For retraction repression.

Fu Zhoucheng was immeasurable, and there was only one voice in his heart telling him that as long as Tong Qianxi wanted it, as long as she was willing, as long as she proposed it, he would agree for free, and there was no reason to agree......

If this is spoiling, then let him be spoiled to the end.

Suddenly he smiled, his thin lips curled in a curvature, setting off a silhouette in the setting sun, and soon as time passed, he strode away.

Tong Qianxi is still obsessed with staying in the studio, completely immersed in her own thoughts, once the inspiration comes up, like an explosion, crackling in her heart, the pen in her hand is like a dragon, what she thinks and wants, all poured out from the end of the pen.

The delicate face is unprecedentedly dignified, and when she gets to work, she is so engrossed, so meticulous, even Fu Zhoucheng walked in, he didn't know, and he was still immersed in his paintings.

Today she painted a touch of mourning, and the title is the name, commemorating her lost youth and friendship.

The tone is hazy at first, with a peculiar sense of purity, as if the green years we have lost are gone, with a sense of reverence and nostalgia in it.

Mixed with it is more and more uncontrollable youth, and more and more irreversible facts, as if once people grow up, everything changes, not only qualitatively, but fundamentally there is an unchangeable reversal, and then it is a dark tone, through the vicissitudes of life, through sadness, through joys and sorrows, and finally there is a shortage.

At this point, Tong Qianxi lowered her head, and then sighed, and the tears that had already been filled were left along her face, in order to commemorate her lost youth and friendship.

Maybe there won't be the rest of her life, but I hope that she in heaven will live well.

Fu Zhoucheng spoke up, "Let's go back, shall we?" ”

Tong Qianxi's creative process, he had the fate to witness, was stunned in place at the time, Tong Qianxi's girl looks indifferent, indisputable with the world, as if she doesn't care about anything, but the things in her heart are no less than anyone else, she has her own feelings, her own sadness, and it can even be said that the nerve fibers are more slender than them.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it.

In an instant, Fu Zhoucheng was touched, strode forward and hugged her tightly, his arms tightened, and he was unwilling to let go of anything.

In the end, he swallowed his low mouth, but the voice was extremely charming and moving, just like the ancient cold jade, making a pleasant percussion sound, which made the listener feel refreshed.

"What's wrong? Sad? ”

Although he didn't want to say it, he still asked it.

Tong Qianxi nodded, shook his head in an instant, and said to him infinitely sentimentally, "It's nothing, everything has passed, it's just that I just want to create a painting to commemorate our previous past, although time is gone, but our people, our hearts, and our feelings can't be eliminated after all." ”

"Well, that's a good point."

Fu Zhoucheng admired from the bottom of his heart, in front of Tong Qianxi, he was actually a little ashamed of himself, this girl will always have amazing works, if this painting in front of him is taken out, it will not be earth-shattering.

It is estimated that it will set off a storm in the art world.

There's no doubt about it.

Even if it is used for commercial purposes, it is the most rare work.

Tong Qianxi's works, like herself, bring a light and clear feeling, the feeling that you want to grasp but can't grasp, want to have but can't have, the feeling that will always firmly capture the most desired needs of human hearts......

This is the highest state of painting, to achieve existence with nothingness, to achieve nothingness, similar to a kind of thing in Buddhism, ethereal, everything in the dark has its own fixed number, and the identification seems to be also broken......

If you can fundamentally discard something, you will truly detach yourself.

Looking at the neon lights outside the car window, Tong Qianxi realized that it was already dark.

"Is there anything you'd like to eat tonight?"

Fu Zhoucheng spoke with a smile, his good-looking thick eyebrows raised, waiting for her answer, as if that was the result of his final needs.

"Well, you make me think about it."

Tong Qianxi tilted his head sideways, thought about it very seriously, and counted there with his fingers, "I want to eat abalone chicken wings, angelica sea cucumber, and steamed pears......

"Heh......"

Fu Zhoucheng held the steering wheel with one hand, and reached over with the other hand, stroking her red lips, rubbing his rough fingertips, bringing a burning sensation that seemed to be absent.

Soon Tong Qianxi blushed and pushed him away, pretending to be annoyed, "What are you doing?" It's not proper to drive, really, I'll tell the police uncle later. ”

"Haha... Haha..."

Fu Zhoucheng laughed violently, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes flickered in the night sky, this girl is really getting more and more excessive, he did this just now, lest she bite her tongue.

He didn't like the action of biting his lower lip.

I don't like it at all.

Thinking of this, he turned his head sideways and said solemnly, "Don't do this in the future, otherwise I will be like this." ”

Well, Tong Qianxi is also helpless.

Secretly, he was muttering, this guy was really willing to take care of everything.

came to the designated place to eat, at this time the traffic was busy and bustling, and both of them frowned, hesitating and not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

It just so happened that a phone call came in.

Tong Qianxi walked to a place where there were few people, and said directly and quickly, "You damn girl, do you remember who I am?" ”

The other party laughed for a while, looking very hearty, "Damn, what do you think?" Girl, don't I remember now? Why did you forget me, you woman with no conscience, your heart shouldn't be eaten by dogs, right? ”

Tong Qianxi only said one sentence, and the other party crackled and scolded, so that he didn't dare to put the phone in his ear.

Fu Zhoucheng frowned and walked over, "Your friend?" ”

"Yes, Li Yan."

"Why have I never heard of you?"

Speaking of this girl, Tong Qianxi couldn't finish talking for three days and three nights, but this was not the time to talk about this, because the phone was still crackling and scolding.

"Damn...... This girl is not here, you actually hooked up with a man, hurry up and recruit me from the truth, which handsome guy to be with? ”

"Is it the cowherd in the nightclub or the Ming media is marrying?"

Dizzy...... The more he talked, the more he shook, he simply deviated from the track, and he couldn't pull it back, Tong Qianxi's face was red and red, and he regretted for the first time that he was careless in making friends.

I couldn't help but roar, "Okay, shut up, say, when are you coming back?" ”

In order to be more fierce, Tong Qianxi crossed his hands on his waist and deliberately raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't pretend to be someone else's unachievable appearance, on the contrary, he had a trace of indescribable arrogance and cuteness.

In an instant, he was stunned by Fu Zhoucheng's eyes.

There was still chattering over there, and there was a strong complaint in his mouth, "Hurry up and pick up the plane, I'm going back to China soon." ”

When is it soon, I hope she can give an exact time, after all, this guy has always been whimsical, always talking nonsense, and she said it right away, it could be tomorrow morning.

Before Tong Qianxi could ask, he continued, "It's now, it's still more than two hours away, I'm risking my life to call you now, do you think I'm easy?" ”