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

Mr. Zhao Lishi nodded in satisfaction. He glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late, so stay and have dinner!"

Ye Xingyi heard what the old man said, so he hurriedly looked out the window as well.

Too bad, without her noticing, it was already so late, and she still had to drive for two hours to go back.

She hurriedly stood up, bowed to the old Mr. Zhao Lishi, and said, "Thank you teacher for saving the meal, but I'm too late, I'm almost out of the car."

"Don't worry, someone will take you back." Mr. Zhao Lishi obviously had thought about it.

"Huh?" Ye Xingyi didn't understand what the old man meant, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Master!"

Ye Xingyi hurriedly looked back and saw two people coming down from the next stairs. Among them, the one called Master was Lin Qiumo, and the other was Zhao Kuang, the son of Mr. Zhao Lishi, whom he had acquainted with.

Were they always in the old castle?
Zhao Lishi waved at them and said: "You guys came just in time, I'll leave this girl to have dinner at home at night, and one of you will take her home at night if it's convenient for you."

"Teacher, this, this may be..." Ye Xingyi still wanted to refuse.

But he was interrupted by Mr. Zhao Lishi waving his hand.

The butler helped him to stand up and said, "Don't refuse, come with me to the study and show you something."

Ye Xingyi bit his lip, but still complied.

She followed Mr. Zhao Lishi to the second floor, and when she passed by Lin Qiumo, she heard him whisper in her ear: "Congratulations."

Ye Xingyi gave him a conditioned look, and forced a smile at him in response, but Lin Qiumo stopped looking at her.

There is a large desk near the window of the study on the second floor. On the desk are pens, inks, papers and inkstones, which should be new additions, almost all of which are unused.

Zhao Lishi said to the housekeeper, "Go and let them prepare the dinner."

"Yes."

Then he said to Ye Xingyi: "Come here, give me Momo."

"Ah, yes." Ye Xingyi hurriedly responded, but when she approached, he was dumbfounded.Ink ink or something, she really doesn't know, she usually uses that kind of bottled ink, which is convenient, quick and cheap.

In the studio, only masters like Zhou Lao, Lin Qiumo, Jiang Li, etc. will grind and use it when they are painting. Grinding and painting are very time-consuming. Sometimes it may take five hours to paint a painting, but in fact it takes three hours. Mo Mo like this.

There is a saying that if you have never eaten pork, have you never seen a pig run?

The teacher had already spoken, so Ye Xingyi had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Seeing her clumsy appearance, Zhao Lishi felt distressed immediately, and reminded: "That Mo was found by Zhao Kuangna who took a lot of care to find it for me, so be careful."

"Yes." Ye Xingyi said so, but because of nervousness, he became even more flustered.

"Hey! You girl!" Zhao Lishi sighed, took the ink stick by himself, moved the inkstone, and started to do it himself.

Because he couldn't help, Ye Xingyi was a little frustrated, and stood there with his head down, as if he had done something wrong.

Old Mr. Zhao Lishi glanced at her and spoke slowly.

"Let me ask you, does that kid at the end of Qiu like you?"

Ye Xingyi was caught off guard by his old man's sudden question, she looked back at Zhao Lishi, either nodding or shaking her head.

Zhao Lishi obviously already had the answer in his heart, so he looked away first, and just when Ye Xingyi thought he was saved, he asked the frightening question again.

He asked: "Did you not like him and rejected him?"

"Ah? Well, I..." Ye Xingyi has fully realized what it means to be speechless.

Mr. Zhao, why do you ask this?
And how did his old man know such a thing?
Zhao Lishi didn't see her panic, and continued: "You did the right thing! Feelings can't be forced. Even if you agree to get along with him for the time being, you will regret it in the future."

When the old man said this, there was a bit of sadness and nostalgia in his words, as if there had been a similar story.

After hearing what he said, Ye Xingyi's nose suddenly became a little sour.

Everyone, even Qian Mengmeng, couldn't understand why she rejected Lin Qiumo.Other colleagues even treated her coldly and violently, but she didn't care. Instead, because they had only known each other for two days, the people they were still familiar with expressed their affirmation. The feeling in Ye Xingyi's heart was really like an overturned five-flavored bottle.

She blinked back the tears back.

She said softly, "I know, teacher."

"Yeah." Zhao Lishi nodded, changed the subject, and said, "Just now you can see clearly the technique I grinded? Just as carefully as I do, the strength should be just right, don't rush, don't be irritable."

"Understood, teacher." Ye Xingyi hurriedly took the ink stick, imitating Zhao Lishi's current appearance just now, and continued to ink in the same direction.

It is not unreasonable for people to say that learning Chinese painting can cultivate one's morality.
As Ye Xing rubbed his ink, his mood gradually became peaceful and quiet, and he was no longer nervous when talking to old Mr. Zhao Lishi.

The two chatted from their respective understandings of Chinese painting art, as well as the techniques and skills of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign painters. Although it was Zhao Lao who talked more most of the time, Ye Xingyi only listened carefully.

However, she would also occasionally put forward some of her own ideas and novel viewpoints, causing old Mr. Zhao Lishi to look at her with admiration again. He felt more and more that this student was right for him. With a little experience, he might be as good as Lin Qiumo. possible.

One old and one young got older and more speculative, and the butler in the middle came up to urge them to eat, and they still felt unsatisfied. Elder Zhao still felt that it was the butler who disturbed them.

The poor housekeeper dared not refute.

During the banquet, Ye Xingyi's seat was arranged under Mr. Zhao, and Lin Qiumo was sitting opposite her.

Seriously, she and Lin Qiumo hadn't spoken much for almost a month, and this was the first time they sat together peacefully.

Ye Xingyi felt that their relationship had eased somewhat.

During the meal, she wanted to find some topics to talk to him, trying to ease the relationship between the two of them again.

However, Mr. Zhao's two beautiful and amazing mixed-race grandsons were curious about strangers coming to the house, so they couldn't eat well, so they pulled Ye Xingyi to ask this and that.

They are all children around seven or eight years old, and the questions they ask are all wild and unconstrained, which makes people laugh and cry.But whoever is looked at by the two deep blue eyes like the deep sea, there is no way to refuse.

Ye Xingyi patiently answered their questions, let alone having a chance to talk to Lin Qiumo.

The evening ended happily, and Ye Xingyi felt that it was time to say goodbye.

Charlotte, Zhao Kuang's daughter, was the youngest. The seven-year-old mixed-race girl probably realized that Ye Xingyi was leaving, and held her hand tightly.

With a soft and waxy voice that belongs to children, she asked: "Sister, can you not leave at night, can you sleep with Charlotte?"

With a pitiful look, no one can refuse.

Ye Xingyi looked at the other people in the room with some embarrassment, hoping that they could help, but they all seemed to be watching a good show.

Ye Xingyi had no choice but to squat down and look at Charlotte,
"Sorry, Charlotte, my sister has to go home tonight, and I'll play with you next time, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Charlotte immediately pursed her mouth, as if about to cry.

"I don't want it, I don't want my sister to go, I don't want it!" As soon as she finished shouting, tears fell down her face, looking as pitiful as she could say.

"My sister doesn't cry. If you cry, my brother will cry too." The eyes of Sherlock, the one-year-old brother who beat Charlotte, also turned red.

"Be good, be good, don't cry." Ye Xingyi immediately didn't know what to do, she coaxed the two children while wiping away their tears.

The two children cried so much that her heart was broken, and she had only been together for a few minutes, so how could it be easy to trust herself?
Ye Xingyi seemed to understand Lin Qiumo a bit.

When he was in the hospital, did he feel the same as he does now?
Ye Xingyi raised his head to look in Lin Qiumo's direction, and he happened to be looking in this direction too. Their eyes were fixed on each other, and they forgot to look away for a moment.

When the two little guys stopped crying unexpectedly, four blue eyes as beautiful as the sea looked at the two of them.

"Cough cough." Mr. Zhao Lishi fake coughed twice.

Ye Xing moved back to Guoshen, looked away in a panic, and a red cloud flew up on his cheek.

"Let's see it this way, let's stay at the end of autumn and Xingyi, anyway, we have plenty of rooms in the castle." Zhao Kuang just noticed the atmosphere between the two of them, and intends to match them up.

"Um, that's not very good, it's already very disturbing." Ye Xingyi subconsciously refused.

She glanced at Lin Qiumo. He didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You're my dad's student. Some of them, like Jiangli, lived in our house before. It's rare that Charlotte likes you so much. You can stay!" Zhao Kuang insisted.

Ye Xingyi glanced at Lin Qiumo again, but he still didn't say anything.

"Then, that Mengmeng is still waiting for me at home. If I don't go back, she will be worried." Ye Xingyi pulled Qian Mengmeng out.

"Sister, you can call me back and talk!" Sherlock helped his father at the right time.

Ye Xingyi forced a smile, she really didn't know how to make an excuse.Lin Qiumo didn't help either, she turned to her new teacher for help.

Mr. Zhao Lishi received Ye Xingyi's call for help, and spoke slowly.

"That's enough, don't embarrass the child, there is still a chance in the future. At the end of autumn, you should prepare, and you can send Ye Xingyi home later."

amount……

Ye Xingyi couldn't laugh anymore.

It seems that it is not an easy choice to stay or go back in Lin Qiumo's car.

But Mr. Zhao even opened his mouth, and the matter was considered a certainty.

Everyone sat down and drank some tea, and after a brief chat, they formally bid farewell.

Lin Qiumo's car stopped at Zhao Kuang's house the day before.Ye Xingyi could only follow him step by step.

It was very late, and it was unrealistic for her to say that she would go home by car alone.

Zhao Kuang and his wife and two mixed-race babies sent them out.

Lin Qiumo and Zhao Kuang were chatting about the banquet, while Ye Xingyi made an agreement with the two children that he would come to see them soon.