no.15(1/3)
The painting was still not completed, and only a few strokes were added. The paint board, painting board, and brush were thrown by Su Da at the window, freezing at the moment when it suddenly broke.
Su Da lay on the bed all night, staring at the ceiling, barely closing his eyes.
Zhou Zhou kept keeping news, and was closely following up on the art exhibition. In order to match her preferences, she could make the decision, and asked her everything to make her own choices.
She turned off WeChat and didn't reply a word.
The call came with the slow sleepiness.
He contacted and handled all matters inside and outside the Jiang family. As soon as he saw his name, he knew that Jiang Hande had something to say.
It was indeed Jiang Hande who looked for her.
Uncle He asked An over there and said, "If you have time today, whether it is noon or evening, you will ask the lady to come back for a meal."
Su Da remembered what Jiang Fenglin said to her in the Wangkangshan Ward. The old man had already let go and allowed her to study abroad. He asked her to go back at this time...?
She asked tentatively: "Grandpa is asking me for something?"
Uncle He didn't say much, just said, "You remember to reply."
After hanging up the phone, Su Da thought for a while, it was already early in the morning.
She ordered an alarm clock and took the time to rest, and slept until noon.
After lunch, I cleaned up briefly and went to Jiang's house.
Jiang Hande was having lunch break, and Su Da was waiting on the sofa for a while. The aunt poured her tea and asked hesitantly: "I'll go upstairs to wake up the sir?"
Su Da stopped him, "Wait until grandpa wakes up."
She put down her cup and stood up, "I'll go to the yard and he woke up and called me."
The aunt said, Su Da went outside the door, and the yard was lush and green, exactly the same as that in Wangkang Mountain.
She walked down the stairs and walked down the grapes. She looked, picked up the unpacked kettle, and watered the flowers and leaves casually.
Not long after, a car drove into the yard.
Su Da held the kettle and looked at it, and Jiang Chengduo got out of the car.
He saw her, clasped the third button by the car, and walked towards her.
Su Da remained motionless and did not speak.
Jiang Chengduo looked at her for a while and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, "Do you deserve congratulations?"
Su Da glanced at him, and he smiled, "You have always wanted to leave the Jiang family, and now you can finally leave. You should be very happy?"
Su Dafu fed him with a sarcastic expression, put the kettle heavily, turned his head and left.
Jiang Chengduo grabbed her wrist and frowned, "I'm a good temper. I'm so unpleasant to say a few words?"
Su Da broke away and moved a step to the side, "If I want me to love listening, then you have to speak human words first."
Jiang Chengduo's eyes frosted on her face, from eyebrows to eyes, to nose, corners of her lips... at each place, as he looked at her cold and hard eyes, unable to help but soften her.
"I will take good care of my uncle."
Jiang Chengduo turned his head to look at the green plants in front of him and said seriously, "It is certain that he won't make any mistakes."
Upon hearing this, Su Da turned his head and said, "Do you think I will be at your mercy if you control him?"
She had a bad look and secretly warned, "Jiang Chengduo, he is your uncle!"
Jiang Chengduo's face turned dark and his eyes became cold, "In your heart, I am such a person?"
He seemed to be hurt in his eyes, and Su Da was stunned, but with that kind of thought, she could not help but speculate on him maliciously.
"..." Looking at each other speechlessly, Su Da opened his eyes and was too lazy to say anything more.
Jiang Chengduo grabbed her again.
Before he could speak, the aunt came out of the gate.
"Miss, the old man is awake—"
Su Da quickly broke away from his hand and walked inside quickly.
The study room was as old as before, and there was no movement in any place.
Su Da stood at the table and called out "Grandpa". Jiang Hande didn't speak immediately. He slowly drank a cup of tea before saying, "If you want something you want, take it away by yourself."
She was stunned.
Take it away?
She has little connection with the Jiang family. One is Jiang Fenglin's existence, and the other is the traces of her life left behind.
After moving the things away, her contact with the Jiang family was almost gone.
Only then did Su Da feel real. He really wanted to let her go.
Surprised and unable to react, she didn't speak for a long time.
They didn't talk much before, and Jiang Hande had been serious and rigid. After years of development, she was more or less afraid of him.
Jiang Hande didn't plan to say much to her, and drank tea silently, gently squirted with foam on his cup lid, and then said, "Okay, just go out if you have nothing to do."
Su Da stood up, exuded his energy and turned around and walked out.
"The Jiang family gave you the food that should be given to you."
He suddenly spoke behind his back.
Suda stopped.
"No matter what you think of the Jiang family, Fenglin's care and love for you, I think you know it myself.
If you have time, go to Kangshan to see him more.”
In the past, she only visited regularly, but now she was asked to go more, and Su Da was a little stunned for a moment.
Jiang Hande stopped talking, waved his hand to signal her to go out, and then turned around and walked towards the window.
Su Da walked out of the study room, happy to visit more, and worried about Jiang Fenglin's physical condition. Then he thought about studying abroad and He Yuan, and his mind was immediately in chaos.
The aunt got the order and came over to tell her that the room was cleaned and she could go up and take a look.
Suda's previous bedroom was at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and the interior was still unchanged, just like when he was studying.
She paced around the room for a while, and her hands stroked her table. The flowing time seemed to wrap her up. She swayed and rose and fell in this quiet area.
The footsteps behind her recalled her thoughts. Jiang Chengduo approached from behind, Su Da glanced at him and immediately opened the distance.
He stared at him without saying anything. After a few seconds, he handed her what was in his hand.
"What?"
Su Da didn't want to accept it, so he stuffed it into his hands.
A slender gift box with a folding fan inside.
On the fan is a pair of ink and wash, simple brushstrokes, outlining the clear and rich water town.
"Xie Mr.'s work."
Jiang Chengduo said, "Don't you like his ink painting?
Last time I met at the tea shop, I asked a friend to ask him to draw a picture."
Su Da really likes the teacher's ink paintings, but he gave them... Su Da put the fan back and returned it to him, "No need, keep it yourself."
The fan fell to the ground in the wrong hand, and with a "click", Jiang Chengduo's face instantly calmed down.
After a pause, Su Da picked it up, put it next to the box together, and whispered: "I'll go out first."
Jiang Chengduo pulled her back.
“I won’t accept what I give?
Who gave it to me?"
There was a little more ruthlessness on his face, "Who do you want to accept?"
He Yuan?"
Su Dai frowned and tried to struggle.
Jiang Chengduo pushed her to the side of the table, and her waist pressed against the corner of the table.
Su Da frowned in pain, looked at him, and couldn't help but mock him: "...Is this your 'love'?"
That's how he is, he is not allowed to refuse, he does not accept a slight resistance, and he must be given the name of "love".
Jiang Chengduo seemed to be trampled on the pain point, his face became more and more ferocious, "I don't love you, who loves you?"
Do you love you?”
Su Da's expression froze, Jiang Chengduo saw it and smiled, "Do you know he doesn't love you?"
Great Master He Jiu, what are you by his side? You are just a toy! You laugh at me, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me? I am cheap, you are also cheap, I give you my heart to you, and you are driven to make people beat you up."
"Why, don't you dare to listen?
To be continued...