The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen returned to Wenmingdong. After taking a shower, he sat in the room and smoked a cigarette. After thinking about it, he went upstairs. He told himself that the painting was not finished yet. I, Zhang Chen, never stayed. Have you ever downloaded any unfinished works? I am a quick shooter.

But there was a faint voice in his heart, laughing at his hypocrisy. For some reason, Zhang Chen was afraid of going upstairs, but there seemed to be an attraction upstairs, attracting him to go upstairs, so that Zhang Chen finished his meal in the office at the construction site. , even the bowls were left to Liu Ligan and Xiao Wu to wash, and he hurried home.

It wasn't until I reached the entrance of the alley that I realized it. I was cursing myself, why are you rushing back in such a hurry? Only then did he deliberately slow down and walk towards home.

Zhang Chen couldn't explain what kind of feeling it was. It couldn't be love. How could I, Zhang Chen, like a woman who was so much older than me? But what is it if it wasn't love?

Or maybe it's attraction.

Gu Shufang's fair skin, the soft and waxy voice when Gu Shufang spoke, the lightness of Gu Shufang's movements, the halo of warm yellow light that formed around Gu Shufang when she was busy in the kitchen and dining room, Even her figure sitting in front of the mirror.

Zhang Chen looked at the patio below and Xiao Lin's room. They hadn't come back yet.

Zhang Chen walked upstairs step by step. His heart was pounding. He didn't know where Gu Shufang would be now. He seemed to be afraid of seeing that back again, but also wanted to see that back. Zhang Chen hesitated. After coughing twice, Gu Shufang came out of the living room and stood at the door. She smiled when she saw Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen felt that he was stable and at ease in an instant.

There are no more ideas like this. This is the place where I paint, and I want to complete my work, but here, Zhang Chen also feels warm. This place, this person, Zhang Chen feels very comfortable here, this The small space seemed to exist independently of Haicheng, isolating the two of them from the outside world.

When Zhang Chen approached, Gu Shufang smiled: "Shall we continue?"

Zhang Chen also smiled: "Okay, let's continue."

After Gu Shufang sat down, she folded her hands on her chest and looked at Zhang Chen with a smile on her face. Zhang Chen said, Sister Shufang, this is not the expression.

Gu Shufang said "Oh" and straightened her face, but when she saw Zhang Chen, she laughed again. She also realized something. She said no, no, wait a while.

Zhang Chen looked at her and suddenly fell into a trance. Is this the same Gu Shufang who met him for the first time, and the two of them went back and forth, facing each other? Is this still the mean Gu Shufang who can intimidate Xiao Lin, Caizhen and the others just by standing at the stairs on the third floor?

Gu Shufang sighed softly and cursed herself: "I'm going to die!"

Zhang Chen looked at her with some doubts. Gu Shufang said, "Wait a minute. Why don't you sit down for a while." Zhang Chen said, "I'm not in a hurry."

Gu Shufang glanced at Zhang Chen and laughed again. She said to herself, why do I want to laugh when I see you.

"Am I that funny?" Zhang Chen asked.

"You're not funny, it's me who's funny." Gu Shufang said, "I know, I thought you wouldn't come up, but you came up, so I'm very happy."

Zhang Chen was surprised: "Why can't I come up?"

Gu Shufang shook her head and said nothing.

Zhang Chen understood that Gu Shufang must have seen him. She was looking in the mirror at that time, and she must have entered the mirror. Zhang Chen blushed, and he quickly made an excuse to find a stool and turned away.

The two of them sat down and chatted casually for a while. Zhang Chen also talked about the progress on the construction site. Gu Shufang didn't seem to care. She told Zhang Chen that I can rest assured that you are there.

The two people's emotions gradually calmed down, and Gu Shufang said, "Okay, I can do it now."

She clasped her hands on her chest again and got into the mood, and Zhang Chen also started to draw.

Today Zhang Chen painted the neck. He would come closer from time to time, leaning forward, and carefully observing the light and dark changes in the light on Gu Shufang's neck. He would step back and come closer, and sometimes he would half-crouch and look down from below. Looking up, at this time, his still wet head was shaking in front of Gu Shufang's eyes, and Gu Shufang could smell the shampoo on his head.

Zhang Chen asked, what's wrong with you, Sister Shufang?

Gu Shufang shook her head and said it was a bit cold.

"You can find a coat to wear. I haven't drawn the clothes yet." Zhang Chen said.

Gu Shufang stood up, walked back to her room, and took a shawl. When she passed by the mirror, she looked in the mirror. She saw her face was red and sighed, "You are so cold!"

But she still took the shawl with her and returned to its original position. She put it on the armrest of the chair and did not put it on all night.

After Gu Shufang sat down again, Zhang Chen looked at Gu Shufang, but he felt a little regretful. He found that Gu Shufang actually looked pretty when she smiled. When she smiled, her eyes squinted slightly, giving people a sense of obsession and obsession. Dreamy feeling.

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment. He even considered whether to start over. He took two steps back, squinted his eyes, looked at the parts that had been drawn, and shook his head. He felt that he had done a good job so far and started over. But, it's such a pity, and if I had to draw it again, I might never be able to draw eyes like this again.

Gu Shufang has changed. Even though her eyes are still cold and disdainful, they are no longer so sharp and will not hurt people at once. And the eyes she looks at Gu Shufang have also changed. The Gu Shufang on the screen, no matter what For both Gu Shufang and Zhang Chen, it may be a thing of the past forever.

Zhang Chen decided to continue. Even if he wanted to paint the smiling Gu Shufang, he could start from the next one. Anyway, there was plenty of time. From now until the end of the project in October and they move out from here, they still have a lot of time. , spending night after night painting.

"What are you thinking about?" Gu Shufang asked.

Just as Zhang Chen was about to speak, Xiao Lin and Caizhen came back downstairs. The three of them walked and sang, "Falling in Love with Someone Who Never Goes Home" by Lin Yilian. The three of them went to the patio below and lowered the volume, but they still couldn't bear to part with it. At the end, Xiao Lin stood at the door of Caizhen's room and continued singing:

"Why bother asking and asking questions anymore."

Xiao Lin finished singing this sentence and then went upstairs. On the second floor, Zhang Chen heard him opening the door, taking the basin, and going to the bathroom, while singing "The Curved Moon".

Gu Shufang and Zhang Chen, as if they had made an appointment, stopped talking when they heard the voice below. It wasn't until Xiaolin returned to the room and closed the door that the two of them started talking again, but both lowered their voices.

Gu Shufang stood up, walked past Zhang Chen, closed the door that had been left open while painting for several days, then returned to the chair and sat down.

Zhang Chen painted until about twelve o'clock. He said that was the end of the day. Gu Shufang agreed. The two of them walked to the door, but neither of them reached out to open the door. Gu Shufang hesitated for a moment and said to Zhang Chen:

"Let's come for dinner tomorrow."

Zhang Chen thought about rejecting, but said yes. After saying that, the two people looked at each other and laughed.

Gu Shufang hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to open the door, and Zhang Chen walked out.

Zhang Chen walked to the stairs and saw that the light in Xiao Lin's room was still on. He subconsciously slowed down his steps. He tiptoed until he walked to his door and stood there without opening the door.

Zhang Chen thought for a moment and continued to tiptoe past Xiaolin's door. He walked quietly to the first floor and walked to the door. He opened the door and then closed it. Then he swaggered, pretending to have just come back, and did some tricks along the way. There was a loud noise, for fear that Caizhen and the others wouldn't be able to hear it.

Passing by the door of Xiao Lin's room, Zhang Chen punched his door with his fist.

Xiao Lin cursed and didn't come to open the door. Zhang Chen opened his door and went in.

Gu Shufang turned off the lights in the living room, but she kept standing in the darkness, listening to the movement below. She saw Zhang Chen tiptoeing downstairs, and felt funny. She waited, waiting for the sound of Zhang Chen opening the door to the room, but she Haven't waited.

Gu Shufang was surprised when she heard the door ring downstairs. Not everyone who should have come back has come back. Who else will come now?

She heard Zhang Chen punch Xiaolin's door and then opened her own door. She understood and smiled knowingly, but there was something beautiful in her heart. She felt that they already had a common secret, not just painting. The painting is so simple.

This feels so good.