Su Meng was stunned on the spot for a long time. It was not until she felt a sharp pain in her stomach that she realized she was quite hungry. She stamped her sore feet gently and rushed to school with her luggage.

She didn't understand how she had offended Jiang Ning, nor did she understand why he had sent her here.

Looking at the navigation on his phone, she found she was 11.7 kilometers away from school. Taking a taxi would cost 55 yuan, and it would take three hours if she walked back to school.

She knew very well that 55 yuan for a taxi was too extravagant for her, and walking was her only choice.

[Forget it. I'm used to it.]

Su Meng held her chest high and pretended to be strong as she walked towards the school.

["The hustle and bustle of the city will never change because of your loneliness.]

Su Meng bought the cheapest vegetable pancake and asked the boss for two more buns to fill her stomach first.

Unfortunately, the weather turned bad. Before the pancakes reached her mouth, heavy rain poured down to this world.

Su Meng hurriedly hid the pancakes in her chest and rushed to the basement against the strong wind.

The dark basement did not bring her any warmth. It was chilly, and Su Meng sneezed a few times.

[Why didn't I spend the night here? After all, I still have a blanket in our suitcase.]

She opened the suitcase as she chewed on the semi-dry vegetable pancake that was getting a bit wet in the downpour.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind came out of nowhere and blew away the bound paintings in her box.

Su Meng couldn't sit still for another minute. She suddenly got up, threw down the vegetable pancake in her hand, and chased after her paintings crazily.

[Faster, let me get faster!]

Seeing that the bundle of paintings was about to roll into the puddle, Su Meng suddenly jumped forward. Her feet were sprained and her clothes were wet, but the paintings were still rolled into the puddle.

Ignoring the pain, Su Meng quickly picked up the stack of paintings. One, two... six. All of them were wet...

All the grievances reached their peak in an instant. Su Meng held the painting tightly in her arms and cried.

"Hey, are you all right?"

**

Due to the arrangement of Chen Ruichu, the campsite, which originally belonged to men, seemed to have a different flavor.

"Senior, you're finally here! It's raining so heavily. They're discussing whether to pick you up or not!"

Hearing the voice of Chen Ruichu, Jiang Ning glanced at her indifferently and did not say anything.

"Senior, are you hungry? Try the curry noodles and steak I made. The steak is specially cooked for you!"

Chen Ruichu placed the delicacies on the table and handed them to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning pushed the food away irritably, silently opened a bottle of wine, and drank it up.

After a long time, Jiang Ning broke the silence.

"Where's He Yuan?"

"He seems to have gone to buy charcoal."

[Sssii!]

After opening another bottle of wine, Jiang Ning picked up another three bottles and waved his hand to the crowd, signing for them to have fun. Then he turned around and got into the RV.

The window faced the endless sea. The moon parted the clouds and scattered the faint light into the sea.

"Heh, I am truly a coward."

After a bottle of wine was drunk, another bottle of wine was opened.

"Forget it. It's time to let go of the obsession that should have been clear six years ago."

He Yuan knocked on the door of the RV with his wet body, interrupting Jiang Ning's thoughts.

"What took you so long?"

Jiang Ning only asked symbolically. His eyes were still fixed on the sea as he raised his head and drank another glass.

"It was raining heavily just now. The charcoal got wet. I was thinking about buying some dry charcoal!"

He Yuan looked around. After making sure that there was no one, he asked curiously,

"Where are the people you brought? Why are they missing?"

"They won't come."

"Oh, what a pity. I've prepared a welcome party for my sister-in-law. Now it's all in vain!"

Jiang Ning stopped the wine glass in his hand in mid-air and then abruptly poured the wine into his mouth.

"Just ordinary friends."

Seeing that Jiang Ning was unhappy, He Yuan hurriedly changed the topic.

"Mr. Jiang, guess who I saw when I came here? Do you still remember the set of photos I took on the road a few days ago? I asked you to name her! I saw her again!" .

Jiang Ning was slightly stunned and didn't answer.

"Is she a teacher of No. 24 Middle School. Do you know her?"

“…”

Seeing that Jiang Ning was still ignoring him, He Yuan wiped his head and prepared to leave.

"Finish your words."

He Yuan snickered, dragged the stool to Jiang Ning, and said proudly,

"I knew you knew her! To be honest, that woman doesn't look like your colleague at all. She looks like a beggar. If I hadn't been kind enough to send her back to school, she would have been drenched in the rain."

Dong!

Jiang Ning slammed his wine glass on the table and looked at He Yuan with bloodshot eyes.

"Where did you see her!"

He Yuan was shocked by the extreme reaction of Jiang Ning.

"Right, right at the night market near the moat."

Before He Yuan could finish his words, he was pulled up by Jiang Ning.

"Send me to the No. 24 Middle School!"

There were no security guards on campus at night, so Su Meng could only curl up in a corner of the eaves.

After the rain, the summer night was cold everywhere. For Su Meng, who was soaked all over, it was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

She covered her chest with the suitcase, but the cold wind could still get into her body unscrupulously.

Su Meng wanted to retreat, but found that she had no way out.

With the last glimmer of hope, she dialed the number of Zhou Shaoyang.

"Hello? Su Meng, is that you? I was just about to call you!"

Su Meng's originally misty eyes were sprinkled with some light..

" Shaoyang, can... can you pick me up?"

"Pick you up? I'm sorry, Su Meng. It's really inconvenient for me here."

Before Su Meng could say the word "It's okay", Zhou Shaoyang had quickly stated his request.

"How's the progress of the six paintings I asked you to draw a month ago? Ah, I didn't want to rush you, but you know, it's my personal exhibition the day after tomorrow. The investors made a request for me to show a few new paintings. Have you drawn them?"

Su Meng lowered her head slightly and looked at the draft in her arms, which was wet with rain. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Shaoyang was obviously angry. He asked again in disbelief,

"Sorry? No, Su Meng, what do you mean? You've never broken your promise before. What's going on now? When I wanted to give you money, you refused me! You said that I was helping you realize your dream and couldn't accept my money! If you want money now, just say it. Is it interesting to use this way?"

"No... you misunderstood..."

"Misunderstanding? Fine, if it's a misunderstanding, give me at least three paintings tomorrow!"

“…”

Su Meng felt a sharp pain in her throat and couldn't make a sound for a while.

"What's wrong? Do you have a temper? If you don't speak, I'll take it as a tacit admission! Su Meng, don't forget who exhibited your paintings all over the country! Have you ever thought about how much trouble it will bring me if you go to school to work without permission? Forget it, let's not talk about it! At eight o'clock tomorrow night, I'll ask my assistant to get at least three paintings!"

"Beep, beep, beep..."