An Xia's paintings

Chapter 63

Lin Anxia told Qin Ruihe the whole conversation with Qin Mingde, including her little thoughts and Qin Mingde's generosity and tolerance, and told Qin Ruihe everything.

Lin Anxia sighed, and couldn't help feeling guilty: "I think I went too far, and I did a very bad thing."

Qin Ruihe lowered his eyes to prevent Lin Anxia from seeing his red eye sockets, patted An Xia in his arms lightly, and said with a wry smile, "I don't blame you... because I originally made the same plan .”

Indeed, Qin Ruihe used to feel endless guilt for his selfishness. He used his family's love for him to force them to give in again and again. He knew how excessive his behavior was, but... .....

Lin Anxia raised her head, "Maybe we will never be able to make up for them."

Qin Ruihe suppressed his emotions, forced a smile and said: "How could it be? The only thing we have to do is to manage our relationship well. In fact, parents feel the same way. As long as they see their children live well Happiness is the best reward in this world for them."

Lin Anxia smiled slightly: "The most unbreakable relationship in this world is family affection, the most touching and sincere."

Qin Ruihe held Lin Anxia's face with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes: "One day the relationship between us will become unbreakable... I hope Anxia can work with me to manage it. "

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A few days later, Qin Ruihe was finally discharged from the hospital with the approval of the old man.

Lin Anxia's life also began to get on the right track. After sending Jiajia to kindergarten during the day, he went to school to work as usual. He never thought that he could be so happy when he had a lover who loved him. It was also approved by the other party's family members.Lin Anxia has been living in a dream for the past few days. He always suspects that he will use up all the luck in his life. Since he was discharged from the hospital, everything has become extremely smooth.

But life is not always so satisfactory, even if Lin Anxia thinks that his life during this period can be described as a blessing, but there are still some small flaws.

Lin Anxia's new work, "Red Lotus", which he is most proud of, only won the third prize in the latest art competition.

Almost everyone knows that since Lin Anxia became famous as a teenager, as long as he participated in the competitions, the results he got have always been overwhelming, and this is the first time in 20 years that he is not No.1.

When everyone thought that Lin Anxia would be hit by this, and prepared a basket of words to comfort him, they saw that Lin Anxia still had an indifferent attitude, and even Qin Ruihe was surprised.

As soon as Qin Ruihe received the news, he was worried that his narrow-minded child would feel frustrated because his grades were not as good as before. He saw with his own eyes how angry Lin Anxia lost his temper because he couldn't draw a picture, so he was in a hurry. Run back from the company.

Unexpectedly, the child was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he saw him coming in, he waved to him: "Brother Rui, did you come back so early today? Come and watch the awards ceremony together. I won No.3."

At that moment, Qin Ruihe had a question uncontrollably in his mind: Has his child... gone mad again?How else could it be so peaceful?A person who values ​​painting more than anything else, a child who is on the road of painting smoothly, how can he be so excited about his "regression"?

That's right, Qin Ruihe actually felt the excitement from Lin Anxia's tone.

"Brother Rui? What are you doing standing at the door?" Lin Anxia felt very strange seeing Qin Ruihe standing there blankly and not coming over: "Aren't you coming to watch the awards ceremony with me? This is the first time I have Looking forward to seeing the awards ceremony."

Only then did Qin Ruihe come to his senses, took off his shoes and entered the door, walked up to Lin Anxia cautiously, and comforted him softly: "Anxia, ​​it's okay, even No.3 is a good grade, don't be sad, you know?"

Lin Anxia looked at Qin Ruihe blankly: "I'm not sad."

"I know." Qin Ruihe put on a very understanding look: "But look, An Xia, everyone appreciates artworks in different ways, maybe the judges of this competition didn't appreciate your work The most quintessential part of it, so..."

Lin Anxia raised his hand to cover Qin Ruihe's mouth, preventing him from continuing to comfort him: "Brother Rui, don't you think I will feel sad because I am only No.3?"

Qin Ruihe pulled Lin Anxia's hand and held it: "Don't you have one?"

"No!" Lin Anxia answered in the affirmative, but Qin Ruihe obviously acted like I didn't believe it, which made him feel very discouraged: "I really didn't. This work is a breakthrough for me. It won't win an award at all." It doesn’t matter. To be honest, I used to think that excellent works should be recognized by everyone, but recently I suddenly realized that things don’t seem to be like this. The most important thing for truly excellent works is the affirmation of the artist himself. .”

Lin Anxia knew very well from the very beginning that his results in this competition would not be as ideal as usual, because he knew that "Red Lotus" had a fatal flaw - disharmony. The work "Red Lotus" gives people a very discordant feeling from the beginning to the end, no matter from the use of color or the design of lines, it is because his state of mind is so complicated when painting this painting. ...But it is undeniable that when "Red Lotus" was completed, Lin Anxia knew that he had finally broken through himself, not only in the field of painting itself, but most importantly, he had broken through the soul for the first time The shackles brought to him.

Qin Ruihe looked at Lin Anxia incredulously, and saw the child raised his chin proudly: "I don't know what other people think, but in my own opinion, "Red Lotus" is the most beautiful of all my works in the past 20 years." One to be proud of! Nothing else can compare to it."

Qin Ruihe gently hugged Lin Anxia in his arms: "If you can think that way, of course it's the best."

Lin Anxia raised her head again unconvinced: "Do you not believe what I said? Brother Rui, do you know what Red Lotus is painting?"

Qin Ruihe was at a loss: "Honglian...it's Honglian."

"Wrong!" Lin Anxia paused before saying, "The red lotus in the painting is actually you, Brother Rui!"

"Me?" Qin Ruihe couldn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at the TV. What happened to be displayed on the screen was Lin Anxia's work. Qin Ruihe couldn't figure it out. What does it matter to me...

Qin Ruihe asked with some difficulty: "Does Anxia think... Brother Rui is...'delicate'?" As soon as he asked the question, Qin Ruihe felt that he must be out of his mind hole!He has lived for 28 years and never thought that one day he would use the word delicate to describe himself!

Lin Anxia looked at Qin Ruihe speechlessly and shook his head, "Brother Rui, although it's true that it's not good to say things that hurt you now, maybe you're really not suitable for painting..."

Qin Ruihe was even more at a loss when he was told: "Does this have anything to do with me being like Honglian?"

Lin Anxia was too lazy to continue explaining to Qin Ruihe. He would not tell Qin Ruihe that it was Qin Ruihe who gave him hope when the two stayed in Ronghua Mountain that night, when there was despair everywhere. Just like the red lotus in the desert, making the originally dark world bright, he will not tell Qin Ruihe... This is the first time he loves his work so much, so he will Proud to draw...

Lin Anxia only said: "Since Brother Rui came back so early today, let's stay at home with Xuesong. I have to go to the kindergarten to bring Jiajia back, and her father should come to take her back in a few days."

On this side, Qin Ruihe is still struggling with the issue of red lotus and frailty.It's not that he didn't realize that he was becoming a mother-in-law, because he cared more and more about Lin Anxia, ​​so he had to take care of more and more things. Could it be that it was because he worried too much that Lin Anxia became more and more like a woman? illusion?

Qin Ruihe fell into deep distress.

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Jiajia is living very comfortably these days, because the teacher he likes will send her to the kindergarten to pick her up from school every day. Although she also gives her homework, Lin Anxia has never said anything about her, no matter whether she draws well or not.The little child who lived tremblingly under the strict guidance of his mother finally got a chance to breathe.

But today, Jiajia felt that she might not be able to escape the fate of being scolded by Teacher An Xia, because no teacher would like a child who did not hand in their homework.Every day, Jiajia looks forward to leaving school, so that she can go home with her favorite teacher An Xia, but today the little girl wrinkled her face half an hour before the school bell rang.

When Lin Anxia came to the kindergarten, she saw Jiajia who was a little shy.

Inexplicably, Lin Anxia picked up the little girl and asked, "What's wrong with Jiajia today?"

Jiajia put her arms around Lin Anxia's neck, her little face was full of tangles, but in line with the principle of honesty and trustworthiness, she still said honestly: "Jiajia didn't finish today's homework."

"Homework?" Lin Anxia was also taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had indeed given Jiajia "homework". Since Jiajia learned painting from him, Lin Anxia stipulated that Jiajia needs to draw in addition to the daily guidance and practice. A painting, no matter what it can be painted on, but it must be a record of what happened that day that made her happy.

Seeing Lin Anxia's silence, Jiajia thought he was angry, and said aggrievedly: "Nothing happened to Jiajia today to make Jiajia happy, Jiajia can't draw..."

Lin Anxia heard this, and pinched Jiajia's little nose amusedly: "Don't take the teacher's homework so seriously. Jiajia can think about it carefully, didn't you really find something that made you happy today?"

Jiajia frowned, thought for a while, and finally shook her head: "I didn't find it."

"How?" Lin Anxia asked softly, "Any little thing may make you happy, for example, a new flower bloomed on the small window sill of the kindergarten, and the wild cat mother in the northeast corner gave birth to a baby." A litter of kittens, or the weather is particularly good today... Aren’t these things to be happy about?”

Jiajia's eyes widened in amazement: "How did the teacher know that a flower bloomed on the small windowsill, and the wild cat mother gave birth to a kitten?"

"What do you think?" Lin Anxia asked back, and then said: "Jiajia must learn to observe many things in life with her own eyes, and then you will find that many wonderful things happen inadvertently. If we can be more careful, we can discover the beauty that no one else can discover, and we will feel more happiness than them?"

Lin Anxia's words made Jiajia feel very unbelievable. How could her teacher know so many truths?

Lin Anxia asked again: "Then Jiajia can now think about what happy things happened today?"

This time, when the little girl thought about it seriously, she found that she could mention many things: "The teacher praised Jiajia's dress today is very beautiful, and Xiaodou at the same table gave me a chocolate..." She said a lot After accumulating interesting stories in the kindergarten, Jiajia added another sentence solemnly: "The happiest thing is that the teacher is not angry when he hears that I didn't hand in my homework today!"

Lin Anxia was amused, and rubbed her nose against Jiajia's: "You're smart!"

Jiajia put her arms around Lin Anxia's neck affectionately, after thinking about it, she finally asked a question in her heart: "Teacher, Jiajia wants to know why the teacher never asks Jiajia to draw sad things? Mr. Jiajia I think Jiajia can paint a lot in one day if she is painting sad things!"

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Thank you Mingque and 1k Xiaohonghua~