Hidden heart

The Xiang curtain was half rolled up, and the empty room was full of smoke. Shen Yao found Fan Xuechen in an elegant room upstairs.Looking at the decoration and layout here, there are some utensils imitating the Ming Dynasty, which are beautiful and dignified, simple and elegant, which suits his temperament very well.

Fan Xuechen was lying on an arhat bed, and she didn't even know Shen Yao was here.Shen Yao reached out to caress his blushing side face, and then he opened those hazy eyes.

"Xuechen, what do you think?" Shen Yao's heart softened when he saw his weak appearance.

"I want to drink water." Fan Xuechen said softly.

Shen Yao hurriedly went to the table and poured him a glass of water.

"Why are you here?" Fan Xuechen asked while holding his forehead.

Shen Yao put the water glass away, put his arms around his waist, and said, "Don't you want me to come?"

Fan Xuechen didn't speak.

Shen Yao raised his head, seeing the water on his thin lips, couldn't help but want to kiss him.At this time, Fan Xuechen stretched out her hand to hold him back, "Mr. Shen—"

"Xuechen, I was wrong last time, I apologize to you, I hope you don't ignore me again, is that okay?"

Fan Xuechen bit her lip, her hazel eyes turned misty, and her voice became cold, "Why are you doing this?"

"Why bother?"

"I've already said it last time, why do you come again?"

"You really don't want me to come?" Shen Yao stared at him and said, "I don't believe you don't have any feelings for me. If you really don't, you should have rejected me when you were at my house, shouldn't you?"

"I didn't think of it at that time." Fan Xuechen lowered his eyes and said, "What's more, what does such a thing mean to you?"

Shen Yao was stunned for a moment, and then said a little airily: "What's the point? So you think I'm just looking for your happiness? No matter how good I am, Shen Yao, I won't just want to kiss a man casually! Xue Chen, I I want to be with you sincerely, you must not doubt me about this!"

Shen Yao took his pale hand and kissed it lightly, "Xuechen, are you misunderstanding me, or are you angry with me? You told me everything, okay? Otherwise, I really I don't know how to treat you well."

"Mr. Shen..."

"Don't call me Mr. Shen, call me by my name." Seeing that he shut up again, Shen Yao said, "I just don't want us to look so unfamiliar. Xue Chen, you call me by my name, my And feel more at ease."

Fan Xuechen didn't call his name. After a while, he suddenly murmured: "I regret it..."

"What do you regret?" Shen Yao's heart tightened.

"I shouldn't have come here with Yuwei."

"Why? Don't you want to..." Shen Yao insisted on not saying the words "see me".

"Everything here doesn't suit me, I don't like it here."

"How come? Your art exhibition is so successful."

"Maybe only you guys will think this is a success..."

"Then tell me, what do you want?"

"I..." Fan Xuechen stared blankly at the half of the concubine Xiang's curtain that was blown swaying by the wind in front of her with her clear eyes. After a while, she shook her head slightly and said, "They come here, It's because of Yuwei, not my painting..."

"That's why you're unhappy?"

"I just don't think I fit in here. I can't talk to them, I can't cater to them... I'm like a piece of wood that can't do anything... I..."

"Xuechen!" It was the first time Shen Yao saw him showing such an expression, like tiny scars cracked on the fine porcelain, showing a strong fragility and helplessness.

Shen Yao hurriedly said: "Isn't it great for you to be like this today? What's more, you have opened an exhibition in Yangzhou, haven't you?"

"I didn't show up much in Yangzhou, and there weren't so many people..."

"That's just a few more people, so what's the point?"

In fact, who would not like being in such a grand occasion?But it just became a heavy burden, and his delicate, sensitive and literati-like lofty heart couldn't bear it at all.

Shen Yao felt a little strange at first, because such a thing was not a thing at all in his eyes, and even if other people behaved like this, he might still think that person was weak and useless.

But the man in front of him is different, he has always been so indifferent and reserved in front of him, and now this sudden fragility makes Shen Yao feel that he needs to be relied on, which only makes him feel more distressed .

"Do you think it's ridiculous for me to do this?" Fan Xuechen lowered his head, his tone seemed to reveal a trace of regret, he was originally forbearing and used to being lonely, but for some reason he felt that he was extraordinarily fragile at this moment.

"No," Shen Yao said to him gently: "Because you are a real painter, you care about your paintings so much. However, although they didn't come because of your paintings, as long as your painting exhibition is successful , naturally more people who love painting will come in and appreciate your paintings, isn't that great?"

"I understand." Fan Xuechen sighed wearily, "But I really don't want to see those people..."

"What about me? Xuechen?"

Fan Xuechen was silent for a while, and then said: "I shouldn't see you..." His voice was very low, so low that Shen Yao could hardly hear him.Before Shen Yao could react, he said again: "You and I are not suitable either."

"Not suitable?" Shen Yao was blocked by something again, and said, "Why do you say that? Could it be that you and Bai Yuwei are suitable?"

Fan Xuechen withdrew her hand, slowly straightened up, facing the direction of the window, and said, "She and you are suitable."

"You—" Before Shen Yao could say anything, Fan Xuechen said, "Maybe there is that Miss Ouyang, or someone else."

"Xuechen!" Shen Yao turned his body to face him, "I, Shen Yao, am confessing to you, Fan Xuechen, so what does it matter to them? I really don't know what you are thinking? If it was something else Man, I'm just going to think they're jealous now, you know?"

Fan Xuechen took his hand and said dryly, "You don't understand..."

"Why don't I understand?" Shen Yao felt discouraged for a while, he slowed down and said, "Xue Chen, I really like you, and I want to be with you, you know?"

Fan Xuechen didn't speak again.

Seeing that he ignored her, Shen Yao could only say: "Take a good rest, you must be exhausted these days."

He watched Fan Xuechen lie down silently, and he himself lay beside him, stretched out his arms to gently wrap his arms around him, and whispered: "Xuechen, actually, every time I quarrel with you, I want to put you I forgot, but now I realize that I can't forget you at all. My heart is always thinking of you uncontrollably, Xue Chen, can you understand my feeling?"

"Xuechen, if you don't want to accept me now, I won't force you, I just hope you don't ignore me."

"Xuechen..."

Shen Yao whispered behind him sentence by sentence, regardless of whether Fan Xuechen ignored him.When he had said enough, he stood up to look at Fan Xuechen, and saw that his eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

The autumn sunlight lightly shines in through the glass windows, making this antique house seem lost in time. Shen Yao feels that everything in front of him is so wonderful. During the nap in the room, I seemed to have walked into the book, the light and shadow scattered, like a dream.In such a situation, he also fell into a dream unknowingly.

When he woke up from his sleep, the room was still full of autumn light, but Fan Xuechen was nowhere to be seen. "Xuechen." He called out, and his voice shook, shattering this sweet dream.

Shen Yao hurriedly stood up, the light here was dimmer than before.He looked at the watch in his hand: 16:17, he didn't expect it to be so late.He supported his forehead, took a sip of water from the teacup on the table, remembered that this was the cup used by Fan Xuechen, so he couldn't help kissing the cup.

Walking downstairs is like entering another world.There were more people in the gallery than before. He searched for a while, but he didn't see Fan Xuechen.

"Mr. Shen." Someone stopped him behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that it was Ouyang Fei. "I didn't see Mr. Shen in the afternoon, so I thought you left first."

"I wonder if you have seen Xue Chen?"

"Mr. Shen has something to do with him?"

"Yes." Shen Yao didn't care to talk to her, Fan Xuechen was on his mind.

"Mr. Fan seems to have left the table early, and I haven't seen him either."

"Then do you know where Yuwei is?"

"Yuwei was very busy, and I didn't see her again after lunch."

Shen Yao nodded, and was about to leave when Ouyang Fei stopped him again: "Mr. Shen is in such a hurry, why don't I accompany you to look for it?"

Shen Yao didn't speak either, Ouyang Fei lowered her head and bit her bright red lips, and still followed behind him.

I walked around the gallery, but I didn't see Fan Xuechen.It wasn't until outside the tea room that Shen Yao saw Fan Xuechen's figure again - his jade-colored robe was particularly eye-catching.

"Xuechen!" Shen Yao strode over, but he quickly noticed that there was a girl sitting beside Fan Xuechen, about 20 years old, with a lively face, she looked like a student.

Fan Xuechen raised her head and looked at him, as if she didn't expect him to appear in front of her suddenly.

"Why did you come here?" Shen Yao became angry again in an instant, "I've been looking for you for a long time!"

"What's the matter, Mr. Shen?" Fan Xuechen returned to his usual indifference, as if the fragile and helpless man in the private room was not him.

"Don't call me Mr. Shen!"

Fan Xuechen looked away from him and landed on Ouyang Fei behind, then lowered her eyes again and said, "Then what's the matter with you?"

"Do you feel better now?" Seeing him like this, Shen Yao softened his tone for fear of making him unhappy.

Fan Xuechen nodded.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" Shen Yao sat beside Fan Xuechen, "Don't you know that you will be anxious if I disappear?"

Fan Xuechen ignored him, looked at Ouyang Fei who was still standing there and said, "Miss Ouyang, please sit here." He poured a cup of tea for Ouyang Fei while speaking.Ouyang Fei forced a smile at him and sat opposite him.

Seeing her sitting down, Fan Xuechen poured Shen Yao a cup of tea.Shen Yao took the opportunity to pinch his finger, and Fan Xuechen quickly pulled it back.

"This is..." Ouyang Fei looked at the girl sitting on Fan Xuechen's left and asked.

"Hello, both of you. I... I come from the Academy of Fine Arts. Ah, my name is Zhang Jingyuan. I like Mr. Fan's paintings very much. I came here specially to learn from Mr. Fan."

Only then did Shen Yao see a painting in front of Fan Xuechen and Zhang Jingyuan.

"Mr. Fan, my painting..." Zhang Jingyuan turned his gaze from Shen Yao to Fan Xuechen.

"You know that the most important thing in Chinese painting is the word 'subtlety', there must be paintings outside the painting, poems outside the poem, 'thinking of white as black', 'knowing the white and keeping the ink', only in this way can the spirit and charm of a painting be displayed. "

"Mr. Fan is right." Zhang Jingyuan blushed and said softly, "My paintings are not good..."

"No, I'm not saying that you don't draw well. You see, your mountains are very tall and your water is very smooth, but you lack some charm. When I write this paper, my heart enters the state of the spring river, the river flowers bloom with me, and the river rises with me."

"Then can I still reach this level?"

"As long as you are willing to work hard, it is naturally possible."

What he said was light and soft, but he said it to that student Zhang Jingyuan, Shen Yao heard it in his heart, and couldn't help feeling jealous.

Shen Yao never knew that he was so easy to be jealous of someone. He only tasted this feeling after meeting Fan Xuechen.However, this taste is not good.

The author has something to say:

The words "shen shen yun yun" are in the box, I don't know why it can't be displayed~~~