continue to depend on

They quarreled later, because a woman from Qinhuaihe walked into the studio, Ruixuan was not happy to talk to Yunqing, he sat on a small high stool with the cat in his arms, and heard the master say slowly, " Yunqing, Yunqing, if you want to find that flower girl, you can go and find it, if you have Hualiu disease, don't ask me to treat it."

At this time, Yun Qing was packing up the paints on the drawing board and was going to go to the Qinhuai River area. After hearing this, she walked to Rui Xuan's side, smiled, slowly licked his face, and corrected him: "What kind of girl, she It has a name, it's called Baozhu."

Ruixuan slapped his hand off, with a very upset look on his face, "This name is so vulgar!"

Baozhu came to the studio last Sunday, dressed in a lake blue silk cheongsam, silver red crinkle handkerchief, and wearing thin-legged glasses, pretending to be a female student. She explained to Yunqing that her name was Baozhu, and she worked in a red building by the Qinhuai River. The young lady of the Qing Dynasty already had a young master from a rich family who redeemed her body, and planned to carry a sedan chair to marry her next month.

He also asked Yunqing if he was free next Sunday, and wanted to ask him to go to Hongloufang to make a painting for her.

This made Yun Qing very embarrassed, not only the identity of this woman, but she invited him to paint for her in the Red Chamber.

Yun Qing asked if he could paint in the studio?The woman shook her head and smiled, "I'm not here for painting, I'm just here for a souvenir, sir, do you understand?"

Yun Qing looked at her, with delicate features, a small camellia in her temple hair, her eyes were slightly bent and she smiled, and there was a bit of sadness in that smile, Yun Qing nodded, "I understand, then next Sunday I will Go and help you draw."

After Baozhu left, Ruixuan became suspicious, and asked Yunqing what the girl said about the little remembrance, what kind of remembrance?Who is commemorated?Yun Qing, does she want to remember you, or do you want to remember each other?

Yun Qing pushed Ruixuan away with a smile, shook her head and said with a smile that it's hard to say, in fact, you wouldn't understand it, so she simply didn't say it.

Ruixuan quarreled with Yunqing because of this, but finally reconciled, Ruixuan was drunk and hugged Yunqing to sleep, pressed against him and kissed him, when Yunqing closed her eyes, she thought, what does that woman commemorate?Who is commemorated?In fact, it's just to commemorate the past, who said that this girl will be happy if she marries that young master?

Although she is a noble lady, but when she goes out from Red Chamber, who cares about her cleanliness?They are all prostitute fans, and she is a concubine. The young master has a wife, and maybe he will marry another wife in the future... No matter how good life is now, after a long time, it will inevitably be sad.

Just like... just like us, no matter how good the day is, after a long time, it will inevitably be sad.

In a daze, Yunqing heard Ruixuan ask, do you like me or not?like or not?Yun Qing thought how could I not like you, do you blame me for always having other people around me?But Ruixuan, I can never get married for you, I know you won't do this for me, sooner or later you will leave, there is no way.

Yun Qing sighed softly like a cat licking her heart, opened her eyes and stared blankly at the bed curtains, and Yibi accepted Rui Xuan's kiss with great enjoyment.

On Sunday, Yunqing sat in front of the drawing board, Baozhu sat on the copper bed with a red gauze curtain, her eyebrows grew into her temples, her eyes were smiling slightly sadly, she was dressed in a bright red flat gold silk dress with narrow half-sleeves and a peach red pleated gauze. skirt, black embroidered shoes, this was the most beautiful moment in her life, her sweetheart redeemed her body and wanted to marry her, she was so happy that she had to leave a little souvenir.

Yun Qing painted Yibi and thought, um... If Ruixuan wants to leave, what should he use to commemorate his relationship with Ruixuan?If he wants to leave, he will definitely not be able to stay, there is no way, he will not paint for Ruixuan like Baozhu, it is impossible, don't even think about it.

Baozhu came to look at it after painting, and said with a smile that the painting was really good, and said that Master Ruixuan might not like such a painting?The last time she was in the studio, she saw Ruixuan add a mustache to one of Shirley's paintings with her own eyes.

Baozhu started from the origin of oil painting to the present of oil painting, and also talked about media, paints that should not touch water, and various shapes of brushes... Finally, it was decided that the young master Ruixuan did not understand oil painting.

Yun Qing smiled and said it's okay, she didn't want him to understand.

Baozhu understood what Yunqing meant: It doesn't matter, I didn't intend to be a painter in front of him.

Baozhu thinks about it, yes, originally, whether a person understands you or not is not the same as whether you like him or not.

The next Sunday was sunny, magpies chirped, Shirley went to the studio, Ruixuan didn't come at one o'clock in the afternoon, and he came at two o'clock in the afternoon, I'm surprised he was so late, Shirley thought.

Yun Qing sat in front of the drawing board and painted for Shirley. The afternoon sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the magpies were still chirping. Halfway through the painting, Yun Qing looked at Rui Xuan's face. His face was in a daze, and a particularly bright light was shining on his ring finger.

Yunqing gave a subconscious snort, and asked Ruixuan why he had this. Ruixuan said, Yunqing, I'm getting married, and my family betrothed me to a female student studying abroad.

Yun Qing said oh, and then went to draw again. Shirley in the painting is always beautiful, calm and childish.

After sitting for 10 minutes, Ruixuan didn't see Yunqing shedding tears. He thought that if he shed...he would still get married, but at this time he wanted to see him cry for him, just for him .

He wants to see him cry.

Yun Qing was still painting, and when she finished painting, if she lost something, she said to Ruixuan, then don't come here again.

Rui Xuan didn't speak, but the magpie chirped, as if remembering something, Rui Xuan asked Yun Qing, can you not move the studio again?I'm afraid I won't find it, and I know you won't be sending me any more letters.

Yun Qing didn't speak, the paintbrush lay there, dripping red all over the place.

There was a faint sound of drums and music outside the studio, Yun Qing sat there and listened, knowing that this was Bao Zhu's marriage, he suddenly felt that this was also a rehearsal for Rui Xuan's great joy.

He looked into Ruixuan's eyes, before he looked into his eyes, there was a little light refracted on Ruixuan's glasses, bright, white, diamond light.

He couldn't look into Ruixuan's eyes anymore, unless he took off his wedding ring, he knew he couldn't take it off, so there was nothing he could do about it, Yun Qing said you don't come again, really, don't come again up.

Yunqing has never painted Ruixuan before, but for some reason, every time Shirley looks at those paintings, she always feels stunned, suddenly feels that there are many small shadows of Ruixuan in each of Yunqing's paintings, Those little shadows are hidden in the painting, they are so similar that they almost want to come out.

It will take a long, long time before Shirley understands, and she draws her voice out suddenly, ah, so it was like this at that time, no wonder Ruixuan was angry when she saw me for the first time, no wonder Yunqing moved the studio secretly and endured it I couldn't stop writing to Ruixuan, no wonder they were arguing over the orb at that time.

No wonder.

No wonder that after Ruixuan left that day, Yunqing told her that he was uncomfortable.

Later, Shirley went to the book market, and the first page of a book was about ancient allusions, saying that the ancients used to knock the hairpin on the jade pillow to imply the love of men and women, and Shirley let out another ah at this time.

No wonder at that time Ruixuan would get angry when he saw her twirling the white jade hairpin and hearing her bracelet knocking white porcelain, and he couldn't help laughing at Ruixuan that he was too petty.

But I feel a little desolate. It is better to be ignorant. If you know too much, you will easily have a lot of other unhappiness that has nothing to do with yourself.

What a shame, Shirley thought, why should she be unhappy for someone who has nothing to do with her?No one gave her an award.

At this time, she thought of that Sunday many, many years ago, when Ruixuan hurried over that afternoon and happily told Yunqing that his betrothed fiancée had eloped with someone else, Xue Li secretly called Ruixuan a fool at that time, How could anyone be so happy about running away from his fiancée?

That night Yunqing lay in Ruixuan's arms, quietly trembling and being caressed, he thought, even if they were going to get married after a long time, at least for now they still continued to rely on her.