What to do if you are allergic to your boyfriend

It was a little late for Chi Yan to come out from the school gate, so he simply took a taxi to the gate of the exhibition hall, and when he got off the car, he saw Yu Jian who was conspicuously dressed in white down.

Yu Jian was sitting quietly on the bench, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the bus stop sign, looking for Chi Yan from the crowd getting off the bus, with an anxious expression on his face.

Chi Yan walked behind him and patted his shoulder: "Here."

Yu Jian turned around and stood up happily: "Are you here?"

Chi Yan looked at his watch, the exhibition had already started for half an hour.

The two walked towards the center of the art exhibition, and Chi Yan said, "Didn't I let you go in first?"

Yu Jian said, "There's no rush, I'll wait for you."

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows.

Little liar, just now you looked around and kept looking at your watch, thinking he didn't see it?

This exhibition is a touring exhibition of a painter named Adaridai in Japan. Because it is relatively small and it is a weekday, there are not many people.

The front hall of the exhibition is very wide, the white marble floor clearly reflects the reflection of the painting, the warm white light hits the painting gently, and only the sound of footsteps echoes in the entire exhibition hall.

At the front of the hall is a row of hand-painted paintings with strong colors. Chi Yan stood still, looked at an hourglass picture directly in front of him, nodded and said: "The proportion is not bad, but the use of this color is too retracted and gloomy. Use lightness to Higher colors don't, don't you think?"

After Chi Yan finished asking, there was no response from the surroundings.

Chi Yan turned his head, and the three or four people around him looked at him strangely, but Yu Jian was not among them.

Emotional self has been talking to the air just now?

Chi Yan hissed, stepped out of the crowd, scanned the hall, and finally found the target person in a corner.

Yu Jian was holding a notebook in her hand, facing a painting, writing something on it with a focused expression, raised her head to look at the painting, and then brushed and jotted down a few strokes on the notebook.

Chi Yan walked to his side and looked at the contents of his notebook.

A series of titles of "tone", "hue" and "structure" are recorded on the above, and a large section of analysis and perception is neatly recorded under the title.

Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian's seriousness, like a primary school student trying to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, but was a little surprised at Yu Jian's seriousness.

Although Yu Jian's painting is not very good.But this love for painting is there.

Chi Yan stood quietly at the side, didn't speak to avoid disturbing him, and only followed Yu Jian after he finished watching a picture, making sure to be by his side at all times, so as not to run away at any moment.

Chi Yan felt that there was nothing special about this art exhibition, and the two of them walked around, and he was so sleepy that he started yawning.

Yu Jian was full of energy, and the speed of taking notes was exactly the same as the beginning, without slowing down at all.Instead, it got faster and faster, occasionally nodding with satisfaction, and occasionally thinking hard.

Chi Yan leaned against the wall, stretched out his hand to block Yu Jian's way, put his wrist in front of him, tapped the dial and said, "Master, it's eight o'clock."

They have stayed since school until now, and it is dark.

Yu Jian blinked, glanced at the notebook, and walked towards the largest painting: "It's almost done, let's take a look at the last one, and then we'll go."

Chi Yan looked at the sky speechlessly, and followed Yu Jian's footsteps resignedly.

He finally discovered that Yu Jian is gentle and gentle in other aspects, and has a very soft temper. Those who don't know him think that he is like this for everything, but it is not.

He is not as stubborn as usual about painting.

Only painting can make him go his own way.

In the center of the exhibition hall was a landscape painting, Chi Yan casually raised his eyelids.

Floating white clouds and houses in the distance.

There is nothing special about it, the colors, implication, and perspective are all ordinary. Moreover, he frowned and looked at the cloud in the painting:

I don't know why, but this painting always looks dignified.

The first time Yu Jian saw the painting, she froze, holding the pen in her hand without moving.

Chi Yan stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him: "Yo, why didn't you remember?"

Yu Jian shook her head, lowered her head and closed the book silently: "Let's go."

Chi Yan glanced at him and noticed his strangeness: "Give me the notebook, and I'll write it down for you."

Yu Jian had memorized so much before, and specially saved the middle picture for the end.It can be seen how much he looks forward to this painting.

Chi Yan is not a person who is used to comforting others, so he simply took Yu Jian's notebook directly, brushed it up and started writing, starting from all aspects of structure and strokes, and writing according to his own style, but Chi Yan raised his head, this The painting looks unremarkable, but there is always a sense of heaviness in it, but after looking at it for a long time, I can't see where the heaviness comes from.

Chi Yan put down his pen to meditate, hissed, and frowned with his chin resting on his hand.After thinking for four or five minutes, I closed the book irritably: "Forget it."

Yu Jian raised her head from the silence, and asked what happened to Chi Yan with her eyes.

Chi Yan scratched his hair: "The texture of the painting is very thick."

Yu Jianen let out a sound, raised his head to look at the painting, but his eyes seemed to look beyond the painting, and returned to many years ago: "Because of the paint." He paused and continued, "The paint used in the painting is 'water wind'."

Chi Yan suddenly realized.

No wonder he felt so familiar.

Water wind is a popular watercolor paint ten years ago. Whether it is color mixing, rendering, or coloring, it is very easy to use. It can be regarded as universal. Love this paint.

The only disadvantage is that the color of this kind of paint is relatively thick, but it is very conscientious in making it. The conscience is that the manufacturer is selling it at a loss, and there is no way to make a profit. It is probably because the factory closed down not long after Chi Yan learned painting.

Chi Yan hadn't used this kind of paint much, no wonder he couldn't see the reason for the thickness of the painting.

Yu Jian took a step closer, whether it was the house in the painting or the floating white clouds, they all felt the same thick and heavy, and it was indeed due to the paint.

Chi Yan narrowed his eyes.

This kind of paint has a history of ten years, and Yu Jian knows something that even he doesn't know.

He turned his head and looked at Yu Jian, just in time to meet Yu Jian's gaze.

Yu Jian looked at him quietly, her eyes had no warmth, as if her soul had come out of her body.

This is his own, favorite and most commonly used paint at that time.

When he sees familiar colors, it seems that he has returned to ten years ago. In the previous studio, there are bottles and cans all over the floor.

Chi Yan snapped his fingers in front of him, calling back his out-of-body soul: "How do you know about water and wind?"

Yu Jian came back to her senses and took a look at him to take the notebook from his hand: "You have been learning painting for too short a time, it's normal if you don't know."

Chi Yan laughed out loud.

He studied painting for five years if not six years. With Yu Jian who can't even draw lines well, how dare he say that he studied painting for too short a time?

Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian teasingly: "Okay, tell me, how long have you been studying painting? Ten days, or half a month?"

Yu Jian took a deep look at him, closed the notebook with a snap, and avoided answering: "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner, and then I'll take you home."

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows: "Are you taking me home?"

Yu Jian hummed: "Yes."

He called people out, and it was so late, and he felt a little guilty.

Chi Yan walked up to the person with a smile, pretending to be thinking hard: "I think about what to eat, Japanese food or Western food?"

Yu Jian grabbed her pocket and took out a meal card. Besides that, there was less than 100 yuan in change. Why not: "I'll treat you to other things first this time. Next week, I'll treat you to Japanese meals." material."

If there is no accident, the money for this month's tutoring will be paid next week, and he will be able to ask for a delay when he gets it.

Chi Yan shook his head, put his face in front of him, looked at his red ears, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said word by word: "No, right now."

Yu Jian took a step back, blinking her eyes, her face flushed even more as Chi Yan approached: "I, but I don't have any money right now."

Chi Yan tilted his head: "Then what should we do?"

Yu Jian looked at Chi Yan in bewilderment: "How about I go buy ingredients now and make them for you?"

Although he doesn't know how to make Japanese food, it is always possible to learn it now. It may be more difficult, but it doesn't matter.

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows, straightened up and looked at Yu Jian.

Ever since Yu Jian sat beside him, this person surprised him more and more.

If someone told him before that Yu Jian could cook, he would only think that this person was lying; if someone told him that Yu Jian likes to draw, he would think that this person is crazy.

He nodded: "Okay, I remember, it's too late today, next week, I'll buy the ingredients, and you can do it."

He just wanted to see what else Yu Jian didn't know.

Yu Jian let out a cry, then remembered: "I'll do it for you after the exam next week."

In the mid-term exam, Chi Yan must be in a bad mood if he failed the exam. It is just time to cook for him to relieve his stress and relieve his depressed mood.

Chi Yan nodded and thought it was okay.

At that time, I will explain the simple questions on the paper to Yu Jian, otherwise I will have to review the slow speed by myself, I don't know how long I will have to review.

Two people were walking on the road, each pregnant with their own little Jiujiu.

Hanging around with Chi Yan for too long yesterday, Yu Jian almost didn't get up the next day, but when he got to the classroom, he found that Chi Yan had arrived earlier than him, sitting on his seat and spinning his pen.

Yu Jian sat on the seat, Chi Yan put down his pen and got up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Chi Yan said a word and made way for him.

After Chi Yan went out, Yu Jian looked at the door and made sure that Chi Yan had disappeared at the door, then took out loratadine from her schoolbag, poured two tablets into the water glass and found that there was no water, so she put down the medicine and picked up the glass Get up and go to the water dispenser to get water.

Yu Jian wanted to take the medicine before Chi Yan came back, and after taking a little, she capped the bottle and turned to go back to her seat.

When he turned around, he saw Chi Yan leaning against the table, holding a familiar medicine bottle in his hand, squinting his eyes to look at it.

Yu Jian's heart tightened, and she hurried over to grab the medicine from him: "You, aren't you going to the bathroom?"

As soon as Chi Yan walked to the door, he bumped into Teacher Liu and asked him to come back to get the papers, but found the bottle of medicine on the table.

Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian inquisitively: "I'm going to the toilet, why are you panicking?"

Yu Jian was anxious, her palms were covered with sweat, and she tightly squeezed the medicine in her hand, hoping that Chi Yan would not recognize the name of the medicine, because she didn't know what the medicine was for.

Chi Yan held his chin and spoke in a very soft voice, but the words he said were like thunder: "Isn't this medicine for allergies? What are you allergic to?"

The author has something to say: To the boyfriend.

Ps There will be another chapter but later.