poppies in the attic

40.

"Finished?" Wu Pengzhi still held a crab leg in his hand, and looked up at Xiang Jin in astonishment.She can eat crabs so quickly that she can't keep up with Xiang Jin's succinct love story.

"It's over."

"Details, storytelling always needs details. Especially love stories, especially your love story, and the most special thing is your failed love story."

Xiang Jin frowned and smiled, "Hey, why do I feel that you are so excited all of a sudden? Does it make you so happy that I was rejected?"

"No, I don't. I just want to know the details." Wu Pengzhi cheerfully denied, throwing down the little legs in his hand.She suddenly felt that she still had a great possibility, a great opportunity.

Of course Wu Pengzhi knew that with Xiang Jin's personality, her refraining from detailing was not only her restrained language habit, but also a kind of consideration for others.Few people are really interested in hearing your relationship story.Not to mention Wu Pengzhi.Xiang Jin would not exaggerate the charm of another woman to Wu Pengzhi.

This is exactly what Wu Pengzhi especially likes Xiang Jin.Be serious and tasteful in doing things, but always keep a low profile and restraint. Xiang Jin maintained his fighting spirit and self-esteem when he was unsatisfactory 15 years ago.Achieved today, yet humble and understated.

Wu Pengzhi often feels very angry when he scolds middle-aged people from all walks of life on the Internet.Those really outstanding middle-aged people are actively or passively disappearing from these discourse atmospheres.

For a woman like Xiang Jin, she doesn't bother arguing with anyone about whether it's greasy or not, or whether it's vulgar or not.As Xiang Jin said to Wu Pengzhi 15 years ago, "How hard is life for you to pick up trash?"

It is the loss of this society that we cannot see or hear the life attitude and thoughts of such elegant middle-aged people.

The topic is far away, Wu Pengzhi just wants to know the details, not self-torture, but wants to know what kind of woman Xiang Jin likes and what kind of personality he likes.According to what I heard now, Wu Pengzhi has nothing to compare with Laura, they are two completely different people.However, with more detail, there can be more references.

"I won't talk anymore. It's your turn to talk." Xiang Jin clearly shifted his thinking, turning passive into active.

Hearing this, Wu Pengyi immediately grabbed the thin crab legs that had just been dropped, mainly so that he could lower his head calmly and hide his emotions.

Wu Pengzhi was both ashamed and relieved.Fortunately, she decisively ended her relationship with Chen Jie in her heart a few days ago (in fact, it was Wu Pengzhi's unilateral settlement), just for this moment, and this moment has arrived as scheduled.Ashamed, she obviously hurt Chen Jie, but she still couldn't help but feel relieved.

In life, everything is at the expense of one another, especially feelings.This is the only reason that can comfort Wu Pengzhi.

Fortunately, Xiang Jin never urged her to speak, and had plenty of patience.Moreover, Xiang Jin didn't need to look at his phone, and had nothing to say to pass the time. Xiang Jin could sit quietly all the time.And she doesn't look around curiously.More often, she would observe that one special thing, or just think about it.

Wu Pengzhi now understands why she hasn't really let go of her feelings for Xiang Jin for 15 years. She feels that being with Xiang Jin is the most comfortable.This kind of comfort is not because you can be presumptuous or indulgent, but just comfortable.

Just like the difference between being a model for Xiang Jin and Fang Ming, Fang Ming was very polite to Wu Pengzhi, but he just wasn't that comfortable.Whether it is the process of modeling or the final output, it is different.

Wu Pengzhi finished the rest of the meal quickly and paid the bill.Stand up, "Come on, do you want to visit my house?"

"Your home." Xiang Jin repeated, which was a hesitant expression.

"You asked me in the morning if I liked your paintings, but I didn't answer them properly. Now you come with me, and I'll tell you."

Xiang Jin smiled slightly, Wu Pengzhi was indeed very sensitive, his heart was like a mirror.

This is clearly a single woman's home.Xiang Jin walked into Wu Pengzhi's house and stood silently in the middle of the living room.Then I saw Wu Pengzhi walking in barefoot.

"Isn't it cold?" Xiang Jin asked.

"I learned it from you. I'm used to it now." Wu Pengzhi said proudly.

"You learned it from me? How can I have this habit?" Xiang Jin was very puzzled.

"The third time I went there as a model, you walked in barefoot, I thought it was cool." Wu Pengzhi had a very clear impression of that day.

Xiang Jin stood there in a daze thinking about it, but couldn't remember it.

"You came in from the outside, soaked all over, and I sat on the sofa, no, half lying on the sofa, so stupid. Then I saw you walking in barefoot. It was so cool. The more stupid I was , the more you look cool."

"That's not my habit, it's just because the shoes are full of water and they're soaked." Xiang Jin explained helplessly.She suddenly felt how many things she had delayed this girl?

"Sometimes the greatest charm is often not aware of it. Those charms that you can be aware of may become a deliberate one once you realize it." Wu Peng meant something.

Xiang Jin looked at Wu Pengzhi speechlessly.She is overwhelmed by straightforward compliments from others.Not out of humility, but introversion.

But for Wu Pengzhi, she was even more so.Once again, Xiang Jin strongly felt that he had ruined the child without knowing it.

Wu Pengzhi led Xiang Jin to sit on the sofa, "Come on, let's see what it feels like to see my eyes every day."

Xiang Jin sat on the sofa, facing his painting.The walls are big, but the paintings aren't big enough.It's like looking at your own paintings in a museum.

The spotlights on the roof illuminate the picture, and the gloomy sky is as realistic as the scene.And the hand of God and the poppy show different effects under the lights. The hand of God is particularly eye-catching and clear, showing sacred and awe-inspiring power.The petals of poppies are almost transparent under the light.

"Ajin, are you using the poppy as a metaphor for me? In your heart, I am the poppy? In fact, the first time I knew you painted the poppy series, I thought it was you. You are the poppy Same woman."

Xiang Jin frowned and smiled, which was her habitual gesture, expressing some kind of puzzlement and happiness, "Really? I have always used the word charming, and this is the biggest characteristic of Poppy."

"But, you lied to me. You told me that day that you would call me a little fan, but in fact, you didn't call me a day!" Wu Pengzhi finally started to complain.