be late

Most of the water in the swimming pool contains disinfectant, which hurts the skin. After Nan Xue went upstairs, she went to the bathroom with her pajamas in her hands, closed the door, and planned to clean it again.

After a while, there was the sound of water, and light and wet water mist dispersed in the gap, with a light fragrance and the smell of little jasmine.

Swimming in spring, and it was still cold, Aunt Zhang was worried that she would catch a cold, so she asked the chef to make a bowl of ginger soup for her.The small bowl is filled with scallion white brown sugar ginger water, a few strands of ginger yellow and some white onions floating in the dark liquid.

She called Shu Yubai downstairs: "Xiao Shu? Come and help me."

Shu Yubai then got up and went downstairs: "Here we come."

Aunt Zhang handed her the small porcelain bowl in her hand: "Give her some ginger soup to warm her up."

Shu Yubai was taken aback, took the small bowl, the bottom of the bowl was still hot, white mist gradually appeared on the ginger soup, it was hot, she asked: "Shall I serve it?"

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "Xiao Nan doesn't like the smell of green onions. I let her drink it and she decides whether to drink it or not. I still have to feed it from Xiao Shu."

Um…?

Shu Yubai smiled helplessly, thinking, why is it okay for her to come?

"I'll try." She had to say.

The sound of water stopped.

With a creak, the door handle was pushed down, and the bathroom door opened.

Nanxue appeared in a warm, moist mist.

She is like a flower petal blooming in the mist, white and clean, with a little crimson color steamed by hot water on her skin, and crystal water drops rolling down drop by drop.

The girl licked her red lips with the tip of her tongue, and held the bath towel wrapped around her body with her thin white fingertips. Soft chest slipped and fell.

When she saw Shu Yubai, Nan Xue paused for a moment, her jet-black eyes seemed to be soaked in mist, moist and moving.

She turned back to turn on the exhaust fan and closed the door.

Shu Yubai's eyes froze slightly, he paused for a moment on the bare white, and moved away like a superficial touch.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, her head was lowered, and her long hair hanging down could barely be concealed.

"You just... came out?"

Shu Yubai coughed lightly, and said softly: "Go in first, it's cold outside, I'll get you clothes and you change inside, come out when you're done."

"Need not."

Nan Xue lifted up her wet hair with her little finger, revealing her fair side face, she said, "It's too wet inside, I want to change it outside."

"I catch a cold easily."

Shu Yubai suggested in a low voice: "Let's go in."

Nan Xue looked at her, her dark eyes flashed a little, and she asked softly, "Why? Are you afraid of seeing... me like this?"

"No."

Shu Yubai felt troubled for a moment, and said, "Not at all."

She thought, did Nan Xue do it on purpose, or did she really not feel the need to avoid it?

If it was intentional...why would she do this.

Shu Yubai frowned, turned around and sat at the desk without looking back.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the two were the same as before. Nan Xue took off the bath towel behind her and changed her clothes. There was a rustling sound, and she could vaguely detect the movements of the people behind her.

Dry your body with a towel, and then, the sound of sliding the door.

She bent down to find something, which seemed to be underwear, and closed the door again.

There was another sound of dragon rustling.

Nan Xue closed her pajamas and tied a bow around her waist.

She said, "That's fine."

In the center of the room is a huge oval-shaped carpet, on top of which is a bulging sofa. Nan Xue is wearing slippers and walking slowly with her two thin white legs.

Beside the table, Shu Yubai was lowering his head quietly, holding a pen between his fingers, his long hair scattered softly, writing something carefully.

Nan Xue walked step by step, sat down on the chair beside Shu Yubai, lowered her eyes, and saw the bowl of ginger soup, she frowned slightly imperceptibly.

Shu Yubai knew.

Nan Xue is not picky eaters most of the time, but green onions are an exception. She doesn't like the smell, and when she encounters them while eating, she always picks them up one by one from the bowl with chopsticks.

Shu Yubai: "Drink some...?"

She coughed lightly, and explained: "Aunt Zhang has been cooking for a long time. To drive out the cold."

"Do not."

Nan Xue shook her head and said, "Why do you put green onions in the ginger soup?"

Shu Yubai was speechless, and after a while, with the courage she didn't know where she came from, she picked up the ginger soup and said softly, "I'll feed you."

Nan Xue was startled, the spoon was already on her lips.

Warm, with a gentle touch.

"Here."

Shu Yubai's eyes looked at her quietly.

She parted her lips awkwardly.

Nan Xue took a sip, and Shu Yubai continued to feed her. While feeding her, he casually mentioned: "A few days later, are you free?"

Nan Xue looked at her.

Outside the window, the woods swayed gently with the wind in the afternoon, and there was a fine rustling sound.Shu Yubai's fingertips were wet with sweat, her heart beat a little faster, she didn't know what she was thinking.Maybe she's still single?perhaps……

In an instant, there are many longings.

Shu Yubai fed her another mouthful of soup: "That's right, it's not enough just to tell you about these books."

Shu Yubai lowered her eyelashes, and asked her tentatively: "Next time, let's go to an art gallery together...I'll show you the real thing, okay?"

Nan Xue: "Go to the art museum?"

Shu Yubai: "Yes."

Nan Xue: "But, just looking at it, I can't see anything."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "I have something to do on the weekend."

After finishing speaking, she looked down at the schedule in her mobile phone, and it seemed that she really didn't have time.

Shu Yubai: "..."

After being speechless for a while, she tightened her cold fingertips and said, "That's it."

When they were in love before, even if Nan Xue stayed up late at night and worked overtime until late, she would still find time to stay with her.

It was only later that she realized that if she had time, she meant that she had time for you.

And no time, just don't want to.

Shu Yu stared at the mountain scenery in the distance with his chin propped open, his heart was filled with complicated emotions, half yearning, half sadness, the distant mountains with superimposed shades in the distance were hazy and unreal in his eyes.

The ginger soup has bottomed out.

Nan Xue actually finished drinking, Shu Yubai put down the small bowl, and secretly speculated about her thoughts.

Nan Xue suddenly asked nonchalantly: "I don't want to go to the art museum, go somewhere else, okay?"

Shu Yubai's eyes brightened slightly, she nodded immediately:

"Okay, go wherever you say."

After finishing speaking, he met his eyes with a faint smile.

Shu Yubai: "..."

She lowered her head, coughed lightly, and the tip of her ear was slightly red.

An auction at the end of the month will be held in the city.

Shu Yubai's painting of white roses was sent to be auctioned. On the same day, she and Shi Chu went to the auction venue.

"It's loud, a little noisy."

Shi Chu covered his ears.

It was a wide, grayish space as a whole. The left side of the center was a brown wooden stand with a microphone on it. The host stood there announcing every price increase; screen.

Projected on the screen are pictures of the works being auctioned at that time, and a table with white letters on a blue background, which shows the current auction prices converted into currencies of various countries.

Under the stage, a circle of white fences blocked the auction crowd, and they were stretching their necks to watch the auction site in full swing.

After about half an hour, it was Shu Yubai's turn.

The white rose in the painting is projected on the big screen. A line of small characters indicates the author and the size of the painting. The form on the left column shows the starting price. When the time comes, the auction will start.

"[-] thousand, start bidding."

"One price increase. Eighteen thousand."

"Twice the price increase. Twenty-one thousand."

……

In the audience, there were people holding the phone to increase the price, and there were small voices of discussion: "How much is this painting worth?"

"If there is anyone who knows how to do it, take a look."

"Is fifty thousand worth it?"

"How much is the highest?"

Shu Yubai and Shi Chu stood arm in arm in the back row, listening nervously to others discussing their paintings.

Still raising prices.

I don't know how long it took, but the price of the painting was finally settled.

A painting of four square feet took 110 million yuan.

The last person who took this picture was a woman.

She stood up, looked back, and seemed to see Shu Yubai, as if she knew him, her red lips curved down, revealing a slight smile.

You Fu sat quietly on the deck chair on the terrace, holding a black female cigarette between her slender fingertips, the cigarette was slowly burning, her expression was blurred in the hazy smoke, it was hard to see clearly.

There is a glass of cocktail on the small round table on one side. You Fu has just finished painting a piece of work, and sitting there, she is a little lost in the break. She thinks, how did you get here in the past few years?

Many things are blurred.

Seeing thousands of moments, countless fragments with phantoms of the old times came to the surface, and my heart was half happy and half sad.

You Fu clicked on the WeChat account of the person he just joined, and the name was actually the same as his real name, Qianqian, not shy at all.

She saw some photos that this person posted from time to time, most of them were travel photos, flying all over the world, and he lived a very chic life.

This is the countless times she has visited in the past few days.

Maybe the "old friend" is different?

She gazed at the thick or light mountains in the distance with fascination. The green branches turned green waves with the wind, turbulent and surging, and the light and shadow between the sky and the earth changed, but You Fu suddenly began to miss some time.

She suddenly recalled a long time ago, sitting beside her, and asked, why are you called Qianqian?

Qianqian said, I follow my mother's surname, surname Qian, and my name is Qianqian.

Qianqian is not a nickname.

She said it with a serious face.

You Fu laughed at that time, and said, is there anyone else with the surname Qian?

But he quickly remembered her name.

You Fu touched the screen with his fingertips and blinked his eyelashes.

Say hello to her: hi

The message went out.

Qianqian did not reply.

Another message jumped out.

Shu Yubai sent it to her: Sister, I asked, but Qianqian and Nanxue are not together.

You Fu thought, oh?

Why not, she chased after it and tried.

She lowered her eyelashes, looked at her head, and recalled a soft and beautiful back.

Waited for a while.

The man replied to her, again briefly.

Qianqian: hi.

Day three.

Shu Yubai didn't receive a message from Nan Xue all day.

In fact, since the exchange of contact information that day, Nan Xue has sent her a few messages from time to time, for example, asking her some knowledge about paintings and how to appreciate them, but that's all, there is no question beyond the slightest.

But ever since Shu Yubai invited her to go out together that day, Nan Xue has never sent a message on her own initiative.

Did she see what she meant, so she avoided it quietly?

Another weekend.

It's time to go to Nan Xue's house again and teach her lessons.

"Swimming yesterday, I caught a cold."

As soon as the door was opened, Aunt Zhang explained to her helplessly.

——It turned out to be like this.

That's why you don't reply?

Shu Yubai went upstairs lightly and entered the room.

Nan Xue lay on the bed.

The cold sky outside the window illuminates her cheeks, her ebony-like hair is spread out, her lips are full and rosy, like a little red blood falling on the snow, eye-catching and beautiful.

Shu Yubai's eyes slipped from Nan Xue's closed curly eyelashes and stopped on her lips.

How long has it been since you kissed?

An indescribable desire spread from the bottom of my heart.

Nan Xue only slightly closed her eyelashes.

In a daze, she seemed to see a very familiar person.

There was a slight vibration on the bed. A woman sat down beside the bed. She turned sideways, her soft eyes fell, and in a daze, she lightly touched her forehead with her warm palm.

Nan Xue vaguely saw her leaning over.

She was wearing a white loose t-shirt with the neckline open, and saw a woman with a very familiar ring hanging around her neck, lying in the soft white and gentle countryside, the cool diamond light flickering.

For some reason, my heart throbbed slightly.

The next second, Shu Yubai bent over, and her red lips pressed against her forehead.

Nan Xue's eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Fingertips curled up.

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