cold lover

"Disband!" As soon as Xiao Nuo finished speaking, more than [-] young students in white robes ran out noisily.

After tidying up the scattered props on the ground, Xiao Nuo walked into the dressing room.

When changing clothes, I accidentally touched my right hand and felt a slight tingling pain.

Xiao Nuo raised his hand, the bandage was just removed yesterday, the wound on it had scabbed over, but the face of the fist was still a little bruised.

In the past few days, Tan Jizhong seldom had a proper meal at home.Every morning, not long after Xiao Nuo went out, Tan Jizhong would call him, saying that a friend came over and there was no need to prepare his Chinese food and dinner.

At first Xiao Nuo still had some doubts, thinking that Tan Jizhong was concerned about the injury on his hand, but when he went back and saw the gift box on the table, he thought that he had just won an award, and it was natural to congratulate him.

As soon as he left the gymnasium, Xiao Nuo heard someone calling him, looking up, it turned out to be Tan Qingchen standing by the half-open car door and waving at him.

"Morning!" Xiao Nuo was surprised.

"Nuo Nuo," Tan Qingchen ran to Xiao Nuo, full of excitement, "Isn't it a surprise?"

"Surprised but not happy." Looking at Tan Qingchen who was quite dark, Xiao Nuo spoke indifferently, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.

Tan Qingchen wrinkled her nose, "It's a lie, I'm obviously very happy."

Xiao Nuo ignored him, just asked with a calm expression, "Why did you come back, didn't it take a month?" It's only been 20 days.

"Well... I think you'll come back if you can't think about it."

Such a perfunctory reason made Xiao Nuo a little funny.

At this time, Tan Jizhong and Xie Xiaoqi got out of the car, seeing Tan Jizhong nodded slightly to him, Xiao Nuo returned a light smile.

Xie Xiaoqi walked over directly and extended her hand to Xiao Nuo, "Hi, I'm Xie Xiaoqi, Brother Tan's sister next door, and Tan Qingchen's sister next door."

"Hi, I'm Xiao Nuo."

"Oh, what a shame, if I knew he was such a handsome guy, I would have asked Brother Tan to introduce him earlier." After withdrawing her hand, Xie Xiaoqi looked at Xiao Nuo and said regretfully.

Tan Jizhong couldn't help laughing at her from behind, "How old are you and you're still a nympho."

Xie Xiaoqi gave him a coquettish look, "Women like handsome guys no matter how old they are."

Tan Qingchen laughed while listening, and interjected, "Sister Xiaoqi is blessed today, one, two, three handsome guys will accompany you."

"Ahaha, yes, I love groups of handsome guys the most."

"Sister Xiaoqi, you have exposed your attributes." Tan Qingchen laughed.

"Don't be afraid, we are all our own people." He leaned over to hold Xiao Nuo's arms again, "Ah, I like this one the most out of the three."

At that moment, the expressions of Tan Jizhong and Xiao Nuo froze at the same time.

Xie Xiaoqi was a little excited to meet Tan Qingchen today, even though it was the first time meeting Xiao Nuo, in her opinion, Brother Tan and Qingchen's friends were her friends.

Tan Qingchen rushed over to hold Xie Xiaoqi's hand, forgetting to tell her that Xiao Nuo is not used to being too close to others, "Sister Xiaoqi, you like the new and dislike the old too obviously, you just said you like me the most..."

"Ang~, the jealous Xiaochen is the cutest." Xie Xiaoqi let go of Xiao Nuo, and couldn't help pinching Tan Qingchen's puffy face on purpose.

Tan Jizhong was helpless, both of them could make trouble, "It's getting late, get in the car quickly."

"Where are you going?" Xiao Nuo asked calmly after being let go.

"Twilight Oil Painting Village in the south of the city."

Muxi Village is a famous literary and artistic ancient town in City A, as well as a famous historical and cultural heritage in China. Over the years, there have been many famous painters.

Xiao Nuo had heard Tan Qingchen mention it before, but he was not interested in these things and never thought about going, let alone there are so many people today, so he was a little hesitant.

"Hey, Nuonuo, that's a place I especially recommend. There are few people and the land is wide, and the scenery is nice and quiet. It's rare that you have time to go with us. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to spend more time with you In a while."

Seeing that Xiao Nuo still didn't speak, Xie Xiaoqi stepped up her attack, "Yes, I'm leaving tomorrow, if I don't go today, I won't have a chance, don't disappoint."

Being watched by two eager eyes, Xiao Nuo had no choice but to avert his eyes, "Let's go."

Tan Jizhong on the side smiled lightly.

Tan Qingchen was in a state of excitement along the way, telling anecdotes about his free travel, which made Xie Xiaoqi laugh from time to time.

Although Xiao Nuo sat in the passenger seat and kept silent all the time, Tan Jizhong could see the slight curve of his lips from the corner of his vision, fortunately he didn't reject it.

Half an hour later they arrived at the Oil Painting Village.

The first thing that catches the eye is a bluestone workshop with three gates and four pillars. There are no fancy pictures and texts, but it is full of artistic atmosphere.

At this point in time, there were not many tourists. Looking around, a piece of uniform dark-grained cyan floor tiles matched with gray-yellow buildings was clean and peaceful.

Standing under the square, Xie Xiaoqi sighed with complicated emotions, "I'm finally back."

"I really miss it." Tan Qingchen, who hadn't been back for many years, also felt a little emotional, "Sister, let's go inside and have a look."

"kindness."

Tan Jizhong parked the car, looked up from a distance at the five big characters "Muxi Oil Painting Village" engraved on the stone square, and his expression became slightly congealed.

"Mr. Tan." Xiao Nuo shouted in front.

Tan Jizhong came back to his senses, and replied with a smile, "Here we are."

The village is unified by two-storey classical brick buildings. At this moment, the sun is half-set, leaving only a ray of golden light on the edge of the eaves.

Although the buildings here have not changed, many new faces have been added.

Tan Jizhong and the others could naturally see the difference, but no one said it, as long as they knew that they still had nostalgia for this place.

The flat buildings stand opposite each other, forming a wide pedestrian street in the middle, with oil paintings of different sizes and colors on both sides, including figures, landscapes, birds and animals, it looks like a grand painting exhibition.All of them are framed with exquisite frames, and it can be seen that those who sell the paintings also love these works very much.

Xie Xiaoqi was originally a painter, so she naturally paid more attention to these works. In addition, there are not many tourists now, so she read each one carefully, and would comment on some good ones.

Tan Qingchen loves photography. Like painting, he uses flat images to express his emotional thinking. He can understand the meaning of Xie Xiaoqi's comments. After listening to it a lot, he followed Xie Xiaoqi to sink into the world of painting.

Xiao Nuo didn't know much about paintings, he just looked at them casually.Most of the works here are bright colors and joyful themes.Although you can't taste it deeply, you can still feel the painter's positive and enthusiastic attitude towards life.

Tan Jizhong followed Xiao Nuo with a very leisurely look, but he focused more on Xiao Nuo.

Gradually, they distanced themselves from Xie Xiaoqi and the others.

All the way through the street where the houses are closely connected, an independent tile-roofed house appeared in front of it, and there were also many works in front of the door.

When they walked to the tile-roofed house, Tan Jizhong's eyes fell on a large painting on the left wall, "Red sea and blue sun?"

Xiao Nuo looked along with his words, and saw an orange-red sea and an ice-blue scorching sun.

The author's painting technique is quite delicate, the layered ups and downs of the waves from far and near, the little drops of water scattered by the waves hitting the beach, and the sharp eyes of the seagulls staring at the water surface are all very vividly depicted.And the pale blue sunlight that hazes in the panorama seems cold and peaceful, as if the whole scene is a real natural landscape, Xiao Nuo can't help but admire it even if it is as light as it is.

In fact, under normal circumstances, using such strong contrasting tones will give a negative or extreme abrupt impression, but for the painting in front of him, Xiao Nuo has a sense of tranquility and peace, and he can't help but blurt out, "Is the mood harmonious?"

At the same time, Tan Jizhong, who was meditating on the side, also asked, "Do you mean harmony?"

They glanced at each other, Xiao Nuo looked away and continued to look at the painting, while Tan Jizhong smiled.

At this time, the old man who was tidying up in front of the hall stopped, straightened up, stepped out and said to them, "You two are very professional."

Tan Jizhong followed the sound and saw that he was an old man in his 70s and [-]s with gray hair. He guessed that it should be the owner of the painting, "No, we just said it casually."

"Oh? That's someone with a heart." The old painter smiled kindly, "Are you two satisfied with this work?"

Tan Jizhong thought he was selling it, so it didn't matter if he thought about buying it back, "I'm quite satisfied, how can I sell this painting?"

"This painting is not for sale, I give it to you."

"How can this work..."

"no..."

Hearing what the old painter said, the two spoke at the same time again.

"Hehe, just accept it, it was originally intended to be destroyed, and if it meets you, it will be regarded as fulfilling its good fortune."

"Why destroy it?" Xiao Nuo was surprised, although he was not an expert, he could still see that it was a painstaking work.

The old painter smiled and sighed, with a vicissitudes on his face, "I painted this painting when I was young. At that time, I was pure and kind, with no distracting thoughts, and completed it with a harmonious attitude. But after a few years, I started to paint for myself. After worrying about his reputation and value, when he looked at this painting again, he couldn’t feel the initial peace. He should have disposed of it at that time, so he didn’t make up his mind. A few days ago, when we were tidying up the warehouse, we dug it out and planned to clean it up. Over there There's a bunch of them that need to be cleaned up."

Tan Jizhong looked at the old painter's line of sight. Apart from that painting, there were many other finely crafted works. He couldn't help but feel a pity, "Actually, when you look at it now, your mood should have returned to harmony. There is no need..."

The old painter shook his head, "It's too late. I avoided it when I needed to adjust my mentality the most. Looking at it now will only make me feel even more regretful."

Tan Jizhong realized that it was to clear up his past mistakes.

Looking at Xiao Nuo, Xiao Nuo hesitated for a while before nodding, then he smiled and said, "Okay, thank you then."

The old painter staggered over to pick up the painting, carefully set the sealing paper, handed it to them, and said with a smile, "Young people, it is difficult to maintain your thoughts. When you don't know your inner state, just look at it." Just look at it, it will give you a very intuitive answer."

Tan Jizhong and Xiao Nuo reached out to take it, and the heavy feeling conveyed the old man's peace and satisfaction.

The author has something to say: the scene is based on an oil painting village that Quanquan has been to, and the description may not be very good. Readers, feel free to take a look, okay!