I go north, you go south

"In the beginning, when I came into contact with art exhibitions, I really just felt it was fun and curious. But after seeing a lot, I will naturally have some ideas of my own."

Mo Ziwen has always been frank: "But due to my image of a 'playboy', basically no one will take my words seriously. Again, the real 'artists' will only think that the existence of people like us is an insult to the entire art world."

Listening to Mo Ziwen's rather casual teasing, Xu Huan couldn't help laughing and asked, "Then why do you dare to enter the 'Longtan Tiger's Den' at Thompson's afternoon tea?"

"Because of Laura." Mo Ziwen replied without hesitation: "She insisted that I have a little bit of talent in art design.

"Then I'll try."

He couldn't help chuckling.The tone can even be called wanton and frivolous.It seems that he has found the appearance that he was not afraid of in the past.

Of course, Mo Ziwen is still like this today.

"Laura was the first to listen to me, who was pretty self-righteous. But I knew she just wanted one more chance with me, who came from the same place as her lover.

"And it was in such an environment that I really began to understand the topics of art and design in detail. Laura is a very inclusive person, and she can accept the different views of others to the greatest extent. This is something that most people attending the tea party cannot do."

Mo Ziwen's evaluation is pertinent and sincere, and his appreciation and recognition of his old friend are reflected everywhere in his words.

"We really hit it off. After all, maybe a normal person would not be willing to accept a 'loafer young man' who seemed extremely unreliable like me. Although I don't know what Laura felt when she first saw me, at least she has always been very tolerant and caring to me.

"After we got acquainted, I also met a lot of her 'student' friends with her. Laura pulled me to chat with them about art design and other topics. Then I became half an 'expert' from a smattering of knowledge at the beginning.

"So that later Laura 'encouraged' me to study art design. She insisted that I was suitable, but let me try."

Mo Ziwen shrugged helplessly.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the parking lot of Xu Huan's parents' community, and there was a rare moment of silence in the narrow space in the car.

Mo Ziwen parked the car firmly in the parking space, turned his head to look at Xu Huan who seemed to be preoccupied, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Xiao Huan... what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

I saw Xu Huan shaking his head, as if he wanted to get rid of some disturbing things in his mind.

Then he raised his head and slightly bent his mouth at Mo Ziwen.

"Then... shall we go?" Seeing her like this, Mo Ziwen was at a loss for a while.

"it is good……"

Xu Huan responded very lightly, but suddenly grabbed Mo Ziwen's hand the next moment.

She hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask the question that upset her: "You just said so many things about Laura...then you and her...or, do you have some... different feelings for her?"

"Oh, I, I don't mean anything else. It's just that I feel...you never seem to praise a...woman like this."