Chapter 130
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Ming Hua
The two walked out two steps.
Su Hua's feet suddenly froze in place.
Gu Beixian looked back, "What's wrong?"
Su Wei looked at him with a calm expression, "Be more sensible, divorce is not a child's play, if you leave, you just leave."
Gu Beixian frowned imperceptibly.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't say it.
Su Hua suppressed the ups and downs in her heart, and said calmly: "When people reach a certain age, they have to believe that people are living fragments. Beauty is fragments, sadness is fragments, childhood is fragments, and adulthood is fragments. Me and yours Three years of marriage is also a segment of life. The marriage is over, and the segment that belongs to you and me is also over, and it is time for us to enter the next segment of life."
Gu Beixian's heart suddenly sank.
It was as if a snow fell unexpectedly in the chest cavity, and the coldness slowly spread.
In the next slice of her life, he was obviously not included.
However, he wanted to live with her forever.
rather than just one episode.
After a while.
Gu Beixian smiled pretentiously, "You are only 23 years old, why do you speak so old-fashioned? I don't know, I thought you were 83 years old."
Su Hua ignored his teasing.
She took a deep breath and said: "If the lotus root is broken, don't connect the silk again. If you don't cut it, the reasoning will still be messy."
Her tone was gentle but firm.
Definitely.
With the meaning of cutting off the way back.
A dull pain slowly and tightly wrapped around Gu Beixian's chest.
He watched her silently.
His handsome eyes gradually dimmed and lost their brilliance.
In just a few days, she was so calm.
really.
If you don't love, you won't be sad.
If you don't love, you can easily let go.
The only thing he can't let go of is himself.
He closed his eyes slightly, waved to her, "you go."
There was an indescribable loneliness in his tone.
Su Wei pretended to be calm and nodded at him, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." He turned his head away, unable to bear to look at her.
Su Hua turned around slowly.
The assistant held an umbrella, escorted her to the car, and stuffed the umbrella into her hand.
Su Hua doesn't want it.
She took off her suit and returned it to the assistant.
The assistant took it over and said in a low voice: "Mr. Gu has been busy with work recently. Although he pretended to be very good on the surface, I can feel that he is very sad."
Su Wei's heart ached, and the muscles on her face twitched.
Sad thoughts, all written in the eyes.
She raised her head and looked at the man standing in the drizzle.
The tall and handsome body seemed to be covered in a layer of mist.
Obviously his shoulders are straight, like a pine and a cypress, but she feels that his spine seems to be bent.
She wanted to go to him, hug him and kiss him like before.
Finally held back.
Paused for a few seconds.
She smiled and said to the assistant: "Everything will pass. Soon, he will forget about me, maybe a month, maybe three months, time is the best medicine."
The assistant was silent, "I feel that Gu is always the kind of person who has a long relationship."
Su Wei didn't say anything more, she just said: "Go back quickly, don't let him get wet in the rain."
She resolutely closed the door.
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 am I, Su Peilan, afraid of at such an old age? Before I retired, I even dared to quarrel with the principal. Just now I was taken aback by him I was so scared that I didn't dare to say anything."
Su Hua was slightly distracted, and replied absent-mindedly: "He didn't do it on purpose, he was just too worried about me."
Su Peilan smacked her mouth, "He's only nice to you, and he's always been indifferent to me."
Only then did Su Hua realize it.
Gu Beixian actually treats everyone with a cold and indifferent temperament, a little alienated, a little detached.
To put it bluntly, it is superior.
So did Qin Shu.
The mother and son seemed to become very gentle and warm only when they were with her.
Su Wei couldn't help laughing.
Laughing and laughing, feeling a little sad again.
But I heard from the assistant that Gu Beixian has been working desperately lately.
She felt relieved again.
You see, life is what you give and what you get.
Gu Beixian gave up his love for his children, but won his career.
Gu Aoting will never make things difficult for him again.
Love may be very important to a woman, but it is just a flower on the icing on the cake for a man, dispensable.
The car drove back all the way.
Su Wei saw a car following behind, it was Gu Beixian's car.
The car didn't turn around until she got home safely.
Su Wei's heart was warm, but also sad, sore and swollen.
back home.
She went to the bathroom and took a hot shower.
After washing, brush your hair and come out.
The phone rang.
She picked it up, glanced at it, it was Shen Yuan calling.
After connecting.
Shen Yuan said excitedly: "Sister Hua, Zheng Rong Auction House will have a special auction of Song paintings in a week. Are you interested?"
Song paintings are the pinnacle of ancient Chinese art.
Of course Su Hua was interested.
Even if you don't shoot, it's good to pay your respects.
She asked, "What time does it start? Do I need to buy tickets?"
When she was in her early twenties, she married Gu Beixian, and she stayed with him all the time, living a life of almost seclusion, and never entered an auction.
Shen Yuan smiled, "I have to pay a deposit to prevent non-payment after the auction, but I am not eligible to enter the venue. I heard that the admission tickets have been sold at sky-high prices by scalpers."
Su Wei 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? 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 paintings, which are the art jewels of the world.
Just like women can't resist the charm of diamonds and designer bags.
Su Wei 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 was connected.
Su Wei asked politely and reservedly: "Mr. Gu, I heard that you will hold a special auction of Song paintings next week?"
Gu Jinyao suppressed the ripples in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, are you interested?"
Su Wei said truthfully: "I'm very interested. I heard that the admission tickets have been sold at sky-high prices?"
"It's okay, call me when you come, and I'll send someone down 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 copy them for you, or restore ancient paintings for free, and ancient porcelains are also fine."
Gu Jinyao chuckled, "You don't have to pay off your debts every time. This will make you uncomfortable, and neither will I. Between you and me, just like ordinary friends, just get along naturally, and that's fine."
"Well then, thank you."
A week later, night.
Great Auction House.
The auction hall on the top floor was crowded with people.
Those who came to participate in the auction were either rich or expensive, and they were all the top collectors in the entire capital city.
Gu Jinyao was very helpful and arranged for Su Wei and Shen Yuan to be in the front row.
Shen Yuan looked closely at the auction items on the stage, gearing up.
So did Su Hua, her eyes were burning.
The beauty of Song paintings lies in the simplicity, subtlety, humility, and gentle artistic attitude, the romance in difficulties, the praise in shortcomings, and the value of life in figures, mountains, rivers, flowers and birds.
None of the other dynasties could do it.
The first one to be auctioned is Song Huizong's "Sketch of Rare Birds from Life".
Although Song Huizong was not a good emperor, his artistic achievements were quite high, and he enjoyed a pinnacle position in the field of art.
In the painting of rare birds from life, a total of 20 birds are drawn, standing on the branches of pine, bamboo, plum and osmanthus, which are lifelike.
It is a model of Song Huizong's painting of flowers and birds from life.
The starting price for this painting is 3000 million.
From time to time, people raised placards and shouted prices at the venue, and voices came and went.
Thirty one million! 100 two million!Thirty three million!
4000 5000! 6000 [-]! [-] [-]!
7000! 8000 [-]!
In the end, this painting was sold at a sky-high price of 800 million!
All of a sudden, the entire auction was brought to a climax!
Su Hua's feet suddenly froze in place.
Gu Beixian looked back, "What's wrong?"
Su Wei looked at him with a calm expression, "Be more sensible, divorce is not a child's play, if you leave, you just leave."
Gu Beixian frowned imperceptibly.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't say it.
Su Hua suppressed the ups and downs in her heart, and said calmly: "When people reach a certain age, they have to believe that people are living fragments. Beauty is fragments, sadness is fragments, childhood is fragments, and adulthood is fragments. Me and yours Three years of marriage is also a segment of life. The marriage is over, and the segment that belongs to you and me is also over, and it is time for us to enter the next segment of life."
Gu Beixian's heart suddenly sank.
It was as if a snow fell unexpectedly in the chest cavity, and the coldness slowly spread.
In the next slice of her life, he was obviously not included.
However, he wanted to live with her forever.
rather than just one episode.
After a while.
Gu Beixian smiled pretentiously, "You are only 23 years old, why do you speak so old-fashioned? I don't know, I thought you were 83 years old."
Su Hua ignored his teasing.
She took a deep breath and said: "If the lotus root is broken, don't connect the silk again. If you don't cut it, the reasoning will still be messy."
Her tone was gentle but firm.
Definitely.
With the meaning of cutting off the way back.
A dull pain slowly and tightly wrapped around Gu Beixian's chest.
He watched her silently.
His handsome eyes gradually dimmed and lost their brilliance.
In just a few days, she was so calm.
really.
If you don't love, you won't be sad.
If you don't love, you can easily let go.
The only thing he can't let go of is himself.
He closed his eyes slightly, waved to her, "you go."
There was an indescribable loneliness in his tone.
Su Wei pretended to be calm and nodded at him, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." He turned his head away, unable to bear to look at her.
Su Hua turned around slowly.
The assistant held an umbrella, escorted her to the car, and stuffed the umbrella into her hand.
Su Hua doesn't want it.
She took off her suit and returned it to the assistant.
The assistant took it over and said in a low voice: "Mr. Gu has been busy with work recently. Although he pretended to be very good on the surface, I can feel that he is very sad."
Su Wei's heart ached, and the muscles on her face twitched.
Sad thoughts, all written in the eyes.
She raised her head and looked at the man standing in the drizzle.
The tall and handsome body seemed to be covered in a layer of mist.
Obviously his shoulders are straight, like a pine and a cypress, but she feels that his spine seems to be bent.
She wanted to go to him, hug him and kiss him like before.
Finally held back.
Paused for a few seconds.
She smiled and said to the assistant: "Everything will pass. Soon, he will forget about me, maybe a month, maybe three months, time is the best medicine."
The assistant was silent, "I feel that Gu is always the kind of person who has a long relationship."
Su Wei didn't say anything more, she just said: "Go back quickly, don't let him get wet in the rain."
She resolutely closed the door.
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 am I, Su Peilan, afraid of at such an old age? Before I retired, I even dared to quarrel with the principal. Just now I was taken aback by him I was so scared that I didn't dare to say anything."
Su Hua was slightly distracted, and replied absent-mindedly: "He didn't do it on purpose, he was just too worried about me."
Su Peilan smacked her mouth, "He's only nice to you, and he's always been indifferent to me."
Only then did Su Hua realize it.
Gu Beixian actually treats everyone with a cold and indifferent temperament, a little alienated, a little detached.
To put it bluntly, it is superior.
So did Qin Shu.
The mother and son seemed to become very gentle and warm only when they were with her.
Su Wei couldn't help laughing.
Laughing and laughing, feeling a little sad again.
But I heard from the assistant that Gu Beixian has been working desperately lately.
She felt relieved again.
You see, life is what you give and what you get.
Gu Beixian gave up his love for his children, but won his career.
Gu Aoting will never make things difficult for him again.
Love may be very important to a woman, but it is just a flower on the icing on the cake for a man, dispensable.
The car drove back all the way.
Su Wei saw a car following behind, it was Gu Beixian's car.
The car didn't turn around until she got home safely.
Su Wei's heart was warm, but also sad, sore and swollen.
back home.
She went to the bathroom and took a hot shower.
After washing, brush your hair and come out.
The phone rang.
She picked it up, glanced at it, it was Shen Yuan calling.
After connecting.
Shen Yuan said excitedly: "Sister Hua, Zheng Rong Auction House will have a special auction of Song paintings in a week. Are you interested?"
Song paintings are the pinnacle of ancient Chinese art.
Of course Su Hua was interested.
Even if you don't shoot, it's good to pay your respects.
She asked, "What time does it start? Do I need to buy tickets?"
When she was in her early twenties, she married Gu Beixian, and she stayed with him all the time, living a life of almost seclusion, and never entered an auction.
Shen Yuan smiled, "I have to pay a deposit to prevent non-payment after the auction, but I am not eligible to enter the venue. I heard that the admission tickets have been sold at sky-high prices by scalpers."
Su Wei 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? 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 paintings, which are the art jewels of the world.
Just like women can't resist the charm of diamonds and designer bags.
Su Wei 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 was connected.
Su Wei asked politely and reservedly: "Mr. Gu, I heard that you will hold a special auction of Song paintings next week?"
Gu Jinyao suppressed the ripples in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, are you interested?"
Su Wei said truthfully: "I'm very interested. I heard that the admission tickets have been sold at sky-high prices?"
"It's okay, call me when you come, and I'll send someone down 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 copy them for you, or restore ancient paintings for free, and ancient porcelains are also fine."
Gu Jinyao chuckled, "You don't have to pay off your debts every time. This will make you uncomfortable, and neither will I. Between you and me, just like ordinary friends, just get along naturally, and that's fine."
"Well then, thank you."
A week later, night.
Great Auction House.
The auction hall on the top floor was crowded with people.
Those who came to participate in the auction were either rich or expensive, and they were all the top collectors in the entire capital city.
Gu Jinyao was very helpful and arranged for Su Wei and Shen Yuan to be in the front row.
Shen Yuan looked closely at the auction items on the stage, gearing up.
So did Su Hua, her eyes were burning.
The beauty of Song paintings lies in the simplicity, subtlety, humility, and gentle artistic attitude, the romance in difficulties, the praise in shortcomings, and the value of life in figures, mountains, rivers, flowers and birds.
None of the other dynasties could do it.
The first one to be auctioned is Song Huizong's "Sketch of Rare Birds from Life".
Although Song Huizong was not a good emperor, his artistic achievements were quite high, and he enjoyed a pinnacle position in the field of art.
In the painting of rare birds from life, a total of 20 birds are drawn, standing on the branches of pine, bamboo, plum and osmanthus, which are lifelike.
It is a model of Song Huizong's painting of flowers and birds from life.
The starting price for this painting is 3000 million.
From time to time, people raised placards and shouted prices at the venue, and voices came and went.
Thirty one million! 100 two million!Thirty three million!
4000 5000! 6000 [-]! [-] [-]!
7000! 8000 [-]!
In the end, this painting was sold at a sky-high price of 800 million!
All of a sudden, the entire auction was brought to a climax!
