Chapter 22: Portraits
Xu Jiheng saw Zhao Yu'an's eyes with heavy sadness, he quickly made himself seem to have calmed down, and said, "There is no need to mention the past, I don't need to blame you, the past is gone, no matter how much I remember, I can't change anything, I don't want to easily recall the past, I haven't seen each other for many years, since you and I have our own lives, then don't easily disrupt it, it's not easy to make trouble." β
Xu Jiheng really didn't want to see Zhao Yu'an so much at this time, if he could, it would be best not to see him again in the future.
This is his first playmate as a child, but no matter how deep his emotions are, they have long faded with time, not to mention that he and Zhao Yu'an have only met so many times. In the past few years in the Zhou Mansion, his life is not unfulfilling, although he still thinks of Zhao Yu'an occasionally, and remembers that he said to himself that he will not come to the Zhou Mansion again in the past few years, and if he is free, he can go to him at any time.
In the first year of living in Zhoufu, Xu Jiheng didn't have the idea of looking for Zhao Yu'an, but after the birth of Lixuan and Yining, he also occupied a lot of his energy, and over time, such thoughts faded away. After thinking about it, it was just that Zhao Yu'an and himself had a similar temperament and were very compatible.
Seeing each other again now can only remind him of the fact that everyone in the Zhou Mansion no longer exists, constantly reminding each other that the good things in the past have long since dissipated, and neither of them can be easy, so why bother to ask for hardship.
Zhao Yu'an smiled bitterly and said, "Since Ji Heng thinks that we don't want to meet again easily, then let's do it, just know that you are okay now, and it is not in vain that I have been looking for you for so long." β
Xu Jiheng paused for a moment when he heard Zhao Yu'an's last sentence, but he didn't ask any more, but said, "Then don't leave it at all." β
"That being the case, Ji Heng won't even want to help me paint a painting, in addition to really wanting to see you, I really want to ask you for a painting." Zhao Yu'an said again.
Xu Jiheng looked at Zhao Yu'an and did not speak.
Zhao Yu'an said with bitterness in his words: "It's me who is messing around, if Ji Heng really doesn't want to, then just leave it." β
Xu Jiheng was silent for a moment and said, "What to paint?" β
Zhao Yu'an also fell silent suddenly, he shrugged the corners of his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Xu Jiheng, pulled the corners of his mouth, and made a forced smile, "I'm tired of you making a painting for my mother, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't dare to brush easily, Jiheng's painting skills are much better than mine, so please draw a picture for her." β
Xu Jiheng glanced at Zhao Yu'an, pursed his lips, and still didn't ask more, only said: "Tell me about Lingtang's appearance characteristics." β
After the two finished talking about the matter related to the portrait first, and made an appointment to take the painting, Xu Jiheng left without looking back, Zhao Yu'an threw him a lot of questions, but he didn't follow the line, he didn't want to ask more about other people's things, and he didn't have the interest to ask.
Seeing this, Fu Rusi was indeed a little puzzled, Xu Jiheng was so salty and indifferent now, and even a little indifferent, I don't know what means Zhao Yu'an used to change Xu Jiheng's attitude towards him later.
Zhao Yu'an is no longer as sincere as he was a child, and the bystanders are clear, Fu Rusi only feels that Zhao Yu'an at this time is like a mask with layers on his face, which can confuse others and make others unable to see through.
The agreement between the two is still this teahouse, Zhao Yu'an didn't speak for a long time when he got the painting, he looked at the ununfolded painting on the table, and reached out for a long time before reaching out to take it.
Xu Jiheng saw that his painted hand was trembling slightly, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, without making a sound, and without any extra expression.
Zhao Yu'an carefully picked up the painting, as if he was treating some fragile product, he smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I'm tired of it, I don't appreciate it." β
Xu Jiheng said: "If this painting is not in line with your mind, I can use it to modify it again." β
Although Xu Jiheng didn't want the two to meet too much, perhaps out of professional cultivation, he had to add this sentence more.
"Why do you need to say this, I am relieved of Jiheng's paintings."
"Then I'll take my leave."
Xu Jiheng got up and wanted to leave, but Zhao Yu'an hurriedly stopped him, and said helplessly: "I know Jiheng, you don't want to see me, but you work hard to paint for me, and I haven't given you the reward you deserve." β
Xu Jiheng said calmly: "This painting bento should be a gift from me to you." β
Zhao Yu'an lowered his head and said in a low voice: "What kind of meeting gift, I'm afraid you don't want to see me again." β
Xu Jiheng didn't answer, Zhao Yu'an was indeed a little mean and unreasonable today, he seemed to suddenly react, quickly stood up, and explained: "Jiheng don't take my words seriously, I'm not in a good state today, and I've brought you a bad mood, I'm sorry, I hope you don't worry about me." β
There was a dark red in Zhao Yu'an's eyes, Xu Jiheng looked at him, and hesitated: "You..."
Zhao Yu'an pretended not to care, but a wry smile appeared on his lips, "Today is my mother's sacrifice day, if Ji Heng doesn't mind, can he stay for a while." β
Xu Jiheng hadn't answered yet, but Zhao Yu'an couldn't maintain the expression on his face anymore, "Even if you don't say anything, it's good to sit here with me for a while." β
Xu Jiheng has never seen Zhao Yu'an like this, he seems to have a smiling face born with a smile in his eyes, and his eyes should be smiling all the time, but now he is so sad and sad, which makes Xu Jiheng a little unaccustomed.
said that they were sitting for a while, but the two of them really just did it for a while, and a person who looked like a small guy hurriedly ran upstairs in a hurry, shouting: "Young master!" Why are you still here! β
Zhao Yu'an held the painting in his arms, and sneered when he heard the words, "I'm not here, where should I be?" β
The little maid is about to die, "Today is Madame's birthday, the master told you a few days ago that you must not be late today, and now all the guests are almost here, but the young master you have not arrived yet, and the master may not teach you a lesson in the future!" β
Zhao Yu'an said sharply: "Madam? Where did the lady come from in Zhao's mansion? β
He suddenly laughed again and said, "There are so many people who have come to my mother's funeral banquet today? β
The little guy immediately looked around and persuaded bitterly: "Ouch, my good young master, you can't say this, you don't know the temper of the master, if this word reaches his ears today, you will have to suffer again!" β
Zhao Yu'an looked at the frightened little guy, and mocked: "What are you afraid of, today is the birthday of the so-called lady in your mouth, and I don't know which one it will be in the future, I don't embarrass you, you go back to pay the errand earlier, just say that I am drunk and died outside today, and I can't go." β
The little guy didn't follow, he wanted to take Zhao Yu'an back, Zhao Yu'an didn't see this person, the little guy had no choice, so he could only go back and hand over the drudgery earlier.
Zhao Yu'an looked at Xu Jiheng on the side and said, "Let you see the joke." β
Xu Jiheng shook his head, and the two stopped talking again.
Whether it is Zhao Yu'an, who is full of sadness between his eyebrows and eyes, or Zhao Yu'an, who is a little aggressive, Xu Jiheng is seeing it for the first time today.
Zhao Yu'an propped up the corners of his forehead, and said in a low voice after a while: "Today is my willfulness, delaying your time, you go and do your business." β
"Condolences."
Zhao Yu'an smiled and did not speak.
Xu Jiheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated, but still turned around and left.
A few days later, he went to the town to sell the herbs, and went to Brother Zhao's shop again, and said goodbye to Brother Zhao, and not long after he came out, he saw Zhao Yu'an in an alley.
Zhao Yu'an's body was full of wine, he walked with his head down, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a down-and-out young master, and he didn't look up at anyone when he bumped into Xu Jiheng, he staggered back two steps, and said sorry in a calm voice.
Xu Jiheng held him up and called his name.
Zhao Yu'an first subconsciously took a cool breath, and then raised his head suddenly, his eyes were a little dark, it seemed that he hadn't slept for many days, he stared at Xu Jiheng tightly, as if he had seen some savior.
Xu Jiheng sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly let go of him, hesitated for a moment, and gently rolled up Zhao Yu'an's sleeves.
Xu Jiheng suddenly remembered that the little guy who came to Zhao Yu'an that day said that if he didn't go to the birthday banquet soon, the old man would give him a good look again.
I see.
Zhao Yu'an retracted his hand, put down his sleeves, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it." β
Xu Jiheng looked at Zhao Yu'an, and suddenly felt a little unbearable, and he didn't think much about it, so he said, "Come home with me and deal with the wound." β
Zhao Yu'an knew that if he resigned, Xu Jiheng would really follow him, so he nodded and followed Xu Jiheng.
Xu Jiheng's residence is unknown except for Brother Zhao, and Zhao Yu'an is the second guest to come to this place.
After arriving home, Xu Jiheng did not delay, and after Zhao Yu'an sat down, he took the ointment from the room and put it on Zhao Yu'an, the ointment was cool, and when it was rubbed on the wound, Zhao Yu'an subconsciously retracted his hand, and then gritted his teeth and endured it.
After taking the medicine, Zhao Yu'an met Xu Jiheng's gaze, squeezed out a smiling face, and said, "I'm troublesome Jiheng again, thank you." β
Xu Jiheng put the ointment on the table and said, "If you don't want to, don't be strong." β
Zhao Yu'an seemed to have suddenly lost the courage to pretend to be any longer, and sat there with his head bowed without saying a word.
Xu Jiheng didn't think that he would bring Zhao Yu'an back to this place one day, he more or less guessed what happened to Zhao Yu'an, he never comforted people, and he didn't want to say those useless scenes, so he also fell silent.
After a long time, Zhao Yu'an's voice became hoarse, "If Jiheng is free, can you help me paint another portrait?" β
Xu Jiheng nodded and responded, "Hmm." β
Zhao Yu'an clenched his fists, "It's me who is useless, I couldn't protect my mother in the past, and now I can't even protect the portrait." β
Maybe it was because he drank wine, or maybe it was because Xu Jiheng was next to him, which made him feel at ease, Zhao Yu'an spoke intermittently.
It's a somewhat clichΓ©d story.
Before Zhao Yu'an was twelve years old, although his father was a little strict, he was very good to both him and his mother, and then his father gradually got tired of his mother, so he married several side houses one after another, and his mother was also pampered since childhood