Madam escaped

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☆、Chapter 80

New Year's Eve, a day of family celebration, is full of weird atmosphere in our house.

I hid in the room stubbornly, staring at a stain at the foot of the bed in a daze. I just felt that I should be this stain to Zhou Manting and her parents. Apart from looking upset, I should be wiped off. I can't do it well to let them I'm all happy, and I don't deserve their kindness to me!

Until Zhou Manting came to call me in person and asked me to take her to the airport.

Seeing her obviously haggard face, but stubbornly straightened her back and talking to me, I could only bow my head and follow her downstairs with the key in guilt.

She probably said goodbye to my parents. My parents sat on the sofa and told me: "Send me to the airport properly and come back."

Without raising my eyes, I let out a 'huh' and went out the door first.

She came out several minutes after me, and as soon as she got in the car, I started the car and drove to Paris airport.

Along the way, she still looked out the window without saying a word, leaving the back of her head alone for me.I think she must be annoyed with me. Anyone who meets a coward like me will only feel bad luck for eight lifetimes!

At the airport, I waited with her.

The bustling city is reflected in the airport, that is, there are people coming and going at any time, and there is never a lack of excitement and noise.

However, between me and her, it was so quiet, so quiet that I went through everything in my mind, and finally, I took out the paper bag she gave me from my pocket and handed it over, saying: "It's been a few days I didn’t accompany you well, take the rest of the money back!”

Here, I really despise myself, and through such a simple action, I classified our relationship and all the warmth these days as a simple employment relationship, and even omitted the apology and explanation for the harm I caused her yesterday , I can even feel the rightness and confidence in the words.

She didn't pick it up, but stood up gracefully, straightened the straps of her bag, looked at the rolling information sign, and said: "Our agreement did not include whether to accompany you or not. You have done what you promised, and I will pay for it." I promise, it's fair."

She is really nice, not only beautiful, but also told me what I want to hear the most, which made me feel relieved, put the paper bag back in my pocket, and said to her seriously: "I know it may be possible. This is the last time we meet, so I want to tell you my best wishes, I hope everyone you meet in the future is better than me, if possible, it is best to be a good man, have a happy family, and have a few beautiful children .”

She kept looking at me with shining beautiful eyes, didn't answer, and didn't stop me, so I said again: "In the future, I will consciously not appear in front of you, and I won't upset you anymore. If I can forget I'd better, if you really can't forget it, you can just treat me as that little sister who is not sensible and only makes you angry!"

Little sister, these three words, I used to care so much about being mentioned by her repeatedly, and I also hoped so much to change her position on me.Now, let me mention it, what a great irony!

I was disheartened and couldn't stay any longer, so I turned and walked outside.

She shouted loudly behind her: "Ling Long, goodbye!"

Yes, I didn't say goodbye to her. If I don't say goodbye, it means I will never see you again. You are as smart as you, don't you understand?

I stood outside the airport watching her plane take off and didn't go home until I couldn't see it anymore.

Everything was back to how it was at the beginning, the father was still the same father, and the mother was still the same mother, and they never mentioned anything related to Zhou Manting again.We prepared New Year's goods in harmony, had reunion dinner, took care of my mother to sleep, and drank some wine with my father until he fell asleep too.

During the Lunar New Year's Day, I stayed in my room, looking at the blank drawing board and trying to draw something, but I didn't know how to write.

Heart, empty!

And the girl who took all my heart is on the plane right now having her special New Years.

Tears flowed just like that, I clutched my sore chest tightly, the pain was so painful that I was about to suffocate.

I hate it so much, I hate myself for being a daughter, I hate the person who broke the news, and I hate myself even more!

Half a year passed in a flash, and there was no contact with Zhou Manting again.It seems that those reunion days are really like a dream, but there are still many left, and they have really changed my thinking and living conditions.

With the money she left behind, I didn’t go to work in the past six months, but stayed with my parents to paint day and night. At this time, the state of painting was very similar to when I went to the desert to paint "Life", not for painting And painting is more like painting emotions, painting things that are surging in my heart. I no longer deliberately paint monsters for the sake of being new and different.

In the beginning, I just completed the sketches with Zhou Manting step by step, whether realistic or abstract, but I was always dissatisfied, until one day after I finished a painting full of tombstones, I had a nightmare , In the dream, I saw Zhou Manting being haunted by those lonely ghosts, in great pain, trying to save but unable to save, this sense of powerlessness was extended in reality, I directly mixed a pot of blood-like color to vent at random To all the paintings, watching the paint cover up their original color, turning all the paintings into a red.

I laughed heartily, scaring my father who ran up, and finally, accompanied by him, I fell into a state of madness and painted randomly, repainting on every destroyed canvas, and mixing paints at will , Sometimes even without adjusting, just squeeze the tubes of paint directly onto the canvas with your hands, get rid of the brushes and tools, and get started directly.

After being in this state for as long as a week, it seems that I have vented all the surging air in my heart before I give up.

At the end of the semester, with the mentality of being dismissed, I took these paintings with my father to meet the professor.

In fact, I didn't participate much in what happened. I only know that the professor left my father to talk for a long time, and then there was the first art exhibition in my life under the leadership of the professor.

Here I would like to thank this selfless French professor Su En, she is a pure artist, she used all her relationships and connections in this exhibition, which shocked the French art circle on the first day of its launch, and was well received extensive coverage.Since then, I have been given several hats, 'the youngest critical painter', 'the lunatic of the art world', 'thought blaster', 'dream terminator'.

According to my own conclusion, thanks to the professor and the frequent occurrence of terrorist attacks, under the peaceful beauty in everyone's eyes, the danger is actually coming or has already come. This is the theme of my art exhibition.Walking in, twenty large and small paintings are all red. At a glance, they are shocking and disorderly. The bold use of color represents the shocking after being destroyed. When you look closely, behind the destruction is the scene Represents the picture of beauty and peace or sacrifice.

Including myself, I have walked in it countless times, and I often feel in a trance when I am asked by many people, because these paintings are indeed made by me, but they are not like my own paintings.If I were to paint at this time, many color combinations and techniques would definitely not be so useful.If I really need to explain, it must have been possessed by a deceased artist!