Qingben beauty

Chapter 396 Can You Still Draw? !

I spent one night in the hospital and was discharged the next morning.

Although the doctor said that I still had a fever and hoped to stay for a few more days, I still insisted on being discharged from the hospital.

One is because I feel that I am in much better health and there is no need to spend any more money, and the other is that seeing Lu Li obviously couldn't stand the smell in the ward, she still resisted and guarded me for a whole night...

I feel that the guilt in my heart is much more unbearable than the discomfort in my body.

What's more, looking at his obviously haggard face, I feel that if Lu Li keeps guarding, then the two of us have to change, he lies on the bed, and I guard the side...

After being discharged from the hospital, Mr. Jin took us back to Lu Li Villa directly, and told me very intimately that he had closed the door and windows of my room, and brought me my backpack, including The keys I put on the table.

I kept my ID card and everything in my backpack, and Mr. Jin kindly bought me a bunch of change of clothes.

I recuperated in the small guest room in Lu Li's villa with peace of mind.

I am young and in good health. After two days of drinking chicken soup and two days in the sun, I am alive and kicking again.

It was Lu Li who really fell on the bed and developed a low fever.

It was my turn to guard his bedside.

When I realized that Lu Li's expression was not right, I ignored his objection and touched his forehead. Although it was only a low fever, I was a little nervous and called Mr. Jin, wanting to send Lu Li to the hospital.

Lu Li glared at me, but Mr. Jin was not nervous, he just stood beside him and said with a smile: Young Master doesn't like the hospital, he will get sicker if he stays in the hospital.

I was in that mood...

So, for the next two days, I willingly waited on his bedside.

Bring him tea, bring him water, bring him hot towels, find him books, read to him, read newspapers to him, and bring him meals.

It also comes with helping him into the bathroom and feeding him!

I really didn't understand at first, but it's just a low-grade fever, how could my hands be so soft that I couldn't even hold a bowl.

Of course, even if I don’t understand, as long as I think of Mr. Jin’s words, and think of him sitting by the hospital bed and guarding me for half a day and a night...

I have no doubts.

During the few days when I was sick and serving Lu Li, Miss Zhu and President Guo both called me, and even Cruise called me an international call at night.

I have repeatedly stated that I really have no idea, it is indeed because I am busy with other things now, so I can no longer follow this list wholeheartedly.

To show that I was telling the truth, I also took a photo of my newly written words and emailed Cruise.

Then, Cruise emailed me back, and after expressing his understanding, asked me to write him a banner to hang in the study.

I just finished reading Cruz's letter, and Daniel also sent me a letter.

There is only one sentence: I want it too!

After officially making the order for Cruise, I realized that Daniel is the special designer of the Cruise brand, and this year, he has been promoted to the chief designer...

At that time, I didn't know how awesome it is to be the chief designer of a big brand.

I just kept a friendship with him out of the love of teaching him to use chopsticks and serving him Chinese dishes that he didn't know how to eat when we were with him.

So, to his words, I replied very simply: good.

Then, I helped Lu Li go down to the garden of the villa downstairs, let him sit and bask in the sun, and then I moved out a table to write to those two unceremonious Americans.

Considering that the two of them have different feelings about Han culture.

I wrote a song about Grandpa Mao's "Nian Jiao Nu" to Cruise, and I wrote four words to Daniel: show great ambitions.

After finishing these two pictures, I put down my pen and looked up.

Then I saw Lu Li.

The autumn sun is just right, shining warmly.

A tree of autumn hibiscus in the small garden was blooming delicately, and under the tree, a cluster of autumn chrysanthemums bloomed together.

The big and complex pink hibiscus is matched with the colorful autumn chrysanthemum.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the door is also in full bloom.

The fragrance of flowers is in full bloom.

Lu Li leaned on the reclining chair, raised her head slightly, and closed her eyes slightly.

The sun shines on him, and the fragrance of flowers floats around him.

I looked at him, just staring blankly.

I don't know how long I stayed there, and suddenly I came back to my senses. I subconsciously picked up the pen, looked at him, and thought about Mr. Yu's writing, and then outlined his figure on the rice paper.

I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, but I have no experience in painting.

Gu Mingyuan once taught me a little bit, but in that situation at that time, writing could still guarantee paper and pens, and water could be used to replace ink if there was not enough ink, but drawing was not enough, so Gu Mingyuan gave up after simply teaching, just teaching How do I appreciate those famous paintings.

Later, when I got to know Lu Li, I also learned how to appreciate it.

It wasn't until I saw Mr. Yu painting that I had a new feeling.

This made me look at Lu Li, and I had the urge to write...

The result of the impulsiveness is that after I finished drawing, I looked at the lines on the paper and the human figure that I couldn't see what it was doing. It was a...

I put down my pen and wanted to tear up the rice paper.

I just picked up the paper, and before I tore it, I heard Lu Li say, "Try me if you dare!"

I froze for a moment, and couldn't move my hand down.

I raised my head stiffly, and looked at Lu Li quietly.

At some point, he turned his head and was looking at me with half-closed eyes.

In other words, he stared at my hand holding the rice paper with a very threatening look.

I put down the paper embarrassingly, and said embarrassingly: "Well, I, for the painting, really, no..."

Lu Li snorted and raised a hand to me.

This time I didn't stay any longer, I hurried over, ran over very dog-leggedly, stretched out my hand to hold his hand, then held his waist, and helped him up.

Then, after he slightly raised his chin as a signal, he carefully supported him and walked to the desk.

Lu Li looked down at the table.

I couldn't bear to turn my head away, not daring to see his reaction.

After a while, I heard him laughing, teasing, and saying with some emotions that I didn't quite understand: "As a beginner, you're not too bad."

I froze, and turned to look at him.

There was a faint smile on his face, and there seemed to be sunshine in his eyes, and he was looking at me sideways.

Then, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, he stretched out his hand and rolled up the 'picture' I drew, and at the same time said softly: "Now I will teach you the simplest ink brushwork. How about you, first give the painting to the hibiscus tree." When I finish the painting, I can't eat until the painting is interesting."

I looked at the sky, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

I looked at my drawing again.

Well, the painting has been rolled up by Lu Li.

I can only look at the hibiscus tree that Lu Li mentioned, and the pink hibiscus flowers that are blooming on the tree.

I thought they were extremely charming before, but now I just think they are just balls of ink!

Then I looked at Lu Li, and said, "You can still draw?!"

The corners of Lu Li's lips were raised higher, and he just squinted his eyes slightly and said, "It's okay, I understand."

Then, that day I didn't have dinner until ten o'clock in the evening.

(End of this chapter)