what is your vision

On Sunday morning, Lu Yunchu went to Art Street again, bought the things he needed, cleaned up and opened the windows to ventilate.The weather was still fine, and the terrace illuminated by the sun was transparent and clean, and the view was not affected by the glass.

After lunch, on a whim, he picked up the drawing book and casually traced the coffee shop diagonally opposite on it.He has studied painting since he was a child and has a solid foundation in painting. He is especially fond of sketching and can express rich layers with simple brushstrokes. Therefore, he keeps more than one sketchbook in his studio and at home for emergencies.

There are several specialty shops in the Wenchuang District - coffee shops, cold drink shops, jewelry shops...all of them are uniquely decorated inside and outside, full of petty bourgeois sentiment.

The one opposite the studio is one of the few new buildings in the community. The small two-story low building has a light green sloping roof and the same color door and window frames. With the signboard with white characters on the wooden background and floor-to-ceiling glass, the whole is full of stock. Fresh style, very popular among young people.

Although this kind of store style is not Lu Yunchu's favorite, but he went out smoothly today, without any annoying information, which is enough to bring him a good mood all day long. It is also pleasant to pass the time by lightly sweeping the pen tip across the paper.

However, Zhou Yanchuan, who was in the coffee shop at this time, could not feel the atmosphere and leisure.He just felt restless and uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhou, do you need anything else?" He Mengxin is not yet 30 years old this year, her facial features are impeccable, she speaks in a calm manner, and her eyes are always looking directly at Zhou Yanchuan who is opposite.

"No need, Manager He, I want to make it clear to you today," He Mengxin pursued him. Even the staff at the front desk could tell that Zhou Yanchuan was not stupid. The enthusiasm is fading, but she doesn't think this is a single-minded girl, "And——let me invite you."

He Mengxin realized something, and sighed slightly: "Mr. Zhou, I would rather you not give me an answer so quickly."

If you don't answer, do you want to hang people to play?Zhou Yanchuan is not good at dealing with emotional entanglements, but no matter how passive he is, he can't cause misunderstandings with peace of mind. He agreed to the other party's invitation today because he hopes to make a one-time settlement.

"Xiao He, let's not come here with those polite words, I want to tell you something from the bottom of my heart, you are very good—" The words sounded like a good person card, and Zhou Yanchuan didn't want to be full of hypocritical words, but this is really the case At that time, he found that his brain was very barren, and it was more difficult than coping with media interviews, "You can also see that I am not what I appear to be... I can't even say a word of rejection."

There was no disappointment on He Mengxin's face, but a bit of joy: "Mr. Zhou, do you know? This is the cutest part of you."

Zhou Yanchuan: "..."

He didn't understand at all how he gave outsiders the illusion of being "cute". In short, he spent the next ten minutes trying to make He Mengxin understand that he really didn't want to associate with others or even consider starting a family.

He Mengxin is a smart woman who has her own pride. For this sake, she knows that no matter how much she entangles her, she will show her lack of grace.

"Mr. Zhou, can I ask you one last question?"

"You said."

"Do you have someone in mind?"

The topic was too jumpy, Zhou Yanchuan was stunned for a while.

"Is it not convenient to answer?"

"No," he shook his head lightly, "mainly...there is no such person."

"Really," she smiled, "then I feel better."

Zhou Yanchuan looked at her inexplicably, the emotional twists and turns were not familiar to him.

"At least I didn't lose to a specific person." He Mengxin explained.

"Xiao He," Zhou Yanchuan was a little bit dumbfounded, "it has nothing to do with success or failure." It's nothing more than feeling and fate. He doesn't believe that if he removes himself, He Mengxin will not find his ideal partner.

Walking out of the coffee shop, the sun is shining brightly.The autumn in Sencheng is cool, but it is insignificant under the sun.

Before Zhou Yanchuan was about to drive, he glanced back, and the small white and gray building looked familiar.The Cultural and Creative District is very close to Blue Bay, but Zhou Yanchuan is neither trendy nor artistic, so he rarely comes here on his own initiative, and the architectural styles are generally similar, which is easy to confuse.But his memory is not bad, one rainy day sent Lu Yunchu back to the studio, why is it so similar to this building.

His gaze slowly shifted up along the base of the wall, a smiling face peeked out between the open windows of the terrace, and then the man waved at him.

"Come up and sit down?"

Zhou Yanchuan entered Lu Yunchu's studio for the first time, to be precise, he walked along the stairs on the outer wall to the terrace—that is, the place that was said to be converted into a classroom.

"It's done well," Zhou Yanchuan commented briefly, his eyes circled around the bright window glass, and finally landed on the empty white wood flower stand, "Didn't you put any plants?"

"I didn't bother to go to the flower market," the small flower shops in the urban area couldn't find any suitable ones, and the serious flower market was too far away, so Lu Yunchu temporarily shelved the plan, "Sit here, or go downstairs?" There is a room downstairs. The big drawing room, where he wasn't often alone when he was alone, was locked.

"That's it."

Lu Yunchu remembered that Zhou Yanchuan loved to drink tea, so he made black tea for him and drank coffee by himself.

"Thank you." Zhou Yanchuan took the porcelain cup.

"Have a date today?"

Lu Yunchu spoke calmly, with no expression on his face.Zhou Yanchuan's hands trembled, thinking of the way the other party was waving at him upstairs just now, he might have seen him and He Mengxin go out together, and he didn't know what he had imagined.

"Did you see it all?" He asked subconsciously.

"What are you referring to?" The corners of Lu Yunchu's lips raised slightly, "You and others—"

"I'm not dating!"

Lu Yunchu raised his eyebrows, and his smile was more meaningful: "The date I said means to sit together, like we are now, are you thinking too much?"

He has been staring at the coffee shop to draw pictures, and he has seen almost everyone who came out of the door, but the distance is a little bit far away, so he can't see clearly.

However, Zhou Yanchuan and the lady looked obviously different from other couples who were dating.Perhaps influenced by his profession, Lu Yunchu's observation skills are extremely strong, standing in front of any two people, it is clear at a glance whether they are relatives or distant.

He originally thought that Zhou Yanchuan's dating partner was an acquaintance in the working relationship, but seeing his current embarrassment, it was probably tainted with personal emotions, and it was a woman who was affectionate and had no intention of it.It's enough to go through these things in one's head, so it's inconvenient to ask more questions, it's embarrassing.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't even intend to mention that it was nothing to do, but talking more would seem like a guilty conscience.

"Oh, it's something," he changed the subject, "When do you start class?"

"Next week." Lu Yunchu held the cup to his lips, "Do you know who came to sign up for me yesterday?"

"Who?"

"Tao Jin."

Lu Yunchu also never thought that after returning the lost Sabina to Tao Jin, they would still have contacts, and the other party happened to become his student.

Tao Jin's first impression is that he is different from ordinary high school students. He is full of thoughts, as if he is hiding an inhumane secret, but there is no factor that can be regarded as "city" in his pair of clear eyes.As the number of meetings increased, Lu Yunchu gradually had his own guesses.

He wasn't sure how likely people of the same kind would be aware of each other, but the seemingly mysterious sixth sense often turned into a surprisingly accurate judgment in him, just like when he knew Meng Xiao liked men at a glance.

Tao Jin's secret may also be related to his orientation.

Lu Yunchu lightly told Zhou Yanchuan about Tao Jin's coming to class, but didn't say much about the rest.Zhou Yanchuan didn't know anything about his work, and he was even less familiar with Tao Jin. Apart from being Sabina's master, he didn't have a deep impression of this quiet young man.They didn't talk much about it that day.

Within half a month after the official start of the class, Lu Yunchu discovered that Tao Jin's personality was far more depressing than imagined.He does not believe that artistic creation necessarily reflects the creator's psychology, but if all creation revolves around a certain atmosphere, it is difficult for others not to think of the author's own spiritual world.

Tao Jin is a living example.Except for the clay sculptures in class, he remembered Lu Yunchu's suggestion to take pictures of the pictures he had drawn, and then bring his mobile phone to the classroom to show him.

Tao Jin's paintings and clay works have a morbid, even self-destructive aesthetic: bleeding people, tearful monsters, broken vases and scattered flower petals...often with exaggerated colors, Beautiful at first glance, but dull and gloomy upon closer inspection.

Lu Yunchu recalled the things he loved to draw ten years ago. Although his teachers often pointed out that he did not play cards according to common sense, there was no superimposition of such negative elements.

The technique is superior to most amateurs, and it can be said to be outstanding based on the results of self-study all the year round; but the theme is too single, and the subjective catharsis is too heavy, which weakens the strength of expression-this is the evaluation given by Lu Yunchu in his heart.He said to Tao Jin after class: "Actually, you can dig out more things."

Tao Jin's eyes were half clear and half confused, as if he understood what Lu Yunchu meant, but resisted instinctively.

"Why don't you spend more time with Sabina?" Lu Yunchu continued, "I think it's easy to relax when I have it by my side, do you feel it?"

"Well," Tao Jin nodded with lowered eyes, "I will."

Lu Yunchu didn't know what unpleasant things he had encountered, and he was not the other party's parents or a psychiatrist, so he had some doubts and judgments that he could only point to in the most superficial way.

The usual work is also continuing. He accepted an order to make reliefs for the resort, and went to the site with the company's relevant personnel on Friday afternoon.He didn't drive, and the other party's people sent him back.

"Mr. Lu, are you going back to the studio or where you live?"

"Let's go back to Lanwan," Lu Yunchu said before he finished speaking, he glanced out of the window and caught the figure being accosted by someone under the light, "Excuse me, can you stop here for a while?"

"It's still far away!"

"Sorry, I met an acquaintance, just go back by myself in a while."

"Then I won't send it off, be careful on the road."

After Lu Yunchu got off the car, he hurried to catch up.He believed in his vision, the figure he saw just now was Tao Jin.

The boy followed the man who struck up a conversation with him, and stepped straight into a narrow door on the side of the street. The neon signboard was shining brightly in the already dark sky - the name of the shop was "Mei Shang", the only gay bar in Sencheng.