After Fang Yi was busy with her sister's wedding, she returned to the studio to play with and appreciate her new progress. Now Fang Yi has begun to incorporate light into her works, although she is now facing a person who was originally closed.
There is a slight gap in the door, but now that there is a small gap, is it still far from being completely open?
After waiting for a few days of vacation, Fang Yi was painting his own paintings in the studio when he heard the phone on the painting cabinet ring.
"Who's calling so late?" He muttered, picked up the phone, and saw that it was Mu Jin.
"Still not sleeping so late?" Fang Yi said immediately as he waited for the phone call to come through.
Mu Jin was silent for a moment and said, "I want to see you. I have something to tell you!".
"Now? You're in Mingzhu!" Fang Yi said in surprise immediately after hearing this: "Even if we drive there, it will still be tomorrow morning!".
"I didn't go back to school. I'm waiting for you at the gate of my community." Mu Jin hung up the phone after saying this.
Fang Yi listened to the beeping sound coming from the phone, glanced at it and said, "What is it that we can't talk about tomorrow?" He wiped his hands and walked towards the yard.
Driving the car, Fang Yi ran towards the entrance of Mu Jin's community. When he was approaching the door, he found Mu Jin standing alone on the platform not far from the community.
After pulling the car over and watching Mu Jin get into the car, Fang Yi asked directly: "What happened? We can't talk about it tomorrow! Didn't you say you went back to school? Have you recovered from your illness?".
"I didn't go back to school, and I'm not sick!" Mu Jin sat in the passenger seat of the car and said quietly while looking at the dim street lights not far in front of her.
Fang Yi listened and said with a smile: "Then why did you lie to me? I was blamed by my sister for a long time. Why didn't I go and see you first?"
Mu Jin did not answer, nor did he turn his head to look at Fang Yi's face. He still stared at a street lamp in front of him and said softly: "I want to tell you something. I'm afraid if I don't say it today, I will hesitate again tomorrow.
Get up!".
"What's going on? You said I was listening!" Fang Yi smiled and patted the steering wheel and said.
"Let's break up!" After a few seconds of silence, Mu Jin opened her mouth and uttered this sentence with difficulty. When she finished speaking, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Hmm!" Fang Yi subconsciously agreed, and then realized something was wrong: "Hmm~!? What did you say?" After speaking, he frowned slightly and looked at Mu Jin in disbelief.
Mu Jin did not repeat what he just said, but continued: "I like Fang Yi when he is not in front of painting. The Fang Yi who can sit behind my desk and hold my hair to help me braid in class. That Fang Yi
As soon as he saw me, Fang Yi had a smile on his face, slight dimples on his lips, and was a little cute. His eyes were bright."
Having said this, he turned his head and looked at Fang Yi, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed Fang Yi's face with his palm: "Who are you? You have made my lover gone! Although you have his
The body has no heart!" After saying this, the tears in his eyes flowed down his cheeks so calmly. There was no sadness on his face, but only confusion, and he murmured softly.
Fang Yi looked at Mu Jin and felt a pain in his heart for no reason. He stretched out his hands and gently tried to wipe away the tears on Mu Jin's face and said, "Why are you so stupid! Am I not that Fang Yi?"
What's the difference?" Who knew that the more he wiped his hands, the faster the tears would fall on Mu Jin's face.
"You are not him!" Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi's face and said decisively: "I don't want to be an artist's wife. I don't want you to sell a painting for hundreds of thousands or millions! I just want you to change back to me.
Lover!".
At this point, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he put his hands on both sides of Fang Yi's cheeks and said loudly and quickly: "Can you stop drawing? As I said before, when you graduate, let your uncle do it.
How about you find a job as a civil servant and we can live a peaceful and stable life?"
After Fang Yi heard this, his hands on Mu Jin's face froze. A look of pain immediately appeared on his face: "Do you want me to give up painting?".
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Mu Jin nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! Let's go to work together every morning, and then chat and watch TV together in the evening. Do you agree? We will have two more children in the future. Big
My daughter’s name is Fang Mujin! A daughter who can play with her younger brother.”
Fang Yi looked into Mu Jin's eyes and said, "If I give up everything I have now, what's the difference between living and dying?".
Fang Yi's words immediately made the sparks in Mu Jin's eyes disappear without a trace, and the hands that were placed on Fang Yi's cheeks also retracted: "Why am I being stupid! You won't give up! It's in your hands.
Your heart is more important than anything else, it is everything to you, even more important than your own life!”.
"Why do you want me to give up? Why do we have to break up if you don't give up? Why can't I have both?" Fang Yi asked, looking at Mu Jin.
"Because I can't be the wife of an artist!" Mu Jin shook her head gently and said, "I'm just an ordinary girl who doesn't know much about art. Even though I've been taking art appreciation for almost a year, I can't see it.
What's so good about those paintings! I can't understand why a painting can be sold for tens of millions! I just want to go shopping with my boyfriend in normal times, walk hand in hand on the street, or watch
A movie, or going to a business
I walked around the garden twice. From time to time, it allowed me to be a little bit unpretentious and tolerate my little willfulness. Instead of sitting alone in front of the TV, I could only talk to two dogs a day. And my boyfriend
He only knows how to immerse himself in the studio and keep playing with his paintings! Because he can't see anything in his eyes! Only his own techniques and colors. He can't see that his girlfriend beside him is enduring the pain of looking at it.
The loneliness of not having hope!”.
"If you want to watch a movie or go shopping, just tell me?" Fang Yi was confused: "How can I know if you don't tell me?"
Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi and asked: "Didn't I say that? How many times have I told you that we should chat? When have you heard it now? You promised without even looking at it, and then turned your attention to
On your own canvas!”.
After hearing this, Fang Yi thought for a moment and sighed. After thinking for two or three minutes, he asked, "Are you really determined to break up?".
After hearing what Fang Yi said, Mu Jin closed her eyes and nodded. Two tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Fang Yi stretched out his hand and wiped away two tears again: "I agree! But please stop crying, I feel uncomfortable watching it."
Gently pressing Fang Yi's hands, Mu Jin pushed open the car door, put his feet on the ground, paused for a moment without turning around and said to Fang Yi: "Goodbye artist! I hope you can find the right one and understand
Your girl!" After saying that, he got out of the car, closed the door and walked towards the entrance of his community.
"Mu Jin!" Hearing Fang Yi's voice, Mu Jin stopped and did not turn around.
Fang Yi stretched out his head and said: "Thank you!".
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Mu Jin couldn't help but quicken his pace, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night of the community.
Fang Yi kept watching Mu Jin's figure disappear, and stayed there for a few minutes before starting the car. He drove towards his studio. His mind was confused all the way, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He just looked at the road subconsciously. Then
Just like that, I arrived home and walked into the studio.
He sat blankly in front of the easel. Suddenly he remembered something, turned around to Wei Jin's table and found half a pack of cigarettes on the table. Then he turned back to his easel.
He took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth. He lit it and took a deep breath. A strong smoke was squeezed directly into his lungs, making Fang Yi cough.
"Fuck!" Fang Yi stood up suddenly, threw away the cigarette in his hand, threw out the cigarette case in his hand, flew up and kicked the easel in front of him. Then he pushed down his painting cabinet with both hands!
The paintbrushes and paint tubes on the cabinet were immediately scattered.
Standing in his studio, Fang Yi closed his eyes and felt the pain in his heart. For ten minutes, when he opened his eyes again, Fang Yi helped up the fallen easel and painting cabinet.
, and put everything back in order. Then I picked a stretched canvas and put it on the easel.
After gently testing the dust on the brush, Fang Yi began to draft on the canvas.
Fang Yi hardly said a word while painting day and night. Even when people like Zhang Xu came and went, Fang Yi didn't care too much.
Before the Chinese New Year, a new image appeared on Fang Yi's canvas, a girl with a five-color flower crown on her head, sitting on a swing. The breeze on the painting slightly blew the girl's skirt, and the girl's long
Extraordinarily beautiful, with big eyes looking out of the painting, a straight and delicate nose, long curly hair, two curved eyebrows as long as thin moons, and two rosy cheeks. She is absolutely charming.
The beautiful embryo.
She grabbed the iron chain of the swing with both hands. She was wearing a pure white printed dress with complicated patterns on the skirt and cuffs. The pure white socks on her ankles were intricately piled with pale gold lace.
There are no shoes on the feet, but on the ground of the painting, a small pink boot is lying on the ground, as if it was playfully kicked to the ground by the girl in the painting, while the other one is not in the canvas.
Looking at the girl outside the painting, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling and ready to cry. It was so endearing. She seemed to be telling Fang Yi who was looking at the painting, or waiting for Fang Yi.
Yi came over and pushed himself.
The background of the painting is a blue sky, and there are some green trees, but the sky is occupied to a large proportion. The entire canvas is filled with Fang Yi's current sense of light with a touch of silvery blue, which is very beautiful.
Bright. The most attractive thing is not the sky, but the girl
The five-color corolla above the head is made up of seven or eight kinds of flowers, including white lilies, bright red roses, violets, pink jasmine, and luxurious peonies. In the gaps between the flowers, the places where the vines should have been exposed are decorated with Fang Yi
Tiny gypsophila stars bloomed.
Fang Yi dressed the girl up like a spring goddess, and on the girl's face, Fang Yi not only added his own shadow, but also had two shallow dimples on the corner of the girl's mouth when she smiled, and her nose was
It was as if it had been transferred from Mu Jin's face.
After staring at his painting for a long time, Fang Yicai opened his mouth and said to the girl on the canvas: "Goodbye! My daughter!".
Fang Yi did not sign or write a date on this painting, nor did he name it. After waiting for the final varnish to dry, he directly put it on the prepared cloth cover and moved it to the underground painting storage room.
, put it alone on a wall, and hang it like this with the painting sleeve on it. (To be continued...)