love out of time

Chapter 71

Liang Jingxing naturally noticed Jiang Ci's actions, but his eyes were heavy and he didn't say a word.

After walking for a while, I found a Tangshui shop that was still open, and ordered a bowl of red bean glutinous rice balls.The palm-sized store has no air conditioner, only an electric fan is hung on the side wall, but the blowing is all hot air.

After eating two spoonfuls, Jiang Ci was so hot that she was sweating profusely, so she asked the boss to pack it, "It's too hot, I'd better go back and eat." As soon as the words fell, she remembered that there was no air conditioner in her home. When it was hot, I had to move the mat to the roof to sleep at night.But there were a lot of mosquitoes outside, and after coming down all night, I bit my leg.She also has a scarred physique, and the marks left behind have not faded this year.

"Go to my car." Liang Jingxing said in a deep voice.

In the car, after sitting in the car for a while and cooling down, Jiang Ci ate the glutinous rice balls bite by bite, feeling extremely comfortable, but couldn't help worrying about how she would sleep tonight in her own steamer-like room - due to her self-esteem, she would never Will offer to stay overnight at Liang Jingxing's place.

After eating worriedly, it was almost eleven o'clock, Liang Jingxing sent her upstairs to the door again, before leaving, he said: "Your notice has arrived, and you are in a hurry to go out, so I forgot to bring it for you."

Jiang Ci smiled, "So impatient to see me?"

Liang Jingxing patted her on the head lightly, and asked again: "Are you planning to hold a teacher appreciation banquet?"

Jiang Ci's smile faded, "It's not that I went to Central America, it's meaningless."

Liang Jingxing's eyes darkened, and he sighed softly, "Then what are your plans for August?"

"I have to hand over a few paintings to Mr. Chen. Anyway, I went to Tibet for a 'soul journey', and I have to make some achievements."

Liang Jingxing smiled, "Okay." After standing for a while, although he felt reluctant to give up, he took a step back, his eyes fell on her face, and said in a low voice: "Then I'm leaving, close the door, and call me anytime if you need anything."

Jiang Ci didn't move, and called softly: "Liang Jingxing."

The backlight of the phone had been turned off a long time ago, and only the dark blue sky outside the window could be seen through the transom on one side, but it was also groggy.

After her father passed away, she thought she would be rootless from then on, but fate made her meet such a person, who held her like a long and tight thread, so that she would not be blown away by the chaos, the rain and the wind. .

In July, it's getting hotter and it's time to start school.During this month, Jiang Ci handed in four paintings, unlike the fun auction at the age of 15, the current works are her pathfinding stones into the professional circle.She was apprehensive, and simply acted like an ostrich, instead of taking the initiative to ask Chen Tongxu about the fate of these paintings.

After reporting and registering, Jiang Ci went to the new dormitory to pack his things.Chongcheng Academy of Fine Arts is not far from her place of residence, only 10 minutes by subway, she does not have to stay there, but Liang Jingxing strongly urges her not to leave the collective life.

(End of this chapter)