When the two passed by, the cigarette between Luan Chi's lips suddenly fell to the ground, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Ying Ning's wrist, and pulled her towards him.

A handful of cigarette ash bounced off the carpet, splashing a gray-white on the ground, and a little red light gradually extinguished, leaving a small black dot at the end.

She opened her mouth, duly suppressed the screams that were about to come out, pursed her lips, and lowered her head without saying a word.

"We've seen it, right?"

The smell of tobacco came from the top of her head, and she was shocked to find that Luan Chi's body no longer had the familiar faint aroma of the past, but a kind of alcohol mixed with cigarettes that was neither good nor unpleasant, and the smell of women's perfume.

Frightened by this sentence, Ying Ning took a step backwards and wanted to withdraw his wrist.

"No, no...... I don't remember ......"

She thought he was talking about the last time she was in the 808 private room, and she subconsciously wanted to deny it, and she didn't want him to know that the woman who had the same night as him was herself. Luan Chi loves her so much, but she sleeps with a man in a daze, even though the man is him, but that doesn't work, she is simply inferior to the extreme.

"Yes, I was so impressed by the book "History of Western Aesthetics" that I can't be mistaken. ”

Luan Chi saw that she wanted to run, but she felt more interesting, and couldn't help but increase the force in her hand even more, holding the woman's hand, almost like lifting a chicken, and lifting her in front of his eyes.

Hearing him say this, Ying Ning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was referring to this time, not that time.

"Ah...... Just look at it casually and laugh. ”

Her hanging heart finally fell again, barely squeezing out a smile.

Luan Chipi didn't smile, anyway, he didn't let go, and said slowly: "Are you a student?

She looks very young, she shouldn't be very old, she is in her early 20s, she should still be at the age of studying, how can an ordinary drinking girl read that kind of book when she is in the car, and playing WeChat is almost the same as Momo.

"Uh...... Yes, I learned to draw. ”

Ying Ning didn't want to entangle with him for too long, so she casually told a lie, in fact, it was not all a lie, after all, in addition to working part-time here, she would occasionally paint a few paintings and send them to be sold in the gallery, in order to save money to continue her studies abroad.

Luan Chi didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Oh, which school, Central Academy of Fine Arts, Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, well, there seem to be a lot of schools around here, there seem to be a lot of ...... schools nearby."

Ying Ning said with a smile: "How can it be that kind of school, if you can't get in, even if you get in, you can't afford to study." I just draw casually, and I don't have any talent, so I ......."

Before she could finish speaking, Luan Chi had already taken her hand and walked to the other end of the corridor.

"You—where are you taking me?"

This time she was really panicked, she didn't care about being heard and seen, and asked with a scream.

Luan Chi walked very fast, didn't look back, pulled Ying Ning with great strength, kicked open the door of a private room at will, brought her in, and then closed the door quickly.

Meeting her panicked eyes, and thinking back to what she had just done, Luan Chi realized that she might have scared the little girl.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not trying to do anything to you. ”

He was slightly embarrassed, waved his hand again and again, and pulled back a little distance between the two.

"You think, I can't do anything to other women in a bar, I'm the hostess's person. ”

Although it is a shame to say this, it is indeed a fact, in "Style", there are many women who want to climb up the pole, but they never dare to put their minds on Luan Chi. You must know that Zhong Wanmei has four or five professional thugs around her all the year round, if she dares to seduce her man, she will not be killing herself.

"You said you could draw, can you draw me a simple sketch? It's smaller, you can put it in your wallet. ”

After speaking, Luan Chi looked around, and finally found a pile of white paper on the coffee table in the private room that was specially used to record the orders of guests, and there happened to be a ballpoint pen next to it. He picked it up, tried it on paper, and it worked, so he stuffed it into Ying Ning's hand together.

She was slightly stunned and took the paper and pen in his hand.

"Is it difficult? It doesn't have to be too detailed, it's about an outline, and you can see that it's me. ”

Probably the expression on Ying Ning's face made Luan Chi misunderstood, he hurriedly drew his fingers around his face, then turned around, looked at himself at the glass mirror on the wall, and said to himself: "It's really ugly, my face wasn't so pale before...... Actually, there are lines here even in the corners of the eyes, which is damn good. ”

Listening to his familiar voice, Ying Ning almost burst into tears.

She knows better than anyone how much he loves beauty, before going to the army, Luan Chi had more bottles and cans at home than hers, she often forgets to put on a mask, but Luan Chi will never forget. I remember that before leaving, he packed out a box of skin care products and wanted to secretly send them to the car, but he didn't want to, and when Luan Jin found out, he scolded Luan Chi and kicked everything out of the jeep.

"No, you're still ...... It's beautiful. ”

Choked up, she blurted out, and after speaking, she realized that she was who she was at this time, and she shouldn't have said such words.

Luan Chi didn't hear anything wrong, turned his head very happily, his eyes lit up, and asked, "Really?"

Ying Ning nodded, took a deep breath, pressed the ballpoint pen, tried a few strokes on the paper, found the feel, and then pointed to the sofa next to him, "You sit there, I haven't drawn for a long time, I may have a hand, and it will take a few minutes." ”

He sat down obediently, straightened his chest, and struck a comfortable position, his eyes full of anticipation.

She looked at the familiar face, lowered her head, and quickly put pen to paper.

This is not the first time she has painted him, when she was just discharged from the hospital, she couldn't accept this malicious joke of God, and the money on her body was extremely limited, and most importantly, she didn't dare to appear in Zhonghai at will, for fear of being recognized, so she had to shrink into a basement without even a window every day, living in fear, like a lost dog.

At that time, the only thing that could calm her down was to take a piece of paper, a pen, draw a design draft, and sometimes, she would also draw Luan Chi, with memory, sketching that face little by little.

At the time of the accident, Luan Chi was still in the army, and he had been gone for several months without any news.

If you never see him again...... No, it's true that I'll never see it again. Even if she didn't know each other, she changed her face and changed her identity, how could he still know her in the vast number of beings! What difference could there be between this and never seeing her again?!

The right hand holding the pen couldn't help but tremble.

"What's wrong with you?"

Luan Chi raised one side of his eyebrows, and when he saw that she hadn't put down his pen for a long time, he asked curiously.

Ying Ning hurriedly took a breath, adjusted her state, shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay right away." ”

After speaking, she brushed down the pen, and with a few strokes, she sketched a rough outline of her face, then her hair, facial features, and ...... Leave the eyes at the back of the line before drawing.

At the end of the day, the portrait on the white paper was only missing a pair of eyes.

Ying Ning couldn't finish it, her hands trembled so much, a few times, the tip of the pen was about to click on the paper, and she withdrew it again.

"Can I—can I smoke a cigarette?"

She raised her head and asked the man in front of her, and without waiting for Luan Chi to answer, she put down the unfinished portrait and reached for the cigarette case in the pocket of her short skirt.