Castle Peak Like Jade
Chapter 37 Alienation
It was dark inside, so he turned on a dim light.
The bulge on the bed didn't respond. He stared at her back for a moment, and the man asked, "Are you feeling unwell after going to bed so early?"
Chushuang's voice was hazy, "No, I'm just sleepy."
"Want to get up and have some cake?"
"no appetite."
The room was silent for a moment, staring at her thin back, Sheng Ting moved his lips slowly: "Then I'll put it in the refrigerator, you can eat it tomorrow morning."
The next day, when Sheng Ting went downstairs, she met Chushuang who was about to go out. She was dressed like a holy white camellia today.
The silk v-neck shirt is tucked into the slender waist, the lower body is a black fishtail skirt, the waist-to-hip ratio is excellent, and the leather shoes make a crisp sound on the ground.
Two small silver earrings set off her creamy skin, but her lips were gorgeous.
Seeing the man coming downstairs, she nodded, "Morning."
He took his bag and went out the door.
Looking at her slender back, Sheng Ting's eyes were full of secrets.
That night when I came back from Lingcui Pavilion, I felt as if I was away. After thinking about it carefully, nothing special happened.
-
In the evening, I asked Sheng Yao to go to Liyuan to listen to an opera. After get off work, Chushuang lined up to buy puffs at a hot dessert shop near the company, but when she arrived, they were just sold out.
"Sorry, look at other things, the durian cakes in the store are also delicious."
But Chushuang only wanted to eat puffs, so she agreed to buy some for Yaoyao.
"How long will it take for you to do it?"
"Maybe another twenty or ten minutes."
"That's it."
"Do you want puffs?"
As soon as she turned around, she heard a male voice asking next to her. Chushuang raised her eyes and saw a man wearing sunglasses showing a firm chin.
A little bit familiar.
With a lazy smile on his lips, Han Zhenhao pushed down his glasses, "Meet you again, girl."
By the way, it was the person who lent him gasoline last time.
Just two people in front of her in line, he bought five boxes of puffs at once, and they didn't disappear until she arrived.
Chushuang nodded, "What a coincidence."
"Are you here to buy puffs too?" Han Zhenhao asked casually.
"Well, this one is sold out, I'll go to other dessert shops..."
"How much do you want, is two boxes enough for you?"
Before she could react, Chushuang was stuffed with two boxes of puffs.
"No, you eat it yourself, I'll buy it elsewhere."
Han Zhenhao: "I originally bought it for a friend, but now he doesn't come here anymore, so you can eat as much as you want. Are two boxes enough?"
Chushuang was slightly stunned, "That's enough, then I'll pay you the money."
The man bent his lips and nodded, "OK."
Swipe a few times with the long finger on the screen, pull out the QR code and hand it to her.
Chushuang scanned it, and with a beep, the phone recognized that it was not a payment code.
It's a personal WeChat page.
After thinking about it, she clicked to add friends.
Seeing her complete operation, Han Zhenhao frowned slightly, and agreed to her friend request.
"Thank you."
"It's okay, I was thanks to you last time."
Seeing her car parked by the side of the road, Han Zhenhao said: "I even said to see you off, it seems that I don't have this chance, girl, do you have an appointment?"
"Well, I have an appointment with a friend." Chushuang held up the puff, "Thank you."
Watching Bentley go away, Han Zhenhao lazily leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, while flipping through her Moments with the other hand with great interest.
It can be seen that her life is relatively pure, and she likes to post food and beautiful scenery. Occasionally, she will take a selfie, most of which are her own paintings.
There are exquisite character pictures drawn on tablets, cute q-version villains drawn on napkins when you are bored, and Han Zhenhao's eyes froze - ink and wash Chinese paintings that you have put a lot of effort into at a glance.
Precipitous moats, vast rivers, mist and light wind, she added her own understanding to the description of mountains, water, fog and wind in this landscape painting.
Not only is the outline of the lines ingenious and flexible, but the sparseness, density, gathering, and scattering of the blank space also reflects the beauty of the exquisite layout.
The style of the painting is soft and full of toughness, elegance and majesty blend naturally, vigorous and full of aura, and the charm of pen and ink is really vivid.
Han Zhenhao has a lot of paintings by famous artists in his home, and he learned traditional Chinese painting for two years as a child, so he can appreciate one or two. It can be seen that her painting skills are profound, and it is by no means a one-time achievement.
The bone method uses brushwork, outlines and renders, and those skills and artistic conceptions are vividly interpreted in her pen.
She has all the talent and delicate emotional expression needed by an artist.
Obviously, the standard of Chinese painting is superb, which is already a height that others look up to, but he is willing to be a painter in this comic company.
I'm a bit humbled.
These are two completely different paths. If she continues to study in the direction of traditional Chinese painting, she will become a famous artist in the future.
It is precisely this kind of contradiction and confusion that makes her more concrete and mysterious.
Han Zhenhao saved the picture of the painting, tapped the phone with his fingertips, and smiled lightly. It was getting more and more interesting.
At first, he was only attracted by the beautiful skin, but now, he really wants to understand this person deeply.
Driving to Nanhua Street, Shiyue's cafe was playing soft pure music, and the milk mixer at the bar saw the dessert box handed over by Han Zhenhao, and was slightly surprised, "When did you become so polite, why don't you come to see me?" bring something."
Pulling up a high stool and sitting at the bar counter, Han Zhenhao said in a tone of embarrassment, "I can't finish eating, so I'll give it to you."
"You can't finish eating and you buy so much."
Shi Yue picked out a puff to taste, "Not bad."
"What to drink, I'll make it for you."
"Let's have a latte."
Shi Yue bowed his head to make a drink, looked at his gentle and handsome face, Han Zhenhao propped his hands and said suddenly, "When you were old, you always had a good relationship with the opposite sex. Everyone said you were a friend of women. Let me ask you a question."
"ask."
"Have you chased girls?"
Shi Yue took the time to look at him, "You have more experience than me."
People who have lived among thousands of flowers came to ask him for a mother list.
"No, it's the serious kind of chasing, have you ever had it?"
"No."
"You are the only girl around me who understands girls better," Han Zhenhao thought for a moment, and asked, "How can you chase after a girl who is not bad at money, has a stable job and hobbies, and is polite but alienated?"
Shi Yue handed the latte in front of him, disapproving, "Who are you looking at again?"
"It's not brother. I'm serious. I'm serious about chasing after girls. You can help me analyze and analyze."
Shi Yue wiped the marble workbench, and said murderous words in a warm tone.
"That kind of girl usually doesn't like you."
Han Zhenhao clicked his tongue, "I've known you for more than [-] years, you must be so hurt?"
"You think, people have both material needs and spiritual needs, and they must be more rational and mature in terms of emotions. If you don't have an absolute advantage, how can you win people's hearts?"
Han Zhenhao was thoughtful, "Then according to what you said, this kind of high mountain flower can't be broken."
"It's not completely impossible."
"Tell me."
"Didn't you say that people have hobbies? It might be useful to start here."
Han Zhenhao raised his eyes suddenly, was awakened by a word, and smiled lazily, "Yes, when I was old, I was indeed a person who has studied psychology. I haven't realized that you are so capable before, so I will be my military advisor in the future."
The bulge on the bed didn't respond. He stared at her back for a moment, and the man asked, "Are you feeling unwell after going to bed so early?"
Chushuang's voice was hazy, "No, I'm just sleepy."
"Want to get up and have some cake?"
"no appetite."
The room was silent for a moment, staring at her thin back, Sheng Ting moved his lips slowly: "Then I'll put it in the refrigerator, you can eat it tomorrow morning."
The next day, when Sheng Ting went downstairs, she met Chushuang who was about to go out. She was dressed like a holy white camellia today.
The silk v-neck shirt is tucked into the slender waist, the lower body is a black fishtail skirt, the waist-to-hip ratio is excellent, and the leather shoes make a crisp sound on the ground.
Two small silver earrings set off her creamy skin, but her lips were gorgeous.
Seeing the man coming downstairs, she nodded, "Morning."
He took his bag and went out the door.
Looking at her slender back, Sheng Ting's eyes were full of secrets.
That night when I came back from Lingcui Pavilion, I felt as if I was away. After thinking about it carefully, nothing special happened.
-
In the evening, I asked Sheng Yao to go to Liyuan to listen to an opera. After get off work, Chushuang lined up to buy puffs at a hot dessert shop near the company, but when she arrived, they were just sold out.
"Sorry, look at other things, the durian cakes in the store are also delicious."
But Chushuang only wanted to eat puffs, so she agreed to buy some for Yaoyao.
"How long will it take for you to do it?"
"Maybe another twenty or ten minutes."
"That's it."
"Do you want puffs?"
As soon as she turned around, she heard a male voice asking next to her. Chushuang raised her eyes and saw a man wearing sunglasses showing a firm chin.
A little bit familiar.
With a lazy smile on his lips, Han Zhenhao pushed down his glasses, "Meet you again, girl."
By the way, it was the person who lent him gasoline last time.
Just two people in front of her in line, he bought five boxes of puffs at once, and they didn't disappear until she arrived.
Chushuang nodded, "What a coincidence."
"Are you here to buy puffs too?" Han Zhenhao asked casually.
"Well, this one is sold out, I'll go to other dessert shops..."
"How much do you want, is two boxes enough for you?"
Before she could react, Chushuang was stuffed with two boxes of puffs.
"No, you eat it yourself, I'll buy it elsewhere."
Han Zhenhao: "I originally bought it for a friend, but now he doesn't come here anymore, so you can eat as much as you want. Are two boxes enough?"
Chushuang was slightly stunned, "That's enough, then I'll pay you the money."
The man bent his lips and nodded, "OK."
Swipe a few times with the long finger on the screen, pull out the QR code and hand it to her.
Chushuang scanned it, and with a beep, the phone recognized that it was not a payment code.
It's a personal WeChat page.
After thinking about it, she clicked to add friends.
Seeing her complete operation, Han Zhenhao frowned slightly, and agreed to her friend request.
"Thank you."
"It's okay, I was thanks to you last time."
Seeing her car parked by the side of the road, Han Zhenhao said: "I even said to see you off, it seems that I don't have this chance, girl, do you have an appointment?"
"Well, I have an appointment with a friend." Chushuang held up the puff, "Thank you."
Watching Bentley go away, Han Zhenhao lazily leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, while flipping through her Moments with the other hand with great interest.
It can be seen that her life is relatively pure, and she likes to post food and beautiful scenery. Occasionally, she will take a selfie, most of which are her own paintings.
There are exquisite character pictures drawn on tablets, cute q-version villains drawn on napkins when you are bored, and Han Zhenhao's eyes froze - ink and wash Chinese paintings that you have put a lot of effort into at a glance.
Precipitous moats, vast rivers, mist and light wind, she added her own understanding to the description of mountains, water, fog and wind in this landscape painting.
Not only is the outline of the lines ingenious and flexible, but the sparseness, density, gathering, and scattering of the blank space also reflects the beauty of the exquisite layout.
The style of the painting is soft and full of toughness, elegance and majesty blend naturally, vigorous and full of aura, and the charm of pen and ink is really vivid.
Han Zhenhao has a lot of paintings by famous artists in his home, and he learned traditional Chinese painting for two years as a child, so he can appreciate one or two. It can be seen that her painting skills are profound, and it is by no means a one-time achievement.
The bone method uses brushwork, outlines and renders, and those skills and artistic conceptions are vividly interpreted in her pen.
She has all the talent and delicate emotional expression needed by an artist.
Obviously, the standard of Chinese painting is superb, which is already a height that others look up to, but he is willing to be a painter in this comic company.
I'm a bit humbled.
These are two completely different paths. If she continues to study in the direction of traditional Chinese painting, she will become a famous artist in the future.
It is precisely this kind of contradiction and confusion that makes her more concrete and mysterious.
Han Zhenhao saved the picture of the painting, tapped the phone with his fingertips, and smiled lightly. It was getting more and more interesting.
At first, he was only attracted by the beautiful skin, but now, he really wants to understand this person deeply.
Driving to Nanhua Street, Shiyue's cafe was playing soft pure music, and the milk mixer at the bar saw the dessert box handed over by Han Zhenhao, and was slightly surprised, "When did you become so polite, why don't you come to see me?" bring something."
Pulling up a high stool and sitting at the bar counter, Han Zhenhao said in a tone of embarrassment, "I can't finish eating, so I'll give it to you."
"You can't finish eating and you buy so much."
Shi Yue picked out a puff to taste, "Not bad."
"What to drink, I'll make it for you."
"Let's have a latte."
Shi Yue bowed his head to make a drink, looked at his gentle and handsome face, Han Zhenhao propped his hands and said suddenly, "When you were old, you always had a good relationship with the opposite sex. Everyone said you were a friend of women. Let me ask you a question."
"ask."
"Have you chased girls?"
Shi Yue took the time to look at him, "You have more experience than me."
People who have lived among thousands of flowers came to ask him for a mother list.
"No, it's the serious kind of chasing, have you ever had it?"
"No."
"You are the only girl around me who understands girls better," Han Zhenhao thought for a moment, and asked, "How can you chase after a girl who is not bad at money, has a stable job and hobbies, and is polite but alienated?"
Shi Yue handed the latte in front of him, disapproving, "Who are you looking at again?"
"It's not brother. I'm serious. I'm serious about chasing after girls. You can help me analyze and analyze."
Shi Yue wiped the marble workbench, and said murderous words in a warm tone.
"That kind of girl usually doesn't like you."
Han Zhenhao clicked his tongue, "I've known you for more than [-] years, you must be so hurt?"
"You think, people have both material needs and spiritual needs, and they must be more rational and mature in terms of emotions. If you don't have an absolute advantage, how can you win people's hearts?"
Han Zhenhao was thoughtful, "Then according to what you said, this kind of high mountain flower can't be broken."
"It's not completely impossible."
"Tell me."
"Didn't you say that people have hobbies? It might be useful to start here."
Han Zhenhao raised his eyes suddenly, was awakened by a word, and smiled lazily, "Yes, when I was old, I was indeed a person who has studied psychology. I haven't realized that you are so capable before, so I will be my military advisor in the future."
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