"I don't like it either." Yeling said faintly. He slightly lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. Shen Qianshu walked around and stood in front of him. Yeling frowned and pulled her away from the window.

"Sir, aren't you happy at night?"

"Well."

Shen Qianshu took his hand, smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. You'll have a bad time in the first 27 years, and you'll have a good time in the next 72 years."

"Why?"

"Because of me." Shen Qianshu looked at him with a smile, confident and shameless.

Yeling was stunned and narrowed her eyes, "will you accompany me for seventy-two years?"

This is a lifelong commitment.

Yeling's heart was full of heat. She looked into her eyes. Did she know what she was talking about? His illness is like an indefinite bomb. He is not sure when it will detonate.

He could also feel Shen Qianshu's hesitation and uneasiness.

He is like a curse, no one will stand by him without hesitation.

People in the world cherish their lives.

Shen Qianshu's eyes slightly coagulated. Will he accompany him all his life?

She can afford to gamble. What about children's paintings?

Yeling's eyes were slightly dark, and he thought it was a kind of fate, but there was nothing he could do. He knew it was pain, but he was happy, just because he couldn't bear this little warmth, he couldn't bear it.

On the door, there was a knock on the door, and Yeling frowned, "what's the matter?"

Zhong ran, "young and old, please go downstairs."

"I see."

Shen Qianshu wanted to talk and then stopped. After all, he didn't say anything. For a moment, he couldn't figure out why Yeling brought her upstairs. Zhong ran pushed the door in and said faintly, "you guessed right, young or old, there is someone outside the window."

"Protect children's paintings."

"Yes!"

Shen Qianshu's eyes sank, and he suddenly remembered the look when Yeling had just taken her away from the window.

"What's the matter?"

"No problem, some annoying flies."

Shen Qianshu had full trust in him. He always felt that Yeling was a little different today. He was very patient and very... Cold. When she hesitated just now, if she had spoken and threatened earlier, she didn't say anything today.

"Sir, I..."

"Come on, let's go down." Yeling said in a deep voice.

Shen Qianshu took a deep breath, nodded and followed him downstairs.

In the banquet hall downstairs, it was very lively. Ye Yifan was dancing with the little boy painting, and the big and small danced the tango. Everyone around them was applauding them. Ye Ling was the backer. The little boy painting itself was pleasing and won a large number of fans in a short time.

Shen Qianshu couldn't help laughing. Yeling went to Mu yuan, who had been hiding in the corner, like an invisible person.

"How's it going?"

"I think people from ghost town are coming." Mu yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at a handsome young man not far away. "Look!"

Young people around the age of 30 are very gentleman, with gentle eyebrows, handsome face, slightly pale face, tall and thin, camel colored long windy clothes make him thinner, and a pair of smiling eyes are easy to make people feel good.

"Who is he?"

"No." Mu Yuan said, "I can match the faces of the guests on the list one by one, but he can't match them. He just came here, and he has already greeted old lady Ye. The old lady was particularly polite to him. He also greeted Li Zhiyuan. Several politicians seemed to know him, and they were respectful. I just heard some famous ladies talking about it, and it's also a shame."

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Guess, I guess, guess the mysterious man.

PS: I revised the script and wrote one. Now I go to bed. I haven't updated it in the morning. Don't wait, babies!