Chapter Seventy-Three: A Little Injury
After a morning of design elective classes, the teacher arranged a small homework, Li Xia can't use AUTO CAD, and it feels so difficult to say. After an afternoon of tinkering in the dormitory, I barely made a design drawing, sent it to the teacher, and handed in my homework.
After sitting for too long, Li Xia felt a sore back, and thought that she would go to the Liberal Arts Building to meet Lin Qingyuan later, and the two made an appointment to go to the ole supermarket to buy things together.
She got up from her position and began to rummage through the cupboards to find clothes to wear, and lately she had been in need of more and more clothes. Even if you are tired of wearing clothes, you still choose T-shirts and wide-leg pants, and you can wear different T-shirts in turns every day, which is still a bit fresh.
Li Xia was alone in the dormitory, and she was stinky and beautiful in the mirror, and she felt satisfied before going downstairs.
Just about to go out, he ran into Liu Yiwen, who had just come back from outside, "Li Xia, dress up so beautifully, go on a date." β
"Go out and find your classmates, bye-bye."
Li Xia walked up the stairs, as light as a swallow's forehead, like a happy bird.
When he arrived at the liberal arts building, he saw Lin Qingyuan sitting on the first floor, looking down at his mobile phone, and Li Xia quietly walked behind him.
His fingers are slender and his bones are distinct, and even the action of sliding his phone is very charming.
Lin Qingyuan seemed to feel the strangeness behind him, and turned around and grabbed Li Xia's arm.
"You reach out without looking back, and you're not afraid of catching the wrong person."
"You can't be wrong, as soon as you entered the door, I sensed that you were coming."
"You still have this special ability?"
"Hmm." As he spoke, he took Li Xia's hand and wanted to go out.
"Let go of me, in case you run into a classmate." Li Xia broke away from Lin Qingyuan's hand and quietly followed behind him.
Lin Qingyuan took out the car keys, "What are you afraid of, I came by car." β
Ole supermarket is just around Clearwater Bay and a short drive away.
"What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you in the evening?"
"No, you really know how to cook, I thought you learned it from the Internet last time."
"When I was in college, I had been eating in the school cafeteria for a long time, and I wanted to change the taste, so I had to make it myself."
"I can't see it."
They walked up to the snack rack and said, "Take what you're going to eat." β
Li Xia took two packets of potato chips and put them in the shopping cart.
"That's all, I know your appetite." Lin Qingyuan walked to the snack shelves and began to sweep the goods.
"You're going to help the supermarket clear its inventory?"
"Buy it back and eat it slowly, I haven't been to the supermarket for a long time, I'll buy a little more at a time."
"Alright, let's go buy something to cook."
Li Xia didn't know how to buy vegetables, so Lin Qingyuan sent her to rest on the chair next to her.
Soon, Lin Qingyuan chose the ingredients to be made in the evening.
While waiting at the cash register, he remembered that he still had to buy desserts, and there happened to be a freezer next to him, so Lin Qingyuan took a few boxes of HΓ€agen-Dazs ice cream.
When he got home, Lin Qingyuan sorted the things he bought, put the ones that should go into the refrigerator, and let Li Xia take the remaining snacks to the coffee table in the living room.
"You go watch TV, I'll prepare my things first, and I'll cook later."
"I'll get it for you."
"No, you don't."
"Really, I can."
"I know, I'm afraid you'll help more and more."
"You do, I think, can you follow the learning?"
Lin Qingyuan was stunned and pushed her out of the kitchen, "I'll prepare my things first, and I'll go over to watch TV with you in a while." β
Li Xia had no choice but to obey his fate and went to the living room to rest.
After a while, Zhu Lanlan called and gossiped with her about Jia Yong. It turned out that after Jia Yong had a conflict with his girlfriend, Min Xiang occasionally called Zhu Lanlan.
Li Xia really didn't expect that a little girl who looked very cute was a little nervous, as if his boyfriend was the best and others had been coveting him.
Then, on the phone, she and Zhu Lanlan scolded Jia Yong for being a scumbag, she thought that this couldn't be all blamed on Min Xiang, it must be Jia Yong who didn't give his girlfriend enough security.
Li Xia was scolding happily, and saw Lin Qingyuan coming over, "Lan Lan, don't talk about it, let's talk back." β
"Who are you talking to? Look at the look of righteous indignation. β
"My good friend, you've met, the girl who came home with me during the summer vacation."
"I seem to be a little impressed. Who was the scumbag just now? Did he ever bully you? β
"No, no." I can't admit that it's the person I had a crush on before.
"By the way, do you want to see Ma Guoming's paintings?"
"Do you have one at home?"
"There are a few pairs in the pantry."
"Where's the pantry? I'm going to check it out. β
"Follow me."
Li Xia followed Lin Qingyuan to the storage room, a little dumbfounded.
In a Noda's room, there are many rows of shelves standing in a row against the wall, and between the two shelves are movable pull-out grids, and paintings are placed on each row of grids, because they are so densely placed, Li Xia really can't count how many they are.
She looked at Lin Qingyuan, as if she had met him on the first day, "Oh my God, when did you receive so many paintings?" β
"Before I knew it, I received so much."
"What the hell do you do?"
Lin Qingyuan smiled and said, "Silly girl." β
Like a curious baby, Li Xia walked around the room, not only on the shelf, but also on the ground on the side where the shelf was not placed, and it should have not had time to receive the shelf.
Lin Qingyuan: "You take your time first, I'll cook." β
"Good work."
Although I don't know whose paintings he received, it's amazing to have so many of them, and it turns out that he is really a person with treasures.
Li Xia looked at it, most of them were oil paintings, or some prints, which looked familiar.
That's right, it's Zao Wou-Ki's prints, and after she copied a batch of Zao Wou-Ki's paintings, she was already quite familiar with Zao Wou-Ki's painting style.
Although the value of prints is not as high as that of oil paintings, after all, they are the relics of the masters, and in order to obtain these works, they must have put a lot of effort into it.
Li Xia, a rookie, watched it like a fascination.
Just as he was about to push the paintings forward, he accidentally touched several paintings on the ground, and then, like dominoes, several paintings fell to the ground one after another.
Lin Qingyuan was cooking in the kitchen, heard a sound, and ran in to see that Li Xia was putting away the painting.
"I'm sorry I accidentally dropped the painting on the ground, I'll put it away right away."
Li Xia was like a child who was frightened by the transition, and she was really scared, because she was clumsy and almost broke his babies.
Lin Qingyuan also looked panicked, "I didn't hit you." β
"I'm fine."
"I'll see if it's okay."
Lin Qingyuan lifted Li Xia's trouser hem with his hand, and where Li Xiacai saw his ankle, it was scratched by the frame and bled out.
"It's okay, I'm bumping and bumping a lot, and I'll be fine in a while."
Lin Qingyuan took Li Xia to the bathroom, found the medicine box, and helped her clean her wounds.
Li Xia stared at Lin Qingyuan, his serious appearance was really handsome, and Li Xia's heart was pounding.
"Alright." Lin Qingyuan looked up at Li Xia.
Lixia's face was as red as an apple.