During the summer vacation of my junior year, I got a job as an assistant to the gallery manager from a job posting on the door of the Academy of Fine Arts' cafeteria.

The gallery manager is a woman with a lot of grace.

When I received my salary for the first time, she looked at me with a smile and asked me if I had already painted a human body in the Academy of Fine Arts, and she made a point of emphasizing that it was a man's body.

I nodded and said I had painted it, but I didn't understand why she was asking this suddenly.

The female manager continued, she had seen what I had drawn, knew that I had good basic skills, and she was also very satisfied with my work performance during this time, so she wanted to give me a special job with a bit of a challenge to see if I would like to try it.

She also emphasized at the end that I would get a lot of money if I did a good job.

I'm really happy to hear that there is a lot of money, because what I need most now is money, the graduation project that I am preparing for, and the preparation for that event, I really need money.

I didn't think much about it and replied thank you manager, I do.

Thinking about my reaction at the time, I was really crazy about money, and I didn't know anything and agreed with her like that.

At half past one on Saturday afternoon, the sun was shining, and I knocked on the door of the female manager's house on time.

She opened the door and let me in, and led me into a large room, where a ready-made easel was placed in front of the door, and a half-meter-high blank frame had been erected on it.

Did you ask me to paint?

The female manager told me with a strong look in her eyes that she wanted me to draw a picture for her, but there were two people in this picture, and after saying that, she patted me on the shoulder and asked me to prepare first, and she and the other person immediately came over to pose.

I sat down in front of the blank canvas, and I guessed

Hit. But I soon felt a strange feeling in my heart, I thought that the other person the female manager was talking about would be a man.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, a man in a white bathrobe walked in with the female manager.

I was careful not to look at them, but I could feel in my eyes that this man and woman were on the chaise longue opposite me.

I inhaled secretly, and finally understood why the female manager asked me if I had ever drawn a man's body that day, and she wanted to ......

Who is this man? Her husband, lover...... No matter who it was, I was shocked by the female manager's behavior, I didn't expect her to have such a hobby.

But I quickly calmed down, and I realized that I didn't need to know why the female manager was like this, and I didn't need to know who the man was, all I had to do was draw as I was asked to and get paid for it.

I looked up at the two people in front of me.

The female manager sat on the man's lap, the man's hand was naturally on the female manager's shoulder, he hung his head, I couldn't see his specific face, but I vaguely felt that there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

My hands shook a little, and I almost dropped my oil brush on the heavy carpet beneath my feet.

The man's body and demeanor...... How could it be, I must have been dazzled.

Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, I told myself that I was starting to hallucinate again. When I opened my eyes again, the female manager was looking at me and said gently, let's start drawing.

I muttered a vague answer, and raised my pen to the thumping of my heartbeat, and my eyes had to look at the face again.

The man still didn't look up.

Half an hour later.

The paintbrush in his hand depicts a man's beautiful lines

As I figured out, I finally heard his voice, caught in the giggling laughter of the female manager.

"Isn't it time to rest, my legs are numb."

The female manager continued to smile and got up, looked at me and said take a break, and then walked over to me.

"Come and have a look, by the way, you've learned to draw before......" The female manager put her hand on my shoulder and beckoned the man to come over.

The man put on the pure white bathrobe and walked slowly behind me, stopping next to the female manager.

I can't remember what they said behind me, but I remember that day I was surprisingly fast, and I was in a state of drawing

It will be so good, after more than three hours of basically finishing the draft, the female manager is quite satisfied with me, and she made an appointment to continue next Saturday.

When I was silently packing up my painting tools, the female manager's cell phone rang, and she answered and walked out of the room, leaving only me and the man in the room.

The man put on his bathrobe unhurriedly and walked past me, but I finally couldn't hold back, looked up at him and asked, Is it you.

He didn't stop at all, and just as I was about to continue asking, I heard the voice of the female manager calling out to him.

"Hey! Yan Shen, hurry up and change your clothes, we have to go out immediately!"

The man didn't answer me, he said yes to the female manager, and walked straight out.

And I don't need to hear his answer anymore, the female manager just called out his name, and he is still the same name.

But how could it be him.

Twenty minutes later, I left the female manager's house in her SUV, and Yan Shen was also in the car.

The female manager asked me where I was going, and I said just put me at the door of the academy

kept looking at Yan Shen, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

I tried to connect the Yan Shen in my memory with the man in front of me. In court seven years ago, Yan Shen's resolute back made me have to believe that my fate with him was so broken in this life.

But the reunion came so absurdly and rudely.

At this time, the sound of a mobile phone suddenly sounded in the car, and I saw Yan Shen in the passenger seat picking up the mobile phone and looking at it, and the female manager who was driving also glanced at him sideways.

Yan Shen whispered something to the female manager, and the car quickly stopped on the side of the road, Yan Shen opened the door and got out of the car, and answered the phone with his back to us on the side of the road.

The female manager looked back at me, raised her hand and pointed at Yan Shen outside the car, and said that I should not have any psychological burden because of the things I came to paint today, like the one I painted for her today, she has already finished several paintings, and the male protagonist in each painting is different, this Yan Shen is the latest.

"*** people's hardcore, haha!" The female manager made no secret of the satisfaction on her face, and the pleasure of being satisfied was unobstructed.

Soon she continued, "You don't know, a lot of people with financial strength like to play like this recently, you take us to practice first, if you can, I will introduce you to more customers in the future, the remuneration is very considerable, just keep your mouth shut, and we will sign a confidentiality agreement later...... I'm optimistic about you."

I smiled silently, what could I say.

My mind was not at all on this so-called new way of playing for rich people, and I didn't think much about why the female manager would give me such a good opportunity to make money.

Yan Shen opened the car door and came back at this time, and I heard him say to the female manager in a calm voice, his best friend is out

It's a matter of time, I have to hurry over and I can't accompany the female manager.

I stared intently at Yan Shen, his best friend...... Someone's name popped up in my head quickly.

The female manager was not unhappy, and after instructing Yan Shen to contact him at any time if necessary, she watched him take a taxi with me, and soon disappeared into the evening street.

The female manager sent me back to the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts and left, and when I walked towards the small house I rented behind the Academy of Fine Arts, I always felt uncomfortable, and after hesitating again and again, I still found the number and called.

The phone rang for a long time before anyone answered, and I was just relieved to speak, but an unexpected voice came from the receiver that was not the owner of the number, "Haohui can't answer the phone, he ...... more than an hour ago Jumped from home."

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