Chapter 28: We Are All Lonely Children
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In the last few minutes of the evening self-study, Lu Xixi had already packed his schoolbag and waited for the bell to ring.
Lin Shenzheng was concentrating on drawing a sketch, and the painting was like Teacher Mu Lin.
Lu Xixi remembered many paintings I saw in Mr. Mu Lin's house today, with gentle tones and delicate brushstrokes.
"Lin Shen, is Mr. Mu specialized in oil painting?" She couldn't help but ask.
Lin Shen stopped his pen, looked at Lu Xixi and said, "In addition to oil painting, the teacher also has Chinese painting." Lin Shen raised his eyebrows and continued: "Gu Chu's Chinese painting is the true inheritance of the teacher."
Lu Xixi nodded and asked, "What about you?"
Lin Shen smiled, "I like oil paintings. ”
Lu Xixi was stunned by Lin Shen's laughter, she lay on the table a little lazily, looked at Lin Shen's appearance with a pencil, and said with a smile: "Lin Shen, you are so good."
Lin Shen almost threw away the pencil, he quietly looked at the sketch in front of him, he didn't even dare to move his eyes slightly, but his ears were unusually keenly pricked up, trying to hear Lu Xixi's next words.
"I think when you talk about painting, your eyes are full of light. The same is true for Mr. Mu. Lin Shen, I think it's good to know what you like, you have dreams and work hard for them, it's really enviable. After the deer whispered, he closed his eyes.
The deer, with his eyes closed, quietly hid his face in the crook of his curled arm, slightly shy and annoyed.
Lu Xixi, let you say everything in your heart, it's a shame.
Lin Shen didn't look at her sideways until Lu Xi didn't speak for a long time.
"What about you?"
The one who refused to look up said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."
Except for going to school and studying, Lu Xixi never thought about anything else.
She didn't sign up for cram schools or specialty classes since she was a child, and she never thought about what she liked, and the word "dream" was even more distant to her.
The bell rang for the end of class, and Lu Xixi's thoughts came to an abrupt end.
On the way home, Lu Xixi somehow suddenly asked Lin Shen to talk about something related to Teacher Mu Lin.
"When I was a child, I was actually very naughty, I always liked to talk to my parents about trivial things that happened at school, or run to Gu Chu, get angry with him, and let him talk to me a few more words about me. At that age, I was actually afraid of being alone. My parents were always busy, and when they came home, they would have a cold fight, so I wanted to talk to people and wanted someone to be with me. When the teacher appeared, it was precisely when I longed for warmth the most, she was as gentle as my mother, as if falling from the sky, redeeming me who was lonely. ”
Lin Shen said with a smile, but it made Lu Xixi's heart slightly sour.
"I've loved drawing since I was a kid, and I've been taking classes on weekends. However, the teacher was the first person who could understand what I was drawing. Later, the teacher accepted me and Gu Chu to study with her, I studied oil painting, and Gu Chu learned Chinese painting. How lucky I was to meet my teacher. After my parents divorced, Lao Lin rarely went home, I hardly saw him, and the only people who have been with me, comforting me, encouraging me, and explaining me are teachers. ”
Lu Xixi's eyes were a little pantothenic, she understood how difficult a person's life was.
"Lin Shen, I understand. My parents were busy at work, and I walked to school by myself since I was in the second grade, and I learned to cook and do laundry since the sixth grade. Later, my parents became busier and busier, leaving me alone to guard the empty home. I know their love for me, their hard work, and the fact that this is the norm in many families, but I inevitably feel sad. On some sleepless nights, I always cry for a long time, hoping that someone can accompany me, eat with me, talk to me, and stay quietly with me. ”
Lu Xixi held back her tears and looked at Lin Shen.
We are all lonely children, and we are all so eager for companionship and warmth.