Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 50
The wall clock on the wall just stepped into the time of 09:30 in the evening.

But since nine o'clock, Su Houde has been standing outside the corridor, looking at the spacious room inside.

The smell of watercolor paint came from the room from time to time, and there was some soft music.It wasn't until the last student inside also finished scanning a fake "David" that he left at exactly 09:30.

This is a studio.

At this moment, the art teacher, who was wearing a canvas denim apron, with her hair up, and with a graceful temperament, let out a long sigh, looking at the empty studio, showing a satisfied smile.

She began to clean up the tools and stools in the studio.

"Sanniang..."

Su Houde called softly.

Luo Qiu, who accompanied him to watch for half an hour, suddenly said, "Aren't you going to go in?"

Su Houde hesitated for a moment and asked, "She... doesn't remember me?"

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Do you remember Taiyinzi? I asked him something about "The Wonderful Sutra of the Heart of the Jade Emperor". Every time you complete a stage, you give up a skin. If you give up, you give up. , she won't remember you who made jade for her back then, nor herself who asked you to make jade for her...why ask? After watching it for half an hour, don't you have an answer in your heart?"

Su Houde sighed and said, "She is Sanniang, but I can't feel that she is Sanniang... Her eyes are not like this."

Saying that, Su Houde gritted his teeth, suddenly took a step, and walked into the studio.

Suddenly someone broke in. The young art teacher, who has been called Qin Chuyu instead of Yu for three years, said in surprise, "Sir, I'm closed. Is there anything wrong?"

"Sanniang..." Su Houde called softly.

Qin Chuyu showed a slightly wary look, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

Although this man is not really sloppy, but he has a sloppy look, his face is haggard, and it is easy to make people feel defensive - at least, Qin Chuyu's appearance is like this now.

Su Houde felt a pain in his heart, and his face became pale again.He lowered his head sadly, but sat aside, with the drawing board separated by him and Qin Chuyu.

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

"Can I paint a picture? I can pay...as long as it takes a picture."

"Sir, I'm closing. If you want to learn to draw, you can come and sign up tomorrow."

However, Su Houde had already grabbed a Da Vinci V35 on the tool tray beside him, and after dipping it in water, the scattered bristles converged into a pointed tip, like a thrush pen.

Su Houde sat very upright, he closed his eyes, held the brush, and stood still.

Qin Chuyu has never seen a person appear so focused when he writes.She couldn't help frowning - should the security guard of the mall come over to drive this person away, or use some method to drive this person away.

Thinking about it secretly, this strange man has already started to do it.

He focused on his writing without looking at her, and there were wisps of tenderness in his eyes.

Crack rub, dot dye, outline.

Strange colors are interspersed in the brush strokes.Qin Chuyu walked behind Su Houde out of curiosity, took a look, and then did not leave.

This is not the way of painting in Western painting, this person is actually doing ink painting with a watercolor brush as if it were a writing brush.

But... what he drew seemed to be a picture of a woman in a palace dress.

The smile is sweet and natural, and the person in the painting seems to be gradually jumping out of the drawing paper.Qin Chuyu opened his mouth slightly, the woman in this painting seemed to be painted with her as a template.

Su Houde began to inscribe on the canvas, and he also inscribed the words written by the readers.

"Sit down to the yellow flowers and mourn. When you wake up, you still remember being crazy when you are drunk."

"How can cinnabar be a thousand-year-old medicine, it is difficult to eliminate the cream on the temples during the day."

"The inscription behind him is self-righteous, and the puppet in front of him is busy with him."

"Reminiscing about the floating life has become a dream, and in the end... there must be an end."

Qin Chuyu seemed to be brought into a wonderful mood by this poem, and suddenly lost his mind.When she came back to her senses, Su Houde had already walked to the door and was about to leave.

There were a few crumpled bills on the stool...it seemed like they were actually paid.

Qin Chuyu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stopped and said, "Sir, your painting..."

"Send it to you."

Su Houde closed the door.

Qin Chuyu subconsciously grabbed the banknotes on the stool and rushed out of the studio, only to see that the corridors on both sides were empty. Can anyone still be seen there?
She went back to the painting before she made it, and felt that the night was a little strange...wonderful.

……

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"She really forgot about me...and she forgot about herself..."

In the square outside the shopping mall, Su Houde sat on the edge of the closed musical fountain, looked at the unclear night sky stunned, and suddenly said, "Once upon a time, the sky was full of stars."

"There must be an end." Luo Qiu sat down, sat next to Su Houde, and said softly: "There must be an end at the end."

"What on earth have I been up and down for 500 years?" Su Houde looked at Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu shook his head.

How do you know that there is no wisdom accumulated over countless hours that can be explained in one sentence?

It's just that I feel that I can't say anything, and I can't hold the face as a club owner, so I can only say like an old monk: "I'm tired of love."

Su Houde was stunned.

He suddenly laughed, laughed, laughed sadly.He stood up suddenly, opened his hands, and let the fountain fall behind his body, sinking into the water.

After a long time, Su Houde said indifferently: "It's over... Take what you want. Don't forget this painful memory."

Luo Qiu nodded and stretched out his hand to grab Su Houde.

Some light finally formed into a ball of light in Luo Qiu's palm. At the same time, Su Houde suddenly stood up and felt his own change.

He felt that something was coming off his body, and the whole person began to become very light, "I... what's wrong with me?"

"What has kept you up and down for 500 years is the obsession with wanting to see Yu Sanniang again. What is the source of the obsession? It should be the reluctance for that relationship. You said it was painful because you loved it deeply. "

Luo Qiu played with the light ball in his hand and said: "But if there are no all those beautiful memories, where would your obsession come from? There must be an end... and it must also dissipate."

"Is that so... me too..."

He finally closed his eyes.

When Su Houde opened his eyes again, he only felt cold and terrible, "I... Where is this? Who are you?"

The jade craftsmen of the previous life have dissipated, and now it is only Su Houde himself - he has also forgotten this absurd incident.

Then the problem is coming.

Who suddenly fell into the pool, he suddenly saw a sneaky guy with a mask standing in front of him, he felt very bad.

Luo Qiu said: "It doesn't really matter who I am... The important thing is, have you forgotten anything?"

Su Houde frowned and said absentmindedly, "I seem... a little confused."

Luo Qiu put a few bills on the ground, "You forgot that your family is worried about you, lest you encounter an accident."

"what?"

Su Houde was like a ghost at this moment, and suddenly became very panic... The guy in front of him is gone!

"Damn..."

He jerked abruptly, heard what the strange family said, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone. The caller ID had already been overrun by his family and friends.

He couldn't help but stunned: "How long has it been... how long have I not been home?"

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