Almighty painter

Chapter 178 Watching the Rain Together

Sakai Katsuko turned around, lightly fastened the belt of her nightgown, and closed the window.

She kicked off her slippers, climbed to the head of the bed, and picked up her phone.

"Shengzi, do you want to come and draw together at night?" Gu Weijing's invitation flashed across the screen.

"Now, are you going to the school's studio at this point?"

Sakai Katsuko blinked, and glanced at the bedroom door, a little moved and hesitant.

"Go to the Lucky Orphanage, which is the original site of "The Old Church in a Thunderstorm" that I mentioned to you, and the place where the painter Carroll was created."

Katsuko Sakai bit her lip and stared at the phone screen.

"Gu Jun, you were watching the rain just now? Then you thought of the senior female painter, right." She typed lightly.

"Correct."

The message on the screen was replied quickly.

"I watched the thunderstorm outside the window, and suddenly felt that it might be a very precious opportunity to feel the atmosphere of the female painter's creation. The old church will be rebuilt soon, and this kind of opportunity may be this one time. Do you want to come with you? Mom said, come here to gather folk songs?"

Sakai Katsuko stared at the message on the screen, and murmured softly: "It turns out that we are all watching the rain... how nice."

Under the same sky, someone is thinking the same thing as you.

This feeling of telepathy made Sakai Katsuko feel that a soft place in his heart had been touched.

She hugged the phone in her arms, her eyes slowly smiling into crooked moons.

"If it's really inconvenient, forget it. After all, it's still a bit late. If you want, I'll show you the finished painting tomorrow."

Seeing that no one replied for a long time, Gu Weijing thought that Sakai Katsuko's time was not convenient.

He had heard of the ban that Mrs. Sakai had given her daughter not to run around at night.

"No, my mother has agreed, I'm going."

Sakai Katsuko glanced in the direction of the bedroom door, and quickly replied on the phone.

For the first time, she had a bold idea of ​​raising her "home".

when typing,
She felt her heart beat a little faster, and a strange rosy layer slowly appeared on her porcelain-like cheeks.

Be a good daughter for 18 years,
Compared with her peers, Sakai Katsuko has been to many places and participated in various art exhibitions and youth art competitions around the world. Her life is undoubtedly rich.

But when other girls are chasing Hallyu stars, dating boys on campus, watching concerts at the Tokyo Dome, and strolling slowly with their boyfriends in the shopping streets of Ginza.

Painting, watching exhibitions, taking classes...

Katsuko Sakai's life is always occupied by a well-organized schedule, which goes back and forth, living the same rhythm of life all over the world.

She actually didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The fast-paced modern entertainment is nothing but the joy that will dissipate in a moment brought by the secretion of nerve dopamine, but the thick and eternal beauty of art can penetrate the soul.

Art has become a part of her life, and along with it, she grew up slowly.

until,

She met Gu Weijing.

Going out with boys quietly at night without telling the adults, this kind of rebellious thought had never even appeared in Katsuko Sakai's mind before.

Even if she just went to draw, it would make her a little thirsty.

Sakai Katsuko is very nervous now, but very firm.

The moment this idea jumped into his heart, it was like a torrent breaking a bank, occupying Sakai Katsuko's mind irresistibly, and he couldn't stop it.

The girl made up her mind without even a second of hesitation or hesitation.

There are always times in life to be bold.

"It's a bit dark, and it's still raining heavily, do you want me to have someone drive you to the hotel to pick you up." Gu Weijing asked.

"It's okay, don't bother me. I'll just ask the concierge department of the hotel and ask for a special car. I also know the location of the old church. Please wait for half an hour."

Sakai Katsuko made up his mind.

She immediately took off her pajamas, hesitated for a moment in front of the wardrobe, and picked out a dark red dress that looked more youthful.

After tidying up, she was ready to slip out of the room lightly.

When she passed by the big dressing table in the living room, the girl stopped hesitantly.

"Hmm...Maybe you have to wait for me for another 10 minutes?"

Sakai Katsuko took out her mobile phone again and sent a message to Gu Weijing.

She glanced at her sleeping mother, sat in front of the round sandalwood stool of the dressing table, quietly turned on the small LED makeup light behind a mirror, and took out the foundation and eyeliner used by her mother from the drawer.

She decided to tidy up her makeup carefully before going out.

When Katsuko Sakai was still drawing the corners of her eyes with eye gel pens with a slightly jerky look, there was a call on her mobile phone.

She thought it was a message from Huan Gu Weijing, and glanced at the phone number, but frowned slightly.

"Hello? Senior Komatsu."

Sakai Katsuko was afraid of waking her mother, so she walked back to her bedroom and asked with a blank expression.

"Shengzi, call auntie to have a late-night snack. The hotel steward of Aman said tonight that there are folk artists performing puppet shows in the banquet hall."

From the other end of the microphone came the sound of Komatsu Taro’s invitation, as well as the string dubbing of Myanmar’s characteristic puppet show.

"My mother has fallen asleep, she may be a little tired today."

"Oh, Katsuko, do you want to come?" Komatsu Taro's tone was still gentle and polite.

"Actually, I'm also a little tired. And just right, Komatsu-kun, when I returned to the hotel, I was hesitant to call you."

Speaking of this, Sakai Katsuko seemed to have thought of something.

She took the mobile phone and walked to the gift box on the coffee table in the bedroom, opened the package, revealing the jewelry inside.

This is a gift from Taro Komatsu entrusted by his mother on the treasure ship today.

An emerald bracelet with excellent water head.

She tilted her head and looked at the price tag on the jade bracelet above, "The bracelet is beautiful, thank you..."

"It's fine, Katsuko, if you like it."

"...But this gift is a bit too expensive. There are many people in the afternoon. I think it may hurt your face to refuse in person, so I will transfer the money to you later."

Sakai Katsuko said softly.

The price tag on this bracelet is extremely high,

However, Sakai and his wife were very reassured about their daughter's conduct. Adhering to the principle of raising their daughter well, they bound her with the secondary card of Professor Kazushige Sakai's Citibank debit card.

The upper limit of the monthly signing limit is 15 US dollars, and there is a temporary limit of [-] US dollars.

Sakai Katsuko doesn't spend much money on a daily basis, but if necessary, it's a trivial matter to transfer money from a bracelet.

"Shengzi, why do we have to distinguish so clearly? It's just a small gift." The tone of Komatsu Taro on the other end of the phone was very helpless.

"I don't think it's appropriate." Sakai Katsuko shook his head.

"Is the gift inappropriate?" Komatsu Taro said in an unhappy tone, but still remained patient.

Sakai Katsuko shook his head slightly.

She is a well-bred girl, and she is unwilling to refute the kindness of her seniors.

If in the past,
For the sake of her mother, Ms. Sakai may or may consider using a more euphemistic remark.

But today she thought about it for a moment, and suddenly wanted to speak out completely.

"Gifts are not appropriate, and neither are we."

She sat on the bed, looked at the line drawing on the bedside that she had put in an exquisite photo frame, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Senior Xiaomatsu, I'm very sorry, but——I won't marry you."

As this layer of window paper was completely pierced, both parties on the phone fell into silence for an instant.

Only Xiaosong's heavy breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Shengzi, you were not like this before."

Xiao Song spoke word by word on the other end of the phone.

Sakai Katsuko had a more indispensible attitude towards the elders' matching of her and Komatsu Taro.

In Japanese-style high society, everything is like a cog running according to a specific program.

When a girl grows up, she always chooses a husband to marry.

There is a high probability that they are people in the circle, and the two powerful alliances will become bigger and stronger and create greater glories.

It sounds like a commercial company operating logic, more than a union between a boy and a girl.

In fact, it was so,
Whether it's tea ceremony, art, or Go, from the Edo period when Tokugawa Ieyasu ruled Japan, people began to marry each other in small circles, and they have been doing this for hundreds of years.

In the past, this method was called "Jia Yuan System".

The "big patriarch" jointly recommended by several famous families in the small circle of the industry, manages the industry with dignity like a strict father, and everyone marries with each other to consolidate their status.

For example, today’s Tea Ceremony Consortium in Dongying, who was elected as the head of this generation’s tea ceremony in [-], was born in a family of [-].

Sanqianke has been the head of the tea ceremony since the era of the Harahira War 400 years ago, and it is still the industry leader today.

No matter how good or bad the level is, the new tea that the owner cooks at the tea ceremony meeting every year can sell for millions of dollars for just nine drops of tea.

This is identity.

This kind of industry management mechanism was renamed after the war and changed to a certain association. In fact, it is still an old set of operational thinking in essence.

Senior Komatsu's father, in terms of financial resources, runs the ever-growing Komatsu Gallery, and in terms of status, he is the current chairman of the Painting and Calligraphy Federation, the real power among real powers.

In the Warring States period, local big names would sweep the couch to welcome them when they saw each other.

Thinking of it this way, it is indeed a good match, and it is understandable for Mrs. Sakai to want Taro Komatsu to be her son-in-law.

Sakai Katsuko never objected.

Senior Xiao Song seemed to like him quite a lot, and he didn't really like him, and he had no reason to refuse.

At least it's better than marrying those political Chinese. If you don't do it well, you have to go home to support your husband and teach your children from the beginning of marriage.It would be much more free to be responsible for managing the family's contacts every day, and to be a graceful but boring "Madam".

Sakai Katsuko didn't care about the rumors about Komatsu Taro outside.

It's good to break after marriage,
Keep playing outside... She let him go too.

There are too many such things in the art circle, Sakai Katsuko has been used to seeing them since she was a child.

Modern artists are as common as rock singers, and their private lives are not news at all.

Picasso, the master of the road, at the age of 50, still keeps beautiful underage female students as his mistresses all day long, and laughs at the scene where his lover and wife who just gave birth to him are wrestling and biting in front of him. Take pleasure in it.

Compared with this kind of behavior of a big scumbag who should have turned his profile picture into a gun target paper, pulling away every day to shoot the target and whip the corpse, Komatsu Taro is just hooking up with a few TV actresses, and he is not even a moral black spot. He can be regarded as a model husband.

Because there is no love,

So don't care at all.

It is fair for him to give birth to his own child, and for him to hold an art exhibition for himself, each taking what he needs.

Sakai Katsuko has long accepted this result calmly and frankly. This is also the life that countless people yearn for, and she can't say no.

Only now, Sakai Katsuko has completely changed her mind.

She has a thousand reasons for choosing to marry Komatsu Taro, but unfortunately, she only likes this kind of thing, but she has no reason.

"I'm sorry." Sakai Katsuko apologized softly.

"why?"

Komatsu Taro's tone was completely incomprehensible.

"Because you can't watch the rain with me."

Sakai Katsuko hung up the phone and walked out of the hotel room.

……

"Jerry, don't save me money, do you want to add hoof soup?"

In a decent local restaurant next to the Dulwich College campus, Mona dipped her lips in a napkin and waved for the waiter.

"No, Miss Sandeno, I'm really full. Let me treat you." Jerry put down the silver spoon and looked at the dancing candlesticks and roses in front of him.

This is a candlelight restaurant that he specially selected for local petty bourgeois couples to frequent. It is not as good as the Italian restaurant in the embassy area he went to before, but the atmosphere is also good.

Rain, piano, roses, and a couple of foreign tourists kissing silently at the next table.

everything is romantic,
It's a pity that the chairperson of the girls' student union on the opposite side didn't show any signs of spring.

Miss Sandenu has been dealing with the tea in front of her silently, and she even rarely speaks.

"No, I insist that I treat the guests, this is what we agreed." Mona smiled, and then signed on the screen of the POS machine.

"Wait a minute, take a picture of us."

Jerry handed the mobile phone to the waiter beside him, motioning for the waiter to take a group photo.

Mona hesitated a little.

"Just to remember." Jerry shrugged.

"Ok."

After accepting such an important gift, Mona didn't want to be too unkind. After taking a photo with Jerry politely, she picked up her handbag and stood up.

"It's raining really hard today, is it safe to go home later? Would you like me to call the driver to take you off?" Since Jerry showed his gentlemanly demeanor, he was ready to show it to the end.

"No, I'm calling our driver, and he should be here too."

The boy from Mumbai is sitting in a Volvo XC60 across the street from the restaurant, bored reading beauty magazines.

After receiving a call from the old lady's family, he immediately trotted over from the car holding an umbrella.

"Miss, this guy looks much richer than Young Master Gu. You used to eat together, but you wouldn't go to such a good restaurant. Have you stopped seeing Young Master Gu recently?"

Seeing Mona waving goodbye to a blond young man whom he had never seen before, the Mumbai brother asked curiously while opening the door for the lady.

In the past, I didn't go to high-end restaurants because I had to take care of Gu Weijing's face because of the limited conditions at home. Today, I express my gratitude to Jerry, which has a different meaning.

The thought crossed Mona's mind.

She was not in the mood to explain too much to her servant, she just frowned and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"I haven't seen Master Gu Weijing come to play at home for a long time. You used to be together a lot." said the Mumbai boy.

"Yes, he probably won't come to our house again in the future." Mona looked upset and said a little irritatedly, "I have nothing to do with him."

She noticed the momentary look of regret that flashed across the face of the Bombay boy.

"Why, do you like Gu Weijing very much?" Mona asked with a slight frown.

"Oh, Young Master Gu often smiles at me, and..."

Bombay brother really likes Mona's former boyfriend.

In his impression, Gu Weijing was a young man who was always very polite to his servant and had a gentle smile.

"...He often hired my car to deliver things to a local orphanage last month, and I can get some labor fees every time."

The Mumbai boy was a little embarrassed, but said honestly: "I can make some money from him."

(End of this chapter)