Ning Jun and Yuan Ben didn't talk about anything, at that time, one of them was worried and the other had no position, but they just had a polite meeting wrapped in a warm coat in the corridor of the hospital. But after Yuan Ben left, Xu Douxiao quickly recovered, quit smoking and drinking, and maintained his health, as if someone had uprooted the little poison in his heart, Ning Jun had an unexplained natural superstition and regarded Yuan Ben as a savior in a sense.

"I always felt that he was the noble person in my life, and after meeting him, everything was going in a good direction."

Xu Douxiao looked at her sweet smile, and only felt full of guilt.

He likes Ning Jun, there is no doubt about it, otherwise he would not have put a ring on her, but this liking seemed so weak after seeing Yuan Ben. He was like the teenager who hid behind the bookshelf and peeked out many years ago, eager to imprint his every move in his mind. knew that there was no result, but he refused to leave.

They stand in front of a golden painting of a man and a woman kissing affectionately on a golden meadow, none other than Klimt's classic "The Kiss"

"It's an imitation." Thomas explains, not without regret, "The visual symbol of Vienna is hard to lend. ”

"I've always wanted to hang a painting of Klimt in my house."

"It's a little sad as a wedding decoration." Thomas

"I admire Schiller more than Klimt, who is narcissistic and sensitive."

"The frequency with which he paints self-portraits is really the same as the frequency with which you post selfies." Yuan Ben complained, "I can't appreciate his distorted body lines, at least Klimt's beauties are real beauties." ”

"Even if you break your neck?"

"That's the speculation of you art critics, I think it's just a painting technique."

"Even if you really break your neck, it's a beautiful painting." Ning Jun took a sip of the champagne in her hand, "She knelt on the edge of the cliff to show complete trust and intoxication, love is full of, how to say, dedication." ”

"I think he is holding her like Salome holding St. John's head, crazy and terrifying." Thomas shook his head, he had always felt that love should be equal and happy, and he didn't quite agree with the hints and sadness in Klimt's paintings, he asked Xu Douxiao, who had been standing next to him, "Mr. Xu, what do you think?" ”

"Me?" Xu Douxiao, who had been in a fugue during their conversation, was a little confused, like a student who was suddenly named while sleeping in class, he thought about it and said tentatively, "It's ...... Expensive? ”

Thomas was stunned by his straightforward speech, while Yuan Ben and Ning Jun laughed unabashedly.

"Yuan Ben is right, my dear, you really can only be a gold master." Ning Jun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "And you must be accompanied by a trusted advisor to be allowed to enter this field." ”

"Didn't I already have you with me?"

"Yes, yes, I have to take care of you, otherwise it will be embarrassing for others to find out that Yuan Ben's good friend is like this."

She took Xu Douxiao by the hand and followed Thomas' guidance to one of his favorite paintings. Egon Schiller's "Death and the Maiden", the men and women in the painting have slender hands and feet, distorted postures, and strong colors, the girl hugs the Grim Reaper tightly, her hair covers her eyes, and she can't see sadness and joy, but the remaining facial features outline a subtle expression, attachment, tranquility, and reluctance, while the expression of the Grim Reaper is full of resistance and struggle.

This painting was painted after Schiller broke up with his girlfriend Willy, and some people say that he loved Willy deeply, but chose his fiancée Alice for financial reasons. However, some people say that Schiller just likes the new and hates the old. Whatever the truth is, he finally chooses to use a combination of death and a maiden to show their relationship. ”

"Schiller's way of announcing the breakup is interesting, he takes his fiancée and asks his girlfriend to meet her in the store he frequents, tells her that he wants to marry another woman, and promises power with a note," Thomas said in a posturing tone, "I promise that I will be with you for a few weeks every year." ”

"He takes himself seriously, and he can say so deeply and deeply when he steps on two boats." Ning Jun shook his head, feeling unjust for his power, "This kind of person even has a lot of effort to hate him." ”

"Power thinks the same way, but for being able to declare in words at the beginning of the relationship: I am not in love with anyone in this world, I must be a maverick, maybe for her, love and cohabitation are not the same."

"She's just going to let it go," Yuan Ben sighed, "You see, it's obvious that Schiller has abandoned his power, but Schiller is deeply uneasy and hesitant, while people who have nothing can face it calmly. ”

"However, no matter who is right or wrong, life, youth, and love are not all taken away by death." Yuan Ben shrugged, "This painting is really interesting. ”

This painting is indeed very interesting, Xu Douxiao thought, he looked at the appearance of the god of death trying to break free but did not dare to move, and involuntarily stroked the girl's hair but lost his voice because he noticed the loss of feelings.

No matter how much I have to say goodbye.

He remembered that in the early morning of two years ago, he drove back from the hospital, and was physically and mentally exhausted by the hysteria of Xu's mother.

"Why are you standing here?" Xu Douxiao opened the co-pilot's door and asked him to come up quickly, "Forgot to bring the key?" Why don't you call me? ”

Yuan Ben sat in the co-pilot and let out a long sigh: "Dou Xiao, let's talk." ”

Xu Douxiao was frightened by his ugly face, his eyes were blue, his lips were dry, and he was depressed: "What's the matter, can't you go home and talk about it?" ”

"Let's talk about it here." He coughed and made up his mind, "Dou Xiao, let's break up." ”

"Why?"

"I know you're a love saint, and you'll never say anything about breaking up, you can't say it, I'll say it. Xu Douxiao, let's break up. Yuan Ben's slender hand picked at the seat belt, and he didn't look at Xu Douxiao.

"I don't agree."

"You're so tired, and I'm too tired."

"I don't agree."

"Xu Douxiao, that's your parents."

"I don't agree."

Xu Douxiao couldn't hear what Yuan Ben said, he could only repeat this sentence mechanically, over and over again, his voice became louder and louder, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"I disagree!" He roared, hugging Yuan Ben tightly and not letting go.

But so what?

They broke up anyway.

No matter how much I have to say goodbye.

"Honey, honey." Ning Jun shook his hand and called him out of his memory, "Yuan Ben is talking to you." ”

"Huh?" Xu Douxiao came back to his senses and looked at him embarrassedly, "I just thought about something else, I'm sorry." ”

"It doesn't matter, it's because our exhibition work is not done well, so that this guest can't feel the charm of art."

"I'm not...... You know my ......."

"Just kidding, old Xu." Yuan Ben patted him on the shoulder affectionately, "Thomas and I have other things, so I won't accompany you, and we will meet again when we have time." ”

"Okay, we'll get back together sometime." Xu Douxiao nodded, and watched him and Thomas leave together, shoulder to shoulder, beyond the distance that a friend should have.

"They're so sweet." Ning Jun sighed, "It's really enviable to be good-looking, have a good personality, and have a sense of art." ”

"Indeed."

"You're doing well today, too. performed very well, remember to get together with Yuan Ben. ”

"I see, Miss Ning."

He is a liar, so he won't contact him, Yuan Ben is also a liar, he didn't even leave new contact information for himself.

"I feel like a scumbag." No matter how unsmooth Gu Shao's emotional path is, Xu Douxiao is still the first to think of him.

The other party replied in seconds: "What's the situation?" Have you rekindled your old relationship with Yuan Ben? Shocked JPG."

"......" Xu Douxiao didn't want to pay attention to him, but there was no other choice.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I went to Yuan Ben's exhibition with Ning Jun today. ”

"Then do you want to show off with a good current to a scumbag ex? Grows up yo jpg."

"Yuan Ben is not a scumbag."

"Is that your point? He's not a scumbag, who bent you, made you give up your green card in the United States, and patted your ass and walked away after making a mess of your family? ”

"Not what you think."

Xu Douxiao had never talked to anyone about what had happened in the last year of his and Yuan Ben, even Gu Yue, who was the closest to him, only knew that his parents didn't approve of it, 'because this matter was not very pleasant at home'. Gu Yue saw Yuan Ben's departure and his own sinking, his reaction was reasonable, and he was really powerless to open the wounds of the past to explain, after all, the language was too pale, and his friend felt that he was blinded by Yuan Ben's lard.

"Yuan Ben invited you?"

"No, it's his partner. Ning Jun invited by Thomas. ”

"I see."

Xu Douxiao looked at the [as expected] emoji sent by the other party and was full of questions.

"What do you mean?"

"Xu Shao, don't you understand this? Although you don't want to show off in front of your current ex, some people are in a hurry to confirm their status in front of their ex. ”

"You mean Thomas did it on purpose."

"Didn't you hear what Wang Xiaoxiao said yesterday? The past is like smoke, we must grasp the happiness of the present and leave a way for everyone to go. ”

"Oh."

"By the way, why do you call yourself a scumbag?"

Xu Douxiao didn't reply, staring at the phone screen until it automatically hibernated, the past was like smoke, it turned out that the past was like smoke in Yuan Ben's place. Thomas is a good choice, he is handsome and personable, he and Yuan Ben have common topics, they can help each other at work, and most importantly, the British's parents will not force each other to die.

They are not people on the same road.

After all this time, he would still be heartbroken by this sentence.