The calming aromatherapy effect was so strong that Chen He fell asleep in the art museum and was woken up by Song Jingcheng.
After waking up, Chen He looked at Song Jingcheng's face that was magnified up close. She subconsciously pushed Song Jingcheng away and touched her mouth secretly.
Fortunately, I didn’t drool.
Song Jingcheng couldn't help laughing. He said, "You're too tired. You fell asleep as soon as you got on the bus. We're here. Are you getting off now?"
Shen He shook his head, "You get off first."
Song Jingcheng got off the car first.
Shen He quickly took out a folding comb from her bag, combed her hair again, and checked her makeup again.
After confirming that there was no problem, I got off the car.
She folded her arms and followed Song Jingcheng towards the entrance of the art museum, complaining as she walked: "The medicine grandma prescribed for you was too strong. Last time at your house, I also slept very soundly."
"Luckily you're not a pervert, otherwise I wouldn't even know I was taken advantage of by you."
Seeing that Chen He trusted him so much, and thinking of the secretly taken photos and the hand-holding video, Song Jingcheng felt a little guilty.
Seeing that Song Jingcheng didn't say anything, Shen He stopped and asked attentively: "Mr. Song, are you feeling unwell?"
After thinking about it, Chen He silently stretched out his right arm and took Song Jingcheng's arm.
It looked like Chen He was holding Song Jingcheng's arm, but in fact, it was Chen He who was supporting him.
*
This is a centenary Chinese oil painting exhibition, with more than 300 works on display.
The earliest exhibit is a classic work by a master dating back a hundred years, while the most recent one is "The Dangerous Ship" by Night Walker.
It was an oil painting with a dark and depressing tone. In the dark night, the raging waves overturned an old cargo ship.
There was no one on the boat and no one drowning in the water.
Almost all visitors who come to the exhibition stop in front of the painting for a while to take photos and check in.
Chen He also stayed in front of the painting for a while.
Song Jingcheng asked her, "Do you like this?"
If he had known that Shen He liked this, he would not have given it to the organizer for the exhibition.
"Night Walker..."
Chen He whispered in Song Jingcheng's ear, "This painting is your work, right? In which year did you create it?"
"Five years ago."
The first year after he learned that he had a terminal illness was the darkest year in Song Jingcheng's life, but also the year with the most inspiration.
"Hanwen said that Night Walker's best skill was calligraphy. I didn't expect you to be so good at painting too."
"Hanwen?" Song Jingcheng thought for a moment and said, "Your fourth cousin? Shen Hanwen? The last disciple of the president of the calligraphy association?"
"It's him. He admires you very much." Chen He said casually, "If he knew that you were the Night Walker, it would be terrible."
Song Jingcheng remembered this and decided to use his calligraphy works to please his brother-in-law in the future.
He explained to Shen He: "My mother forced me to learn calligraphy, but I actually love oil painting more."
"Were you forced to learn?" Chen He didn't know what kind of person Song's mother was, but he had heard Mu Tingyun mention that grandmother.
"Mu Tingyun once said that your mother is a woman of her word and is very strict with you. Is that true?"
"Strict?" Song Jingcheng tasted the word on his tongue, shook his head and smiled, "I guess so."
Seeing that he was unwilling to talk more about his mother, Shen He tactfully did not ask any further questions.
"Mr. Song is amazing. They say there are top talents in every profession, but Mr. Song is an expert in every one he chooses."
Song Jingcheng was in a good mood after being praised by Chen He. He took the opportunity to mention: "After visiting the exhibition, let's go eat together?"
"What about after dinner?" Chen He deliberately made things difficult for him.
"See a movie?"
"Or maybe go watch the fireworks show? Or go night fishing? I've also reserved a hot spring pool at Mengxi Villa, so we can go soak in it."
Song Jingcheng also mentioned considerately: "If you find these boring, you can also try something exciting. Watch car racing? Or watch boxing..."
He reported many projects to Shen He in one breath.
It can be seen that Song Jingcheng really made sufficient preparations for this first date.
Chen He listened carefully and concluded, "All of the plans you made started with visiting an art exhibition and having a meal. I want to know, what is the last item of all your plans?"
"Are you sending me home?"
"Or, come to bed with me?"
When she asked the last question, Chen He's lips were almost touching Song Jingcheng's ear.
Song Jingcheng secretly held her arm, his throat rolling, his voice hoarse: "Either I take you home, or I take you home."
"Which one do you choose?"
How could Song Jingcheng not want Chen He?
He relived the madness of that night countless times in his dreams.
At this moment, he was holding Shen He's hand, and he could imagine the feeling of Shen He's fingers inserted into his hair in the deep night.
"I haven't decided yet."
Shen He deliberately kept him in suspense, then turned and walked towards the stairs leading downstairs.
Song Jingcheng quickly caught up and asked her, "What do you like to eat? Chinese food? French food? Japanese food? Thai food? I also know a restaurant that serves authentic Xinjiang cuisine..."
“I reserved a table in advance at every restaurant.”
Damn rich people!
Chen He finally chose Xinjiang cuisine.
Song Jingcheng sent a message to Ma Kai, asking him to notify the restaurant to prepare the meal.
He put away his phone, looked up, and saw Chen He standing at the stairs waiting for him, and his heart warmed.
As soon as he approached, Shen He held his arm.
The exhibition hall has four floors in total.
It took a long time to reach the second floor. Chen He disliked Song Jingcheng's slow pace, like an old bastard.
She couldn't help but teasing Song Jingcheng: "Mr. Song is so slow, is that okay?"
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