Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Soon, Qi Yunduo and Zhao Yunxiao went back inside. Su Luo did not want to look at the paintings, so she refused to go with Xu Jiaojiao. Instead, she found a place to play her games.
Xu Jiaojiao, on the other hand, went to the art exhibition alone. Looking at the romantic paintings inside, Xu Jiaojiao was fascinated, especially when she saw something she liked. She stayed there for a long time.
When she saw someone coming over, she took the initiative to back away. However, she bumped into a wall and even stepped on something.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry,â Xu Jiaojiao hurriedly apologized. She turned around and saw a pretty young man.
âItâs alright, just think of me as getting under your feet. But youâre really engrossed! Is this painting that good?â The youth could not help but be puzzled.
She stepped on him, but he said she got under her feet? That was her first time hearing something like that.
âIâm sorry, I wasnât paying attention.â Xu Jiaojiao was still apologizing for what had just happened.
âI told you it was all right.â The young man was defiant. âYou havenât answered me.â
âItâs very nice,â Xu Jiaojiao replied.
âWhy donât I feel it? I just think that itâs a little bloody and violent. Itâs even disgusting.â The youth was quite carefree.
âAlthough it looks bloody and violent, I can feel the softness in the artistâs heart.â Xu Jiaojiao naturally understood painting and could see the meaning behind it.
The young man pondered for a moment and seemed to have sensed something. âHey, whatâs your name?â
âXu Jiaojiao.â Her gentle voice disappeared in a flash.
âXiaoxiao?â It sounded strange.
âNot Xiaoxiao, itâs Jiaojiao. With a J,â Xu Jiaojiao emphasized.
Jiaojiao and Xiaoxiao were so different!
âI donât care. Iâm calling you Xiaoxiao from now on.â The young man was still cocky.
Wasnât this person a little too casual with her?
âYouâ¦â
âMy name is Huo Siming. You can call me Brother Ming or Master Ming. Kid, which high school are you from? Donât you have class today?â Huo Siming interrupted her.
âIâm not a child, and Iâm not going to high school. Iâm a university student.â Xu Jiaojiao was not used to hearing him call her a kid. Besides, he did not look much older than her.
âYouâre a university student? You donât look like an adult! Youâre not lying to me, are you?â Huo Siming sized her up and felt that she was lying.
âIâm a university student, and I have an older brother.â Xu Jiaojiao pouted angrily, refusing to admit defeat. She clearly had an older brother, so how could he call himself her older brother?
âTsk, youâre quite stubborn,â Huo Siming commented without thinking.
Xu Jiaojiao ignored him. Coincidentally, the person beside her had left, so she turned around to look at the painting.
âDo you like this painting?â Huo Siming could not help but be curious when he saw how focused she was.
When Xu Jiaojiao saw that he was asking her a question, she felt that it would be impolite if she did not answer. Hence, she said lightly, âI like it! This painting has a very unique meaning and style. I like it very much.â
âAre you an artist?â Huo Siming guessed that someone with such a unique vision might be a professional.
âYes, I studied art.â Xu Jiaojiao was a little proud. She had always been proud of her profession.
âIf you like it, Iâll give it to you,â Huo Siming said without hesitation.
âWhy are you giving it to me?â Xu Jiaojiao was not someone who would casually accept gifts.
âThereâs no reason. I just want to.â Huo Siming crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking like he was in charge of everything.
âAre you the boss here?â Xu Jiaojiao analyzed the possibility. Otherwise, how could he give it away so easily?
âWell⦠You could say so!â Huo Siming said indifferently.
âI donât want it.â Even if Xu Jiaojiao knew that he was the boss, she would never accept it. He did not owe her anything, so why should she accept his things?
âWhy donât you want it?â He was offering it to her for free. She was so unyielding.
âI donât take things I donât deserve.â Xu Jiaojiao was resolute and serious.
âI see! Well, how about this? Youâre an artist, arenât you? Draw a painting for me and Iâll give this one to you. Isnât that fair?â Huo Siming suggested. He also wanted to know what kind of painting this young lady could draw.
âCan you do that?â Xu Jiaojiaoâs eyes flashed with surprise.
âYes.â Huo Siming did not care at all. âMany people hate this painting. If you donât want it, Iâll throw it away.â
When Xu Jiaojiao heard that he was going to throw it away, she immediately felt bad for it. âNo, I want it.â
âAlright, then draw something as soon as possible.â Huo Siming did not want to wait too long.
âIâll give it to you tomorrow.â Xu Jiaojiao thought that if she stayed up late to draw, she should be able to make it in time. Otherwise, it would be a pity if this painting was thrown away.
âThat fast?â Huo Siming was surprised.
âYeah,â Xu Jiaojiao replied calmly.
âAlright, then Iâll wait for you here tomorrow afternoon. Remember to come at the same time.â Huo Siming looked at Xu Jiaojiao with less sharpness and more kindness in his eyes. âXu Xiaoxiao.â
âItâs not Xu Xiaoxiao, itâs Xu Jiaojiao,â Xu Jiaojiao emphasized.
âOkay, Xu Xiaoxiao.â