although it only had a few strokes, it was enough to make out the outline of the house.
Su Huaiwang frowned, feeling that the vivid image on the paper looked familiar, but before she could carefully identify it, Lin Jue grabbed the paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
"I found a pen and paper, so I'll just draw while waiting for you." Lin Jue stood up from the chair as if nothing had happened and approached her, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"What did you just draw?" Su Huaiwang asked.
"Nothing, just a house in my hometown."
"Really? I always feel that it looks familiar."
"Maybe it's because you've been to Minguan. The houses there are more or less the same." Lin Jue touched the ends of his hair and answered naturally.
Su Huaiwang's gaze passed over Lin Jue and fell on the trash can containing a lonely piece of paper. After thinking for a moment, he gave up his inexplicable obsession.
"Why are you just throwing it away and not continuing to paint?"
Lin Jue shook his head: "No need to continue painting, it's not very good."
Su Huaiwang was surprised. The impression left on her by the fleeting glimpse just now was not what Lin Jue described himself.
Although it's only a glance, it's not difficult to see the skill of the person holding the pen. The stability of the lines alone is not something a beginner can achieve.
Su Huaiwang was increasingly unconvinced by Lin Jue's claim that he had never studied art, but there was no point in saying it now.
She placed her painting supplies on the table beside her and asked, "So, shall we do sketches or watercolors?"
Lin Jue glanced at the heavy pile of painting tools, then raised his head and stared at Su Huaiwang: "I'll do whatever you say. But as for the sketch, I've already done one."
"That house map just now?"
Lin Jue shook his head and pulled out a piece of paper from his side: "This one."
Su Huaiwang looked closely and saw a woman's profile on the paper. The curves were soft and the light and shadow were clear. It was a profile that Su Huaiwang was very familiar with.
She touched her chin, confirmed it again, and finally asked carefully: "...Me?"
Lin Jue nodded proudly.
Su Huaiwang moved closer to look in disbelief.
Lin Jue was waiting for Su Huaiwang's praise, but when he turned around, he heard: "Isn't it a bit over-beautified?"
There was obviously no big movement on his face, but when Su Huaiwang looked up, he clearly felt that Lin Jue's expression had changed.
There is no light in my eyes.
"Is there?" Lin Jue looked at the portrait again, then at Su Huaiwang, with a hesitant look on his face.
Su Huaiwang quickly added: "You draw too well. After all, no matter how good-looking a person is, he can never be as good-looking as a painting."
She laughed at herself and said this, then refuted herself in her heart: No, Lin Jue is more handsome than the painting.
Lin Jue lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Indeed, the portrait is still not as good as the real person."
She spoke so softly that Su Huaiwang couldn't quite hear her, so he asked again, "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Lin Jue carefully put away the drawing paper and put it in his inner pocket: "Aren't you going to paint watercolors?"
Since the other party was unwilling to say it again, Su Huaiwang did not ask any further questions and immediately went to prepare the watercolor painting tools.
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In the morning, the temperature was just right. The lush greenery in front of the window swayed in the breeze, and the chirping of cicadas from far and near was carried into the room. Su Huaiwang had rarely felt so comfortable when he was painting.
Lin Jue was right next to her, and Su Huaiwang could see his work by just glancing sideways.
In fact, when Lin Jue took out the sketch, Su Huaiwang felt that the other party was probably not only not a beginner, but also had profound attainments in the field of art.
Although I don't know why she was a little awkward at the beginning and had many questions to ask her, it is obvious that she has now entered the state and is wholeheartedly creating her own work.
Lin Jue was painting a blue sky, and his amber eyes didn't notice her for the time being.
This is a rare thing.
Su Huaiwang took advantage of this opportunity and looked at her a little unscrupulously.
There is no doubt that Lin Jue is handsome, and his seriously immersed expression at this moment makes people unconsciously obsessed with it.
She raised her arms, revealing her tight and smooth curves. She pursed her thin, slightly red lips, and the smile that had always been on the corners of her lips disappeared, leaving behind a seriousness that Su Huaiwang was not familiar with. Her long and thick eyelashes blinked from time to time, like butterfly wings, tickling people's hearts.
Su Huaiwang accidentally looked past the limit and didn't even notice that the paintbrush in his hand had stopped for a long time.
Lin Jue turned his head and gave her a helpless smile: "What's wrong? You keep looking at me."
With a "click", the paintbrush fell to the ground in fright, leaving a thick mark on the floor.
Su Huaiwang hurriedly picked up the paintbrush and said hastily: "No, nothing..."
The phone suddenly rang in the studio, saving Su Huaiwang from danger.
Su Huaiwang picked up the phone as if he had seen a savior.
"I'm going to take a call." She said this to Lin Jue, avoiding his gaze.
Lin Jue nodded, and Su Huaiwang hurried out of the studio.
Silence returned to the room. The quiet girl picked up her paintbrush, then put it down again, placing it in the shadow where the sunlight could not reach.
The imagined sunny day came to an abrupt end before it was complete.
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On the other side, Su Huaiwang looked at the strange number displayed on his mobile phone and felt that the number looked familiar.
Without thinking much, she pressed the answer button.
A beeping sound was heard, Su Huaiwang tilted his ear but said nothing.
Soon, a female voice appeared: "Hello, how are you?"
"Hello." Su Huaiwang's voice was very cold. After all, the only calls she could receive except from Tu Zhizhuo were advertisements.
She looked at the same mobile phone page again, which said the number was from Sibei.
"Hello, Miss Su Huaiwang. I'm from the Sibei Police System. My name is Lei Yinyin, police number 164873. We met yesterday at Baiyang Temple. Do you remember?"
The sound enhanced by the radio waves was not enough to remind Su Huaiwang, but the name said by the other party made Su Huaiwang remember it vaguely.
The heroic woman I met at Aries Temple yesterday had this name written on her work badge.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Su Huaiwang frowned, not having a good feeling in his heart.
The other party smiled friendly and said, "Please rest assured, our chance encounter yesterday was purely accidental, and I didn't come to you because of what happened yesterday."
"I'm calling to make a simple follow-up visit regarding your disappearance a year ago."
Su Huaiwang held the phone a little further away and confirmed the number on it again.
She temporarily closed the call page and opened the memo.
The woman on the other end of the phone didn't get a response, so she asked in confusion, "Are you still there?"
"Yes." Su Huaiwang's voice, without any fluctuations, came again: "Excuse me, is this your private number?"
Lei Yinyin was speechless: "Yes." Then he added: "You can check my police number on the National Police System Platform. All my relevant information is there. You can rest assured."
Su Huaiwang ignored her explanation and continued, "If you want to ask about the incident a year ago, then you should know that your people gave me a contact number at that time. Since I don't have enough means to confirm your authenticity now, could you please call me using that number?"
These words were spoken calmly and logically. Lei Yinyin wanted to say something else, but then he remembered his work rules and gave up.
"Okay, I was inconsiderate. Please wait a moment."
After Su Huaiwang agreed, he hung up the phone.
Thinking that the other party might fight back, Su Huaiwang was not in a hurry to go back into the studio. Instead, he rested outside, clearing his mind and dispelling the awkward heat on his cheeks.
Sure enough, before long, the number on Su Huaiwang's memo called.
Su Huaiwang checked again and again and only answered the call after confirming that it was correct.
"Hello." It was still Lei Yinyin's voice. Su Huaiwang was a little surprised. She thought it would be the staff of this number calling her.
"Hello, now I can confirm your identity. Is there anything you want to ask?"
"Don't be nervous, it's just a small follow-up investigation." Lei Yinyin breathed a sigh of relief. At least Su Huaiwang was much more reasonable than many of her previous colleagues.
"We'd like to confirm that you were missing for nearly a month in Beiguan Village, Minguan, last June. You were later found with no obvious signs of injury, but you have developed amnesia, is that correct?"
"Beiguan Village?" Su Huaiwang frowned even deeper: "I went to Nanguan Village."
Lei Yinyin on the other end quickly changed the subject: "Okay, I get it, maybe we made a mistake."
But she did not make any changes to the file, she just added records.
"I want to ask, is there still no sign of recovery of the part of your lost memory?"
"Yes." Su Huaiwang said in a normal tone. This was no big deal to her.
"Okay, so have you felt that there is anything bothering you in your life recently?"
“Has the problem changed so much?”
"I just want to understand your living situation and see if this incident has had any impact on your life."
"No." Su Huaiwang said decisively.
Lei Yinyin was silent for a moment, her voice taking on a deep, gentle tone. "Apart from the limiting factors of this incident, in your life over the past year, is there anything...that you feel is slightly off?"
Somehow, her voice seemed to have magic. Su Huaiwang originally wanted to say no again directly, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.
My brain inexplicably began to automatically replay all the details of the past month or so since I met Lin Jue:
A silent house, a girl who rarely goes out, skin that's cold even in summer, paleness that occasionally flashes before my eyes...
Su Huaiwang was speechless, while Lei Yinyin on the opposite side had already got the answer she wanted, and her voice was filled with laughter:
"Okay, thank you for your patience. This phone call ends here. We will conduct an offline follow-up visit soon. I will be in charge of it again and will choose a time that suits you."
"Wait," Su Huaiwang came back to his senses: "I'm not in Sibei now..."
"It's okay, don't worry, we'll come find you. You don't need to prepare anything, just proceed as usual. If you have any questions, you can call this number or the local police station. I wish you a happy life."
The civil servant on the other end of the phone ended the call with a blessing that ended with a slight upward curve.
After hanging up the phone, the upward curve of her lips disappeared, and her young face looked thoughtful.
A disciple in training clothes passed by and asked her curiously, "What's wrong, Sister Yin Yin? Is there something wrong?"
"I'm not sure yet."
"No way! That's the case the boss is in charge of!"
"What boss?" Lei Yinyin slapped the young disciple on the forehead. "Have you watched too many porn movies? We are public officials, not thugs!"
She turned around and said, "She's not omnipotent. She might make mistakes, okay? Otherwise, why do you think we need to do a follow-up visit?"
In front of them was a green mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, with fairy winds lingering around the pillars. However, the two of them were now standing in the martial arts field on the hillside of this fairy mountain in their modern clothes.
"I still have to go once..." Lei Yinyin murmured.
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