One big and one small are practicing love

I never thought that one day I would be able to stand in the best art academy in China and watch an art exhibition.

I never expected that after reading those works, I would feel such a real and strong shock in my heart.

Perhaps, this is the so-called artistic influence. I think maybe Teacher Wang’s elegant and intellectual temperament comes from this.

Liu Xiaochen has always longed to be someone like Teacher Wang. Seeing this situation today, he finally knew that he could not become someone like her. After all, these works of art are not within her reach.

Thinking about it, before I knew it, the car drove into the underground garage of the community.

After the car stopped, the children were still asleep.

Liu Xiaochen quietly unlocked the safety seat and packed his belongings. After everything was done, Liu Xiaochen asked in a low voice: "Master Zhao, the children haven't woken up yet, do we want to take them home?"

"They are very heavy. You are so thin that you cannot carry them. The chairman is coming soon. Let me and the chairman hold the children." Master Zhao said.

"I can carry them. The children and Teacher Zuo have been tired for the whole day. Let's carry the children home." Liu Xiaochen said.

Master Zhao looked down at his phone, sighed, and said, "Okay, ten minutes ago, the chairman sent me a message saying that there was a bit of traffic on the road. If you arrive early, you should take the children up first."

Liu Xiaochen was carrying a schoolbag and holding Zuo Yan vertically. Master Zhao held Zuo Xu across his arms and carried two painting bags in his hands, walking in front to lead the way.

After taking a few steps, Master Zhao suddenly stopped and said, "The chairman is here."

Liu Xiaochen stopped and looked up when he heard the footsteps, and saw a figure in a suit about ten meters ahead. Look carefully, it's Zuo Kunmin.

The garage walls are dark gray, spacious and dimly lit, with various brand-name cars neatly arranged. Zuo Kunmin seems to have his own light, which is particularly eye-catching in the huge dark space.

Zuo Kunmin wore a jet black suit with a pure white shirt and dark black tie. He walked towards me with long strides, steady and powerful steps, and the skirt of his suit flipped gently with his steps. Perhaps because of his slender limbs, or perhaps because of his noble temperament, there was a subtle rhythm when he raised his legs and swung his arms, and the sound of his leather shoes gently vibrated in the air.

He walked quietly step by step, silent and calm. Occasionally, vehicles whizzed past him, but he kept the same rhythm and expression, not affected at all. When he got closer, Liu Xiaochen saw that his face looked tired, his shoulders and back were slightly slumped, and his body showed fatigue.

This was not the first time he saw him, but at this moment, Liu Xiaochen had a completely different feeling towards him than in the past.

Zuo Kunmin puts on his suit, just like a general puts on his war robe, and Sun Wukong wears armor and holds a golden cudgel. The whole person's aura and demeanor are different. It makes people feel that he is calm in his heart and possesses the strategizing skills to defeat the invisible.

Looking at it, Liu Xiaochen couldn't help but think of the group of statues he saw at the art exhibition today.

Yes, he is like the victorious Buddha.

Thinking about it, Zuo Kunmin walked up to Liu Xiaochen. He naturally took off his suit jacket, gently covered Zuo Yan, and whispered: "Give me Yanyan!" As he said that, he wrapped Zuo Yan in his suit and held her gently in his arms.

Zuo Kunmin and Master Zhao walked in front. Liu Xiaochen took the initiative to take the painting bag from Master Zhao's hand and followed a few steps behind. She looked at Zuo Kunmin's back.

Zuo Kunmin's white shirt, which originally fit him well, was stretched out by the muscles in his shoulders and back due to holding Zuo Yan. The pleats around him became straight and stretched, and his waist also stretched a bit. His steps were slower than before. As he walked, he occasionally lowered his head and looked at Zuo Yan in his arms tenderly.

When you arrive at the door, the door lock recognizes your face and opens the door. As soon as you enter the house, the sensor light at the door automatically lights up.

"Xiaoxiao, you sit on the sofa and rest and wait for me downstairs." Zuo Kunmin said, and then he and Master Zhao went upstairs together with the children in their arms.

A spacious and bright duplex building with minimalist decoration, mainly white and logs, and light gray fabric sofas. Liu Xiaochen glanced briefly, then sat upright on the sofa, waiting for him quietly.

After a while, they came down.

Zuo Kunmin said goodbye to Master Zhao, poured two glasses of water in the dining room, went to the living room, handed one to Liu Xiaochen, and one to himself, then sat down diagonally across from Liu Xiaochen.

At this moment, Zuo Kunmin's shirt sleeves were rolled up casually, the elbows and shoulders of his shirt were wrinkled, his tie was loosely undone, and two buttons were undone at the collar.

After sitting down, Zuo Kunmin raised his head and drank a whole glass of water, making a clear sound of drinking water.

After drinking, Zuo Kunmin said: "Thank you for your hard work today, Xiaoxiao."

"You're welcome, Teacher Zuo." Liu Xiaochen responded cautiously and politely.

Zuo Kunmin suddenly raised his arm, pointed at the room opposite Liu Xiaochen, and said: "You live in this guest room, which has a separate bathroom and balcony. You are about the same height as my sister, so I asked Aunt Zhang to find some new ones for my sister. Put the clothes on the bedside. In the past few days, I have been busy at work and came back late, so I need you to live at home to take care of the two children."

"Okay!" Liu Xiaochen nodded and said respectfully, "Thank you, Teacher Zuo."

After two or three sentences, Zuo Kunmin stood up and said, "You should go to bed early. I still have work to deal with." After that, he turned and walked towards the room next to the stairs.

Liu Xiaochen stood up and looked up, just in time to see Zuo Kunmin open the door and turn on the light. I caught a glimpse of the dark bookcases in the house, which were full of books.

Liu Xiaochen went to the kitchen first and washed the glasses that he and Zuo Kunmin had used. He saw several glasses of the same style in the middle of the dining table and placed the two clean glasses over.

Then take out the thermos cup from your schoolbag, clean it, and put the uneaten food in the refrigerator. Finally, he went to the bedroom, entered the house, and locked the door.

The room has white walls, solid wood furniture, and lemon yellow pinstriped bedding on a white background. It looks clean, bright, and warm.

Liu Xiaochen looked at the clean and tidy room and calculated carefully that he hadn't showered in three days and the strands of hair on his forehead were stuck to his forehead. Go to the bathroom and see that there is hot water, clean towels, and various toiletries.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Xiaochen decided to take a hot shower. Afraid of soiling a clean room.

After taking a shower, Liu Xiaochen wiped off the water stains on the floor and glass, squatted down and picked up the broken hair on the floor, and then returned to the bedroom. From the pile of clothes on the bedside, he picked out a white cotton bottoming shirt and a pair of light gray cotton sweatpants and put them on.

After doing this, Liu Xiaochen did not go to bed. Instead, he took out the notebook and pen he brought with him from his schoolbag and went to the desk by the window. Liu Xiaochen was slightly startled when she saw the lamp on the table. It was exactly the same as the one she used at home.

Also, the table lamp at home was bought by Teacher Wang when she lived in her house, and they all use the same brand.

At that time, Liu Xiaochen felt the benefits of a good desk lamp for the first time. The light was bright and soft. Touching the silver sequins on the base, the light slowly dimmed or brightened. In addition to being able to freely adjust the brightness, it could also switch between white and yellow. kind of light.

Thinking about it, Liu Xiaochen lightly touched the silver sequins, and the lights slowly turned on. He spread out his notebook and lowered his head to write.

The works I saw at the art exhibition during the day, the people watching the art exhibition, the two children painting, Teacher Han’s comments on the children, the first time I saw Zuo Kunmin wearing a suit...

Liu Xiaochen recorded all kinds of events, big and small, based on his intuitive feelings. She didn't want to go to sleep with mixed thoughts, let alone waste the "beautiful things" she had received this day.

After finishing writing, it was already 12:48 at night. Liu Xiaochen was physically exhausted but his mind was still clear.

Pack your things, go to the bathroom, dim the floor lamp next to the bed, and lie down to get ready to sleep. Tell yourself to stop thinking about anything and go to sleep quickly, because you have to get up early tomorrow.

I don't know how much time passed, but when I was about to fall asleep, I vaguely heard the sound of the door and footsteps coming from upstairs.

Liu Xiaochen opened his eyes, squinted in the darkness, and looked at the brightly lit cell phone, 1:36.

When my brain was clearer, I thought that he should have gone upstairs to rest.