God's law of time

Kuang Lun is a businessman, in his eyes there is nothing that cannot be replaced by money.

He always thought that Jinhan gave him the same.

"Jinhan, I think you haven't thought it through."

Jin Han shook his head.

"I think very clearly. Everyone in Kuang Lun will have different things they want to get at a certain stage. Now I have something I really want to get."

Kuang Lun took a sip of the water on the table.

"Is there anything more important than making money?"

Such questions have always haunted Jin Han, and he has been asking himself every moment for the past 20 years.

Not long ago, she seemed to have found the answer.

"Kuang Lun, I wouldn't starve to death without this cooperation, but if I make such a decision, I will lose someone."

Jin Han paused.

"So what, if you lose it, you can find it again..."

Kuang Lun asked.

Jinhan looked into his eyes and smiled.

"I will die, more than once. The most terrifying thing is that the person who came back alive still hasn't come back."

Kuang Lun didn't understand what she said, what kind of person would be important enough to let her die.

Jin Han smiled.

"One day you will understand that you can't earn enough money in this life, and you can't earn it all in the next life, but you will never meet this person again in the next life."

Kuang Lun frowned and played with the water bottle in his hand.

"It seems that we can't cooperate this time."

Kuang Lun smiled. In fact, friends who have been friends for so long will not be upset because of a cooperation.

It's just a pity.

Jin Han held out his hand.

"Maybe we can rely on our strength to obtain cooperation opportunities instead of blindly relying on shortcuts. If we don't succeed, it's our own problem. If we get it, we will have a sense of honor. I hope that in the future we will cooperate rather than trade."

Kuang Lun looked at her with a helpless smile and held her hand.

"Looking forward to this cooperation, maybe you are right, I will work hard for it."

Kuang Lun stood up and prepared to leave.

Go to the door.

"Kuang Lun."

Jin Han stopped him, Kuang Lun turned around.

"A woman gave birth to a child with you. It is very hard to live abroad because of you. Don't wait until you lose it to know regret. No one will like someone."

Kuang Lun lowered his head and did not speak.

Before leaving, he gave Jin Han a deep look and left.

Jin Han knew he understood.

The word love is very narrow, so narrow that it cannot accommodate a second person other than them.

Love is also a consumable, and sometimes it is gone when it is gone.

If someone will come back, you have to know that there are remnants. If you don't save it, sooner or later that person will leave forever.

Jin Han understands, but Kuang Lun seems to understand but does not understand.

On the second day, Jinhan was busy with the handover.

She is about to start her annual leave, and there is no return date for this break.

She wants to live once for herself, not for that hypocritical honor, not for that damned status.

Let go this time and look for your own Taoyuan.

Two days later, news came from Kuang's family.

Kuang Lun returned home with his wife and children, and the old man was hospitalized angrily.

Threatening Kuang Lun to leave this woman with chips of heir and family membership.

Kuang Lun didn't know what to think, so he insisted on marrying a woman.

Facing accusations and abuse from the family.

He only said one sentence.

"This woman gave birth to a child for me at any cost. I love her very much, and I have loved her from the beginning to the end."

Jin Han smiled knowingly when she heard the news, she knew that Kuang Lun would survive.

Maybe he will lose a lot, but he will also gain a lot.

He didn't have to hide and leave his wife and children abroad, and he didn't have to wear a mask and hat when he went out.

Don't just watch your kids on video.

Lin Xiaoxiao was busy with her art exhibition, and she hung the painting she drew for Jin Han that day in the most conspicuous place.

It's just that the painting that I don't know when I made it is still sealed.

The day before the art exhibition, Lin Xiaoxiao sent an invitation to Jin Han's company.

She stayed up all night waiting for a response.

Sitting from dark to dawn, the phone didn't ring, and there was no news.

The art exhibition started, and Lin Xiaoxiao greeted the guests pretending to be relaxed.

Sheng Qianchu laughed when she saw the painting, and held Luo Jiu's hand and whispered.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood at the door and counted the invitations.

There were a total of [-] invitations, and now [-] have been returned.

Only the last one remains.

The exhibition lasted for a whole day, and Lin Xiaoxiao was always waiting at the door.

The bell rang at six o'clock, and the guests left in pairs, still admiring the paintings.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who should have been happy, couldn't laugh at this time.

Luo Jiu handed her a bottle of water and sat at her feet.

Patting the seat beside him, Lin Xiaoxiao sat down without saying a word.

"Maybe they are busy, you can't ask everyone to turn around you, right?"

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded and still did not speak.

Luo Jiu didn't know how to persuade her, so she sighed.

"When will you leave tomorrow?"

"Plane at ten twenty in the morning."

Lin Xiaoxiao kept looking at the entrance.

Looking forward to the sudden appearance of that familiar figure there.

"What about the destination?"

Luo Jiu has not asked her where she is going, nor does she know when she will return.

Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head.

"I don't know, there are many forests in the south, so go and have a look first."

"Then when will I pick you up?"

"do not know."

"What! You still want to die outside!"

"Maybe."

Luo Jiu clamped her head with his arms and flicked her forehead vigorously.

"Are you convinced! Let you talk nonsense to me!"

The two were laughing and playing as night fell, and no guests would come again.

Luo Jiu stood up.

"Let's go, you can't wait, why don't you go find it."

Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head.

"Don't look for it anymore, go home, and start my holding tomorrow!"

Luo Jiu is very persistent in her feelings, the kind of person who will stay where she is even after many years.

But Lin Xiaoxiao is different, she can walk, go forward and go back.

However, the way back is not necessarily the way you are.

Luo Jiu wanted her to go back to live with them, but Lin Xiaoxiao refused.

She took home the only remaining painting, the one she drew for Jin Han.

One item not for sale.

He went home alone and packed his luggage.

She hung the painting on the wall of her bedroom, and the dust made her face ashamed.

It was not easy to use the electric drill for the first time.

Brought a spare picture frame from upstairs to frame that pair of words that popped up.

One hangs in the studio and the other hangs in the bedroom.

It was three o'clock in the morning after being so busy, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't feel sleepy at all.

She was depressed and could only use non-stop work to divert her attention.

All done, nothing to do.

She picked up the brush and wanted to paint a picture like before.

She spent tens of thousands of times on the scenery outside the window, and it is not difficult to get the same scenery.

But she scrapped one painting after another.

"tear…"

She tore up the last piece of drawing paper, and stared blankly at the heart of the painting on the wall, which seemed to be blocked by something.

She breathed hard, remembered something and ran back to the bedroom to find the small box.

Open it up and watch it.

closed again.

turn on.

Close up.

After repeating dozens of times, Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head and put the box into the suitcase.

The next day, she didn't ask anyone to send someone to the airport.

She handed over her documents at the boarding gate.

"Which row are you in?"