"No?" He was very patient. His long and powerful hand slowly moved up her little arm until he grasped her wrist, or clamped it like iron, and pulled it back“ Do you want to ban feet more thoroughly, not to see sunshine and flowers, not to see a stranger? "

"Lu Shifeng!" She finally could not help, humiliating and angry to open the mouth, "you want to force me to what extent? I will not change my mind, photography is my life! Why can Xia Ling do what she likes, but I can't? Don't impose your own feudal and pedantic male chauvinism on others

Her chest heaved with anger and she turned to look at him resentfully.

Lu Shifeng face no waves: "finished?"

Just a word, let her feel all strength hit on cotton.

She looked at him, the man's cold face as calm as ice and snow wasteland. She looked a little sad and self mocked with a smile: "yes, that's it. What else can I say to you? "

"It seems you haven't realized your mistake yet." The sadness of her eyes stung him and made his heart ache. He didn't like this feeling very much. He frowned and knew that he was right. Why did he have such heartlessness when facing her? His voice was colder and deeper. "Xia Ling is a singer. Although singing is useless, it's a beautiful career. Photography? Photography is not only useless, but also the most cruel and inhumane work in the world. Apart from magnifying the ugliness of the world, what else can you do? Su Xingyu, I tell you, if you want to learn to sing, dance and climb the wall, it's OK, but photography is not the only way! "

Long silence.

His voice reverberated in the air, let people's heart sink a little bit.

After a while, she whispered: "you are prejudiced against Photographers..."

"Prejudice?" Lu Shifeng sneered, "there is a famous master in your photography world, Kevin Carter, who won the Pulitzer Prize. In order to take photos, he even ignored the life and death of a child! What about you? What were you doing when my sister died in such pain? Image technology is not invented for you to abuse, understand? "

She shook her head, trying to say something, but could not refute it.

She knew that Kevin Carter, who he was talking about, had taken a picture of a vulture preparing to attack a dying child. She won a prize and got a flood of abuse. Finally, she couldn't stand the pressure of public opinion and committed suicide. The general public has always been biased against photographers, but she did not expect that Lu Shifeng, the world's top camera manufacturer, also has such prejudice.

Sure enough, is his sister's death too deep for him?

"Lu Shifeng..." she murmured, holding his sleeve weakly with her slender fingers, "Lu Shifeng, you can make it up to me, but let me continue to take photos, please..."

And he, one by one, broke off her hand, just like breaking off a broken dream.

She became more and more depressed, and often stayed in the backyard for a long time, looking at a corner of the low wall in the East. The place where Xia Ling fell has been repaired by the housekeeper, and new roses have been replanted. It is very beautiful and luxuriant. She tried to climb up like Xia Ling, but she fell down after a few steps. Her hands and feet were bleeding, which made her want to cry.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Above the wall, came a girl's clear and crisp voice.

Su Xingyu looked up in embarrassment and saw the white rose in the background. The gorgeous girl leaned out her head again, just looking at her strangely.

Su Xingyu did not speak and stood up wobbly.

"You're climbing the wall!" Xia Ling on the wall understood and laughed, "you are so stupid. You can't climb up like this. I'll teach you!"

Said, a clever turn, soon turned from the wall outside to the wall, and stepped on the wall branches and roses steadily fell to the ground.

She took Su Xingyu's hand to the wall and showed her: "if you want to climb like this, first grasp the branch, then step on it, be steady, then this, this..." in a few words, the girl returned to the high wall and laughed at her in the colorful rose.

Su Xingyu is envious: "you seem to climb very easily."

Xia Ling sat quietly, her legs dangling among the flowers: "of course, I'm good at climbing the wall. Last time I fell down, it was just an accident."

Su Xingyu tried what she taught him. He climbed up clumsily. Before climbing a few steps, he slipped down. Try again, or he slipped down.

Xia Ling couldn't see it. She jumped down from the wall and taught her hand in hand. After working hard for a long time, she finally gave up: "you are so stupid."

Su Xingyu also depressed: "yes." She can't do such a simple thing well.Looking up at the wall, not high, but blocked her freedom. If only she could go out, she would never have to face Lu Shifeng's face again and do whatever she wanted.

Xia Ling seemed to like the cane chair in the yard very much. She ran to sit down and asked her, "why do you want to climb the wall like me? In fact, it's normal for you to learn. After all, I've been climbing since I was a child, and I can fight with people and practice dancing. Ordinary girls don't have as good coordination as me. " Said, very proud to straighten the chest.

Su Xingyu gave a bitter smile: "you're right. Why should I learn from you?"

It's no use climbing out. With Lu Shifeng's wealth, it's easy to get her back.

She sighed melancholy and sat down beside Xia Ling.

"Don't you ask me what I'm doing here?" Xia Ling is in high spirits.

"What are you doing here?" Su Xingyu sighed. She has a headache facing this girl. She is energetic and lively. The brightness of the corner of her eyes can hurt people's eyes.

Like a proud kitten, Xia Ling declared, "I know your name!"

Su Xingyu: "so, are you here to tell me this?"

Xia Ling blinked: "why, aren't you surprised at all? Do you think I'm smart and amazing?"

That's what anyone can find out, OK.

Su Xingyu could not make complaints about what he said, but the servants in the district had contacts at ordinary times. Although they did not reveal the privacy of their owners, the names of the men and women were not secret. Even if the innocent girl asked the servant casually, the servant could tell her.

Xia Ling saw that she didn't respond, and her small shoulder collapsed: "it's not fun."

Su Xingyu suddenly doesn't want to see this beautiful little face stained with dejected look. Her own life is gray enough. What a crime it should be to involve such a beautiful girl to become gray together. She looked at Xia Ling and said with a smile, "is it good to drink the flower tea I brought back last time? And rose, do your family like it? "