lion in august

The Vessel is a new landmark in New York in the past one or two years. It is eight floors high and gradually goes up. Each floor is wider than the original one. It is an irregular polygon and the main color is copper. It looks like a building from a distance. A big nut stood there.

When the weather is good, climb up to the eighth floor, you can have a panoramic view of the sea next to the High Line Park, and you can also see the clouds that seem to be within reach.

This time, Si Nanxing really wanted to check in on the big nut, and dragged Yan Banxia around, just to find an excellent angle to take pictures.

It's not the first time for Yan Banxia to come to Big Nuts. She has been here with her friends, and she also came with the university professor's extracurricular activities. She knows best where to stand to take pictures.

The tourists gathered at the convex lens in the center below to take pictures. Yan Banxia led Si Nanxing to the third floor in one breath, pushed her to stand in the middle of the aisle, and asked her to pose in a comfortable position.

"But everyone gathered downstairs to take pictures..."

"You don't believe me?" Yan Banxia raised her eyebrows, and she stood up again after squatting down to look for an angle. "Then go downstairs and wait in line for the convex lens."

During the interview, Si Nanxing and his partner had seen that Yan Banxia took ten photos with excellent composition in just 5 minutes. Yan Banxia's photography skills are very good, she doesn't need to question, just believe and follow. .

Si Nanxing leaned his elbows on the fence leisurely, his back straight, and his long legs stretched freely.

"It's too pretentious, change your posture."

Si Nanxing, who intends to be handsome but has no intention of pretending to be coercive, stands obediently and casually, putting his hands into his pockets as if afraid of the cold, just in time for the wind to blow, his long hair moves with the wind, and her hair is faintly visible between the flying hair. The pair of eyes staring at Yan Banxia seemed to say arrogantly, the Yan Banxia she was staring at belonged to her, and no one else was allowed to say anything about Banxia. It is endless tenderness and tenderness.

Standing in the center of the big nut with symmetry on the central axis, Si Nanxing, who was frozen in the photo, smiled flamboyantly, and the light in his eyes belonged to Yan Banxia.

There is a shopping mall selling luxury goods next to the Big Nut. Yan Banxia asked herself that she didn’t have the financial ability to spend, but she was very interested in the colorful glass houses in the shopping mall. This is also an art exhibition, which appears in New York from time to time. Various landmarks in the city, the last stop of the tour is the park under the bridge of the Brooklyn Bridge.

Yan Banxia ran into the glass room enthusiastically, and the colorful glass refracted the dreamy light that printed on her cheeks and body interlacedly. She waved to the stupefied Si Nanxing and reminded her to take pictures quickly.

It's just that Si Nanxing's photography skills are really not good.

Yan Banxia looked at the photos Si Nanxing took of her with a dark face, and Si Nanxing felt very good about herself.

She didn't understand where Si Nanxing's self-confidence came from, but she asked herself that her parents' good looks were inherited well, this idiot who was opening his mouth to talk so his two rabbit teeth were exposed, and his facial features were ferocious, and he even waved his hands and made afterimages. Is it really her?Isn't it the other her who just crossed over from other parallel worlds?

Yan Banxia forced a smile, and said, "Sinanxing, you should focus on doing flat design, photography doesn't seem to suit you."

Yan Banxia thought that when she traveled to Korea alone, she wore a Hanbok, but she was alone, and she only had a Polaroid on her back that day, and both the SLR and the tripod stayed at the hotel.Still not in the slightest panic, she found a low wall of a palace, stood her Polaroid firmly on it, adjusted the timer to shoot, and then kept circling in the open space in front of her, taking a very satisfying and beautiful shot at once. photo.

Yan Banxia didn't tell Si Nanxing about her brilliant photography, she was afraid that Si Nanxing would feel inferior.

"I took a good picture of you."

"...I'm still afraid that you have low self-esteem. Where did you get your self-confidence?"

There is nothing to see in the High Line Park in winter, almost everywhere is bare, because most of the plants are in full bloom in summer, now only clusters of cinnabar roots are still standing in the cold wind, the cinnabar roots The fruit is bright red, especially like red beans.

"It's red beans, lovesickness beans!"

Yan Banxia didn't bother to correct Si Nanxing's statement, and dragged her away quickly in embarrassment. "You don't have to be so loud, everyone else is watching."

"Red beans send lovesickness, and I want to pick one for you."

"...That stuff is called cinnabar root. If you have a sore throat, I can pick some boiled water for you to drink." Yan Banxia rubbed her forehead speechlessly. "According to your logic, the one with long hair is the mother, and the one with the beard is the father, right?"

In the past, Yan Banxia was very ignorant, with a naive and romantic appearance, he didn’t know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He pestered Si Nanxing every day to ask questions, and when Si Nanxing finished his science popularization, he would say with staring eyes of admiration, "Nan Xing So smart, he knows everything."

It's a bit strange now, it's the other way around, Si Nanxing is ignorantly pestering Yan Banxia to ask her to popularize science.

She was sure that Si Nanxing was playing dumb. There was a sign saying "Ardisiacrenata Sims", which didn't look like Hongdou's English.But she couldn't figure out why Si Nanxing was pretending to be stupid. Was it because he deliberately switched roles with the former to satisfy her desire to express herself in order to compensate her?

Or did Si Nanxing actually like and miss the former Yan Banxia?

What about "the most important thing is to grasp the present and look forward to the future"?

Without saying a word, Yan Banxia walked back holding Si Nanxing's wrist, let go of her hand when he reached the stairs, and walked in front by himself, leading her down from the High Line Park, and then the two of them walked one behind the other. Wordlessly walked to Exhibition Street below the High Line Park.

Yan Banxia's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before the rain in a typhoon, no matter how stupid Si Nanxing was, he could tell that she was unhappy.

"Xia Xia, did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

Yan Banxia came to the door of a light and shadow exhibition studio, didn't seem to hear Si Nanxing calling her, pushed the door with his elbow, and went straight in.

"Xia Xia..."

"Stop yelling when you come to the exhibition, and be quiet." Yan Banxia still had no expression, spoke lightly, and glanced back at Si Nanxing lightly.

In the whole studio, only the reception area at the entrance has a faint light, and the lights are not turned on inside. A projector repeatedly plays a documentary about the universe, with a rustling English narration with a sense of age, and a blurry picture is illuminated on a white wall.

The back of the projector is the only light and shadow exhibition in the whole studio. Inspired by the sun, the light installation about two meters high is in the shape of a convex lens. One side is smooth black, and the other side emits a somewhat dazzling orange light. The surrounding area is surrounded by high-wattage light bulbs, and the surrounding area is reflected in a dull pumpkin yellow color, and it looks like a large cup of coffee has been accidentally spilled. The whole is biased towards the dark color of old film brown tone.

Yan Banxia walked to the front of the lighting installation, and shadows of different shades shone on the wall. She put her left arm on her right arm, arched her back slightly, and raised her eyes to look at Si Nanxing coldly.

The light inside was actually very dim, but Si Nanxing could clearly feel Yan Banxia's alienation from her in all aspects with his eyes and heart.

Si Nanxing was very puzzled, what happened, they were getting along well these days, why did Yan Banxia's sense of alienation of "I sent you away thousands of miles away" returned.

"Take a picture." Yan Banxia tilted his head, staring at Si Nanxing expressionlessly. "You have big nuts that you want to check in, and I also have exhibitions that you want to check in."

After that, they went to several studios to see the exhibitions. Si Nanxing looked at the photos on the phone suspiciously - they were all Yan Banxia's indifferent faces. She still couldn't figure out what she did wrong.

The infinity mirror room is filled with small balls of light that change colors at any time. Si Nanxing happily recorded the video. Yan Banxia just glanced at it. Before the staff came to remind her, she walked to the side to see Yayoi Kusama's paintings.

The wood-themed exhibition is full of crafts made of wood. There are piles of pure black wood that look like a manifesto hanging on the wall, and the branches extending from pure white wood are the finishing touch of the manifesto. The pen is also made of uneven wood to form a human face.The most eye-catching thing is the exhibition in the middle, which uses different colors and shapes of wood to build handicrafts as high as a whole wall. It is a picture of the moment of simulating the explosion, and the wood debris is flying around.

Everyone else posed as if they were being bounced away by the airflow, but Yan Banxia stood in front of him coldly, with his hands in his pockets, taking pictures.

There is also an exhibition that is similar to the light and shadow exhibition they saw at the beginning. The lights in the studio are not turned on, only a row of incandescent lamps with cool blue hues are pasted on the floor, which is reflected on the wall like the sky at dawn. The horizon, standing there to take pictures, people are all against the light, there is only a black silhouette, which is particularly artistic.

Si Nanxing wanted Yan Banxia to put on some interesting poses. Anyway, there were no one around when they were filming, so they could shoot as much as they wanted, but Yan Banxia was still as cold-faced as ever, and deliberately shouted when he walked past Si Nanxing. snorted coldly.

In the exhibition where famous paintings collided with modern funny elements, Yan Banxia lowered his head and pretended to be cool; in the weird but childlike exhibition, where there was a slide indoors, Yan Banxia sat cross-legged at the end of the slide indifferently, with no waves in his eyes Looking at the camera carefully; food-shaped handicrafts are pasted on the wall, creating an exhibition with a sense of space inversion, Yan Banxia does her own way, leaning against the wall without caring or caring.

As night fell quietly, Si Nanxing carried Yan Banxia, ​​who was still silent, back to the parking lot of the apartment complex, parked the car, took her hand, and prepared to walk with her to the subway station not far outside the complex.

Yan Banxia shook off Si Nanxing's hand abruptly.

"Xia Xia!" Si Nanxing's patience was gradually exhausted, and she also turned her voice cold, and asked, "What did I do wrong?"

Look, when you ask yourself what you did wrong, the tone is still so natural.

Yan Banxia glared at Si Nanxing, and dissatisfiedly accused her of being a Leo.

It is due to the study of astrology, and also due to her low self-esteem. Yan Banxia has never felt safe since she was a child. She feels that she is not good in anything, and there are shortcomings all over her body. She does not feel that she deserves to be treated so kindly and gently by Si Nanxing. .

Indeed, Si Nanxing came all the way to say that she was going to chase her again, which made her very happy, but at the same time, she also wondered whether Si Nanxing, who only cared about reminiscing with her, liked her in the past or her in the present ?She didn't dare and didn't want to ask Si Nanxing, because she was afraid that she would think too much, and she was afraid that she would be too sentimental.

Yan Banxia's stupid way of lowering his head brought Si Nanxing's memory back to the final exam of the first semester of the second year of high school.

Si Nanxing brutely tightened Yan Banxia's wrist, and no matter how hard she struggled, she would pull her to stand under the streetlight. Realizing that his tone just now was too harsh, he coaxed her softly now, holding her hand in both hands. Rubbing and rubbing her face, as expected, her eyes were red.

"Did my Xia Xia be so angry just now?" Si Nanxing imitated Yan Banxia's angry look, with a cold face, pouted lips, and shrugged his nose pitifully at her.

"You're not angry, you're acting like a spoiled child." Yan Banxia muttered, "How could I have been like this just now..."

"Then Xia Xia, tell me what made you unhappy, okay?"

Yan Banxia pushed away Si Nanxing's hand holding her face, and held it in his palm instead, raised his head piously and seriously and asked, "Why do you like me?"