Chapter 37 Alienation

The room was dark, so he turned on a dim light.

The bulge on the bed didn't react. After glancing at her back for a moment, the man asked, "You're going to bed so early. Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Shuang's voice was hazy, "No, I'm just sleepy."

"Would you like to get up and have some cake?"

"No appetite."

The room was silent for a moment. Staring at her thin back, Sheng Ting slowly moved his lips: "Then I'll put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it tomorrow morning."

The next day, Sheng Ting went downstairs and met Chu Shuang who was about to go out. She was dressed like a holy white camellia today.

The silk V-neck shirt was tucked in at the slender waist, and the black fishtail skirt showed an excellent waist-to-hip ratio. The leather shoes made crisp sounds on the ground.

The two small silver earrings set off her smooth skin and gorgeous lips.

Seeing the man coming downstairs, she nodded, "Good morning."

I went out with my bag.

Looking at her slim figure, Sheng Ting's eyes were filled with deep regret.

I have been away since I came back from Ling Cui Pavilion that night. When I think about it carefully, nothing special happened.

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In the evening, she made an appointment with Sheng Yao to go to the Liyuan Opera to listen to opera. After get off work, Chu Shuang queued up at a popular dessert shop near the company to buy puffs, but when she got to her place, they were sold out.

"Excuse me, please look at something else. The durian pastry in the store is also delicious."

But Chushuang only wanted to eat puffs, and said she would buy some for Yaoyao.

"How long will it take for you to do it?"

"Maybe another twenty minutes."

"That's fine."

"You want puffs?"

As soon as she turned around, she heard a male voice asking a question. Chu Shuang raised her eyes and saw a man wearing sunglasses with a firm chin.

Looks a little familiar.

Han Zhenhao put on a lazy smile and pushed down his glasses, "Nice to meet you again, girl."

By the way, it was the person who lent him gasoline last time.

The two people in front of her in the queue just now bought five boxes of puffs at once, and they were sold out by the time she got there.

Hatsushimo nodded, "What a coincidence."

"Are you here to buy puffs too?" Han Zhenhao asked casually.

"Well, this one is sold out. I'll go check out another dessert shop..."

"How much do you want? Are two boxes enough?"

Before she could react, two boxes of eclairs were stuffed into Hatsushimo's hands.

"No, you eat it yourself, I'll buy it somewhere else."

Han Zhenhao: "I bought it for a friend, but he's not coming over now, so I have a little extra for you to eat. Are two boxes enough?"

Chu Shuang was slightly startled, "That's enough, I'll pay you then."

The man nodded with his lips bent, "Okay."

He swiped his finger across the screen a few times, flipped out the QR code and handed it to her.

Chushuang scanned the code and with a beep, the phone recognized that it was not a payment code.

It's a personal WeChat page.

After thinking about it, she clicked Add Friend.

Seeing that she had completed the operation, Han Zhenhao raised his brows slightly and agreed to her friend request.

"Thank you."

"It's okay. Thanks to you last time."

Seeing her car parked on the side of the road, Han Zhenhao said, "I said I would give you a ride, but it seems like there's no chance. Do you have a date?"

"Yeah, I have an appointment with a friend." Hatsushimo raised the puff, "Thank you."

Watching Benley go away, Han Zhenhao lazily leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, while his other hand was flipping through her circle of friends with interest.

It can be seen that her life is relatively pure. She likes to post pictures of delicious food and beautiful scenery. Occasionally she will take a selfie, but most of the time she posts her own paintings.

There were exquisite figures painted on tablets, cute Q-version figures drawn on napkins when bored, and the Chinese ink paintings that caught Han Zhenhao's attention - it was obvious at first glance that a lot of effort had been put into them.

Precarious cliffs, vast rivers, light mist and gentle breeze; in this landscape painting, she added her own understanding to the depiction of mountains, water, mist and wind.

Not only are the lines cleverly and flexibly outlined, but the sparse, dense, gathered and scattered white space also reflects the beauty of the exquisite layout.

The painting style is gentle yet resilient, with elegance and grandeur blending naturally, majestic and full of spirit, and the charm of the brush and ink is truly vivid.

There are many paintings by famous artists in Han Zhenhao's home. She also learned Chinese painting for two years when she was a child, so she can appreciate a few of them. It can be seen that her painting skills are profound and not achieved overnight.

The bone-like brushwork, outlining and rendering, all those techniques and artistic conception are vividly interpreted in her writing.

She possesses the talent and delicate emotional expression required of an artist.

Although his Chinese painting skills are superb and are admired by others, he is content to be an artist in this comic company.

It's a bit of a waste of talent.

These are two completely different paths. If she continues to pursue her studies in traditional Chinese painting, she will surely become a famous artist in the future.

It is precisely this kind of contradiction and confusion that makes her more concrete and mysterious.

Han Zhenhao saved the photo of the painting, tapped his phone with his fingertips, and chuckled. It was really getting more and more interesting.

At first, I was just attracted by her beautiful appearance. Now, I really want to get to know this person better.

Driving to Nanhua Street, Shi Yue's coffee shop was playing soft pure music. The man who was mixing milk at the bar saw the dessert box handed over by Han Zhenhao and was slightly surprised, "When did you become so polite that you even bring me something when you come to see me."

Pulling up a high stool and sitting at the bar, Han Zhenhao said in an annoying tone: "If you can't finish it, I'll give it to you."

"You can't finish it, why buy so much."

Shi Yue picked up a puff and tasted it, "Not bad."

"What do you want to drink? I'll make it for you."

"Latte, please."

Shi Yue lowered his head to make a drink. Looking at his gentle and handsome face, Han Zhenhao held his hands and suddenly spoke, "Old Shi, you have always had good relationships with the opposite sex. People say you are a friend of women. Let me ask you a question."

"Ask."

"Have you ever chased a girl?"

Shi Yue took the time to look at him and said, "You have more experience in this than I do."

Someone who had been to Wanhua Bushi came to ask him for a mother's list.

"No, it's the serious kind of pursuit. Have you ever experienced it?"

"no."

"You are the only one around me who understands girls better," Han Zhenhao thought for a moment and asked, "How can I pursue a girl who is not short of money, has a stable job and hobbies, and is polite but distant?"

Shi Yue handed the latte to him and asked nonchalantly, "Who do you like now?"

"No, brother, I am serious about pursuing a girl. Please help me analyze it."

Shi Yue wiped the marble workbench and spoke murderous and heartbreaking words in a gentle tone.

"That kind of girl wouldn't normally like you like this."

Han Zhenhao sighed, "We've known each other for more than 20 years, why do you have to be so embarrassed?"

"You see, she has both material and spiritual needs, so she must be more rational and mature in her emotions. If you don't have an absolute advantage, how can you win her heart?"

Han Zhenhao thought for a moment, "So according to what you said, this high-altitude flower can't be picked anymore."

“It’s not that there is no solution.”

"Tell me about it."

"Didn't you say that I have a hobby? Maybe it would be helpful to start from here."

Han Zhenhao suddenly raised his eyes, and was awakened by the words. He smiled lazily, "Not bad, Lao Shi, you are worthy of being a person who studied psychology. I didn't realize you were so capable before. You can be my military advisor in the future."