Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 438 Slow down

The summer sunshine shines on the streets and alleys of the city, reflecting the glass curtain walls of the buildings, making the entire city seem to be covered with a golden coat. In front of the East-West Art Museum, there is a bustling flow of people. Tourists and citizens from all over the world flock to the art museum, looking forward to finding artistic inspiration here.

Standing at the door, Fujiwara, wearing sunglasses and clean clothes, parked his motorcycle quietly in the art museum, attracting envious glances from passers-by.

[Sorry for the long wait, I'll be there soon. 】

When he saw the next life bursting into tears and he was almost there, he stepped off the motorcycle, looked around, and stared into the distance through his sunglasses, hoping to find that figure in the crowd. The trees on both sides of the street swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound that was intertwined with the sound of tires screeching when vehicles were driving in the distance.

After waiting for a while, I finally found the figure of Laisheng Tear in the crowd.

Her long hair flicked over her shoulders in the breeze, and the golden light shone in the sun. She came to the world like a fairy, wearing a green long-sleeved shirt, a white skirt, white wedge shoes, and a green tote bag. .

Even if there is no heavy makeup, such a simple outfit combined with that delicate face is enough to kill the whole street.

After arriving, I stood at the entrance of the art museum looking left and right, waiting to meet Fujiwara.

He did not rush over, but quietly thought about it in place, whether to look at paintings or people later.

The jet-black hair seems to have been specially taken care of, even though it shines brightly in the natural light.

Fujiwara's mood became as bright as the sun. He approached her, gently took off his sunglasses, and showed a confident smile.

The changes in Lai Shengli's body were too great, and Fujiwara tried to let himself accept it during the period after returning from Kyoto. This feeling was like a very beautiful person coming back after a plastic surgery, which made Fujiwara wonder whether the face he first fell in love with was the other person's personality. However, his gentle and tactful personality is very feminine, and even a casual conversation is enough to satisfy him.

"There was a delay there just now, so we shouldn't have to wait too long."

There was a hint of surprise and joy in Laisheng Lai's eyes, and her lips were slightly raised, exuding a gentle smile.

"No, I just got here too."

After saying that, she naturally walked over to Fujiwara, took his arm and walked in. As she walked, she said, "Let's go in, otherwise we won't be able to catch up."

The original Lei sister was graceful and had a wealthy look on her face. Fujiwara had many times doubted that she was born into a wealthy family, otherwise how could she have raised such a noble daughter.

Although today's Sister Lei still maintains a level of C or above, she is far less plump than before, but her appearance has changed from the previous nobleness. Fujiwara can't find the exact adjective for a while. To put it simply, she is often mentioned in legends. The charming face that appears to bring disaster to the country is fascinating.

"Yes." Fujiwara allowed himself to be pulled away. When he reached the door, he suddenly said, "I forgot to mention that Sister Lei is so beautiful today."

Fujiwara's voice was full of sincere admiration, and he savored her face carefully, as if appreciating a beautiful piece of art.

Laisheng tearfully rolled his eyes at him, but the surprise on his face couldn't be stopped.

"Fujiwara is not bad either. This outfit is quite handsome." She gently played with her big black waves with her fingers, amusement in her eyes.

Walking into the art museum, the steps seem to imply a tacit understanding of each other. In the main hall of the art museum, Takao Hiramatsu was introducing his works to the tourists. Fujiwara Hoshikai and Kaisei Lei listened for a while and unanimously decided to go and take a look first.

Various paintings are hung in the corridor, and the colorful pictures are more vivid under the sunlight.

Looking at these paintings, Fujiwara imagined that one day he could hold an original painting exhibition like last time.

(I don’t know if I’ve had the chance yet.)

Once the company is operational, the comic novels exchanged in the system store will operate like a factory assembly line. There will be no need for anyone to name the works and they will be put into the market in the name of the company.

"This painting is really beautiful, and the colors are used so cleverly." Afterlife stood in front of an abstract painting, his eyes showing keen insight into details.

Fujiwara also took a few steps closer, with a slightly serious expression. "Yes, the artist's creativity is breathtaking." His eyes couldn't help but wander to the side of the face that was crying in the next life. Inadvertently, their eyes met, and they both smiled at the same time, turned around and walked to the next painting.

"Look, this sense of perspective is so great, it makes people feel as if they can walk into the painting." Afterlife Tears seemed to notice his gaze and gently changed the topic, but a smile bloomed on his face.

Fujiwara's heart trembled slightly, and then he changed the topic with her. "Yes, I feel the same way. The painter's skills are indeed superb." He smiled, with a bit of subtle surprise in his eyes.

This painting is full of fantasy and illusion, as if reality and dream are intertwined. Laisheng Tea stared at the picture, seeming to explore its meaning, while Fujiwara also stared, with various thoughts in his mind.

"This painting is really mysterious and charming." Afterlife Tears said softly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Yes, this kind of surreal expression always arouses people's curiosity." Fujiwara responded, and he also had a strong interest in the fantasy atmosphere of the painting.

While they were communicating, Hiramatsu Takao walked next to them. His eyes were gentle and smart, as if they contained a special kind of wisdom.

He looked at the painting with a smile, then turned to Afterlife Tears and Fujiwara.

"Are you interested in this painting?" His voice was soft, with a kind of confidence and affinity.

Laisheng Lei and Fujiwara smiled at each other and nodded.

"This painting was created by me, and it's called "Time Lost." "When I created this painting, what I wanted to express was that the pace of modern society is too fast, and people always lose themselves in the busyness. The scene in the painting is like an illusory maze, reminding us to slow down at the right time and calm down to feel the beauty of life. "

"slow down?"

Hiramatsu Takao nodded, "For example, why traveling on the Shinkansen is so boring is because the speed is too fast and there is no time to appreciate the scenery along the way." Speaking of this, Hiramatsu Takao smiled again, "Of course, if you are in a hurry, traveling quickly is a convenience. But if you are traveling, it would be a good choice to slow down and enjoy the scenery.”

After the other party left, Fujiwara noticed that Laisheng Lei nodded in agreement and said, "I also like to go slower." He instantly understood why she stayed in front of this painting for so long and why she suddenly said that she wanted to Go to an art exhibition.

Everything is a metaphor, they have to slow down.
  But can it slow down after repeated cycles of time?
  (End of this chapter)