Care and concern

Chen Xing smiled for the first time in so many days. She wiped away the tears from Shi Nannan's eyes and said, "I'm sorry for making you worry again. I won't do that again next time."

Shi Nannan felt a little uncomfortable seeing Chen Xing smiling at her. She pushed Shen Xuyang beside her and said, "Shen Xuyang, can you see Chen Xing? Am I dreaming? Or am I hallucinating?"

Shen Xuyang was speechless. Before his hand could pinch Shi Nannan's flesh, Shi Nannan pinched it first. The pain made Shen Xuyang almost scream out.

"I wasn't dreaming, it was just stars. My stars are back." Shi Nannan confirmed that Chen Xing was still the same Chen Xing.

Before Shen Xuyang could grab Shi Nannan's shoulder and fight back, she pinched him, but Shi Nannan dodged it.

Wen Yu found it a little funny to see Shen Xuyang's frustrated look. After all, he had never seen Shen Xuyang like this, being bullied and unable to fight back.

Wen Yu patted Shen Xuyang’s shoulder and teased: “I didn’t expect you to have such a face.”

Shen Xuyang: “I didn’t expect you to care so much about Chen Xing.”

Fortunately, Shen Xuyang didn't speak loudly. Wen Yu looked back and relaxed when she saw that she didn't hear it.

Wen Yu: "I'll go back to the classroom first."

Wen Yu fled as if he was afraid of being discovered. Shen Xuyang smiled at his good brother's guilty look.

*

During lunch, Chen Xing told Shi Nannan that he was going to Aunt Wen Yu’s painting class.

Shi Nannan was so shocked when she heard this that she almost shouted out in the cafeteria.

"Wen Yu cares too much about you. If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on. Either he or you are guilty." Shi Nannan always felt that something was wrong. "How could it be such a coincidence?"

After this incident, Chen Xing's opinion of Wen Yu changed a lot, but she did not regard him as someone she was very familiar with, she just thanked him.

"Didn't you say that his mother is a painter? Isn't it normal for his aunt to open a painting class?" Chen Xing said.

Shi Nannan smiled slyly when she heard Chen Xing's words, "Xingxing, didn't you never listen to anything about Wen Yu before? Why are you so concerned about him now?"

Chen Xing didn't think she was hiding anything. She answered frankly, "It's not about him, it's about painting. I've always been very interested in painting. Don't you know that?"

Shi Nannan: "Okay, stop explaining. Explanation is just covering up."

Chen Xing sighed. There was no other way. She had to rely on Shi Nannan to cover it up for her. If she told Gao Yamei directly, she would definitely not agree. She could only use Shi Nannan as an excuse.

*

On Saturday, Chen Xing and Wen Yu made an appointment to go to his aunt's painting class together.

Chen Xing always felt that it was not good to accept favors from others for nothing, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Wen Yu.

Wen Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Xing took out the breakfast she bought for him from his schoolbag and asked, "You haven't had breakfast yet?"

Chen Xing handed the sandwich and milk to Wen Yu without waiting for him to say anything as soon as he asked.

Wen Yu was still a little confused, but then said, "Thank you for breakfast."

Wen Yu had actually already eaten. He was very self-disciplined whether he was at school or on vacation, but this was the breakfast Chen Xing specially prepared for him after all, so he must have eaten it happily.

Chen Xing didn't know why she was nervous. Before she met Wen Yu, she had already decided to give him the things as soon as he showed up. But when she saw him taking off his school uniform and changing into other clothes, she was actually a little at a loss.

When Wen Yu was still wearing his school uniform, she could calmly treat him as a classmate, but why did it feel different after he changed his clothes?

Chen Xing didn't want to be distracted by these irrelevant things, so he quickly focused on painting.

Wen Yu brought Chen Xing to his aunt's studio, which was located away from the hustle and bustle of the city. After all, painting also requires a quiet atmosphere.

Chen Xing saw the words "Dream Space" written on the doorplate hanging at the door of the studio.

Wen Yu: "Dream Painting Space is the name my mother gave it. She hoped to use painting to create a dream world."

Chen Xing nodded. It was indeed a great ideal. Artists’ ideas were indeed different from others. Artists could see the beauty that others could not see.

Chen Xing followed Wen Yu to the front desk. She didn't know what Wen Yu said to the front desk, but she could feel that this place was very big and it didn't look like it would be free. Chen Xing didn't want to take advantage of others, so she should ask clearly later.

The receptionist took them to a classroom where a class was still in progress. Chen Xing could see through the glass that the students were of different ages, but they all looked very professional.

Wen Yu: "Let's sit down and wait for a while. It may take some time."

It was the first time Chen Xing saw a professional class. It was much more professional than what she had learned on her mobile phone, and she felt a little excited.

The two of them didn't have to wait long before the first class ended and Wen Yu's aunt Ji Wenyin walked out.

Ji Wenyin was very happy to see Wen Yu, "Xiaoyu, it's been a long time since you came to my studio. I miss you so much."

Wen Yu didn't let Ji Wenyin hug him, and signaled with his eyes: "Aunt, my classmates are still here, please give me some face."

Ji Wenyin saw it, after all, this was the first time Wen Yu brought a female classmate to her studio.

Ji Wenyin said, "Is that the female classmate you mentioned to me yesterday?"

Wen Yu nodded. "She has a talent for painting, but she hasn't received formal training yet."

Ji Wenyin walked up to Chen Xing with a reassuring look on her face, "Chen Xing, right? I heard Xiao Yu talk about you."

Chen Xing nodded and said, "Hello, teacher."

Ji Wenyin said enthusiastically: "No need to call me teacher, just call me Aunt Ji."

Chen Xing felt that Ji Wenyin was different from her. She looked serious, but spoke very casually, without any airs, and was very easy to get along with.

Ji Wenyin told Chen Xing everything she could learn here, and said confidently that she would be able to get into her ideal school after coming here.

Chen Xing was very tempted after hearing Ji Wenyin's introduction, but she didn't want to take it for free, nor did she think that such a good thing could exist in the world, and even if it did, it would not fall on her head.

Chen Xing asked, "Aunt Ji, is this really free?"

Ji Wenyin looked at Wen Yu: "You didn't tell her?"

Wen Yu didn't say anything. Even if he did, he was afraid that Chen Xing wouldn't believe him, so he could only bring her to see it first.

Ji Wenyin said, "Actually, this used to be Xiaoyu's mother's studio. Later, his mother passed away, and his father handed the studio to me to manage in memory of his late wife. The children who can study here are all from families with financial difficulties and cannot afford art funds."

"Because it is Xiaoyu's mother's dream to help more children who want to learn painting, all the expenses here are charitable."

Chen Xing understood. She knew that Wen Yu's family was very well-off, and she guessed that Wen Yu was afraid that she would feel inferior, so he didn't tell her that the class was a charity painting class funded for poor families. He was probably afraid that she would not come.

Chen Xing didn't care about those things. She never felt that her background was worse than others. Although she could not compare with those young masters, her parents had never treated her badly.

Chen Xing doesn't care about being told that her family is poor. No matter how the opportunity comes, she wants to seize it.