"Her name is Xiaoxiao. She is an employee we recruited. This is our boss, Huo Zhi." Milan warmly introduced the girl who looked at them and sympathized with each other.
Huo Zhi looked at her with a smile, and suddenly felt that she looked familiar. No, to be exact, her dress was very familiar.
Staring at her, I found that her dress was very similar to the painting hanging on the wall, with long skirt, braided hair, big eyes, long hair, yellowish, not to say how beautiful, but also pleasing to the eye.
"Hello"
"hello" after introducing each other, they warmly greet each other.
Xiaoxiao is a student party who just came out of school and entered the gallery. She has fashionable long hair, dyed yellow and combed long braids. She looks quite personalized.
Contact down, Huo Zhi feel that this girl ghost spirit strange, seems to have a very good understanding of her, talk and do things, always penetrate into people's hearts, in short, get along, is a pleasant little girl.
Sitting in the studio, I put down my thoughts one by one. It's like grinding coffee beans carefully, bit by bit. All my wishful thinking has been forgotten for a while.
Nobody's night is still difficult to sleep, Huo Zhi is thinking about Mu Bai, the phone call in the past, but never get through, about he doesn't want to worry about himself, or the condition is serious, in the treatment, often think of here, she will be difficult to sleep.
She wants to design a gift for mubai when he comes back.
So every time in the dead of night, she is writing hard, drawing, designing, revising, repeating, never tiring, but full and happy.
During this period, Gu Junqing came to the Gardenia gallery. At that time, she was busy in the studio, and her hands were stained with color. She wanted to make tea with a smile, but she didn't know where she was.
It is common for young girls to be lively and active.
Gu Junqing laughed at her: "look, you are hired by the assistant. I don't know. I thought you were the assistant and she was the boss!"
She shook her head, laughed, turned around, washed her hands and cleaned her clothes carefully and repeatedly, accelerated the process of cleaning up, and went to make tea.
So many things have happened recently, and she hasn't cooked tea well for a long time. When she sat in front of the tea table, the aroma of tea curled up with the steam, she felt relaxed and comfortable, although there was still a man sitting opposite.
He's not working today? Watching her cook tea so close?
"Try it." She put a small cup in front of him.
He didn't move the tea, just looked at her, frowned and asked, "are you tired recently?"
Why do you ask?
She looked at him, lowered her head and took a sip. The smell of tea filled her lips. "A little bit - but I don't want to stop. In this way - it's not a bad thing to strain her muscles and starve her skin."
Gu Junqing didn't ask Mu Bai about it, nor did Huo Zhi. Sometimes it's a tacit understanding to say or not to say. Some things are not suitable to say. Talking about them will only increase the tension of the air. Knowing but not breaking them is not a kind of wisdom of life.
Huo Zhi picked up a small sketch book and put it in Gu Junqing's hand, instructing him to give it to Gu Qingqing.
The above pages are all her hand-painted little guy's daily life, such as eating ice cream, playing, listening to stories, eating breakfast, sleeping, and so on.
The last page of the album is a dog, a cute little dog. The description is very vague, some places are very clear, some places are very vague.
"Do you like dogs? Ever had a dog? " Gu Junqing stops to turn over the picture album and looks at Huo Zhi.
"I like it, but I have raised it or not. I really don't remember. It's just that this little dog is very persistent in my dream, so I draw the little dog in my dream. In my dream, it's very fuzzy, so I draw it. Che'er is a boy. I thought he would like dogs, so I'll draw for him. "
He continued to look down at her hand painting book and taste tea. Huo Zhi touched the cup and it was almost cold.
"You are very kind to che'er! He won't cry in vain He said with a smile.
"I'll change it for you. Why don't you drink it?" Huo Zhi didn't answer this, because she didn't know what to say. She had to pour a cup of tea for him.
Without any response from her, Gu Junqing closed the picture book and stared at the cover. He was very distracted. Then he slowly dropped his fingers and rubbed them, as if there was a mystery on the cover that he wanted to explore but never solved.
Huo Zhi pushed the cup to his finger and motioned him to drink tea.
Gu Junqing raised his glass, took a sip and opened his mouth slowly: "sometimes the process is more important than the result. The process of making tea may be more interesting than drinking tea."
She looked at him in disbelief. A man who never liked tea and once regarded tea as traditional Chinese medicine had such a good feeling for tea. The corner of her mouth rose slightly: "is that right? There is progress. "
Huo Zhi once remembered someone saying that, for him, the only use of tea besides thirst is not the same as coffee?Smile out loud, it seems that someone's change is very amazing, like to see through her mind, put down the teacup, Gu Junqing conveniently picked a rose petal on her hair, and picked it between her fingers:
"people are changing, no one will expect what kind of change they will have tomorrow, I am the same, some things I think are incredible, but I unconsciously face it People close, I used to think, the same life, also in a little change. Tea is a good thing. "
Huo Zhi didn't understand what he meant, but she agreed. In fact, if there were not so many messy things in life, and if we forget the things of God and ghosts, life would be very beautiful.
At least, in her current life, Gu Junqing is the closest person, and the only one she does not need to defend.
Tea is really a good thing. It allows her to relax in the recent continuous depression. At the same time, it also makes her sit with him peacefully and forget a lot of things.
"Take che'er with you at the weekend. You can't let Xiao che'er down any more. He studies painting with me for two days a week. He's very talented." In front of my eyes, I saw the expression of a little guy painting with a brush.
"Good"
not long after Gu Junqing left, he came back with a smile.
"Smile, where have you been?"
"Well, there's an express, so I ran out. I didn't delay you, boss!" Smile embarrassed to say, between the words show apology.
"No!"
"Boss, I'll do it!" Xiaoxiao takes Huozhi's tea cup, tea tray and teapot and cleans them with great skill. Does Xiaoxiao like tea?
Bury your head and continue to paint. When you enter the painting, you will feel calm and the world will be quiet.