After Rebirth, Boss, She is Beautiful and Sassy

Chapter 17 Tour of the Painter’s Mausoleum

“Boss, you go up and put your luggage, I’ll wait for you below.” After checking in, Lin Dai told Yunsu that it was not easy for a boy to follow him up.

 “Call me Yunsu.”

 “Okay, Sister Yun.”

Yunsu was a little helpless. Why did she have to call her sister? She was obviously younger than everyone else.

After Lin Dai watched Yunsu go upstairs, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Lan Qi's mobile phone. Lan Qi was still busy with the task at hand. When he received Lin Dai's call, he understood that he had received Y. It was rare for him to talk to a person. Curious, he stopped what he was doing and swiped to answer the call.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…".

As soon as Lin Dai's scream came, he silently took the phone away.

"Lan Qi, I've picked up someone! Guess who she is? I'm really fucked!" Lin Dai completely ignored his image in the hotel lobby. Just now, Yunsu had been holding back, not daring to reveal that he had never seen the world. "She's only sixteen years old! She's still a high school student! I feel like a scumbag in front of her."

Lan Qi was also shocked. Based on his understanding of Y in the past half month, he thought that Y was a professional in this industry or a graduate student in this field. Many times, he felt ashamed of Y's conversation and opinions. Unexpectedly, Y was so young, even Lan Qi felt a sense of frustration.

 “Where are you now?” Lan Qi asked.

The three of them sat down. Lan Qi ordered a lot of "Yulan"'s signature dishes. The dishes were exquisitely presented and tasted very good. Even people like Yunsu who don't pay attention to their appetites ate more.

Ling You was born two years ago and shocked the international painting world. However, this person is very mysterious and has never appeared in public in the past two years. There are many versions of rumors about him. For some reason, Yunsu suddenly thought that the name Ling You also comes from traditional Chinese medicine. The name is such a coincidence.

Lan Qi hesitated and said, "Why don't we go directly to Yulan? I have pretty much everything here. Let's eat first."

After waiting for a while, Lan Qi arrived. He opened the door and looked at Yunsu. Although Lin Dai had already told him that Y was a young girl, it was still incredible to see her in person.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and greeted Yun Su.

After finishing the meal, Yunsu said goodbye to the two of them and looked at the time. It was only seven o'clock. Yunsu, who had nothing to do, stepped into an art exhibition next to him. Although it was getting late, there were still many people visiting.

“Jinyuan, I’ll put her luggage with her and come back to school to find you later.”

The three of them have agreed that they have almost prepared the necessary materials and will go to Huaqing tomorrow.

 “Hello, Lan Qi, also known as Lan.” Lan is his name on the Internet.

Yunsu then found out that "Yulan" was still driving from the capital to Lancheng. It was impossible to eat without a reservation. When they arrived, they reported the name Lan Qi.

As expected of the main store, the overall decoration is more grand than that of Lancheng. It is said that every plant and tree inside is carefully designed by architects. Each room is named after a traditional Chinese medicine: Qingdai, Du Ruo, Feiling, Kong Qing. . . . . . . The room Yunsu and the others were in was Pinellia ternata.

The paintings on display are all the works of Lingyou, the hottest young painter today. Most of his works are in the post-impressionist style, with extremely bright colors, bold use of colors, and informality. He believes that art should be loyal to personal feelings and experiences, and based on the artist's Subjective emotions transform objective phenomena.

In more than half a month, the drone concept proposed by Yunsu has been basically finalized after many improvements. Lan Qi is now studying for a master's degree and a Ph.D., and he has applied with his mentor to enter the supercomputing center. Originally, people like Yunsu who were not students of the school were not allowed to enter, but Lan Qi was his mentor's favorite student, so he made an exception and allowed them to use it in their free time.

 “Okay, we’ll go there right away.”

 “Yunsu.”

Yunsu stopped in front of a painting for a long time. The name of the painting was "Waiting". In the painting, a graceful girl sat quietly by the river. Her beautiful and sad face was reflected in the water. Her eyes were filled with autumn water, and she seemed to have countless sad thoughts. It is the boundless galaxy, like devout believers waiting for her gods. The whole painting gives people a very depressing feeling, but there is a glimmer of hope in the depression, although this hope seems far away.

 “Do you like this painting?” A clear male voice sounded, breaking the silence.

 “Can’t say I like it.” She felt a figure appear next to her, but Yunsu didn’t move. "What do you think the girl is waiting for?" the man asked again.

"I don't know, maybe she's waiting for redemption, but maybe it's better for her to keep waiting. No result may be the best result." There seemed to be another vague sigh in the air.

 The man was a little surprised. He had asked many people this question, and most of the answers were that girls are waiting for their lovers. This was the first time he heard such an answer.

Yunsu withdrew his long gaze and looked at the man next to him. The man kept a safe distance of one meter away, keeping it just right so that no one would feel offended.

Yunsu was surprised. The man had a straight back, a handsome face, and picturesque eyebrows. He made people feel like spring breeze at the first sight, but it was a pity. . . . . . The man seems to be unable to walk. He is in a wheelchair.

The man received Yunsu's gaze as if he was used to it. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry to me? This is not your problem." Yunsu was even more surprised.

The man didn't seem to expect her to answer like this, and his smile became gentler, "My name is Ling You." By some strange combination of circumstances, he told Yunsu his identity.

Yunsu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the signature under the painting. It was Ling You.

　　Unexpectedly, the legendary Ling You was standing in front of her. It was no wonder that Ling You had never appeared in front of the world in the past two years, which was really a pity.

"I'm used to it." Ling You seemed to have guessed what Yunsu was thinking.

"Your leg?"

 “Car accident.”

Somehow, the girl in front of him is obviously not very old, but Ling You always subconsciously treats her as her same age, maybe. . . . . . She really understood the painting, or perhaps there was regret but no sympathy in her eyes.

 “Can I see your legs?” Suddenly, Yunsu made a very offensive request.

 “I have studied medicine.” Yunsu added.

Surprise flashed in Lingyou's eyes. He thought for a few seconds and did not ask how Yunsu could do medicine at this age. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he did not refuse Yunsu's kindness. He also wondered why he trusted this strange girl so much.

 Lingyou took Yunsu into his exclusive lounge in the exhibition hall.

Under Yunsu's gaze, Lingyou bent down a little embarrassedly and slowly rolled up his trouser legs. Lingyou was inexplicably afraid to look at Yunsu's eyes.

Yunsu didn't notice at all. She squatted down and carefully observed Lingyou's legs. The calves that hadn't seen the light for a long time were pale and bloodless. Shocking scars were crisscrossing them. The muscles of the calves were atrophied. This was enough to prove that the car accident that the man suffered had How serious.

 She also reached out and pinched Lingyou's leg. Lingyou flinched. It was because he was not used to other people's touch, and he was about to say something to tell Yunsu to stop.

"I can cure it." Yunsu raised his eyes and looked at him seriously.

"What did you say?!" Ling You turned his head suddenly and asked her in disbelief, his tone trembling and his heart pounding.

"I said I can cure you." Yunsu smiled slightly, full of confidence.

 (End of this chapter)