The love letters of Rogelio and Michelle were still fresh in my memory. In love, Michelle was quite initiative, but I didn't have the courage nor the confidence as her.
I took Xenia's hand and walked into the study. "Follow me."
"What are you doing?"
"I don't know how long I will leave. I need to tell you something before I leave."
"What is it?"
I pointed at the book on the desk. "I can't go to school on time when I left. You're the real Xenia Tang. It's time for you to go. Listen to the teacher and take notes, okay?"
Xenia pouted reluctantly, "Why me? I'm old enough. Why do you still want me to go to a night school for you? "
"For me? It's for yourself, okay?"
"Come on!" Xenia's mouth opened into a circle. She wanted to say something but didn't say it in the end. "Okay, okay, I know. I will go. But you have agreed, you should go there after you come back. Don't let me go there again. Okay?"
Xenia seemed really not to be interested in the course, and I was really interested in it, so I agreed, "Okay, I see."
Xenia browsed a few pages and saw the sketches I drew on the notebook. She asked, "are these all drawn by you?"
"I just drew randomly without any foundation."
"To be honest, your paintings are really interesting. They are beautiful and well designed. But the only shortcoming is that some elements are out of date, which is a popular elements in the past two years."
"You don't know much about fashion. I learned it when I majored in it. Your cousin brought me some books. I have been reading them recently. My question is quite obvious. I feel that I have overreached myself. I know nothing about fashion and I still study these things."
Putting aside the draft designs, Xenia said, "Hey, you know nothing about fashion? People wear what these designers design and what are popular. If you think what you design is fashion, it is fashion. You can lead fashion. Besides, fashion is something you can learn at any time. For one thing, you need money to afford. High end clothes and cheap clothes really look different. "
Xenia put her finger on the table and said, "Actually, I admire my cousin a lot. He comes from an ordinary family. Unlike Robbie and his brother, they were born and brought up in a rich and powerful family. However, as you see, my cousin has made a great fortune over the years, and his business is getting better and better."
"What about you? What are you going to do? You can't sit idly and do nothing. "
"I wanted to find a good man and marry myself before, but I met such a bad man as Dylan. Now I'm still healing my injury. I will consider it later. If it doesn't work, I can go home obediently and follow my family's arrangement."
"Well, you take your time to heal yourself. I'll cook first, and then I have to read the script. I haven't read the script yet, I can't go to the site to read it."
Xenia smiled and pushed me out of the study. "I am just living in the villa for two days without paying anything. And you are the cook while you will go out. But seriously, are you really going to leave like this? "
I looked at Xenia and asked, "what else can we do?"
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