Chapter 188: Silk Scarf
Meng Chuyuan dealt with the accident of dipping the brush in the wrong paint, reapplied the color, and completed the rest.
Seeing Meng Chuyuan drawing so seriously, Lu Qianling glanced at her drawing board. The upper part was the sky, and the lower two sides were green plants and flower beds in the yard. There was also a road leading to the gate in the middle, which gradually narrowed.
She asked in confusion, "What's so good about this?"
Meng Chuyuan: "To kill time."
There is no sun today, and a layer of light dark clouds covers the sky. The treetops in the yard sway in the breeze. Perhaps affected by the weather, the overall light seems gloomy, which makes people who come to see the scenery feel unhappy.
But when these scenes appeared in Meng Chuyuan's drawing board, the picture seemed to appear in midsummer, with sunshine, lush green leaves, and butterflies could be seen in the flower beds.
Lu Qianling first observed Meng Chuyuan's painting, then looked up at the real scene in front of her. Although the proportions of the painting were exactly the same, and even the positions of any reference objects had not been changed, she could see scenery of different seasons on the drawing board.
"It's amazing." Lu Qianling opened her eyes wide in astonishment, her tone filled with admiration: "Facing such a gloomy sky, you can actually paint it as a sunny day?"
Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows calmly and said softly, "Why not?"
She does not necessarily pursue realism when painting, but focuses on training her state of mind. It is common for her to paint night during the day, and changing seasons is not a difficult task for her.
Lu Qianling moved closer to her and whispered in Meng Chuyuan's ear, "I'm curious, what did you do before?"
"Just like you, I'm studying at school."
"..." Lu Qianling asked: "Besides this, don't you have anything else to do?"
Meng Chuyuan's eyelids shrank slightly, his expression slightly dim, and he said softly, "No."
Lu Qianling sighed and said with some regret: "That's such a pity."
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It was almost evening when Meng Chuyuan finished the painting. Seeing that Lu Qianling liked it, he gave it to her.
Lu Qingye did not work overtime tonight. He arrived home at around seven o'clock. Meng Chuyuan was still cooking in the kitchen, while Lu Qianling was sitting in the living room playing with her mobile phone.
Glancing at Lu Qingye entering the house, Lu Qianling subconsciously turned off her phone and hid it behind her back. She looked up and smiled at Lu Qingye as he walked over: "Brother, you're finally back."
"You have classes tomorrow, why are you back?"
Lu Qianling pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "You also said it was tomorrow, so can't I go home on the weekend?"
Before dinner time, Lu Qingye chatted with his sister in the living room for a while, asking about her recent situation at school. Of course, he also started to talk about the past with her and gave her a lecture on the last time she skipped class without reason.
Lu Qianling knew that she couldn't escape. At the end of this ideological education, she felt that she couldn't just let herself suffer the injustice. She also complained to her eldest brother and told him that Lu Jinsen had spread rumors that he was kicked out of the room.
To show her sincerity, Lu Qianling raised her hand and swore, "It's really not me who's gossiping. It was my second brother who told me."
"..." Lu Qingye's face had no expression at this moment.
He tilted his head, his gaze fixed on the busy figure in the kitchen, his eyes suddenly drooping...
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Lu Jinsen has been running around quite frequently these days, leaving home early and returning late every day. He finished work early tonight and arrived home before nine o'clock.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Lu Qingye walking down the stairs with one hand in his trouser pocket. In the quiet living room, he could just hear his deep voice: "Are you back?"
"Um."
Seeing that Lu Jinsen had been running around outside all day and was covered in dust, Lu Qingye walked into the living room, poured him a cup of hot water and handed it to him.
The moment Lu Jinsen saw him handing over the cup of water, his eyes were stunned. He was stunned for several seconds, and only after confirming that the cup of water was poured for him did he reach out to take it.
He raised his eyes and said somewhat flatteredly: "Thank you, big brother."
Lu Jinsen held the glass with both hands, warmed his stiff hands first, and then when the water was no longer so hot, he picked it up and took a sip.
Just when he felt a little warmth, he suddenly heard Lu Qingye's cold voice in his ears: "I've signed you up for a cooking class. I'll send you the address later. Go and register when you're free."
Lu Jinsen's mind buzzed, and he looked at him in shock: "Cooking class?"
Did he hear it right?
Lu Qingye: "Yeah."
Lu Jinsen had just finished his last job and was planning to take a good rest for a few days. Before he could catch his breath, he heard that Lu Qingye had signed him up for a cooking class.
"No..." Lu Jinsen put down the cup in his hand, his eyes filled with deep confusion: "Why?"
"See if you have nothing to do."
After hearing this, Lu Jinsen almost got angry: "How can I be free?"
Since he took on that pastoral variety show last month, he has basically been busy. All kinds of odd jobs have come to him, and he has finished all the work he has never done in his life.
Not long after, he automatically compromised with Lu Qingye: "Okay, I'll report tomorrow."
"Also, watch your mouth."
Lu Jinsen: “…”
At this time, Lu Qianling was hiding in the corner, watching with a look of gloating. After Lu Qingye went upstairs, she came out openly, clapping her hands happily.
She came to Lu Jinsen, circled around him, and laughed happily.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Jinsen looked at her with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Lu Qianling made a face at him, the smile in her eyes not diminishing at all: "I'm happy, what's it to you?"
After returning to the bedroom, Lu Qingye went straight to the cloakroom to get clothes to take a shower.
As soon as he walked in, he saw his suitcase placed on the ground. Meng Chuyuan took out the clothes in the suitcase and placed them neatly aside.
Lu Qingye saw her squatting on the ground, helping him to tidy up, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Let me do it."
When he walked over and was about to squat down, Meng Chuyuan suddenly took out a palm-sized gift box from his box.
Meng Chuyuan thought the design of the gift box was quite exquisite, but she didn't hold it firmly, so the box fell and opened automatically.
"What is this?" Meng Chuyuan looked up at Lu Qingye just as she saw him appear. Her hands were busy packing things. When she touched the gift box, she lowered her eyes and saw a women's silk scarf inside.
Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and said calmly, "So it's a silk scarf."
"..." Lu Qingye was stunned for a moment, and a trace of imperceptible loss flashed in his eyes.
I had originally wanted to find an opportunity to give it to her, but now Meng Chuyuan found it herself. Not only was the surprise gone, but from her tone, it seemed like she had misunderstood something.
Meng Chuyuan calmly put the scarf back into the box. Just as she was about to close it, Lu Qingye suddenly squatted down in front of her and subconsciously grabbed her wrist.
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