single sickness

The studio has a free trial class for new students. Xiang Mo didn't talk to Ye Xing about signing up, but only let him experience it first.

Ye Xing did have some basics. He drew a sketch in 10 minutes. Although the details were a little rough, the points that should be grasped were well grasped.

Such a level is not without room for advice. If it were other students, Xiang Mo would have picked out several points that could be improved, but he really didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he simply let Ye Xing entertain himself.

And Ye Xingming apparently rushed towards Mo, and Meng Yun consciously didn't meddle in his own business.

Not long after, the class ended and the students left the studio one after another.

Ye Xing obviously had something to say to Du Chi, and sat motionless behind the easel, showing no intention of leaving.

Inexplicably involved in this soap opera before, Xiang Mo couldn't help himself and had no choice.Now that Ye Xing has affected his work, he naturally has no reason to sacrifice himself to help others.

"Teacher Du." Xiang Mo called Du Chi angrily, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, "I'll add your WeChat and pay you the fee."

There is no rush to settle expenses.

Xiang Mofei wanted to settle the settlement at this time, just to let Ye Xing understand one thing, he does not have Du Chi's WeChat.

There is no couple who don't even have each other's wechat, but anyone with a little brain can tell that they are not a couple when they see Xiang Mo and Du Chi add wechat.

Ye Xing showed a suspicious expression as expected, and Meng Yun on the other side also seemed to find it strange, and looked at the two intentionally or unintentionally.

At the same time, the phone vibrated twice, it was a message from Du Chi.

【Du Chi: You are going to abandon me】

【Du Chi: Sanmao frowns.jpg】

Xiang Mo looked at the phone screen expressionlessly, his fingers leaping rapidly.

[Xiang Mo: Transfer 450 yuan]

【Xiang Mo: Solve it yourself】

Everyone is a sensible person, and Du Chi naturally saw Xiang Mo's intentions.Fortunately, he was a sensible person, and he didn't intend to pull Xiang Mo into the water. Seeing that Xiang Mo wanted to get rid of the relationship, he stopped performing this crappy soap opera.

"Come up with me." Du Chi put away his phone and said to Ye Xing who was waiting beside him.

The person who seemed to be rooting and sprouting behind the easel immediately stood up and followed Du Chi's pace with anticipation in his eyes, as if Xiang Mo and Meng Yun present had become transparent people.

The two went to the third floor. It seemed that they wanted to speak clearly, and they probably wouldn't come down for a while.

Xiang Mo and Meng Yun were packing up the easels in the yard. After holding back for a long time, Meng Yun finally seized the opportunity and asked curiously, "Teacher Xiang, who was that just now?"

Not wanting to be misunderstood any longer, Xiang Mo casually said, "Teacher Du's little lover."

"Ah?" Meng Yun was obviously confused about the situation.

"So," Xiang Mo slowly set up the easel, looked at Meng Yun and said, "He's not my boyfriend."

Withdrawing from the soap opera and not being gossiped by Meng Yun anymore, Xiang Mo felt relieved by solving two matters at once.

Originally, his life didn't need drama. He took every class well and drew some paintings when he had nothing to do. His life was peaceful and comfortable enough.

Three or four o'clock in the afternoon is when the sun is at its best. It is not yet summer in April, and the sun is warm on the skin, which is just the right temperature.

Thinking of the poor sound insulation effect of the old bungalow, Xiang Mo didn't want to hear even the slightest conversation between Du Chi and Ye Xing, so after cleaning up the studio, he didn't go back to the second floor to rest, but came to the next door flower shop.

The owner of the flower shop is an old lady in her 70s. Her surname is Zhou. The neighbors in the neighborhood call her Aunt Zhou.

I heard that Aunt Zhou and her husband originally lived abroad with their children. After her husband passed away, she insisted on returning to the old bungalow where she lived with her husband despite their children's objections.

There is a rose planted by Aunt Zhou at the door of the old bungalow. April is when the rose blooms, and the plump flowers decorate this quaint street so romantically.

Walking into the small courtyard of the flower shop, you feel as if you are in a sea of ​​flowers.

At this time, Aunt Zhou was arranging flowers in front of the indoor workbench on the first floor. She was wearing an improved cheongsam and a small shawl. The traces of time did not take away her elegance, but instead made her more elegant and calm.

"Aunt Zhou." Xiang Mo walked into the room familiarly, looked at the blue rose on the workbench and asked, "Is it a new variety?"

"Yes, does it look good?" Aunt Zhou said, using scissors to trim off the thorns on the rhizome, and inserted the blue roses into the vase.

This vase was borrowed from Mo Zeng for his students to paint. It seemed that Aunt Zhou was in the mood again and used the flowers she sold for her own flower arrangement.

"It's beautiful." Xiang Mo picked up a white rose at hand and gestured by the side of the vase, "How about some more white roses?"

"It looks good to me."

The two of them were chatting casually by the workbench, talking about the recent weather, life here, and the new guy who moved in.

"He's pretty nice." Aunt Zhou showed appreciation in her eyes, "Every morning when he passes by my place, he will help me take out the trash."

The flower shop produces a lot of garbage, such as packaged corrugated paper, cut rhizomes, etc. Every day, Aunt Zhou takes a lot of garbage to the trash can at the corner.

Xiang Mo considered himself a helpful person, otherwise he would not have cooperated with Du Chi in acting that night.But he will only help out when he meets Aunt Zhou on the road, and he will not take the initiative to pack the trash of Aunt Zhou's house next week like Du Chi did.

The vague idea before has been confirmed, Du Chi is indeed a more humane person than him.

While arranging flowers, Xiang Mo seriously reflected on why he didn't think about helping Aunt Zhou, a widowed old man, on his own initiative?

Probably because Aunt Zhou never asked for help, and——

Xiang Mo himself is also ready to die alone.

The freedom and happiness of being single must be accompanied by a corresponding price. The chicness of the young will be exchanged for the solitude of the old.

Perhaps Aunt Zhou's current life is the life of Empress Xiang Mo, doing a small business based on her own interests, and enjoying the last stage of her life.

Xiang Mo once considered that when he was no longer young, he didn't want to cause trouble to others. Conversely, he thought that Aunt Zhou might not want to be treated as an old man.

Of course, this is just his own idea.

Judging from Aunt Zhou's appreciation for Du Chi, maybe she still needs help from others.

After staying in the flower shop for more than an hour, Uncle Zhang finally appeared suddenly and said that he wanted to treat Aunt Zhou to dinner, so Xiang Mo left the flower shop.

At this time, Du Chi and Ye Xing should have finished chatting, but Xiang Mo didn't go home directly, but came to the noodle shop on the other side of the studio.

No grocery shopping in advance, and no desire to cook.Xiang Moben thought about rewarding himself on the weekend, but Luo Yang's restaurant opposite was already full of people, so he could only make do with sliced ​​noodles.

The owner of the noodle shop, the husband and wife, took refuge in rich relatives here because of their daughter's problems in studying.

The relatives are not bad. After moving out of the old bungalow, they left the house for them to live in.

This year, their daughter is in her third year of high school. Maybe after she goes to college, this knife-cut noodle shop that does not fit the temperament of the old bungalow will cease to exist.

Xiang Mo walked into the small courtyard and sat down at an empty table next to the courtyard door.

Ultraman, the robot in charge of shaving noodles, pours noodles into the soup tirelessly. Because of its existence, the children in the neighborhood call this shop "Ultraman Sliced ​​Noodles".

"Teacher Xiang, do you want a three or two today?" The shop owner, Master Zhao, asked Xiang Mo familiarly.

"No, two or two will do."

Within a few minutes, the hot sliced ​​noodles were served.Xiang Mo faced the direction of the courtyard door, and when he picked up a chopstick noodles, he saw a familiar figure suddenly walked by the door.

Hurry up and bury your head, but it's too late.

Ye Xing obviously saw Xiang Mo, turned around, walked into the yard, and sat opposite Xiang Mo.

...Why don't you let me go.

Xiang Mo put down his chopsticks resignedly, looked at the person opposite and asked, "Hasn't Mr. Du made it clear to you yet?"

"Make it clear." Ye Xing also ordered a bowl of sliced ​​noodles, took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and put them on the dining table, "I give up completely."

Unlike when he came here, his eyes were slightly red, probably from crying just now.

Xiang Mo couldn't help but feel a little headache, he and Ye Xing are not related, why should he come to comfort this lovelorn?

"He and I are college classmates." Ye Xing said to himself, "I have had a crush on him for many years, but he has always regarded me as a friend."

"Then I fell out of love a while ago, and I really didn't want to find a new boyfriend, so I proposed to be my bed partner..."

Xiang Mo didn't care about the relationship between the two at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but slander, didn't he like Du Chi for many years?It seems that there is no idle time around.

"I want to give you a piece of advice." Ye Xing said suddenly and seriously.

For some reason, Xiang Mo always felt that the next words were Ye Xing's ultimate goal in chatting with him.

"As someone who has been there, I advise you not to fall in love with Du Chi, he has no heart."

Xiang Mo: "..."

Hearing this, Xiang Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore.He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, looked at Ye Xing lightly and asked, "How old are you?"

Perhaps it was Xiang Mo's calm and withdrawn attitude that surprised Ye Xing, he was slightly taken aback, and said honestly: "27."

One year younger than Xiang Mo, it seems that Du Chi is also.

"What do you do?" Xiang Mo asked again.

"I am starting a business and building my own brand."

"Can't you live without falling in love?"

This sentence was very rude to Mo, but maybe his aura suppressed Ye Xing, Ye Xing was not annoyed, and asked blankly: "What do you mean?"

"Since you have your own career, why don't you put your mind on it?" Xiang Mo sighed, and said earnestly and kindly, "Not everyone wants to fall in love. If you have time, it's better to improve yourself."

What is very important in Ye Xing's eyes is just a trivial matter to Xiang Mo.He didn't even bother to spend more time on feelings, because these trivial things were not enough to waste his time.

Judging from Ye Xing's expression, it seemed that he had been greatly shocked.

"You..." Ye Xing stared blankly at Xiang Mo, "You are so confident."

In the end, Xiang Mo gave Ye Xing a piece of advice: "You should focus on your career first."

Coming out of the noodle shop, Ye Xing should have walked in another direction, but maybe he still wanted to chat with Xiang Mo, so he insisted on holding Xiang Mo's arm and walking towards the studio: "I'll accompany you there."

Just a few steps away, Xiang Mo really didn't need company, and besides, he wasn't used to being walked arm in arm.

But he also thought that with such a small distance, he didn't bother to chase people away, and let Ye Xing walk forward with him.

"Tell me," Ye Xing asked suddenly, "What if Du Chi pursues you? One thing to say, he's really handsome."

It is difficult to change a person's way of thinking immediately. Xiang Mo just reminded Ye Xing not to think about dating all day long, but he started talking about feelings again.

"I don't care." Xiang Mo said.He was only surprised that Du Chi took off his clothes and let him paint.

As soon as the words were finished, the courtyard door suddenly opened from the inside, and Du Chi came out leading Sanmao, probably about to go out for a walk with the dog.

I don't know if he heard the conversation outside the courtyard wall, but he glanced at the arms they were holding, raised his eyebrows and teased, "You've become good sisters so soon?"

Okay, sister, sister.

Pull out a polite smile to Mo: Your dog's mouth can really talk.

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Du Chi: Wang.

ps Ye Xing is offline, there is no role in the future