From the moment he stepped into the exhibition, Tang Lixin was really surprised. The layout inside could only be described as luxury. It was actually indoor roses. One by one, holding the water, they formed a small door along the vines. Roses could be seen everywhere. The full petals were very delicate. The exhibition was like a rose garden.
Did she misunderstand that this is the rose garden?
Gu Yimo's peach blossom eyes have been staring at Tang Li's heart, paying attention to any subtle expression of Tang Li's heart.
"These roses are real. Isn't this an exhibition? Rose garden? "
"It's true." Gu Yimo found a red rose, picked one and handed it to Tang Lixin, "be careful, there are thorns on the branches and leaves."
"What do you pick it for?"
"It was for you." Gu Yimo said with a smile: "these days, I have people specially transport it from rose garden and cultivate it here."
Tang Lixin went to take care of Yimo. After a long time, he said, "is it specially brought here?"
"Not moved?" Gu Yimo asked slowly: "I think any woman will have a girl dream in her heart."
"Moved?" Tang Lixin replied in disbelief: "how can I be moved! You just make me feel the burden. It's not what I need
"Tang Lixin, can't you say something that makes me happy, just like this Gu Yimo picks eyebrows.
Tang Li said, "it's not my problem, it's your problem. I think it's too exaggerated! Maybe I've really had the girlish feelings you said in my heart, but I'm twenty-four this year, and I'm about twenty-five. I still have two children. I'm too old to be a daylily. These roses are really beautiful, but you gave them to the wrong person... "
"Tang Lixin." Seeing that Tang Lixin just stood there and refused to accept his rose, Gu Yimo was not reluctant, but how could Gu Yimo feel happy when his carefully prepared gift and heart were so spoiled? He raised his chin slightly and said in a deep voice: "you just need to follow me, even if you don't like it, you don't need to tell me."
Tang Li Xin pursed his lips, then lowered his head and said, "sorry, I just don't want you to waste your time and energy on me any more."
"It's my business to waste or not. It's just outside. If you go further, there will be an exhibition inside." Gu Yimo's legs are long, and he walks forward easily in front of Tang Lixin.
Tang Lixin looks at Gu Yimo's back, hesitates for a moment, and goes along with him. In addition to the delicate door built by roses, there are also roses everywhere. The colors are colorful, and the fragrance of roses is pleasant. Without a few steps under Gu Yimo's leadership, Tang Lixin sees all kinds of paintings hanging on the wall.
At first, she just thought it was a coincidence that no one came in to visit it because it was so early and the new year was coming. But when she saw the first painting hanging on the wall, she finally knew why there was no one else except her and Gu Yimo from just now on!
It's really for her. It's just for her. Even in the exhibition, it's her. Ink painting, oil painting, sketch, close-up, all kinds of painting methods. All the framed paintings on the wall are hers, without exception. So the author of these paintings is Gu Yimo?
Tang Lixin was shocked by such a "surprise". She followed the first painting in shock and saw that the author column of each small label was Gu Yimo.
Each painting has a theme and title. Their themes are not the same, and their emphases are completely different. She and Gu Yimo lead their children's sketches when they first meet.
Her face is a close-up of the scene when she changed her dress but was temporarily replaced. Her disappointment and anger are vivid.
She knew that Tang Rong was almost hit by Gu Yimo's car when he was not dead. The most beautiful picture of the whole person sitting in front of the car was her eyes, pale face and tears. She even found her eyes so beautiful for the first time.
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She took part in the dance of Gong Chen's annual meeting. On the stage, she was only magnified in ink and wash painting. She used bold colors to render the whole Fu painting. The most beautiful thing was her dancing posture, slender waist and long legs. The woman in the painting lifted her skirt, which seemed to blend with the stage.
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Each painting has its own unique lens and vision, and the key points of each painting are not the same. She thinks that she really looks ok, but when she sees these, she really doesn't find that she can be so beautiful. She paints from local details, with clear eyes, protruding nose tip, pursed lips, thick black hair, thin shoulders and slender fingers, Unbearable waist, thin white legs and so on.
She's a little magnified. She looks at each picture in surprise. The whole person is in a state of shock and shock. It's hard to imagine. Are these really her? These are her? Can she be so beautiful? No no no! It's not her. It's not her modesty. She may be really good-looking, but it's not really a beautiful woman. She has self-knowledge. These are not her. These are just her fantasies in Gu Yimo's mind.
"How is the painting? Like it or not? " Gu Yimo saw her in surprise. He stood by Tang Lixin politely, like a natural gentleman, asking modestly.
Tang Li wanted to say something, but she felt dumb and speechless. She just looked at an oil painting with a close-up of her face. She blinked in surprise, as if she saw something new and strange.
"Are you looking at this picture?" Gu Yimo said with a smile: "don't you even find a mole in the corner of your eye? It's very small and light. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all, but I found it. It's very beautiful!"
He is not stingy praise, he is too good at speaking, every word is sweet words, he is a natural master in praise of women.
She looked attentively, and her eyes did notice the red mole in the corner of the eye. She was a little surprised, because Gu Yimo's painting was right. She didn't know that there was such a small and light mole in the corner of her eye. It was not accurate to say that it was a tear mole, because it was too close to her eyes. It wasn't really a tear mole, but was it?
She suddenly subconsciously wants to touch, but has not yet met Gu Yimo, has reached out to touch, "Tang Lixin, here."
The man's slightly rough finger first touched the corner of Tang Li's eye, which made Tang Li's heart jump. He could not help stepping back and avoiding Gu Yimo's touch.
Her reaction is too big, let Gu Yimo's hand fail, frown at her.
"Yes, I'm sorry, you scared me!" "I'm not used to being touched by others," he stressed, biting his lips
"I know." Gu Yimo laughed, as if laughing at himself, "Tang Lixin, you're just not used to me touching you!"