Su Hua watched this for a whole morning.
He stood there motionless, totally forgetting himself.
Because the museum does not allow photography, the high-definition pictures found online may have color differences, so you must use your brain to remember them carefully.
There are too many details and it takes a lot of brain cells.
Sister-in-law Liu was by her side, wondering, isn't it just a painting?
After watching it for so long, I don’t feel tired.
Anyway, she looked at it anxiously and couldn't see what was good about the painting. She just thought that the mountain was very big and solid, and it was much more majestic than the mountains in her hometown.
Apart from these, there is nothing else.
But Su Hua watched it with gusto, fascinated and intoxicated.
How long did she stand in front of Fan Kuan's "Travel in Streams and Mountains".
Gu Jinyao watched her silently from a distance for a long time.
The indescribable tenderness in his brows and eyes.
Just looking at her from a distance like this made him very content.
The museum on Wednesday was quiet, empty, lonely, lofty, and full of a heavy and lonely sense of history, but he was not lonely at all, because Su Hua was there.
He felt very peaceful in his heart. No matter what she was doing or thinking, it felt so good to be with her quietly like this.
Even from a long distance.
Even if she didn't know he was looking at her.
Even if she couldn't even recognize who he was.
Su Hua memorized the scene and all the details, then turned around and left.
The moment she turned around, Gu Jinyao took the lead and ducked behind the wall to avoid her sight.
Mrs. Liu raised her feet to catch up with Su Hua.
Four bodyguards also followed her, separated by a distance of three meters.
It can protect her safety without making her feel uncomfortable.
Gu Jinyao spread his long legs to follow, protecting him secretly from a long distance away.
After leaving the museum gate, several people walked towards the roadside.
Need a taxi to the hotel.
The few people had only been waiting for a few minutes when a motorcycle suddenly jumped out of the thorn!
The person sitting in the back seat reached out and grabbed Su Hua's bag!
A flash of lightning!
Gu Jinyao ran over at the speed of an arrow!
There was just a click, and the arm of the man who snatched the bag was broken!
The man held his broken arm and screamed in pain!
By the time the bodyguards reacted, the motorcycle had already fled in a hurry!
All this happened so suddenly, Su Hua's heart was beating fast.
If it wasn't blocked by the ribcage, it would probably jump out.
She pressed her chest, which was beating violently, for a long time before she recovered.
Gu Jinyao quickly grabbed her arm and asked, "Are you not injured?"
Su Hua shook her head, "It's okay."
The bodyguards quickly gathered around and asked: "Miss Su, are you okay?"
Su Hua said, "It's okay. You can call the police."
Gu Jinyao said: "A pair of speedsters, seeing that you have a special temperament, thought that you would have valuables in your bag and wanted to make quick money. We are outsiders, so it would be a bit troublesome to call the police."
Su Hua didn't expect that there were also speedsters here.
She even had bodyguards with her, so they dared to rob her openly.
You are so courageous.
However, the bag was not taken away, and she was afraid of trouble, so she said, "Forget it."
After saying that, she realized that her arm was still clutched in Gu Jinyao's hand.
Gu Jinyao also noticed his gaffe, and hurriedly let go of her and said, "I'm sorry."
Su Hua calmed down and said, "Thank you."
Gu Jinyao was afraid that she would return the favor to him again, so he hurriedly said: "You're welcome. When the road is rough, you should draw your sword to help. I will save anyone else."
Su Hua guessed what he was thinking and smiled, "Why did you come to Treasure Island too?"
Gu Jinyao smiled lightly and said, "I came here to meet a client. I happened to pass by the museum and went in to take a look. The Baodao Museum has a rich collection. If you pass by and don't take a look, you will regret it."
Su Hua believed it.
She felt that Gu Jinyao was a very down-to-earth and reliable person.
She believed whatever he said.
Gu Jinyao asked: "What about you? What are you doing here?"
Su Hua said truthfully: "Let's take a look at Fan Kuan's "Traveling in Streams and Mountains"."
Gu Jinyao is engaged in the antique auction industry, so he is no stranger to this. He praised: ""Travel to Streams and Mountains" can be regarded as the number one painting of the Song Dynasty."
Su Hua sincerely sighed: "Indeed, seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times. The composition of that painting is very rigorous, the picture is full and broad, and the momentum is compelling. The mountains look up and are breathtaking."
"Indeed, you flew here just to see it?"
"Someone asked me to copy it."
Gu Jinyao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it difficult?"
"Yes, after all, it is Fan Kuan's pinnacle work. For thousands of years, no one can surpass it, but I want to give it a try."
Gu Jinyao smiled, looking at her with tender eyes and an encouraging tone, "You can definitely do it."
"Thanks."
Seeing that the two of them were talking non-stop, Mrs. Liu looked at Gu Jinyao warily as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
After thinking about it, she raised the water glass in her hand and handed it to Su Hua, "Young madam, please drink some water."
Su Hua was slightly startled.
After divorcing Gu Beixian, she asked her to call herself Miss Su.
She had always called her that way before, why did she suddenly change her name today?
Su Hua didn't think much, took the cup, took a sip and handed it back to Aunt Liu.
Gu Jinyao asked: "Are you going back to the hotel? Has the hotel been booked in advance?"
Su Hua was about to speak.
Sister-in-law Liu picked up the fan and interrupted: "Young madam, are you warm? I'll fan you."
Without any explanation, she opened the folding fan in her hand and fanned Suhua with a whirring sound, causing her long hair to fly everywhere.
Su Hua raised her hand to press her hair and smiled helplessly, "Sister-in-law Liu, I'm not hot."
Mrs. Liu said seriously, "No, you're hot."
Su Hua had no choice but to let her slap her.
Su Hua and Gu Jinyao were speechless when she interrupted them like this.
After a while of silence, an empty car drove over in the distance.
The bodyguard hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.
Su Hua and Gu Jinyao humbly gave way and bent down to sit in the car.
Return to hotel.
After having lunch with Mrs. Liu and the others, Suhua took a short break and started copying "Travel to the Streams and Mountains".
No, this is no longer called copying.
Copying is looking at paintings and painting.
Su Hua's call it silent painting.
Because ancient rice paper is expensive, she practiced on ordinary rice paper first.
Very few of Fan Kuan's paintings have survived, especially "Travel to Streams and Mountains", which has been kept in the Baodao Museum. This is the first time Su Hua painted it.
In order to draw the spiritual outlook and spirit of the mountain, one must completely integrate oneself into the mountains and rivers, understand the divine connection, and observe the unity of nature, oneself, and nature and man.
Only in this way can the true spirit of the mountain be naturally revealed in the writing.
After Mrs. Liu finished polishing the ink, she left.
Su Hua sat in front of the painting desk, closed her eyes, and replayed the composition and outline of the entire painting "Travel to Streams and Mountains" in her mind.
After a long time, she picked up the brush and began to splash ink on the rice paper.
First, use strong and cold brushstrokes to outline the steep and carved edges of the mountains and rocks.
Then repeatedly use strong and powerful sesame seeds to shape the back grain and texture of the rock mass.
When adding chaffing pen to the outline and inside, leave a little space along the edges to express the concave and convex feeling of the mountain shape.
It is necessary to draw the northern mountains and rocks down to the bone, as indestructible as iron and steel.
After painting until midnight, Su Hua got tired and put down the pen.
On the rice paper, the main mountain range is majestic, majestic and cold.
It is hard to imagine that this mountain range was created by a delicate and graceful young woman.
Outsiders would be amazed when they see such a level of mountain painting, but Su Hua is not satisfied.
Because looking at the mountains she painted, she didn't have the urge to be moved to tears.
In other words, she only painted the bones of the mountain, but not its soul.
As the saying goes, "Paint mountains and bones, and even more soul."
It seems that I have to go to the museum tomorrow to continue visiting and enlightenment.
Su Hua went to the bathroom to wash her hands and called for midnight snack.
After eating, she took a shower and lay down on the bed.
Because painting was too physically and mentally demanding, she fell asleep soon after.
After falling asleep, she had a dream.
I dreamed of a baby wearing a red bellyband. He looked pretty, with big watery eyes, long eyelashes, and a small round face. He was so cute that he wanted to cry.
He climbed up and down the dark mountains with his bare feet.
Suddenly, the baby stretched out his hand towards her, grinned, and called out in a sweet voice: "Mom."
Su Hua's heart was melted by cuteness.
She responded with a smile and reached out to hug him.
Just when her hand was about to touch the baby's arm, the elf-like and cute baby disappeared out of thin air.
Su Hua's heart was broken.
Heartbreaking loss.
She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at the empty ceiling, with cold tears in the corners of her eyes.
It turned out to be a nightmare.
Ever since the fetus died in the car accident, she has had this nightmare often.
After waking up, it is difficult to fall back asleep.
Su Hua lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked outside.
Outside, there were thousands of lights and bustle, but her heart was empty, floating in mid-air.
She thought she was strong enough, but her midnight dreams betrayed her true emotions.
She didn't expect that the fetus, which was just over two months old, would leave such a big scar on her.
Su Hua hugged herself tightly with her arms and slowly closed her eyes.
At this moment, she felt particularly fragile and lonely, like a small boat in the wind and rain, looking for a warm harbor to lean on.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a rapid ringing on the door.
In the quiet of the night, it sounds a bit scary.
Su Hua walked to the door warily, held her breath and asked, "Who?"
"it's me."
A magnetic and seductive bass came from outside.
Very familiar, it's Gu Beixian.
After a brief accident, surprise filled her heart, and Su Hua hurriedly opened the door.
The tall and handsome man pushed her into his arms.
There was a dusty air on his clothes.
Pressing her thin back, he whispered: "I know you need me, so I'm here."
