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After a night, Lu Zhao sent Xia Yu to work.
Xia Yu's gallery has moved to a new address, an old western-style house on Yufu Road. There are lemon trees planted in the garden. They bloom with tiny flowers in April and May and produce light yellow fruits in summer, filling the yard with a fresh scent.
Unfortunately, it is winter now, and the garden is a bit desolate, but Xia Yu is still very satisfied with his new gallery. He proudly introduced it to Lu Zhao, "I built a coffee corner on the first floor, and there is also a bar. Guests and friends can drink coffee and chat together under the French windows. In the summer, we can go outdoors, and the courtyard is also suitable for holding parties. When the weather gets warmer, I will have a barbecue."
Lu Zhao listened quietly.
When Xia Yu talks about his work, his eyes always sparkle.
He held Xia Yu's fingers, put them on his lips and kissed them, and asked in a low voice, "Will you invite me?"
He looked at Xia Yu quietly, his gray-blue eyes were very light in the sunlight, like the glaciers in the Arctic, a clear blue.
"I'll think about it." Xia Yu said.
He withdrew his hand from Lu Zhao's lips. He had to go to work. It would not be good for a boss to skip work for two days in a row.
"I'm leaving." He opened the car door, "See you after get off work."
"good."
Lu Zhao silently watched Xia Yu walk away.
He came to send Xia Yu to work many times, but Xia Yu always reminded him to park farther away so as not to be seen by colleagues and get into trouble.
This was the first time that he parked his car directly outside Xia Yu's studio.
Xia Yu walked into the gallery, greeted his colleagues one by one, then went to the tea room and poured himself a cup of cocoa milk. He had drunk coffee early in the morning and now wanted something sweet.
He was holding a bottle of milk and discussing an upcoming theme party with his colleagues.
They have moved to a new address, so of course they need to contact new and old customers, and it would be best if they could invite more friends from the art world.
Halfway through the meeting, a group of people stopped to rest for 20 minutes. Xia Yu lowered his head to look through the documents in his hands, but heard the newly appointed director next to him say, "Boss, you look in good shape today."
Xia Yu didn't even raise his head and asked with a smile, "What's good?"
The director also smiled. She was a 35-year-old woman, capable yet gentle.
She reached out her hand and lightly touched the corner of Xia Yu's mouth. "I can't explain it, but I think you are in a good mood. In the past, you got up too early to come to the gallery, and it always took you a long time to cheer up, but today you got into the mood very quickly."
Xia Yu didn't refute.
He was a bit grumpy and hated having to get up early for work, so it took him a while to adjust.
He said absently, "Maybe the coffee is good today."
His cup of coffee in the morning was not made by the Lu family's barista, but ground by Lu Zhao.
The director smiled and showed Xia Yu their planning proposal and client information.
Xia Yu worked until the afternoon before he remembered that he had something else to do today.
He was going to take back the painting he had put up for sale in the gallery.
That was the painting he had drawn to propose to Lu Zhao. It was a picture of different shades of blue intertwined together, a breathtaking blue that finally merged into a vast ocean.
When he painted this picture, what he was thinking about was actually Lu Zhao's eyes.