040 paintings
On Saturday, Tong Qiaoxin got up early in the morning, she sat quietly at the table, combing her hair seriously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info looked at himself in the mirror, and subconsciously covered his long bangs with that terrible scar.
It's been a long time since I've seen my classmates, and this is the longest time I've been separated from them in three years.
The hair has grown very long, some natural curls, natural brown hair, with a naturally fair face.
With big and bright eyes and a small and clever nose bridge, it is no wonder that the classmates joked: "When Qiong Yao chose an actor back then, she should choose Tong Qiaoxin." ā
Tong Qiaoxin's generation grew up watching Qiong Yao's novels and TV series. The heroine in every drama is such a big-eyed, affectionate, and watery look.
This will make her a little narcissistic.
Tong Hui has been worried about whether her daughter will feel inferior because of the scars on her face when she sees her classmates.
"Xin, I'm going to buy groceries, you clean up your house, don't let your classmates laugh at us. Tong Hui told him again before going out.
Tong Qiaoxin soaked the fire in the heating stove in the house a few times to make it burn more vigorously.
Pulling open the closet, he took out a coffee-colored turtleneck, gestured a few times, and then found a pair of black skinny jeans.
When I wear it like this, I look even taller.
Because in the house, she did not wear a coat, only a silver-gray down vest over the sweater.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up in the house, it is already very clean and tidy.
Tong Hui came back with a large bag of dishes, and she wanted to thank her daughter's classmates.
Tong Qiaoxin had already made breakfast, she took the things in her mother's hand and put them away one by one.
Eating her daughter's cooking, she was very happy.
"Xin, you look so good today. Looking at what her daughter is wearing today, Tong Hui is very happy: "My daughter is really getting better and better." ā
The silhouette of her daughter is very similar to herself, but her body shape and personality are very similar to her father.
Tong Hui suddenly remembered Tong Qiaoxin when she was born, weighing less than five pounds and having a wrinkled little face...... In front of her, this big girl who has grown up is smart and generous.
Her husband died of illness early, but she didn't protect her daughter well, so she suffered so much this time.
Thinking of this, she felt a faint pain in her heart.
"Mom, let's get ready. Tong Qiaoxin looked at what her mother was thinking, and she reminded.
Tong Hui nodded.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people poured into the small courtyard.
"Qiao Xin, this place where you live is very easy to find, we found it at once. As soon as Zhang Xiaowei entered the door, he said, "We just saw your new home, and it is so beautiful." When it's time to move to a new house, we'll go to your house together. ā
Tong Hui said: "Okay, okay, you all come when the time comes." Come in, it's warm in the house, don't be too small. ā
The small hut was crowded with people.
In the end, it is a classmate who has been in the same class for three years, and everyone is no stranger to it, eating melon seeds and fruits.
Ma Qian and Zhang Xue saw the scar on Tong Qiaoxin's face, and they wanted to comfort her, but they didn't know how to say it.
Tong Qiaoxin saw the concerned eyes of her classmates, and she said, "Don't worry, it's okay, it's not just a scar, as long as I live, it's more important than anything else." ā
Zhang Junmou, as the squad leader, said: "Yes, we still have a long way to go in the future, it doesn't matter." ā
Several girls and Tong Qiaoxin were preparing meals together.
In the cottage, it has never been more lively.
Borrowed a large round table from the landlord and gathered all the stools.
The table was full at once, and it looked sumptuous.
These are all carefully thought and creative by several girls working together, and they are very home-cooked dishes, and they suddenly change a lot of tricks in their hands.
Tong Hui had to praise the craftsmanship of these children.
Tong Qiaoxin faced everyone, and she sincerely said words of thanks.
The class leader took the lead and said: "Don't see each other like this, after all, we have studied together for three years, and we are all like brothers and sisters." Maybe we'll still work for the same company. ā
ā¦ā¦
Everyone was eating and chatting.
Tong Qiaoxin's mood was very good.
At the end of the party, Tong Qiaoxin personally sent the students to the station, and she told everyone that after the Spring Festival, they would go to the construction site and continue their internship.
Watching the bus go away, Tong Qiaoxin slowly walked home alone.
Back in the house, Tong Hui had almost cleaned up.
"Xin, are you unable to stay and want to go back to the construction site?" Tong Hui asked: "Look at you, as soon as your classmates leave, your soul is gone." ā
Tong Qiaoxin said: "I heard from my classmates that there will be a holiday next week, and let the interns go home for the New Year first. There are only a few regular workers on duty on the construction site, and if I want to go, I can only wait for the Spring Festival. ā
Although the current economic conditions of the family are quite acceptable, there will be a time when the stagnant water will be scooped up.
Tong Qiaoxin knew that she had to take responsibility at home.
The first snow came.
After a night, the snow was already thick.
Tong Hui went to participate in voluntary snow clearing.
Tong Qiaoxin is the only one in the family.
Suddenly, I heard someone shouting my name at the door.
She put on her coat and went out of the room.
A snowman-like figure stood in the doorway.
"Qiao Xin, it's me!" Hearing this familiar voice, Tong Qiaoxin was surprised.
Yes, it's Wang Zihan!
Tong Qiaoxin waved at him: "Come up!"
Wang Zihan was at the door, using the dry towel handed by Tong Qiaoxin to pat the snow particles on his body.
His eyelashes were covered with ice crystals, and the hair on his forehead was white.
"Oh my God, why are you here? How did you find it here?" Tong Qiaoxin was a little surprised, he actually came.
Wang Zihan put down a big bag in his hand, then rubbed his hands together and entered the warm room.
Looking around at the cottage, the little one, there was no decent furniture, simple furnishings, but it was very warm.
Sitting on the sofa, he saw Tong Qiaoxin's face.
"Your face, was that bastard made it? Damn!" Wang Zihan was so angry that his hand was about to crush the glass in front of him.
"During that time, I went to sketch, and as soon as I came back, I asked you around, but I didn't expect that you had gone through such a big ordeal!" Wang Zihan said: "That bastard really deserves to be shot!"
Tong Qiaoxin said: "It's all over, I don't want to mention him again." Look, haven't I had a good life?"
Wang Zihan looked at the scar, as well as several upper scars on his face. Once, what a perfect face.
For the first time, the encounter in the art classroom was this face, which was perfectly sideways, which fascinated him for a while.
Spread out the big bag in front of him, took out an oil painting from it, and put it on the coffee table.