It was almost evening after leaving the art museum. Qiao Yitang was going to go shopping with her sisters and left first. The child Tang Nan had completely fallen asleep, and was put into the passenger seat by Lin Qinhe and tied with a seat belt, and Tao Xi was carrying a pocket The unfinished candy got into the back seat of the car with Lin Qinhe.
Because he was worried about waking Tang Nan, no one in the car spoke, only the sound of the child's shallow breathing after falling asleep.
This quiet atmosphere was a bit torturous for Tao Xi, because once it was quiet, the existence of the person next to him would suddenly become too distinct to ignore.
He wanted to talk to Lin Qinhe, saying that he had the first painting that was really sold, that he had met many seniors and friends at the art exhibition, that he would continue to paint after he made up his mind, Said he planned to give him a unique painting...
Tao Xi quietly glanced aside again, and saw Lin Qinhe looking down at his phone.
He retracted his gaze and turned his head to look out the window, intending to divert his attention from the scenery outside the window, but the phone in his hand suddenly vibrated, and even his heart vibrated suddenly.
Tao Xi hurriedly looked down at his phone and found that Lin Qinhe had sent a message.
Moon: What do you want to say
Tao Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but glanced aside, Lin Qinhe only looked down at the phone screen, not at him.
He also lowered his head and started typing on the screen, slowly typing whatever he wanted to say, but in the end he deleted all the words.
Then he chose the one he wanted to say the most among the words that were surging like clouds.
Tao Xi: Lin Qinhe, I want to send you a painting.
In the art museum, when Lin Qinhe promised to see his first art exhibition in his life in the future, he made a decision in his heart.
A decision that he swayed for a long time, but suddenly full of courage today.
He breathed lightly and stared at the screen firmly, not letting his eyes wander to the side, but his fingertips on the screen were still hot, and Yu Guang was still unconsciously chasing the movements of those around him.
Moon: When will it be given to me
I didn't ask what painting, I didn't ask why, I just asked when it would be given to him.
Tao Xi took a deep breath. He somehow felt that Lin Qinhe seemed to understand what he meant by this sentence. This guess made his whole face burn except for his fingertips.
In the heat that rose and floated everywhere, he slowly typed again on the screen with his hot fingertips.
Tao Xi: I'll give it to you when I finish it.
Moon: Alright, I'll wait for you.
I'm waiting for you.
Tao Xi's fingers on the screen curled up unconsciously. He heard his heartbeat suddenly become light and fast, like a midsummer afternoon shower. Awake and confused.
After the close WeChat conversation ended, the car fell silent again, and there were occasional children's babble, but Tao Xi felt that it was more difficult than before.
This feeling of excruciating pain continued into every class in the school.
Tao Xi tried his best to face Lin Qinhe as usual, but since he made that decision, he felt like he was suspended in mid-air by a hydrogen balloon.
Lin Qinhe's words, a look, and even a slightly raised eyebrow made him feel alarmed for the self who was about to reach a critical point.
Only after returning to the dormitory can he prepare for his decision with complete peace of mind.
"Wow, Xi Da, are you drawing so many paintings for gifts or competitions?"
Pan Yan has been curious for many days. In the past, when Tao Xi returned to the dormitory every day, he did homework or listened to listening. However, for more than a week, Tao Xi has been painting in front of the easel every night. Different.
But it's all about the same thing, the moon.
The new moon that cannot be seen on the first day of the new year, the crescent moon on the third and fourth day of the new year, the first quarter moon on the seventh and eighth day, the full moon on the fifteenth and sixth day, the last quarter moon on the twenty-two third... draw it down.
And the moon in each painting is in a different place, the secluded forest valley with peach blossoms, the dark blue ocean with surging tides, the thousands of rows of crisscrossed peaks, the neon city with bright fireworks...
Tao Xi was concentrating on painting, and after half a beat, he casually gave a reason to perfunctory.
What he wants to give Lin Qinhe is not a simple painting, but the moon of the whole world, whether it is full or small.
But after all, there is a workload of thirty paintings, and Tao Xi works overtime every day to paint less than half of it in more than a week.
Fortunately, Qiao Yitang gave him the key to Qiushi Lou's studio before, so he was able to continue painting in the studio during his lunch break.
At noon one day, he returned to the classroom from the studio and saw that Lin Qinhe was already sitting in his seat. He paused and returned to his seat calmly. As soon as he picked up the pen, he heard Lin Qinhe ask him:
"Where have you been at noon these days?"
His voice was very deep, and he seemed a little unhappy.
Tao Xi's heart tightened, and he felt a guilty conscience of being caught. He looked at Lin Qinhe, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he told the truth frankly: "I will paint you in the studio."
Lin Qinhe was startled, as if he did not expect this answer, he quickly retracted his eyes and lowered his eyes, and hummed, neither light nor heavy.
Tao Xi also lowered his eyes, quietly stretched out his left hand and pinched his earlobe.
It was such an airtight atmosphere again, which made people panic and at a loss.
Quietly writing the meeting papers, Tao Xi heard Lin Qinhe suddenly say to himself, "The day after tomorrow, I'm going to the province for a training competition."
Tao Xi was stunned, turned his head to look at Lin Qinhe suddenly, and asked anxiously, "How long will the training be?"
Lin Qinhe said: "Two weeks."
Tao Xi didn't know whether he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief or to breathe a sigh of relief. He should have finished painting in two weeks, but he couldn't see Lin Qinhe in two weeks...
Even before he left, he had already started thinking about this person.
Tao Xi felt that he was useless, he said to Lin Qinhe, "then I'll wait for you to come back."
Lin Qinhe looked at him, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "You these two weeks..."
Tao Xi hurriedly raised two fingers, nodded and assured: "I will definitely study hard!"
Then he heard Lin Qinhe give a low laugh and said to him, "I mean, what about these two weeks of comics, the president of Xiaotao Comics Club?"
Tao Xi was stunned. It was the first time he heard Lin Qinhe call him that, and his face couldn't help but feel a little hot, and he stammered: "Ben, the president of this company will draw a fortnight's share, and I will give it to you tomorrow night."
Lin Qinhe wanted to say that after drawing every day, he would just take a picture of it with his mobile phone and send it over, but he thought about it and finally said, "Okay."
There was another awkward silence, and the two looked at each other, then bowed their heads and went about their own business.
Tao Xi stared absently at the math problem in front of him, and after about two minutes, he suddenly turned his head to Lin Qinhe and said without thinking:
"I'll give you the picture the day you come back."
Because he was too nervous, he spoke so fast that he felt that he couldn't hear it clearly.
But Lin Qinhe seemed to have heard it clearly and seemed to know what he meant. After a pause for two seconds, he said to him:
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
Tao Xi thought, it must be that Lin Qinhe at this time was too soft, so he couldn't help but take an inch. He stared at Lin Qinhe, squinted his eyes and said:
"Then you mustn't dislike my paintings."
He never said "no" and "no", which were capricious words, but at this moment he couldn't help thinking of capriciousness towards Lin Qinhe.
He even wanted to be more self-willed to say that he was not allowed to dislike me.
Lin Qinhe looked into his eyes and said in a low voice:
"I must like it."
Serious and determined.
Tao Xi's breathing was stagnant, and he heard a very light explosion in his brain, like blue fireworks blooming on the distant ocean, dazed and blurred.
He lowered his eyes in a panic, looked down at his workbook, and whispered, "That's it."
In the past two days, Tao Xi worked overtime to drive out fourteen cartoons, each of which was put into a small envelope with the dates for the next two weeks written on it.
After self-study the next day, Tao Xi gave Lin Qinhe fourteen envelopes together, and repeatedly warned: "It must be opened on this day!"
Like a doctor who prescribes medicine to a patient.
Lin Qinhe put the envelope into his bag, got up and asked him, "What if I open it ahead of time?"
Tao Xi was stunned, grabbed Lin Qinhe's schoolbag, raised his head and stared at Lin Qinhe and said, "It's not good, but it's impossible."
Lin Qinhe looked down at him, raised his lips slightly, and said, "Okay, I see."
Tao Xi felt that Lin Qinhe's tone was a bit like coaxing a child, so he let go of the hand holding the schoolbag.
He saw Lin Qinhe turn around and walk towards the door, and suddenly realized that he would not be able to see this person for the next two weeks starting tomorrow.
How to do.
He's thinking about him now, thinking about him so much.
Tao Xi shouted before he could react: "Lin Qinhe."
Lin Qinhe quickly stopped and turned around, looking down at him two steps away.
But Tao Xi didn't know what he was going to say. His head buzzed and he racked his brains and said:
"You, I wish you all the training..."
Before he could say the word "smooth", Lin Qinhe grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his side.
"Send me to the school gate, okay?" Lin Qinhe whispered in his ear.
The sudden approaching distance, the warm breath in his ears, and the low voice stirring on his eardrums, Tao Xi only felt that his entire face was congested, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"Okay." It took him a long time to find a voice to answer.
It was nearly November, and the night was as cool as water. Tao Xi was walking beside Lin Qinhe.
Tao Xi looked up at the night sky. It was not sunny tonight, and there was no moon. He turned to look at the people around him.
Never mind, this is my moon, he thought.
The ever-present moon.
Lin Qinhe turned his face to look back at him, and Tao Xi quickly lowered his eyes.
Walking all the way to the school gate, Tao Xi could no longer go out. He saw that Chen Ting was already waiting not far from the gate, no matter how much reluctance he tried to suppress, he said to Lin Qinhe with a smile:
"Come on in the training camp, you will definitely get good grades in the next competition."
Lin Qinhe looked down at him and said to him, "Eat well at school, study hard, and don't stay up too long."
Tao Xi rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "I will, and so will you."
Lin Qinhe watched him silent for a while, and then whispered, "Then I'm leaving."
The smile on Tao Xi's face faded, and he was silent for a while before he smiled again and said, "See you in two weeks!"
Lin Qinhe snorted. He looked at the person in front of him and endured it for a long time. In the end, he couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing his soft hair, then quickly turned and left.
The author says:
I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival
There may be a chapter later in the evening