Chapter 6
Chapter 6
I still woke up at seven o'clock and lay in bed watching her for a long time.Until I heard the baby's cry, I got up gently and closed the door.
The little one jumped and barked at me, blaming us for locking it out last night.I pet him and take him downstairs to pee.
She was in a deep sleep.When I came back, she didn't wake up either.Just go to the kitchen and see what can be done.
I also cook occasionally.A little simple.
Her kitchen is clean but well stocked.There are eggs, fruit, and some quick-frozen food in the refrigerator.I wonder if she can really cook.
I cooked dumplings and fried eggs.
I was ready to call her, and when I opened the door, she was looking at me with her eyes open.
you wake up.I said.
It smells like rice.
hehe.Then get up and eat.
She held out her hand and I went over to pull her up.She took advantage of the situation and hugged me again, lazily hanging on my body.
Get up. . .
She got tired of it for a while before getting up.Later I found out that she was very sleepy.Especially on weekends, even if I wake up, I have to lie in bed for a long time before I am willing to get down.
You don't have to go to work?I asked.
No need to.
The boss is really different.
That is.
Ha ha.
But next week may be busy again, so I will spend more time with you when I have time these few days.
Um.It's okay, you are busy with your work.
If you feel bored, you can go out for a walk.She said, can you drive?
I shook my head.
Well, when you are bored, you can take the driver's license test and become a driver for me in the future.
Uh. . .
You can also draw.I went to the West Lake to write sketches or something.
Don't worry about me, just go about your business.It's nice to see you every day.
Well, usually you don't come back too late.Most of the time I go to the company is to deal with urgent matters, hold a meeting or something.
Ok.
It was only later that I found out that she often had dinner parties, sometimes very late.But go home every day.
In the afternoon we went to West Lake.In fact, the West Lake can be seen from the balcony of her room.But she felt that she should take me for a walk.
The West Lake is surrounded by modern buildings, which lacks a lot of artistic conception.But still beautiful.We stand on the broken bridge, the lake and willows are still there, ignoring the modern commercial atmosphere, we can still pretend to be thousands of years ago.
Did you enjoy your stay?Such a life?
I don't know either, but I want to be with you.With you, it is enough.
But I don't really like it here.She slowly said that although the West Lake has been preserved, it is already too unnatural.
So do you like Lijiang?
Like it.But how long can Lijiang not be eroded by business?
yes.It's the same everywhere.
I really want to go to the countryside, plant flowers and raise fish.Live a life without worrying about anything.
Hehe, I heard that someone bought a piece of land in the suburbs and grew organic vegetables themselves.That's not bad.
That place is just an occasional visit.Be a vacation spot.I'm talking about staying and doing the simple things.
You want to retire?
Haha, yes.I want to retire.
How old are you.
But I already feel very tired.Don't care about anything.She leaned against the stone railing and looked at the sky.
I think she must be under a lot of pressure.
Maybe one day, I will sell the company.Then we will leave here and go to a quiet and comfortable place to retire.
Hehe, how old are you. . .
Today, she took off her armor, and she seemed to be that fresh little girl again.
Not long after, a group of tourists flooded in and stood on the bridge to take pictures.
We smiled helplessly and were brought back to reality again, I said.
Hehe, let's go, let's go back.she says.After that, he took my hand and fled the crowd.
She doesn't like crowds, and she doesn't like being alone.She is open-minded about this world.I like being alone and I like being in crowds because both are the same, as long as there is no interaction with people.My world is closed.
We drank a little more that night.She told me about the past.
Her father was a well-known painter and was almost obsessed with painting.At the same time, he cared much less about her and her mother.When she was very young, her family background was very ordinary, relying on the small restaurant run by her mother and Aunt Song to make ends meet.Because at that time, my father's paintings were not worth much.Later, it was also because her mother was running around that his paintings were slowly put on the market.Her mother is a very troublesome person, running around and finally made a name for herself.Later, he started a company and lost the restaurant to Aunt Song.Later, Jian Ning also threw it to Aunt Song.The company gradually improved, and through her commercial packaging of her father's works, the price was quite good.Jian Ning's father has gradually become famous, but he has always looked down on what Jian Ning's mother has done for him and the family.He always only has paintings in his eyes, but no home.He sometimes goes out to find inspiration, and doesn't go home for half a year.No one knows where he went or what he did.I only threw some paintings to my mother when I came back.I rarely communicate with my mother.And communication is quarreling.He always said that Jian Ning's mother was too secular, too snobbish, and too money-loving.
But if it weren't for my mother, he might have starved to death long ago, and his paintings might still be worthless.she says.
Then one day, we received a call saying that my father had jumped off a cliff in Mount Jiuhua.
We rushed over.The local police handed us a diary and an unfinished painting.It is said that he jumped off the cliff suddenly in the middle of the painting.Because it is a cliff, it may be possible to find the body.My mom passed out.Her tears flowed down.
I can imagine the pain.I didn't know how to comfort her, so I had to hold her in my arms.
fine.she says.Many years have passed, and the wounds have formed scars.
Later, my mother also gradually recovered, and repackaged the paintings left by my father. Because of my father's death, his paintings were sold at very high prices.
She sold all his paintings except the last one, which was leftover.
The painting was put in the basement by her.I haven't read that diary, but I saw my mother cry when I saw it in those years.She said don't watch it, but I didn't.
I thought, I dare not look at it.
Later, my mother's company also expanded its business, and the small company became a large company.Then she started training me to run the company.Basically, in the past few years of university, I was actually managing the company.
sharp.I said.
hehe.I think there is still some talent in this aspect, and it should be inherited from my mother.But I don't have a single bit of artistic talent, so my paintings are ugly.
Oh, yes, you said it.
Well.But I can see their value.
Well. .
The reason why I say you have no talent is because you have no feelings for this world. He is different from you. He has deep feelings for this world, but he failed my mother.And you, love people.So your character expressions are okay.Especially the affectionate kind.she smiled.Although it is very general.
I pretend to be angry.
Oh, don't be mad.Because of this, I dare to fall in love with you.
Really.Are you in love with me?
If you don't love you, why would you miss you so badly? If you don't love you, why would you break the rules and call you again? If you don't love you, why? . .
I suddenly wanted to kiss her, so I kissed her.
Then when did you fall in love with me?I continued to ask.
I don't know either. . .how about you?
Did I say I'm in love with you?
Do not you love me?She really got up.
I love you.I hasten to say.I think it should be very early, the first day, when you were reading in the studio.
Oh, so easy to fall in love with.
Destined, doomed.I said.
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