be late

The rainy night became very quiet, and there was no sound in the car. Shu Yubai reported his address, and the driver skillfully drove down the mountain road. There was a shower of rain, and a slow downhill section was full of traces of rain.

"Your ex was really nice."

At the beginning of time, I recalled.

There was a driver in front, who was driving like a sculpture without looking sideways, without saying a word, trying to minimize the sense of presence, Shi Chu really treated him as nothing, without shy away from it.

"Honestly, I think..."

When Shi Chu wanted to say something again, Shu Yubai glanced at the driver in front of him, immediately covered her mouth, and lowered his voice: "Stop talking, you're in someone else's car."

"Oh."

Shi Chu had no choice but to get closer, lowered his voice, and asked, "Is this volume okay?"

Shu Yubai just nodded.

Shi Chu said softly, "Did you mention the breakup first?"

"Ah."

Shu Yubai recalled, sighed softly and said, "I mentioned it."

"She still seems to take good care of you."

Shi Chu chuckled: "I think, maybe she still has a little bit of obsession."

Shu Yubai clenched his fingertips tightly.

It turns out that their relationship is so light that it needs to be described as "maybe" or "somewhat"?

Yes, it's been three years since we separated.

If you don't see each other for three years, everything can disappear.

Shu Yubai was a little lost in thought, she was thinking, how has Nan Xue lived these past few years?Is it still as busy as before, and... Who is the woman sitting across from her having dinner? Is it her new girlfriend?

After all these years, she talked again?

Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?

"Tomorrow is the exhibition."

Shi Chu looked down at the time and asked Shu Yubai: "Tomorrow night, let's go early."

"It's all good." Shu Yubai recalled for a moment, and said, "Tomorrow night is the opening ceremony. After the opening ceremony, it's time to go back."

It's time to go back, Shi Chu plucked the ends of his hair on his chest, and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel it's a pity, you don't intend to... ask your ex for a contact information?"

Shu Yubai was taken aback, his cheeks were slightly red, and he shook his head lightly: "No."

"Love will disappear... and it will be transferred..." Shi Chu murmured like a mantra, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "I think, she may still remember you. If you still have something for her If you don’t have an idea, it’s better to take it quickly.”

"I have been abroad for so long."

Shu Yubai leaned against the cold car window, her side face covered with soft hair, she was a little lost in thought, sighed softly, and explained: "Don't think too much, she sent us back, just thinking of a little affection."

It's true, it's too hurtful to pretend that you don't know each other when you meet.

How much to leave some affection.

"Regret it. Back then you left her here to go abroad... Aren't you afraid that she's got a lot of love in your absence?"

Shi Chu said sadly, "I've taken a fancy to this young lady, you have to catch her."

Shu Yubai bowed his head, fluttered his long eyelashes, glanced out of the window, curled up his fingertips silently.

The car drove across the brightly lit asphalt road.

On the street scene, pedestrians with umbrellas pass by in a hurry.

The ends of her hair were a bit cold, and the damp hair was stuck to her delicate neck just now. Shu Yubai held the slightly wet neckline with her fingertips to breathe. She leaned against the car window and turned a few streets. The beautiful figure standing with the umbrella on a rainy night has long since disappeared.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

The driver got out of the car and held an umbrella. Shu Yubai and Shi Chu snuggled up and hid under the umbrella, their heels stepping on the puddles on the road. After a while, they walked downstairs to the hotel and entered the door.

The next day, Art Basel officially started.

This exhibition is different from the exhibitions seen in art museums and art galleries. It is similar to a large-scale art trading center, which is convenient for collectors, art critics, and brokers to purchase.

The booth rent is expensive, and the paintings exhibited are all works created by well-known artists in various fields who have reached a relatively mature creative period, but the works still need time to test.

Day one is opening night.

Entering the hall, it was very warm and there were many people. Shu Yubai took off her coat and stood there watching in a soft long skirt. She learned her lesson that day, put on light makeup before going out, and even flashed a A little bit of implicit expectation.

What to expect... She couldn't tell herself.

There were a lot of people at the art exhibition, all of whom were in this field. Painters, brokers, and owners of some gallery auction houses came to hang around. On the opening day, there were many people who came.

"After going abroad, I don't know much about it."

Shi Chu was by her side, and said with some surprise: "Your ex, I thought she was a young student. I went back and checked, and she turned out to be, uh, rich second generation?"

This description is not very appropriate, a more accurate point is probably

The rich second generation whose father is gone.

"In the past few years, she has been developing in the direction of luxury goods, and even opened an art auction company."

"Look, if you learn to draw, she will open an auction house."

Shi Chu analyzed: "Maybe she opened it for you... Okay, okay, let me stop talking about your expression."

Shu Yubai's ears were so red to her, the words were nice, but how could she dare to be so affectionate.

She was the one who broke up, and she was the one who left without saying goodbye. Do you still expect others to never forget?

I thought that night was the last chance meeting.

Shu Yubai never thought that he really met her at the art exhibition.

In the lecture hall, there is a small interview.

The lecture hall is not too big or small. There is a vertical table on a light-colored wooden table, and a small microphone on it. A few small orange lights illuminate it, which is bright and warm. The host holds the microphone and stands on the stage. A PPT is Projected on the screen, here are all the painters who were invited to participate in the interview.

"This time, the artist who painted "Time" is specially invited to have a dialogue with the interviewer."

There was applause from the audience, and in many eyes, a young woman with soft temperament, gentle and elegant came to the stage.

She was dressed casually, simple and elegant, wearing a long beige dress, a knitted sweater on her smooth shoulders, her black hair hanging softly around her waist, her skin was very fair, her facial features were docile but with a bit of unrestrained charm, She came to the stage quietly, elegant and moving.

The last picture on the ppt, signed: Yubai.

Shu Yubai stood on the stage, and suddenly saw a very familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

In the distance, the light is dim, and the thick noise is like the tide, she is the only silence.

Nan Xue was wearing a short black skirt and a soft and loose woolen knitted cardigan over her shoulders. Her collarbone was as white as snow, her lips were very red, and there seemed to be a faint light in her clear eyes.

In an instant, Shu Yubai stopped, fearing that he was mistaken, he took another look, hastily lowered his slender eyelashes, trembled, and his heart beat wildly

It's really her.

For the first time, she was very grateful that she had washed her hair carefully and put on makeup before going out, thinking to herself, fortunately.

"Next, I want to talk to you about the creative process of this painting."

said the host.

On the small wooden stage, Shu Yubai was standing by the microphone, gently lifting the long hair by his ear with his slender little finger, and speaking unhurriedly.

"...I used to draw and pay attention to technology, conception and design."

"Later, it's emotions."

"My emotions are consistent with the emotions of the things I want to express. I will be very excited during the process, and I can easily express everything smoothly..."

While Shu Yubai was talking, she felt that Nan Xue was looking at her, but she didn't dare to look at it. She lowered her head to read the manuscript, and then raised her eyes to glance at the crowd below pretendingly, pretending not to see it.

But without warning, he ran into a line of sight.

A very deep look, but also very light.

But Shu Yubai saw that woman next to Nan Xue. Nan Xue nodded and spoke softly to her. They didn't know what the relationship was, and they were a little ambiguous for no reason. The woman looked a little older than her, and she really liked mature ones. ?

"Yubai likes to paint the back, a hazy, abstract girl's back."

The host asked: "Can I talk to you, what is the image of this back? It has appeared many times in your paintings. I believe everyone is as curious as I am."

Shu Yubai hesitated a little, and opened his mouth slowly. The audience below looked at this young and beautiful painter standing there, with long skirt and black hair, speaking softly, unhurriedly, as soft and gentle as his voice.

"This image is a kind of expression of emotion."

She only said one sentence, cleverly bypassed it, and returned to the technical discussion: "I like to use the way of laying color blocks..."

People in the distance seem to have left.

There is also that beautiful woman by my side.

Shu Yubai's heart felt sour, and he raised his eyes to look at her back.

She stood on the stage and talked about the creative process to the manuscript for a long time. After half an hour, there was a wave of applause, and the interview was over. Shu Yubai took a break and stepped down from the stage.His long hair was wet with sweat.

In the lounge, Shu Yubai took a glass of water, sat there and drank it in small sips, Shi Chu was waiting for her outside the court, Shu Yubai finished drinking the water, took a short rest, and went out.

"Shu Yubai?"

Someone called her, Shu Yubai was startled, turned around, but saw a familiar figure, tall and slim, with a bag on his shoulder and curly hair.With a smile in his eyes, he was silently looking at her.

Shu Yubai curled her red lips and asked softly, "Senior Sister? What a coincidence."

"long time no see."

You Fu looked at her: "I heard that you went out to study for a Ph. D."

Shu Yubai nodded, she smiled and said, "It's been three years, and I just came back today."

"Just listened to your interview."

You Fu leaned in the aisle, with a smile in his eyes, slightly curly hair resting on his collarbone, half-jokingly said: "Junior Sister, it's getting better and better."

"No, I'm still far away."

Shu Yubai lowered his head and smiled slightly, his cheeks were slightly hot, a little embarrassed.

There was a slight noise around him.

Click.

The empty and cool aisle was very quiet, and the sound of heels hitting the cold ground seemed to be hitting ice cubes.

Shu Yubai turned around and saw her carrying a small bag.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

Her eyes were deep, alienated, and her clear eyes were very pale.

She paused there idly and did not move forward.Shoulder-length black hair, snow-skinned, red lips, beads of water glistening on the collarbone, wearing a black silk suspender skirt, light and sexy, loosely draped over the coat, white and straight long legs, ankles wrapped around thin Thin straps, very delicate.

Shu Yubai was forced to look at her.

For one second, two seconds, no one looked away.

The temperature of Shu Yubai's cheeks rose once, very hot.

Nan Xue raised her slender eyebrows, turned and left.

Shu Yubai just watched.

The aisle is paved with marble floors, and the gorgeous chandelier lights up above the head. There is a faint scent of incense, which is very long. From time to time, people who don't know pass by, but there are not many.

In the crowd, she is carrying a bag, her black hair is loose, her neck is thin and white, her back looks a little lonely, her slender and bony hands are wet, covered with water droplets, rolling along her pink fingertips Fall, drop by drop, falling to the ground.

Shu Yubai was saddened.

This time, she simply didn't even say hello.

Her cheeks were still hot, and when she touched them with her fingertips, the heat remained undiminished, and she didn't know if she was blushing.Shu Yubai lowered her head slowly, raised her eyes, and saw the bathroom on one side, she looked at You Fu and said, "Senior Sister, I'm going to the bathroom."

You Fu was busy, lowered his head and didn't know who to send the message to, but didn't look up, and said, "Okay."

Shu Yubai washed her hands with cold water, but saw a small ball of silvery light on the sink next to her, she was slightly startled, went to look, it was a watch.

Thin silver-white chain with a blue base.

It is the one Nan Xue often wears.

Shu Yubai hesitated for a moment, picked it up, and it felt very cold to the touch.Nan Xue didn't go far, her heart was beating, she walked over, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

Nan Xue turned her head.

A dark shadow fell from the strands of her hair, and she lowered her eyelashes, her eyes were clear but deep, seeming to be suspicious.

Shu Yubai's heart was beating fast, and her fingertips felt cold. With a watch wrapped in her palm, she said, "Your."

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