静物

A weekend passed, and Wu Tong was first greeted by a sketch class.

Bo Sen was wearing a big shirt and looking out the window quietly. She still has 6 minutes to rest, and she will continue to pose soon.

"Tang Xiangying...she didn't come." Wu Tong said to Li Shiqing in a low voice, panicked in her heart, did she not intend to fulfill what she said at the Museum of Contemporary Art after all?

Could it be that the words are really superficial, and the actual two people are so irreversible?

"Strange! She is the person in the world who is the least likely to play truant and dislikes being absent. If she is sick, there is still a [-]% chance that she will draw while sick. Damn, call her and get hung up... "

Li Shiqing said angrily, and looked up to see Wu Tong's eyes, as if she had suddenly realized something.

"Wu Tong, did you contact Tang Tang during the weekend?" Li Shiqing asked, seeing Wu Tong nodding stiffly, "Damn it, if it was just watercolors, Tang Xiangying wouldn't be able to dodge like this."

Li Shiqing said, and began to put the charcoal pencils back into the box, and packed up the painting utensils.Wu Tong didn't know how to answer the conversation, could Li Shiqing have guessed the whole story just like that?

"Help me take the painting to spray glue later, and put it away for me. I will deal with this problem, and I will go to Xiangying," Li Shiqing leaned the drawing board to Wu Tong's chair, got up as fast as possible, then It is Wu Tong who has never seen it before, "Don't worry."

It is impossible for Wu Tong not to be worried. For Tang Xiangying, even though no one belongs to anyone, she feels emotionally responsible for her, but she is unable to help her, and it can only hurt her.

"Li Shiqing, you..."

Wu Tong murmured that there were too many things she couldn't do.

"I know." Li Shiqing said quickly, "I will try my best to do my best. If I can, I don't want to lose the two of you friends, and I don't want to lose the friendship between you."

"I…"

"I know too. If I can soothe her emotions and make her look away, I will spare no effort." Li Shiqing didn't let Wu Tong finish his speech, and promised repeatedly. Li Shiqing is not always so crazy, now it is A serious and serious Li Shiqing.

"Shiqing, thank you."

Wu Tong was talking, but saw Li Shiqing flashing out of the classroom.

The support point of the seesaw is the relationship between Wu Tong and Tang Xiangying and Li Shiqing, or Li Shiqing and Tang Xiangying and Wu Tong.Li Shiqing was still helping Wu Tong until the last moment. She seemed to know that Wu Tong could not really ask her to save the person he hurt, nor could she just ask her to condolence Tang Xiangying on the basis of a good friend, so Li Shiqing made the promise herself. I said it, so that Wu Tong would not have to speak.

Wu Tong couldn't express her gratitude to Li Shiqing. She remembered that Li Shiqing said, "Because you are really similar to her." Is it because of this that she kept extending a helping hand to Wu Tong?

Who is she?

do not care.

When Bo Sen stood on the stage and pressed the timer, Wu Tong made up his mind to let all distracting thoughts recede, and he had to concentrate on sketching.

However, Wu Tong agreed today to let her worry about Tang Xiangying remain, and she gave Li Shiqing her hope. She only hoped that when the dust settled, the three of them would stand back where they were standing. When they looked into each other's eyes, they would meet again. I know that this is the most suitable and beautiful distance for the three of us.

As the delivery date for the theater exhibition approached, Wu Tong had less and less time to return to the dormitory.

"Should the lower right corner be darkened a little bit?" Bo Sen stood behind Wu Tong and asked, Wu Tong then stood up, looked at the painting for a while, and finally nodded. Bo Sen was right, the lower right corner should be darkened. The picture is relatively balanced.

Bo Sen usually doesn't give opinions, that's because she knows that comments bring pressure to people, and creation needs a free space, and when two people who are both engaged in creation get together, criticism and friction are the most taboo, and Bo Sen knows that, so Wu Tong did not make a request, and she tried not to give any comments.

As time progressed, Wu Tong asked Bo Sen to say what he saw, because she would not allow the slightest mistake, and "a bystander knows", she believed that having Bo Sen by her side would give her an absolute advantage.

"Is it worth the effort?"

Wu Tong raised his head and asked Bo Sen.

"It's worth it." Bo Sen replied firmly, "Tong, although I'm not the professor of the review, I think I will definitely be selected. The subject matter is very new and very real, although the skills need to be compared with sophomores or juniors. It might be quite strenuous! But you won’t lose in the fineness.”

"En." Wu Tong listened and settled down again, and continued to draw.

"Heh, I really look forward to seeing your drawing table framed on the wall of the exhibition room."

Wu Tong laughed when she heard this. She used "expectation" instead of "hope", as if she was sure that Wu Tong would be selected.

"Sen, have you ever exhibited your paintings?" Wu Tong put down his palette and asked, feeling that he had been painting day and night for a few days, feeling a little top-heavy.She had heard Bo Sen's monologue, but it was said lightly, and now Wu Tong wanted to know more detailed stories.

"No, huh..." Bo Sen was stunned for a moment, then answered Wu Tong with a smile, and immediately said, "That's the sad past, don't mention it! Now we have to have a happy meal and enjoy the present moment."

Bo Sen's paintings are so good, why have they never been exhibited?Wu Tong thought, feeling a little pity.She still wanted to ask questions, but Boysen kept talking about him, as if resting and eating were the most important thing at the moment.

"Tong, you really need to take a good rest, or you will die suddenly before handing over the painting, that's not good." Saying that, he flashed into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Wu Tong wiped his palm, and there was some white paint on it, which felt a little greasy and sticky to the touch.She followed Person into the kitchen, thinking about how to start the words.

"I don't know how to cook! If you want to make a simple wine, it's okay, but heating it up! Hehe, it's difficult!" Bo Sen searched the refrigerator, found a bag of toast and cheese slices, and probed again Looking for bacon and lettuce, "Toast is called a sandwich, I know how to do it, huh."

Wu Tong's mood became complicated for no reason. Although she and Bo Sen were always happy together, Wu Tong always couldn't figure out what the person in her arms was thinking. Was it her past that made her always Duplicity?Even if she didn't intend to, but never speak the truth when she is talking?

Bo Sen confessed to her to a certain extent, and Wu Tong believed that he might already be the person who knew him best in the world.But just like Wu Tong's painting when he was still ignorant, you always think that your painting is finished, but there will always be something to add to the painting, and there will never be a complete day.

"Sen..."

Before Wu Tong opened his mouth, Bo Sen turned to her with a smile and asked, "Do you like ham or bacon?"

Dazed for a moment, stunned that the plan was disturbed, "It's all good." Wu Tong reluctantly said.

This pause made Wu Tong think again.How did she understand Boyson herself?She herself is such a person who seems to have no emotions. Even if she has tens of millions of words in her heart, she may only condense them into a few words when she speaks. She is not qualified to be fair, and she has not let Bo Sen know her All (even if she didn't deliberately conceal it), why did Wu Tong ask Bo Sen instead?

This made Wu Tong feel at a loss, and suddenly he was not sure about anything... In this way, what is the difference between her and the countless women who have slept next to Bo Sen's pillow?

Wu Tong recalled the first night she stayed at Bo Sen's house. The scene of that night would not shock Wu Tong to the point of casting shadows, but she would never forget: Bo Sen is a woman with desires.

Those one-night stands can at least satisfy her...but I just...

Wu Tong exited the kitchen dejectedly, sat back in front of the canvas, and picked up the brush.

"over thinking."

She said to herself, even knowing this, Wu Tong was still restless.

Because of Tang Xiangying and Bo Sen, Wu Tong realized how cowardly she was, as if a person with a broken arm could not pluck the fruit from the tree for the rest of her life. She could stand at the bottom of the valley and see the sky, but she would never be able to leave the standing place by herself. A dark, silent world.

She always felt that congenital diseases did not affect her much, she could be a normal person, but now Wu Tong understood, and finally admitted sadly to herself: I am sick, I am not normal.