Irene could not understand Millicent's words. In the past, she could understood Millicent's painting a little bit. She just thought that she could not paint it. Now, Claudia was an artist, Irene did not understand it at all.
"Millicent, I feel that painting is like making wine. The longer it is, the more fragrant it is. You are very young and talanted, there were many people praising your painting, remember? I trust you will also be an artist one day ."
Millicent nodded, and then began to admire the paintings on the wall with all his heart. After a while, cinsidering Irene was pregnant, she thought that Irene would be bored and tired. So she said hastily, "Irene, there is a lounge over there, would you want to wait and rest on that seat, as well as have some snacks.I guess it won't take too long time to finish all paintings!"
Irene thought about it and agreed. She was not the kind of person who liked paintings. She nodded and left for a rest.
Millicent went on to look at the painting. She noticed a familiar figure and the mint scent that she had been thinking about every day. She turned her head to look, and the joy in her heart could not be suppressed, unexpectedly, It's really him.
"E... Elio." There was a trace of disbelief in her voice. How could Millicent possibly believe that? This man had finally returned to this city. And now he just stood less than a meter away from her.
Elio rolled his beautiful eyes and tried hard to recall who this girl was.
Millicent was about to say something else, but when she saw the confusing look of Elio, she lost her confidence and didn't continued speaking. She just rooted to the spot and looked at him.
"You are the friend of Irene?" Elio was uncertain. There were too few people he could remember over the years, but he had the vague impression that she was a very shy and quiet girl. She rarely spoke and only liked to smile.
"You still remember me..." Millicent was pleasantly surprised and said faster. It didn't matter if he rememberd her name. But she was simply happy because this person still remembered her.
"Yes, I remember. Your first name is Millicent, isn't it?" asked Elio.
"Yes, my name is Millicent." He still remembered her name. That was enough for her.
Elio smiled, "Do you like Claudia's paintings too?"
In fact, Millicent did not like to draw before, and she did not like any artist very much. Just because of the person in front of her, she began to draw .
Later, she really liked drawing. Sometimes when she looked at the paintings, she would wonder if Elio had also stood in the same place and saw the same paintings.
Millicent nodded. "Yeah, I like it very much."
"Did you come alone?" He knew the relationship between Millicent and Irene, so he had some expectation in his heart that Irene was here, too.
Millicent turned her eyes to the lounge outside the glass window and said, "She's a little tired. She's just resting over there."
Elio turned around and glanced.
Outside the glass window, Irene was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of coffee. The afternoon sun shone on her back, and she yawned. She must be tired, and her eyes could not open, like a sleepy lazy cat.
Elio's eyes softened.
Millicent understood, from Elio's behaviours at school and in Irene's wedding, she knew Elio liked Irene. She had not expected anything before, nor she would expect anything now.
Millicent noticed the crowd gathered in front of the last painting of the exhibition. Then she looked back at Elio, who was staring at Irene's motionless eyes. She forced herself to smile and said, "I am going to go over and take a look."
Millicent told herself that she could bear it. She knew she could force any one to like her.
Elio realized that he had been standing there for a long time. Millicent had gone far. Why could not he control himself? He told himself not to care too much for Irene. But his heart was on her. What could he do?
"Forget it. I still want to listen to Irene's voice." He stepped towards the direction of the lounge.
...
Irene felt that waiting for someone was really boring.
The phone was a good thing to kill time. When she was randomly checking the news on Twitter, she happened to see Celine's fans ranting about her. Although it had been a long time, most people were still on Celine's side. But when she saw the harsh words, she got a headache. When she put the phone down, she was sleepy because of the air conditioning.
Then she heard footsteps. Opening her eyes, she saw Elio staring at her.
"You do sleep. You can fall asleep wherever you go," Elio said. Irene felt awkward.
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