The king of rebirth meets his ex-husband

Chapter 17 Strange and Alienated
Tezuka Kunimitsu looked down at Xiaozhi, and he could see his flattery at a glance.

"Ah, let's go." He couldn't go back to the source in front of this child who loved him wholeheartedly, but it wasn't his style to just walk away like this.

So, he turned his head back, and conveyed the meaning of goodbye to the woman who pushed him away with some hatred, the danger was particularly obvious: since she knew him so well, she should know that he would not let it go Hugh!

A group of people walked away talking and laughing.

Among them, Buer turned around and smiled at her, Gan Zhenzhi looked back at her deeply, but he never looked back.

Koizumi Aoba stood in place and watched everyone go away, until the figure disappeared, the smile on his face suddenly collapsed.

She clenched her fists tightly and rushed all the way to the bathroom in the exhibition hall to relax her tense nerves.

Did she overdo it?
That's why he got such a big reaction?
So what does she do?
She didn't dare to forget the look in his eyes when he was about to leave, it was so dangerous... Like a bloodthirsty beast, once he found someone challenging his majesty, his eyes would be guarded.

She has survived two lifetimes, but she still dare not meet his eyes.

There was a faint stabbing pain in her palm, but she smiled miserably: Compared with his strict gaze, these small injuries and pains are not worth paying attention to at all.

She didn't want to have any communication with him from the beginning to the end, no matter what he thought or did, she didn't even want to see him again.

So, she had to hide.

Calculating the time, he should go to Germany, it's so far away...

Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't withstand the impact of time and space, right?
And she, like duckweed, only swirled once in the long river of time, and she was nowhere to be found in a flash.

Koizumi Aoba looked up, looking for the direction of the studio on the second floor, with long eyes...

The studio on the second floor at the moment.

"It turns out that your picture frames are also made by yourself." Looking around at the semi-finished picture frames arranged in an orderly manner in the room, Eiji Kikumaru exclaimed again and again.

"That's right." Xiaozhi nodded, "Aunt Qing asked a good carpenter to teach us."

Is it taught by a professional carpenter?

Tezuka Kunimitsu stepped forward and bent to pick up a slightly shaped picture frame. The smooth lines and fine workmanship are not something children like Xiaoshi can make.Then he turned around and asked, "Are these also?"

"Ah, no." Although Xiaozhi wanted Brother Tezuka to praise his carpentry skills, he couldn't lie, "The ones you got were made by the big brothers and the master carpenters in the gallery."

Xiaozhi bit his lower lip embarrassingly, "That's the one next to the wall."

It turned out to be the case.

Tezuka Kunimitsu walked to the wall and saw some small or even miniature wooden frames, which looked clumsy and twisted.

Buer Zhouzhu concluded with a smile and narrowed his eyes, "That is to say, you have also learned carpentry, and even made picture frames by yourself, but the picture frames for the exhibited paintings were made by the workers led by the carpenter. Is that right?"

"Yes." Xiaozhi responded loudly, thinking that Brother Buer is so smart.

So what was Koizumi Aoba's intention to lure them to the studio?

Fuji Zhouzhu, who was about to think about it, was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Sorry to bother you." A young man in gallery overalls was standing at the door.

"Ah, it's Uncle Zetian." Xiaozhi ran towards the door after explaining to Tsukako, "Is there something wrong? Uncle Zetian."

The young man named Zetian squatted down and said, "Grandpa Qiushan drove to deliver the paintings, I'm afraid I can't take you back to the orphanage. Your aunt Qing said that I will take you back in her car before I'm busy. Otherwise, when you get busy in the afternoon, no one will be able to take care of you."

"Oh." Xiaozhi understood what Zetian meant, but he hadn't had time to show his carpentry to brother Tezuka?He looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu in embarrassment.

Zetian's voice was not low, so Tezuka Kunimitsu and the others naturally heard it.

Seeing the reluctance on Xiaozhi's face, Tezuka Kunimitsu took the initiative to step forward, nodded at Zetian before saying, "Let's do this for today. If there is a chance later, we will do carpentry together."

The latter sentence was addressed to Xiao Zhi, because Xiao Zhi showed his cute little canine teeth again, and his smile was as bright as fireworks.

"Well, good." He knew that Brother Tezuka kept his word.

"Then let's go." Ze Tian walked out the door first.

A group of people also left the studio one after another.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was walking at the end, glanced back for the second time: the delicate and rough carpentry are placed together regardless of each other, which is somewhat conflicting; but because they have a common function, they appear inexplicably harmonious...

The walking figure suddenly trembled, and then suddenly realized: mutual restraint and mutual generation.

And this is probably Koizumi Aoba's intention!
Remind him to be all-encompassing and moderately tolerant?Afraid that he would be too blindly aggressive?
She...but-was-worried about him?

A heart suddenly thumped and accelerated violently because of this deep possibility, and he stretched out his hand to press it, but it was still useless.

And the depressed and tangled emotions that have been pent up for several days have long since disappeared.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the art exhibition ends.

The bustling exhibition hall during the day finally became quiet at this moment, and all the staff were sent home early by Koizumi Aoba to rest.Even Grandpa Akiyama, Aoba Koizumi, and Aoba Koizumi, who drove to deliver the paintings, clearly told them to go home directly after finishing the work, and it would be good if the car drove to the gallery tomorrow morning.

At this moment, Koizumi Aoba is sitting behind the desk, carefully sorting out today's sales orders: a total of fifteen works were sold, and the situation is quite good...

"Gululu." There was a loud sound from the stomach, which was a little surprising against the quiet room.

It was only then that Koizumi Aoba remembered that she didn't seem to have eaten much today.It's not that she doesn't have time, but that she is always unable to eat when she is busy.

"Gululu." There was another loud noise, which seemed to express its dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)