An Xia's paintings

Qin Ruihe looked at Lin Anxia's fleeing back, slumped on the sofa with a wry smile, and secretly warned himself: Qin Ruihe, this is the best for you and him!Stop hurting another innocent person, a child, sensitive and vulnerable, he can't afford it.

Qin Ruihe, who tried hard to convince himself, brushed his hair helplessly, and sighed deeply as he faced the living room that fell silent for a moment.

Here, Lin Anxia dragged the cedar into the room, even forgetting that the cedar's room was the soft carpet next to the sofa in the living room.

Lin Anxia returned to the room, leaned against the door panel, and collapsed, and the cedar, who had always been quiet, rubbed his face comfortingly.

Lin Anxia looked at Xuesong's dark eyes, it was still docile and obedient, quietly by his side, comforting him whenever he needed comfort, accompanying him whenever he needed company, Lin Anxia always thought that his Cedar is enough in life!

Therefore, when he gradually realized that Xue Song was getting old and would leave him one day, Lin Anxia would be so terrified, but even so, he never thought about finding another person who could be with him for the rest of his life.No one knows his situation better than him. He knows that he is special, and he doesn't expect anyone to tolerate his specialness, because the only person in this world who can love him unconditionally is his father, who is dead. Lin Xi resigned.Lin Xici's love for him is a web called "family love" woven by blood. It is the strongest feeling in the world. Although it is not absolute, it is indeed a fact!

The arrival of Qin Ruihe made Lin Anxia feel the taste of friendship. The heart-warming emotion is what he longs for all the time. The relationship of friends allows him to feel the love he dreamed of while keeping a safe distance from others. Lin Anxia's emotions are naturally welcome.

But now, Qin Ruihe seemed unwilling to continue giving him friendship-based affection.Lin Anxia keenly felt that his relationship with Qin Ruihe was heading in a dangerous direction...

"Love is not something that people like me can use." Lin Anxia hugged Xuesong's neck, telling her grievances that she couldn't be humane as usual.

"If he knew what kind of person I am, he wouldn't like me. What he likes is the talented painter Lin Anxia, ​​not the cowardly Lin Anxia, ​​not the bad-tempered Lin Anxia...not painting those annoying Lin Anxia when people hate painting."

Lin Anxia gently rubbed Xuesong's neck: "Brother Rui and I can only be good friends forever, any unnecessary changes will be a burden to us, or to me..."

Speaking of which, Lin Anxia's eyes gradually filled with tears, but she tried her best not to let it flow down: "I know, I am not qualified to feel love... Love will not keep it bright forever in my hands With a beautiful appearance, it will only be like the wild rose at home, gradually withering and becoming ugly as time goes by. Brother Rui is a good person, and I don't want our relationship to become like that one day. "

Lin Anxia raised her head, and tightly hugged Xuesong: "But, just now... I almost fell in love."

Xuesong seemed to feel the panic conveyed in Lin Anxia's tone, and it calmly licked Lin Anxia's nose.

Xuesong's gentle and unwavering appearance made Lin Anxia, ​​who was a little out of control, calm down. He kissed Xuesong's nose and said with a smile: "Do you know what it means to kiss each other's lips in the social rules of human beings?"

Xuesong looked at Lin Anxia seriously, didn't yell or bark, and kept silent all the time, but its sincere eyes told Lin Anxia that it was listening, no matter what Lin Anxia wanted to tell it, it would listen carefully and attentively.

Lin Anxia said: "It represents love. Kissing is often a way for two people to express their love, and it is also a signal for two people who want to establish a love relationship..."

Speaking of this, Lin Anxia seemed to have thought of something, suddenly hugged his head in pain, and kept saying, "No! It's not just that! No..." He hurriedly ran to a corner of the room , as if wanting to squeeze herself firmly into that corner, Lin Anxia tearfully put what she called into a small ball, and murmured: "Kissing can be very beautiful, but it can also be very disgusting!"

"But Brother Rui's kiss is beautiful." Lin Anxia said softly, "It's just that I can never accept it. Brother Rui is so good, he must be worthy of a better person to establish a love relationship with him, because only such a person Only then can I be with Brother Rui for a long time, and I will never be able to be that kind of person."

At this time, Xuesong, who had been looking at Lin Anxia with concern, suddenly raised his two front paws, put them on Lin Anxia's knees, stretched out his head, and rubbed Lin Anxia's eyes with his black nose. What message did Lin Anxia convey.

Others may not be able to understand it, but Lin Anxia, ​​who grew up with Xue Song, instantly understood its meaning.Lin Anxia showed a slight smile, put her arms around Xuesong and said, "Thank you, Xuesong! But apart from you, no one will think that I am good."

From that day on, Qin Rui and Lin Anxia seemed to have made an appointment, forgetting about the sudden kiss that day.

Lin Anxia continued to live in Qin Ruihe's small villa with conflicting feelings. They teased and fought with each other as usual. Everything was the same as before, but there were indeed some differences.

For example, Qin Ruihe seldom touches Lin Anxia in an intimate way, and Lin Anxia no longer sits on the same sofa with Qin Ruihe. The two people whose relationship is getting better and better are gradually drifting apart in actions. drifting away.

Qin Ruihe didn't want such a situation to happen, but he felt helpless about it.

If it was normal, Qin Ruihe knew who he was looking for, and would never hesitate too much, because he is not a person who would wrong him, but unfortunately, this time, the person he was looking for was Lin Anxia, ​​a person he did not want random people.

But no matter what, Qin Ruihe was somewhat fortunate in his heart. After all, Lin Anxia didn't stay away from him because of this, and didn't regard him as a pervert because of it.

"Artists are always so receptive!" Qin Ruihe would occasionally tease himself like this.

But Qin Ruihe didn't know that Lin Anxia's choice to avoid this relationship was not about gender at all, but about himself.

The day of the exhibition is approaching step by step.

In the past few days, Song Shiyuan is reviewing the final work of the art exhibition. What he is holding in his hand is the work of the school teachers participating in this art exhibition.

Different from the unlimited theme for students to participate in the exhibition, every year the school will limit a theme for teachers who want to participate in the exhibition, so that teachers who want to challenge the limited painting can have the opportunity to break through themselves, or provide teachers who are in the period of exhaustion of inspiration some inspiration.The works of teachers often do not need to be deleted, and there will be a special exhibition hall for exhibition.

And this time, in order to allow Lin Anxia to participate in this art exhibition, Song Shiyuan specially limited a theme that is very suitable for Lin Anxia, ​​that is "enthusiasm".

In Song Shiyuan's view, Lin Anxia is a very emotional person, but most of his paintings have a darker tone, although they are highly appealing, they appear relatively single.In order to make a breakthrough in the works of the beloved son, Song Shiyuan has spent a lot of painstaking efforts. The theme of "enthusiasm" can not only give full play to the characteristics of the strong emotions in Lin Anxia's works, but also is quite different from his previous style. This can be said to be a test that Song Shiyuan intentionally left for Lin Anxia.

But it seems that his disciple and grandson did not understand the good intentions of the teacher. In the list of teacher's works in Song Shiyuan's hand, there is no work signed by Lin Anxia.

Song Shiyuan didn't think that Lin Anxia's draft was not completed because of too many trivial tasks. After all, for a painter like Lin Anxia who is skilled in brushwork and has amazing creativity, it takes three months to create an excellent work. enough.

Therefore, Song Shiyuan called the Secretary's Office: "Hi, hello, I'm Song Shiyuan. Among the teachers' works to be exhibited in this art exhibition, there is no teacher Lin Anxia's. I want to ask why."

On the other end of the phone, the secretary carefully looked through the proofreading form, and said respectfully: "That's right, Mr. Lin Anxia didn't submit his work. Do you need me to ask him again?"

Song Shiyuan thought for a while and said, "No need. I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you."

Song Shiyuan, who hung up the phone, stared at the list in his hand thoughtfully.

When Lin Anxia was called into the principal's office, she was still a little dazed.Song Shiyuan usually doesn't have much close contact with him in school. One is that he is really busy with work, and the other is that he doesn't want him to appear too special among other teachers. After all, Song Shiyuan intends to train Lin Anxia and let him Come to school to be a teacher.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Lin Anxia met Song Shiyuan at the school since he came to Shutang Academy of Fine Arts.

"Master, what can you do with me?"

Song Shiyuan held Lin Anxia's hand kindly, and sat down on the black leather sofa in the office.

"Xia Xia, are you still used to coming to school for a while?"

Lin Anxia nodded: "It's all good."

Song Shiyuan stroked his beard: "You have not been here for a long time, and you have been asked to participate in the review of the drawing. Does it make you uncomfortable? It has been a hard time."

"It's not hard!" Lin Anxia said: "It is a very happy thing for me to see the excellent works of so many students!"

If someone else told Song Shiyuan that way, at most he would think that this person was talking politely, but since the person who said these words was Lin Anxia, ​​Song Shiyuan would know that he meant it.

Song Shiyuan said: "So, Xia Xia knows that this art exhibition in the school, can the teacher also participate?"

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