Chapter 11 third quarter

Next Sunday will be the day of great joy for Jin Xueying's wedding, but the bride is still frowning at the window sill before getting into the sedan chair.The afternoon sun streamed in through the blinds, outlining her charming features.She is charming, elegant and beautiful, and her black and long eyelashes make her even more charming. The door opened, and Wen Shu walked briskly behind her cousin, handed a bouquet of flowers to Jin Xueying, and said, "Sister Ying, let me congratulate you first." Jin Xueying smiled, adding a charming charm to her face.But Wen Shu felt a kind of reserve from her laughter. "She wasn't like that," she thought, "I'm going to unravel the mystery."

After the two of them sat down in front of the window, Wen Shu smiled and said, "You, you're even more beautiful now that you're a bride. Where does my brother-in-law work? Quickly show me the wedding photos." Jin Xueying opened the drawer and took out a wedding photo in a dress.Wen Shu raised his eyes and saw that the bride in the photo was really a stunning beauty. The snow-white bride's dress showed her grace and luxury, and the groom standing beside her was handsome and full of spring breeze. It's a pity that Much older than the bride. "According to my aunt, he is a foreign businessman?" Wen Shu deliberately led the other party to talk.Jin Xueying hummed.

"Yingmei, you seem to have something on your mind to hide from me." "No no." Wen Shu took Jin Xueying's hand and said softly: "You, don't hide it from my cousin, I know what's on your mind." "You know what's on my mind?" Jin Xueying blurted out, but immediately changed her words: "I don't have anything on my mind." "I heard from my aunt that you once loved another person, why didn't you succeed?" Jin Xueying smiled lightly and said, "Marriage is predestined." "You don't believe this. He doesn't love you?" Jin Xueying shook her head.

"You don't love him?" Jin Xueying shook her head again. "This is strange, so why are you so good at beating mandarin ducks?" Seeing that Jin Xueying kept silent, Wen Shu deliberately sighed and said, "Sister Ying, I planned to come and see you, but I joined the Public Security Bureau to solve the case and was very busy. Yes. Now I finally have some clues." "Who is the murderer?" Jin Xueying couldn't help asking. "Now it seems that the doubts are concentrated on a painter surnamed Han." Wen Shu said while looking at his cousin's face.

"He won't be the murderer." "how do you know?" "I……" "You know him?" "Well." Jin Xueying sighed and said, "Cousin, you promise me one thing, and I will tell you everything." Seeing Wen Shu nodded solemnly, she said, "First, you must keep a secret for me. ;Secondly, you have to help him clear his suspicions." "it is good." Jin Xueying took out a photo album.Wen Shu opened it, and there were dozens of sketches inside. On the paintings, Jin Xueying, some were meditating, some were smiling, some were under a tree in front of flowers, and some were half lying down...

"He painted them all?" "It's him, Han Feitian." Jin Xueying looked at the calendar on the wall and whispered to herself, "It's the day of bright moon and autumn wind again..." It was a golden autumn, Han Feitian came to Qiujiang Park to sketch in order to get rid of his wife's endless complaints. He naturally likes the quiet dusk and the magnificent sunset.He opened the easel and stared at the pleasant scenery for a long time, the restlessness in his heart was finally blown away by the breeze.He calmed down and described the grace of nature. Suddenly, a colorful cloud floated in his field of vision - a girl in a colorful dress. Her light gait and beautiful appearance caught the painter's eyes at Amy.

She probably also noticed that not far away, there was a man looking at her obsessively.She couldn't help lowering her head, turned around, and drifted away.But that lost figure remains forever in the painter's field of vision, which is hard to erase.Based on his own memory, he added a young girl's figure to the picture. It was not until the sky was completely dark that Han Fei finished the last stroke.He regrets that he did not capture the smiling face of the person in the painting.Han Feitian left the park with a feeling of melancholy. On the evening of the second day and the evening of the third day, Han Feitian came to Qiujiang Park to sketch at dusk, but the pleasant scenery in the park could no longer arouse his inner impulse, as if he was looking forward to something...

A month passed, and a landscape and figure painting called "Autumn Thoughts" was exhibited at the exhibition.Han Feitian quietly stood next to his work, listening to the praise of countless viewers, but he was not satisfied.On the last day of the exhibition, Han Feitian was wandering in the painting hall. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a girl stopped in front of "Autumn Thoughts". It was her, the beautiful figure who passed away in a hurry in Qiujiang Park.He wanted to go up to say hello, but finally held back.He wanted to leave, but couldn't bear it.When he stood aside and was at a loss, the girl turned around, her eyes collided with his, he panicked, but she smiled at him.This smile gave him great courage, and he stepped forward to introduce himself: "I'm sorry! I didn't draw you well."

A faint blush appeared on her face, she shook her head and left.He sent her away with his eyes, when she disappeared around the corner of the hall, she turned her head, smiled at Han Feitian, and then disappeared. He wanted to catch up, but he only took two steps and stopped again.In his life, he had had many female admirers, but he was rarely excited about it, and he never took the initiative to reach out to women whom he had never met before. On the way home, Han Feitian decided to give up his ridiculous idea. He is already a man with a wife. Could it be that because he couldn't resist the temptation of beauty, he stepped into a position that was criticized by others?

He then thought of his wife, isn't Shan Xiali beautiful?This is unjust.It was because of her beauty that he fell in love with her.Thinking of this, he discarded all distracting thoughts. But fate sometimes plays tricks on people.The next night, he went to a friend's house as a guest, and among the young men and women present, she was among them.Among these beautiful girls with heavy makeup and colorful clothes, she was dressed elegantly and quietly, but it was this kind of demure beauty that once again stunned him. "Let's get to know each other, this is Han Feitian, a famous young painter in Qiujiang City, and this is Miss Jin Xueying." The host introduced with a smile.

She just smiled, then lowered her head, but Han Feitian's embarrassment caused a roar of laughter. After dinner, the master urged Han Feitian to invite her to dance.The painter, who was always free and easy, hesitated. When he stroked her soft waist and slid onto the dance floor, he forgot the sense of music and hurt her feet several times, but she gave him a coquettish smile in return. They fell in love. However, this incident was opposed by Jin Xueying's parents.Because, they think their daughter should marry a rich man, while Han Feitian is just a poor painter, and more importantly: he is still a married man! They found a foreign businessman for their daughter as quickly as possible. Although the man was much older than his daughter, he was rich.Moreover, as soon as they get married, the daughter can go abroad with her husband to settle down.So, they persuaded Jin Xueying with cars, bungalows, luxurious life, and a comfortable future. In the end, Jin Xueying compromised, because in front of money and love, money will not be dim.What's more, this love is so heavy and far away. After Han Feitian heard her decision, he was heartbroken, but he calmly uttered a few words: "You should go this way." Because he understands that with his union with her, she will break with her family and will be affected by public opinion. The condemnation, will spend the spring and autumn with him.Rather than letting her suffer for all this, it is better for me, Han Feitian, to swallow this cup of bitter wine alone.He wanted to say goodbye to her for the last time, so on the night when the tragedy happened in Qiuxiang Villa, she went to watch the last movie with him... Wen Shu listened to his cousin tell all this, and asked: "Sister Ying, what time did you break up with Han Feitian?" Jin Xueying replied: "We finished watching the movie at 11:00, and he wanted to take me home. I was afraid that people would see it badly, but he insisted, so he sent me to the alley. It was 11:15, and we Talked for five minutes and then he went home." Wen Shu calculated that it would take 20 minutes at the fastest to get back to Qiuxiang Villa from Jin Xueying's house, so Han Feitian could never be at the scene when Xin Yueqiu was killed.It seems that the cousin's testimony is not false, and Han Feitian has ruled out the suspicion of committing the crime. Seeing that Wen Shu was about to leave, Jin Xueying said when sending her out, "Cousin, you must keep it a secret for me. I have made an agreement with Fei Tian that we will never see each other again, lest..." Wen Shu nodded solemnly, and asked again: "Do you love him?" She pointed to "he" in the photo. Jin Xueying nodded and smiled again. In the cousin's smile, Wen Shu tasted another taste.She patted her plump shoulder and said, "Let's have a good chat when we have a chance." It was dusk when Wen Shu came out of Jin Xueying's house.She thought that the suspicion that Han Feitian was the murderer had been dispelled, and the evidence that Yihua was the murderer was also insufficient, so the clues to solve the case were almost completely broken.She couldn't help secretly worrying about the heavy responsibility on Zheng Jian's shoulders. Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that Zheng Jian invited her to dance at Qiujiang Cafe. "What an optimist!" Wen Shu smiled wryly, and hurried towards Qiujiang Cafe.