Life With You

The next day, Yuanbao and Dangzhen met at the entrance of the exhibition hall as scheduled. Dangzhen came by taxi. Yuanbao took advantage of the situation and asked, You didn't drive by yourself today?

Dang Zhen said: I forgot to refuel. I found out when I got in the car that I probably couldn't drive here, so I just took a taxi.

The two of them walked in together, and while talking, Dang Zhen handed a small paper bag to Yuan Bao, Please give this to Tong Hao.

Yuan Bao asked: What is this?

Dang Zhen replied: I called him yesterday and he said he had a cold. The fuel of this aromatherapy has the effect of preventing and treating viruses. You can give him a try.

She used this to remind Yuan Bao to pay attention to Tong Hao, otherwise he would believe whatever the other party said.

When Yuan Bao heard this, he said calmly: I thank you on his behalf. He is indeed 'sick'. He didn't tell me at first. I only found out last night.

Originally, Dang Zhen was convinced that Tong Hao was lying, but now that she heard it, she thought too much. Maybe Tong Hao said that Yuan Bao was by his side at that time, just as a kind word to prevent her from going there.

Thinking about this, Dang Zhen didn't know whether to be happy or depressed. She was thinking too much.

'Jiang Yuan' is a popular painter in the circle recently. Tickets for her art exhibition are very expensive, but there are still many people flocking to it. People are everywhere in the exhibition hall. There are at least four or five people standing in front of each painting, two people. No one pushed towards the crowd, but walked around casually.

Dang Zhen asked: Is Tong Hao home alone now? If you don't take care of him, is he okay?

Yuan Bao said: It's okay, just a small problem.

Dang Zhen said: I should have known better that I shouldn't have dragged you out to see the art exhibition.

Yuan Bao smiled and said, I want to thank you for inviting me out to see the art exhibition.

Dang Zhen looked at him sideways, and Yuan Bao said half-truthfully, How can he have any good-looking paintings?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Dang Zhen still laughed, Tong Hao will be sad to hear this.

Yuan Bao said: He is heartless.

Dang Zhen said: He is heartless, and you won't like him anymore.

Ingots:……

Apart from being afraid of chickens, no one has found Yuan Bao's weakness in these years. Now he gradually realizes that he is afraid of Tong Hao. No, strictly speaking, he is afraid of Dang Zhen.

Every time this topic came up, Yuan Bao would smile slightly, not unhappy, but obviously not ready to talk. Dang Zhen still had some foresight, so he changed the subject and asked about Song Xi.

Are Xiaoxi and her husband doing well recently?

Yuan Bao responded: Well, it's good. There are mountains and water there, there are few people, and it's very quiet.

Dang Zhen said: The key is that the people I like are all around me, which makes me very happy just thinking about it.

Yuan Bao is too thoughtful and has wrong ideas, so he will interpret Dang Zhen's casual words as her implication that the person she likes is not with her at the moment. After all, it is still Tong Hao's problem.

Yuan Bao had already hinted that the two of them were not suitable for each other, but it seemed that Dang Zhen didn't say it with her mouth, but she still hadn't given up in her heart. Tong Hao was crying and shouting that he wanted to become a monk or come out as gay, which was so noisy. If they really let the two of them fight against each other face to face, I am afraid that neither of them will be able to get off the stage, and only Dang Zhen will be sad.

Thinking of this, Yuan Bao put on his gentle smile again and said: You should find someone you like quickly. Before you said you liked someone with a big difference in personality from yours, let me help you pay attention to whether there is anyone around you. suitable.

When Dang Zhen heard this, her heart stopped for a moment, as if it was blocked by something, but she still smiled lightly and continued: It seems that I have really reached the age where people are anxious. Not only my family is worried, my friends are worried, but even My aunt upstairs is planning a blind date for me.

Yuan Bao said: Everyone wants to see you happy. It doesn't matter what age you are. As long as you are happy enough, it's not too late to find one at the age of eighty.

The corners of Dang Zhen's lips curled up, and she smiled and said, Then others will say behind my back that I forced my smile.

Yuan Bao said: Originally, there are conditions for two people to be together. First of all, they must like each other. Shaving one's head, choosing one's head, and having a strong sex are not long-term solutions. Secondly, if they want to continue to take a step forward, such as getting married, then It depends on whether both families agree. A marriage that is blessed by the elders may not be happy to the end, but a marriage that is not blessed will be upset from the beginning.

Dang Zhen said: Yes, I think so too, but I haven't even found 'first' for so many years.

Yuan Bao was not sure whether her words were true or not, so he could only follow the trend: Don't worry, you will always find someone who likes you and who also likes you.

Dang Zhen turned her head and smiled and said, I'm not worried. At worst, I won't look for you until I'm eighty years old.

Yuan Bao also laughed. The two of them wandered around the huge exhibition area for a long time without looking at a single painting. They only talked about relationship issues. Finally, they came to a painting with few people. As soon as the two of them arrived, the only person left. Looking up, there was a very small painting hanging on the wall, only about 40 centimeters in length and no more than 20 in height. It showed an anthropomorphic horse blowing out candles, and there were pigs sitting on the long table opposite. Rabbit, tiger, sheep... put together exactly the twelve zodiac animals.

Compared with other large-sized and artistic paintings, this one is more childlike, and neither the color nor the content are like Jiang Yuan’s usual style. If this exhibition hall was not dedicated to Jiang Yuan, many people would be suspicious. , where are the fakes mixed in?

But Yuan Bao smiled and said, I like this one.

This picture was drawn by Dang Zhen on her birthday last year. She didn’t make any wishes at the time, and she didn’t expect to make many friends. She just took a piece of paper and drew it, otherwise the size wouldn’t be so small, but after she finished the drawing, she I liked it very much and thought it was very interesting, so I kept it. This painting exhibition was organized by Shao Yitong's company, and because the quantity was a few paintings short, I took it over to make up the number.

Do you like this style? Dang Zhen asked curiously.

Yuan Bao said: I don't know much about the style. It depends on your eyes. Whether you like it or not can't be determined at a glance?

Before Dang Zhen could answer, Yuan Bao said again: What do you think it made a wish for?

Dang Zhen looked at the horse in the painting and replied aloud: Maybe make a wish to the carnivores here not to eat their little friends.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Bao chuckled on the spot, and Dang Zhen also laughed.

The two of them were standing under the painting and using their imagination. Not long after, a man and a woman came over. The man was about twenty years older than the woman, like an elder, but the two behaved like a couple. Maybe the woman had shouted for them before. Painting, the man said: How about this one? I'll buy this one for you.

The woman pouted and said, I like that one...

The man said: That one doesn't suit the decoration style of the home. I think this one looks good.

I heard that many of Dang Zhen’s paintings are sold according to size, and the bigger they are, the more expensive they are. The two of them stood beside each other and murmured softly. In the end, the woman compromised, “Let’s take this one.”

The man said: I'll ask the staff to come over.

Dang Zhen said to Yuan Bao, I'm going to the bathroom.

Yuan Bao nodded. After Dang Zhen left, he took out his cell phone and sent a message, saying that the painting No. 35 was not for sale. Someone quickly replied that a customer had just asked for the price. You haven't decided on this one yet. We said we would ask. The other party liked it very much and said the price was negotiable.

Usually people who dare to say this kind of thing are not short of money. Although the painting is small, as long as the buyer and seller agree, it is not uncommon to have millions. But Dang Zhen still said the same thing: If you don't want to sell it, help me take it down. , I want to send it to a friend.