The Romance of a Young Painter

Tenth Middle School has very strict access control. Zhou Nianjiu, who returned to school very late and did not have a student ID card, was turned away by the security guards.

Shen Guangji led the man back into the car and said, "You said earlier that your things are in Meng Xing's, right? I'll take you there to find him."

Zhou Nianjiu said embarrassingly: "It's so late, and Teacher Shen is still running around for my business."

Shen Guangji said: "Don't be so polite, in the end it was all Meng Xing's fault, and I happened to have something to ask him." He hung up the phone for Meng Xing and asked for the address of the apartment. Zhou Nianjiu listened to him repeating, Know that this place is not far from the school.

They arrived there soon. When Shen Guangji was at the school gate, he saw Zhou Nianjiu walking with a limp, so he asked with concern: "How are your feet, do you want to go up? If you don't want to go, just wait for me in the car. I'll wait for you later." Get your stuff down."

Although Zhou Nianjiu felt a little guilty towards Meng Xing, it was the first time in his life that he had suffered so much, and he didn't want to see Meng Xing right now, so he said, "I still won't go, please excuse me."

Shen Guangji nodded knowingly, and said, "I'll be back in a while."

Zhou Nianjiu felt a little bored after sitting for a while, so he adjusted the seat back and half lay down, still wearing the coat on his body, and the faint warm fragrance made people feel at ease. Feeling confused.

Shen Guangji went to Meng Xing's apartment on the top floor of the building. He first gave Meng Meng and his gift to Meng Xing, and then took out the things that Shen Guangqing entrusted him to deliver, and said, "This is a gift specially prepared by my sister for you." ,Happy birthday to you."

Meng Xing only took out the share that Meng Meng gave him alone, and the other two didn't even look at it, so he put it in the corner next to him and said, "Thank you for me, and please tell her, it wasn't in the first place." There is no need to think about any day worth celebrating every year, it’s tiring."

Shen Guangji could hear the irony in the words. In his memory, Meng Xing had always been a prickly child. Considering what happened to him when he was young, Shen Guangji didn't want to argue with him, so he said: "You tell her yourself."

Meng Xing said: "It's not necessary, I have nothing to talk to her about."

Shen Guangji knew Meng Xing's knot in his heart, and tried to persuade him: "Meng Xing, your mother was forced to do so. Back then, the Meng family called out to keep the boy. At that time, Meng Meng was young and couldn't do without his mother. You are mother and son. It's really not worth it to be like a stranger." He knew that Shen Guangqing was not honest about Meng Xing's matter. Back then, in order to divorce Meng Shen, who had turned against her, she directly gave up Meng Xing's custody rights, leaving the Meng Xing, whose mental state was not stable, stayed in Meng's house alone, taking away only five-year-old Meng Meng.Afterwards, Shen Guangqing always felt sorry for her son. She knew that her ex-husband Meng was deeply affectionate, and she kept seeds everywhere. In order to give her son more chips, she had been gritted her teeth and strengthened the Shen family over the years. Come to support Meng Xing.

Meng Xing didn't appreciate Shen Guangji's kindness: "I didn't even know that Great Painter Shen still had the potential to be a lobbyist."

Shen Guangji said: "Things have passed for more than ten years. Could it be that the stalemate has continued like this? If you have anything to say, you can have an open and honest talk."

Meng Xing sneered and said, "Painter Shen, this is your wishful thinking. I don't think Mr. Shen has such intentions. Otherwise, after so many years, why hasn't she talked to me once?"

Shen Guangji knows that her sister has a strong personality, and she can make up for it in other ways, but it is more difficult for her to bow her head and admit her mistakes to others, let alone to her son, and Meng Xing is in the same line as Shen Guangqing on this point, and he is also a stubborn person. Temperament, so after so many years, the biological mother and son have been strangers. If Meng Meng hadn't been acting as a lubricant in the middle, I'm afraid they wouldn't even meet each other.

"She has always cared about you these years, but she is not a person who is good at expressing." Shen Guangji knew that Meng Xing would probably not appreciate it, but he still had to say what had to be said.

Sure enough, Meng Xing just looked at him coldly, obviously not interested in this topic.

Seeing him like this, Shen Guangji knew that it was useless to say any more, and he stopped wasting words, and turned to talk about Zhou Nianjiu: "Today you went back to Meng's house with your classmates, right? Why did you leave him on the road alone? , there is no shop in front of the village, what if something happens?"

"Isn't there the great artist Shen here? Besides, I believe there may be more than one person willing to give him a ride on the road." Meng Xing knew that Zheng Jing would go to Donghao every week at this time, and he also knew that Shen Guangji would definitely come to Meng's house today. , he improvised to drive Zhou Nianjiu out of the car because he wanted to watch a show, to see who could be the savior.Now it seems that Zhou Nianjiu was lucky, he met a gentleman and not a beast in clothes.

Shen Guangji recalled the situation when he met Zhou Nianjiu. He knew the person who talked to Zhou Nianjiu. He was the brother-in-law who was the head of the An family back then, and also a friend of Fang Huaimin, the little cousin of the Fang family.After An Hai's accident, the two cousins ​​of the Fang family had a big fight because of this Zheng Jing. He had a bad impression of this person, so he ignored him completely regardless of his demeanor, and took Zhou Nianjiu away without hesitation.

Shen Guangji said: "What if he meets some bad guys? Meng Xing, you went too far today."

"I've always been like this, didn't Master Shen know about it long ago?" Meng Xing changed the subject, and said with deep meaning, "It seems that my classmate is quite special, and he can bother Master Shen to accuse me of being a teacher? "

Shen Guangji heard that there was something in his words, but he didn't want to be serious with a junior, so he said calmly: "It's not enough to ask the teacher for the crime, but I hope you will think about the consequences before doing things. I heard that he left something on your car , give me the things, and I'll take them to him later."

"I threw it in the trash bin downstairs a long time ago. If the cleaning didn't take it away, I should still find it." Meng Xing stretched his waist, and issued an order to evict the guest very rudely, "I'm sorry, it's time for me to rest, Master Shen, okay Go or not."

Shen Guangji sighed secretly, turned around and left without saying anything, he was sensitively aware that Meng Xing's attitude during this meeting was different from the simple indifference in the past, but harbored some kind of hostility, Shen Guangji slightly After thinking about it, he guessed the source of this hostility. He knew that this source could not be solved in a short period of time, and now the most urgent task is to find the things that Meng Xing threw away.Shen Guangji asked the person on the night shift in the management room downstairs to help find Zhou Nianjiu's things. After digging through several places, he finally found it. He was very careless when throwing things away. Clothes and shoes were not taken at first sight. Documents and other reasons Fortunately, it was not stained in the bag, and he noticed that there was also a sketchbook inside, which should be commonly used depending on the degree of wear and tear.He tidied up everything he could clean up before taking it back to the car.

When Shen Guangji came back, Zhou Nianjiu was already fast asleep in the co-pilot. He glanced at the dirty socks on Zhou Nianjiu's feet, and simply went to a nearby convenience store to buy some things, and then drove the car straight to the reserved hotel. People wake up.

Zhou Nianjiu dimly opened his eyes, yawned, and said in a daze, "Mr. Shen, you are back."

"Yeah." Shen Guangji thought he was quite cute like this.

"Hey, where is this?" Zhou Nianjiu paused for a while, and finally woke up.

"The hotel's underground parking lot, I just saw you fell asleep and didn't call you." Shen Guangji handed the recovered things to Zhou Nianjiu, and said, "Sorry, I only took these back."

Seeing that the important documents and sketchbook were still there, Zhou Nianjiu quickly thanked her.

Shen Guangji glanced at his watch, and said: "It's already very late, and it's not convenient for you to go back to school now, why don't you just stay here for the night, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

Zhou Nianjiu was taken aback when he saw the time, thinking that going back now would definitely disturb his classmates in the same dormitory, so he agreed.

Shen Guangji took his luggage and took Zhou Nianjiu to the front desk to register.

"I'm very sorry, except for the room reserved for Mr. Shen, all others are fully booked." The waiter on duty said apologetically, and then added, "However, you booked a double bed room, so there is no problem for two people of."

Shen Guangji glanced at Zhou Nianjiu questioningly, asking for his opinion, Zhou Nianjiu nodded to express that he didn't mind, and the two checked in and went to the room.

"Seeing that you are quite tired, let's take a shower and sleep first." Shen Guangji handed a bag of things to Zhou Nianjiu, "You can make use of these things first, and the clothes you changed will be cleaned by the hotel staff quickly, and you can wear them tomorrow morning." .”

Zhou Nianjiu opened it and saw that there were clean underwear, socks, and a small medical bag inside. These were all he needed, and when he was about to thank him, Shen Guangji said: "Don't thank me, thank you, hurry up After packing up, go to bed early, you have to go to class tomorrow."

Zhou Nianjiu let out an "ah", and hurried into the bathroom with his bathrobe. He turned on the shower head, and the warm water relieved the fatigue of the day, but it also made people feel more sleepy. bed.By the time Shen Guangji finished tidying up, Zhou Nianjiu was already sound asleep. He was lying defenseless, with a small half of his chest still exposed outside the bathrobe. Because of his blood, he looked taller than his peers, but his sleeping appearance Very childish.

Shen Guangji looked at it funny for a while, then pulled up the quilt for him, and then turned up the air conditioner twice.

He usually sleeps very late, but now he is not sleepy. He just poured a glass of water and sat by the window with the sketchbook he had seen before. Most of it was filled with characters, and there were a few buildings, still lifes and landscapes here and there. The painter has a good foundation, and Shen Guangji reads it carefully, just like the most conscientious editor in the golden age of publishing is reviewing the debut/first work of a writer with great potential. When he turned to Meng Xing's picture, he looked at it for a long time.

The lights outside the window are bright, S City is a city that never sleeps, the intertwined viaducts are like the main arteries of the city, and the metal boxes passing through are like active cells in the blood vessels.Shen Guangji thought to himself, although it is such a materialistic city, it can produce people like Zhou Nianjiu, who are clean, simple, and direct, like carefully maintained flowers and trees, but rarely without a little bit of arrogance, and his paintings are also like his People are as clean as a mirror that can remove the chaff and save the chaff, reflecting the purest and true side of things.

I really hope that he can bloom beautiful flowers. Shen Guangji’s eyes fell on Zhou Nianjiu’s tightly closed eyes. It could be like the irises in Van Gogh’s works, or the starry night. No, it’s better to be more beautiful than that, pure, transparent, Without a trace of dust, it is as clear as the snow on the high mountains under the blue sky. As the temperature rises, the hunting wind blows up the snowflakes all over the sky, and the snowflakes flutter from top to bottom like a magnificent curtain. The scorching sun flies by and the curtain is pulled Open, the light falls from the sky, life trembles, but the crystal snowflakes still bloom indifferently, regardless of whether it is the hunting wind or the scorching sun that succumbs to.

Snow in Kilimanjaro.

These words suddenly appeared in Shen Guangji's mind.