Chapter 41 Zhuang Yousheng A cold man
The small alleys between the houses inside are the center of everyone's lives and a platform for social interaction, and the trivial details and messy stories of every household will be circulated and reinterpreted here. It is like an independent online platform, which is copied, copied, and disseminated in various ways.
Almost no one can have secrets, because your life is under the watchful eye of others, and of course, you are also inadvertently observing the lives of others. All kinds of helplessness, over time, become habits. It is said that people who come out of that kind of place have a special temperament.
That time the butterfly went to interview, and on this matter, many people were surrounded at once, and in an instant, the entire neighborhood knew about it. Some bored men just watch the excitement on the side, and if it weren't for a few photographers with them, Butterfly would feel a little nervous.
That day, she saw that the locals got up and brushed their teeth and washed their faces on the side of the street. A woman feeds her child breakfast on the side of the street, and the child takes a bite while playing. Passing by a manure pit, she saw someone emptying the toilet.
She looked at it carefully, and it really surprised her, it turned out to be such a life. Although she fled quickly, her mind kept recalling the scene at that time. It turns out that what Dad said is true.
The butterfly looked at the old roofs and the fiery red maple leaves, and was distracted, but this was also a momentary thing, and her mind immediately returned to the interview in front of her.
By the way, where did you just talk about? His wife eventually left him. At that time, he was busy with exams.
Butterfly suddenly wondered, what kind of woman could be in love with such a man?
Zhuang Yousheng in his eyes talked about his life experience almost completely expressionlessly, and that kind of indifference seemed to be talking about an outsider. It's strange that the person in his mouth doesn't seem to be like him at all, that he should be a passionate, radical, emotional man, not at all as indifferent and indifferent as he is.
Although he only mentioned his wife briefly, it was obvious that his expression at that moment was a little warm, after all, it was a woman he had loved deeply. But why don't they have a child?
Obviously, this cannot be asked directly, because it is not within the scope of the interview.
Why did his wife leave him? Obviously not as simple as he said, pale, is it just because of money? Of course, it's not good to ask any more, after all, it's a secret about the two of them. No one else has the right to know. Besides, he already felt a little impatient and disgusted with his repeated questioning, and he had to grasp the balance and not let him be displeased.
However, it feels like he's always been a little unhappy, unhappy with himself?
This also makes the butterfly very unhappy.
You must know that in dealing with the circle of men to this day, no man will be disgusted with her, and this is the first time. Generally, she is always very favored by men, no matter where she goes, she can feel the eyes of the follower, no matter what her intentions are, at least it is very convenient and easy for you to deal with many affairs.
But Zhuang Yousheng is different. Butterfly thought, perhaps, in his eyes, that the women in this world were inferior to his wife. Yes, when it comes to his wife, his infatuated and fascinated look makes people have to be curious about the scholarly woman who was a noble widow in the late Qing Dynasty.
Butterfly thought more than once: what kind of lady would it be to make this stone-cold man so affectionate and merciful.
She suddenly thought of Fan Fan, like today, I don't know what happened? Does he think of himself, does he have such a beautiful figure in his mind?
Thinking about it, I suddenly felt sad.
Zhuang Yousheng returned to China this time with all his works, and the famous auction house has collected and published a copy of all his works in chronological order, and Butterfly also took a copy at that seminar, with Zhuang Yousheng's signature on it. All of them are one-color ink paintings, which are basically dominated by figures.
About painting, butterflies don't know much, so I went home and read the album carefully, to be honest, I didn't see any clues after reading for a long time, after all, it is a printed matter, and I may have some feelings in the face of real paintings.
However, this is the butterfly's weakness, and the butterfly avoids the important and trivializes, mainly wanting to know about his experience of painting, rather than the painting itself. How the painting is, leave it for the professionals to evaluate, the butterfly is just interested in this person.
But in the whole collection, the butterfly didn't see a single painting of his wife.
Butterfly wondered why he didn't have a lot of painters who painted his women.
Of course, this is not inevitable. It's just that Butterfly is a little curious and wants to see what his wife looks like?
After all, women can't escape the kind of vision of being a woman. The same goes for butterflies. As a woman, she, like most women, has a narrow inner world, but she hides it carefully, and it hides it deeply.
Even a woman like Virginia Woolf, whose mind is not entirely detached from her flesh, is the main source of her depression is her own vulgarity, for which she deeply suffers.
Maybe there is no such thing as a completely pure woman in this world. If you really don't eat the fireworks in the world, that is the beautiful supreme yearning in the hearts of men. How can the world exist?
Although Butterfly cautiously asked about his marriage, Zhuang Yousheng still deliberately avoided it, he talked very simply, they were arranged marriages, his wife was born in a family, and he was a noble family in the late Qing Dynasty, and he was also a noble family in Shaoxing, but later, like most nobles, gradually declined and died out under the impact of the times. When she married him, her family was not as good as it was then, and her mother died early, and once she married, she lost her ties with the original family.
But fortunately, the relationship between them and the beauty of the couple, although his family is not a famous family, but it is also the family of Orchid, the ancestors of several generations are Jinshi, to his generation, he has liked to paint since he was a child, despite the opposition of his family is determined to stay abroad to travel, and his wife went to the United States with him.
Just losing the family's financial support, life abroad has become extremely difficult. He said that he had worked all kinds of jobs, but even then, life was difficult, and his wife eventually left......
He told such a story indifferently, without any emotion, and he avoided the butterfly's questions about the details, and he was vague about why his wife had died.
Those details were actually the pain he didn't want to recall, and he spent the first half of his life forgetting, why did he have to uncover them at this moment. The loss of his wife is a lingering shadow of his life, and at that moment he was determined to get rid of it, why should he regain his old feelings?
He left the United States and quietly visited his ex-wife at the end, like some kind of farewell ceremony. Say goodbye to the past, goodbye to the United States, goodbye to his reckless and impulsive youth, farewell to the love of his life, farewell to his only love......
He remembered how complicated he was when he left his wife's house that evening, the woman who had been his but now the mother of someone else's child, whose three mixed-race children had completely taken over her world.
He, unlike her, has a gloomy room in his world that houses these aged inkblots.
He had never seen her husband, who was said to be an American, an architect, and he didn't see her that day. In fact, he didn't want to see it in his heart, because it would feel completely different.
After leaving that day, he went to a bar and drank some wine, he thought, go back to China, really go back to China, still have to go back to China, goodbye to the United States, goodbye to my wife, goodbye, my Xiao ......
He lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee, then looked up at the butterfly opposite. Yes, I didn't even take a good look at this woman, and I was a little flustered just now, and I didn't even have time to notice her.
She was wearing a pale blue sweater today, with a pleated skirt underneath, and her hair in a bun, without any ornaments on it.
She wears round and crystalline pearl earrings on her ears, pink pearls lining her fair cheeks, very elegant and simple, a sapphire ring on the middle finger of her left hand, and a turquoise bracelet on her wrist.
There is not a lot of jewelry on this woman, but it doesn't make you feel tacky, everything is just right.
From time to time, she would tuck the bracelet back into her sleeve, but when she raised her hand, she dropped it disobediently, and in the sun, she could see a snow-white and delicate wrist.
Her cheeks are slender and her chin is slightly pointed, but not very pointed, with a graceful curvature that makes it easy to associate with her charming neck.
Whether a woman is good-looking or not, in Zhuang Yousheng's aesthetic category, the neck is a very important aspect. The neck can neither be too long, it will appear that the head is very discordant, nor too short, so that the proportions of the whole person will be out of balance, and dissonance is the fatal wound of beauty.
The woman in front of her does have a perfect neck, which makes people have to admire. Under the neck is the concave collarbone, and then the relatively thin shoulders. Seeing the shoulder, you can feel the weakness of this woman, and it seems to be more able to confuse the man's greedy eyes and thoughts.
Men want to hug such a shoulder and feel strong and powerful.
Isn't this beauty a cloak of falsehood? Isn't this beauty a spell that seduces men?
Zhuang Yousheng sneered silently in his heart.