By chance, Shen Mo recognized Qing Nuanchun's paintings at the art exhibition and bought them at a high price.
The two met again in the background. Qing Nuanchun unconsciously wanted to hide away, but she never knew that the person she was painting was Shen Mo in front of her.
"Classmate Nuan Chun, long time no see." Shen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.
Qing Nuanchun was stunned for a moment when he heard these words and then said, "Do we know each other, Mr. Shen?"
Shen Mo smiled, she knew she was pretending, how could she not remember.
She and he were the only ones in the cold and spacious corridor that day, because Shen Mo was the only boy to Qing Nuanchun who made her feel that he looked very good. It was impossible for Qing Nuanchun not to remember the boy she could think of as soon as she closed her eyes when drawing.
Four years ago, Qing Nuanchun taught Shen Mo painting. It was impossible for her not to remember that Qing Nuanchun was redeemed by Shen Mo that year. But they still separated.
"Oh, I don't know you. You are quite similar to my girlfriend when I was young." Shen Mo mentioned casually.
Qing Nuanchun was stunned because his connotation may not be too obvious.
But Qing Nuanchun didn't want to talk nonsense to Shen Mo, and instantly became serious: "Mr. Shen, could you please give me your address? I will have the painting delivered to your home."
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Then add a WeChat account. I have a bad memory and forgot. I'll send it to you when I get home."
Qing Nuanchun didn't know what to say and knew what he had in mind, but for the sake of business, she had to take out her phone and let him scan it.
Shen Mojian swept it and left immediately, lowering his head and laughing when Qing Nuanchun couldn't see it.
Depressed Girl x The Proud Son of Heaven
Intention: xx
