Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

The taxi is parked on the street, and the sidewalk is full of shops. It takes a few steps to get to the door, all of which are small semi-sunken shops.

The store facing them had a high signboard. The wooden plaque was painted with white paint, and a few letters were scrawled on it. Its name was barely recognizable. It was a tavern.

Xu Qiang opened the car door and said to Xiao Lu, "Come with me."

Xiao Lu felt the familiar yet unfamiliar heartbeat, this frequency both excited her and made her feel dangerous.

She followed behind Xu Qiang, opened the door and walked into their destination.

Behind the heavy wrought iron gate seems to be another world, making Xiao Lu's eyes wide open curiously.

There are more than a dozen round tables scattered in a crowded space, and there are people sitting around each table. There is a big glass of beer with foam on the table, and everyone has a hearty smile on their face.

There is a small stage directly in front, and a band is singing at the moment.

Xu Qiang took her by the hand, said a few words to the waitress, and after a while put a stack of white paper and pencils in front of Xiao Lu.

The tabletop was uneven, Xiao Lu took the menu and put it under the white paper, and didn't care about picking it up. It was just a stack of textureless printing paper. As soon as the tip of her pen landed on the paper, she drew a smooth line. the lines.

It was the first time for Xu Qiang to see her draw a picture. Although she didn't know how to do it, she always felt that it was just a line, and it had an indescribable beauty.

Xu Qiang wanted to say something to her, but seeing Xiao Lu's expression, she felt that she couldn't say anything.

Xu Qiang could only look at her, watching Xiao Lu draw one line after another.

These lines seem to have a different kind of magic power, attracting Xu Qiang's attention, they are not images at all, just messy lines.

Xu Qiang bit her lip unconsciously, if she didn't know what to say just now, she dared not speak now.

She clearly realized that if she disturbed Xiao Lu at this moment, she would regret it later.

However, Xiao Lu's movements stopped.

She turned her head and looked at Xu Qiang blankly.

Xiao Lu said, "I don't know..."

Xu Qiang just looked at her.Xiao Lu didn't talk to her, but just sought comfort.

Xiao Lu's eyes were at a loss, and she said to Xu Qiang, "I don't know what to draw."

In those years when she was still called God's pen, the lines and colors would flow naturally when the tip of the pen touched the paper. Xiao Lu only followed her heart and never thought about what to draw.

Now, she wants to draw, and her lines show a long-lost aura, but she doesn't know what she can draw.

Xiao Lu felt a little downcast for a moment.She thought of the neighbor's sister, what did she take away with her leap?

Naturally, Xu Qiang had already seen her dark eyes.Xiao Lu has never shown such an expression, she always wraps herself in a cold shell, and will not let Xu Qiang see her helpless.

Xu Qiang was very familiar with her expression at the moment.

Xu Qiang had seen this expression of herself in the mirror countless times, but couldn't get it, she was completely at a loss.

She patted Xiao Lu's shoulder and smiled sweetly.

Xu Qiang said, "Draw me."

Xiao Lu raised her head and looked at her inexplicably.

Xu Qiang stood up, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I need you."

Before Xiao Lu could recover from her endless words, she saw Xu Qiang walking towards the stage.

She never looked back at Xiao Lu, she just straightened her back and walked forward.

Xu Qiang's back is resolute and decisive, which seems to contain countless courage, which makes Xiao Lu's heart shake. Her pencil fell on the manuscript paper, and she only had Xu Qiang in her eyes.

Following Xu Qiang's footsteps, the only spotlight hit her.

Xiao Lu stared blankly at her. She saw Xu Qiang jump onto the stage and took the microphone from the host of the band. Xu Qiang stroked her long hair, tied it into a ponytail, and smiled at the audience.

The audience cheered, Xu Qiang glanced casually and landed on Xiao Lu's face.

Xiao Lu looked at Xu Qiang and felt that her whole body was emitting light.Just like the first time she saw Xu Qiang, Xu Qiang was acting on the big screen with charming eyes, pulling Xiao Lu into the abyss of infatuation.

At this moment, Xu Qiang was standing on the stage. The small and dilapidated stage could not contain her beauty.

She opened her mouth and sang a song softly, a famous song from a long time ago.

The band followed her voice, and everything became Xu Qiang's background.

Xiao Lu looked straight at her, and occasionally looked down at the manuscript paper, but the pencil had already outlined Xu Qiang's figure.

Xu Qiang used a song to pull her into the place of hope called love.

Xiao Lu was familiar with Xu Qiang's broken singing voice, but she never knew that Xu Qiang's voice was so light when she sang this ancient song.

She outlined Xu Qiang's outline, drew Xu Qiang's eyebrows and eyes. In a short song, Xiao Lu looked at Xu Qiang on the stage. Her hand followed the rhythm of the pencil, as if someone was holding her hand. Once again, she drew a work that she hadn't seen for a long time.

At the end of the song, Xu Qiang bowed deeply to the audience.

"If someone needs a song, I'll give her a song," she said.

Accompanied by her voice, Xiao Lu drew the last line on the paper.

When Xu Qiang returned to her side from the stage, she felt that Xiao Lu's body was trembling slightly.

Xiao Lu immediately grabbed her hand and said, "Your painting."

She handed the sketch to Xu Qiang with a hoarse voice, as if all the strength in her body had been drained.

Xu Qiang took the painting, she just glanced at it, and knew that it was her too, Xiao Lu's was much more vivid than Wen Yan's.

Xu Qiang didn't know any techniques, but she felt that she had understood Xiao Lu's painting.

Xiao Lu didn't speak any more, but half of her body was already limp on her body.

Xu Qiang stretched out her arms to hug her, and said softly, "It's really beautiful."

Xiao Lu frowned, and answered quickly: "Not one tenth of yours."

Xu Qiang couldn't help laughing, put her arms around Xiao Lu's shoulders, and said, "You are too demanding of yourself."

Xiao Lu gave her a weary look and remained silent.

Xu Qiang said, "Let's go, let's go home."

Xiao Lu was warmed by these words for a moment, she held Xu Qiang's hand, and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

There was a well-disguised piety in this kiss, at least tonight, Xiao Lu believed that Xu Qiang was her muse.

There is a night wind blowing constantly on the street, rolling up the leaves that fell on the ground, spinning and drifting into the distance.The night was very quiet, and even the breathing of the people around me could be heard clearly.

No one spoke, only endless silence, mixed with darkness to engulf people.

It was not until returning to the apartment, under the warm yellow light, that Xiao Lu said:

"Actually, I never thought that I could still paint."

Xu Qiang supported her waist and asked, "Why?"

Xiao Lu lowered her head, feeling that Xu Qiang was already at ease by her side.

She said: "Since talent falls from the sky, it will naturally disappear at any time... I didn't think about keeping anything."

Xu Qiang never thought that Xiao Lu would have such an idea, and looked at her in astonishment for a while.She felt that her heart was being held in Xiao Lu's hands, and Xiao Lu's words could make her heart beat faster, make her quiver, and make her unable to extricate herself.

Xiao Lu spread out Xu Qiang's fingers, put them in her palm, and clasped them slowly, the movements were delicate and gentle, and the two fingers interlocked without a single gap.

She raised her eyes and stared at Xu Qiang.

A fire was burning in Xiao Lu's eyes, and he said casually: "I never had nothing that I couldn't lose...but it's different now."

Xu Qiang had a premonition of what she wanted to say, and she couldn't stop it. Xiao Lu's feelings were already rolling down the ridge like thick magma, and nothing could stop her from expressing her heart at this moment.

Xiao Lu said, "Now I feel that I can't lose you."

Her eyes were so bright that they could burn people's hearts.

Xu Qiang has always been bewitching, but tonight she was bewitched by Xiao Lu.

She replied softly, "You won't lose me."

The air is so sweet that one forgets all anxiety and fear.

Xiao Lu took a step forward and raised her face to look at Xu Qiang. She felt a heart beating fiercely in her chest, and she just wanted to give it to Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang's breathing was fast, she felt a little excited and a little nervous.

Something that she has never touched is slowly approaching her, with dizzy colorful colors, which make people live or die, and make people addicted to it.

Xiao Lu said, "You said, tell me not to leave you."

Xu Qiang embraced her with open arms, and buried her face between her necks. The sweet fragrance from Xiao Lu's body made her palms moist, and she just wanted to hug the person in front of her tightly.

Xiao Lu continued: "I don't want to lose you, you don't want to leave me, why..."

Why aren't we in a special relationship yet?

Xiao Lu just asked a question, she didn't wait for Xu Qiang's answer.She didn't want to wait, and she didn't dare to wait.

Xu Qiang followed her words and asked, "Why?"

Xiao Lu looked into her eyes, and Xu Qiang's eyes were filled with passionate love.She can't mistake this kind of look, she has seen it in the eyes of many people, those people look at her works, and then look at her, the eyes are passionate love.

That's it, that's right.A voice kept echoing in her heart.Xu Qiang may love me.

Xiao Lu asked, "Do you like me?"

The courage to break the boat was answered, and Xu Qiang answered without any hesitation.

She said, "I like it."

The tenderness in her eyes made Xiao Lu's heart tremble slightly.

Xiao Lu hugged her waist, slender and thin, just enough to be trapped in her arms.

Xiao Lu said: "I will never leave you, and you will never let me lose you, okay?"

Forever itself is an intoxicating word, not to mention that Xu Qiang is really distraught, she just wants to indulge in Xiao Lu's embrace and never be separated from her.

The little devil bared his fangs, luring Xu Qiang to answer:

"Okay."

Xiao Lu got the answer she wanted, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Xu Qiang's lips.

Her kiss was passionate and straightforward, as was Xu Qiang's response.

The clothes fell all the way with the footsteps, and the end point was between the soft mattresses.

The sweet fragrance and the cold fragrance meet, leaving only the charming and lingering in the room.