dizziness

After a while, Owen found that Ruan Miaomiao's eyes were not as pure as before when he looked at him.

The strength of the embrace also inexplicably sent a strong sting. Ruan Miaomiao's uncharacteristic possession made it difficult for Owen to face it calmly. A domineering and pale conquest.

Even Owen was shocked by Ruan Miaomiao's behavior, and knew in his heart why Ruan Miaomiao was abnormal, but no matter how hard Owen tried to cooperate, the situation still could not be alleviated. There was no warmth in Ruan Miaomiao's eyes full of desire. Kissing also turns into a feral bite.

With his exhausted body every day, Owen's mental state is getting worse and worse. He often loses his mind in class. Even his colleagues in the school can see that his face is not good. They just think that he is sick and persuade him to ask for leave and rest at home.

When he was alone, Owen smoked more and more cigarettes. This kind of Ruan Miaomiao made him feel helpless and at a loss. If the manic possession was due to his love for himself, but Owen didn't feel this so-called love at all, Ruan Miaomiao The words and phrases are still as calm as ever, and there is still no indication of the relationship between the two.

Owen understood that perhaps because of Shen Lixin's appearance, Ruan Miaomiao struggled even more with his already hesitant and apprehensive mood. While possessing him wildly, he couldn't be sure whether this emotion was love or what.

Men have always been extremely possessive creatures, the younger they are, the more possessive they become, just like human vitality, even if it's just a one-night dew, they never want what they own to belong to a second person.

So Owen didn't want to force Ruan Miaomiao to admit anything at this time. It was an accident to see Shen Lixin again. Although it caused fluctuations in Owen's heart, it couldn't influence his current life. After this accident faded over time, Ruan Miaomiao would naturally slowly Change back to original.

He was thinking like this, just thinking like this...

When Owen woke up, it was already broad daylight, and he was being held tightly in Ruan Miaomiao's arms, as if he wanted to stuff him into his body. Owen felt a little uncomfortable, moved his body slightly to think about it, but was suddenly hugged tighter.

Ruan Miaomiao seemed to have woken up too, she rubbed her head back and forth on the back of Owen's neck while she was still sleepy, and mumbled, "Don't move, that's it, I like to smell your body..."

Hearing the childish tone behind him, Owen couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time he heard Ruan Miaomiao say that he liked something about him.

"It's just the taste?"

Owen asked casually, feeling that Ruan Miaomiao's restraint was loosening a bit. Hearing movement behind him, Owen turned his head slightly, and saw Ruan Miaomiao half-supported and staring at him. Although her hair was a little messy, there was an indescribable Sexy, Owen didn't expect him to respond, he just raised his hand to straighten Ruan Miaomiao's hair, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let me get up and take a shower, I'll have to..."

Before finishing speaking, Ruan Miaomiao moved over Owen's head and kissed his lips.

"Don't mess around," Owen took Ruan Miaomiao's hand away and said impatiently. He was already very tired and had no energy to cater to Ruan Miaomiao's desire. He gave him a stern look and said, "I won't go to your dad's event today. Is there an art exhibition?"

"Going, doesn't it start in the afternoon, it's still early."

Owen has never been able to refuse him ruthlessly, and Ruan Miaomiao's words of wanting himself can always make Owen surrender and compromise unconditionally.

"Miaomiao...Miaomiao..."

Ruan Miaomiao smiled: "I still like to hear you call me by my name, especially at times like this..."

Owen's heart felt a little weightless for no reason. Ruan Miaomiao's liking was so one-sided that he even had the illusion that this liking had nothing to do with him.

Lin Zifeng's solo exhibition was held as scheduled after more than a month of preparation. Ruan Miaomiao also showed him the photo of "Vertigo" before. Lin Zifeng admired it very much after seeing it, and sighed that it would be a pity to sell this painting However, Owen laughed it off. It’s not that he will never paint again. Besides, for a painter, every completed work is a new beginning. Owen insists on this, and Lin Zifeng can’t insist anymore. All the money will be donated to the mountain school, and Lin Zifeng is willing to help, so he agreed to let "Vertigo" be exhibited in his art exhibition.

After everything was arranged properly, Ruan Miaomiao stayed in front of the painting with Owen all the time. Lin Zifeng treated him very well and arranged the painting in a more eye-catching position. Many people came to participate in the art exhibition, but art exhibitions have always been like this. There are quite a few, but few people can understand it, and even fewer people can understand it and are even willing to pay for it. Owen’s paintings have not set any price, and I always feel that this kind of charity sale is also a matter of fate. , People who can read and appreciate this painting can also be called confidantes. It is not so important to have more money.

Chen Tianyi invited many bosses in the industry to join him. Lin Zifeng is a staid and conservative person, and he is not good at catering to social things. He relied on Chen Tianyi to help with cooking and greetings. Ruan Miaomiao saw it. There was no obvious change in his expression, and he didn't know if he really let go of this relationship, or if he deliberately hid his uncomfortable emotions.

Owen looked a little tired, Ruan Miaomiao poured him a glass of water, and said softly with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Would you like to sit over there for a while, I will watch over here."

Knowing what Ruan Miaomiao was referring to, thinking of the intense sex in the morning, Owen couldn't stop feeling hot, and just shook his head slightly as he drank the water. In fact, he was really uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, it will definitely be sold, and I will always be with you."

Seeing the familiar tenderness in Ruan Miaomiao's eyes, Owen also felt warm in his heart, as long as he heard that this person would be by his side, he was already at ease.

"thanks."

Owen smiled at him, Ruan Miaomiao also nodded with a smile, and secretly held Owen's hand tightly.

"Father! Look! That's Mr. Ou and Brother Angel, and Mr. Ou's painting!"

A familiar child's voice came, and Owen was indulging in the warmth of Ruan Miaomiao's palm. Before he could recover, he saw a boy not far away pulling a man and running to him happily.

Owen was startled when he saw Xiao Jia and Shen Lixin appearing, and almost instinctively got rid of Ruan Miaomiao's hand, not to mention that because of his action, the people around him stared at the empty hand for a long time in a daze.

"Teacher Ou, why don't you come to see me anymore?" Xiao Jia asked with her head upturned, her face full of disappointment.

Not wanting to look up at the person behind Xiaojia, Owen smiled stiffly, "It's Teacher Ou's fault. I've been too busy recently. Is Xiaojia's illness cured?"

"Well! It's all good! Dad said that Teacher Ou and Brother Angel helped me, so I must thank you very much! Teacher Ou, will you come back to see me in the future?"

"Xiao Jia, Mrs. Ou usually still has a job, can't you be so self-willed to know," Shen Lixin took Xiao Jia's hand, touched his head, looked at Owen and Ruan Miaomiao with an embarrassed expression, and explained with a smile, " I passed by here just now and saw an art exhibition being held inside, so I took Xiao Jia in to have a look, but I didn’t expect you to be there too.”

"That's it..." Owen didn't look at him, but only responded weakly. He had heard from Xiao Jia before that Shen Lixin would often take him to see art exhibitions. This kind of encounter was more ironic than a coincidence.

"Dad, I've seen this painting. It was drawn by Teacher Ou when he was teaching in the mountains! Isn't it beautiful?"

Xiao Jia pointed at the painting, Shen Lixin nodded, fixed his gaze on the painting, and looked at Ruan Miaomiao in a little surprise after looking at it for a long time.

Owen knew that he couldn't hide from Shen Lixin's eyes. Although he didn't know how to paint, he knew how to paint better than anyone else. When his paintings were looked down upon by professors and classmates in the school, only Shen Lixin was the first to recognize his paintings. This kind of resonance was like a timely help to Owen at the time. Even Owen felt that there was no other person in this world who could truly understand himself except him.

With the painting in front of him now, Shen Lixin could tell at a glance that the person in the painting was Ruan Miaomiao.

"Your painting style has changed a lot," Shen Lixin looked away, with a desolate expression on his face, "I remember you used to like the composition of Cubism and the color of Fauvism, I don't know you still like things of Purism... "

"I'll go and see how my dad's going."

Shen Lixin's voice hadn't settled yet, Ruan Miaomiao said coldly, before Owen came to stop him, Ruan Miaomiao had already passed in front of his eyes, and walked towards Lin Zifeng expressionlessly.

Ruan Miaomiao is a calm and introverted person. No matter how uncomfortable he is, he seldom shows it on his face. He chose to leave not to vent anything. Just looking at the picture of Owen and Shen Lixin standing together, Ruan Miaomiao felt that he was squeezed into a Ruan Miaomiao didn't want to know, let alone know, that there was no place for him to stand between the two of them in such a small and closed space. It was not easy to be a silent bystander. He has no better way to deal with it than to leave.

"Did I... did I say something wrong?"

Shen Lixin asked anxiously, and Owen Wen planned to catch up. Seeing Shen Lixin's guilty expression, he restrained himself, and didn't want him to think too much. It should be seen.”

Shen Lixin lowered her eyes and nodded, stroking Xiaojia's head with her hands, she was silent for a moment, glanced at the words on the painting, then looked at Owen and said, "Are you planning to sell this painting?"

"Well, this painting was painted in the mountains, and the money from the sale is going to be donated to the school, so it can be considered as doing something for the children there." Owen looked at the painting and tried to keep his tone calm.

"Dad, can we buy this painting? The teachers and classmates in the school are nice to me, so we should be nice to them too, right?"

Shen Lixin looked at Xiao Jia with soft eyes and smiled, raised her head and said to Owen: "As Xiao Jia said, can I buy this painting? But... I didn't see the price, how much do you plan to sell?"

Owen stared at Shen Lixin with trembling eyes, and didn't speak for a while. Seeing that he hesitated, Shen Lixin took out a check from his bag and wrote a few checks and handed it to Owen.

"Do you think this price is okay?"

Owen glanced at the number above, and looked up at him in astonishment. The person in front of him didn't look like he was capable of paying such a sum of money. Owen wanted to slip the check back to him in some panic: "You don't have to do this, this too……"

"You can accept it. I grew up in that school, but every time I sent back the money, the principal returned it. Owen, you should treat it as helping to fulfill a wish," Shen Lixin pressed Owen's hand and looked deeply He struggled for a while and said, "And... this is your painting. In my heart, your painting is far more than this price."

Owen was stunned. Once upon a time, it was this man who said his paintings were priceless. It was also this man who said his paintings were worthless. He encouraged him and hurt him deeply. Now Owen doesn't know what Shen Lixin said. One sentence is true, which one is false, I can only let him hold his hand, and the heart-piercing temperature can be heard.

Perhaps as Owen knew, selling paintings is not about money, but about heart-to-heart communication. Shen Lixin could understand his paintings before, and it is the same now. No matter how earth-shaking changes have taken place between the two of them, this feeling will always exist.

Shen Lixin let go of Owen's hand and smiled, "Can I take this painting back now?"

Owen didn't speak, just stared at the ground and nodded obsessively.

"Great, we have another painting in our house, it's Teacher Ou's painting." Xiaojia clapped her hands and shouted, "This way our family will not only have Dad alone..."

"Xiao Jia, come quickly and help Dad move the painting."

Before Xiao Jia could finish speaking, she was summoned by Shen Lixin. Owen didn't seem to have time to think about it. He clutched the check in his hand and looked at the figure of Shen Lixin who was struggling to get the painting.

The painting was too big for him who was thin, and Xiao Jia couldn't help him much. When passing by Owen, Shen Lixin didn't say a word, just nodded and smiled at him as farewell, Seeing the fine sweat on Shen Lixin's forehead, Owen couldn't bear it for a while.

"Li Xin!"

Owen regretted it as soon as he said it, but Shen Lixin had already stopped and looked back at him, Owen gritted his teeth and said, "You... do you drive?"

Shen Lixin shook her head with a smile: "I just came back here, and I haven't come here yet to rush to buy."

"Then I'll take you back."

Before Shen Lixin was surprised, Owen had already taken the painting in his hand. Shen Lixin stared at him for a second or two before pulling Xiao Jia to follow behind him.

Sitting in the car, after Owen started the engine and drove for a certain distance, he suddenly saw Ruan Miaomiao standing at the door of the art exhibition in the rearview mirror, looking at his car and the people in the car motionlessly.

Owen slammed on the brakes, and found that he forgot to say hello to Ruan Miaomiao and left. He didn't care about the people around him, opened the car door and ran towards Ruan Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao, that...he bought paintings but doesn't have a car. I'll see him and Xiaojia off and come back." Owen explained in a panic.

"Are you coming back?"

Seeing Ruan Miaomiao's dazed look, Owen couldn't help being stunned, not understanding what he meant, and even wondering if Ruan Miaomiao was listening.

"Are you coming back..."

Ruan Miaomiao asked again, staring at him half-seeing, Owen couldn't help feeling sour, turned back to look at the people in the car, sighed, and held Ruan Miaomiao's shoulder: "I will, soon return."

"Well, I see." Ruan Miaomiao's voice was extremely low, and Owen seemed to want to say something more, so he raised his head and smiled wryly, "Go, I'll wait for you at home."

Owen took a deep look at him, didn't say anything more, just patted his shoulder, turned and walked towards the car.

"Teacher Ou!" Ruan Miaomiao shouted behind Owen, "I will always wait for you!"

Owen stood in front of the car door and nodded to him with a smile.

"I will wait for you no matter how long..."

Looking at the car leaving in the dust, Ruan Miaomiao knew that Owen could no longer hear him.