"After five years of hidden marriage, he was a financial sponsor I had never met; once he returned to China, he became my carefully planned prey."
When Song Qingyu was twenty years old, in order to escape from the Mei family, she "sold" herself to a mysterious man.
After five years of marriage, he only existed as "Mr. G" at the end of emails, but he supported her in studying painting abroad, becoming famous, and being treasured.
On the night she returned home, the Mei family forced her to get close to Gu Boyan, the upstart in Haicheng.
That man collected her paintings, understood her pain, and handed her a White Rabbit toffee when she was in the most awkward condition.
She said: "Mr. Gu, I want to get closer to you."
He chuckled: "Wait until you remember where the first kiss was."
But she has long forgotten——
When she was eleven years old, the boy who helped her catch dragonflies in the back garden of Gu's family once placed a gentle kiss on her crying cheek.
"It wasn't until the auction that she stood in front of a forbidden painting she painted when she was twenty years old, and tore apart the author's identity in public."
Mei Mingyuan's eyes were splitting in the audience. That was the "sister" he had guarded for twenty years, and it was also the abyss that he could not love.
Gu Boyan applauded calmly in the front row. She was the wife he had hidden for five years, and she had polished her edge with his own hands.
"The art world was in an uproar and the Mei family was in shock, but Gu Boyan just wiped the paint from her fingertips and asked in a low voice:
"Now, should you call me Mr. G, Mr. Gu, or... Your husband? ""
——I used pain as paint to paint half of my life in embarrassment.
But you said that every stroke is light refracted by a prism and should be treasured.
Purpose: Write a story about an artist