Chapter 12： Snatch the Golden Finger Bamboo Horse 12 (2/2)
Zhao Sijia couldn't help but walked a few steps forward and said to Lou Xiao, ”Where are you going, Brother Lou Xiao? I moved today, or else I will go and see my new home?”
Huo Ming glanced at her and didn't speak, Lou Xiao said indifferently: ”Huo Ming should have arranged the moving for you. The moving is busy, we won't make trouble, we still have things to do.”
The atmosphere in the living room was inexplicably embarrassing. Huo Wei glanced at a few people and got into Lou Xiao's car with a smile on her mouth. Zhao Sijia's favorability value for her is now -70, and her favorability value for Cui Jing is -30. The funny thing is that Zhao Sijia's favorability value for Huo Ming has dropped by 6 points to 80, and his favorability value for Lou Xiao is 75, which is about the same as the favorability value for Huo Ming.
It seems that Zhao Sijia really trusts Lou Xiao, and it is not fake to regard him as a golden finger and emboldened.
But what made her feel good was that Lou Xiao's favorability for Zhao Sijia was only 20 points. When she was at the airport that day, she saw that Lou Xiao's favorability for the sea was still worth 50. Zhao Sijia is really passionate about herself.
Lou Xiao smiled after seeing the smile on her mouth, ”In a good mood?”
Huo Wei nodded, ”Of course, I have a hunch that your paintings must be beautiful! I also have several paintings I want to paint, and the house is so noisy, I can't wait to go to your studio.”
”Then let's go now.” Lou Xiao drove away from Huo's house, thinking of the noisy Huo Wei said in his mind, probably because of what Zhao Sijia caused at Huo's house. Zhao Sijia seemed to be different from what he knew.
He just thought about it, and then left these behind and chatted with Huo Wei about painting. Huo Wei didn't know whether she knew how to draw, but the original owner did, and the original owner really liked painting. When she talked about this, she felt a sense of joy, and the happier she talked with Lou Xiao.
Lou Xiao had a rare smile on his face, showing how good he was. He directly took Huo Wei to his villa and asked people to take all the things Huo Wei had brought to the studio. There are painting tools, injection medicines, and snacks, all prepared by Cui Jing, and they are very well prepared.
Huo Wei said embarrassedly: ”My mother is particularly worried about me. She always takes care of me like a child. I'm sorry to trouble you.”
”No trouble.” Lou Xiao put her in a wheelchair and pushed her closer to the villa. ”There is a mother who loves you so much that no one can envy you, you are very happy.”
Huo Wei shrugged, ”I also have a father who doesn't care about family affection and a brother who has forgotten his sister. They brought me a lot of unhappiness. But you are right, I am very happy to have a mother.”
Huo Wei saw carpets in the villa, and when she thought about it, she knew that it was specially made for her. When she entered the studio, she saw two sets of painting tools and soft sofas where she could rest. The smile on her lips deepened, and she said to Lou Xiao earnestly: ”Thank you, you are so thorough.”
They just met yesterday, and the arrangement was so good in less than a day, which only means that he took her injury to heart.
”Yes, I made you come back to me when you were injured. I was the one who caused you trouble.” Lou Xiao took out an alarm clock and set the time for the doctor to give her an injection, and then a little hesitation appeared on his face.
Huo Wei asked him curiously: ”What's wrong?”
Lou Xiao looked at her, looked at the row of paintings covered with cloth on the wall, pursing his lips and said, ”Yesterday you said you wanted to see my paintings. I picked a few of them here, but they might be for others. Doesn’t feel very good. Let’s just start painting.”
When he said this, Huo Wei was even more curious. The book only mentions that his hobby is painting, and he has not described his paintings. Seeing that Lou Xiao did not repel her to see the paintings, she smiled and said, ”I also brought two of my paintings to you to see. Let's see them together. We must understand each other a little bit more so that I can paint more appropriately when you paint. .”
Lou Xiao did not refuse, turned the pulley to her, and led her to the row of paintings.
He reached out and lifted the cloth on the painting, revealing the paintings with depressive colors inside. Even if Huo Wei had prepared, she couldn't help but be stunned to see these paintings.
Good paintings can reflect the artist's state of mind and emotions. The feeling these paintings convey to her is the boundless loneliness, as if there is only one person left in the world, that loneliness, which suddenly caught her heart.
Lou Xiao looked at her expression, and squeezed Geb's hand into a fist. ”Do you think...my painting is not very good?”
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