【The War to Win Over a Bride】(7)

(7)
For the next month, almost every weekend became our painting time.
During these days, Shuqin often changed her outfits,
displaying all her characteristics as a woman—whether charming, innocent, shy, or unrestrained—to me.
It must be said that Shuqin was a good model and a good actress; her interpretation of those roles was almost
perfect.
And I, with deep affection for Shuqin, recorded this different beauty
on rice paper with my brush.
With this contact, my relationship with Shuqin became even closer.
As we spent more and more time together, Shuqin and I
were completely connected through calligraphy and painting.
We had more and more in common, and I discovered that in addition to her delicate and gentle appearance, Shuqin
also had a classical temperament and a faint sadness that belonged only to calligraphy and painting.
Shuqin, gradually influenced by my erudition and mature demeanor, became very open with me, sharing everything
.
These painting sessions completely eliminated the age gap between us, as well as the so-called "daigou" (personal
shopping service) of modern times, making us increasingly compatible.
However, the only thing that troubled me was that my physical reactions became increasingly
intense every night.
Almost as soon as I entered my dreams, I would have passionate lovemaking with Shuqin, dressed in ancient costume, in those picturesque scenes
. Shuqin's behavior was exactly like the women in the paintings—sometimes wild, sometimes shy—perfectly
matching the mood of the paintings.
In these blissful days, I almost forgot my original purpose, and even forgot that
there was a person called the Dark Walker in the world, until a letter arrived in my hands via express delivery.
"To the old man!" Looking at the crooked, illegible handwriting on the letter, I couldn't help but chuckle.
That Dark Walker is as unreliable as ever.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, I signed for the letter and the small cardboard box underneath, then carried it back to my
study.
It felt like I'd touched a time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
As I carefully opened the box, two exhibition tickets were immediately presented before me.
With immense confusion, I opened the letter taped to the box.
"No matter what, you must bid on item number 68!" These few words, scrawled crookedly on a large sheet of paper,
seemed quite incongruous.
Although I couldn't fathom the Dark Walker's meaning, I still followed his instructions, taking Shuqin with me
, and went to the city museum according to the address and time on the tickets.
That day, Shuqin wore a well-fitting, form-fitting dress that perfectly showcased her curves
. Her slender, graceful feet were neatly arranged in yellow and white plastic sandals with straps. Beneath the hem of her dress,
her fair and delicate legs were faintly visible, making my throat dry.
To my complete surprise, this exhibition was packed with people,
a stark contrast to the sparsely visited artifact exhibitions of the past.
As we followed the flow of people, my arm linked with Shuqin's smooth, silky arm, into the hall, I finally understood
why this exhibition was so popular.
It was astonishing how daring people had become; this exhibition's theme was actually
a collection of artifacts with sexual themes.
Looking at the porcelain vases covered in explicit erotic paintings, the screens with strong sexual innuendo, and
the various artworks cast entirely as male and female genitalia, a long black line appeared on my forehead.
"Shuqin, um... I'm really sorry, I didn't expect these unreliable guys to actually give
me tickets to this exhibition..." Hearing my words, Shuqin's already flushed face turned
even redder, perfectly showcasing the shyness of a woman who wanted to speak but couldn't.
"Dad... shouldn't we go back..." "No, there are some works by my old friends here. Actually
, from an artistic point of view, these things aren't necessarily as dirty as you think!" If
it weren't for this whole thing, arranged by that Dark Walker guy, I probably would have already crawled into a hole and
disappeared.
But for the sake of that mysterious collection he mentioned, I could only grit my teeth, racking my brains for an excuse
while anxiously waiting for the auction to begin. "Actually, you know, those so-called world-famous paintings, aren't they quite 　　large in scale
by our standards now ? But art can't be measured by worldly standards. Take the sculpture David, for 　　example..." As I quoted extensively, the simple-minded Shuqin was finally persuaded and 　　stayed with me, blushing. 　　However, she still couldn't overcome the shyness typical of Eastern women. From beginning to end, she kept her eyes half-closed 　　, letting me drag her around, but dared not open her eyes to look at any of the exhibits. 　　Because her eyes were closed, and with so many people coming and going, Shuqin's delicate body kept bumping 　　into me, her firm, perky pear-shaped breasts intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against my skin. 　　Feeling the softness of Shuqin's body and the smoothness of her skin, my old gun also became restless and raised its head. 　　For me, having such a reaction in such a crowd was simply the most terrible 　　torture. 　　Fortunately, this ordeal didn't last too long. Within half an hour, the host's voice, 　　amplified clearly, reached everyone present. 　　"Distinguished guests, it is now time for the auction of the exhibits. If you have any items you wish to purchase, please proceed to the main 　　hall and register with our staff. We will then proceed with the auction based on your registration information! 　　"

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