The two of them took two steps out.
Su Hua's feet suddenly froze in place.
Gu Beixian looked back, "What's wrong?"
Su Hua looked at him with a calm expression, "Be sensible, divorce is not a child's play, divorce is divorce."
Gu Beixian's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly.
What he wanted to say was not uttered.
Su Hua suppressed the ups and downs in her heart and said calmly: "After a person reaches a certain age, he must believe that when he lives, he is living a fragment. Beauty is a fragment, sadness is a fragment, childhood is a fragment, and adulthood is a fragment. Me and you Three years of marriage is also a segment of life. When the marriage is over, the segment that belongs to you and me is also over, and it’s time for us to move on to the next segment of life."
Gu Beixian's heart suddenly sank.
It felt like a snow had fallen unexpectedly in my chest, and the coldness slowly spread.
The next episode of her life obviously does not include him.
However, he wanted to be with her forever.
Rather than just one episode.
After a while.
Gu Beixian pretended to smile chicly, "You are only twenty-three years old, why do you speak so old-fashioned? For those who don't know, I thought you were eighty-three years old."
Su Hua ignored his teasing.
She took a deep breath and said: "If the lotus root is broken, the thread will no longer be connected. If it is not cut off, it will become chaotic."
Although her tone was gentle, she was firm.
Definitely.
With the meaning of cutting off the retreat.
A dull pain slowly and thinly coiled around Gu Beixian's chest.
He looked at her silently.
The handsome eyes gradually dimmed and lost their luster.
It had only been a few days and she was so calm.
really.
If you don't love, you won't be sad.
If you don't love it, you can easily let it go.
The only one he can't let go of is himself.
He closed his eyes slightly and waved his hand towards her, "Let's go."
There was an indescribable loneliness in his tone.
Su Hua pretended to be calm and nodded to him, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." He turned away, unable to bear to look at her.
Su Hua turned around slowly.
The assistant held an umbrella, walked her to the car, and put the umbrella into her hand.
Su Hua doesn’t want it.
She took off her suit and gave it back to the assistant.
The assistant took it and lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Gu has been busy with work lately. Although he pretends to be very good on the surface, I can feel that he is very sad in his heart."
Su Hua felt a pain in her heart, and the muscles on her face twitched.
All the sad thoughts are written in his eyes.
She raised her head and looked at the man standing in the drizzle.
The tall and handsome body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of mist.
It was obvious that his shoulders and back were straight, like a pine or a cypress, but she felt that his spine seemed to be bent.
She wanted to go to him, hug him and kiss him like before.
Finally I couldn't bear it.
It took a few seconds.
She smiled and said to her assistant: "Everything will pass. Soon, he will forget me. Maybe a month, maybe three months. Time is the best medicine."
The assistant was silent, "I feel like Mr. Gu is a very affectionate person."
Su Hua didn't say anything else, she just said: "Go back quickly, don't let him get wet in the rain."
She closed the car door decisively.
The assistant sighed.
Su Peilan started the car and said with a little fear: "My son-in-law was so fierce just now. He scared me to death. Who has I, Su Peilan, been afraid of in such a long life? Before I retired, I dared to fight even the principal. I was stunned by him just now." I was so bluffed that I didn’t dare to say a word.”
Su Hua was slightly distracted and replied absently: "He didn't mean it. He was too worried about me just now."
Su Peilan smashed his mouth and said, "He is only good to you, but has always been cold to me."
Only then did Su Hua realize it.
Gu Beixian actually has a cold and indifferent temperament towards everyone, a bit alienated and a bit detached from the world.
To put it bluntly, it sounds like you are condescending.
So did Qin Shu.
Mother and son seemed to become particularly gentle and warm only when they were towards her.
Su Hua couldn't help but smile.
I smiled, but felt a little sad.
However, I heard the assistant say that Gu Beixian has been working very hard recently.
She felt relieved again.
You see, life is about give-and-take.
Gu Beixian gave up the love between his children, but gained a career.
Gu Aoting will never embarrass him again.
Love may be very important to women, but to men it is just the icing on the cake and is dispensable.
The car drove all the way back.
Su Hua saw a car following behind her. It was Gu Beixian's car.
The car didn't turn around until she got home safely.
Su Hua felt warm, sad, and sour in her heart.
Back home.
She went to the bathroom and took a hot shower.
After washing, I came out wiping my hair.
The phone rang.
She picked it up and glanced at it. It was Shen Yuan calling.
After being connected.
Shen Yuan said excitedly: "Sister Hua, there will be a special auction of Song Dynasty paintings at Zhengrong Auction House in a week. Are you interested?"
Song painting is the pinnacle of ancient Chinese art.
Of course Su Hua is interested.
Even if you don’t take pictures, it’s still good to pay homage to them.
She asked: "What time does it start? Do you want to buy tickets?"
She married Gu Beixian when she was twenty and stayed with him all the time. She lived a life of near seclusion and never went to an auction.
Shen Yuan smiled, "You have to pay a deposit to prevent you from not paying after taking the photo, but I am not qualified to enter. I heard that the admission tickets have been sold to sky-high prices by scalpers."
Su Hua was a little disappointed, "That's it."
"You should have a way to get in. You know Gu Jinyao, the young director of Zhengrong Auction House, just a phone call away. Can you take me with you? Sister Hua, I really want to go and have a look."
Su Hua didn't want to trouble Gu Jinyao.
But I can't resist the charm of Song Dynasty paintings, which are treasures of art in the world.
Just like women can't resist the charm of diamonds and designer bags.
Su Hua thought for a while and said, "Let me try calling."
"I'm waiting for your good news."
Su Hua found Gu Jinyao's number on her phone and dialed it.
The phone rang once and Gu Jinyao answered the call.
Su Hua asked politely and reservedly: "Mr. Gu, I heard that you are holding a special auction of Song Dynasty paintings next week?"
Gu Jinyao suppressed the ripples in his heart and said in a calm tone: "Yes, are you interested?"
Su Hua said truthfully: "I'm very interested. I heard that the tickets have been sold at sky-high prices?"
"It's okay. Give me a call when you come and I'll send someone to pick you up."
Su Hua asked tentatively: "Can I bring a friend?"
Gu Jinyao answered happily, "Of course."
"What paintings do you still lack? I can help you copy them, or help you repair ancient paintings or ancient porcelain for free."
Gu Jinyao chuckled and said, "You don't have to act like you're repaying a debt every time. This makes you uncomfortable and I'm uncomfortable too. Just let us get along naturally like ordinary friends."
"Well, thank you."
A week later, night.
Zhengrong Auction House.
The auction hall on the top floor was crowded with people.
The people who came to participate in the auction were either rich or noble, and they were all the top collectors in the entire Kyoto city.
Gu Jinyao was very helpful and arranged front row seats for Su Hua and Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan looked closely at the auction items on the stage and geared up.
Su Hua too, her eyes were burning.
The beauty of Song Dynasty paintings lies in its simple, implicit, humble and gentle artistic attitude, its romance in hardship, its praise in its shortcomings, and its appreciation of the value of life in its characters, mountains, rivers, flowers and birds.
No other dynasty could do it.
The first one up for auction was "Sketch of Rare Birds" by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.
Although Song Huizong was not a good emperor, he had high artistic achievements and enjoyed the pinnacle status in the field of art.
The sketch of rare birds includes a total of 20 birds, standing on branches such as pine, bamboo, plum and osmanthus, which are lifelike.
It is a model of Huizong's flower-and-bird sketches of the Song Dynasty. The brushwork style is simple and elegant, all using ink and ink, and the scenery is sketched from nature. No matter the birds, flowers and plants, they have both form and spirit.
The starting price for this painting starts at 30 million.
From time to time, someone raised a sign and called out the price at the venue, and the voices kept coming and going.
Thirty-one million! Thirty-two million! Thirty-three million!
Forty million! Fifty million! Sixty million!
Seventy million! Eighty million!
In the end, this painting was sold for a sky-high price of 88 million!
The entire auction was brought to a climax in no time!
