Genius Remembers Love in One Second/Small? This is a wonderful novel for you to read.
The clock on the wall showed that it was 9: 30 PM.
But Su Houde had been standing outside the corridor since 9: 00 PM, looking at the spacious room inside.
The smell of watercolor paint drifted out of the room from time to time, along with some soft music. Until the last student finished the scan of the fake 'David', he also left at 9: 30 PM.
This was an art studio.
At this time, in the art room, the art teacher, who was wearing a denim apron and had his hair tied up, exhaled deeply. Looking at the empty art room, he revealed a satisfied smile.
She started to tidy up the tools and stools in the studio.
"Sanniang …"
Su Houde called her softly.
Luoqiu who had been watching with him for half an hour suddenly asked, "Don't you want to go in?"
Su Houde hesitated, asking, "She … doesn't remember me?"
Luoqiu said indifferently, "Do you remember Taiyinzi? Later on, I asked him some questions about the 《The High Jade Emperor Heart Seal Mystic Scripture》. Every time you finish a stage, you'll give up a piece of your skin. She won't remember you who made the jade for her, nor will she remember herself who asked you to make the jade for her … Why do you ask? You've been watching for half an hour, don't you have an answer? "
Su Houde sighed, "She's Sanniang, but I don't feel that she's Sanniang … Her eyes don't show that."
After saying that, Su Houde gritted his teeth and suddenly strode into the studio.
Suddenly, someone broke in. The young art teacher who was called Qin Chuyu instead of Yu Sanniang asked in surprise, "Sir, I've closed the door, what's the matter?"
"Sanniang …" Su Houde called her in a low voice.
Qin Chuyu showed a slightly vigilant look, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
Although this man wasn't really sloppy, he had a haggard look, which could easily arouse people's vigilance — at least, that was Qin Chuyu's current appearance.
Su Houde felt a sharp pain in his heart and his face turned paler. He lowered his head sadly and sat on one side. The drawing board was between him and Qin Chuyu.
"Sir, what do you want to do?"
"Can I draw a picture? I can pay for it … as long as it takes to paint a painting. "
"Sir, I'm going to close now. If you want to learn how to draw, you can come and register tomorrow."
However, Su Houde had already picked up a Da Vinci V35 from the tool tray beside him. After dipping it in water, the messy hairs of the brush became sharp like a brush used for drawing eyebrows.
Su Houde sat up straight. He closed his eyes and held the paintbrush, motionless.
Qin Chuyu had never seen a person so attentive when he was writing. She couldn't help but frown. Should she let the mall's security guard come over to drive this person away, or should she use some other method to drive this person away?
While she was pondering, this strange man had already started to make his move.
He concentrated on writing and didn't look at her. His eyes were filled with tenderness.
Brushing, dyeing, outlining.
The brush tip was interspersed with strange colors. Qin Chuyu curiously walked behind Su Houde to take a look, but didn't leave.
This wasn't a western painting style. This person was actually using a watercolor brush as a brush to draw an ink painting.
But … what he was outlining seemed to be a woman in a palace dress.
Her smile was sweet and natural. It was as if the person in the painting was about to jump out of the painting. Qin Chuyu slightly opened her mouth. The woman in the painting seemed to be drawn with her as the model.
Su Houde started to inscribe on the canvas. He was also inscribing the words written by the readers.
"Sitting facing the yellow flower, I still remember when I'm drunk and wild when I'm awake."
"Cinnabar is not a thousand-year-old medicine, it's hard to get rid of the frost on the temples in the day."
"The inscriber behind me is fine, the puppet in front of me is fine."
"Reminiscing about a fleeting life really becomes a dream, in the end … in the end, it has to come to an end."
Qin Chuyu seemed to be brought into a wonderful mood by this poem and was absent-minded all of a sudden. When she came back to her senses, Su Houde had already walked to the door and was about to leave.
There were several crumpled banknotes on the stool … it seemed that he was really paying for it.
Qin Chuyu gave a start and hurriedly stopped him, "Sir, your painting …"
"It's a gift for you."
Su Houde closed the door.
Qin Chuyu subconsciously grabbed the banknotes on the stool and rushed out of the studio. But she saw that the corridors on both sides were empty. Where could she see anyone?
She went back to the painting and felt that this night was a bit inexplicable … wonderful.
…
…
"She really forgot about me … and forgot about herself as well …"
In the square outside the shopping mall, Su Houde sat on the edge of the musical fountain that had been turned off. He looked at the dim night sky and suddenly said, "In the past, the sky was full of stars."
"In the end, it has to come to an end." Luoqiu sat down beside Su Houde and said softly, "In the end, it has to come to an end."
"What on earth did I do for 500 years?" Su Houde looked at Luoqiu.
Luoqiu shook his head.
How would he know? He didn't have the wisdom that he had accumulated over countless years to say it out loud, okay?
But he felt that he couldn't say it out. As the boss of the club, he had to say it like an old monk, "Love makes you tired."
Su Houde gave a start.
He suddenly laughed out loud. His laughter was sorrowful. He suddenly stood up and opened his hands, letting his body fall back into the fountain and sink into the water.
After a long time, Su Houde said indifferently, "It's over … Take what you want. I don't want this painful memory. "
Luoqiu nodded and reached out his hand to grab Su Houde.
Some light finally turned into a ball of light in Luoqiu's palm. At the same time, Su Houde suddenly stood up and felt the changes in his body.
He felt that something was being removed from his body and his whole body became very light. "What … what happened to me?"
"What made you float for 500 years was your obsession to see Yu Sanniang again. What's the source of your obsession? It should be your unwillingness to let go of that love. You said it was painful because you loved her deeply. "
Luo Qiu played with the light ball in his hand and said, "But if you don't have all these beautiful memories, where does your obsession come from? In the end, it has to come to an end … It has to come to an end. "
"Is it … I also …"
Finally, he closed his eyes.
When Su Houde opened his eyes again, he only felt cold all over. It was terrible, "Where … am I? Who are you? "
The jade craftsman in his previous life had disappeared. Now, only Su Houde himself was left — He had forgotten this absurd thing.
Then there was a problem.
Who suddenly fell into the pool? He suddenly saw a sneaky guy with a mask standing in front of him. He had a very bad feeling.
Luoqiu said, "It doesn't matter who I am … What's important is, have you forgotten something?"
Su Houde frowned and said absent-mindedly, "I seem … a little confused."
Luoqiu put a few banknotes on the ground, "You forgot that your family is worried about you. They are afraid that you have met with an accident."
"What?"
Su Houde suddenly panicked as if he had seen a ghost … The guy in front of him had disappeared!
"Damn it …"
He suddenly shivered and recalled the strange words of the family. He subconsciously took out his mobile phone, but the caller ID had already been flooded with calls from his family and friends.
He could not help but ask in astonishment, "How long … have I not been home?"
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