Perhaps, he had always been puzzled. It was not until this moment, standing side by side with Lu Zhicheng in front of this painting, that he suddenly understood.
What is love
It’s not accumulation, it’s not pile-up, it’s not just one person’s story.
Love is so simple that you will know it is coming just by looking at it.
Love always favors those who are passionate and sincere, and it needs you to say it loudly.
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"It's such a thoughtful work, why didn't you give it to your brother-in-law? Instead, it's stuck with you." After a while, Lu Zhicheng frowned and asked again.
Zhou Chi smiled faintly at Lu Zhicheng from the side: "Not everything you like has to be expressed."
Lu Zhicheng also turned his face. He suddenly remembered that late at night, in the big tent of the military camp, Zhou Chi had said that he once had a sweetheart. When he thought about Zhou Chi's words again, he immediately felt uneasy: "Zhou Chi , you... do you still like that person? "
Zhou Chi was startled, but then he understood. Looking at Lu Zhicheng's sour appearance, he couldn't help but curled his lips: "What do you think?"
"If you don't tell me, how will I know?" Lu Zhicheng felt as if he had eaten hundreds of mountain red fruits in one go, and his heart was sore.
"Silly boy!" Zhou Chi couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and gently held Lu Zhicheng's hand, while whispering, "How about I draw a picture for you?"
"Seriously?" Lu Zhicheng immediately smiled, "Then you draw me a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water! I will hang it in my bedroom and watch it every day while I sleep."
Zhou Chi chuckled: "Two male mandarin ducks?"
Lu Zhicheng nodded solemnly: "Of course it's male, you still want to write an inscription for me."
Zhou Chi laughed even harder: "Why should I die if I succeed? I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals?"
"Yes!" Lu Zhicheng nodded hurriedly, "big seal script, small seal script, official script, regular script, running script, cursive script, Yan style, Liu style, European style... Anyway, you have to write it all for me if you know it."
Zhou Chi was a little speechless: "Are you planning to post something all over the wall that only admires mandarin ducks but not immortals?"
"Yes!" Lu Zhicheng muttered, with a fierce look on his face, "I will hang it all over the wall! And in every room! If he dares to come to our house in the future, I will take him to visit every room!"
Zhou Chi looked at his childish look and felt funny and sweet in his heart: "He is not a big man, but he is quite jealous. Stop being so jealous and come over for tea."
"It's all my fault that I didn't come to Southern Xinjiang earlier and didn't get to know you earlier. Otherwise, why would there be other people's business?" Lu Zhicheng pursed his lips and was very dissatisfied, and then followed Zhou Chi obediently to the soft couch. Sitting and drinking tea, he muttered, "Anyway, now that you have me, no one can covet you anymore, and you... you can't think about others anymore, do you hear me?"
He said this fiercely, but his expression was very aggrieved and pitiful, so there was no momentum when he said it. Zhou Chi couldn't help but laugh when he looked at it. When he was about to speak, he saw Lao Wang with two The waiter came in carrying a tray.
"Master, young master, please have a meal." Lao Wang didn't even raise his head. After setting the food, he was so busy that he led the people away.
After leaving the backyard, Lao Wang gathered all the guards and servants together. He said to the crowd with a stern face: "As servants, the first thing we need to do is to be loyal to our master, and we must keep our mouth tight. If I find out who dares to point fingers at the master, I will definitely make him look good!"