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Chapter 29

"Is it okay?" Ye Xingzhi asked again, his tone was very gentle, and he wanted to coax the little snail retracted into its shell to stretch out its soft tentacles.

Just as Zhou Weixia uttered an indistinct soft voice, showing signs of shrinking back, the people behind blocked his back again, and whispered, "At least...don't avoid me."

His voice was a little hoarse due to long-term smoking, and his every step of the way also showed a sense of grievance and helplessness.

Ye Xingzhi can always accurately touch the softest part of his heart.Zhou Weixia opened his lips, unable to utter any words of rejection.He moved his arm, and replied in a state of confusion, "I didn't hide."

"You're lying." Ye Xingzhi didn't let go of him, "You let someone else do the interview."

Zhou Weixia couldn't deny the facts, and couldn't find a reasonable excuse, so he could only pull Ye Xingzhi's arm and said, "Let go."

Perhaps the confession just now had an effect, Ye Xingzhi didn't keep asking, but let go of the restraint.Zhou Weixia didn't hide a few steps away like before, turned around and looked at him for a moment, and found a bad reason with difficulty, "I'm going back."

His goodbye was lacklustre, but instead felt a bit more disconnected.

Ye Xingzhi heard the looseness that he tried to hide, and didn't stop him.He lowered his head, gently shook the hand that was still not very hot, and said as if afraid of people's repentance, "Don't hide from me in the future."

Zhou Weixia didn't remember how he escaped.

Back home, the whole person nestled into the soft sofa, and he felt the weightless feeling of stepping on the clouds when they were together before.

It's like the plane is rushing forward under the huge pressure before landing, and the heart is about to jump out of the chest, thumping wildly waiting for the landing gear to "click" to come down.He remembered reading it in a magazine when he was a child, to the effect that the most dangerous thing to do when taking off and landing was retracting and retracting the landing gear, so every time he took a plane, he was extremely nervous, worrying about the one in 800 million accident probability.

Probably because of his natural cowardice, Zhou Weixia has a pessimistic premonition about all misfortunes.

But I don't know why, but since he was a child, he has always liked flying.

Although I am afraid every time, I still start every time.

The next day, the servant took an invitation letter from the curator teacher from the entrance and went upstairs, and sent it to Zhou Weixia's room.

Because it will be launched next week, some artists and producers will be invited to visit the exhibition hall the day after tomorrow, and then participate in a simple social dinner.There will be many collectors at the dinner party, which is a good opportunity to buy and sell works and make contacts.

Teacher Yan and Zhou Weixia were both invited.When Shen Yunman heard about this, he wished that his younger brother would go out and meet more friends, pull up the person who was lying on the bed flipping through the picture album, and pushed him to agree to attend.

When she broke in, Zhou Weixia panicked and hid the phone under his body, as if he had done something wrong and dared not see anyone.Shen Yunman thought he was chatting with Yan Ping, so she smiled knowingly and went downstairs.

But when Zhou Weixia took out his phone, Ye Xingzhi's friend application was clearly displayed on the WeChat interface.

He returned to the main interface with a headache, found the curator teacher absent-mindedly, and politely replied that he would attend on time.

The dinner party was held in the open-air restaurant on the top floor of the creative workshop. As soon as Zhou Weixia and Mr. Yan's family entered the door, they heard the curator teacher sigh with the familiar professor, saying that it was the first time they encountered such an unexpected situation.

Relying on his acquaintance with the professor, Yan Ping went over to listen to it curiously, and came back after a long time, and told Zhou Weixia that some of the exhibits would be dismantled unexpectedly.

Zhou Weixia faintly felt something was wrong, took a glass of wine to greet the curator teacher, and asked about the dismantling of the paintings.The other party was obviously embarrassed, and explained, "It is true that you are responsible for part of the dismantling of the works, but it is not your problem."

He and Zhou Weixia walked near the railing on the edge of the terrace, and said in a low voice, "I discussed with the producer yesterday, and decided to remove part of it."

"Which ones to remove?" Zhou Weixia asked.

""The Color of the Moment"." The other party raised his glass and comforted, "It's just this one, and you have done a good job on the rest."

Zhou Weixia's face changed, "But it's about to start, it's not good to withdraw the exhibition now..."

"It's nothing to do with it, you don't have to worry." The curator teacher obviously thought that he was worried that it would be inconvenient to notify the painter, and waved his hand, "I will find another opportunity to let them participate in other joint exhibitions."

That being said, everyone knew that it was just a perfunctory rhetoric on the scene.Zhou Weixia didn't hesitate much, and turned to Teacher Yan to briefly explain the situation, hoping that he could help, "There are also works by someone you admire very much, Uncle Su's student, who painted the painting "Knulp"."

"Hmm... this situation is probably the intention of the producer..." Teacher Yan thought for a while, "It would be a pity if the exhibition was withdrawn, but this joint exhibition is still very good."

"So I hope you can communicate with the producer and the museum again, or can you please ask that professor?" Zhou Weixia glanced at the bustling crowd and begged, "You also said that this is a very good opportunity."

"Okay." Seeing that he was in a hurry, Teacher Yan reluctantly agreed.When the person turned and walked away, Yan Ping, who was eating dessert beside him with a plate, couldn't help interjecting, "Brother, are you helping that Uncle Su's student?"

"No." His question made Zhou Weixia almost bite his tongue, denying, "It's because I designed that part of the exhibition."

"Oh." Yan Ping took two bites, then raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, "Really? I always feel that you two know each other well before?"

Zhou Weixia was looking towards Teacher Yan, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned around to say something, and almost knocked over Yan Ping's dinner plate.

"No..." Zhou Weixia said as he wiped him with a tissue, "It's just a classmate relationship."

"Hey——" There was a soft sneer from behind him, and before Zhou Weixia could turn his head, he heard the familiar male voice say, "You lied to the child."

It really was Ye Xingzhi.

Zhou Weixia secretly regretted that there was chaos in the midst of his busy schedule, and he even forgot that Ye Xingzhi would definitely come to this dinner party.

He didn't listen to what Yan Ping was saying beside him, the voice of the young man asking various questions was next to him, and Ye Xingzhi's burning gaze was behind him.After finally finding an opportunity to go to the bathroom, Ye Xingzhi squeezed in just as he was about to lock the door.

The man in a formal shirt had a smile on his lips, leaning against the wooden doorway, "Are you worried that I won't be able to participate in this joint exhibition?"

"..." Zhou Weixia was almost immune to his habitual eavesdropping behavior, and said without opening his face, "No. It's because of my own design."

Ye Xingzhi gave a half-hearted 'hmm', and walked towards him, "I'm not the kid named Yan, don't fool me with tricks like kidding kids."

"What are you lying to a child?" Zhou Weixia was a little angry, raised his head halfway and said, "You..."

Ye Xingzhi leaned in front of him, with a serious face on his face, and calmly reminded him, "What? Do you really call someone who has slept with you a classmate relationship?"

Zhou Weixia's face instantly turned red.He took two steps back, but the bathroom was so small that he bumped into the wall and almost hit the back of his head.

As soon as he lowered his head and glanced behind him, Ye Xingzhi had already bullied him, and asked relentlessly, "Zhou Weixia, don't you count your words?"

"You haven't looked at your phone for two days?"

"Why didn't you pass?" Ye Xingzhi turned the man around, squeezed his shoulder and said, "You said it yourself, you won't hide from me."

Zhou Weixia no longer cared about thinking about what is wrong with Ye Xingzhi's logic that is completely beneficial to himself, "Let go..."

Ye Xingzhi held him against the light and trapped him in a corner, as if accusing him, "I promised you that I didn't miss any of the paintings."

His words easily defeated the insignificant resistance of the person in front of him.Ye Xingzhi groped along the man's waistline, and naturally pulled out his phone, opened WeChat in front of Zhou Weixia, and pressed the green button grandly.

The author says:

In other words, "Perhaps it is a natural cowardly relationship, and all my joys are mixed with an ominous premonition."It should be from Mishima's "Golden Pavilion Temple".