If you want the junior sister to accept this matter thoroughly, if it is just an external factor, it is estimated that it will be difficult to implement it for a long time.

However, last night, the junior sister didn't slap her in the face, and Xu Zhimu felt that he could really burn high incense.

Of course, last night Liu Ningqing rolled up the quilt by herself, turned her back to Xu Zhimu, and ignored him all night.

However, Xu Zhimu was still allowed to hold her from behind, pulling the quilt to cover half of her body.

The room was heated, but it wasn't too cold.

Both of them had something on their minds, and I don't know how long Xu Zhimu also fell asleep.

It's just that he just closed his eyes, and the quilt, which could only cover half of it, was slightly covered a little, and the warm and soft breath made Xu Zhimu comfortably hug the person in his arms tighter.

……

Early the next morning.

When Xu Zhimu woke up, he found that he was lying in the quilt and was tightly wrapped, and there was a sound of talking outside the door.

Xu Zhimu changed his clothes and found that the family was already sitting in the living room, and there was an LCD TV in the room, but it looked quite old.

It should be that the previous one was too lazy to move away, so it was put here.

But it's much better than those big-ass TV series in my hometown.

This will Xiao Wu is watching the cartoon with relish.

"Get up, kid." Grandma smiled and spoke.

"Everyone gets up so early, how are you still used to living here?"

Xu Zhimu looked at the spirit of the second elder, and it was still good.

After all, for ordinary people, it is unthinkable to have their own house in Kyoto in this life.

"It's good, it's warm in this city, if it's in our mountains, you have to set up a stove in the room at night, otherwise you will freeze your feet with a three-layer quilt......"

The two old men sighed that the floor heating that the city people had become accustomed to was very rare in the eyes of the two old men.

"By the way, what about Qingqing and uncle?"

"This kid went to buy breakfast, and he will be back in a while, Liu Jun has already gone to the fish stall to work."

Xu Zhimu nodded and went to the bathroom to wash up first.

I found that on the sink, towels and other things were still there, but some moisturizing and skin care things that were there yesterday are all gone.

】

But the toothpaste was still there, Xu Zhimu grabbed the toothpaste added with rose salt, opened the package and was about to brush his teeth.

The sound of the door opening came, and Liu Ningqing came back with the breakfast she bought.

Putting the food on the table, with a bag in his hand, he walked straight to the bathroom.

When Xu Zhimu saw her come in, he immediately put on a smiling face.

"Good morning."

Liu Ningqing's eyes were as calm and soft as usual, but they didn't respond to him.

Instead, he took out new skincare products and toothpaste from the bag in his hand, but these were all uniformly orange-flavored.

Liu Ningqing took out a new toothpaste and gently placed it in front of Xu Zhimu's eyes.

Xu Zhimu silently glanced at the rose-flavored toothpaste in his hand, and then looked at the orange-flavored one handed over by Liu Ningqing.

He decisively put down the one in his hand, and then picked up the one in Liu Ningqing's hand.

"I still like oranges the most."

Xu Zhimu said, squeezed a large lump of toothpaste, and began to brush his teeth.

Liu Ningqing looked at him, and finally snorted softly.

"Come out to eat after brushing your teeth."

"Order!"

……

After breakfast, the family went to buy some things.

After that, we discussed the engagement together.

According to Zheng Cheng's rules, although the engagement can also go through the normal marriage process, there are any banquets.

But the people invited are basically relatives, and there is no need to notify them from the same village or some friends.

After all, it's not a serious marriage, that is, in order to be lively in advance, it is enough for relatives to have a sense of ceremony.

Liu Ningqing's relatives in the family basically don't move around anymore.

It is estimated that the people who will come by then will basically be relatives on Xu Zhimu's side.

Of course, this matter must be discussed by Xu's father and Xu's mother.

I stayed in Kyoto for two days, and I happened to accompany Liu Ningqing to participate in the art exhibition.

met Man Jianghong, a well-known female painter, who admired Liu Ningqing very much, and even had a feeling of inheriting the mantle.

Kyoto is the center of politics and culture, and the art exhibitions held here are naturally the most profound.

Those who can come here to participate are all veteran painters who have been famous for a long time, or they have recommendations, and some big people and big bosses want to push their juniors, so they spend a lot of money on sponsorship.

After all, art is a thing, as long as you are famous, it can be said to be fragrant.

Coming here is also for gilding.

Liu Ningqing's talent is very high, but after all, he is still young, has no background and no strength, and it is impossible to participate in an art exhibition of this scale.

This is also because Manjianghong used her own name to exchange for a recommended position for Liu Ningqing.

With Manjianghong presence, the painting quickly attracted a large audience.

Liu Ningqing was surrounded by a large crowd, and at first she was a little nervous and didn't know what to say, holding the corner of her clothes, and in the face of other people's inquiries, she just stumbled and answered.

Manjianghong occasionally helped with a few sentences, but he definitely had to cultivate Liu Ningqing's ability to take charge of himself.

But in the face of so many people, Liu Ningqing always felt that she had no bottom in her heart, especially when there were many seniors who were not young, and she was a little nervous when she looked at her.

"This painting is Mr. Man's work?"

"It's still a rural theme, and it's really delicately portrayed, Mr. Man has produced another good work."

Many people saw that Manjianghong was also there, and subconsciously regarded her as the owner of this painting.

After all, Manjianghong is already famous, and he was also famous for painting rural realism at the beginning.

"Everyone guessed wrong, the painter of this painting is not me, but the rookie next to me, Liu Ningqing."

Man Jianghong smiled and spoke softly, gently pulled Liu Ningqing's arm, and gave her the position of the booth.

The audience looked at the young man in front of them, and when they noticed it just now, they thought it was Manjianghong's assistant or student or something.

But she never imagined that she was the owner of this painting.

The people present, looking at the painting, felt the simple and poor atmosphere of the mountain village from the pavement, and the depiction was very difficult to depict without personal experience.

And the girl in front of her looks introverted, but she is too young, and she looks at the thin skin and tender meat, she doesn't look like she came out of the countryside.

"This is... Mr. Man, your student? ”

"It's very young, the artistic conception of this painting is not simple, it seems that Mr. Man has taught the real power."

The focus of the people present was still on Manjianghong's body.

To be honest, many people bring their apprentices out to participate in art exhibitions, saying that they are the works of apprentices, but in fact, most of the details are created by these masters themselves.

This is the case in many industries, all in order to let their students and apprentices be praised as soon as possible, and there is a work that can suppress the reputation.

The implication is already obvious.

"Everyone really misunderstood, this painting was completely completed by herself, and even in some details, it is better than what I portrayed, and the young people now are all blue......"

Man Jianghong has seen many such scenes, and smiled and opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

It's just that Liu Ningqing's little hands are nervously clenched, and the knuckles of the clenched hands are red.

These arguments are a big psychological burden for any young person who is just about to stand on the booth.

"This willow painter, can you please explain why you created this painting?"

At this moment, a bright voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Then the crowd surged, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared.

Xu Zhimu was full of smiles, and he was still holding Xiao Wu in his hand, this will also be jumping over, just wanted to call his sister, but Xu Zhimu gently pinched his face, and suddenly quieted down honestly.

Liu Ningqing's eyes widened slightly, she came to participate in the art exhibition today, she was afraid of being nervous, so she didn't let her family come over.

Her eyes wandered in the crowd, and sure enough, not far away, her grandparents, and her father were all looking at her with relief and warmth at the moment.

"We would like to hear what your original intention of creating this painting, the scenery and people in the painting mean to you, can you please explain?"

Xu Zhimu continued to speak, with a warm and reassuring smile on his face.

The discussion present also stopped, and they all looked at Liu Ningqing and the oil painting behind her.

Liu Ningqing originally thought that the arrival of her family would make her even more nervous.

Because this is the first time she has really stood on a high-profile stage, she can't fail, and she doesn't want to disappoint her family.

But when she saw her family, she saw Xu Zhimu's eyes full of encouragement and doting, and Xiao Wu's cute appearance of raising his little fist to cheer herself up.

The panic in her heart finally eased a little.

She slowly turned her head, looked at the oil painting behind her, and took a deep breath.

She eliminated her usual weakness, and looked at the work in front of her, she also felt a little proud and proud.

"This painting is ......"

The endless deep mountains, the fields all over the mountains, the dilapidated houses, the smiling people holding the golden wheat under the scorching sun......

The composition of the whole painting is a bit drowsy, with an indescribable depression, and this lofty mountain seems to be like an encirclement, an invisible cage.

Trapping the people in the mountains in an invisible wall of air, the tangible mountains block the prosperity of the outside world, and also block the ideals of how many people yearn to stay away from the mountains.

The dilapidated house is actually a portrayal of Liu Ningqing's own.

Trapped in the mountains, surrounded by fields, the wind and rain and accidents made her heart no longer able to shelter from the wind and rain, crumbling, and wanted to walk on the verge of collapse several times.

But the old man who is still working in the fields, the younger brother, the father's work, the mother's lonely grave... It became the reason for her to persevere.

The golden wheat field became the only place in the whole painting with light.

Everyone with a smile, the old man is holding the golden wheat grain and smiling, in the corner of the picture, young men and women, are wiping sweat, smiling at each other... The boy occupies the brightest color, and he is standing just where the sun is shining.

It was as if he were the sun.

Illuminates the maiden, illuminates all of them, and brings luster to the gloomy style of the painting.

Liu Ningqing whispered, her eyes were filled with some crystal tears, and her eyes were always looking at Xu Zhimu who had been smiling warmly in the crowd.

Xu Zhimu always said that he was reborn, and always said that he was the only light in his previous life.

But she didn't know what happened in the previous life, and she didn't need to know.

She only knew that in this life, it was his appearance that brought hope to her crumbling home.

It was his appearance that finally allowed him to get out of the invisible mountain cage.

So that she can really stand in this palace of art and pursue her ideals under the sun.

Even if this light may not only shine on oneself.

Some people are like central air conditioners, but Xu Zhimu still has it.

He is sometimes like a sun, and the sun seems to shine on anyone......

But Liu Ningqing can never deny that even if that light does not belong to her, she can't deny the warmth that the light brings her.

Damn, damn scumbag......

But he was still reluctant to leave him.

Liu Ningqing's soft and delicate voice attracted more and more onlookers, and with her voice, it seemed that they also entered the scene in the painting.

That repression was taken to the extreme, and suddenly there was a light of dawn that brought salvation and hope.

"That's why I created this painting."

Her voice fell, but the audience remained silent, and after a long time, a round of applause rang out, followed by a series of deafening applause, so that most of the entire exhibition hall couldn't help but look at it.

Xu Zhimu applauded, looking at Liu Ningqing, who was hazy with tears at the moment, but seemed to be shining all over his body.

Perhaps, she should have been so shining and dazzling in the first place.

She cried and laughed and came to Xu Zhimu.

"Qingqing, you did it."

Xu Zhimu smiled and spoke, Liu Ningqing's breathing was out of rhythm, she didn't shy away from anyone's gaze, and hugged Xu Zhimu tightly.

Like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, now it finally flutters its wings and flies!

It's just that no one noticed.

In the corner of the exhibition hall, the tall red-haired figure, wearing a pair of sunglasses, silently watched all this.

She looked up, at the painting on the wall, and at the two people embracing each other.

She silently pushed her sunglasses and turned to leave.

……

Out of the exhibition.

The two old men kept wiping their tears, and the grandmother held Liu Ningqing's hand, excited and relieved.

"Sister! You're so good today! Particularly sparkling! ”

Xiao Wu clapped his hands on the side, his big smart eyes flashed, and he looked very proud.

Even Liu Jun, who was silent and silent, couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears several times.

The pride in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and he looked up at the sky.

"Splendid... Qingqing can finally open up and face the world......"

At noon, Xu Zhimu invited Manjianghong to have dinner together.

Manjianghong also felt the true feelings, saying that in a few days, she would also go to the mountain village where Liu Ningqing was located to feel the feelings.

It's all settled.

Night is also quietly falling, winter is always dark fast, just six o'clock is already covered in night.

Back in the community.

Xu Zhimu opened the drawer of the washstand, and there was the toothpaste and skin care products that Ye Luojia bought.

Although Liu Ningqing didn't want to use it, she didn't throw it away, and if she put it here, she actually had to let Xu Zhimu deal with it himself.

He used his handbag to pack it all together, and there was a breeze behind him.

The familiar fragrance came, Xu Zhimu turned around, and at this moment Liu Ningqing was already quietly standing at the door, looking at the things in his hand, her eyes flickered slightly.

"Are you going to see her again?"

Xu Zhimu looked down at the things in his hand, and finally nodded: "I want to discuss with you, after all, ......"

"I know, after all, she has helped us so much, and she is about to leave, and she has to say goodbye."

Liu Ningqing spoke softly, but Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment.

"You, agree to let me go?"

Liu Ningqing looked at him silently, and after a long time, she stretched out her hand and didn't fight down, but gently helped him sort out his collar.

"You'll be back tonight, right?"

The previous sentence is relief.

The latter sentence is a prayer.

Complex, yet reasonable.

Xu Zhimu nodded and looked at the girl in front of him.

"When I come back, will I bring you grilled sausages to eat?"

Liu Ningqing's lowered eyes moved slightly.

"Hmmm......"