Chapter Seventy-Three: Miss Su, Please Settle Your Accounts
Su Wei felt really boring, she was looking forward to it when she pushed open the classroom door. Looking forward to what forty-year-old Nam Jae-hoon said, go Xiao Wei, and when I am 28 years old, I will fall in love with you at first sight.
After that, Nam Jae-hoon told her that Nam Jae-hoon loved her all her life. But what's wrong now? Could it be that only Su Wei on the main line is loved by Nam Jae-hoon? And she's always a side line, living as her own supporting role, which is ridiculous!
There is no saddest thing in the world than the person you love who doesn't love you. It's all the more ironic that you're overwhelmed and he's thinking about working with you.
Su Wei's every painting was full of deep sadness, and when Nam Jae-hoon saw it, he said, "Don't paint expressions in the future, just be empty." ”
No, she insisted on putting her face on. Although she only had the skills of learning to paint in the college entrance examination when she was sent to school by her parents when she was in school, she still insisted on painting the facial features of each character and every sad expression.
At this time, Su Wei suddenly found that his drawings had spirituality, and each one seemed to be telling a story. The story is sad and bleak, but it is also as beautiful as a work of art.
"Get me an easel, some watercolor paint, I want to paint something I like when I rest."
"Okay" Nam Jae-hoon sent someone to buy it on the same day and put it in Su Wei's room.
Since then, Su Wei has been painting on the terrace or in the room every morning. She painted countless pieces of herself, as well as Nam Jae-hoon, whom she was deeply attracted to, and it was Nam Jae-hoon when she was forty years old.
She didn't draw his facial features, just a blurred face. Always after conceiving a background like sugar water, it is painted in a sad tone.
Nam Jae-hoon watched from afar, frowning deeply.
On this day, Nam Jae-hoon did not come, Su Wei was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and painted on the terrace, and when the last stroke of this painting that had been painted for a few days fell, there was crisp applause behind him.
She turned around in response and saw a tall foreign man standing against the door, and when Su Wei turned around, he greeted her in Korean.
Su Weihui in English, standard American English.
He said, "Hello, I'm Jon. ”
"Hello, my name is Su Wei."
"Your painting is so good, is it for sale?"
"No, I don't give it away."
"Oh, that's a shame."
Su Wei smiled and didn't talk to Jon anymore, packed up his painting tools and went back to his room.
At lunchtime, Su Wei sat by the window and ate while looking out the window. A plate was placed across from her, and she glanced up at him and nodded.
Jon sat down and talked to Su Wei, "I heard that you are Nan's fashion designer?" ”
Su Wei nodded and didn't say anything, but heard Jon say again: "I went to Nam Jae-hoon's wedding, and many people in the Nan clan are here, and I haven't seen you?" ”
Su Wei's movements froze, and Jon saw that her mood was wrong, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I may have said the wrong thing." ”
"It's okay, after all, getting married is a happy event, isn't it, drinking, I should also celebrate President Nan." Su Wei came to his senses and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Okay," Jon called the waiter and ordered two glasses of wine. The waiter turned around to leave, but Su Wei stopped her in English and said, "Beer, come with six cans." ”
The waiter turned around and asked Jon, "Sir, do you still want red wine?" ”
Jon waved his hand, "No, just bring the beer." ”
Su Wei started laughing but didn't say anything when she drank two cans, and after drinking the third can, she asked Jon, "Can you go to my room and drink it?" I don't have much to drink, though. There was very little fruit in the hotel, and my boss didn't let them provide it to me. ”
"I have snacks, wait for me to get them, which room do you live in?"
"203, I'll have someone bring a beer, you can find me there later."
Su Wei tried not to let himself shake, but he still couldn't help but hit the wall from time to time, so he stumbled back to the room.
She changed into a white hooded sweatshirt and a pair of white coral fleece pants covered with bunny motifs, and sat on the carpet waiting for Jon.
Jon brought a few snacks when he came, and said to Su Wei: "I asked people to go into the city to buy them, I'll send you some snacks and fill your refrigerator." ”
"Thank you, but I don't have anything to give you, my money won't be settled until it's a full year."
Jon sat across the coffee table opposite Su Wei and asked curiously, "Then what do you usually do with money?" ”
Su Wei smiled bitterly: "What can I do with money?" The boss of the meal is in charge, and I don't have to pay for living here, I have my own clothes, do I still need money? ”
Jon opened a can of beer and handed it to her: "You design a good fashion, will you wear it yourself?" ”
Su Wei took a sip of beer, wiped his mouth and said, "I haven't even seen a single piece of the clothes I designed, how can I wear them?" Yes? You tell me, how do I wear it? ”
"You, would you like some ice cream?" Jon didn't know how to answer her anymore.
Su Wei smiled, laughed and cried: "I love ice cream when I'm sad, but this place only provides me with my normal three meals a day, because they said that they said that the president didn't explain it." ”
"I ask you, wait for me." Jon walked out quickly, and after a while, he took the ice cream and came back and put it in front of Su Wei.
She scooped a big spoonful and put it in her mouth, her mouth full of ice cream, and she laughed almost maniacally, "Do you know how long it's been since I've eaten this?" I don't have anything here, nothing you know? ”
Su Wei didn't know that she had been speaking Chinese since she was drunk, Jon hadn't reminded her, and he also spoke fluent Chinese.
There was only one cup of ice cream, and after eating it, Su Wei asked for it, but Jon didn't dare to give it to her again. She grabbed the snack and stuffed it into her mouth, crying as she ate.
"Don't eat it, don't eat it." Jon snatched the snack bag and patted Su Wei, who was choking on the back.
She was so drunk that night, and she didn't know what she had said afterwards. Jon kept watch over her all night, and when she looked for water, he gave her warm water. She was going to throw up, so he took her to the bathroom.
Help her pack everything up and put her in bed.
When she got up early, Su Wei woke up very early, and she turned over and got out of bed at just after four o'clock, and saw Jon sitting on the chair next to the bed dozing: "Jon, thank you, go back to sleep, I'm fine." ”
Jon opened his eyes in a daze, and it took a while to understand, and he stood up and rubbed his face: "I'll go back to sleep if you're okay, and call me if there's something, I'm in the westernmost room on the second floor, which is the same as 201 and the largest one." ”
"Good"
After Jon went back, Su Wei took a shower, and the bathroom was cleaned up by Jon, and there was no disgusting smell.
After changing his clothes, Su Wei found water and poured it hard, and then went out to the terrace to blow the wind. Breakfast time has not yet arrived, and no one in this hotel will provide her with meals at special times.
Su Wei was hungry and dizzy at this moment, and his headache seemed like he was about to explode.
Breakfast was not served until seven o'clock, and Su Wei was the first to arrive at the restaurant. I don't know why, the restaurant waiter was not enthusiastic about her, and after Su Wei ordered breakfast, what she delivered was not what Su Wei wanted.
The explanation she gave was: "The president's family will come over today, and they are too busy to do so much. ”
In front of Su Wei, there was a bowl of rice, a bowl of kimchi soup, a few shreds of beef, and two plates of kimchi.
She smiled and soaked the rice in the soup, and ate half a bowl of kimchi.
But when she saw that there were still a few guests coming to dine, they all ordered their own food, and she was the only one who couldn't order, right?
Before she was about to leave, the waiter came over and said, "Miss Su, please settle yesterday's beer money, this is not within the scope of the staff meal." ”
It turned out that she was eating a staff meal, which meant that it was the same as washing the sheets on the floor, Su Wei nodded: "You write it down first, I will settle it when my salary is paid." ”
"I'm sorry Miss Su, the hotel doesn't allow arrears, and it's hard for us to do it. If you don't settle today, I will personally pay for you when you turn back, I hope you can understand. ”
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