Glass Butterfly

Like a bystander, Ruan Youqing narrated Ciqing's childhood past, just like an audiobook recorded for preschool children, speaking slowly and quietly.

Tang Tu's heart that was still burning a moment ago finally cooled down bit by bit as the story unfolded.

"……so he……"

"He passed away due to complications from surgery."

When Ruan Youqing talked about Jiang Jilan's death, she still didn't feel the truth, probably because the distance was too far, no matter the time or the place.

He rushed back to his hometown during the summer vacation of his first year of high school as usual, but he missed it just like the summer of the previous year.When he still didn't see Jiang Jilan, he had a premonition.Grandpa confirmed his guess, and told him indifferently that the Jiang family's son hadn't survived the complications of the operation and died abroad, which seemed to have happened more than a year ago.Grandpa said: "Don't miss him as soon as possible."

Although he pretended not to care, the old man still sighed deeply when he left the kitchen, wondering if he was mourning a young life.

People can't keep the snow that starts to melt in early spring, and they can't stop the dawn that will still come after despair.

Ruan Youqing's time stood still for one night, he held the glass marble with tiny air bubbles and sat beside the bed until the sunlight fell into the window again.The world has not changed. He tidied up his room, opened the door and went out to buy breakfast. As usual, he couldn't hear the sounds around him clearly.

No one regrets Jiang Jilan's death, because this world is full of death all the time.It's just that he knows that no one will patiently listen to his inarticulate speech like a child, and no one will praise him: "Actually, your voice is very nice."

Ruan Youqing once again fell into a world alone, and no one forced him to speak anymore.

The story between him and Jiang Jilan is actually very short, only nine summers.He racked his brains to prolong it, but within the time of two cups of tea, he finished the speech completely.

"Probably so." Ruan Youqing told Tang Tu, "So I don't know what this is."

Tang Tu never felt that he was a mean person.

But at this moment, he blamed the little brother in Ruan Youqing's memory in his heart.

There is no such thing as a one-in-a-million miracle, after hearing this story, he couldn't muster up the courage to step into Ruan Youqing's door again.

This Jiang Jilan is Ruan Youqing's entire youth, it is the warm companionship, it is the beginning of love, and it is the regret in his heart for the rest of his life. No matter what the nature of their relationship is, he will be regretted and missed by Ruan Youqing for a long time.

For an artist, Ruan Youqing is the lamp holder and the origin of all inspirations, and it is no exaggeration to describe him as a muse.

Compared with that, what is he worth?

At most, it is just a small episode of Ruan Youqing's exploration of art...

The kung fu of lowering and raising his head, hiding his timidity, regret and unwillingness under the calm surface, he patted Ruan Youqing on the shoulder and said simply, "Don't be sad."

"It's not sad anymore." Ruan Youqing wanted to hold his hand, "So why can't you fall in love with an artist?"

"...Personal reasons." He avoided the hand, and finally did not speak.They are partners and don't need too much heart-to-heart talk.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, stop the loss in time, everything is in time.

Ruan Youqing looked at his grasping palms, and raised his eyes as if he couldn't react. For a moment, Tang Tu felt that he was like a small animal that was emptied, which was unbearable.

But it was only for a moment, and Ruan Youqing quickly regained his composure: "Then I'll go first."

"Wait." Tang Tu stopped him, "Access control card..."

Ruan Youqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took out a small white card from his pocket and pressed it on the table, slowly swipe his index and middle fingers along the card, and said lightly: "Goodbye."

The wound where povidone iodine was rubbed did not hurt, but left a yellow-brown mark.

The hazy window paper between him and Tang Tu was pierced and there was nothing.Ruan Youqing stared at the advertisement on the screen in a daze, did she always rely too much on intuition?His intuition told him that Tang Tu's appreciation for him was not the bole's appreciation for Maxima, but he heard Tang Tu say again today that he doesn't fall in love with artists, and he also said: "I don't like anyone."

It probably caused trouble to others.

Ruan Youqing recalled their passionate kiss, licked her lips, ignored the emptiness in her heart, and warned herself not to be so self-righteous in the future.

After Ruan Youqing failed several times to inject wax models, she finally blown out a transparent tree trunk more than half a meter high.

"How much can you sell this for? It's going to cost thousands of dollars, right?" When it was almost time to get off work, Lu Zhen occasionally came to help, and he couldn't help being curious.

"I don't know..." Ruan Youqing couldn't explain the value of the artwork. If he told the other party that Paoying sold it for 4000 pounds, he would definitely not understand, but he was not good at explaining.

"To tell you the truth, before I met you, I thought an artist was someone with an abnormal mind, or the kind who was too rich and had nothing to do." Lu Zhen looked at the insulating glass he took out of Xu Leng's furnace with admiration. trunk.

In fact, it’s not just Lu Zhen, the word artist seems to many people to be an excuse for not wanting to integrate into the society, but Tang Tu said that it will gradually get better, and the artist will be understood and accepted by people.

He returned to the container and took out the cardboard box padded with sponge, ready to put the work into final fusion assembly.

"Brother Lu, can you help me?" He handed the adjusted flame nozzle to Lu Zhen, "I'm going to glue these together." He pointed to one of the boxes of transparent twigs.

"Okay!" Lu Zhen was familiar with glass crafts, so he didn't need to explain.

Ruan Youqing chose a suitable location, and compared the roots of the branches to the junction of the trunk, signaling Lu Zhen to heat up.The high-temperature flame softened the originally formed glass joints, and after cooling down again, the branches blended in perfectly as if they had grown naturally from the tree trunk.

They cooperated tacitly and quickly completed the assembly of the whole tree.

Lu Zhen was a little excited looking at the finished product: "It's so beautiful, but why is there only one flower?" He pointed to the bare branch.

Ruan Youqing looked at the only pink-white translucent cherry blossom on one of the branches and said, "Because it's already April, this is a cherry blossom at the end of March."

Lu Zhen looked at him inexplicably and scratched the back of his head, as if he didn't understand.

Ruan Youqing moved the cherry blossom tree to an unused corner of the factory building, and the light fell from the high window panes. He kept most of the whole tree in the shadows, but fine-tuned the angle and direction, so that the warm yellow sunset would give a warm glow to the late spring. The last kiss of that stubborn and delicate flower.

Light is part of the glass, and this transparent tree stands at the boundary between light and dark, refracting beautiful shadows.

Those young masters who had nothing to do and were about to get off work were also attracted, and they took out their mobile phones and turned on the cameras.

"Why is it just a flower? Is it not finished yet?"

Ruan Youqing looked at their strange eyes and didn't answer. She shook her head and said, "Don't send it out after taking pictures. My boss won't allow it."

He is used to calling Tang Tu the boss in front of these people, because artworks are commodities in their eyes, and art brokers are the bosses of the artists, responsible for selling goods, just like their relationship with Lu Zhen, although it sounds like Nothing seemed wrong.

Ruan Youqing picked up the box she had just brought, and dumped hundreds of crystal clear and delicate cherry blossom petals under the glass tree with a clatter, besieging the city.

Lu Zhen bent down to pick up a piece and looked at the light. The transparent petals were light to almost transparent pink. Each piece was oval-shaped no more than one or two centimeters in size, with a small gap at the tip. The pattern of control: "You didn't make much of your house a while ago, just doing these things? This is... too much!"

Ruan Youqing smiled, and slowly stepped on the glass all over the floor.There was a crisp cracking sound, and the slender petals immediately shattered.

"Lie! Go! What are you doing!" Lu Zhen was dumbfounded, and dragged him aside in fright, "Did you get your foot pierced?"

Seeing his intact soles, the other party breathed a sigh of relief.

Those petals were burned one by one by himself, and he naturally knew that the force of stepping on them would not be enough to make them hurt himself.

"Oh... this, what a pity..." Part of the petals shattered into irregular shapes, but the strength was just right, it just broke, and no powder was produced, which did not affect the overall transparency, and the ground was still clean.

He turned on the phone camera, carefully looked for the right angle, took a picture, and sent it to Xu Hanyi.

——! ! !Youth teacher is awesome! ! !Send me the approximate size, if you have time tomorrow afternoon, I will pick it up.

Xu Hanyi replied.

--Have time.I'll pack it for you myself, your car probably won't fit...

Ruan Youqing originally wanted to say that I would send you there, but then he thought that he might meet Tang Tu. It would be fine for him, and it would be nice to meet him, but it would be bad to cause trouble to the other party, so he asked Xu Hanyi:

——Or let Zhang Wenbin come over?His car is relatively spacious, and the backrest of the co-driver's seat should be about the same.

He squatted by the tree and waited for a reply, his legs had to wait until his legs went numb before there was any movement on the other side:

——Don't pack it yet.Let's play tomorrow.

--it is good.

Probably because he felt that his photos were not beautiful enough and wanted to take more photos with a professional camera?

In the evening of the next day, the spacious Mercedes-Benz stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

Zhang Wenbin lowered the window and waved to him: "Teacher Ruan! Long time no see!"

Ruan Youqing is a little younger than them all, but he has gradually become accustomed to being called teachers. Anyway, they are used to calling teachers for every signed artist.He also waved to Zhang Wenbin, but the other party didn't intend to get out of the car, instead the back door suddenly opened.

In mid-April, Tang Tu finally didn't need to wear a scarf and a thick cashmere trench coat. A beige casual suit made her look much lighter.

"Long time no see." The other party greeted him.

"Why are you here?" Ruan Youqing was secretly surprised, after calculating they hadn't seen each other for about a month.

"Well, I can't see the details clearly in the photo, but the atmosphere is beautiful, so come and see for yourself." Tang Tu cut to the chase, "Where is it placed?"

Ruan Youqing led him to the factory.I don't know if it was delayed by the evening peak. It was originally said to be in the afternoon, but it turned out to be here at this time.The assembly line in the factory has been shut down, the workers have already left work, and the surroundings are silent. The old factory has not been painted for many years, and the walls are slightly dilapidated.

Ruan Youqing opened the heavy door, and Tang Tu suddenly stopped.

The square windows are several meters high, and the dim yellow light creates a Tyndall effect in the dark and cold factory building. The dust that is usually invisible to the naked eye floats in the thick beams of light, giving the illusion of snow.The transparent cherry blossoms are divided by light, and the surface of the glass material produces a flowing light feeling with the change of viewing angle.

Tang Tu walked under the cherry tree and looked at the pale pink glass tapestry and asked, "Does it have a name?"

"Have."

Ruan Youqing took out the cursive letters made of glass and placed them on the ground: thelastcanoodle…

"English name." Tang Tu bent down and picked up the letter e closest to him, holding it in his hand and playing with it.

"I'm afraid you want to take it abroad, it's more convenient. There is also a Chinese name, called the last kiss." Ruan Youqing found that Tang Tu didn't look at him very much after the two met and greeted him, until he said the name, The other party finally looked into his eyes again.

This flower seemed to be blooming in his heart, unwilling to wither for a long time.He wanted to preserve the last feeling Tang Tu gave him.Their delicate connection ends abruptly after a lingering kiss, and there's nothing better than that.

"Ruan Youqing, do you know Miu Kawai?" Tang Tu changed the transparent letter t from his right hand to his left and back again.

"I know. A Japanese glass artist. I have read her autobiography and photos of her exhibition." Ruan Youqing remembers that the other party is a glass artist from Hokkaido, where the winter is very long, so all her works are uncolored The transparent glass is as crystal clear and pure as the ice and snow world in her hometown, but it has a contradictory and creepy vitality.

"I've planned her tour in Europe before, and recently an assistant position has been vacated in her studio. Do you want to go?"

It is said to be an assistant, but in fact, the purpose of being an assistant to a master-level artist is to learn, and Ruan Youqing is of course interested.

"But……"

"Assistants are all paid, you don't have to worry." Tang Tu misunderstood him, and he didn't care about it.

"Don't worry about the language, just learn common grammar and vocabulary. I showed her your work, and she likes you very much. I think this is a great opportunity for you."

He is yearning in his heart, yearning for more skilled technology and stronger expressiveness. He wants to see how masters communicate with glass.But what Tang Tu said was like... some kind of compensation?

"Don't you want to see me again?" If it's just that, then Tang Tu doesn't have to spend so much time, it's a bit beyond the limit for ordinary friends or partnerships, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for anyone .

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I can do business~