I put my easel under my armpit and went out with my tools in my hand, and I met Lisa and asked, "Need help?" ”

I paused, looked at her gratefully, and said, "Thank you for helping me keep all of this and put it all together." "Because that dorm has two beds, except for me, she occasionally stays in the hotel when she's on duty.

But Lisa was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "Alice, you misunderstood, since you left, the boss has not arranged a dormitory to live in, and that dormitory has always been empty there." I didn't get those treasures of yours, they were repaired by beating and beating them inside after our boss was empty. Lisa said this, looked out, and when she saw that no one was coming in, she smiled at me in a low voice and said, "Eh, if it weren't for you, I really think our boss is interesting to you." There's no hope now, then Miss Song comes to our boss every day, alas, it's a pity. ”

I touched my nose in embarrassment, this Lisa's gossip heart is really good, and her mind is full of this kind of love.

Walking back into the hall, seeing He Zhixu talking to an old customer by the window, Lisa said: "The boss has already ordered me to send your caramel macchiato to the table over there, today you are a guest, let me serve you." ”

I laughed and walked straight into the corner and set my easel by the window.

There was indeed a cup of coffee on the table, and after helping me put my painting tools on the chair, she beckoned me to go to the hall to do something, so that I could call her again if I needed to.

I took a sip of coffee, and my smooth mouth was dry with bitterness and sweetness, which was my favorite taste.

In the time bar, including myself, I can't concoct this kind of sweet and bitter caramel macchiato, only I know how to grasp the consistency and thickness just right.

When I put down my coffee and went to get the easel on the drawing paper, I suddenly took a meal, and I thought of something and looked back at the coffee. After leaving the castle of Guxi, I guarded against anyone who came near me and the food I touched, but I drank my coffee without even hesitating. couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at He Zhixu's figure over there, he was wearing a light blue shirt and a pair of white suit pants underneath, which set off his whole person with a handsome look.

He seemed to sense my gaze, smiled at the glance, and turned back to talk to the client.

I retracted my gaze and stopped speculating about anything, I took out a pen after holding the drawing paper, and left it on the paper for a long time without thinking about what to draw.

At first, I was a little absent-minded, but gradually the voices of people around me moved away. After one piece of paper is finished, another is replaced, and all attention is devoted to the painting, and only occasionally and unconsciously serves coffee.

It wasn't until one time I went to pick up the coffee in hand and touched someone's hand that I turned my head blankly. I looked at the other party in a daze for dozens of seconds before I came back to my senses, and I didn't know when I sat next to me.

Originally, he was supposed to be looking at the painting I was resting on the table with his head down, but now he raised his eyes to look at me, because ...... My hand was gripping the palm he was holding on to the coffee cup. The reaction was slow and I don't know how many beats, so I immediately retracted my hand and said abruptly: "I'm sorry, I was too focused and didn't notice you coming." ”

He naturally took a sip of his coffee cup, and then said, "If the mood is not calm, you can continue, leave me alone." ”

Hearing this, I smiled and shook my head and said, "No." The impetuousness in my mind has dissipated, and I even feel very happy after the selfless painting just now. But after looking around, I couldn't help but be shocked: "It's dark." ”

He Zhixu smiled and teased gently: "It's not just that it's dark, the shop is closed, and you have already drunk the fifth cup of coffee." ”

I was stupid, "Time" closed at nine o'clock at the earliest, and I came only a little more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and I sat here for more than eight hours? Looking at the desktop again, there was already a stack of drawing paper there, all of which were my masterpieces of the afternoon.

Just now, He Zhixu should have lowered his head to look at my paintings, but at this time, his eyes fell on my easel, and he asked softly: "Can you tell me, why my appearance is always blurry in your paintings?" ”

Yes? I turned my head to look at the scene of "time" in a daze, and it was the scene in front of me: a man with his head bowed sitting quietly at a table, two cups of coffee, a plate of cold waffles, and a stack of drawing papers, and the surrounding environment also jumped on the paper, except for the man's face that was blank.

Looking at the paintings on the table, almost every one of them I painted was the surrounding environment, and many of them were painted with a figure, but either the back of the painting, or the front or the silhouette, I didn't paint the face.

He Zhixu laughed at himself when he saw that I didn't answer silently: "Is it that I look too hard to remember, so you can't remember what you look like when you are in a state of selflessness." ”

"How so?" I subconsciously retorted, He Zhixu's facial features may not be as deep and beautiful as Gu Xi, but his warm and clear breath is incomparable. Suddenly, I realized that I hadn't looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully before, and the general feeling was interpreted as gentle and easy to get along with, and the relationship was that of a teacher and a friend.

Seeing that half of his lips are soothing at this time, his eyes are bright and light, and there is a faint smile in his soft eyes, who says he is not handsome?

After thinking about it, I roughly understood why I didn't draw his appearance, and after making a random gesture in the air, he said: "It's not that your appearance is not easy to remember, but because you walk in front of people, and your preconceived breath makes people feel fixed, but ignores your appearance." And the breath is the most difficult thing to capture, and you know, after I entered the realm of selflessness, I painted by feeling, and the picture was also captured randomly, so I didn't draw your face. ”

He Zhixu even bent the corners of his eyes, "I'm kidding you, explain so seriously." ”

I laughed alongside me when I heard him ask, "Can these paintings stay?" I was stunned and asked with some confusion: "Do you want it?" He smiled and nodded seriously, I looked down at the paintings, they were basically really graffiti, a few of them didn't even have a scene, just a random sketch of shadows, and then a few figures on a simple table. I know that this kind of painting is called painting in the world of the eyes, that is, the eyes are fixed on the position, and only the things in the scene are seen, and everything around them is not even a foil, and all of them cannot be seen.

Looking up, he smiled at him, "If you want, I'll leave it to you." He patted the easel next to him and said, "This one will continue to stay with you, and it will be used again when I come next time." ”

"Next time?" He Zhixu groaned softly, his eyes fixed on my face, and said softly, "Okay." ”

Suddenly, I didn't dare to look into his eyes, and I avoided looking at the night outside the window, and I was shocked. Hurriedly got up and said, "It's late, I have to leave, you can go back quickly." When his eyes swept over the table, he said, "The coffee is very good, thank you." ”

Leaping over the table and taking two steps, I heard a whisper behind me, "Alice." ”

I turned my head and saw that he was still sitting in his position and did not move, his body leaned back slightly and looked up to stare at him, and his quiet gaze made me a little uneasy, afraid that he would not be able to answer what he said, but after listening to him for a while, he said, "It's too late, I'll send you back." ”

Secretly relieved, he wanted to say no, but he had already stood up from his chair, walked past me quickly, and whispered, "Wait for me for five minutes." He walked into the bar with two coffee cups in his hands, quickly washed and wiped his hands and came out to turn the chair that had not been turned over to the table.

He glanced at me and smiled.

The car was on the quiet road at night, and I thought that this was the first time I had taken a car in which I had ridden him. I naturally know the model he drives, it is a pure white Audi, low-key and unassuming, following his temperament.

However, I sat in the car and was unsettled, because when I came out, I took my phone and looked at it, not that I was surprised that it was half past ten o'clock in the evening, but the most important thing was that there were three missed calls on it, all from the same person - Gu Xi. The times were 3 p.m., 6 p.m. and 8:30 p.m., and there were no calls or text messages after that. My hand reached into my bag several times and rubbed the screen of my phone, trying to send a text message, but I always felt that if the other end was really annoyed, then it was not a matter of a text message, and it was better to wait until I returned to the apartment and explained it in person.

Originally, He Zhixu was asked to park the car outside the gate of the community, but he insisted on taking me downstairs to the apartment. I subconsciously went to look at the parking space and found that the position was empty, and I felt inexplicably lost.

After seeing the three missed calls, I always thought that he would come back to the apartment and wait after not finding me in the afternoon and evening, but it was not what I thought. In the past few days, there is only a handful of time to see him. In addition to the trip to Yunnan, there is also him. I couldn't express some uneasiness, and I couldn't control my impetuousness, and even thought about going to Yunnan a few times, since Yu knew my whereabouts so clearly, I would naturally have someone to answer and tell me what to do when I got there alone.

But reason still took over the mind, or rather, after the events of Aunt May and the trip to Brynntown, I became dependent on him.

This dependence evolves with the germination and sublimation of emotion, even though I intellectually do not want him to wade into this troubled water after thinking deeply about the dangers of the trip to Yunnan, but emotionally I want him to accompany me. This is closely related to his ability, and it is also inseparable from the desire of his heart.