If he wants a gift today, give it to him.

So I wrapped the calligraphy and painting as fast as I could, pulled a flower, and returned to the restaurant.

The bustle is not in the restaurant, but in the rocking chair on the terrace of the restaurant, smoking.

Now it began to snow again, and the snowflakes were almost the size of thumbnails, and they were falling in pieces like cotton wool.

I came to the side of the bustle, handed out my gift, and said, "To you." ”

Prosperous took the cigarette in his mouth, squinted slightly in the smoke, and unwrapped the wrapper.

When he first opened the calligraphy and painting, his eyes lit up, and it seemed that he really liked it.

But as the calligraphy and painting unfolded, the sparkle in his eyes began to disappear, and when he finally saw the payment, he simply threw it to the ground: "Don't." ”

I picked up the painting in distress and asked, "Why not?" ”

"It's ugly."

“……”

The flowers and birds on it are lifelike, where is it ugly?

"And it's a fake." Prosperous glanced at me and said, "You're fooling me like this?" ”

I said, "How can this be a fake?" I bought it from an art exhibition! ”

Fanhua snorted coldly: "I know the guy who painted this picture, he is specialized in painting these parallel goods, and hyped it up to deceive you nouveau riche who don't understand art, and prefer vassal elegance." ”

I can't believe it: "...... you talk nonsense"

Fanhua snorted coldly: "It's all on the Internet, check it yourself." ”

I didn't give up, took out my phone, and typed the name of the painter and the painting into the browser. It's really not easy to look up, but I finally found some posts talking about it.

The post seems to be opened by a professional, and the content is the same as Fanhua said, I read it for a while, and then deleted the web page and turned off the phone screen.

At this time, Prosperous raised his eyes and looked over: "How much did it cost?" ”

I said, "One and three hundred thousand." ”

Fanhua let out a mocking laugh, closed his eyes slightly, and leaned back in the rocking chair to shake freely.

I stood there, holding the painting, and my heart felt like it was being burned by fire.

I really don't understand art, I don't understand any art.

Because I grew up only loving math, all my talents are here.

I don't like vassal elegance either, I just want to...... Just flattering him.

I turned around and went down the terrace, went back to my room, found the jewel in the dresser's cabinet, and when I got back to the terrace, the prosperity was still there.

Hearing my footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked over.

I put down the bag and said, "I have no gifts for you, and I won't accept your gifts." Thank you for your kindness. ”

After saying that, I turned around, and I felt a little relieved.

When I went down the steps, a bustling voice came from behind me: "I said, don't just lose it." ”

I turned back to the table, picked up the jewelry bag, and pushed the window open.

was about to throw it, and a laugh came from behind him: "The little princess who relies on others to feed is different, and two million things are thrown away." ”

I turned around and said, "You made me throw it." ”

Prosperous propped his left elbow on the armrest of the rocking chair and supported his face with his palm. He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes revealed a bit of coldness: "I still let you take it, why don't you listen?" ”

I said, "I haven't asked you to raise it, it's always been my dad who raised me." ”

Prosperous smiled contemptuously: "It's me from now on." ”

"No, it will never be you." I said, placing the bag on the table, "Good night." ”

I went back to my room and locked the door, not wanting to turn on the light, so I sat down on the sofa in the dark.

The curtains were not closed, and although there was no moonlight, the snow was white and miserable, and there was some light in the house.

I saw that the painting was still on the bed, so I took it and unfolded it to look at it.

It's really nice to look at.

Just like my marriage to Prosperity, it looks really good.

But I don't know art, I can't tell the real from the fake, I can only see the beautiful appearance of it, and then I am fully engaged.

I'm just a vassal and elegant.

I got scissors, cut them at the waist, cut them again, and cut them again, and so on...... It was eventually cut into pieces.

I found a garbage bag, put it away, washed my face and was ready to go to bed, when the door rang again.

It rang for a moment, then fell silent.

I went to the bed and lay down and closed my eyes.

After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening, the sound of footsteps, and at the same time, my eyelids felt the light.

A bustling voice came: "Get up." ”

“……”

"Either you get up." His voice was quite far away, "Or I'll go and sleep with you." ”

I had to open my eyes and sit up.

Seeing that Fanhua was standing by the coffee table, he put a picture clip and a box on the coffee table, and said, "You come to paint." ”

Tell me to draw?

I said, "I don't know how to draw." ”

"Draw anything." As he spoke, he put the jewelry bag on the table, "Since you want to send a painting, I'll send an authentic one." ”

I just wanted to sleep now, and I didn't want to do it anymore, so I shook my head and said, "I don't know how to draw anything." ”

He didn't get angry, but urged quite gently: "Draw a mouse." ”

I continued to shake my head: "I don't have artistic ability, I can't draw anything but circuit diagrams. ”

"Then draw a circuit diagram." Fanhua's tone was slightly cold, and he was obviously starting to lose patience, "Come here, don't make any more trouble." ”

I didn't speak, just lay down and covered my head with the quilt.

He didn't understand my feelings, and he didn't understand how much I regretted marrying him.

I don't know what it's like to buy this fake.

What rats to draw? Who doesn't know that he is a rat? I've hated rats all my life.

I was blindfolded and soon began to have difficulty breathing.

The world under the quilt was absolutely quiet, so quiet that I almost thought the prosperity was gone.

But at this moment, a force suddenly came from the quilt and it was lifted violently.

My eyes had adapted to the darkness and couldn't adjust to the light for a while.

There was a brief darkness in front of him, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain.

I couldn't help but scream, pushing and shoving, and trying to bite him again.

But this time he pinched my jaw so that my mouth could neither open nor close.

He spared no effort to squeeze it, his eyes flashing with violent anger: "You can't paint? ”

“……”

I can't say anything at all, but if I could, I would definitely refuse.

Prosperity could clearly see my expression, and he slammed his strength.

I shivered in pain.

He asked again, "To paint or not?" ”

I always felt that I was actually a more persevering person, for example, until I passed out in pain, and I didn't say yes.

But prosperity has more perseverance than me, as it is now.

When I woke up, I found that he had not finished torturing me, but said, "Don't paint if you have the ability, see if I can let you die in this bed." ”

I eventually relented, and by the time I got to the ground, I had lost sensation in my legs.

When I sit on the couch and hold the pen, my hands keep shaking.

How do you draw a mouse?