This Sunday, Lu Xiao pulled her out again. On the subway, Lu Xiao held two art exhibition tickets and kept talking to her, "Let me tell you, Xue Sheng is both talented and handsome."
I heard her say this at least ten times over the weekend, and my ears are callused. I smiled and sighed, "I don't know whether you are attracted to her talent or her looks."
"To be honest, it's both." Lu Xiao raised her chin, her eyes sparkling, and she did not hide her admiration for the painter. "You don't know, I've been waiting for this day for a long time !" She looked at Weekend and said very seriously, "You know, although Xue Sheng is very famous, he rarely holds exhibitions, and his tickets are hard to get. I begged my dad for a long time to get these two tickets."
"Yes, yes, yes." There is only one way to deal with the infatuated girl on weekends, and that is to say yes no matter what the other party says.
When the subway arrived at the station, she pulled Lu Xiao, who was still immersed in the charm of the famous painter, and said with a smile: "Miss Lu Xiao, I will definitely appreciate the works of Painter Xue later, but now, can you please move your steps and get off the train?"
Lu Xiao cried out "Ouch!" and quickly took her hand and ran out of the car.
Although she said "I will definitely watch it carefully", in fact, Weekend really couldn't appreciate the paintings, nor could she find their charm. Looking at Lu Xiao beside her, she was fascinated by them. Weekend turned her eyes back to the painting in front of her. It was a painting framed in a very simple frame. The painting showed a white wall covered with bright and numerous flowers. In the lower right corner was the artist's signature: Xue Sheng. These two words were signed in a casual and natural way.
Seeing Weekend's slightly curved mouth, Lu Xiao put his arm around her shoulders and asked, "Why, did you see something?"
Weekend shook his head and replied truthfully: "I can't see anything, I just think the painting is quite similar."
Lu Xiao couldn't help but tease: "You really can't ask this kind of question to someone who doesn't understand art."
"I think she answered very well."
The sudden interruption made both of them startled. Turning to look at the source of the voice, Weekend saw an extremely handsome man with a faint smile in his deep eyes, and his gaze stayed on her and Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao beside her seemed to have discovered something, and his hand on her shoulder trembled slightly.
"Mr. Xue... Sheng?" Lu Xiao asked uncertainly. The man smiled faintly, took a small step forward, extended his hand, and introduced himself gently: "Yes, I am Xue Sheng. Hello, Miss Lu."
Lu Xiao pointed at himself in surprise: "Do you know me?"
"I have talked to your father, Mr. Lu." Xue Sheng said, looking at Weekend, and said helplessly: "But I really don't know about this lady."
Lu Xiao quickly introduced: "She is my roommate, and she came to the exhibition with me."
To show respect, Weekend smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Xue, my name is Weekend."
Xue Sheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else, but a man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly came up from behind him and said to him, "Mr. Xue, the partner is here."
Xue Sheng nodded in understanding, looked at them, and said apologetically: "Sorry, let's talk again next time we have a chance."
"Okay." Lu Xiao's voice was sweet and lovely, and his eyes seemed to contain stars, watching the tall figure go away. After Xue Sheng completely disappeared from their sight, Weekend patted Lu Xiao's head who was obsessed with "male beauty" and said unhappily: "Look at you, your soul has been seduced away, right?"
Lu Xiao seemed to wake up from a dream, with a look of regret on his face. He sighed, "It's a pity that we only said a few words." Then she said, "But he just said that we can talk again next time we have a chance."
Everyone knows that this is just a polite remark, but Weekend doesn't intend to dampen her enthusiasm and answers hastily, "Yes."
Later, Lu Xiao took her to look at every painting of Xue Sheng very carefully, almost drilling a hole in it. When the two walked out of the art gallery, it was already dark. Lu Xiao said hello to her and turned to find the bathroom. She took this opportunity to walk into a bakery across the street. In fact, when she first arrived here, she noticed this shop with her sharp eyes. For some reason, the bread here looked fresh and delicious.
The aroma in the bakery was extremely tempting. Weekend picked up a plate and a pair of tongs from the shelf at the door, slowly moved in front of the cabinet displaying bread and cakes, and put the bread she liked on the plate. After a while, she faced a century-old dilemma. In the glass window, the small blueberry cheesecake looked very good, but the caramel custard pudding next to it also looked delicious, which made her tangled.
The waiter came over and asked her, "Miss, which one do you want? I'll get it for you."
It’s a bit difficult to make a choice on the weekend: “Uh…” I couldn’t make a choice for a long time, but I wanted too much and couldn’t finish it in one day.
"I want both the blueberry cheesecake and the caramel custard pudding."
Weekend then realized that there was a man standing next to her. When she looked at the man's face, she bumped into a pair of deep and dark eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. Then, a gnashing voice rang out in her heart: Lu Xiao, you are the one behind it again!
Han Shao looked at her, not feeling uncomfortable at all, and said with a smile: "Isn't that right?"
That's right, it's right, the problem is that she doesn't particularly want it now, Weekend thought to herself. He suddenly stretched out his hand again, and Weekend didn't react to what he meant by this action, and the plate in her hand was taken away by the other party.
"Do you need anything else?" He looked at her and asked. Weekend quickly shook her head. Han Shao put the plate on the cash register and said casually, "Check these out together." He also bought some for himself.
Weekend didn't know where she got the courage from, she grabbed his arm tightly and said, "Well... I don't need it anymore." She didn't like taking advantage of others.
Han Shao glanced at her indifferently, not intending to pay attention to her, and naturally took out the money from his wallet and handed it to the waiter. Weekend watched the waiter take the bright red bill and felt deeply that it was over, and there was another debt to pay.
The waiter packed the bread and cake and handed them to Han Shao with a smile: "Sir, this is for you."
Han Shao took the bag with one hand, turned to her and said, "I don't mind if you keep holding me like this."
weekend:"……"
She retracted her hand as if she had received an electric shock, and when she looked up, she seemed to see him smiling? Weekend thought about what he had just said, and realized that she was being teased by him!
She puffed her cheeks and followed Han Shao out of the bakery. Looking at the straight back in front of her, Weekend sighed again as if she had admitted defeat.
She seemed to be unable to get angry at Han Shao? If it was someone else, she would definitely be furious now, right? After thinking about it again, it might be because the other person was good-looking... After all... appearance is justice.
"Well, let me take it." Weekend trotted over to catch up with him. After all, it was her stuff, and since he had paid for it, she didn't want to let him carry it.
"It's okay, please." Han Shao rejected her request easily .
Weekend quietly retorted: "It's not that troublesome, isn't it? It's just a matter of doing it."
"Hmm?" His tone had a delicate ending, which sounded lazy and sexy to Weekend's ears. She couldn't help but look up slightly at the person next to her. She happened to meet his eyes. Han Shao took the opportunity to touch her head and said with some emotion, "It's been a long time since I did this."
What? Didn't touch her head like this? Weekend couldn't figure it out, but speaking of it, Han Shao seemed to like to touch her hair. But they had nothing to do with each other!
Weekend took a step back to let her head escape from his hand. At a distance from him, Weekend said righteously: "Mr. Han, please don't do such intimate things to me again in the future." It should be a warning to him , but when she said it, it inexplicably had a hint of request.
Han Shao took back his hand that was suspended in the air and asked in a low voice: "Weekend, do you hate me?"
Weekend subconsciously looked up at him, then lowered her head and stammered, "No, I don't hate it."
Han Shao narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a little more sharpness in his eyes: "If that's the case, then why do you reject me pursuing you?"
His tone was very light, but it was like a bell hammer striking the bell in her mind, sending out a heavy echo again and again.
Weekend's face quickly turned red, and she kept saying "I, I, I" for a long time, unable to give a reasonable explanation. Finally, Lu Xiao came running over and rescued her.
"Cousin? Why...why are you here?" Lu Xiao looked at the person in front of him in surprise.
Weekend was also surprised. Could it be that Lu Xiao didn’t call him here specially?
Han Shao was willing to move his eyes away from her and turned to his cousin: "My uncle asked me to come here. He was worried that you would not return to school on time, so he asked me to pick you up."
Lu Xiao put his hands on his hips, frowned, and asked unhappily: "Do I look like that kind of person?"
Han Shao didn't give him any face at all, raised his thin lips, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Aren't you?"
"Cousin! You really can't feel comfortable if you don't insult me ​​for a day, but well..." Lu Xiao laughed, "I'll spare you for the sake of the bread and cake!"
As she spoke, she reached out to grab the bag in Han Shao's hand. Han Shao was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and lifted the bag up in an instant. With his height advantage, Lu Xiao naturally couldn't get it.
"Who said it was for you?" He snorted and said naturally, "This is for the weekend."
weekend:"……"
Although the things are hers, but... I always feel like something is wrong. What's going on?
Sure enough, Lu Xiao was immediately so angry that he laughed, and looked back and forth between the two of them with a suspicious look, which frightened Weekend so much that he hurriedly explained: "I just happened to run into your cousin in the bakery across the street..."
Lu Xiao asked with a sly smile: "What a coincidence?"
Weekend: “Hmm…”
Not far away, a man in a suit and leather shoes bent over, looked at the person who paused in front of him and said, "Mr. Xue? What's wrong?"
Xue Sheng's beautiful fox eyes turned around, retracted his gaze from the three people, smiled slightly, and replied calmly: "It's okay, let's go."