Chapter 36 Chapter 36 I'll treat you to a meal.
Xin Ai pulled herself back to her thoughts, glanced at Fu Xize beside her, smiled slightly, and went walking with him in Ditan Park again.
On weekdays, Ditan Park is not a popular tourist attraction like the Forbidden City or the Great Wall, so there are very few tourists. However, due to the low ticket price, Ditan Park has long been used as an ordinary park by the surrounding residents. In the park, people are running, playing chess, walking their kids, playing badminton... It is full of life.
Xin Ai looked at the scenery, the trees, the people, and Fu Xize, remembering Mr. Shi Tiesheng, and took pictures everywhere with his camera, which was also quite interesting.
In early autumn, the leaves of the ginkgo trees are not yet yellow, and the pines and cypresses in the yard are evergreen.
Xin Ai is in a steady and peaceful mood. He likes his current situation. He is healthy and young, and Fu Xize is by his side.
After about an hour, the two of them had walked around Ditan Park. Xin Ai began to paint, setting up the easel, arranging the canvas, spreading out the folding chair, squeezing out the paint, pouring turpentine, and starting work.
Xin Ai painted a scene that later became very popular on the Internet, "Watching the Sea". There is no sea in Ditan Park, but the bench at the end of the woods and the light-colored walls look like the sea from a distance.
Fu Xize was his model, and he was responsible for sitting on the bench and watching the sea.
Xin Ai paints very attentively, with a high level of concentration, and rarely gets distracted. He can sit still for a long time, but Fu Xize can’t. Fu Xize sat facing the wall for half an hour and was very hungry. This morning, he rode his bike for two and a half hours to get to Ditan Park. The amount of exercise was huge, and his breakfast had been digested long ago. He was too hungry to bear it, so he simply stood up, strode towards Xin Ai, and said hello again: "I'm going to buy something to eat."
Xin Ai was drawing and responded vaguely: "Well, go ahead."
The model for Xin Ai's oil painting has already been drawn, and photos have been taken for reference, so it doesn't matter whether there is a model or not. Besides, the little people in this kind of picture are usually refined at the end.
Fu Xize left Ditan Park to buy lunch.
Lunch should be taken to the scenic area, so the taste should not be too strong. Fu Xize bought a sandwich. He was very hungry, so he ate while riding his bike on the way back. He finished one sandwich, parked the car, bought a ticket to enter the scenic area to find Xin Ai, and finished the other one.
Xin Ai was still painting, forgetting to eat and sleep and not even noticing that he was hungry.
Fu Xize looked at this scene and was once again impressed by Xin Ai's concentration. Xin Ai was the kind of kid who would listen carefully and take notes in his class, and was so absorbed in drawing that he didn't even notice the passage of time. Fu Xize was different. When he was hungry he wanted to eat, and when he was sleepy he wanted to sleep. He was worthy of being born in the Year of the Pig. It wasn't like that. Xin Ai was born in the same year as him, but they were of the same zodiac sign but different species, and there was a huge gap between people.
Thinking about all these things, Fu Xize opened the paper packaging of the sandwich, squatted down and fed it to Xin Ai.
Xin Ai was concentrating on painting the picture with his paintbrush and was completely unable to concentrate on eating. When the food was fed to his mouth, he lowered his head and took a bite, chewing slowly. He was never picky about food, and the sandwich tasted average, but he ate it up bite by bite, looking very well behaved.
Fu Xize stared at his thin and rosy lips and thought, Xin Ai, at this moment, if you put your finger to his lips, he would open his mouth and take a bite.
Fu Xize didn't do that, it's too vulgar.
Fu Xize calculated Xin Ai's appetite and fed him both sandwiches. He also gave him some water, put away the packaging bags and threw them into the trash can. Then he went back to "face the wall", oh, no, "look at the sea".
However, Fu Xize was a man who could not sit still. He would feel sleepy even after eating. He got up quite early today. He originally sat and swiped his mobile phone, but soon he started lying down to play with it. After playing for a while, even the mobile phone could not wake him up. Fu Xize was dazed and groggy.
Xin Ai was very focused, but he couldn't stop the model from "watching the sea" to "lying down and playing with his phone". He finally took some time out from painting to care about his boyfriend.
How to say it, Fu Xize is handsome even when he is lying down and playing with his mobile phone. He has very good manners. With a height of 187, he always stands upright and walks bking. At this time, he is lying on the bench playing with his mobile phone, and his backpack is used as a pillow. His left leg is bent and his right leg is naturally hanging down. From a distance, he looks like a handsome guy.
Xin Ai couldn't help but pick up the camera and take a picture of the handsome guy.
At this moment, Fu Xize fell into a deep sleep and didn't hold the phone firmly, so it hit his face. Fortunately, in 2013, mobile phones were still in the era of small screens, so it didn't hurt. In the next few years, mobile phone manufacturers made mobile phones bigger and heavier, and it really felt like being hit in the face with a brick. Anyway, at the moment, Fu Xize didn't react much. He was hit and was dazed for a while. He put the phone on his chest and fell into a deep sleep.
Xin Ai took a picture of him hitting his face with his phone, and shook his head and laughed. It seemed that this man was really sleepy, so sleepy that he couldn't even hold the phone.
Xin Ai smiled and continued painting.
Fu Xize slept until four o'clock in the afternoon. He looked at the high and blue autumn sky and was absent-minded for a long time before he woke up completely. He sat up and his mobile phone fell to the ground with a "bang". Fu Xize was already used to this. He dropped his phone quite frequently. With a phone case and a tempered glass film, a drop was not a big problem.
He slowly picked up his cell phone, put on his schoolbag, and went to find Xin Ai.
Xin Ai is painting but he is not there. The painting is already finished. It is a landscape oil painting. In the picture, the sun shines through the woods, casting light and shadow. At the end of the woods, he sits on a bench looking at the sea. When Xin Ai paints, the pictures are always beautiful, and you can read the emotions in his paintings: tranquility, gentleness and peace.
Fu Xize doesn't understand painting, but he can still feel the beauty conveyed in Xin Ai's paintings. The shock Fu Xize felt when he saw this painting was no less than the graffiti on the dilapidated walls of the urban village last time. Two styles, two different kinds of surprises.
Fu Xize thought to himself, my boyfriend is a fucking genius painter.
It’s no wonder that despite his strong cultural score, he still chose to pursue the path of fine arts. He has such a high artistic talent that it would be a pity if he didn’t paint.
Fu Xize admired the painting for a while, then went to find Xin Ai.
Xin Ai was playing chess with an old man in the park corridor, and many old men and women were watching the two fighting on the chessboard.
Fu Xize was silent for a moment. My boyfriend, a painter with a strong artistic atmosphere, was so down-to-earth at the moment, playing chess with an old man in the park.
Fu Xize walked over quickly.
Xin Ai was halfway through playing chess when she saw Fu Xize coming over. She looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you awake?"
Fu Xize hummed, thinking of the painting that was obviously a masterpiece but was thrown aside casually, and asked with concern: "What about your painting?"
Xin Ai replied: "Let's leave it there for now. The paint hasn't dried yet. By the time it dries, we'll be ready to go back."
Fu Xize nodded in understanding: "Okay."
He watched the two people play chess for a while, but his body was stiff after sleeping on the bench for so long, so Fu Xize decided to go out for a walk to stretch his muscles.
Ten minutes later, Fu Xize came back and said coldly to Xin Ai, who was still playing chess, "The rook is gone."
Xin Ai's rook on the chessboard was indeed about to be lost, and he suddenly remembered that his boyfriend was not very good at Chinese. Xin Ai remembered very clearly that in the senior high school joint entrance examination, such a large and important exam, Fu Xize made three mistakes in the poem he recited from memory.
For top students, reciting poems is an easy-to-get-point question, but Fu Xize got three wrong. You have to know that a lot of people get one point wrong in the college entrance examination, not to mention that it is three points.
It is said that Fu Xize performed exceptionally well in the Chinese language in the college entrance examination, but his exceptional performance in Chinese was only around 100. His total score in the college entrance examination was over 690, all thanks to his strong performance in other subjects.
Xin Ai thought about it, then picked up the chess piece, the rook, and reminded him, "This is pronounced ju."
Fu Xize glanced at him and replied: "Okay, the bicycle (ju) is lost."
Xin Ai choked: "..."
Xin Ai held up the chess piece, thinking of Fu Xize's bicycle that he had ridden since childhood, and the chess game that had reached its climax. He said, "Why don't you play, and I'll help you find a bicycle (ju)."
Fu Xize had a cold expression as usual, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "No need, it's lost, it's impossible to find it back, just play chess in peace."
The old man beside him listened to him talking about losing his bike in a relaxed tone, and said with a smile: "Young man, you lost your bike, why do you sound so happy?"
Fu Xize said confidently: "I don't have to ride my bike for two and a half hours to get back. What's wrong with me being happy for a while?"
The old man was silent: "..."
Xin Ai smiled awkwardly: "..."
It seems that Fu Xize was quite resentful about the fact that he had to ride a bicycle for two and a half hours to take him to Ditan Park.
Xin Ai raised her eyes and looked at him timidly.
Fu Xize thought Xin Ai felt guilty for causing him to lose his bicycle, so he comforted her gently, "It's okay. This bicycle was lost at a very good time."
Xin Ai was speechless: "..."
Fu Xize was speaking from the heart. He lost something in one place but gained something in another. Although he lost his bicycle, his butt and legs were saved. Otherwise, if he woke up tomorrow and had ridden a bicycle with someone for five hours, would he be able to get out of bed?
Xin Ai thought that someone's bicycle was lost, so he had to go look for it, so he played chess faster. Many of his skills were learned during his school days, including chess. When Xin Ai was young, he looked gentle and easy to get along with, but he was strong-willed at heart and would do his best to do it.
He also inherited the brains from his parents. Both his parents went to college before the large-scale expansion of the college entrance examination in the 1990s. Their diplomas are not watered down at all. Especially his father, who was a college student from the countryside and was admitted to a top university purely based on his talent.
Xin Ai inherited a little bit of the genes and was smart enough. When he was learning chess, he memorized a lot of chess manuals and he played chess very well.
When playing against these retired old men who were playing chess in the park to kill time, Xin Ai did not lose a single bit. In less than five minutes, he won the game.
After the game was over, Xin Ai stood up and said goodbye to the old men who were playing chess, then went to get the dried oil painting, put away his painting tools and materials, and left Ditan Park with Fu Xize.
After searching the parking spot, he indeed couldn't find the bicycle. The public security in 2013 was not as good as it would be ten years later, and bicycles were still lost. And that bicycle was obviously an old one that Fu Xize had ridden for many years.
Xin Ai felt quite sorry for losing the car, after all, it was he who arranged today's trip.
However, Xin Ai didn't want to be unhappy about this kind of thing. Although Fu Xize himself was somewhat relieved about losing his bicycle, Xin Ai still wanted to comfort him. He smiled and said, "Let's go. I'll treat you to a meal to compensate for your lost bicycle (ju)."
Fu Xize replied "OK", and then continued: "It's really okay, it's my fault, I seemed to have forgotten to lock it when I came back from riding at noon."
Xin Ai smiled brightly, and he said, "Even if nothing happens, it won't stop me from treating my boyfriend to a meal. As for the future, I'll pick you up. I'll drive you, okay?"
Fu Xize looked at his smiling face and heard him pronounce "kai ju" as "kai ju". He felt that Xin Ai was adorable. It was like the coach on the chessboard stepped on the ju to find him. He smiled and replied, "OK."
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