Chapter 496

"Did Mr. Neil come to San Francisco a lot before?"

The noisy fireworks and cheers made the cold at the end of December very hot.

On the cramped second floor auditorium, Neil sat on a bench with a bottle of beer in his hand. They didn't choose to go to the nearby bar to watch the fireworks show.

His painter friend said that his younger sister, the talented female painter named Cen Jia, preferred crowded places.

They chose to come to Shanhai park to rub shoulder to shoulder with countless people and enjoy the noise and pleasure of this moment.

They hold beer, like the ordinary people around them. After leaving the art circle, they temporarily put down their previous reserve and nobility and let themselves drift with the tide.

It may also be fun.

"Not often." The taste of tinned beer is no different from that of bottle beer, but the cold outer wall of beer still makes Neil miss the glass wine glass with true hand feeling.

He prefers red wine.

If he had to watch the fireworks show, he would probably choose to sit at home, pour a glass of red wine, relax his body against the soft sofa back, and the red wine flowed in a clear glass. He took a sip and then looked up at the show on TV.

Neil couldn't understand the need for such a crowd.

"I come often, every year." The woman around said.

Neil was not familiar with this man. They met for the first time today. His painter friend invited a whole team to watch the fireworks show, which belongs to San Francisco alone. There were too many friends. The painter's friends circulated among the people and entrusted his younger sister, Miss Cen, to him for the time being.

However, Neil didn't think that they would have any common topic. He didn't like fireworks or painting. He came here only out of courtesy. He didn't want to lose his painter friend. In the process of maintaining friendship, someone had to compromise.

"It's a beautiful city." Neil can't help but reply.

The woman around him suddenly tilted her head and looked at him.

Neil looks at her.

The woman put down the beer in her hand, and suddenly compared the movements of a picture frame with her hands, then narrowed her eyes and observed him through the frame.

Neil asked, "what are you doing?"

The woman said, "I'm thinking, I haven't painted people for a long time."

At this time, the fireworks set off once again caused the crowd to panic. Neil looked at the falling shadow in the sky ahead and asked casually, "do you want to draw me?"

The woman asked, "do you mind being naked?"

Neil said with a smile, "mind."

The woman picked up the beer again, took a sip, nodded and said, "it's a sacrifice for art."

Neil said, "your art."

The woman looked at him with a relaxed expression and did not argue about anything.

From the first sight, she could see that this man named Neil was from two worlds with them.

In this world, some people live in their own world, others live in the rational world, cen Jia thought of Sheng Jingmin.

He is the man who lives in the rational world.

So they are no longer suitable.

When she finished drinking the beer in her hand, she threw the empty can into the garbage can and picked it up from the side. She pulled out the pull ring, and there was a breath of wine. She looked up and drank the beer that ran to the mouth of the jar.

"Johnny said you like his mother and son?"

Johnny is Neil's painter friend. When he looked aside, he saw that Johnny was chatting and playing with two friends. There were several empty beer cans in front of them. The group of people had been drinking crazy.

Neil said faintly, "that painting is very good."

CEN Jia chuckled: "he painted me."

Neil was stunned and turned to look at her.

CEN Jia said: "imagine me, he thinks I should be like that."

Neil doesn't quite understand.

CEN Jia took another sip of beer and said, "ever since he knew that I was married and had a son, he has been imagining how kind and filial we will be and whether I will train my son to paint? Will we sit in the studio in the afternoon, enjoying the warm sunshine outside the window and copying the inspiration in our brains together? He adds the beauty from his fantasy to that painting, and it becomes the "mother and son" you see. "

Neil didn't speak for a moment.

CEN Jia sighed again: "it's a pity that this is not the case. How can a person like me be a loving mother?"

CEN Jia seems to be a little drunk, her words become more and more, she points to a family of three under the grandstand and asks, "are they happy?"

Neil looked in the direction she pointed to and said, "you should be happy."

"That's good." CEN Jia looked up and took a sip of wine, licked his lips and said, "I hope they are so happy all the time."

Neil didn't know what she wanted to say. He felt that she was a bit incoherent. It was possible that he didn't understand her ideas. He was not an artist who hurt the spring and autumn, and didn't have so many sudden and fantastic logic."Mr. Neil, I have an exhibition next month, which is also in San Francisco, and I invite you to come." CEN Jia at this time seems to return to normal, slowly said.

"I don't know, I should be in France next month," Neal said

CEN Jia nodded: "if you are free..."

Neil said, "OK."

"I'll go to the bathroom." CEN Jia put down the beer can in her hand, got up and walked towards the rear.

Seeing her gradually disappearing in the crowd, Neil felt a little uneasy. She was a girl, and there were people coming and going. He thought about it and ran after her.

But only a few seconds wrong eye, and then look back, he has been unable to find each other.

Neil frowned and went straight to the bathroom. Finally, he saw Cen Jia at the door of the bathroom. He felt relieved and planned to wait for her to come out here.

But do not want to, the next second to see Cen Jia shaking body, from the bathroom out of a tall woman hit.

The woman did not apologize after the collision, went straight, but Cen Jia suddenly stood unsteadily, the whole body to the side.

Neil was startled, and was about to catch up to help her. At the critical moment, another figure helped her.

When Neil came to the front, he subconsciously held Cen Jia's shoulder. He said to the long haired lady who saved Cen Jia in an emergency: "thank you."

The lady turned her head, with clear and bright eyes, and a face with no face.

Four eyes meet, two people are stunned at the same time.

"Neil?" The woman's voice as always familiar with clean, stunned, the other side's face revealed a thick surprise: "really you?"

Neil looked at the woman in front of him. For a moment, he clenched Cen Jia's shoulder, and his palm couldn't help sweating.

"Well." Intoxicated Cen Jia felt his strength and looked up at him with some pain.

Neil only looked at the beautiful woman with long hair in front of him. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth with difficulty: "thousand songs."