grandpa is not sick

Chapter 57
This man really likes roses.Fu Qingliu thought to herself, so she lost the idea of ​​stuffing the roses into the trash can.

Walking to the end of the bed, Fu Qingliu looked at his leg hanging in the air, reached out and tapped on the plaster, and said slowly and curiously, "Does it hurt? Will he become crippled in the future?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a minor injury!" Fu Yixun said angrily, wouldn't this guy think that if he became crippled, he would have another crush?This half-hearted playboy!Do you know the good character of perseverance? !

"Oh." Fu Qingliu walked to the chair beside his bed and sat down.

The two of them are obviously not good at chatting. Fu Yixun has been alone almost all the time. He is dignified, quiet, proud and a genius. Since childhood, no one can keep up with his footsteps, and he is gradually left behind by him. In addition, I can't accept physical communication with others, and I have a bad temper.Although Fu Qingliu is hardly alone in the true sense, she is also unwilling to make false claims or have close friendships with those people for various reasons. Compared with being with a large group of people, she prefers to sleep alone in the sun.

So after Fu Qingliu sat down, it was probably because the two of them met and communicated too smoothly and casually several times before, but now they really sat down and wanted to find a topic to talk about, but they didn't know what to say.

Fu Yixun pinched the corner of the original document on his lap with one hand, his face was expressionless, but his brown eyes were a little irritated, why didn't he speak?Isn't she always very reserved?Why are you pretending to be quiet now?Seeing that Fu Qingliu sat for a few minutes, he seemed to feel that he had nothing to say and wanted to get up and leave, so Fu Yixun could only say expressionlessly, "Shui Qingliu's painting... is actually not too bad."

Fu Qingliu was about to get up and grab an apple, and then got up and took a big apple and a fruit knife and sat back. He looked up at him calmly, "Oh? Didn't you say you don't like barking your teeth and claws?"

"Just because I don't like it doesn't mean those paintings are bad. There are too many artists and works that I don't like." Fu Yixun frowned slightly, with a bit of disgust in his eyes, probably because his IQ is too high here On the other hand, because of his great talent, when he looks at a piece of art, he will subconsciously find faults, so he hardly likes it.

Fu Qingliu peeled the apple piece by piece, and soon a big, round and beautiful apple changed from plump to skinny. Hearing this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Actually, you didn't say anything." Wrong, those paintings are all Shui Qingliu's early paintings, so what do you think of the few unpublished paintings behind her?"

From time to time, Fu Yixun's eyes glanced at the apple in Fu Qingliu's hand, which was almost cut into pieces. Seeing that she had finally cut it, her eyes were full of disgust, but she still wanted to reach out to pick it up. Unexpectedly, Fu Qingliu took it. He got up, opened his mouth, and started to eat.

"..." Fu Yixun froze in place with his slightly outstretched hand.

Fu Qingliu didn't hear the answer, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Fu Yixun hadn't had time to take it back, and he paused for a moment to gnaw on an apple. The little one was a little embarrassed, took out another apple from the fruit basket and stuffed it into his hand together with the fruit knife, and raised an apple that could be eaten in a few bites, "Well, don't count on me, it's a waste of yours. apple."

Is it because you know that your cut is too ugly and you are too embarrassed to give it to him?Are you ashamed now?Fu Yixun's face paled, he took a few wet tissues from the other side of the bed to wipe his hands and wiped the handle of the knife, and then slowly began to sharpen it.

Fu Qingliu gnawed the apple with few bites of meat in twos and twos, threw the core into the trash can, looked up at Fu Yixun, and gradually became fascinated by it. The man leaned against the head of the bed, hanging down Looking at the apple in his hand, the sharp blade spun around his white and beautiful fingertips like a work of art, and the thin peel of the fruit was hanging down continuously like a magic trick, obviously it was just a very common thing, When made by him, there is always a sense of art that fascinates people. It seems that even time revolves around him, becoming slow and graceful.

Inspiration exploded in her mind like fireworks, and the brilliance made her blood boil. She almost had the urge to stuff this person into a piece of paper to make a painting or even a specimen for collection. The ink painting, oil painting, abstract painting and landscape painting are all gone. She just wants to sketch this person, completely!
here we go again!Fu Yixun's peel, which had been peeled smoothly, suddenly broke off and fell on the quilt because of his light shake. He didn't even care to show a disgusted expression, and hurriedly twisted it up and threw it into the trash can, his ears were red Fu Qingliu, who was staring at him fascinatedly, knew it!He knew that this woman had been pretending to be calm and reserved to let him initiate the topic!Looking at him with such obscene and lascivious eyes while he wasn't paying attention, I couldn't take it back!In broad daylight, really, really shameless!Don't be afraid of being bumped by nurses and doctors!

Fu Yixun only thought about it when there was a knock on the door, and the sound woke up Fu Qingliu, who had already painted half a picture scroll in his mind, and the picture in his mind burst like a bubble and disappeared without a trace. Tell her to wrinkle, slightly displeased to be disturbed.

"Do you need any help?" The beautiful and tall nurse was obviously startled when she saw Fu Qingliu, with a bit of hostility in her eyes, and smiled softly and sweetly when she turned to Fu Yixun.

"Didn't the doctor tell you, will I ring the bell if necessary?" Fu Yixun also inexplicably felt a little displeased at being interrupted, "Go out."

The nurse was a little embarrassed, and quickly stepped back and closed the door.

"Here."

Fu Qingliu looked over and saw a peeled apple that looked very beautiful in front of him. Looking along that hand, he saw Fu Yixun's delicate and sharp face that was carved out of meticulous care. Those brown eyes looked warm and soft in an instant, giving people a feeling of being wrapped in a fluffy and soft blanket.

"...Thank you." Fu Qingliu took the apple, and the displeasure on his face that was caused by the disappearance of the picture disappeared without a trace.

Fu Yixun wiped the fruit knife with a wet paper towel and put it back in the fruit basket. He looked at Fu Qingliu with certainty and a bit of sarcasm. Sure enough, he felt happy when he comforted her. Really, I don't know how Where did you learn it? You obviously want to be alone with him, but you still pretend to have nothing to say to him and want to leave. Do you think he can't see it?

This time the apple was really big, and Fu Qingliu had to gnaw it for a while before she could finish it. She took two bites and glanced at Fu Yixun several times. She smiled at him very flatteringly, "By the way, you haven't finished the painting of me as a model last time..."

(End of this chapter)