poppies in the attic

56.

Instant noodles served with red wine, and the two of them ate it with disgust.

Although the collision of thoughts is very advanced and profound, it is the most worldly enjoyment that can immediately bring pleasure.Even Xiang Jin had to admit the comfort after satisfying his appetite.

Wu Pengzhi was still not satisfied, she regretted the wasted good time of the night.She thinks music is needed, so she plays old jazz songs.

"Do you like it?" Wu Pengzhi asked Xiang Jin after the broadcast had already started.

"I don't know jazz. Anyway, she only reminds me of smoky bars, those voluptuous women, and men who look around lewdly and laugh wildly."

Wu Pengzhi laughed out loud, and Xiang Jin's description of the music was very graphic.

Xiang Jin casually picked up her sketchbook, and turned to the sketch of the woman wearing sunglasses and smoking in the bar, "It still feels like this."

"I've been thinking, why is she wearing sunglasses in the bar?" Xiang Jin asked.

"There are many possibilities. One is for sure, she doesn't want people to see her eyes." Wu Pengzhi replied.

"Did you just get defeated in the boxing ring?" Xiang Jin teased.

"It's very possible. Either to hide your dark circles, or to hide the boredom in your eyes. We don't have much time to dare to look people in the eyes, and we don't want to be looked directly at by others."

"Well. You are often like this now." Xiang Jin turned a few pages, and there was a sketch of a couple sitting face to face in a cafe, but each playing with their mobile phones.

"Huh, are you still painting?" Wu Pengzhi was very happy, it turned out that Xiang Jin was still painting, that is to say, she was not planning to leave immediately.

"Haha, this one..." Wu Pengzhi suddenly laughed so that his pitch raised half a degree.

This is a beautiful woman napping at the table, with a charming posture.A floating cloud rose from the bun on her head, and there was her dream, a pair of entangled bodies. . . .

"Ajin, you really have a lot of drama in your heart. Haha..." Wu Pengzhi laughed again and again.

Xiang Jin embarrassingly picked up another sketchbook and handed it to Wu Pengzhi to prevent her from pestering the painting endlessly.

It was full of Wu Pengzhi's sketches and sketches of the two of them.There are even extremely private pictures.

Wu Pengzhi was sleeping soundly lying on his side, his expression relaxed.Xiang Jin lay on her back, looking sideways at the sleeping Wu Pengzhi.The picture is very simple, most of them are covered with quilts, and both of them only show a little bit of their bodies.The lines are minimal, there are almost no redundant lines, and there is no expression of light and shade.But there is a strong sense of intimacy.

"A Jin, you are so talented in drawing people." Wu Pengzhi grasped the sketchbook tightly, determined that he would not let go and return it to Xiang Jin.

Then, Wu Pengzhi turned to a page, which was the sketch of Wu Pengzhi peeling a crab with his hands.Xiang Jin has already redrawn it, and wrote a small line of words on the side: This world is bad, but she also has beauty.Then enjoy her beauty.

"Ajin, this is it. This is what I want. For example, your description of jazz just now. That's what I want. Wen Shaohui doesn't want to ask about these sketches of yours. We can cooperate on this, right? I What I’m talking about is not a commercial cooperation, but a content cooperation. We will publish a book of your sketch together, which is actually your diary, your most authentic diary.” Wu Pengzhi still couldn’t help mentioning Wen Shaohui.Ever since the quarrel, she had made up her mind not to mention this name in the future, and she had just made up her mind on the bed that she would keep an eye on this man and not let him cheat Ah Jin.After sleeping, I will close my eyes and open my eyes.

"I won't publish this book." Xiang Jin pointed to the sketchbook in Wu Pengzhi's hand.

"Of course, but you can change to someone else's avatar."

"Should it be you and Chen Jie?" Xiang Jin suddenly asked seriously.

"Ah bah, replace both of them." Wu Pengzhi unconsciously raised a hand to protect his cheek.

Xiang Jin laughed happily for a while, and Chen Jie became Wu Pengzhi's biggest weakness.

In the days that followed, they became extremely busy.

Wu Pengzhi was a little negative because the cooperation with the head office was not very pleasant.She no longer goes to clients in person, and most of the specific affairs are handed over to the vice president and other managers.

Wu Pengzhi knew that the company he built was no longer his own, and the company could not operate according to his wishes.She was a little disheartened and dispirited.Moreover, she has more important things to do now.

Wu Pengzhi became interested in the art of painting, and she began to read art history, introductions to famous paintings, read all kinds of anecdotes, and memorize symbols and metaphors in various paintings.

Finally, she felt it was time to get out of the books and face these famous paintings.

"Ajin, let's go to Greece, Italy and Spain. I'm going to see the museum."

"Aren't you going to France?" Xiang Jin was very happy with Wu Pengzhi's proposal.

"Ah yes, and France, the Louvre."

"Aren't you going to Orsay?" Xiang Jin asked.

"Oh yes, there's also Olympiad." Wu Pengzhi squeezed out the knowledge that was temporarily stuffed into his brain, like toothpaste.