Warm and respectful people

The light in the living room was brightly lit, shining on the three of them, Xia Wen turned his face away to look at Shen Xueyu, and the other side was cast in a shadow.

She froze for a moment.

Seeing the two singing together, Xu Fengmian pulled out a chair and sat down with his arm resting on the edge of the table, watching the two of them tugging at the corners of their mouths.

"I'm here to help, not to see you show your affection."

Shen Xueyu's fingers caressed the self in that painting. After so many years, she was already very vague about her past self.Even when I saw it at the time, I didn't feel any disturbance in my heart.

Lin Weiwei's painting was technically better than Xia Wen's, but the light and shadow that were so delicate that it was almost real was not the biggest feature of this painting.

It is the emotion hidden in this painting.

Rather than saying it is a painting, it is better to say it is Xia Wen's confession to herself when she was a child.

After realizing this problem, Shen Xueyu was stunned for a moment. The hand that touched the drawing paper seemed to be touching a hot flame. She put her slightly bent fingers on it and quickly retracted it.

Shen Xueyu's eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was dry: "It's because the perspective is different."

"Perspective?" Xu Fengmian was puzzled.

Shen Xueyu lowered her eyes: "You can open Lin Weiwei's painting and compare it with Xia Wen's."

Xu Fengmian did as she did, and she kept zooming in and out of the picture, looking at it again and again for comparison.

"I think so."

Shen Xueyu stood up straight and looked at Xia Wen from the side: "It's the creator's perspective. When Lin Weiwei painted this painting, she was at eye level with the people in the painting. She was interested in observing or admiring a person." people."

The eyes of the three fell on Xia Wen's painting.

"And this painting is from the perspective of looking up. The painter is looking up at the people in the painting."

It is looking up in height, but also looking up in heart.Shen Xueyu didn't say the following words, she just quietly looked at Xia Wen who was silent at the side.

Xu Fengmian, who was awakened, completely understood the painting when she looked at it again, and she suddenly realized: "It is indeed very different."

At this moment, she finally understood what Xia Wen once said to herself, I will never be able to draw a second painting like this in my life.

This painting belongs exclusively to Xia Wen, whom she couldn't love when she was a girl.

Xu Fengmian knocked on the table intermittently with his finger bones: "Lin Weiwei is still too confident, but she is very secretive. She is confident in her painting skills and fame, but in the end she lost to a young girl's heart. Knowing the truth, she must be very angry. "

When he finally left, Xu Fengmian took away the original painting and the photo of Shen Xueyu and Xia Wen when they were teenagers. As long as these two things are released, the matter will be solved.

It was raining again outside, Xu Fengmian wrapped his coat tightly and went out first.

Shen Xueyu went to the kitchen to re-boil a pot of hot water. Soon, the water boiled, and white hot air sprayed out. She poured out a cup and took out cold medicine from the bedroom.

Break open the sheet of tinfoil, pour out a grain, and put it in Xia Wen's hand.

Passed over the cooler water: "Hurry up and take the medicine."

The two leaned against the edge of the kitchen counter. After Xu Fengmian left, the two didn't say a few words.Xia Wen threw the pill into his mouth, quickly raised his head and took a big sip of water.

Swallowing hard, there is still a little bit of bitterness from the melting pills on the tip of the tongue.

What Xia Wen is most afraid of is the silent Shen Xueyu, who has no expression on her face, making people wonder what she is thinking.At this time, Xia Wen from before would always involuntarily assume the bad side.

For example, what made her unhappy?

But now, she is no longer as scared as before.

She looked at her toes, and said with comfort, "The matter is finally over. I found my own painting."

Compared to Xia Wen who was relaxed for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, Shen Xueyu felt as if her heart was being stabbed with needles, and she was so painful that she gasped for breath.

The room is very quiet, only the sound of wind and rain can be poured in from the open window on the balcony of the living room.

Shen Xueyu remembered some things from the past.

Xia Wen, who always writes wrong questions, will wipe out a hole in the workbook, and then ask himself with a confused expression, always with a trembling expression on his face.

Follow behind Shen An'an and walk in front of him, if he looks at him with nothing, he will quickly look away when he sees him.

And later, he pulled his hand and said that he liked him, and tears fell down.

And when she came to Beicheng to look for her, her eyes were red from crying alone at the school gate.

What were you doing at those times?It seems that I was busy with things at that time, and I can't remember clearly now.At that time, the little girl who stood behind me and waited silently was always blocked by her unconscious.

It's only now that I slowly retrieve her from my memory.

She sneered.

Shen Xueyu, you are really not human these years.

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When it was almost eleven o'clock, Xia Wen went to close the window on the balcony, and when she walked past Shen Xueyu, she pretended to say unintentionally: "It's getting late."

The latter is quite obvious.

Shen Xueyu took the cup she drank from just now to wash, and nodded after hearing what she said: "It's quite late. You don't need to take a bath tonight, wait until you have a cold."

Xia Wen was choked up.

She scratched her head and began to wonder if there was a problem with her ability to express herself.

Maybe it's better to say it directly.

"You'd better go back to sleep at your place today, I have a cold."

What she meant was that we can't do anything if you stay, so we might as well go back sooner.

Shen Xueyu rolled up her sleeves and turned on the faucet without raising her head: "I happen to stay and take care of you."

At eleven o'clock, Shen Xueyu took the pajamas she left here and went to the bathroom.

When Xia Wen washed his hands, he unconsciously glanced at the figure behind the frosted glass, and then answered Shen An'an's call.She walked to the carpet in the bedroom and sat down, put the phone on speakerphone, and threw it on the edge of the bed.

Shen An'an didn't know anything about painting, so the phone calls were just about daily chores.

"Wen Wen, what's wrong with your throat?"

Xia Wen: "Cold, a little dumb."

Shen Anan on the other side thought for a moment, and then expressed her sincere concern as a girlfriend: "Drink more hot water."

Xia Wen happened to see the steaming water cup on the bedside table in the bedroom: "I'm drinking."

And it was poured by your own sister.

Shen An'an was eating potato chips in his mouth, making a rattling sound: "Wen Wen, I told you that your window period is quite long, you can't always drink hot water, you have to find someone. You know how to heal What's the best way to get a cold?"

Xia Wen didn't speak, and waited indifferently for Shen Anan's heresy.

Shen An'an: "It's sweating."

Xia Wen: "So?"

"So you have to have someone." Shen Anan dubbed this sentence with a wretched laugh.

Xia Wen felt that this colorful joke was not interesting at all, but at this time a voice came from outside the bedroom.

"Wen Wen, which one is the towel for wiping your hair?"

Shen Xueyu's voice was easy to identify, especially for Xia Wen and Shen An'an.

Xia Wen clearly felt that Shen An'an on the other end of the phone did not stop for a short time.

Then Shen Anan said specifically: "Why don't you find a towel for my sister first? Her affairs are more important."

Xia Wen: "..."

How much is Shen An'an afraid of Shen Xueyu?

After finding the towel, Xia Wen returned to the bedroom, and the phone was still on.

At this time, Shen An'an had already completed her psychological construction, and she sighed heavily: "Wen Wen, I remembered the time when you introduced your partner to me after the college entrance examination."

After graduating from high school, not long after the two became adults, Xia Wen left Shen An'an first, and Shen Anan clamored to see Xia Wen's partner.

Xia Wen, who had been annoyed for a month, still compromised, so the next three people met.

The location is a cafe outside the high school.

Xia Wenwen and Shen Anan arrived first, and for the next ten minutes, Shen Anan kept looking at the door until she saw Shen Xueyu who pushed the door in.

Shen Anan thought it was just a coincidence, and happily shared Xia Wen's gossip with Shen Xueyu.

Then she was not surprised to learn the good news that her best friend was with her own sister.

Xia Wen also reviewed it, and she expressed her psychological feelings sincerely: "I have to say, your mental quality is quite good."

Shen An'an denied it: "It's not that she has a good psychological quality, but that her psychological expectations are low. I used to think that my sister would die alone in this life. After all, no matter how good-looking she is, she will grow old, and her temper will become more and more stinky!"

Shen Xueyu, who was drying her hair, just came in at this time, she looked at Xia Wen: "Who are you talking to?"

Just as Xia Wen wanted to say it was Shen An'an, the other party hung up the phone.

She stared at the interface showing the end of the call for a second, slipping really fast.

The carpet is not very thick, Shen Xueyu took a look, then carried Xia Wen to the bed, covered Xia Wen's legs in only a pair of thin slacks with a quilt.

Xia Wen looked at Shen Xueyu from bottom to top, her soft black hair hung messily on her shoulders, her completely plain face had clear and cool brows, a straight nose, prominent browbones, and a smooth jaw line.

The only thing in her mind was the sentence "No matter how beautiful the face" Shen Anan said just now.

No matter who it is, they have to admit a major premise, that is, Shen Xueyu is good-looking, not ordinary good-looking, but amazingly good-looking.

Xia Wen recalled his colleagues' impression of Shen Xueyu, who was superior, alienated and indifferent, and one of the best in a thousand.

Such people are now serving water to cover themselves.

After being watched for a long time, Shen Xueyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Have you seen enough?"

She raised her head suddenly and met Xia Wen's eyes.

Careful thinking was seen.Xia Wen opened his eyes wide.

Shen Xueyu touched Xia Wen's face with dry hands: "This place is a little redder than before."

The distance between the two is very close, and Xia Wen can clearly see the other person's eyelashes and herself in her pupils.

But Xia Wen still struggled and tried to push Shen Xueyu away: "I didn't take a shower."

Today I ran around and slept for several hours. If I didn't take a shower, it might not be that good.

Shen Xueyu did not back down in the slightest.

Xia Wen wrinkled his nose: "It doesn't smell good."

She imagined that the cleanliness Shen Xueyu would hold her nose and back away a little, but...

Shen Xueyu directly pulled Xia Wen into her arms, buried her face in Xia Wen's neck and collarbone, and said in a low voice, "It's fragrant."

Then he rubbed up to Xia Wen's ear: "Wen Wen, do you want to seduce me again?"

The author has something to say: Babies, wait for the candy!