The next day, the gambling contract ended.

Before the sun rose, Qu Yan got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the sunrise on the sea in the distance.

The sunrise is still beautiful.

The moment the sun pierces the darkness, it makes people feel that no matter how desperate the darkness is, there will finally be a day in the past.

At this time, she suddenly remembered that when she was still pregnant with Zhen'er, in order to vote for Ji Peihong's favor, she specially found a photo teacher who was said to be accurate.

At that time, the photo master gave her four words.

No, it's very peaceful.

She didn't know her current situation, whether it was extremely calm or not, but she felt a sense of relief in her heart.

She has a hunch that this time, she will win.

She turned around and looked at Ji Zhuoran on the bed.

He didn't know when he was already awake. When she was watching the sunrise, he was watching her back.

"I'll open another room. I'll talk about the future."

After speaking, she turned and left.

And this time, it was rare for him not to leave her again, just to be silent, watching her calm figure and the pace of her leaving.

There is no blocking, no retention.

Because they have already understood that at this time, no matter how much words are spoken, it is only a cumbersome.

Qu Yan walked out of the room, went to the service staff on the ship, and opened another ordinary small room for himself.

Fortunately, there were few guests on the ship, and there were many empty rooms. She randomly found a room with good lighting and moved in.

This time, no one will bother her at all.

She has said everything she should say, and she has done everything she should not do.

The rest is resigned.

She thought, took out the remote control and turned on the TV and game console.

Traveling at sea is relatively closed, and there is no internet on the ship. The TV can only watch discs and the like. Fortunately, there are game consoles to pass the time. If a game is not played well, you can play it for dozens of hours. Not clearing customs is also very normal.

Qu Yan knew this in her heart. When she used to live in the hotel, apart from basking in the sun and raising cats, she only had a hobby of playing games.

She especially likes to play the games of the "Star Kirby" series. The little pink ball is very cute and looks like everything can be eaten. She can become whoever she wants to become. She is very free.

It would be great if she could be so free.

The ship seemed to know this too, so he prepared these things in the room.

So she took out the game console and started playing.

咚咚.

Suddenly, there were two crisp knocks on her door.

"Who?" Qu Yan asked.

But the voice of the waiter came from the door of the room. He said:

"Miss Qu, here are your lunch and things."

Lunch is supposed to be delivered, but what is it?

Qu Yan pressed the pause button of the game, opened the room, and saw the waiter.

The waiter smiled at her, then pushed his table into the room, and after putting down the things, he said:

"You have something on the second floor of the dining table, pay attention to check it."

After speaking, he bowed to her, then turned and left.

The door of the room was snapped up by the waiter, and Qu Yan was quietly left in the room for a while.

She first opened the silver lid on the plate, saw her meal today, and found that the food was good.

It's a pity that she is actually in no mood now.

So she bent down again and went to see what the waiter had said about her.

Then she saw a painting.

She suddenly remembered that she asked Ji Zhuoran to draw her a picture that day.

But later, due to Lin En's interruption, she did not have time to appreciate the painting carefully, but was vaguely impressed.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he actually sent the painting.

The painting was covered with a dust-covering white cloth, she raised her hand, lifted the white cloth, and saw the picture under the white cloth.

In the picture, a thin and straight figure stands on the brown deck, she is looking into the distance.

In the paintings Ji Zhuoran drew for her before, her face was relatively flat, but this time, he used a more clever side angle and drew the contours of her three-dimensional nose and jaw line, which made her look more vivid. .

However, there was a faint look in her eyes.

She wore a light yellow skirt, and the long and flowing skirt made her charming and charming.

Her eyes in his writing were cold, but her whole person was very agile.

It can be seen that the painters are actually very hard-working.

In the room where only Qu Yan was left, she looked at the painting in front of her, not knowing why, and suddenly she shed tears.

ended.

How about more friendship in the pen? When he made a choice, there was never any ambiguity about where he should sacrifice her.

What if love is deep? The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt.

She already knew that she was wrong.

Loving the wrong person is the beginning of a half-life catastrophe.

Fortunately, it's over.