Suo Qingjun Chapter 41

little painter

The two of them cuddled up on the street corner, surrounded by the bustle of traffic, skyscrapers piercing the sky, and the light reflected from the glass curtain wall making people dizzy.Qing Feng’an lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a rare trace of undetectable curiosity between her usually cold brows and eyes.

His fingertips moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the flashing colorful light sign at the entrance of the convenience store not far away. The light was dancing and dancing, and it was a bit more dazzling than the luminous pearls collected in the teacher’s door.Jin Xianling took in all his little movements, reached out and took him into her arms, avoiding a young man whizzing past on a skateboard, and said in a low voice: “Master, this world is very weird, don’t look around.”

Qing Feng’an gave a faint “hmm”, but her eyes did not move away, falling on the transparent cup held in the hands of pedestrians on the roadside – there was a straw in the cup, the ice cubes clinked against each other, and there were still wisps of cold air coming out.His Adam’s apple moved slightly, but he didn’t say anything, but his fingertips quietly clenched Jin Xianling’s sleeves.

This subtle movement could not escape Jin Xianling’s eyes. He lowered his head and looked at Feng An’s red ears. There was a smile in his eyes, but his tone was still a little wary: “Want to try it?”

Qing Feng’an turned her head and glanced at him with cold eyebrows, saying with a bit of master’s reserve, “Nonsense.”

He was talking nonsense, but his eyes couldn’t help but wander to the ice cream stand across the street.The cone was wrapped in snow-white cream, with a red cherry embedded on the top, which glowed attractively in the sun.Jin Xianling chuckled, and just when he was about to speak, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind him, followed by an exclamation, and a figure bumped into him.

Jin Xianling reacted very quickly. She held Qing Feng in her arms with her backhand and turned sideways to avoid him. Her black robe raised a sharp arc.He raised his eyes, his eyes as cold as knives, and fell on the person who bumped into him: “Keep your eyes peeled as you walk.”

The man was wearing a white sweatshirt and black-rimmed glasses. He was holding a thick stack of picture albums in his arms. He staggered a few steps and the albums were scattered on the floor.He hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, apologizing repeatedly: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was in a hurry and didn’t see you…”

Qing Feng’an’s eyes fell on that person and she frowned slightly.This man’s dress was no different from the people around him, and more importantly, what he spoke was the same language as the two of them.

Jin Xianling also noticed it. His cold eyes softened slightly, but he still protected Qing Feng behind him and said in a deep voice: “Can you understand what we are saying?”

The man picked up the picture album for a moment, then raised his head, revealing a delicate and clean face.He looked at the ancient costumes on the two of them, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed, revealing a pair of shallow pear dimples: “Of course, this is the city center, everyone speaks Mandarin. Are you filming a costume drama? The clothes are so exquisite, and the materials look unusual.”

Qing Feng’an didn’t say anything, but her cold eyes fell on the picture album in the man’s arms.The cover of the album is painted with landscapes, and the brushwork is elegant and has a bit of the charm of the master’s paintings.

“My name is Xu Baiyan, and I am an illustrator.” The man held the picture album in his arms, stood up, and smiled at the two of them. When his eyes fell on Qing Feng’an, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, “Your looks are so restored, especially this gentleman’s temperament is absolutely amazing, as if he walked out of a painting.”

Xu Baiyan said, his eyes sparkling, as if he had discovered a treasure: “I am currently drawing illustrations with ancient themes. Can…can I draw a sketch for you? It only takes a few minutes, so it won’t take you too long. After I finish the drawing, I’ll treat you to ice cream. The one across the street is super delicious!”

He said, pointing to the ice cream stand that Qing Fengan was staring at just now.

Jinxian Lingmeifeng frowned. Just when he was about to refuse, his wrist was lightly touched by Qing Feng’an.

He lowered his head and met Qing Feng’an’s gaze.There was a trace of unnoticeable looseness in his usually cold eyes.

Jin Xianling’s heart softened. When the words of rejection came to her lips, she swallowed them back, but her tone was still a little distant: “Only five minutes.”

Xu Baiyan was overjoyed immediately and nodded repeatedly: “Okay, okay! Five minutes is enough!”

He quickly took out his sketchbook and pencil, and pulled the two of them to the shade of the trees on the street.The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on Xu Baiyan’s sketchbook.The tip of the pen scratched the paper, making a rustling sound.

Qing Feng’an lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the emotions behind her eyes. Only her fingertips occasionally gently touched Jin Xianling’s palm, with a hint of imperceptible dependence that belonged to the master.Jin Xianling held his hand and glanced around cautiously, but when she touched Qing Feng’an’s slightly cool fingertips, the coldness in her eyes turned into tenderness.

Xu Baiyan was painting intently, looking up at the two of them from time to time, and the speed of his pen tip was getting faster and faster.He looked at Qing Feng’an’s cold eyebrows and Jin Xianling’s gentle gaze on Qing Feng’an. He felt that the picture was as beautiful as an ancient painting, and he couldn’t help but relax a little when he started writing.

The place filled with peony is like a foreign country

The five minutes passed very quickly. Xu Baiyan wrote quickly in the sketchbook almost out of inspiration. When the last stroke was written, he breathed a sigh of relief and handed the notebook to the two of them. His eyes were full of joy: “Look, the drawing is done!”

Qing Feng’an followed his movements and raised her eyes. When her eyes fell on the drawing paper, a trace of surprise flashed in her cold eyes.

In the painting, the two people stand under the shade of a tree. The young man in black clothes protects the master in white. The vigilance between his eyebrows and eyes is in sharp contrast with the gentleness that falls on the master. The master stands with his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and there is a faint warmth where the fingertips touch the young man.The busy traffic in the background was faded into blurry light and shadow, which made the two of them look like immortals who had strayed into the human world, forming a world of their own.

“The painting is very good.” Qing Feng’an’s voice was still calm, but it rarely contained a hint of recognition.

Jin Xianling leaned over and took a look, her brows instantly relaxed.He originally looked down on the many weird things in this other world, but he didn’t expect that this illustrator could draw him protecting his master so vividly, especially the subtle dependence in his master’s eyes, which was accurately captured.

“Not bad.” He commented concisely and concisely, the alienation in his tone weakening a bit.

Xu Baiyan was a little embarrassed by the two people’s praise. He scratched his head and said with a smile: “The main reason is that your temperament is so amazing. Even if I follow the painting, I’m afraid I won’t be able to draw one ten thousandth of it.” He paused, remembering his promise, and quickly pointed to the ice cream stall across the street, “Come on, I’ll treat you to ice cream! It’s agreed.”

Qing Feng’an was about to refuse, but her wrist was pinched gently by Jin Xianling.He turned his head to look at his apprentice, seeing the unconcealed expectation in the young man’s eyes. He swallowed the words that came to his lips and just nodded slightly.

Jin Xianling’s eyebrows instantly curved, and she held his hand and walked to the opposite side, her pace a little brisker.

Xu Baiyan followed quickly and chatted curiously as he walked: “Did you make these clothes yourself? The embroidery is so exquisite, especially the peony pattern on the hem of this gentleman’s clothes, it is so lifelike.”

Qing Feng’an paused slightly, and his eyes fell on the hem of his own clothes – they were embroidered by himself. The courtyard of the teacher’s gate was full of peonies. When the flowers bloomed, he always liked to pick the ones with the best blooms and embroider their images on the clothes.But in this other world, it has become a rarity.

“Yeah.” He responded lightly without further explanation.

Jin Xianling took over, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his tone: “My master’s craftsmanship is naturally excellent.”

Xu Baiyan suddenly realized it, and looked at Qing Feng’an with a little more admiration: “It turns out that sir can also embroider, he is really versatile!”

While they were talking, the three of them had already walked to the ice cream stall.Xu Baiyan ordered three cones with the stall owner in a familiar manner, then turned to the two of them and asked: “What flavor do you want? Strawberry, chocolate or original?”

Qing Fengan knew nothing about these otherworldly foods, so he looked at Jin Xianling.

Jin Xianling thought for a moment and chose the safest one: “Original flavor.” He knew that Master never liked sweet and greasy things, so the original flavor should not go wrong.

Soon, three steaming cones were handed over.Xu Baiyan handed one to Qing Feng’an and the other to Jin Xianling. He took a big bite of the strawberry-flavored one and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

Qing Feng’an pinched the crispy skin of the cone and looked at the snow-white cream on the top, unable to take a bite.He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his tongue and licked it gently.

The cold, sweet and soft taste melts on the tip of the tongue, with a faint milky aroma, which is unexpectedly not cloying.

His cold eyebrows softened a bit, and he started eating again in small bites.

Jin Xianling had been paying attention to his expression, and when she saw that he was satisfied with his meal, she took a bite of the cone. Her eyes fell on the red tips of her master’s ears, and she couldn’t hide the smile in her eyes.

Xu Baiyan looked at the interaction between the two, and a thought suddenly came to his mind. He couldn’t help but said: “You…are a couple, right?”

As soon as these words came out, Qing Feng’an’s movements suddenly stopped, and the redness on the tips of her ears instantly spread to her cheeks, and even the roots of her ears were dyed a thin red.He coughed lightly and turned his head, feeling a little at a loss.

However, Jin Xianling generously held Qing Fengan’s shoulders, raised her chin towards Xu Baiyan, and said in a boastful tone: “Of course, he is my master, and he is also the only person I want to spend my life with.”

Xu Baiyan was stunned for a moment, then showed a knowing smile, his eyes full of blessings: “That’s great, I just said that your atmosphere is very different.”

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He took out a business card from his bag and handed it over: “By the way, this is my business card. I have a small studio nearby that specializes in painting antique illustrations. If you don’t have anywhere to go nearby, you can come to my studio and have a cup of tea.”

Qing Feng’an looked at the words “Xu Baiyan Illustration Studio” printed on the business card, then looked at Xu Baiyan’s sincere eyes, hesitated for a moment, and took it, tightening her fingertips slightly: “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome!” Xu Baiyan waved his hand, glanced at the time on his phone, and exclaimed, “Oops, I’m going to be late! The manuscript for the art exhibition hasn’t been handed in yet!”

He said and hurriedly said goodbye to the two of them: “I’m leaving first. If you come to the studio, send me a message in advance!” Before he finished speaking, the man had already run away quickly with the album in hand, leaving only a hurried figure behind.

The world stops here.

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