Chapter 35: Be Frank Su Huaiwang hung up the phone, subconsciously...
Su Huaiwang hung up the phone and subconsciously looked towards the door.
Lin Jue didn't come out this time. Su Huaiwang paused, wondering why he had the illusion that Lin Jue was listening to his phone call.
When she opened the door, she saw the girl with her back to her, her back slender and straight, concentrating on drawing something.
Hearing the noise, she immediately stopped writing, turned around, and did not hide the joy on her face.
"Have you made the call?"
Su Huaiwang felt inexplicably soft in his heart: "Yeah."
"What are you drawing?"
As she spoke, she looked around curiously.
The portrait of her that was originally placed on the easel had been taken down, probably put away carefully by Lin Jue as usual.
Now on the easel is a dark blue painting.
Night and sea.
Lin Jue seems to particularly like blue?
Su Huaiwang was so confused that he asked this question.
Lin Jue sat obediently beside her. When he heard her question, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Su Huaiwang to ask such a question.
"Is there?"
The ethereal, rootless feeling that occasionally appeared on Lin Jue was once again smelled by Su Huaiwang.
The girl in front of me lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Su Huaiwang asked curiously, "I see you often paint with blue. Isn't it because you like blue?"
She paused to think for a moment, then added, "So you like blue things?"
Lin Jue folded his hands on his thighs, smiled and shook his head slowly: "I don't know."
"?"
"If you follow this logic, you should be my favorite."
Caught off guard, Su Huaiwang's face flushed.
Trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.
Su Huaiwang waved his hands and said shamefacedly, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore."
Lin Jue always listened to her, so he obediently stopped talking.
Su Huaiwang looked closely at the unfinished painting of night and sea, and exclaimed in amazement: "You painted it very well."
Even an outsider like Su Huaiwang can see its beauty.
But Lin Jue himself didn't care much: "Really?"
She just glanced at her own painting briefly and then turned her gaze back to Su Huaiwang.
Su Huaiwang became interested: "Where is this sea? Is there any reference?"
"No. I've never been to the beach."
"You've never been to the beach?" Su Huaiwang asked in surprise, "Then what about this painting..."
"I drew it based on my impression. Maybe I've seen a picture of the seaside." Or maybe it's from the fragments of memory of a resentful soul in her body, who is obsessed with such a sea.
Su Huaiwang was even more surprised. "You can draw just by looking at a photo... Are you a genius? Have you ever thought about studying at a specialized art academy?"
She thought about it and realized that although it was an abandoned resort project, the villa was not a cheap house after all.
Being able to buy the villa next door to hers, Lin Jue probably doesn't have any financial worries.
Lin Jue shook his head and said softly, "Rather than studying art, I would rather live a quiet life alone."
I'd rather be with you two.
But there was no way to say that.
"And you?"
"I?"
"Have you ever thought about continuing to study art?"
"Of course not." Su Huaiwang's voice unconsciously became low: "I don't like school, and I don't like painting."
As soon as she said this, she realized she had spoken out of turn.
As expected, Lin Jue on the opposite side revealed a self-blaming expression: "Don't you like painting? Then I still..."
"No, no, no! That's not the case!" Su Huaiwang rarely interrupted others and shouted hurriedly: "It's fun to paint with you! What I mean is..."
"You mean you don't like painting with others?" Lin Jue responded readily, his gloomy look gone, replaced by a cunning smile.
Su Huaiwang did not deny: "...Yeah." But the tips of his ears turned red and his eyes avoided.
“I don’t like being judged… on my paintings.”
Memories rushed into Su Huaiwang's mind along with the words, and he suddenly understood.
She still remembered what the studio looked like at that time, her eyes wandering to every corner, and the stern gaze at the top was the most dazzling.
She held the paintbrush, her wrist shaking, not knowing where to start, as if starting from anywhere would be a mistake and would ultimately lead to nothing but mistakes.
She couldn't break down. Even if she couldn't do it perfectly, she couldn't break down. She had to take the first step, even if it meant forcing herself.
She broke down.
It's all over.
She burst into tears in front of her own clumsy painting.
Hate.
But who to hate?
The judges? Classmates? Talent? Hard work? This painting she ruined? Or her life of failure?
As if a self-protection mechanism was triggered, the memories came to an abrupt end.
"Are you okay?" Lin Jue looked at her worriedly, stood up, and reached out to touch her face.
Perhaps it was because he recalled some bad things, Su Huaiwang did not think of refusing this time and put his face in her hands obediently.
"I'm fine. Sorry, I just remembered something. Did you say anything just now?"
"I said, I won't judge your work, and there's no need to judge."
"Thank you." Su Huaiwang thought she was comforting her and immediately smiled.
But Lin Jue didn't know why he was dissatisfied, so he stretched out his other hand and held her face.
"Hmm!" Su Huaiwang was suddenly rubbed on the cheek by the palm of a girl who was half a head shorter than her. She was so surprised that she couldn't react.
"You didn't hear it, right?" Lin Jue raised her eyebrows. The expression that was originally a bit frivolous looked particularly beautiful on her face.
Su Huaiwang didn't know what she was talking about, so he could only try to apologize and save his face from her hands: "Sorry...?"
"Why apologize?" Lin Jue looked at her strangely.
"I, I don't know either..."
Su Huaiwang was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to pull the girl's hand away directly. He could only weakly raise his hand and cover the back of her hand.
Lin Jue didn't pay attention to her little action, but continued: "As I said, every piece of work is the result of your hard work.
“Whether it’s professional or not, good or bad, it’s all a reflection of you.
"Judging you from a certain perspective? Judging someone's emotions? That's a bit too condescending. I don't like it."
Those eyes looked at her seriously, and Su Huaiwang was almost immersed in them.
She felt dizzy, but she subconsciously retorted, "What if, in fact, I wasn't serious enough, didn't work hard enough, and my painting can't be considered the result of my hard work?"
Lin Jue stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed: "You refuted me?" There was curiosity in her voice.
Su Huaiwang realized that something was wrong and was about to apologize as usual, but he heard her say, "I'm so happy!"
Su Huaiwang:?
"Does this mean that our relationship has taken a step forward?" Lin Jue leaned in closer. Su Huaiwang always felt that her recent distance was a little strange.
Her eyes sparkled. "You never treat me the same way you treat Tu Zhizhuo. Why? Is it because we're not close enough?"
Her attitude towards Tu Zhizhuo? Her attitude towards Tu Zhizhuo was visibly bad, so why did this person envy her?
"Well...friendship comes in different forms, and different friends get along differently..."
Lin Jue suppressed the question in her mind, "What kind of friend can develop a sexual relationship with you?" She knew that Su Huaiwang was almost afraid to talk about sex in real life.
"Is that so?"
Su Huaiwang's cheeks were rolled and rubbed twice again.
The girl seemed unaware and not tired, and just kept raising her hands.
But Su Huaiwang couldn't bear it anymore. She felt like there was a furnace burning inside her body, and it wouldn't take long before it would form a sharp contrast with the other person's cold hands. Before that, she had to save her face from Lin Jue's hands.
"Forest……"
Su Huaiwang had just opened his mouth when he saw the girl who had just lowered her head in thought look up with a smile:
"I have the answer to your question just now."
"?" Su Huaiwang silently swallowed the request.
"Even if you don't work hard enough or aren't serious enough, you're still you. Even if that's you reflected in my paintings, I'll still like it."
Lin Jue smiled happily, with a hint of childishness, which was somewhat different from his usual mature and steady appearance.
Su Huaiwang was envious. It seemed that the other person would return to nature once he came into contact with anything related to painting.
But at the same time, she felt it was ridiculous, so ridiculous that she couldn't help but laugh. The hand covering Lin Jue's hand changed from pulling to shaking:
"Is it really that magical?"
"Of course it's true."
"Then you really like me."
“This is true, too.”
The smile on Lin Jue's face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.
She stared at Su Huaiwang intently, and the two of them moved closer and closer as the atmosphere moved them. Just as Su Huaiwang's heartbeat and breathing began to accelerate, Lin Jue opened his mouth:
"You are my best friend, of course I like you the most."
Su Huaiwang suddenly froze in place.
She took a deep breath and leaned back, putting some distance between them.
It was a close call, it almost caused a big mistake.
Straight women are scary.
She was also scary because she suspected that we were going to kiss based on the atmosphere!
Lin Jue on the other side had no idea what opportunity she had missed, nor did she have any idea what Su Huaiwang was thinking.
She was full of anticipation and was still waiting for Su Huaiwang to be honest with her, his "friend".
But Su Huaiwang only managed a smile that was as stiff as his body:
"I like you, too, as a friend."
Lin Jue's eyes curved with laughter.
Seeing her like this, Su Huaiwang became more certain.
This person is just saying sweet words everywhere, but he doesn't really mean it at all.
"Great, can I kiss you then?"
"Hmmmm," Su Huaiwang said perfunctorily, still immersed in inexplicable disappointment, but suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait..."
But it was too late. The girl stood on tiptoe, and the hands holding her face slightly exerted force, and Su Huaiwang's face lowered obediently.
A kiss was placed on her cheek, soft and fragrant.
It feels a thousand times better than in dreams.
Su Huaiwang was dumbfounded.
She heard Lin Jue's lips leave hers and stay very close to her skin.
The girl gasped slightly——
Another kiss, moving down along her cheek, the heat spreading across her face like a prairie fire.
Before the next kiss fell, Su Huaiwang quickly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away.
Lin Jue hadn't kissed her enough and was confused:
"Sorry, I thought these counted as one..."
Isn’t that the problem?!
Lin Jue shifted his gaze from her tightly pursed lips to her ever-changing expression. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said anxiously:
"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
She thought Su Huaiwang agreed. This was not a dream, and she couldn't hear Su Huaiwang's desires, so she was particularly anxious.
Su Huaiwang looked at her watery eyes and her hunched shoulders, clearly showing panic.
She had never seen him like this before.
Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence:
"fine."
The knocked-out teeth fell back into her stomach. Lin Jue was still young, how could she understand this!
Su Huaiwang wanted to cry but had no tears.
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