The dazzling light of the sun sprinkled through the glass window on the sleeping people on the bed, Qian Xin, who slept naturally for the first time in more than three years, was very lazy, half-squinting slightly red and swollen eyes, for this condolence performance, she pushed off some unnecessary activities, and there were still two days of free time after adjusting the schedule.

In order to prevent her mother from causing any more trouble for her, she decided to go home today and fly to Z City in the evening, where an art exhibition will be held tomorrow.

The next day, Qian Xin, who once again opened the window and left home, appeared in a simple white dress, with black black hair lightly, and only lightly touched on her plain face, in the auditorium where the exhibition was held.

Slowly moving his footsteps to admire the seemingly random but delicate works everywhere, Qian Xin stopped in front of the painting with only an ancient tree and withered yellow leaves all over the ground, and stared for a long time.

"You like autumn too?"

"I love spring." Hearing the magnetic voice that was as gentle as water, Qian Xin adjusted the expression on his face and turned around with a smile, "Director Qiu likes autumn?" ”

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Qiu Li nodded, his amber eyes fixed on the ancient tree, "I thought you would only appear on the red carpet and on the runway." ”

"Director Qiu thinks I can't appreciate this kind of elegant thing." Qian Xin chuckled, maybe in the eyes of others, she was a vase, a superficial woman who relied on her face and body.

"No, I just think those things are better for you." The gentle gaze swept over her delicate face, dressed like a classical beauty out of a painting, such a woman will exude infinite dazzling light no matter where she is placed, attracting the attention of others, so she is more suitable for being admired on the silver screen.

Qian Xin didn't have any embarrassment, and calmly met his gaze, "Director Qiu, you appreciate it slowly, I'll take a look over there." ”

"You can call me Qiuli."

Qian Xin looked at a pair of eyes full of tenderness and nodded involuntarily and walked towards the other wall, Qiu Li looked at her thin and slender figure, her amber eyes fluctuated, he was very much like a person in his memory.

Time flies, when Qian Xin came out of the auditorium, the sky had already fallen dark, looking at the pedestrians on the street, Qian Xin suddenly felt that her life could be so leisurely, this exhibition is her mentor Wang Liang's pen work, she was one of Wang Liang's high hopes for one of the students, but she lived up to his cultivation and gave up the pen to devote herself to the acting career, for which she has always been ashamed, this exhibition she has been silently supporting behind the scenes.

"Where to stay? I'll send you. ”

"No, I live nearby."

"You're such a weird girl." knew his identity, but he didn't please him at all, and even a little alienated.

"Qiu Li, do you want me to stick to you like a dog's skin plaster? Or just say Director Qiu, I'll go to bed with you, and you give me a role. Qian Xin blinked twice, hugged Qiu Li's arm with both hands, and looked at Qiu Li's face slightly changed for a long time.

Qian Xin coughed lightly and let go of the hand holding Qiu Li, holding back a smile, "If I were like that, you would have run as far as you would." ”

"That's right, but it's not easy to go back alone at night, so I'll send you back." Although I've only met each other twice, I like the feeling of being with her very much, and I feel that the two of them are like friends who have known each other for a long time.