Romance heroine just wants to do a career

Chapter 394 Morbid Love (39)

"Yutao, if my confession has caused you trouble, I am here to apologize to you, so why don't you just pretend that I didn't say those words last time?"

Seeing Xuan Zi leaving, Chen Xinrui took a few steps forward, fixed her eyes on Liu Yutao, pursed her lips and said, "Let's maintain the same friendship as before, shall we?"

Liu Yutao frowned slightly, "Xinrui, you didn't bother me, it's just that my thoughts were messed up for a while."

"Yutao, what do you mean?"

"I have always regarded you as my friend, and I have never thought about other aspects, so after that day, for a while, I don't know how to face you."

Liu Yutao pondered, "If I did something unintentionally and caused you to misunderstand, I should apologize to you."

"No, this has nothing to do with you." Chen Xinrui hurriedly explained, with sadness in her eyes, she hesitated to say: "Actually, I fell in love with you when I was in college, and I have been secretly in love with you for many years .”

Only then did Liu Yutao's eyes show shock.

He thought that Chen Xinrui only started thinking about him now, but he didn't expect that she would like him in college.

But he didn't know it at all.

Liu Yutao's eyes became distant.

When he was in college, he had very little impression of Chen Xinrui. He only remembered that she was a girl who wore glasses and always liked to draw with her head down, and her voice was very low.

In class, the teacher asked her to go up to show, but she was too shy.

Other than that, he has no memory of Chen Xinrui.

Until more than a year ago, many years later, he met Chen Xinrui again, and he didn't even recognize his old classmate at the first time.

Because compared to before, Chen Xinrui now has undergone earth-shaking changes in both her temperament and her attire.

It was Chen Xinrui who introduced herself to him that he recognized her.

"So, you definitely didn't do anything to make people misunderstood. That's because I have been close to you for a purpose. I like you and I want to be with you."

Chen Xinrui spoke out what was in her heart at once, and looked at him apprehensively after speaking.

Such a straightforward and fiery confession made Liu Yutao stunned, speechless for a while.

"Yutao, both of us are painters, and we graduated from the same school. We must have a common language and similar ages, so I think that if we are together, it may be very suitable. Are you willing to accept me? How about trying it out with me?"

Chen Xinrui continued with an excited voice.

"Feel sorry."

Liu Yutao said with a embarrassed expression, "I don't want to deceive you, I just treat you as an ordinary friend now."

"So does that mean rejection?"

Chen Xinrui's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she laughed at herself, "Maybe I'm not good enough, or because I'm a member of the Painting Association, so you also have some misunderstandings about me, thinking that everything in the Painting Association is filthy. .”

"You misunderstood. I never thought of it this way. The Painting Association is the Painting Association, and you are you. You are just a director of the Painting Association. You cannot represent all their actions."

Liu Yutao immediately said seriously.

Chen Xinrui felt better, "Well, I see, I'm sorry, I was thinking about it for a while."

"Xinrui, thank you for your love for so many years. I think we should maintain our friendship. Don't worry, I won't deliberately avoid you in the future."

No matter how dull Liu Yutao was, he knew that he had no feelings for Chen Xinrui.

She is just a normal friend.

Nor did he want to give her hope that didn't exist.

"Okay, as long as you don't avoid me anymore, then I'll go first and I won't disturb your work."

Although Chen Xinrui had already expected such an outcome, when this moment really came, she still felt so stuffy and out of breath. She resisted the soreness in her eyes, turned and left.

As soon as she left the gate of Liu Yutao's studio, she finally couldn't help but shed tears.

For her, Liu Yutao was like an unrealized dream.

When she was young, the scene of Liu Yutao painting quietly in the studio with a paintbrush appeared in her dreams countless times.

Every time she wanted to muster up the courage to go up to say hello, the dream woke up.

Now she has become good enough.

She is the youngest director of the Painting Association, and in the eyes of many people, she is a high-class person who has achieved success at a young age.

She thought she was very close to Liu Yutao, but unexpectedly, it was still so far away.

The reality was like a basin of cold water, waking her up.

She had tried her best to get close to him, but Liu Yutao didn't know that the many events they attended together and the encounters between them were actually all planned by her behind the scenes.

But after so long, he still didn't feel anything about himself.

Does this mean that Liu Yutao really doesn't like her.

Perhaps, Liu Yutao really has no fate with her.

This, no wonder anyone.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable? Do you need help?"

A passerby happened to pass by, saw her crying sadly, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, no need, thank you."

Chen Xinrui quickly wiped away the tears on her face, she regained her previous calmness, straightened her body, stepped on her high heels and reached out to the side of the road to hail a car and leave.

And in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building, Liu Yutao stood and lowered his eyes, watching the whole scene that happened on the street below.

He couldn't help sighing.

No matter what, he still hurt Chen Xinrui.

After returning to the building of the Painting Association, Chen Xinrui had already finished her makeup, except for the bloodshot eyes, no one could tell that she had cried.

She returned to her office and was about to turn on the computer when she heard a loud noise from outside.

Just being a little confused, Chen Xinrui got up and looked towards the door, only to see a young man in a t-shirt and shorts surrounded by a group of people.

There was a bit of arrogance between the man's eyebrows and eyes.

The people next to him talked in his ear, but he ignored him, his attitude was very cold, but it didn't affect everyone's enthusiasm for him.

Chen Xinrui recognized the young man immediately.

This person is Jiang Jiaming, 25 years old, an oil painter who has gained international fame in recent years. Last year, he was nominated for the Boler Award, the largest oil painting award in the world.

It is said that he has always wanted to return to China for development, and he is very picky, so he has not picked a good home for a long time.

Seeing him appearing in the building of the Painting Association today, it seems that he has decided to join them.

Chen Xinrui frowned and looked at this person, feeling uneasy.

Why did Jiang Jiaming suddenly choose to join the Painting Association?

How could such an arrogant and picky person think highly of the painting association that has gradually declined in the country?
Although the status of the Painting Association is still unshakable for a while, its influence in the country has long been far from what it used to be.

(End of this chapter)