be late

·

All sounds are silent.

she woke up?

Nan Xue's fingertips hung in the air and froze.In an instant, his cheeks seemed to be burning, with obvious heat.After a while, only a creaking sound was heard, and Shu Yubai turned over lightly, breathing evenly, but he was sound asleep.

"..."

Nan Xue hesitated for a moment, and put her slender fingers on her lips.

The heat remains unabated.

Warm, hot, with the moist rhythm of breathing.

Snowy nights are always extraordinarily quiet. She stood for a while on the old wooden floor with slightly raised edges, feeling icy cold on her fingertips.

Heartbeat has gradually calmed down.

She glanced at the sleeping woman again, raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around, and strode away.

·

The next day, the weekend, should have been the same as before, the two went out shopping and walking together, but Nan Xue couldn't wait for Shu Yubai.

Xiao Yi asked Shu Yubai to go to the art museum.

"Morandi's exhibition. It opens at ten o'clock in the morning."

With slender fingers holding the steering wheel, she glanced at the rearview mirror. Shu Yubai, with long hair loose, was sitting in the back row.

He was lowering his head, frowning slightly with his slender eyebrows, and his expression was so serious.

It seems to be returning very important information.

"En." Shu Yubai sat in the back seat, answered, and looked down at the phone, the message from Nan Xue was hung in the chat box.

-"Where have you been?"

- "When will you go home?"

Her slender fingers trembled, and she was about to reply.

Typed a string of text, then deleted it.

Xiao Yi glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and smiled: "Listen to me, don't reply to her messages."

"Huh?" Shu Yubai raised his eyes, and the rearview mirror reflected a pair of beautiful and soft eyes with doubts.

"You have no experience."

Xiao Yi smiled softly: "She is like this, you have to chill her for a while."

Shu Yubai lowered his head, a little confused.

It's close, but about 10 minutes' drive away.

The white building, with the pine trees and the sky behind it, is simple and clean, and the design is very interesting.

"arrive."

Xiao Yi stepped on the brakes and stopped steadily.

As soon as the car door was opened, a gust of cold air swept in, entraining fine snow.

"It's below zero today."

Xiao Yi pulled the scarf for Shu Yubai, and watched her close the car door.

There are few pedestrians on the road.

Only the entrance of the art gallery is crowded.

Standing in the distance, Shu Yubai glanced around this strange building under the skylight.The white spire has a low window on the north side, and the smoked glass reveals a dim light.To the south is a row of green pines, branches covered with snow, connected to the blue sky.

The pure white gravel road is paved on the lawn, zigzagging forward.

"Ying Ran's private art gallery."

"..."

Ying Ran is Nan Xue's unfamiliar uncle.

As a lover of calligraphy and painting, he has a rich collection of paintings, both in the West and in the East. This time the exhibition hall is mainly composed of Morandi's works.

Xiao Yi stood at the door, frowned, looked at the long queue, and smiled helplessly: "It's still too late."

Most of the people queuing up are engaged in literary and artistic work, students or teachers.There are world famous paintings, one is worth half of the city.On such occasions, you can go to watch it.

Xiao Yi took her and joined the queue of people.

Feeling a slight impact on his shoulder, Shu Yubai turned his head and caught a glimpse of a man.

Following the man's gaze, she saw a familiar figure, and her heart skipped a beat.

A white Porsche was parked on the side of the road, the door was opened, and a woman got out of the car with a bag on her shoulders.

In winter, the man was the same as before, with a short black plaid skirt, long legs, a smile on his red lips, but his eyes were as calm as a lake.

Xiao Yi looked over and said, "You Fu?"

It was clearly the former senior sister of the same school, but the other party seemed to be in a different world from them.

In the past, besides Shu Yubai, the teacher's favorite compliment was You Fu.

You Fu took a different path from her. Shu Yubai followed the elegant and light classical style, while You Fu preferred the post-impressionism that emphasizes color contrast, with strong colors and clear contrast.

"Among the students I lead, there are two of you, and I have no regrets in teaching in this life."

——The instructor once felt so emotional.

Now Shu Yubai has almost withdrawn from the stage, only You Fu is left.

It is still beautiful.

You Fu stepped on stiletto heels, did not line up, just took off his sunglasses beside the long line, exchanged a glance with the security guard, and was let in.

She doesn't have to queue?

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

You Fu is very proud.

When Shu Yubai passed by, he just gave him a superficial look at each other.

like strangers.

There was a light touch on the shoulder, Shu Yubai withdrew from the long memory, and met a pair of gentle eyes.

Xiao Yi looked at her and said: "She is still the same, Senior Sister, she has always been like this."

His tone was reassuring her.

Shu Yubai smiled lightly and sighed: "It's okay."

Over the years, she has long been used to it.

There is a small picture in the exhibition hall, hanging on a high white wall.

Shu Yubai looked at his paintings, the saturation was low, the lightness was similar, so light and quiet, like entering a kind of soothing and peaceful piano music, everything was so hazy, and the real world was shrouded in a layer of fog.

It was a complete stillness.

Real and unreal, like a lingering dream.

Xiao Yi looked at the paintings hanging on the wall, and said, "It's really interesting."

Shu Yubai came back to his senses, didn't say much, just said: "Let's go."

"Finish?" Xiao Yi asked her, with a strand of curly hair wrapped around her fingertips, jokingly: "Do you want to try again next month?"

"try what?"

Shu Yubai had doubts in his eyes.

"There will be an exhibition next month. The National Academy of Painting."

Shu Yu's white eyelids drooped slightly, his slender eyelashes curled up one by one, and there was an indescribable aura under the lights of the exhibition hall.She is thinking.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally said, "Let's see it again."

There was a problem with her hand. When she was painting, she felt a sudden tingling pain when she exerted force on her joints. This was a trivial matter; the most important thing was that she was timid.

She is afraid.

I am afraid that my paintings will not come to the stage and cannot be exhibited, then everything in the past is like a self-deceiving dream, very fragile, as long as a slight negation, it will be shattered in an instant.

"Why don't you go?" Xiao Yi said softly: "I just feel it's a pity, your paintings are obviously so good."

Shu Yubai didn't answer, just looked at her.

I said in my heart, that was before, not now.

After a while, the phone dinged, and Xiao Yi sent her the location.

"This is my studio in Beijing, if you are free, come and play."

She had a smile in her eyes, and her coffee-colored pupils were very gentle.

·

When I got home, it was already dark outside the window.

The light was on at home, and the fog on the glass windows was illuminated by the light, like it was studded with fine diamonds.

Shu Yubai held the key and opened the door, lowered his head, pinned his hair behind his ears, changed his shoes, went upstairs and said, "Nan Xue?"

No one responded.

The little dog greeted him cheerfully, wagging its tail fawningly.

Nan Xue was sitting on the sofa on the second floor, as if waiting for someone, her long legs crossed after changing her pajama pants, her small face in her black hair was extremely cold.She lowered her head, with a magazine on her lap, she just flipped through the pages without talking to Shu Yubai.

Shu Yubai didn't understand, she went in, she glanced at Nan Xue, but the other party still ignored her.

So I had to go back to the room alone.

When passing by Nanxue, the other party suddenly said:

"Where have you been?"

Shu Yubai turned to look at her: "I'm watching the exhibition."

"With whom?"

Nan Xue continued to ask.

But he never raised his gaze, he was always looking at that unknown issue of the travel magazine, pinching the footer of the page with his slender fingers, flipping through it again and again.

When did she fall in love with traveling?

Shu Yubai sighed, and while pulling up his long hair, revealing his slender neck, he poured a cup of hot water.

She put on a V-neck knitted sweater, with a straight collarbone, down, the skin on her chest was a little congested in the warm room, white and powdery, translucent white, her chest was soft, shaking slightly as she walked.

"I went with Xiao Yi." Shu Yubai carried water, walked tentatively, and sat down beside her.

She handed the water glass to Nan Xue, who glanced at her without opening her eyes.

"Need not."

Very nonchalant.

Well.

Shu Yubai then put down the water glass and looked at her with his head propped up.

Didn't reply for a day, angry?

She wants to go back.It was because I promised Xiao Yi to listen to her and not to return.The authorities were obsessed, Xiao Yi said that she had experience and gave her some advice, and also said that she wanted to give Nanxue a cold shoulder.

She was a little bit reluctant.

The light and faint fragrance spread from the girl's hair.

The room was warm enough, Nan Xue only wore a white singlet, her ankles were exposed, and her white and clean feet were hidden in plush slippers.It seemed that he had just taken a shower, and the tips of his hair were a little wet, dripping water all over the ground, leaving a water mark on his translucent collarbone.

The longing in Shu Yubai's heart grew like a vine.

She put down the water glass and only hugged Nan Xue lightly.

Nan Xue closed the magazine and finally raised her eyes.

"Just to see the exhibition?"

Shu Yubai was embarrassed for a moment, and said: "Not only."

more than?

There seemed to be some kind of emotion flowing in Nan Xue's eyes, she couldn't see it clearly, she looked at Shu Yubai, after a while, she became quiet, and lowered her head to read again.

"What's wrong? Huh?"

Shu Yubai gently hugged her again.

It was snowing outside, Shu Yubai was wearing thick clothes, and he felt hot when he entered the house, so he had already taken off his coat.Hugging like this is a very intimate posture. Nan Xue's slender waist is held in her palm, and her cold hair and warm neck are so close.

She breathed lightly through the tip of her nose.

Breathing on Nanxue's ears, after a while, her cold earlobes turned red.

Nan Xue's ears were sensitive, and she felt slightly uncomfortable.She looked up and glanced at her.

His sight stopped for an instant.

Her long black hair was rolled up, and her snow-white neck curved like a swan. It was hot in the room, and she had just come in from the snow, and her collarbone was red.The thin sweater fits the curve of her body. She has a plump figure, very feminine, with a thin waist and a short skirt underneath.

She just turned her head slightly like this, her eyes seemed to be watery, as before, with a patient and gentle expression.

The two are very close.

Breathe wet and entwined.

Looking at each other ambiguously for an instant, Nan Xue lowered her thick eyelashes and her eyes fell on her lips.

Plump, shiny, soft.

After a pause, she suddenly stood up and asked, "Do you treat others like this too?"