Maybe I can't have a normal youth

Chapter 658 Painting·Surprise

In an instant, various questions were thrown from everyone's mouths, and Zhao Bai'an, who wanted to keep silent, couldn't keep silent now.

She raised her head to face everyone, and at the same time turned her head quickly, thinking about how to respond to everyone's words.

In the end, facing all kinds of questions from everyone, she still chose to be sloppy.

"You ask me how I know, just now you all said that I had hallucinations, that's hallucinations."

Everyone raised their eyebrows, some believed it was true, some expressed doubts, but no one persisted in asking.

Immediately, Zhao Bai'an wanted to leave immediately, she thought she could leave when she woke up, so she stood up naturally and began to put on her outwear.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly stopped her and told her that she would continue to receive injections.

Zhao Bai'an had no choice but to return to the bed again, while her friends were quietly accompanying her.

Time passed quietly, and it was the afternoon of the next day in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Bai'an was already in good health, and then they set off on their way back.

After returning home, Zhao Bai'an lived a life of not going out again, because of the previous incident, she had been recuperating at home.

It wasn't until a few days later that Mori Shan and her mentioned their plan to hang out together on weekends that Zhao Bai'an walked out of the house.

The two agreed to go to an art exhibition, because Zhao Bai'an liked art very much, especially paintings.So Moriyama specially organized the itinerary so that she could watch three exhibitions together at the same time.

Afterwards, they went to see Dali and Picasso first, and the first thing they saw when they entered were all kinds of paintings with distinctive characters and strong expressive force.Each painting represents the writer's unique way of expression and unique color matching, and each painting deeply stimulates Zhao Bai'an's visual nerves.Let her linger in the meantime to feast her eyes and be very satisfied.

Time passed quietly, and soon it was the end of the exhibition, Zhao Bai'an realized that she hadn't seen Monet's painting yet.So he quickly dragged Moriyama to the last exhibition hall.

After coming here for a while, it feels completely different from the experience of the other two exhibition halls.The last exhibition hall is slightly larger, and there is a place for people to take pictures outside the exhibition hall. The scene is very beautiful, and it is Monet's bridge.

The most amazing thing is that there is still a painting of Monet's water lilies hanging on the wall where the photo was taken. It doesn't look like an authentic work, but it still makes people feel quite.

And there is a small notice in the place where the photo is taken, specifically pointing out that tourists can print out the photo on the spot at will.

Zhao Bai'an was so excited, he pulled Mori Shan and wanted to take pictures together, but unexpectedly Mori Shan pulled out his arm and refused.

"Why?" Zhao Bai'an asked the reason with some disappointment.

Moriyama didn't explain too much, he just told Zhao Bai'an simply: "I don't like to do things that leave traces, so I really don't like taking pictures, except for unavoidable ones, I will refuse them."

Zhao Bai'an was a little disappointed. She originally had a glimmer of hope before asking, but now her hope was completely lost.

She couldn't help but glanced at the paintings on the wall, and then muttered to herself: "It's so hard for us to come here once, it's a rare chance to have such a chance, what a pity."

Moriyama responded from the side: "We came to see the exhibition, not to take pictures. You can take pictures anywhere, but you can't see the exhibition at any time."

At the end, I felt that the atmosphere might be chilled, and I comforted: "Why don't you go and shoot? The scene is really beautiful, and it must be very good when you shoot it."

Zhao Bai'an detached himself from his emotions, and smiled at Mori Shan.

But she also rejected the suggestion to go to take pictures alone, besides, at this moment, she thought that what Mori Shan said was quite reasonable.

Although she still felt more regretful in her heart, she thought about it carefully, and Mori Shan did not reject herself on purpose, he seemed to have always been like this.

Zhao Bai'an responded that he is not usually a person who likes to take selfies, and she seems to have never taken any photos with Mori Shan.There is only one photo in the same frame, and that is just a junior high school graduation photo.

Thinking about it this way, not only did she not blame Moriyama, but she also felt very embarrassed that she hadn't discovered this earlier.

No longer entangled in the issue of taking pictures, she continued to hang out with Moriyama.

It was as if what happened just now had never happened, and everything was back to normal.

The two chatted while walking, and the topic always revolved around the art exhibition. The atmosphere between the two was also very relaxed, talking and laughing.

Originally, everything should continue like this, but Zhao Bai'an accidentally asked: Why don't you want to leave traces of your life?
Moriyama paused, his expression changing instantly.

He didn't answer directly, but told Zhao Bai'an quite vaguely: "I just don't want to leave any traces about myself in my life, and it will be even more difficult to clean up in the future."

"Clean up?"

Zhao Bai'an froze in place, she didn't quite understand what Mori Shan said just now, and the atmosphere between the two seemed a little strange.

Zhao Bai'an didn't like this feeling, she was suddenly not in the mood to watch the art exhibition.

She bypassed Moriyama, looked into his eyes, and asked seriously, "What did you mean just now?"

To this, Moriyama did not answer, not only that, he also made a weird move.

He simply pushed Zhao Bai'an into the photo booth, and then stood outside the venue, asking the staff to take pictures of Zhao Bai'an alone.

Zhao Baiping was in a dazed state, and when he came back to his senses, the staff had already taken the photo and handed it to her.

In the end, Zhao Bai'an got the photo of only one person.

She instantly felt dissatisfied, and her heart was filled with a sense of loss. She glared at Mori Shan angrily, but she saw Mori Shan turned and walked towards the door of the studio alone.

Zhao Bai'an sighed helplessly, and followed immediately.

Originally, she thought that today's itinerary was almost over. Anyway, she also felt that she had been driven out of any mood by Moriyama, but what she didn't expect was that Moriyama took her to another mysterious place.

This is still a studio, and it is also a special studio. Compared with the venue where the exhibition is held, it is very small and looks very private.

Once inside, a man who looked like an artist greeted him, and then took out the wrapped painting and handed it directly to Mori Shan, while Mori Shan handed the painting directly to Zhao Bai'an.

Zhao Bai'an tilted his head, but Mori Shan smiled at her: "Open it and have a look."

"What? It's so mysterious." Zhao Bai'an muttered, with anticipation in his heart, he tore open the package.

——This is a painting of myself in Monet's Impressionist style.

Zhao Bai'an's mouth was so wide open that he could almost stuff an egg in it!Only at this time did she realize that Moriyama had custom-made a painting for herself here!

But she still didn't understand.

"Why, send it at this time?" Zhao Bai'an's eyes seemed to have water ripples.

And Moriyama's eyes were burning: "Happy Qixi Festival."

It was only then that Zhao Bai'an realized that because she had been at home these days, she was living her life in a mess.

After knowing all this, she suddenly panicked.

"Sorry, I didn't prepare a present." She frowned.

Moriyama still responded with a smile: "It doesn't matter, because you will go to the United States in the second semester of your senior year next school year, that is, at the end of this year. I hope you can take care of yourself. This is the greatest gift you can give me."

Zhao Bai'an's heart trembled, he clenched the frame tightly, he couldn't help but tiptoed, and kissed Mori Shan's cheek.

　Volume No.17 ends.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)