However, the hot search that flashed by was still discovered.
Within two days, Su Jinxin received a call from Shi Lei—more precisely, a call from an unfamiliar number. Su Jinxin always responded politely, even if it was a harassing advertisement, before hanging up and answering. When I woke up, I didn't expect it to be Shi Lei. This was completely unexpected: "Why are you? Don't you have a cell phone?"
—Shi Lei does not have a cell phone. There is no other convenient means of communication. Contact only by receiving e-mail twice a week. A person who is completely out of touch with society and only wants to stay in his own world.
There was a succinct question: "This is not my phone. Someone saw the hot search - the one that was taken down - and asked me, and I said it just looks alike. But it's actually you."
Su Jinxin didn't expect that he would ask this, and was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly, "It's me."
"... So what's your current situation?" Shi Lei asked.
Su Jin thought for a moment, and tried to explain the cause and effect as succinctly as possible: "It's probably like this. I'm sorry for not being completely honest with you at that time - but if I go back in time and make another choice, I will make the same choice. Because of your Talent is indeed worthy of such treatment, and my current achievements also prove that my judgment is correct - as for me, I should have found the true love of life and live happily with him."
Shi Lei was silent for a while, and said, "It's easy for rich people to change their minds. I don't recommend that you put your life's bets on such people."
Su Jinxin's surprise was that he would specifically say such a thing.
So much so that I didn't know how to deal with it.
Shi Lei went on to say: "If you need money to continue your studies, I can help you now. There is no need to hang yourself from a tree for money..."
"It's not like that," Su Jinxin came back to his senses and interrupted him, "It's not for money."
"What's that for?"
"For love." Su Jinxin said immediately subconsciously, and his face became hot as soon as he said the words - he always felt that the beginning of this relationship was a bit unworthy of such a pure term, but when he thought of Yan Zhen, he repeated it firmly. Once, "for love."
"That's something ethereal."
"For many people, art is also something ethereal."
"You and I both know not."
"However, this is only our perception. In fact, art can neither be eaten nor drunk, and many people who have not received relevant education cannot understand it at all - how is Picasso's line of white pigeons better than that of elementary school students? Why is Dali a How much money can a bicycle handle and a saddle sell for? What kind of paintings are a few color blocks? - Have you ever heard such a remark and ridiculed with disdain? So what is the difference between your speech now and these people? Cognition is limited. For things other than cognition, it is better to be cautious and humble than arrogant denial." Su Jinxin said in one breath.
After speaking, even he was stunned for a moment - he was never a person who was good at tirade, let alone aggressive, on the contrary, silence and tolerance were his labels. When facing Shi Lei, it was more like a medieval apprentice facing his teacher, always be careful with his tail. He had to admit that he was a little angry—because Shi Lei mentioned Yan Zhen and his relationship with Yan Zhen in such a tone.
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.
Su Jin was thinking about how to end it.
Shi Lei suddenly said, "You've changed."
Su Jinxin frowned slightly: "There are some changes."
"Don't you paint then?"
"Huh?" Su Jinxin didn't understand how the topic jumped to this point. "Of course, I have to continue painting. Graduate students study oil painting, and I will also continue to do composite sculptures."
"He allowed you?"
"Why not?" Su Jinxin was inexplicable, so he simply took Yan Zhen to various exhibitions and said things about helping him practice various advanced studies.
"However, an easy life is not conducive to creation. Articles hate life. Pain is the nourishment of art."
"Art is diverse. Swans have the tune of swans, and nightingales have songs of nightingales." Su Jinxin retorted, "There is not only one road to Rome."
"Do you really think so from the bottom of your heart?" Shi Lei asked - his tone was cautious and very serious.
"Yes," Su Jinxin pressed her heart, "I used to just follow behind you and be a poor imitator. Your words are all right to me, but not anymore. I have my own desires. The way to go. I don't know if this way will work. But I want to try it. An artist can't stand by imitation."
Shi Lei was silent and did not speak.
Su Jinxin simply continued to say:
He remembered that Shi Lei pointed at Yan Zhen without knowing it, and was very unhappy, so he praised Yan Zhen's good taste "in the middle of six or seven figures of art at home", "Helps me to understand clearly. The wisdom of his own path", and declared: "He is not only my lover, but also a beacon for me to illuminate the road ahead. Because of him, I have the courage to find my own path, and with his help, I have the courage to find my own path. Ability, I hope to give back to him with a lifetime of company and my art. I don't want to hear anyone say he's bad. Not even you."
For a gentle person like Su Jinxin, this is basically a cruel word on the verge of breaking up.
He thought that Shi Lei would get angry, and he was ready to hang up at any time, but he didn't expect Shi Lei to be not angry, but heaved a long sigh of relief: "Since that's the case, I'm relieved."
"what?"
"Your talent is very good. If you can't continue to paint because of my fault, I will feel guilty - since I continue to paint, I am relieved." After Shi Lei finished speaking, he hung up the phone without even a polite greeting.
Leaving Su Jinxin to stay where he was, he only felt that all the punches he had hit fell into cotton, and he couldn't keep up with Shi Lei's rhythm.
... But he never seemed to keep up with Shi Lei's rhythm.
Su Jin frowned slightly, why did he think that this kind of relationship that was completely incomprehensible to each other was love...
"Am I so good?" Before Su Jinxin could think about it, he was suddenly surrounded by Yan Zhen's voice, followed by a warm kiss on the small protruding bone on the back of his neck, " As soon as I blow it, I blow it for half an hour?"
Thinking of what she just said, Su Jin's face was hot as if it was going to burn, she raised her hand to cover her face and nodded weakly: "It's so good—when did you come in?"
"When you say 'There is more than one road to Rome'."
"You don't mind?"
"I have confidence in myself, and my heart is not that small." Yan Zhen said boldly, while saying that, he turned Su Jinxin around and kissed him in his arms, kissed for a while and then said, "But he is not allowed to answer his phone in the future—listen When he hears his voice, he will hang up immediately."
Su Jinxin hooked Yan Zhen's neck and said ok.