Years are warm

The vacation passed quickly, and I finally took a two-day break, and when I came back, I was busy again.

Compared with Gu Xinci who did not have strict requirements, Xu Huaian had to go to Lin Tongzhang after reading those papers first.

She told the truth what she could understand, and she felt parched after speaking in such a thick volume.

Lin Tongzhang didn't say whether it was good or not after listening to her. He first pushed a glass of water, and then asked a few simple questions before throwing a new stack of printed papers to her.

"Go on, it's still one month." The little old man leaned back in the chair, took a sip of the freshly brewed tea, "It's the same as this time."

Xu Huai'an blinked twice, nodded without asking him, and was about to turn around and go out when he heard him add another sentence.

"You can come and pick up the books at any time after you finish reading them. The books that Xiao He recommends to you are all okay."

The Xiaohe he was talking about was the political economics teacher of the finance department this semester.Lin Tongzhang doesn't take classes very much, and even if he does, it's for juniors and seniors. In the first two years, he basically didn't have any classes. It's surprising that he knows the class schedule so well.

"Girl, it's not bad for you to read more books in the past two years." The little old man glanced at her with a half-smile, "Don't worry, after reading these, I will leave you time to do other things, you young people talk about it." Love is nothing."

Xu Huaian was stunned for a moment, then blushed inexplicably, hesitated for a long time without saying anything to refute him, and hurriedly said that teacher, I will leave first and then ran away.

The little old man burst out laughing, and laughed cheerfully. If Xu Yang saw him with such a pleasant face, he would probably explode again and say why he had to speak ill of him.

"Oh, it's good to be young." It's just that Xu Huai'an who ran out didn't hear these words.

As for Xie Zhiyao, there were many classes in the outer courtyard, so she could only go to the studio after class. The act of Gu Xinci giving her the key actually represented many things.

Her paintings are still unsatisfactory and can only be polished slowly.

It's just that once after going back, she was painting here, and Gu Xinci came over to take a look after finishing working with the things in his hand.

"Are you... from Donglin?" She mentioned this sentence as if casually.

"Huh? Yes, but I grew up in Shenning. In fact, I hardly spent much time in Donglin." Xie Zhiyao looked up at her and said, "I should speak without an accent. What's wrong with Mr. Gu?" knew?"

"I asked the teacher in your school to read your file." Gu Xinci folded his hands on his lower abdomen, his eyes flickered, "I hope you don't mind."

Xie Zhiyao smiled, shook his head and said, "I don't mind." Although she is not a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, she is indeed a student of Gu Xinci's course. It depends on the basic information of the file, which does not involve any privacy matter.

Other teachers may just read it, but she has only seen Gu Xinci and said frankly that she hopes the students don't mind.In addition, after spending so many days together, although she doesn't show much on her face and doesn't smile much, she is indeed a good teacher and leader.

"Teacher Gu asked, have you ever been to Donglin?" She lowered her eyes and asked casually as if chatting.

The pen came to a standstill on the paper, stained with a little black ink.

Gu Xinci closed his eyes and clenched his five fingers unconsciously.

Something roared from the depths of my mind.The buzzing of police sirens, the rotten smell in the dark room, the ancient equipment that is always connected to the power supply, the blood that seeps into the soil and spreads little by little, the screams of the crowd and endless abuse and accusations... and the woman finally looked at That look in her eyes.All kinds of chaos seem to re-wrap people over a long period of time. They are like wildly growing thorns, piercing sharp thorns into the flesh, entangled and suffocating.

She thought that after so many years, time would peel off the rotten thorns and make the bloody scars reappear, but to this day, every time she touches even a trace of memories about the past, the scars on her heart are still dripping with blood. .

It silently reminded her in the long time that passed, and she will never forget it.

"Teacher Gu?" The young girl's gentle voice was like a thin thread, pulling her back to reality before the undercurrent wrapped her up again.

The autumn wind is rustling outside the window, and the ginkgo has fallen all over the ground.

Xie Zhiyao looked at the woman's suddenly pale face, put down the paintbrush in his hand and asked concerned: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"...I'm fine." Gu Xinci took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, waved his hands and said, "Go ahead."

Xie Zhiyao couldn't help but looked at her a few more times, seeing that she really didn't intend to continue, so he suppressed his doubts and continued with the unfinished sketch.

She seems...doesn't want to mention Donglin.This is a guess kept in Xie Zhiyao's mind, but people have secrets that cannot be revealed, and it is not polite to ask the bottom line, so it is the best choice to stop here.

Since she didn't ask, Gu Xinci acted as if nothing happened, as if the brief gaffe that day was just an insignificant episode.

The sky gradually cooled down, and the ginkgo trees by the window became bare, no longer the beauty of the past.

Here we have to take care of re-laying the foundation, and there we have to take care of the professional courses. Xie Zhiyao sometimes brings homework directly to the studio, and writes when he is tired of painting. Gu Xinci doesn’t care about her, she spends time in the studio Actually not many, just come and have a look once in a while.

Once she happened to be there, and happened to meet Xu Huaian coming over after class, and the two of them looked at each other for a long time at the door, and finally Xu Huaian called a teacher before letting her in.After that, Xu Huai'an also tacitly agreed to come with him, and Xie Zhiyao also asked Xu Huai'an privately if she saw something.

Xu Huai'an just laughed and said that it was nothing to see, and then clicked on her notebook, which was still mostly empty.

After nearly a month of this, when she finally handed over the painting, Gu Xinci was silent for a long time, put down the things in his hand, and pondered for a long time before speaking.

"It's okay. You can go to make a painting later, and you can do it in the studio."

Xie Zhiyao's eyes lit up, and there was an irrepressible surprise in his eyes.

It's quite rare, it's been a month, and it's the first time she heard the three words "not bad" in Gu Xinci's mouth.But since she said that she can make paintings in this studio, then...

Xie Zhiyao glanced at the picture in the middle without any trace.

"Then...can I ask you a question?" She hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice.

Only then did Gu Xinci raise his head to look at her again, and nodded slightly.

"Just ask."

"That painting..." Xie Zhiyao's eyes fell on the painting in the middle of the studio, she carefully considered her tone, and tentatively said, "The style and technique seem to be different from the others."

Did you draw it?This tentative question was stuck in her throat, and she looked into the deep eyes of the woman in front of her, and she couldn't even ask.

But Gu Xinci guessed what she wanted to ask.

"That's not my painting." The woman lowered her eyelids, her voice suddenly softened for a moment, "That's my lover's painting."

Xie Zhiyao was stunned for a moment.She had never heard Gu Xinci speak in such a gentle tone, but she could taste the deep softness and cherishment in a short sentence.

She must really, really like that guy.

However, that painting is very old.Even if the owner keeps it carefully, the imprint of time can be easily seen from it.

"This painting was made more than 20 years ago." Seemingly seeing what she was thinking, Gu Xinci stood up and walked slowly to the painting. She raised her hand and slowly slid her fingertips across the frame, " She was gone long ago."

Xie Zhiyao shuddered, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The woman's back was facing her, her back was still straight, as if nothing in this world could bend her back, but at this moment, she seemed very alone.

The words from more than 20 years ago have been well preserved up to now, and the sentence she said in person is gone...it really is gone.But after so many years, she still wears the ring on her hand, apparently never let go of it.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Gu, I..."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Gu Xinci turned to look at her, her fingertips moved slightly, as if there was a slight upward trend, but she quickly restrained herself, "You just asked, I Answered, that's all. As for this...it's the truth, you didn't offend me."

Xie Zhiyao looked at her, not knowing what to say for a while.

There was a long silence in the studio.

After a long time, Xie Zhiyao said softly: "You must miss her very much."

Gu Xinci's eyelashes trembled, as if taking off a mask, she sighed, her back, which had been straight all the time, seemed to collapse in an instant.

"Yeah." She responded lightly, as if tacitly acquiescing.

"...I'm sorry." Xie Zhiyao bowed his head and apologized again, "After all, I reminded you of this..."

"I said, no need to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong." Gu Xinci turned around and put his palm lightly on the young girl's shoulder, "Pack up your things, come here today, tomorrow I'm not at school for two days, you can take a break. I... go back first."

Xie Zhiyao hesitated to speak and watched her silently watching her push the door out with her handbag, feeling a little sore for some reason.There are too many regrets in this world that cannot be made up, but the dead are gone, and the living must bear the past and move on.But... What moves forward is the body, maybe there is something that has been left forever on the day the deceased left.

It didn't take long to pack the painting tools, but Xie Zhiyao didn't leave, she stood up silently, and walked to the painting.

The painting is an oil painting, but you can see a lot of techniques and shadows belonging to Chinese painting from it. I think the author of this painting should be majoring in Chinese painting.

More than 20 years ago... that is, when Gu Xinci should still be in Central America.

She looked at every part of the painting bit by bit, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.Indeed, if you look closely, you can see that the brushwork and techniques are still very immature, and there is no way to compare with other paintings in this studio, but she also knows that in Gu Xinci's heart, this painting is priceless.

Faint footsteps could be heard outside the door, Xie Zhiyao looked back, just in time to see Xu Huaian knocking on the door and coming in.

"Is today over so soon?" Xu Huai'an held the professional course book in his hand, poked his head in and took a look, but soon, she noticed that Xie Zhiyao was not in the right mood.

"What's the matter? Have you been told?" She put the book on the table by the door, walked over and raised her hand to touch the corner of her eyes, "Your eyes are a little red."

"Hmm..." Xie Zhiyao snorted, stretched out his arms to hug her, buried her face in her neck, and said sullenly, "No, I just... heard a story."

She organized her sentences and recounted what happened just now.

There was a long silence after the speech.

Xu Huaian sat down in front of the painting with her in his arms, and raised his hand to stroke her head.

Xie Zhiyao nestled quietly in her arms, and said softly after a long time: "It must be very painful to send a loved one away. I think... Teacher Gu back then is not what he is now."

"Perhaps." Xu Huai'an lowered his eyes, "In this world...it's really hard for everything to be perfect."

Xie Zhiyao raised his head, reached over and held her wrist.

"What's the matter?" She blinked, watching her kneel up and get close to her forehead.

Xie Zhiyao looked into her eyes, pursed his lips and opened his mouth seriously.

"But I want to be fulfilled."

Want a fulfillment that belongs to them.

Xu Huaian pursed his lower lip, closed his eyes and rubbed her cheek, whispering softly, as if comforting or as a promise.

"Will do."

The author has something to say:

Going through the plot, I was so divided when I wrote this chapter. I was so happy to see Yaoyao and Xiaoan happily posting candy.

Then there is a small detail. I don’t know if you have noticed it. Teacher Gu raised his hand at the beginning, but he wanted to rub Yaoyao’s hair, but he gave up in the end. Why did he say x later?