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    “There is one more question.” Wen Sui turned his pen and said, “I looked at your previous works, and I can only come up with two that meet your requirements.”

    “You know, even if you hold a small art exhibition, you need at least 20 works.” She opened her eyes wide and gestured with her left hand. “Do you know how much work this is? If we take two months to prepare, and you are a talented painter, it is really difficult to produce more than ten or twenty works in two months.”

    Chi Nuan forked the cake for a moment, and she thought Wen Sui’s words made sense.No matter how talented Song Shixue is, no matter how much inspiration she has in her head, her body can’t bear it!

    The image of Song Shixue working overtime and sitting in the studio waving a paintbrush automatically appeared in her mind, the image of Song Shixue suffering from tenosynovitis, and the image of her lying on the ground tired.

    Hiss, just thinking about it made Chi Nuan’s heart throb.

    Under the table, she moved her hand slowly to scratch Song Shixue’s palm and then looked at her worriedly.

    “Sister Wen, don’t worry, I’ll be prepared during this time.” Song Shixue slowly stroked her knuckles and then slowly slid them between her fingers and held them tightly.

    “Well, that’s fine. You can send it to me to take a look at that time.” Wen Sui and Chi Nuan breathed a sigh of relief for her at the same time.

    “Yeah, okay.”

    “Look at the range of the time.” Wen Sui took a sip of coffee. “I would like to make a suggestion. The best time is March to April. After all, there is still some follow-up work, not to mention someone like you who has to do the poster design himself.”

    “Well, it’s just what I want.” Song Shixue wrote a date on the paper and pushed it in front of Wen Sui.

    “Hmm…March 23?” She knocked on the table, “Hiss, that’s okay too.””

    When Chi Nuan heard this date, she almost spit out the coffee she just drank.

    March 23, Chi Nuan’s birthday.Is it intentional or a coincidence?

    In her memory, she only told Song Shixue once when her birthday was.The probability of me remembering it is not very high. In addition, this is Song Shixue’s solo exhibition. As someone who values career development so much, she should not be too emotional.

    Chi Nuan thought for a few seconds and finally chose the latter.

    It wasn’t until Chi Nuan saw the poster later that she knew it was the former.

    One week before Song Shixue’s personal exhibition “Love” was to be held, Chi Nuan kept her promise. She packed all her luggage and started living together with Song Shixue smoothly.Although Chi Sangzhi called her for a few words before she officially moved in, fortunately, she agreed.

    Five hours before launch.As soon as Chi Nuan warmed up her driver’s license, she got into the driver’s seat with a new sense of driving. In the end, she drove to Hangzhou Art Museum without any accidents.

    After parking the car, Song Shixue wanted to take Chi Nuan with her to the museum to make final preparations, but Chi Nuan refused.

    Although there were only a few hours left before the official start, she still wanted to retain a sense of mystery. She wanted to bring this sense of mystery to appreciate Song Shixue’s paintings.

    Chi Nuan casually found a chair outside the library and sat down.

    As time went by, a long queue formed outside the venue. She glanced past and couldn’t see the end of it.

    Hiss, our Teacher Song’s reputation is really not that great!

    Everything is ready and the door slowly opens.

    The noisy crowd surged crazily in one direction, and two or three security personnel tried their best to maintain order.

    How terrible!

    Chi Nuan tried to squeeze in, but found that she couldn’t squeeze in at all, and even got bumped several times innocently.

    She frowned, feeling aggrieved.At this moment, she especially wanted to “complain” to Song Shixue.Tell her, “Come and save your girlfriend, she was almost squeezed into a ‘meat pie’!””

    She wished she could turn back time.

    How can you maintain a sense of mystery?I wouldn’t be happy if there was a back door!There is so much pretense!Chi Nuan cursed himself in his heart.

    The phone vibrated twice and Song Shixue sent a photo.

    “Xingxing, you go to the location in the picture, and I’ll ask the staff to come out to pick you up.”

    It’s still quite tacit, huh!

    Chi Nuan quickly wrote the four characters “I have a back door” and stuck it on her forehead.

    Soon, a staff member wearing an orange-themed shirt walked through the crowd and successfully brought Chi Nuan into the lounge.

    After walking around, I didn’t see Song Shixue.

    However, I found a familiar name among the bunch of bouquets sent by the seniors – Jiang Luohe.

    This flower shouldn’t be there.

    Chi Nuan lowered his eyes and clicked on the screen of his mobile phone to send a message to Song Shixue, when he suddenly felt a chill from his wrist spreading throughout his body.

    She was pulled behind a corner.As soon as she turned around, before her brain had time to react, Song Shixue held the back of her head and kissed her.

    Outside the corner, the footsteps of the staff walking back and forth met the random heartbeats.

    So shy!

    So exciting!

    I like it so much!

    After the twenty-second comforting kiss ended, Song Shixue spoke out.

    “Good boy, you go and see first, I’ll be back in a moment.”Song Shixue pointed to the door on the right, “You can go out through that door.”

    This is a purely ornamental painting exhibition that lasts for twenty-two days and does not have any auction significance.

    After participating, Chi Nuan received a poster and a small album like everyone else.The front of the poster is based on Buddha’s head green, and the content of the picture is a pair of big hands trying to catch the crumbling swallows.

    On the reverse side is a pair of orange-based smiling eyes, and there is a small tear mole in the lower right corner.

    No one here would care about the owner of these eyes, except Chi Nuan, who not only cares about him, but also understands this person better than anyone else.

    This kind of mood is like a person who likes carbonated drinks being soaked in Coke, so happy that it keeps bubbling.

    I was so happy that I hid in the bathroom and was excited for ten minutes before I managed my expression again and returned to the starting point of the exhibition.

    Because it is a personal exhibition, it does not occupy a large space.The overall layout is the simplicity advocated by Song Shixue, with a direct look and feel and clear action lines.

    Chi Nuan walked slowly along the flow of people and looked carefully.

    Song Shixue is very sensitive in the use of color.There are a total of 22 paintings, in which the color tone is gradual, from cold to warm, each with mixed colors.

    Chi Nuan, like most people who came to the exhibition, did not understand what the previous works had to do with “love”.Rather than love, she felt more depressed and uncomfortable, and her heart was swollen with pain.

    She stopped in front of the fifth painting, sniffed and tears fell along the curve of her cheeks.

    In the picture, a disheveled woman lies on the beige marble floor, her hair soaked with sweat and sticking to half of her face.The remaining half is panic, fear, helplessness and pain.

    It looks very much like the sofa and sideboard that have been blurred behind it – lifeless.

    Chi Nuan wanted to ask Song Shixue the meaning of the picture, but he didn’t know if she would tell him.

    She wiped away the remaining tears and continued walking, emotions rising and falling on her face.Only the last few paintings made her laugh through them.

    Because it’s all about yourself.

    Although none of the pictures showed her entire face, she knew that the trophies, stars, wishing bottles, the mole under her right eye, and her bright smile were all hers.

    Chi Nuan wanted to ask Song Shixue the meaning of the picture, and she would definitely tell him.

    After the interview, Song Shixue returned home with the “puppy” waiting for her.

    The sound of gurgling water washed away the stickiness on their bodies, and the scent of cedar wood penetrated their skin.They caressed each other, and then continuously introduced the unique natural taste into each other’s mouths through kissing.

    Hot breath came from inside the door. They blew each other’s hair and sat on the edge of the bed with a little blush.

    “Teacher Song, I have many questions to ask you.”The edge of the bed wasn’t even hot yet, so the puppy couldn’t wait to speak.

    Would you like me to get to know you better?Are you willing to let me know your past and let me enter the depths of your heart?

    “You asked.”

    “Is there any special meaning for the swallow appearing so many times?Also, who is that disheveled woman?Uh, let me think about it, let me think about it… Is the previous painting related to your childhood experience?…What do those depressing images have to do with the theme of love?”Chi Nuan mustered up the courage to finish speaking quickly in one breath.

    Phew, it’s not easy.

    “Are you one hundred thousand whys?”Song Shixue’s voice was filled with laughter, but her eyes were filled with sadness.

    “Sister, tell me, okay?”Chi Nuan hooked Song Shixue’s upper body and moved it a little closer to her, and put their lips together, “Please.””

    Song Shixue couldn’t resist, so she had to call him truthfully.

    How else to say “women who act like a spoiled child are the best”?

    “Xingxing, have you heard that swallows don’t come into Chou’s house?Usually swallows will not build nests in unhappy families.”Song Shixue’s voice became colder when she spoke, and she raised her hand to help Chi Nuan pull her ears and hair in.

    When Chi Nuan’s words came to her lips, Song Shixue blocked them with her index finger: “When I finish speaking, doesn’t my star want to know the answer?”

    She was in a daze, she had never seen Song Shixue like this before.Song Shixue was so oppressive and strong with a hint of indifference.

    “The woman in the painting is my deceased mother.”Song Shixue continued.

    “It really has to do with my experience.”

    “To be precise, ‘love’ is the continuing theme of this exhibition.”After she answered one by one, she used her slender fingers to get into Chi Nuan’s sweatshirt and flexibly unbuttoned her underwear. Her voice changed from clear to sexy, “And my love will be extended by you again.”

    Love is as distinct as warm and cold colors.

    Start from scratch, step by step.

    “Happy 22nd birthday, my star.I hope you like this gift I gave you.”Song Shixue gently bit Chi Nuan’s earlobe and whispered softly into her ear.

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