50 The Art of Photography
It's not scary to wait, it's scary to not know when the end is. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
We waited cautiously for a long day after day in the run-in, but suddenly at a moment we bumped into each other's flesh and blood.
Zhu Xiaonuo and Wen Jing made an appointment to go to Anthony's company together today to pick out some jewelry. This season's porcelain doll Zhu Xiaonuo is set in a luxurious stage play, so I specially greeted Anthony before.
After getting in the car, Zhu Xiaonuo kept calling Wen Jing, but he didn't want the other party's mobile phone to go unanswered.
Just as she was about to give up, the phone was answered.
Wen Jing? Zhu Xiaonuo tentatively called her name.
Anthony's dull and tired voice came over there, it was me, she was gone, her passport, her camera, everything else she had thrown away.
Zhu Xiaonuo felt a little surprised, the people who were fine two days ago disappeared no matter how they said they would disappear.
When was this?
Last night, I was downstairs at her house before twelve o'clock. I found someone to check the exit record, and she was still in China.
I'm going over now, you're not at her house, waiting for me. Zhu Xiaonuo hurriedly hung up the phone and shouted to the driver who was still yawning, Master, go to the Summer Palace Community, my sister's house is on fire.
The driver stepped on the accelerator with a spirit, then you have to call the police first, you sit tight.
Looking at the uncle who was resurrected in an instant, Zhu Xiaonuo sighed that there are still many good people in this world.
When I arrived at the destination, the uncle said if I wanted to wait for her,
Zhu Xiaonuo waved his hand, turned his head and ran in.
The driver looked at Zhu Xiaonuo's galloping figure and sighed, this sister has a really good relationship.
Zhu Xiaonuo didn't even see a ghost shadow when he entered the door, and in the clean and empty living room, the smell of Wen Jing's perfume was still wafting in the air.
She went straight to the bedroom, just as neat, even though Anthony rummaged inside and out, he still maintained the same appearance as when Wen Jing left.
Anthony lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling, until Zhu Xiaonuo appeared, he said coldly, you are here.
Seeing him like this, Zhu Xiaonuo didn't know how to comfort her, she could only say, don't worry, Wen Jing won't have an accident, the most she can do is go out to relax, this is the only way she can vent.
I'm sure she'll protect herself, Anthony covered her eyes with one hand, but didn't say the rest of the words.
Did you force her? Zhu Xiaonuo only thought of this possibility.
Anthony didn't speak.
Zhu Xiaonuo sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed, I was negligent and forgot to tell you, because her parents are underworld, she has always been found fault by those people, Wen Jing was a tomboy when she was a child, and no one can afford to provoke her. But when she was in junior high school, she still experienced a kidnapping. It was two days before we found her, and she had ripped her rotten clothes from the scarecrow on the side of the road and wrapped herself in it, and half of her face was still swollen. That person didn't violate her, but it also left a lot of psychological shadows on Wen Jing.
Zhu Xiaonuo paused when she said this, there were too many past events she didn't want to recall, it was not only Wen Jing's scar, but also a thorn buried in her heart.
But she continued.
Wen Jing hates physical contact with strangers, especially men, and her first reaction when she sees a dirty homeless man on the street is not sympathy but flees quickly. In addition, after that, whenever Wen Jing woke up in an unfamiliar room, she would panic at the first time, and she also hated drunk people, I guess that her red and swollen face was caused by that person who drank too much.
So Anthony, that day at the bar, it must have been your first time kissing.
Anthony got up and looked at Zhu Xiaonuo, who was awake, and Zhu Xiaonuo was indeed extremely sharp.
Don't look at me like that. The problem this time is also mine, but now is not the time for me to do a review, you should send someone to keep an eye on it, so Wen Jing is still in China until now. Zhu Xiaonuo looked around the room while analyzing her possible whereabouts.
There are two possibilities for holding a passport, one is a disguise, and the other is to avoid this period of limelight, and both ideas are very probable.
Anthony smiled and said, Wen Jing is not as shrewd as you.
Zhu Xiaonuo took a look, that is, you men don't understand women too well.
Zhu Xiaonuo moved from the bedroom to Wen Jing's studio, this room has the best lighting effect, so Zhu Xiaonuo suggested that she change the window to a bigger one, and then leave a wall to paste photos, in addition to the photos, in the room, is the thin hemp rope for hanging photos. Even the floor is a puzzle that she specially customized, and that photo was taken by Zhu Xiaonuo by the lake when she was framing, but Wen Jing likes it very much.
Zhu Xiaonuo looked at it and sighed, for Wen Jing, the camera is her eyes, and the photo is her perception of the world.
A photographer knows that behind the flower there is the suffering of the whole world, and through this flower, he can touch something else.
Although most of the time she is a bystander to all this, to be precise, she is both a bystander and a authority. Wen Jing said that the camera gave her a kind of magic, and in the alternation of light and shadow, she found her reason for existence.
Zhu Xiaonuo let herself shuttle among these pictures, she thought that there would be more wedding photos here, but the changing sunshine in front of her, clouds, flowing water, balloons, dandelions, rolling huskies, old people basking in the sun, cracked earth, a pair of beautiful big eyes, these ubiquitous bits and pieces were condensed by Wen Jing in this room, Zhu Xiaonuo can imagine it by looking at these photos
The corners of her mouth turned up as she recorded it all.
Zhu Xiaonuo invited Anthony to enjoy it together, and after the two of them carefully looked at every photo in the house, she focused on Anthony, and Zhu Xiaonuo could see that Anthony also liked these works.
Are you still going to look for her?
Not for now.
I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back, but it's not the time yet.
Well, Anthony stopped in front of a photo.
This was taken when he went to Japan with Wen Jing to see the cherry blossoms before, when he was standing under the cherry blossom tree and finished answering the phone, it happened that a gust of wind brought a cherry blossom rain, Wen Jing suddenly shouted behind him, Anthony, he turned around with one hand to block the petals in front of him and smiled at her.
He still clearly remembered the throbbing heartbeat that Anthony brought him, and now, he also felt Wen Jing's part.
Although Anthony said that he would not look for it for the time being, it does not mean that Zhu Xiaonuo will not do it.
According to the photos taken by Wen Jing recently, Zhu Xiaonuo set the location in a small village in S City.
S City is not far from J City, but it is very remote between the green mountains. Zhu Xiaonuo went to his mother once when he was young, and his mother also prayed for Buddha in the temple.
The Buddha said: Everything is made by the mind.