"You or me?" Tan Chenxiao did not lift his head to continue painting.

Good question.

No one ever bowed, or they all wanted to, but in the end, no one bowed.

Lu Qichuan continues to look back at the sea. The person in Tan Chenxiao's works has begun to take shape. Who is not the person not far away from her?

"Why do you suddenly think of going to sea?" Tan Chenxiao asked again, not just because of the love affair between the rich and the poor.

Lu Qichuan looked at the gulls in the distance, "the sea is good, no one, no net, quiet."

Tan Chenxiao thinks that his focus is actually no net. He is determined not to let himself know the settlement process of that matter.

A big family.

In the end what is it?

"Lu Qichuan, are there times when you are afraid?" Tan Chenxiao really doesn't think that just one thing can let Lu Qichuan bring her out, "does your mother know I'm back?" Besides this reason, she seems to think of something else.

Lu Qichuan

Lu Qichuan looked back at Tan Chenxiao, "I've been hiding for so many years, but I'm clear about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"I --"

Lu Qichuan looks at Tan Chenxiao who wants to refute, smiling gracefully.

Tan Chenxiao's brush strokes deepened a bit, "your mother..."

"I don't like you very much, the woman who delayed her son's life." Lu Qichuan told the truth, "let her go slowly first. When we go back from the sea, I'll take you there."

Thinking of the time when Lu Qichuan was injured many years ago, Tan Chenxiao was actually afraid of Lu's mother, even though she was already over 80 years old.

Tan Chenxiao dropped her eyes and said nothing.

"You can't hide. You can't hide this time." Lu Qichuan said, looking up at her drawing board, leaning slightly close to her, "it's not as clear as it was then."

Tan Chenxiao looked back at him, then continued to paint, "you are old."

"Yes, I've spent my whole life with you, but I'm not old?" Lu Qichuan straightened up and leaned against the railing to watch her continue to draw.

"Do you know why I sent sichen back then?" Tan Chenxiao said.

"Why?" Lu Qichuan is also curious. When sichen was sent back, he was just two years old and didn't even have a name.

"One day when sichen was ill, I took her to the hospital. The child who was in the same ward with her at that time was always held by her father. She made trouble for a long time and asked for her father." Tan Chenxiao said, pen action pause, "I even give her to see a doctor's money all want to have no, she is noisy to want a father, I sent her back, I didn't expect, you don't want to believe that she is your daughter."

"You don't have that ability to lie." And when he saw xiaosichen, he knew better than anyone whether she was his daughter or not.

Tan Chenxiao chuckled and continued to draw.

Lu Qichuan stood behind her and looked at her painting. "I thought that I named sichen. You should understand. Are you an elm head?"

"Lu Qichuan." Tan Chenxiao reached out and pushed her away from her head.

Lu Qichuan was not angry either. He used to lie down on the couch. "We'll stay at sea for a while and go back when things are settled. It's almost time for you to go to the United States. When you come back, you can see my parents again."

The actions in Tan Chenxiao's works have stopped, so I still want to see her, although I really don't dare to see her mother-in-law who should have been the future mother-in-law decades ago.