With his eyes closed, Chu Yanzhang felt a slight pain in his neck from being tilted to the side, but he loved being close to Zhouzhou; Zhouzhou's body was always warm and fragrant.
Spring has arrived, the air is damp and cold, and the roads are covered with melted snow. The vehicle is heading towards the art center in City A.
Half an hour later, the two finally got off the car.
I have shoulder pain.
I have a neck pain.
After getting out of the car, Chu Yanzhang secretly rubbed his neck before Xie Zhuzhou noticed. At the same time, a pleasant sense of satisfaction rose in his heart because Zhouzhou allowed him to get very close and had always been tolerant of him.
This is a privilege that others don't receive!
At least those few people didn't have that opportunity.
Having secretly grieved, Chu Yanzhang secretly rallied again. In his eyes, nothing was more important than Zhouzhou.
Although confessing his feelings might not be successful, he wanted Zhouzhou to know how he felt.
He's not a child anymore; he's almost twenty, no longer in his teens!
Xie Zhuzhou had no idea what Chu Yanzhang was thinking. He was thinking that the puppy was clearly very cute, its head wasn't too big, and its body proportions were excellent.
Why is my head so heavy? Did I grow up eating iron?
He muttered a complaint as he got off the bus, and also quietly rubbed his shoulders.
The two stood in Zone D of the art center's parking lot, intending to wait for Xiao Nan to park before going up together. Their bodyguards followed leisurely nearby, their own parking spot also in the vicinity.
This is my first time at an event like this.
"Me too."
"I didn't know if you liked art exhibitions, so I dragged you here without asking your opinion."
Chu Yanzhang's long, fine eyelashes drooped slightly, his gaze always fixed on Xie Zhuzhou as he listened quietly to him speak. "I really enjoy going out with you. Back in school, I only ever buried myself in my studies, but lately, thanks to you, I've seen so many different sights."
Since his eyesight improved, everything around him seemed to gradually gain color and life, and there was always one person standing in that beautiful, canvas-like world.
Zhouzhou is his scenery.
He also wanted to be a part of the scenery beside Zhouzhou.
Xie Zhuzhou completely ignored the fact that Xiao Nan was also nearby. Beside Chu Yanzhang, he said whatever came to mind without needing to think or prepare.
There are many places you haven't seen, and there are many places I haven't seen either.
The sky above the Hou mansion courtyard was always peaceful. In his previous life, he spent most of his time looking at the sky, trees, and flowers from the bottom of a well. Only the occasional bird flying by brought some novelty.
He no longer prayed for good health; his only hope was that his frail body could survive the next winter.
Humans have always desired freedom, yet freedom is a luxury.
Some people are born with it, while others are trapped in one place their whole lives, endlessly repeating the same cycle.
He didn't want to admit that when he first saw Chu Yanzhang, it was as if he saw his own helpless self reflected in him.
He knew perfectly well why he had risked everything to fly to Country D to find Chu Yanzhang, whom he barely knew. He just didn't want to admit it.
He was unwilling to admit that at that time, deep down he desperately wanted to save himself from the shattered state of his past. At least back then, he still had the Marquis's mansion, while Chu Yanzhang had no one behind him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall those white embroidered handkerchiefs, soaked in blood, thrown into the copper basin, the aroma of medicine filling the entire room.
At that time, he was bedridden and barely clinging to life, but he always wanted to know what it felt like to run desperately.
" Zhouzhou, your eyes are red. What happened?" Chu Yanzhang lowered his head, cupped his face, and looked at him with heartache.
"It's nothing, I think I got some sand in my eye."
"Shall I blow on it for you?"
"Hmm..." Xie Zhuzhou looked at that handsome face so close to him, his breath hitched, his heart pounded uncontrollably, and his blood seemed to boil at that moment.
His hands were clenched tightly, hanging by his sides, as if he wanted to push the person away, but he restrained himself.
He didn't want to push Chu Yanzhang away, as the other person's body was already weak.
A cool, fragrant scent gently wafted over his eyes, making Xie Zhuzhou wonder if the guy had eaten candy, otherwise why would he smell so good?
Chu Yanzhang's little scheme came in handy again at this moment. Looking into Zhouzhou's eyes, he really wanted to kiss her, but he didn't dare.
Xiao Nan: "..."
Xiao Nan took out the gift box, unsure whether to leave or stay put.
This ambiguous atmosphere makes me want to shove their heads together!
Just then, his nose smelled something that made it itchy, and he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he sneezed loudly.
Xiao Nan raised her head blankly and saw that Chu Yanzhang's eyes were different from when he faced Xie Zhuzhou. There was no warmth in his eyes, only coldness.
When Xiao Nan met that gaze, she felt everything around her freeze instantly, as if she were in an ice cave.
Good heavens, how can Mr. Chu have two faces!
Xie Zhuzhou lowered his head awkwardly, just missing the moment. He refrained from using his Internal Energy to push Chu Yanzhang away.
Damn it, what was with that gay vibe just now?! He really just picked up a puppy to raise, not a pervert.
He looked up again and saw Chu Yanzhang's clear and bright eyes, and immediately felt a pang of regret and guilt.
He was staring at her lips the whole time; that was so rude.
"Let's go, I'm all better."
"Okay, let's go." Chu Yanzhang naturally took his hand. "I know where it is; I looked at the internal map before we came."
Xie Zhuzhou hadn't yet recovered from the awkward atmosphere when he was being led by the hand again. He usually held Chu Yanzhang too, so this was just a return gesture; it shouldn't be a problem, right?
Feeling that he was about to burn, Xie Zhuzhou was afraid that he might accidentally throw Chu Yanzhang away if he used too much force.
"..."
Nobody said good friends can't hold hands, right?
"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Xie Zhuzhou said awkwardly.
"No trouble at all." Chu Yanzhang's mind was filled with the fact that Zhouzhou hadn't shaken him off! And Zhouzhou's hands were so soft, with only a few barely noticeable calluses on her fingertips.
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Art Center, Gallery 12
A woman named Sheng Wanqing, who appeared to be around thirty years old, was sitting in the reception room waiting for her guests.
She was slender and graceful, wearing a white and blue gradient winter cheongsam with a bamboo-colored shawl around her neck. The cuffs and collar of the long cheongsam were covered in snow-white fur.
Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, flowing smoothly like a black waterfall. Her face was dignified and beautiful, her eyes like autumn water, and her every move exuded elegance.
Sheng Wanqing never expected that the six paintings prepared by Xie Zhuzhou would be snapped up at high prices so soon after they were hung on the wall.
Moreover, there were a large number of people grabbing it, all of whom were wearing masks.
This made Sheng Wanqing even more curious about the legendary young Xie Zhuzhou Xie Zhuzhou, whose paintings had previously been worried that she wouldn't be able to sell.
In retrospect, it wasn't unpopular at all; it was extremely popular.
Even today, people still come seeking his "fame," but unfortunately, all the paintings have been sold out, and many leave disappointed.