Chapter 3134 Rebirth: You Are My Heartbeat (86)
Gu Lanxi suddenly recalled what he was thinking today, and couldn't help but laugh and laugh, and was extremely sour.
turn out to be……
From the beginning,
It was because she underestimated the boy's feelings.
Even if the raging fire burns out, it can still live on in the endless wilderness.
It's just that when Gu Lanxi finally started to be shocked by this relationship,
It's too late.
A few days later the exhibition,
Dyeing is still gone.
This is an art exhibition personally held by a well-known artist in the world, and it has indeed attracted the attention of many people.
Ranbai is slightly interested in art, at least for now.
Probably even if she didn't have that ticket, she would buy it herself.
But Jiang Yuyan seemed to think more clearly than her.
There were not many people coming to the art exhibition. In the large and clean space, there were various paintings hanging on the walls.
The painting style is gentle and delicate, romantic and affectionate, paying attention to every detail, and continuing the feelings from every side.
very perfect.
Ranbai came alone. She walked unhurriedly in the art exhibition, walking along the paintings on the wall, and occasionally glanced sideways at the paintings on the wall.
"What kind of painting do you like? Mr. Zhou loves landscapes, mountains and rivers, and the painting style is gentle, delicate and majestic." The staff of the art exhibition explained to Ranbai, pointed to the paintings on the wall, and said softly, "For example, this painting ..."
Ranbai listened to each other, and finally stopped in front of a painting with rhythmic steps, raised Baishen's chin slightly, and asked softly, "How can I buy this painting?"
In that painting, a storm in the deep sea, in the dark night, the crumbling ship, the wind and rain set off huge waves, turbulent waves, the world seems to be overturning.
The staff also looked at such a painting, and after a moment of stupefaction, they said regretfully: "This painting has just been spotted, and it has been settled. If you like similar ones, I can find you other ones." Yes." She looked around, "By the way, for example, that pair..."
"No need." Before the staff finished speaking, Ranbai had already refused, with a very calm attitude, and there was no sign of liking or interest.
The staff member nodded.
The girl lowered her eyes, "I'll see for myself."
The meaning is obvious.
The staff understand and leave first.
She didn't expect to bump into a person suddenly at a corner, and when she looked up, a smear of amazement flashed across her eyes.
The young man's eyebrows are picturesque, his temperament is pure and noble, he is a gentleman, and he has the temperament of a beautiful moon.
"May I ask, she fell in love with that painting just now, right?" Shi Qing's voice was low and cold.
The staff nodded subconsciously, "Yes... yes."
"Thank you." Shi Qingci thanked him very politely and distantly, "Then give this painting to her."
Shi Qingci came to this exhibition only because of the whitening.
He bought the painting just now.
I guessed that Ranbai would like it a long time ago, and from the moment I bought it, I planned to give it to Ranbai.
But inadvertently happened to see the picture of the girl talking with the staff.
That being the case,
Might as well send it out now.
The staff only felt a little blushing, and responded in a low voice: "Okay." And couldn't help a little gossip: "Sir, is she your girlfriend?"
It is rare for Shi Qingci to answer a stranger's question, with a gentle and dignified voice: "I haven't caught up yet."
That's admitting to liking it.
The staff couldn't help sighing in their hearts.
She turned around to find Ranbai, and walked back to her original position. The girl didn't go far, so the staff soon saw a familiar figure.
"Miss!" She hurriedly chased after her: "Please wait a moment."
Dyeing white and indifferent eyes.
The staff smiled and said, "You can still ask for the painting just now...because the owner of this painting wants to give it to you."
"who?"
The staff turned around subconsciously, then pointed in that direction, "That's the gentleman."
Ranbai looked over, his ice-like eyes met the clear and elegant figure in the distance.
Shi Qingci smiled back.
…
The two walked side by side along the direction shown in the painting exhibition, but there was a punch distance between them, and there was no actual contact.
Ranbai asked, breaking the silence: "How to buy it."
"I think you'll like it." Shi Qingci replied very calmly, with a slight smile and a personable demeanor: "It seems that I was right."
Ran Bai was silent for a while, looking at the painting of the deep sea from a distance.
Maybe……
Didn't like it very much either.
It's been a long time since the two of them walked together peacefully like they are now.
Maybe art is easy to calm.
I don't know where it started, and they talked about painting as usual, as if everything was yesterday.
Unknowingly,
The two walked into a half-open room in the exhibition.
There were many people standing in the room, and in front of it was a table of pear blossom wood, exuding the fragrance of solid wood, on which were placed the Four Treasures of the Study.
There was a white-haired old man who was about seventy years old and was standing on the table, writing on paper with a brush in his hand.
The voices of admiration and praise are endless.
There are brush calligraphy hanging on the walls of the room, which is a bit of a proud character. Each copy of the calligraphy is different, and it can be seen that it was written by different people, but the writing is indeed good.
Here you can come forward and write by yourself. If the writing is good, it will be hung on the wall as a display. It is a very friendly thing.
In terms of artistic attainments, Ranbai naturally jumped from the topic of painting to writing. In fact, it was just an inadvertent mention after seeing this scene: "I remember you can write calligraphy."
before,
She had seen it at Shi Qing Ci's house.
In fact, such a person looks like a nobleman who came out of an ancient ink painting, and he is also very suitable for living in ancient times.
Shi Qingci was stunned for a moment, and then hummed, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with the sleeping night sky, deep and quiet, with bits and pieces of light shining in them: "Show me?"
"No need." Ranbai didn't think about this, so he quickly refused.
But the doctor chuckled and said it was okay.
He grinds the ink, picks up the brush from the side, and the series of movements until the moment when he puts the pen on the rice paper are all flowing like flowing water, which contains an indescribable beauty.
There is a kind of noble and gentle splashing ink feeling, which is calm and elegant.
Such calm and demeanor,
Attracted the attention of many people.
But Shi Qing Ci just wrote two very simple characters on rice paper.
Only two words.
——【Ju Bai】
Excellent style, just like nature.
His words are exactly the same as his own.
Ranbai lowered her eyes, looked at the words written on it, lightly pressed the tip of her tongue against the palate, and did not say anything at the first moment, but said after a short moment of silence, "The writing is really good."
This is a fact that no one can deny.
Shi Qing smiled and said, "The real good thing is writing your name."