Given A Second Chance: Time for Revenge!: Chapter 528 Love you in an invisible place for four years

After changing clothes and coming out, Ye Hanjun was still in the bedroom and did not come out, Su Zibao was sitting in the small living room on the second floor waiting for him.

Compared with the large living room on the first floor, this small living room is very casually furnished. It seems to be Ye Hanyun's private area. There are some books, potted plants, notebooks, stereos, and some decorations. It's not as magnificent as the first floor, but it looks natural.

There is a tatami in one corner of the living room, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a bookshelf on the other side. Presumably Ye Hanyun usually leans on the tatami, and can easily get books to read, and turn his head to overlook the beautiful scenery.

Su Zibao just glanced at it casually, and a piano-shaped music box the size of a fist caught her attention. The music box is very beautiful, of course, this is not the key to attracting Su Zibao's attention, but the piano sound coming from the music box is very familiar.

Su Zibao got up and walked to the bookshelf, looked at the music box, and found that it turned out to be a recording style, and the sound could be turned up.

After pressing the tuning mechanism, Su Zibao can now be sure that this piano piece is "Jane Eyre", and it is a live recorded version. This is the one she played before.

Su Zibao pressed the next song, which turned into a female voice, Pei Shishi's voice, the one she was very familiar with, "He's Not a Lover".

Next song, "Deep Sea".

The next song, Luo Bingwan's singing.

If there is anything in common, these songs are all produced by Emperor Jue. To narrow it down, these songs were all written by Su Zibao.

Since she joined Dijue, she has not written many songs, but Su Zibao pressed the button of one song again and again and found that every song was there.

All the songs composed by Su Zibao are here.

Ye Hanjun, when did he collect it?

Su Zibao looked at the music box, feeling a little complicated, closed it and put it back in place. Looking around, I found a painted painting hanging on the wall, and the woman in it had seven similar features to Su Zibao.

There was a picture album on the bookshelf, Su Zibao hesitated for a moment, looked at the picture hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but open it.

Sure enough it was her.

One by one, sketches, watercolors, traditional Chinese paintings, comics... All of them are hers, and each one has a date marked under it.

She seemed to know now, how he spent the past four years, and why he was so obsessed with her.

Because he listened to the songs she wrote and described her face, it was more profound than her memory over and over again, how could he forget.

How to forget.

He didn't want to forget at all, instead he remembered her more and more deeply.

The sound of Ye Hanjun's footsteps came from outside the living room, and Su Zibao quickly put the album back where it was and sat down on the sofa, pretending that he didn't notice anything, but in fact...he was in a complicated mood.

In a place you can't see, there is someone who has loved you for four years, as always. So far, ceaselessly.

"A Bao, you are so beautiful in this dress." Ye Hanjun walked in with the ginseng soup, placed it in front of Su Zibao, and said to her with a smile, "Come, drink a bowl first, to drive away the cold, and don't catch a cold."

Su Zibao was still wearing her original leather shorts and long boots, but changed into a pure white knitted sweater. The loose top fell loosely to her thighs, but it looked extra charming and sexy.

Su Zibao picked it up and took a sip. She wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but she was someone who couldn't hide things. She pointed to the sketch hanging on the wall and said, "This is me?"

"Wow, A Bao is really smart. How about it? I found a well-known young male painter in China and painted a painting of yours. It's okay to look at it. Look at how good and expressive other people's paintings are." Ye Hanjun said nothing. I thought that Su Zibao found out so quickly

The things here, he is usually used to being alone, but he didn't find anything wrong. In fact, outsiders can see it at a glance.

He felt embarrassed to admit that he painted Su Zibao. Anyway, with his Ye Ershao style, finding an artist to paint a picture is nothing.

When Ye Hanjun was doting on a woman, let alone put up a portrait, show your photo on the most expensive screen in the highest mall in the imperial capital to show that he can do it, it's nothing.

But autographing a woman, never.

For a person like him, how to spend money for a woman and how to arrange romance is not rare. A veteran of Huacong, rich and expensive, he can do this for any woman.

However, he only painted one person. When I miss her so much, but I can't do anything.

Not with strokes, but with heart.

Just want to look at her, touch her, and still live in his heart.

A well-known young male painter in China? Is that young man still called Ye Hanyun?

She had already seen the signature on the album.

But Su Zibao doesn't break it at this time, because her mood is also very complicated, like someone you never care about, you know he likes you, but you don't know how much he likes you.

The air was quiet for a while, and the two drank **** soup in silence.

The **** soup was spicy, but Su Zibao didn't like the taste very much, so he frowned and took a few big mouthfuls.

Seeing her frown, Ye Hanjun got up and went downstairs. After a while, she brought out a stack of candied fruit, handed it to Su Zibao and said, "Try this."

Facing her, he always seemed to be so cautious and considerate, as if holding a treasure, for fear that she was a little bit bad.

"Thank you." Su Zibao picked up a sweet jujube, and finally diluted the spicy and astringent taste, much better.

After drinking the **** soup, Ye Hanjun sent her back. It was still raining outside, he was driving and she was sitting in the co-pilot.

"A Bao, you won't be unhappy today." Ye Hanjun asked with a smile while driving.

Su Zibao said lightly, "I said earlier, I'm not unhappy, I'm fine."

"Okay, then you go back and rest early. Next time you are unhappy, don't use wine to drown your sorrows. I will show you fireworks, your favorite fire tree silver flower." Ye Hanyun looked at her, her evil peach blossom eyes overflowing with sunshine. smile.

Su Zibao pursed his lips and smiled. Why did she use wine to drown her sorrows, she just cooperated with Pei Yi in acting for Mu Yunlan to watch.

The car stopped at the entrance of Li Han's villa, but unexpectedly found that there was a car parked here. Seeing that car, Su Zibao knew who was coming.

But strangely, according to their agreement, Pei Yi shouldn't come to her, right?

Ye Hanjun parked the car, opened the car door with an umbrella, and said to Su Zibao, "Be careful, don't get wet again."

Most of the umbrellas were held above her.

Su Zibao pushed the umbrella beside him and said, "Do you want to go back and change your clothes again? I'm so thin, are you making fun of me for being fat by leaving such a large space?"

"How come, our Miss Su is too plump to have a good figure, and it is too skinny to lose a point. This is just right." As expected of a master of love, Ye Hanjun's sweet words came.

Su Zibao chuckled, this guy.

After the two got out of the car, they walked towards the door at the same time, but they were both stunned.

Pei Yi, Mu Yunlan, and Li Han were standing under the door on the first floor, looking at the two of them, while Pei Yi's eyes were burning, staring at her, which made people feel inexplicable and flustered for a moment.