Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

"Yilia, this for you."

Speaking is Jacob, who has beautiful red hair.

Knowing that Ye Xingyi's English is not very proficient, this group of lovely children thoughtfully used the simplest English for conversation.

The half-day art exchange here is the most comfortable day Ye Xingyi has ever experienced.

She hurriedly hugged little Jacob to sit on her lap, then picked up his painting and began to admire it seriously.

They came to promote the art of traditional Chinese painting. So far, Ye Xingyi only remembered that he could paint oil paintings.But fortunately, I have seen and heard it in Lin Qiumo's studio these days.

Coupled with her talent for painting, she has already mastered the flower part of the introduction to Chinese painting very well.

So what she gave to this foreign kid from Philadelphia today is what she thinks is the simplest ink lotus painting, which only needs to use one or two colors, and pay attention to the thickness of the ink and the strokes.

Jacob was the one of the children who took the most interest in her teaching and the one who drew the best pictures.

"Thank you, Jacob. I like it." Ye Xingyi thanked him sincerely. Jacob's strokes were as immature as when she first started painting, but it could be seen that he was very careful. When signing the signature, he used a brush Written crookedly the Chinese name she taught him.

When Jacob heard she said she liked it, his face was full of joy, and he pointed to the sample painting by Ye Xingyi on the table with some embarrassment.

With a cautious look, he felt distressed looking at Ye Xingyi, but there were a lot of ink stains on that sample painting, which was not so good.

She told Jacob that she would promise to give him a new painting, and Jacob had a smile on his face again.

Happy times always end quickly and easily. When saying goodbye, Jacob held Ye Xingyi's hand reluctantly, and he was reluctant to let go when he sent her to the door.

It made Ye Xingyi feel a dull pain in his heart.

When she went back, Ye Xingyi was absent-minded all the time, her head was leaning against the window, her mind was blank, she didn't think about anything, but her eyes were tearing out as if she couldn't control it.

She kept her hands on her belly, as if there had been a very important presence there.

With this appearance, she looked at Andy in a daze, secretly speculating wildly.

When he returned to the studio, it was already the end of the afternoon, and Jiang Li was already sitting in his office.

Ye Xingyi hesitated, but still knocked on the door of her office.

"Come in." Jiang Li's voice was clear, and it didn't sound like a hangover.

Ye Xingyi pushed open the door and walked in. He stood by the door and didn't come any closer.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Li asked coldly, her eyes were still on the folder, as if she was very busy, and she didn't look at Ye Xingyi.

"I went to the orphanage for you today." Ye Xing returned to report about his work during the period.

"Well, how is it done?" Jiang Li also looked businesslike.

"The children like it very much." Ye Xingyi replied truthfully.

"That's good, is there anything else?"

"No more." Ye Xingyi could hear the impulsiveness in her words, so he didn't say much.

She turned around to leave, but she heard Jiang Li asked, "What are you holding?"

"Ah? This?" Ye Xingyi lowered his head and glanced at the thing in his hand.She brought back her sample painting and the painting Jacob gave her, and she hadn't had time to put it down yet.

"This one was given to me by the ink lotus I was teaching today and a child."

Jiang Li put down the pen in his hand, then looked up at Ye Xingyi.She wore sunglasses on her eyes, so she couldn't see what she was thinking, but she said, "Oh? Show me."

"Oh, good." Ye Xingyi just stepped forward and handed over the painting in his hand.

Jiang Li spread out and took a closer look, nodded in praise and said, "That's right, one should start with simple flowers and plants when getting started with traditional Chinese painting."

Then she pointed to one of them with her slender fingers and asked, "Did you draw this?"

Ye Xingyi took a look, nodded quickly and said, "Yes!"

"Did you have the foundation of painting before?" Jiang Li asked.

Ye Xingyi's head froze, he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.She does know some sketches and oil paintings now, but she is not good at drawing, and she draws casually from mobile games.

She has no memory, so she doesn't know if she has the foundation for painting like this.

Jiang Li also realized that he had asked her a question that was difficult to answer, so she changed the way of asking.

"How long have you been painting lotus flowers in ink and wash?"

"I learned it temporarily today." Ye Xingyi replied honestly. She had gone to the second floor to listen to Mr. Zhou's lecture before, but she didn't expect to use it today.

Jiang Li looked up at her again, but didn't speak this time.

After a moment of silence in the office, Cheng heard her say, "Leave this painting here first, and you take that one away first."

"Oh, okay." Ye Xingyi didn't know what she meant by keeping her own painting, but obediently rolled up Jacob's painting for herself.

"In addition, Mengmeng asked me to tell you that she doesn't want to come to the company today, so that you can take the bus back when you get off work."

"Oh, okay." Ye Xingyi nodded before leaving.

When she sat in her seat, she received a call from Qian Mengmeng.

"Little Tail, are you off work yet?" Qian Mengmeng's familiar voice came from the phone.

Ye Xingyi glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It's almost there, there are still 5 minutes, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I saw that there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator at home, so I wondered if we should go shopping together at night to buy something."

"Yes!" Ye Xingyi herself doesn't like shopping, but she likes to be with Qian Mengmeng very much, because with her, even if she doesn't talk, Qian Mengmeng can chat from Tiannan to the ground by herself north.

And she likes to listen to Qian Mengmeng talk, she can always say something interesting.

"Well, then don't go home directly, let's meet at the shopping mall."

"Shopping mall?" It seemed like a place she had never been to.

On the phone, Qian Mengmeng said: "Well, it's only a shopping lunch here. It doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll send you the address later. You can take a taxi or take a bus to get there."

"Okay, where should we meet?"

"It's at the door. I should be there early. I'll wear the red, white and blue striped dress we bought together last time. You should recognize me easily." Qian Mengmeng thought of all this.

"What a coincidence. I'm wearing that dress today." Ye Xingyi said in surprise.

"Really? Then we are wearing sister outfits today? Hurry up, let's go and captivate all beings together."

Ye Xingyi smiled, this is Qian Mengmeng.

"Okay, see you then,"

After speaking, Ye Xingyi hung up the phone.

She tidied up the desk, packed the painting that Jacob gave you, and did not swipe her card to leave until it was time to get off work.

When I went out, I met Andy at the door who was also off work.

Andy greeted casually: "Little Tail, are you off work? Where are you going to play at night?"

Just saying hello to her attracted the attention of other off-duty female colleagues. It was obvious that Ye Xingyi had become a celebrity in the studio. Even the name "Little Tail" attracted everyone's sensitive attention.

Ye Xingyi explained with a smile: "Mengmeng and I went shopping at the shopping mall."

"Oh, then you go." Andy didn't dare to talk to her any longer, or he would be drowned by the spit of the company's female colleagues.

"Ok!"

Ye Xingyi realized belatedly that he had been isolated.She already liked someone alone, although it hasn't changed from usual, but she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She got into the company and went to the square according to the method Qian Mengmeng said.

Qian Mengmeng arrived about 15 minutes earlier than Ye Xingyi. She bought two cups of milk tea and waited for Ye Xingyi at the entrance of the shopping building. The other cup was of course for Ye Xingyi, but she was Qian Mengmeng!
Not long after, she not only finished her own cup, but also finished Ye Xingyi's.

Before Ye Xingyi finished drinking two cups, Qian Mengmeng suddenly had a urgency to urinate. Thinking of having a mobile phone on her body, she went to the bathroom to solve her psychological problems without worry.

When she came out of the bathroom comfortably, she suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of her head, and then passed out.

Two men sprang out behind him, one of them was a Chinese man in a sleek dress with a baseball bat in his hand.

He was the one who knocked out Qian Mengmeng.

The Chinese man stared at the fainted woman and asked, "Is it her?"

Standing next to him, dressed like a decent man, he took a sharp puff of the cigarette in his hand, carefully looked at Qian Mengmeng who was lying on the ground, frowned and said impatiently: "I How do you know? I haven’t seen it either!”

"Hey, you kid, I don't know what you just said is her, let's follow!"

The man took another puff of his cigarette, threw the unfinished cigarette butt on the ground, twirled it with his leather shoes, and said as if he made up his mind: "It should be right, it's her, get her into the car quickly."

"Steven, it's fine to get it in the car, and you'll have to pay extra later." The snarky man said.

The man named Steven raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said, "Isn't it the one thousand dollars agreed upon? How can you raise the price on the ground?"

That blustery man gave me a happy expression, and said, "If you don't give it to me, then you can do it yourself."

Steven glanced at the woman on the ground, he was really causing trouble for himself, frowned and said, "Tell me, how much to add."

The sleazy man held up a finger, "Another thousand dollars."

Steven's eyes widened, and he said, "Why don't you grab it!"

The flamboyant man glanced at him, raised two fingers, and said, "Two thousand."

"Okay, if you add another thousand, you can get one thousand more. I can't add more, I don't have that much cash." That Steven took out a stack of US dollar bills from his pocket and stuffed it to the other party.

"Is that right?" The sloppy man slapped Steven's fair face with his dirty hands and said, "It's not that simple to come out to play."

He cheerfully counted twice, but he didn't know the number clearly, but he didn't dare to lie to himself. After collecting the money, he picked up Qian Mengmeng, who had fainted on the ground, and stuffed it to the side of the road. The look on the old truck.

The two of them then sat up.

Surprisingly, no one in the middle paid attention to this side. They saw it, but they didn't call the police, as if they didn't see it.Because things like this are so common in Philadelphia!