When Gu Qiqi woke up the next day, there was no one at home. She knew that her mother was on a business trip again. Although her mother came to B City for her, she had spent countless times alone in this breathless but gorgeous house.
She got up and washed up. When she passed by the kitchen, she smelled a strong fragrance. She followed the smell and opened the lid. It was a pot of fish porridge. The temperature was just right. Gu Qiqi lowered her head, and a large drop of water splashed on the back of her hand. With a " pop " sound, it was exceptionally clear in the space where one could hear one's breathing. It gradually turned into an invisible mist, drifting away with the fragrance of the porridge.
The summer vacation in the third year of high school was very relaxing. She slept until she woke up naturally, ate, and watched TV every day. Gu Qiqi enjoyed this pig-like life very much. Her mother had also sent her a postcard. Although there was nothing written on it, she knew where she was for the first time from the postmark. Her father had called her back when he was free. He smiled and told her that he would bring her a gift when he returned to the country and that he would take the time to visit her in B City. Xue Ling would often ask her to play with them, play basketball, sing songs, and gradually get to know her brothers. Most importantly, they were about to become schoolmates. There was no life more satisfying than now. Everything seemed to be starting anew.
There was a Klimt album next to the sofa, probably forgotten by her mother. Gu Qiqi had never been able to appreciate his paintings. She felt that the colors were always rich and resplendent. They were too resplendent and beautiful, but they were like epiphyllum blooming in the world, making people involuntarily associate them with the decline in the next second. Gu Qiqi did not dare to touch the strong emotions that were suppressed under the ostentatious appearance in his paintings. Separated by the summer sun outside the curtain, he slowly flipped through it for a while and suddenly found that its beauty, that kind of strong magnificence, actually became an uncontrollable infection. He was interested in copying.
The process of oil painting was not as easy as engraving. After gathering all the tools, nailing the frame and fixing the canvas, almost half a day had passed. He used turpentine to dilute the color excitedly and painted the base color on it without restraint. Then, he used the brush and knife to stack the carvings layer by layer.
Sometimes, love was a process of copying. From the beginning to the end, it was covered layer by layer. There was no reason for the things that should appear at each stage to disappear. However, she still needed to slowly understand this.
The phone rang, and she couldn't hold the phone with her hands full of paint. She used her wrist to barely hold the phone to her neck and picked it up. Wei Chi's evil laughter came from the phone.
"Oh, you're really staying at home! You should seize the time to squander your youth. It's a futures. If you don't close your position quickly, do you expect it to maintain its value and appreciate?”
Gu Qiqi was a little puzzled as to why Wei Chi would suddenly call her. She found it funny that he kept talking about his profession."I don't speculate on the price difference. Hedging is so safe! When he had saved enough money, he would carefully choose blue-chip stocks. In the future, he would be able to distribute generous dividends regularly, and his life would be complete. Look, he's so reliable!"
Wei Chi was surprised and happy. He chuckled and said,"Heh! It's a pity that you don't study finance! Where did all this come from? You don't have to bother choosing. There are ready-made blue chips in front of you.”
"Then all the more I can't squander! If you don't save enough risk capital, how can you take over your news stocks?”
After holding the phone to her neck for a long time, Gu Qiqi became a little breathless. Actually, she didn't know when she started to pay attention to financial knowledge. She naturally couldn't understand things that were too deep. The most common things she came into contact with on a daily basis were just these things related to stocks.
Chi Zi had already noticed that the voice on the phone was a little unstable. She asked,""Why is your voice so strange? Did I disturb your wet dream?"
Gu Qiqi was already used to his lack of manners. She replied in a low and muffled voice,""That's right. Peach blossoms were blooming, but I was woken up by your news.”
The other end also laughed." Come down if you're awake. Let's drive Duoduo together."”
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