Chapter 18 Artwork Tu Zhizhuo's time at Su Huaiwang's house...
Tu Zhizhuo didn't stay at Su Huaiwang's house for long. The agency was still waiting for her interview, so on the seventh day, she had to rush back no matter how reluctant she was.
The two were loading the suitcases onto the trunk of the car when Tu Zhizhuo's lips pouted so much that a bottle of oil could be hung on them. She complained:
"Isn't it good to take a two-month gap after just returning to China? Why are there so many things to do?"
Su Huaiwang patted her shoulder and said, "At the age of 25, you are the backbone of society. With great ability comes great responsibility."
"How can I support society by playing the piano? Are you trying to pua me? The less capable you are, the better your appetite!"
"Alright, alright, stop complaining. Your parents probably miss you too."
After Su Huaiwang said this, Tu Zhizhuo snorted and said nothing more.
After loading the suitcase, Su Huaiwang closed the trunk with a "click", walked to the front, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.
As I fastened my seatbelt, it was hard not to notice the white back of her hand resting on the side. Following that, the entire exposed arm was a pure, snow-white color, with no visible signs of sunburn. Then, there were the straight shoulders, the slender neck... and finally, the beautiful face.
Lin Jue sat in her passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, looking well-behaved. He blinked at her with a smile.
Su Huaiwang put the seat belt into the gate, turned his head and looked forward without changing his expression, trying to hide the fact that his heartbeat was slightly accelerated.
The car started slowly. Su Huaiwang looked through the rearview mirror and saw Tu Zhizhuo lying alone in the back seat, feeling very angry.
When it comes to friends, you really love them when you love them, and you really hate them when you hate them.
God knows how Tu Zhizhuo established a good relationship with Lin Jue in just one week and even asked him to come and send her off!
When Tu Zhizhuo told her that, she almost couldn't control her urge to hit her.
Tu Zhizhuo didn't seem to care: "Hey, after I leave by car, you two can just hang out over there and treat it as a date."
What does it mean to just treat it as a date? Did she consider Lin Jue's feelings? Even worse, did she consider her feelings, even though she was so patient?
Su Huaiwang finally couldn't hold it in any longer and a sudden attack fell on Tu Zhizhuo's head.
Afterwards, she asked Lin Jue herself, and tactfully expressed that it was okay if he didn't want to refuse. But to Su Huaiwang's surprise, Lin Jue gladly accepted Tu Zhizhuo's invitation just as Tu Zhizhuo said.
"I really want to go for a walk outside, and I haven't been to South City yet." This is what Lin Jue said.
Nancheng, a second-tier city about 60 to 70 kilometers from where they were, wasn't particularly prosperous, but it was still considered a major city. Tu Zhizhuo was going to take the high-speed train from Nancheng Station back to the provincial capital, her home.
The mountain road was winding, and the SUV was bumping along the road. However, Tu Zhizhuo in the back seat was still restless, and he kept looking over his shoulder:
"Would you like some water? Would you like some potato chips? I have some oranges here, would you like some?"
Su Huaiwang felt like she was carrying a child on a family trip. Veins on her forehead were bulging slightly. She suppressed her anger and said:
"Do you think I have the hands to peel an orange?"
The hand that had just reached out from the back seat and handed Lin Jue an orange replied directly after hearing this: "I'll peel one for you as a reward. You've worked hard driving."
After saying this, she poked Lin Jue, who was diligently peeling an orange. The girl took the peeled orange and, suddenly inspired, passed a slice to the driver's lips:
"Give."
Lin Jueyan was smiling in the corner of his eye, making it difficult to refuse.
Su Huaiwang sighed in his heart, opened his mouth and ate the orange slice, chewing while saying: "I want to drive..."
"Come on," Tu Zhizhuo interrupted her, "With your snail-like speed, what could possibly go wrong?"
"I'm just paying attention to safety, okay?" Su Huaiwang retorted.
The two of them started to argue, while Lin Jue in the passenger seat remained silent, just silently peeling the orange and feeding it to Su Huaiwang one slice at a time. By the end of the meal, Su Huaiwang not only lost the argument, but his stomach was almost full, so he could only surrender:
"That's enough, that's enough, I can't eat anymore..."
Lin Jue suddenly woke up and stopped peeling the oranges. He put away the pile of orange peels that had accumulated.
Su Huaiwang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly criticizing Tu Zhizhuo in his heart:
Why buy so many oranges? She just ate them all!
The road is more than 60 kilometers long, which is neither long nor short. The key point is that most of it is mountain road, so it took quite a while for Su Huaiwang to send Tu Zhizhuo to the high-speed rail station.
When saying goodbye, Tu Zhizhuo was carrying two large boxes, looking reluctant to leave. But when he turned around, his feet were so happy that he seemed to be flying.
Su Huaiwang sighed in his heart, and accidentally expressed it in his mouth. With a sigh, he directly attracted Lin Jue's attention.
"What's wrong? Are you sad? Because your friend is gone?" It was not known whether it was Su Huaiwang's illusion, but Lin Jue's words were inexplicably light-hearted, and he even deliberately emphasized the word "friend".
"It's not that sad." Su Huaiwang shook his head, hesitated, and finally said it out:
"I just feel that even though we are good friends, our personalities are indeed very different."
Lin Jue looked at Tu Zhizhuo's back, who had disappeared from the station, then looked at Su Huaiwang, and suddenly said seriously, "You are better."
Su Huaiwang: “?”
Lin Jue saw her confusion and said apologetically, "Sorry, did I say something wrong?"
Su Huaiwang smiled. She was used to Lin Jue's occasional shocking words, and this was definitely not what he meant.
"Nothing, I know you're trying to comfort me."
They walked out of the station while talking:
"I don't mean to be bad, I just think that our lifestyles are really different, and she is actually more suited to living in a big city."
Tu Zhizhuo's social media accounts are filled with photos of her attending various parties and events. She is most lively and vivid amid the colorful lights and shadows of the city. Accompanying Su Huaiwang in the countryside like that might be fine for a day or two, but Tu Zhizhuo would definitely not tolerate it for any longer.
Just like Tu Zhizhuo didn't want to force her, she also didn't want to force Tu Zhizhuo. So Tu Zhizhuo's return home was also what she hoped for.
Lin Jue looked at her and said softly, "I'm still here. You can come find me. We can be together."
Su Huaiwang was stunned for a moment, a little touched: "Thank you. What flavor would you like to drink?"
They were standing in front of the milk tea shop.
Lin Jue glanced at the dazzling array of varieties on the sign and shook his head honestly: "I haven't tried it. Can you pick out a flavor you like for me?"
Su Huaiwang was not surprised by Lin Jue's answer and ordered two servings for himself.
She handed the milk tea to Lin Jue. It was obvious that Lin Jue had not lied just now. She looked at the milk tea in her hand and felt very unfamiliar.
The sweet liquid touched her taste buds, feeling cool and refreshing. After a while in the summer heat, Su Huaiwang felt much better. She thought of what Lin Jue had just said. Although she was touched, she didn't take it too seriously. After all, she knew that Lin Jue would say some ambiguous words from time to time, but he didn't really mean it.
But she was still in a good mood and moved closer to Lin Jue:
"Where do you want to go next?" She and Lin Jue had agreed earlier that they would go sightseeing in the city together after sending Tu Zhizhuo off.
The air around Lin Jue was cool, as if the air conditioner was turned on. Su Huaiwang unconsciously moved closer.
"Is there any place you want to go?" Lin Jue threw the question back.
Su Huaiwang didn't need to hide it: "Museums and art galleries."
She said this with some nervousness because these places were visibly boring to young people.
Lin Jue didn't hesitate: "Then let's go and take a look. I'm also quite interested."
Su Huaiwang smiled happily: "Okay." He didn't pay attention and swung his hand a little too much, and it bumped into Lin Jue's arm.
Only then did she realize that she had accidentally gotten too close to Lin Jue, and she quickly distanced herself from him, her face flushed red.
Lin Jue didn't seem to care much and just kept walking. Su Huaiwang felt a little disappointed in her heart. This was the normal reaction of a straight woman.
Su Huaiwang quickly put this little episode behind him.
After driving for a while, the Nancheng Museum appeared in front of us.
This is a huge building, larger than many museums in first-tier cities. Although the economy of South City is not developed, its historical heritage is indeed unmatched by many emerging cities.
The art gallery is just across the street, so you can go there directly after visiting the museum.
Su Huaiwang had visited this museum once when she first moved here, but it had been two years and she had forgotten most of the exhibits. Now it still looked quite interesting to her.
Lin Jue followed her quietly, occasionally saying a few words to her. This peaceful and harmonious feeling made Su Huaiwang feel very comfortable.
She likes museums, not because she has any special interest in history or culture, but simply because she likes the atmosphere.
She didn't have to bother interacting with others, and didn't have to worry about where to focus her attention. Just strolling in this environment was comfortable enough for her.
Compared to museums, art galleries mean much less to her.
The reason was simple: she didn't have much artistic talent, and the works were only visually appealing. However, Tu Zhizhuo loved visiting art galleries and exhibitions, so over time, Su Huaiwang got used to including these two types of places in her itinerary.
Like piano, Su Huaiwang has learned painting superficially. To this day, there are still painting supplies on the second floor of her house, but she just doesn't like it.
The colorful painting in front of her was concentrated in her eyes. She tilted her head, and the brief stimulation of color instantly disappeared in her brown eyeballs.
Lin Jue is not around?
She suddenly realized it and felt a little nervous.
It is very common to go to a museum together without a friend around. Su Huaiwang should not feel nervous, but Lin Jue's behavior of following her silently has made her accustomed to seeing Lin Jue as soon as she turns her head, so she feels uncomfortable now.
Su Huaiwang anxiously searched for Lin Jue in the crowd, and finally saw Lin Jue in front of a painting not far from her.
Lin Jue tilted her head back, absorbed in a work on the wall. Passersby hurried by like silhouettes in a movie, and the light from the painting shone down, not only on the undulating paint but also on the flawless sculptures of the people.
artwork.
Even the drooping eyelashes and shadows are full of the Creator's painstaking efforts.
Su Huaiwang's breath was choked, and he moved with difficulty and walked to her side, unable to bear to break this quiet beauty.
But Lin Jue noticed her, turned his head and smiled: "This painting is beautiful."
Unfortunately, Su Huaiwang was not good at appreciating art. She struggled to shift her gaze away from Lin Jue and onto the painting she couldn't understand, hesitatingly replying, "Hmm... Hmm..."
Lin Jue leaned closer to her, almost whispering to her, "Here, this treatment is soft, yet very strong. When you look at it, it's like..."
The girl was still immersed in the painting, whispering her understanding.
After listening to this, Su Huaiwang asked, "Do you like art?"
For some reason, the girl who had been softly expressing her love suddenly froze: "...Maybe."
Su Huaiwang didn't notice this subtle mistake, but just suggested seriously: "I also have painting supplies at home, maybe we can paint together next time."
Lin Jue's body, which had become stiff due to the mention of her past life, slowly relaxed. Her pair of amber eyes, filled with soft light, were once again focused on Su Huaiwang. She spoke, the tenderness in her voice almost impossible to suppress:
"OK."
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