Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 14 4·Look at me

Chapter 14 Fourteen·Look at me

The next day, just after noon, Wen Jiusi's car drove to the gate of Jiang's house, and after waiting for more than an hour, Jiang Chuchu Shi Shiran came out.

She tied the waves of a shawl into a ponytail, and put on a dress with a doll collar and a pair of clean canvas shoes. The flaming red lips disappeared strangely, replaced by a touch of death Barbie pink lipstick.
Wen Jiusi frowned and opened the passenger door for her. Seeing that there were Chibi Maruko crazily printed on her slung canvas bag, she finally couldn't help asking.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chuchu glanced at Wen Jiusi with a look of "you are very strange and unreasonable", blinked her eyes, and tilted her head at him.

"I'm going to school."

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Wen Jiusi frowned even more.

The location of Nancheng University of Arts is relatively remote, and it took two and a half hours to arrive by car. The campus is full of students who look like students. Jiang Chuchu folded her hands in a ladylike manner, and she hung down in front of her body in a decent manner as she walked. She suddenly turned her head and asked he.

"What are you going to visit?"

"Just look at the place where you usually go to class."

It turned out that he was still an idiot with abstinence on the outside and a fiery heart on the inside, so Jiang Chuchu covered her mouth and laughed.

As the internship was approaching, there were not many people passing by in the corridor of the art department. Jiang Chuchu relaxed again and walked in front step by step. Wen Jiusi followed behind, casually looking at the students' paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor.

Turning another corner, Wen Jiusi noticed the black signature in the lower right corner of several paintings, which was vaguely a word "Chu", so he stopped and asked her.

"Did you draw these pictures?"

Jiang Chuchu glanced casually.

"Yeah, they are all daily exercises. I don't want to take them back, so I donate them."

Wen Jiusi nodded, looking at the painting in front of him.

The oil painting is very abstract, a girl whose face cannot be seen clearly is facing the sea, sitting on the beach, the volume is full of thick ink and colorful, the wind and the sun seem to be dancing on the paper.

"Is this a girl on vacation?"

Jiang Chuchu shook her head, "It's a girl who is about to die."

Wen Jiusi glanced at Jiang Chuchu silently, then observed the painting in front of him, and asked for a while, "How do you say?"

"Here is the beach, and there is the sea. The beach should be connected to the sea, but do you see what is between them?"

"reef."

"Yeah, do you know the reefs? On the eve of a tsunami, the sea is often calm, but the sea water will recede quickly, revealing large areas of reefs, and then suddenly for a second—the sea water in the distance will rush up in an instant, like a skyscraper. The building rises from the ground and then hits the shore, swallowing everything."

When she spoke, she still had a very faint smile on her face, she was very beautiful, but also very hypocritical.

Wen Jiusi stopped looking at the painting, but turned around to look at her.

"Why doesn't this girl run away?"

"Escape? How to escape? Where to escape?"

Her eyesight is scattered, her tone is cold and careless, the outdoor sunlight hits her side face, she is a bit lost in thought, as if she is the girl with blurred face in the painting, death is coming, but she is the only one in the world one person.

She didn't run away because she knew it was useless to run away.

Wen Jiusi's throat tightened a little.

There was a sudden desire that made him take a step forward, grabbed her wrist, and called her attention with a small pain.

The man's fingertips were warm and dry, and his slender figure enveloped her between the chest and the wall.

A perfect wall dong.

"If you don't want to look at the painting, then look at me."

(End of this chapter)

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