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Heaven, sometimes hell in disguise.At this time, the Romantic City undoubtedly dropped its gorgeous disguise in front of Lucas and became a hideous one.

Damn bad weather.The wet bluestone pavement reflects the white light of the street lamps, forcibly opening up a space in the sleeping night sky, revealing the silhouettes of trees and buildings struggling in the nightmare.There were very few pedestrians or vehicles on the street, although it was only nine o'clock in the evening.

the phone is ringing.

"Well, I know, Mom, Nathan will take good care of me...don't worry, I remember...you should also pay attention to your health and rest well...well...I heard the old man protest...haha, I love you too, bye!"

Hang up the phone, turn off the ignition, and pull out the key.Lucas lay on the steering wheel, staring at the street scene outside the front window for a while.It wasn't until the car lights dimmed that Lucas came back to his senses.Looking back, he picked up the jacket on the passenger seat and opened the door.The moisture-laden air with the scent of grass, trees and earth rushed to his face like a wet towel soaked in ice water. Lucas couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment before exhaling slowly.He suddenly regretted coming back early, the beach warmed by the sun was the place where he should stay. "Nathan, Nathan." He muttered something in a low voice, walked around the car and walked towards the residence.

"Who?" Lucas stopped abruptly.In front of Papa Sean's shop, there was a man squatting furtively on the ground, picking things up.When did the thief become so blatant?

The man stood up slowly, turned his head, and the orange street lamp in the corner revealed his face to Lucas.The astonishing and warm eyes on the faces of Asians gave Lucas the urge to paint immediately.

The man rubbed the bridge of his nose with his index finger knuckles, and said, "You are Mr. Constantine upstairs, right? Mr. Boyle mentioned it to me."

He came over and held out his hand: "I'm Leo Lee, and I rented this shop from Mr. Boyle with my friend. We will be neighbors from now on."

So fast?He remembered that before he left, Papa Sean invited him to drink coffee.However, that was...how long ago?

"When did it happen?" Lucas gently held his fingertips, shook them twice, and then let go.

Leo Lee still had a smile on his face. "This Monday. Today is the first day of opening. Mr. Boyer said that you like the secret coffee he made, and he has taught me it. You are welcome to taste it anytime to see if it tastes familiar."

Papa Sean actually taught him the exclusive secret recipe?Lucas was momentarily upset, as if another child shared the parent's concern.

"Really? I'm looking forward to it. However, I don't sleep well. I hope the music in your store won't wake me up. Good night."

After speaking, Lucas turned his head and walked towards his porch.When closing the door, he caught a glimpse of Leo Lee standing there, looking in his direction.Lucas slammed the door shut, shutting everything out.

It's good to be home, where I'm king in my own domain.What the hell weather, what surreal paintings, all go to hell!

Lucas was woken up from his sleep by a bell.Rubbing his eyes, he picked up the phone on the bedside table.Nason?

"Open the door quickly." Before Lucas could speak, the other party hung up.

Lucas stood at the door of the living room, yawning and waiting in a daze.

"Oh, please, the shoes are right next to you, can you put your feet up high and put them on?" The visitor leaned over and took out a pair of casual shoes from the shoe cabinet and put them on the ground.

Lucas had just surreptitiously twirled a lock of slightly curly brown hair when his hand was knocked off.

"Don't move, I'm going to see an important guest in a while." Nathan stroked his hair lightly, arranged the breakfast he brought over on the dining table, and put a bunch of ingredients into the refrigerator.

"These are enough for you to eat for four or five days. The cafe downstairs has opened again. I have communicated with the new boss and can deliver food. Here, here is the menu." Nathan stuck a menu on the refrigerator with a refrigerator sticker side.

"You move very fast." Lucas swallowed a mouthful of food.

Nathan stood next to Lucas and said, "I'm going back to Switzerland in a few days. Ask Michael to visit you regularly. If you can't make it in time, ask them to deliver the meal."

Lucas murmured twice with his food in his mouth.His mouth was finally free, and he asked: "Does the client have any other requirements? Besides the Marc Chagall style I mentioned last time."

"No, it's just that there is a rush in time. Is there a problem with this?"

"It's not an assembly line operation. It will be released on a designated day. I will study more and find inspiration." Lucas has always been in a better mood after eating a full stomach.

"Well, I'm a little sorry, the other party is our potential partner, and Mattis has to please him. I..."

"Remember to tell Matisse to lend me the house in Passy for three months. Well, you can go, don't think I'll keep you for lunch." Lucas stood up and cleared the plates.

Nathan came over, hugged Lucas on the shoulder, and said, "Don't forget to eat three meals a day. I have divided up the medicine and put it in this compartment of the kitchen cabinet. Auntie specifically explained it. "

"Yeah, I see, Nanny Nathan."

"Haha, I'm leaving then. Keep in touch."

Lucas stood by the window, watching Nathan walk out of the gate, said a few words to the young boss who was placing flower pots, and waved goodbye.The young boss put the flower pots, turned around, and just met Lucas' eyes, he smiled at Lucas and waved.Lucas nodded in return, closed the window and went back to the study.

Marc Chagall style, um, where's his portfolio?It should be in the second column of the bookcase, right?

Once immersed, Lucas lost track of time.Relying on the alarm clock to remind you, you will not miss the meal time.In a blink of an eye, the wall was already filled with the red light of the sunset.Lucas dropped the album in his hand, ran to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, tore off the plastic wrap, and put the semi-processed food in the microwave to heat it.While waiting, he dialed Nathan.

"Nathan, I need you to ask the other party for some information, preferably photos of their lives, group photos are the best... Well, yes. I probably understand what kind of paintings he wants... Most of Chagall's paintings are with his wife and It's about hometown, proclaiming love or something. So, you tell him that, and he'll agree... well, the early ones are the best, and the city views from that time are also provided, the more the better... well, then it's not me I'm concerned, are you sure that if I go, I will see the city scenery they lived in when they were young?... I will collect information again... Don't worry, I'm going to eat... I won't forget... Uh huh, bye."

Take the hot food from the microwave, then take the medicine box from the cupboard and put it on the table.

"Food. Medicine. Essential to life." Lucas rolled up a ball of noodles with a fork and put it in his mouth. "And love."

After clearing the dining table, Lucas stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of juice.The sunset glow in the sky has lost its last brilliance.When the lights came on, there were many pedestrians walking on the street.Pushing open the window, the melodious music from downstairs floated in.Ah, it seems to be that old song that Papa Sean always plays.Lucas couldn't help turning around the living room a few times along with the tune, thinking of the scene of dancing with his mother here, he smiled.

Seems to be fine.he thinks.After changing clothes, I went downstairs, opened the door, and the breath of urban life rushed over me.

"Good evening, Mr and Mrs Luwan."

"Well, I just came back yesterday. Okay, I'll try your new snacks when I'm free."

"Jean, where is this going? Haha, have fun!"

Lucas greeted the old acquaintances he met one by one.When he is in a good mood, he is friendly to everyone, including this Asian boss whom he met less than twenty hours ago.

"Business is good." Lucas said with a smile.Relatively speaking, the facial features of this Asian boss are more three-dimensional, of course compared to other Asians Lucas has seen.what is his name

"Mr. Toboyle's blessing is mostly regular customers." The young boss put a cup of coffee on the guest's table, walked over and said, "Come and have a cup, Mr. Boyle's secret recipe coffee."

"Thank you, let's do it another day. You go ahead, I'll take a walk." Lucas shook his head and walked away with his hands in his trouser pockets.

What matters is never the taste, but the person who makes the coffee.

The weather is fine and the autumn wind is cool.Will you sleep well tonight?

A night without dreams.Lucas stretched, got up and opened the curtains.Oh my God, it's rainy again.Rubbing his face vigorously, Lucas turned on all the lights in the room, and the orange light filled every corner of the room.When the waltz wafted in the living room, Lucas's mood returned to normal.

After clearing the table and taking the medicine, he walked towards the studio on the top floor with a plate of sandwiches in one hand and a tablet in the other.Photos have been sent over there.The yellowed black-and-white photos show young faces.He looks pretty good, but why are you all so stern like the dean of students?Is this really two young people in love?

"Nathan, good morning, I got the photos. Damn, are they lovers and not enemies?...Well, I know they are very reserved, but I don't feel a bit of it when I look at these photos...I've never been full of handsome guys The muscular man has sacrificed a lot to come back from the beach. Do I have to take a plane for ten hours and suffer from jet lag and go to a strange country alone? I want to screw Matisse's head off... How about it, you let The other party sends some love letters from the past, um, it’s good to have videos or recordings...English, French, Italian, any language is fine, as long as I can understand...as soon as possible. Bye."

Sitting in front of the drawing board, Lucas suddenly remembered that another month would be the [-]th wedding anniversary of his parents.Pick up your phone and text Mattis, reminding him to remember to deliver a gift.Then, Lucas started to move on to the previously unfinished painting.

Time flies by in the pen.When Lucas looked away from the canvas, the sky was getting dark and the rain had stopped.Ditching his brushes and putting on his clothes, Lucas went to dinner at the Italian restaurant a block away.

When I came back from the walk, many of the shops facing the street were closed.There were still a few customers in the cafe downstairs, and the young boss was still busy at the counter.Lucas didn't stop, he planned to finish the painting tonight.