"No." Hong Limin shook his head quickly and said. "My husband is coming home? He should go on a sketching trip to the beach!"
"He didn't mention the sketching trip to me."
"What did my husband tell you?"
"Tajima was yelling at the beasts while talking about how he could understand me. It left me scratching my head." Jiang Shangfeng asked without mincing words: "Did he have friction with you?"
"Nothing like that."
"Really? So, it's the painting thing that's bothering him? Because recently someone criticized his painting skills and style for being unchanged and not making progress. I've also noticed this. At any rate, please comfort him. Maybe I That being said, he might be a bit nosy."
When Jiang Shangfeng said this, the subway train entered the station. After Jiang Shangfeng got on the train, he said to Hong Limin who stayed in the waiting hall: "Please comfort Tajima!"
Jiang Shangfeng's attitude and words showed that he was a kind-hearted person, but his kindness put a lot of pressure on Hong Limin.
When Hong Limin returned home, it was nearly eleven o'clock. When she came to the door of the house, she was a little hesitant, because if her husband was at home, she would inevitably meet her husband, and she hated meeting her husband.
All the lights in the house were turned off and the door was locked from the outside. It seemed that the husband had taken a ride to the beach. Maybe he had gone home and then rushed to the beach.
Hong Limin opened the lock and entered the house. Her husband was not in the house. When Hong Limin was relieved and wanted to go to the second floor, she suddenly wanted to see the studio because she remembered what Guan Lin said. Her husband used her as the model for the famous painting "A certain woman" "Portrait" should be placed in the cabinet of the studio.
Just as Guan Lin said, when Tajima painted that portrait, he poured all his love for her into that portrait. That portrait was painted before they got married. After winning the award, Tajima put that precious painting into it. The portrait was given to her as a gift of love.
You could also say that the portrait was a wedding gift. The intense love when that portrait was painted must have disappeared now, right?
Hong Limin entered the empty studio and turned on the light. There was an electric heater in the empty room and a pile of canvases.
Hong Limin opened the cabinet in the corner and placed several famous paintings inside.
"Portrait of a certain woman" was quickly found. It was a large painting depicting Hong Limin's upper body in bright colors with a smile on her face.
Hong Limin looked at the portrait under the light. At that moment, he couldn't help but scream "Ah".
It turned out that the face of the portrait was covered with red paint.
Hong Limin stood frozen in front of the destroyed portrait for a while. After the shock disappeared, anger arose spontaneously, because it was as if his face was covered with paint in a mess, and he felt very unhappy and angry.
The destroyer must be the husband. He must have gone home after drinking with Jiang Shangfeng and vented his inner anger on that portrait, right?
This is very much in line with my husband's approach. Hong Limin thought that her husband was willful and timid by nature. He must have been very unhappy when he saw her with Guan Lin. However, because he did not have the courage to tell her, he had to drink to drown his sorrows and vent his anger on this portrait. Hong Limin thought that Tajima must be cursing "Beast! Beast!" while smearing the face of the portrait with a red brush.
Hong Limin felt that the gap between her and her husband was getting deeper and deeper. It would be too stupid to express jealousy in a child's way. The image of a famous and talented artist completely disappeared from Hong Limin's heart.
Hong Limin put the "portrait of a certain woman" back in the cupboard. The love she had for her husband that remained in her heart also disappeared after seeing this portrait. This despicable and petty husband was no longer worthy of her love. What's more, the husband's behavior clearly shows that this is not love, but pure jealousy.
Hong Limin left the studio, thinking that she would have to run away from home tomorrow, even if she stayed in a hotel, because she didn't want to see her husband again. Once Hong Limin made up his mind, he felt much more comfortable and no longer so angry and unhappy.
Compared with hatred, Hong Limin pities her husband's timidity. Only when there is hatred can there be love. Pity is just the residue of love. Perhaps the love for her husband has disappeared, so Hong Limin no longer hates her husband so much, right?
Three years of love life ended in this way. For Hong Limin, trusting her husband and loving her husband deeply did not find it funny, but she thought she was stupid.
She was still young at that time, so she could not see her husband's absurd character. Now that she has seen her husband's true face, the relationship between the two is over.
The hotel phone rang. Hong Limin reached out and picked up the phone receiver, and what came into her ears was her husband's voice.
"What is going on?" the husband asked.
"Nothing, I just left that home." Hong Limin said coldly.
"Can you tell me why I ran away from home?"
"Because you can't be trusted."
"Are you still angry about that?"
"Return?" Hong Limin gritted his teeth and said into the microphone: "I am not a magnanimous person and cannot forget it so easily."
"I understand that. Can we have a good talk again? I hope you come back."
"It's no use!"
"Why didn't it work?"
"I have already told you because you are not someone who can be trusted."
"What happened to Kuwahara is indeed my fault, but I have made up my mind not to see her again or hire models. Can't you come back?"
"I'm not just talking about that woman, but everything about you. I can't believe what you've done."
"You can't believe what I did? What is going on? My love for you has not changed at all. I don't want to lose you. In order not to lose you, I can do whatever I want. You are very important to me. I hope you understand this."
"I do not understand."
"I'll go find you. Are you willing to meet me?"
"No." Hong Limin said coldly. "I don't want to meet you right now."
"You don't want to leave me, do you?"
Her husband's voice became louder again. As soon as Hong Limin fell silent, her husband said even more anxiously: "What? You don't really think that, do you?"
"Maybe I will consider it that way."
"You'd better remember," the husband said in a rough voice. "I will never let you leave me. You are very important to me. I will not hand you over to anyone. No one can touch you. Hey - hey -"
Hong Limin hung up the phone silently.
Hong Limin found it funny that her husband spoke in a rogue tone, so she left him flustered and embarrassed. Hong Limin thought so.
If I was so important to him, why would I hug Kuwabara?
