In the next few days, Xia Qian didn't go anywhere else, so he took his own painting tools and set up camp in 'Po Sa Du', and the boss pointed out Xia Qian from time to time, and the time passed in such a hurry.

On the return trip, Xia Qian's luggage was still the same as when she came, but there was one more installed painting, Yuan Qingyun asked her if she bought it, she only smiled and did not answer. She didn't go to say goodbye to her boss on the day she left, but she thought that the boss should know that she was gone.

When I got in the car, my phone rang, and it was a text message from the boss.

Boss: Are you leaving?

Xia Qian: Hmm.

Boss: Take care.

Xia Qian: Take care.

From beginning to end, Xia Qian did not ask the boss's name and surname, and the boss saw Xia Qianqian's words on her painting tools, but Xia Qian said that she was actually called Xia Qian, and the boss smiled and called her Xia Qian from then on.

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"Are there any gifts? Are there any gifts? At night, as soon as Xia Qian finished washing, the door rang, and then Gu Zhaoran circled around Xia Qian twice like Sa Huan's puppy, and then rushed directly into the house without waiting for her to answer.

Xia Qian's luggage was still lost in the living room, Gu Zhaoran was not polite, put down the suitcase and began to turn it over, of course, in the end nothing was found.

"Xia Qianqian, you're too picky, aren't you? I don't know how to bring a gift or anything after I've been out on a long trip! Gu Zhaoran went to the ground like a child, crossed his legs and began to pout and accuse Xia Qian, so he didn't look aggrieved.

"What do you want?" Xia Qian hadn't seen Gu Zhaoran for a week, although she would call herself every two days, but maybe she had gotten used to her savings in the past few months, Xia Qian was a little happy to see her at this time, but she didn't come out, but took the remote control board and turned on the TV.

"I want — I want more! But it's your intention to bring gifts, and I like whatever you bring, okay?! Gu Zhaoran patted his ass and stood up from the ground, his face still unhappy.

Xia Qian glanced at her, she had never been in the habit of bringing gifts to people in her previous life, and she didn't have anyone to give gifts......

"Ah, by the way, the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve, you can make up a gift for me on that day!" Gu Zhaoran sat next to Xia Qian angrily, kicked his slippers and shrunk cross-legged on the sofa.

"Christmas Eve?" Xia Qian was a little puzzled when he heard Gu Zhaoran say this. According to her understanding in her previous life, this Christmas Eve is actually a New Year's festival for Westerners, why do they have to celebrate this kind of festival here now?

"Yes, yes, Christmas Eve! There are parts, there are gifts, and the young people are high...... "Gu Zhaoran explained to Xia Qian.

After listening to her explanation, Xia Qian didn't feel anything, anyway, it was just that these young people had nothing to do now, but then she couldn't stand Gu Zhaoran's grinding, and promised her something to send her on Christmas Eve, so she happily followed her to her own house, washing and sleeping.

Because the final exam is going to be held in less than half a month after New Year's Day, after returning from S City, the people in Xia Qian's class began to create or polish the painting to be handed in at the end of the term, and Xia Qian also went to their class's studio for a rare time.

"Shallow, tomorrow there is a Christmas Eve dance party at school, over there in the vocal music classroom, do you want to come along?" The location of Xia Qian's easel was very close to Yuan Qingyun, so while the two were painting, Gu Zhaoran opened his mouth and asked Xia Qian.

"No" Xia Qian didn't like to join in the fun, so when he thought of what kind of dance party, he naturally wouldn't go.

"But there's a drag ball tomorrow, don't you like it the most?" Yuan Qingyun was slightly surprised, but Xia Qian heard that it was nothing more than a disguised temptation for her.

"......" Xia Qian didn't bother to say anything more, after all, she was not the real Xia Qianqian.

“…… That's a shame. Yuan Qingyun turned her head to look at Xia Qian, who had a serious look, knowing that she heard her words, she just didn't want to answer, which made Yuan Qingyun feel a slight hatred in her heart, but she still pretended to be sorry on her face.

After painting for an afternoon, until it was almost time to eat, the people in the studio retreated one after another, Yuan Qingyun glanced at the time, and felt that the time was not early, and she still had something to do at night, so she smiled and said to Xia Qian: "Qianqian, how is the painting?" ”

As she spoke, she put away the painting tools in her hand to look at Xia Qian's paintings.

"Shallow painting...... That's great! When Yuan Qingyun saw Xia Qian's canvas, she was slightly stunned, saying that the things that Xia Qian painted in the past were okay to bluff children of a few years old, but if she really wanted to say that what she painted, it would be an insult to those high-quality paints, but these things she painted today......

Although it wasn't so much better, and I don't know how many grades worse than her, she just felt that there was a feeling of waiting to be told in her paintings, the kind of story that was very story-like, so she couldn't help but say that.

Fortunately, Xia Qian didn't think much of it, she just expressed some of her thoughts with paint according to the boss, as for the color matching, as long as it didn't make people feel abrupt, it was good, and she just did that.

"Alright, let's go." Putting down the brush, Xia Qian glanced at Yuan Qingyun with a slight smile, and then the two of them left the studio one after the other, but when they went out, Yuan Qingyun glanced back at the corner where Xia Qian was painting, as if it was still a little incredible.

After dinner, Xia Qian went back to Xia's house, because she didn't call anyone when she went back, so when Yu's mother saw her appear at the door of the house, she was really startled, but it was more of a surprise.

Xia Mingqian didn't know that Xia Qian would come back, so he hadn't arrived home at this time, and it was also at this time that Xia Qian knew that in the past, she could see Xia Mingqian when she returned to Xia's house, and that was because he knew that she would come back that day, so he pushed off the company's affairs early, and was waiting for her at home at that time.

I can't tell what kind of feeling I have in my heart, in short, Xia Qian has felt something called 'gratitude' in his life.

Xia Youyou wasn't there when Xia Qian came back, because Yu's mother said that Xia Youyou came back with Xia Mingqian every day, but Xia Qian didn't feel anything about it, but when she went upstairs and met Michelan, she glanced at her resentfully and said in a weird way:

"What kind of fox spirit gives birth to what kind of slut, don't think that you can get something from the Xia family with two sentences in front of Ming Qian, sue you, you are delusional!"

Xia Qian raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Aunt Lan is saying this...... Is the Xia family yours now? ”