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Some readers once wrote to Wei Yang, asking her about her views on life.What should one pursue in life?She wrote back and said, what I used to pursue was to burn myself, and even the more painful the burning, the better. I thought pain was real.Now I can understand that no one is born to reject happiness, and no one should.Burning itself, if you want to burn a beautiful flame, the burning thing itself must be happy.The reader asked again, don't you think that life is essentially a void?She said, yeah, so why not just be happy?

Some readers said she had changed.Maybe they see her as a weird idol.She laughed it off.

She got up and changed her clothes, and walked to the appointed restaurant with Cheng Heng.In an era where the use of transportation causes pollution and sometimes has to wait for a long time, no matter how fast the transportation is, it seems limited and not free. Only walking is the most free-even if the speed is limited, it is completely controlled by oneself.The two walked hand in hand through the once very familiar streets of Beijing. They liked this city, but they had no nostalgia for it.Wei Yang once felt that it was impossible for him to stay in one place for more than three years, she had to go somewhere else.Beijing is like this, Shanghai is like this, and New York is also like this. She always feels that she has been wandering, maybe because the person she expected to take her heart did not take him in the beginning, so she kept exiling herself.

Go with the flow, even if you don't know what is pushing you.Son of the Wind.

The two of them arrived after walking two kilometers, still earlier than the unlucky guy who took a taxi.The Chaoshan hot pot at noon is said to be the best one in Beijing. The vegetables and beef on the table are open.There were three friends and two family members, one old friend and one newcomer.Eat too happily, get drunk without wine.Cheng Heng used to be open-minded, greeting this and that, and even asked the painter friend who was unlucky to come alone, why are you alone?She saw that the painter's red lips were still the same, even though the color number was changed, they were still beautiful and sharp.

The painter gave her a blank look, what's wrong with me?Is it okay for me to eat your dog food alone?

Knowing that she seemed unhappy recently, the two thought it was a bottleneck in creation, so they invited her to go to their place to take a rest sometime. "Anyway, you kept saying that you were going and you didn't go. It's better to hit the sun than choose a date. Let's do it now." Wei Yang said, "Just treat you as us, sister matchmaker? Sister beauty?"

"Cheng Cheng, are you still tearing her mouth apart?" the painter said, Cheng Heng just smiled, "The biggest trick I set myself in this life was to introduce the two of you to each other! From then on, I will eat double dog food! Bah! Cheng Heng laughed and said nothing else, but seriously invited the painter to the two of them's home to recuperate at the end of the dinner.

"No matter what the reason is, you can say clearly, you can't say clearly, put it down first, and then go to a quiet place to rest." She said to the painter.Then he left hand in hand with Wei Yang, leaving the painter alone, with a look of loneliness on his face with bright red lips.This is a bit cruel, Wei Yang said to Cheng Heng, Cheng Heng shook his head and smiled, "People can't play seriously at the same time. You can play seriously, or play completely. Isn't it your fault that she is like this today? Leave your own affairs to yourself Bar."

Wei Yang didn't say anything, countless eyes flashed in his mind whether it was evil or fate, good or bad, and he felt it was a waste after all, so he just smiled at her.What kind of existence are you in my life, that is a false proposition, your existence is enough.

Three days later, Wei Yang's work was finished, and the two declined the editor's persuasion, and went home directly.After driving from the airport for several days, Cheng Heng suddenly said that I like this kind of small city.Wei Yang asked why, "Because it is close at hand, but not so big that it invades and devours life, we can still keep a proper distance from it and be independent." After speaking, the car turned into a small road and drove towards the villa in the mountain.Looking at the mountains and forests from a distance, the great tit was always hovering in the air, its beautiful and slender tail feathers trembling slightly.Cheng Heng rolled down the car window, and the fresh air of the forest caressed his face softly.

It was so close at hand, but she missed her big balcony very much at this moment.After returning home, she put down her luggage—it was Wei Yang’s job to pack her luggage anyway—she went straight to the balcony, and the rain started to network together the world and everything in the world.She loved the sight, as love, as gentle and comfortable as love.

At this time Wei Yang came from behind and poured her a cup of tea, she took it, and then Wei Yang hugged her from behind.It's so good, it's almost unreal.No sound or words are needed, just the sound of rain and hugs, let time flow.

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Note: In order not to conflict with the ending, the beginning has been modified and changed to "Wei Yang said that she will take care of the housework at home before coming here."

Summer Dream(1)

Miss Chi Hui, a painter, finally arrived in Wei Yang's hometown a week later.This time there is no red lips, but also wearing huge sunglasses.Chi Hui is someone who either gets out of the way or hides himself completely.She doesn't have an intermediate state, and she doesn't like intermediates.Her work is rich and colorful.In terms of the painters she admires, she admires Monet, but she can’t say that she likes it much—the layered, gradual and blurred ones are not her.She didn't pay attention to Leng Jun either.In terms of enthusiasm, she is more like Van Gogh, but Van Gogh still has a touch of tenderness and innocence. Her slow-moving paintings are closer to the style of Edward Hopper's "Nightwalker".

Clear, direct, even a little sharp.Of course, people who have seen Chi Hui will say that people are sharper.Some critics said that Chi Hui's works have a contradictory temperament. When you feel that it is sharp and straight to the senses, the artist actually reserves it, as if the blade stays a few centimeters in front of your eyes; on the contrary, if you feel it at first glance It is relatively gentle, but if you look closely, you will often find that every line and every beam of light and shadow has a strong and unquestionable attitude.

Chi Hui didn't like seeing these comments, she thought they were all guesswork.She never only paints the reality she sees, she only re-expresses the reality, she does not analyze it.She sees that light and that line and that's it, that's it.She wants to restore it in her own way, so that people who see the painting can use her eyes to see the world.

Just like a photo.Although she doesn't like the art of photography very much, especially in the era when everyone retouches pictures.She prefers to look at those black and white photos.

After getting off the plane, Wei Yang said that he had arrived and was waiting for her outside.He drank too much water on the plane, and after solving his internal emergency, he saw that his face was not looking good on the bathroom glass, but he was afraid of making Wei Yang wait, so he left in a hurry.

Who knew Cheng Heng would laugh at this expression all night.

When she woke up the next day, she painted her red lips like blood, put on a wide-brimmed hat on her wavy but undistorted long hair, and went out for breakfast.She knew that Wei Yang and Cheng Heng would eat at home, and she didn't want to eat their dog food all the time. She wanted to experience the local customs—after all, she really came here to gather.Cheng Heng said that she had been painting big cities for too long and needed to paint something else.

When she walked into this shabby breakfast shop that serves hot rice noodles as the main food, she just got a hot bowl of mutton rice noodles and sat down to eat and was holding chopsticks when she saw a man with half-length brown curly hair The woman walks in.The man looked tired, staggered, and held a valuable camera in his hand.She raised her eyes to see Chi Hui, her tired eyes immediately glowed, and quickly raised the camera with both hands, taking two snaps. Before Chi Hui could respond, the man spoke first:

"Draw big red lips early in the morning."

The words were contemptuous and mocking. Chi Hui's character is usually sharp or not, but this time it must be sharp - so she opened her eyes wide and retorted: "Infringement on other people's portrait rights early in the morning!"

This was the first conversation between her and Zhang Zimo.If the beginning is not correct, it will naturally become crooked in the future.

Chi Hui had a bad impression of Zhang Zimo at first, as he knew from the guy's accent that she was not a local.The locals came to have breakfast in high spirits, but the guy in front of him who took pictures of himself without his consent smelled of alcohol. He obviously didn't know where he had been drinking all night. He came here before he sobered up at dawn It's breakfast—or rather dinner.

Chi Hui's mouth was the most powerful, but she didn't take the initiative to show it until she was out of breath—rolling her eyes didn't fit her identity, so she just glared at Zhang Zimo, and didn't plan to argue with a drunk.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zimo, who was stared at, giggled, and walked in while laughing, his feet were sloppy, and he continued to raise the bar: "It's okay to know, but those who don't know think that you sucked blood and licked it last night." Lick it." Chi Hui really wanted to put the rice noodles on her head.

She likes bright red lips, just because it makes her feel refreshed, and that red is her.She remembers her most beautiful solo exhibition. Some people said, oops, a big red lip is not eye-catching enough, and she even wore a red skirt!She smiled on her face, and the pride in her heart had already broken through the ceiling and went straight to the sky. Yes, this is me, only in the state of big red.The kind of red that you can never ignore, even a red that is so glorious that it feels a little daunting.

She wants others to be afraid of her so that she can be comfortable.The main reason why Cheng Heng was able to become good friends with her was Cheng Heng's ease of retraction and tolerance. In other words, Wei Yang and Cheng Heng are essentially the same person, and Wei Yang is more restrained.Looking for a partner, both similarity and complementarity are fine, as long as you can live together.Chi Hui's past partners were all complementary to her, and she felt that that was the only way to let her go. It's not impossible to ask her to let him go, but either she was a little at a loss, or the other party gave up first.

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