Chapter 61 Is there an appointment tonight?

Zhu Dehua grabbed the bouquet of flowers and came down excitedly, hugging Yu Wen and kissing her face.

The atmosphere on the table became awkward in an instant.

Most of the students in the Academy of Fine Arts know about Ji Nanyuan and Yu Wen’s relationship, and the fact that Ji Nanyuan had a big fight with Kong Kangjun was a big deal, almost spread throughout the school.

But... four years have passed, things have changed.

The students were a little embarrassed and energetic. Come on, today is the happy day for Kong Xianyi to get married. Let’s have a fight together!

Yu Wen picked up the champagne and stood up.

Only then did I realize that Ji Nanyuan was standing diagonally opposite her.

Through the table, the two of them looked at each other. His eyebrows and eyes were dark and deep, his slender knuckles pinched the thin goblet, and his jaw was slightly raised, and his eyes fell on her face.

I don't know how long I've watched it.

Yu Wen pretended to be calm and took a sip of champagne.

Ji Nanyuan didn't stay long, and after saying hello to the groom, he left.

Yu Wen absent-mindedly playing with the cup in his hand, listening to the noisy voices in his ears, and his mind was full of Ji Nanyuan's eyes looking at her through the table.

It was like... the next second I was about to tear her clothes and enter her hard.

Yu Wen stood at the door and smoked a cigarette, then sent a message to Zhu Dehua, asking him to take a taxi back by himself, and he took a taxi to the Academy of Arts.

I haven't come here for four years, and the school has not changed much.

She went to the studio and it had become someone else's world. There were newborns laughing and playing inside, and the floor was full of dried paint.

After passing along the corridor, she realized that the painting she sent to Feng Motou was sealed with glass and hung on the corridor, with date and time under each painting.

During that time, she was addicted to painting. Sometimes she was in a low mood and the colors were all dark. Sometimes she was in high mood and the painting paper was covered with bright colors.

She walked along the corridor to the end and suddenly stopped.

A portrait of her hung on the wall at the end.

She was sitting in the studio wearing a white T-shirt, with her toes against the chair, her head tilted and a pencil in her mouth.

The painting was painted very carefully, her bun, her long hair in her ears, and her irritability and boredom at the corners of her eyes were all outlined.

There is no signature in the lower right corner.

But Yu Wen knew in his heart that it was painted by Ji Nanyuan.

But she didn't know what he meant.

Yu Wen took out the cigarette and lighted it for him. A boy from the art academy passed by whistled at her. Miss, will you have an appointment tonight?

Yu Wen slowly exhaled a breath of smoke, turned his head, and under his delicate makeup, his bright red lips opened and closed. Brother, I still have to go home to feed the child.

Boys in the Academy of Fine Arts: …

Yu Wen left in high heels.

She doesn't wear high heels very much. Whether in the gallery or on the street, she is used to wearing a pair of sports-style white shoes, which is convenient and light.

After walking out of the school gate, she walked aimlessly along the path.

It was getting dark and she didn't know where she was going.

When she stopped, she realized that she had accidentally walked downstairs to the house where Ji Nanyuan once rented.

The dilapidated stairs were filled with dust everywhere.

She carried her skirt upstairs.

The sound of high heels sounded.

The door on the third floor is locked, and I don’t know if anyone lives inside.

Yu Wen was tired of walking, so he took off his high heels, sat on the steps, and lit a cigarette for himself.

The sensing light went out and everything fell into darkness.

In this darkness, she let out a gentle breath, leaning her head against the wall, and closing her eyes gently.