NO.189 THE SECRET OF PAINTING
After going back, Gu Pian still likes to run around and still lives in the master bedroom, but neither of them has said a word in the past few days. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Gu Pian followed the meaning of the gallery chief and began to look for inspiration to paint.
The "Two Poles" on the wall still hangs ridiculously in front of the bed in the bedroom, and Gu Pian really feels that it should not be named "Two Poles".
The name is not aesthetically pleasing at all.
It should be called ...... "Distance"
That's right, Distance.
The fish delusionally want to jump into the sky to be with the birds, and the birds always wish they could swim in the water to be with the fish, but the laws of the world will tell them that this is impossible.
Even if heaven and earth fall into chaos and heaven and sea unite again, it is impossible for them.
She can't remember the original intention of painting this picture.
But "Two Poles" was originally a random name she chosen.
Anyway, if you are serious, "Distance" is more beautiful, although it is difficult to understand.
Sighing softly, Gu took pity on sorting out the materials, and took off the painting and wiped it clean.
Nan Hanming was afraid that others would damage the painting, so he was reluctant to wipe it, and now a lot of dust has accumulated on the painting.
She wiped the dust from the painting with a towel, carefully, but not too gently.
After wiping the front, she turned around, and a line of flamboyant fonts came into view.
――My birthday wish is that in 100 years, I will be able to hold your hand and spend our last birthday with you.
Gu pity looked at this line of simple words, she recognized it, this word...... It's Nan Hanming's.
The painting fell on her lap, and I don't know whose tears fell on the bird on the painting, which was blocked by the frame and did not seep in.
More and more tears fell on the painting, gathering into droplets and sliding out of the frame.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, it was as if there was a hole in her heart, and her flesh and blood were blurred, but there was still a cold wind pouring in, cutting through the rotten flesh like a knife.
Paralyzed in a wheelchair, Gu Pian didn't know what kind of mood she was in front of the yard, in June, the peach blossoms bloomed brilliantly, if she stood up, she could pick one.
But......
Behind, someone quietly approached her, and she was so engrossed that she didn't notice it.
A peach blossom was picked by a tall figure and handed to her.
Only then did she realize that there was someone behind her, and she raised her eyes to look at the person who came, and tears still kept rolling out of her eyes.
She didn't seem to know, she just looked at the person in front of her in a daze.
Nan Hanming squatted down, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, his eyes were like torches, "Why are you crying?" ”
She found an outlet like an aggrieved child, hugged Nan Hanming, and cried.
"Woooooooooo......oo Nan Hanming, I'm so uncomfortable......"
He put his arms around her, his eyes softened, "What's wrong?" Where is the discomfort? ”
"Woooooooooo......oo Heart...... I feel so uncomfortable......"
She didn't know the meaning of that painting, maybe it was touching to put it down, but she felt that Nan Hanming was too affectionate, but Gu pity was touched.
It's like finding some memory.
But that memory, it must be about the bad.
Because the despair and resentment are too heavy.
If it weren't for the fact that she was sure that Nan Hanming was by her side, she would almost suspect that she was Sima Qian, who was imprisoned after the palace execution.
Because she always felt that despair, as if it came from the depths of memory, and she couldn't stop it.
"What the hell happened to me before?"
She looked at Nan Hanming with tears in her eyes and frowned in front of her, and took a breath.