he sees your voice

Chapter 12 Poppies Blooming at Fingertips

Gu Chu suffered from insomnia again tonight.

She is sitting in front of the drawing board, dragging the oil paint tray in one hand, and holding the paintbrush in the other. The canvas in front of her is also in light tones.She is not professional in painting, it is just a hobby, but sometimes the world is unpredictable, she thought that she would definitely hold a scalpel in her hand, but now, she is only accompanied by a paintbrush.

There were several framed paintings on the wall opposite her, only one was unframed, and it was simply hung on the blue-gray wall.Most of the paintings are abstract, and there is no representation in them, except this one, which is a girl in a red dress, half of her face is smiling, half of her face is sad, she is holding a hemp rope in her hand, and the other part of the hemp rope At one end is a helium balloon floating in the air.The tone of the whole painting is very light, except for that red dress, which is as red as blood.

After a few strokes, the portrait on the brush became clearer, but Gu Chu's heart could not settle down.As the weekend class reunion gets closer, she will become more and more flustered.He said he was not Lu Beishen, so who would be attending the party?

Many times, Gu Chu had the urge to find him and ask him, if he is not Lu Beishen, then where is Beishen?
His fingers were soaked, Gu Chu lowered his head, the oil stained his fingers, red, like a small blooming poppy flower.When her eyes fell back to the canvas, she was surprised that she unconsciously drew a man's face, with straight outlines and tough lines.His hands trembled suddenly, and he got up immediately, the whole pan of oil paint was overturned on the skirt, dyeing a large area of ​​blue and thick purple green.

She reached out and pulled a white cloth to cover it, and then piled it in a corner. There were also several paintings covered with white cloth, as if old memories were blocked by her in that corner, it was Lu Beishen, each one was Lu Beishen.

11:30, this time is not enough to make the whole Qiongzhou quiet down.The moonlight left traces of warmth on the window edge, sprinkled on the photo wall on one side, there are many photos, including Gu Chu's, Gu Si's, and family portraits...

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the top floor is high enough to see the lights of Wanjia not far away.Gu Chu changed into a clean nightdress, and sat on the floor by the window.The floor is made of high-quality mahogany, but it is old, and there will be a slight "creak" sound when stepping on it, but she loves this kind of sound, it is the sound of memories.

The windows are not closed, and the night wind will occasionally strike the wind chime, and it will sprinkle down finely, which makes people not so lonely.

Gu Chu pressed his forehead against the glass, and stared at the tall buildings not far away. The lights of the city were like fireworks on the sea, which hurt the eyes and left them gorgeous.

The city of Qiongzhou is neither big nor small, just enough to hold the memories of a person's life.This is the city where she was born and raised, the city by the sea, she is familiar with every corner of the city, so familiar that she can draw a map of the whole city with her eyes closed, but she has felt strange in the past few years.

Perhaps, it is too lonely.

Or maybe, the people she was familiar with all left one by one without leaving a trace.

"Beichen, Beichen, why don't you come with me?"

"Bei Chen, if there is only one person in this world who is qualified to own it, in fact, I hope it is you most."

"Beichen..."

"You have let me down too much."

Lu Beichen suddenly opened his eyes.

is a dream.

The air was a little cool, and the central air conditioner in the room froze Lu Beichen's thinking for a few seconds, and the shadow in the dream was like a frozen portrait, which could not go away for a long time.He raised his hand, sweating on his brow.After a long time, the shadow gradually disappeared, and the turbulent lake finally became calm again.

Lu Beichen took a look at the watch on the bedside, it was three o'clock in the morning.

He lost sleepiness.

At this time, the whole city fell into a deep sleep.Lu Beichen poured a glass of martini, and the ice cubes cut into neat diamond shapes were chilled by the collision of the wine, filling the glass.The hotel's presidential suite is located on the 50th floor, which happens to be the best viewing location.

(End of this chapter)