"Hey, why don't you just come into my room and not knock?" Jiang Lanzhou shouted.

"Don't you often come into my room?"

Jiang Lanzhou, who was stunned for a long time, couldn't say a word. He simply got out of bed and followed him into the locker room. Seeing Ou Du flipping around, she originally opened her mouth to say something, but then she thought about it, she seemed to have done something similar herself, and she really didn't have the face to stop others.

After a while, Ou Du handed over all the clothes to Jiang Lanzhou: "You will wear this today." ”

"What's going on today?"

"No need to ask, I'll call you before I get off work." After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and left handsomely. Listening to his excited voice just now, it seems that he is in a good mood.

"By the way, put on makeup-" Ou Du's voice came from a distance, Jiang Lanzhou pouted, how could she have time to put on makeup, and she would rather sleep more when she had that time.

Wait, go to work, I'm going to be late for work...... Jiang Lanzhou threw his clothes on the bed, hurriedly ran into the bathroom, hurriedly washed up, put on his clothes and rushed to the gallery.

After parking the car, I stepped on my five-centimeter heels and ran to the gallery, and there were only three minutes left before I clocked in to work. When he came to the front of the gallery, a teenager squatting here attracted Jiang Lanzhou's attention. But due to his time constraints, he didn't pay much attention and went straight to his office.

Successfully punched in, Jiang Lanzhou sat on his workstation and breathed a long sigh of relief. Picked up the makeup bag and went to the bathroom to touch up the makeup, but the helpless figure just now drifted inadvertently in his mind. With such cold weather, did he encounter any difficulties?

After putting on makeup, Jiang Lanzhou couldn't rest assured and came to the door of the gallery, and sure enough, this young man was still here.

Jiang Lanzhou took the initiative to come forward to say hello, also squatted down, and patted the young man's back: "Are you lost?" Or is it someone to look for? ”

The young man raised his head, his thin and pale face was distressing, and a pair of peach blossom eyes should be radiant, but they exuded a dead air.

Slightly messy hair that looks unkempt. Slowly stood up, because I had been squatting for too long, I was dizzy and about to fall. Jiang Lanzhou hurriedly got up and supported him.

Gently raised his arm and dodged Jiang Lanzhou's support. The boy didn't say anything and walked forward. That weak body can't help but blow in the wind.

"I thought, I can help you!" The young man stopped because of Jiang Lanzhou's words, turned around and looked up at the gallery, and looked at the plaque in the gallery "Yuanjia". The eyes flickered, and there was no affection. Then he hung his head in despair, and walked forward.

"Do you want to go in? Are you a contracted artist here? I'm the curator here, and I can help you. ”

The young man stopped again and turned to look at Jiang Lanzhou, at this moment, Jiang Lanzhou's heart seemed to be pinched. His pale face was like that of a vampire, but his eyes were filled with moisture, and he was choked up when he spoke: "The doctors can't help me......"

Jiang Lanzhou frowned, what a feeling of déjà vu.

This time, she took a closer look at the young man's appearance and shouted at his back: "Tian Ziyu!" You're Tian Ziyu, right? ”

The boy stopped for the third time.

"I've seen your paintings, can we talk? I admire your paintings. Seeing that he didn't resist, Jiang Lanzhou took a few steps forward and approached him.

The young man snorted coldly: "What's so good about those paintings that exude decadence. Isn't it all surrealism that can show off the mastery of technology now? ”

"Yes, surrealism can indeed show the skills of a painter, but post-impressionism can hit the heart more directly."

Tian Ziyu turned around and asked with some uncertainty, "Really?" ”

He smiled and nodded seriously: "Yes." I particularly like your paintings, can I see your work again? We have added friends on WeChat before. Of course, you haven't agreed yet. Speaking of this, Jiang Lanzhou clasped his hands and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

After saying hello to Wang Miao, Jiang Lanzhou followed Tian Ziyu back to his home. Unexpectedly, when I just went back, I saw an anxious grandmother calling the police. Seeing her grandson come back, her grandmother came up and slapped Tian Ziyu in the face.

Jiang Lanzhou, who was standing on the side, was stunned in place, and didn't react for a while. Unexpectedly, grandma's skills are so "good".

"Where have you gone, do you know that I'm going crazy looking for you?" Grandma's voice was choked, and she was a little hysterical because she was in too much of a hurry.

Tian Ziyu didn't even look at her grandmother, and said indifferently: "I'm an adult, not a child, don't worry about me." ”

"How can I not worry about you, your father and mother are such a precious son as you, if you have something long and short, how can I explain to them?"

"Baby son? What is your baby son who ignores me? Tian Ziyu shouted, went straight around her grandmother, and returned to the room by herself.

Grandma turned her head to look at Jiang Lanzhou at this time, and said slightly: "I'm sorry, I let you see the joke." ”

For the next hour, Jiang Lanzhou kept chatting with her grandmother, only to learn that Tian Ziyu had been suffering from depression for about two years. Because he had always liked painting when he was abroad, the best way for him to deal with depression was to paint.

But grandma is more precious to her grandson, and she is basically close protection.

So Jiang Lanzhou talked to Tian Ziyu's grandmother about the relevant information he had checked before, and by the way, he listed what he did during Ou Du's depression, and her grandmother was full of good feelings for Jiang Lanzhou, especially Jiang Lanzhou can quote scriptures, so she is completely regarded as an expert and a professional.

Here, after calming down his grandmother, Jiang Lanzhou came to the second floor and knocked on Tian Ziyu's door, after this time, his emotions should have settled down.

Entering Tian Ziyu's room, it was basically the same as Jiang Lanzhou imagined, the smell of paint was very strong, but the curtains were kept drawn, making the room look very dim.

Walking to one of the paintings he was working on, it was still based on dim colors, but the gray was better than the previous black.

Seeing that there were still some at the base of the wall, Jiang Lanzhou pointed and asked, "Are those painted?" ”

Tian Ziyu nodded.

"Can I take a look?" This sentence was asked cautiously, for fear that the loud voice would break the little trust between the two of them.

"It's not very well drawn, so you can see it if you want."

Although he said so, when Jiang Lanzhou turned his painting, Tian Ziyu carefully observed her every expression.

Remember that Ou Shao is sick again and has a permanent address