Last night, Liang Qihe and Yang Zhiheng went to the bar to drink after dinner. They didn't get a room in a nearby hotel until about three o'clock in the night, and slept until noon the next day.
He slept comfortably, but it was difficult for his brother Liang Qisheng to call him all night. Liang Qisheng called him again at noon the next day. Liang Qisheng was so angry that he didn't want to scold him anymore. He only told him that he had to go home for dinner tonight because his grandfather would also Come.
Although Liang Qihe has a careless temper, he is not indifferent. The dissatisfaction he felt when he came back yesterday was almost gone after a night of venting. He also knew that it would be unreasonable not to go home, so he checked out of the room and went to the mall to buy some gifts and go back.
On the way, he answered Zhao Man's call and heard Zhao Man scolding him again on the phone. He didn't want to argue anymore, so he responded perfunctorily. Finally, Zhao Man asked where he was.
He was holding several gift bags in his hands and was waiting for the elevator in the mall.
Zhao Man said: "Your place is quite close to the Academy of Fine Arts. Go pick up Zhiyu."
"It's not like he has no hands or feet, why ask me to pick him up?" Liang Qihe said dissatisfied.
"Hey, how can you talk like this, you brat?" If it weren't for the phone line, Zhao Man would have wanted to slap him on the head: "Yesterday, I didn't have time to tell you that the person who was in the car accident was actually Zhiyu. He sprained his hand and driving now is inconvenient."
Liang Qihe moved his mouth. He wanted to say that Lin Zhiyu could take a taxi, but before he could say anything, Zhao Man beat him to it and said, "Your dad's blood pressure rose again last night because of the gas. Take care of him for mom, even if you don't like him. Just try to show off, at least be polite to Zhiyu in front of your dad. I don't owe you anything. You didn't come back last night, and Zhiyu even said nice things about you to coax your dad. Where would you get with such a good partner? Looking for it?"
Before returning to China, Liang Qihe was brainwashed by his mother more than once on the phone, talking about Lin Zhiyu's benefits. But all told, he is obedient and sensible. He likes to stay at home, read books, raise flowers and dogs, and has no bad habits. He is just short of the three obediences and four virtues.
These are advantages in Zhao Man's eyes, but boring in Liang Qihe's eyes. Lin Zhiyu was about the same age as him, and I heard that he had just graduated less than a year ago, when he was at his most energetic. What was the point of living like an old man all day long?
You can never get along with such a person.
Zhao Man didn't hear the answer, so she assumed he agreed, said she would send the address to WeChat, and hung up the phone.
Liang Qihe resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and the phone that had just turned off rang again.
He glanced at the screen and picked up again helplessly. Zhao Man told him not to forget to buy a bouquet of flowers for Lin Zhiyu. After all, this was the first time they met since they got married and he couldn't be rude.
In addition to the flowers for him to buy, Zhao Man also prepared a generous gift for him early and asked him to hand it over to Lin Zhiyu in person tonight.
Liang Qihe was extremely disgusted with what Zhao Man had arranged.
He had an awkward relationship with Lin Zhiyu. They had never met each other or even called them after they got married. Just let him send flowers? Want to buy red roses? What if he sent him out and Lin Zhiyu misunderstood him and thought he had that intention?
Liang Qihe felt that according to the current development, he could not stay at home any longer, so that his mother would not be able to do anything.
He immediately booked Zhang's flight to Italy tomorrow, and after returning to the car, his WeChat message rang several times.
In addition to the address, Zhao Man also said that he had agreed with Lin Zhiyu that he would go. He also said that the reason why Lin Zhiyu had a car accident was to get something for himself. This was because of her injuries, so Liang Qihe should be more careful and patient.
Mom has said this, if he doesn't pick him up, she will probably be more than just a nagging person when he gets home. Thinking that his father and grandfather would be there at night, Liang Qihe didn't want to do anything that would make his family unhappy. Besides, he will leave tomorrow, so there is no need to worry about it like this anymore.
He entered the address into the navigation software and found that it was indeed quite close, only about three kilometers away.
Fangzhou Academy of Fine Arts is the best art university in Fangzhou City. Zhao Man has said before that Lin Zhiyu graduated from this school and is currently a graduate student.
As for professionalism, Zhao Man also mentioned it, but Liang Qihe heard it in his left ear and out his right ear, and had no intention of listening. He can't remember it now.
He followed the navigation route and drove to the Zijin Lake Campus of Ark Academy of Fine Arts. The scenery here is beautiful and it is an open garden school. You can enter as long as you register your visitor identity information. The destination indicated by Liang was found to be an old four-story foreign-style building with faded red bricks and gray tiles, missing stone steps and colored glass windows, and vines covering almost the entire wall. Plants, at first glance, look like they were products of the last century.
It is still class time, and there are students in the three classrooms facing the windows on the first floor.
Liang Qihe looked out of the car window and found that those three were sculpture classrooms. Two of them are holding theoretical classes, and only the students in the middle one are wearing long aprons, leaning tables and chairs against the four walls, and are practicing their works.
Those people gathered in groups of twos and threes, playing with a dozen half-finished human sculptures in their hands.
During the period when they first got married, Zhao Man sent Liang Qihe a lot of photos of Lin Zhiyu, but Liang Qihe deleted them without even clicking on them. When he was asked to pick someone up, he discovered a problem. Although Zhao Man said that Lin Zhiyu's class was in the middle, he didn't know which one was Lin Zhiyu.
He sat in the car for a while, thinking about asking Zhao Man for another photo, when the bell rang.
The students taking theory classes on the left and right packed their schoolbags and came out, but there was no movement in the middle classroom. Liang Qihe waited for a while. After four songs were played on the car player, students began to come out one after another. He didn't look at any of those youthful moments, he only stared at the men.
Zhao Man said that Lin Zhiyu had fair skin, delicate facial features and wore glasses, so he was easily identifiable. But he didn't know if the domestic aesthetic concept had changed in the past two years, but he actually saw two or three gentle-looking, fair-haired male students wearing glasses.
However, these few could only be considered ordinary-looking at best, and their aesthetics were still acceptable. Liang Qihe felt that he had not waited for anyone yet, so he continued to sit patiently. There were fewer and fewer students coming out of the classroom. He put out his cigarette butts and finally didn't want to waste any more time. He got out of the car and called out to a boy who had just walked over, asking him if Lin Zhiyu was still in the classroom?
The boy looked back and said, "Assistant Teacher Lin is still inside. He probably won't leave so quickly. You can go in directly to find him."
After the boy finished speaking, he left, and Liang Qihe was a little surprised. Teaching assistant? Didn't you say you were a student? But he didn't think about it. Although it was a bit abrupt to enter like this, it was better than continuing to waste time.
He walked into the teaching building along the mottled stone steps. The wooden floor under his feet already had traces of time and "creaked" when he stepped on it. Liang Qihe put his hands in his trouser pockets. With his height of 1.86 meters and handsome facial features, he attracted the attention of the two girls opposite him as soon as he entered. But without squinting, he walked straight to the door of his destination and opened the door gently.
There were only seven or eight female students left in the classroom. They were forming a circle and talking to the people in the middle.
The surrounded man was sitting on a chair playing with the sculpture, with only a little bit of his shiny black hair exposed. Liang Qihe didn't see the man's face, but looking at the girls in the room, he guessed that the one surrounded was probably Lin Zhiyu.
Liang Qihe has seen this kind of scene a lot. In the past, the school's vocal music teacher and physics teacher were all very handsome and eye-catching. Once it was their turn to teach, those girls were as if they had been given a shot of blood and would not let the teacher finish class. If you leave, go around and ask questions.
Originally, Liang Qihe wanted to ask Lin Zhiyu to leave directly, but now it was difficult to do so. He didn't want these people to know about his relationship with Lin Zhiyu, so he leaned against the door, lit a cigarette and started smoking again.
"Brother, how should we deal with this? I always can't do it well when I do it myself." It seemed that the previous problem had been dealt with, and a girl asked excitedly.
"It's not difficult here. You can use a carving tool to assist, like this."
Liang Qihe was leaning against the wall when he suddenly heard Lin Zhiyu's voice and was about to smoke.
This guy's voice is pretty nice, but it's a little... nasal?
He was just wondering if Lin Zhiyu's throat was uncomfortable when he heard a few muffled coughs, and then a girl said considerately: "Let's stop here today. Senior brother has been injured and sick and has been helping us explain until now. Let's all disperse."
The person who spoke was the deputy monitor of this class. She took the lead in speaking, and everyone was willing to cooperate. They straightened up and told Lin Zhiyu to go back and rest early, and remember to take medicine. Some girls also said that they would bring him a fruit and vegetable salad tomorrow to supplement his nutrition. There are all kinds of pain ointments.
Lin Zhiyu naturally declined them one by one. After the girls walked away from him, Liang Qihe saw him.
However, Liang Qihe still didn't see his face, because he was wearing a blue sanitary mask that covered his mouth and nose. Only a pair of eyes were exposed from behind the semicircular lenses of the metal frame, and he looked at Liang Qihe.
Those eyes were delicate and delicate. When looking at Liang Qihe standing from a sitting position, they looked like two slender peach blossoms chasing water, and the skin color at the corners of the eyes was a little red.
Liang Qihe was a little stunned by that look. Just as he was thinking about how to say hello, he saw Lin Zhiyu standing up and issuing an expulsion order as if he didn't recognize him: "Sir, this is a classroom, and you are not allowed to smoke. Please leave."