The morning sunlight filtered through the thin clouds and gently spilled over every corner of the city, draping this bustling metropolis in a golden veil. Evelyn got up early. After the thrilling encounter last night, her mood was still a bit hard to calm down. From time to time, the figure of Lucas would pop up in her mind. His deep and mysterious eyes seemed to possess a kind of magic, making her heart pound like a little rabbit was hiding inside whenever she thought of him.
After a simple wash, Evelyn changed into a comfortable light blue dress. A thin white belt was tied around her waist, which accentuated her graceful figure even more. She casually tied her golden curly hair into a ponytail, with a few strands of hair falling on both sides of her cheeks, looking fresh and playful. Today, she was still going to work at the art gallery, which was the place she loved. There, she could immerse herself wholeheartedly in the ocean of art, feel the unique charm contained in every painting and every work of art, and also take steps forward towards her artistic dream one by one.
Evelyn hummed a light tune, holding the lunch she had carefully prepared, and walked towards the art gallery. Along the way, the shops on the street opened for business one after another. The enticing aroma wafted from the breakfast stalls. People were in a hurry, starting their busy lives for the new day. Looking at this familiar and lively scene full of the hustle and bustle of daily life, Evelyn felt particularly cheerful. The gloom of last night seemed to have been completely dispelled by the sunlight.
Before long, she arrived at the art gallery. It was a building full of European style. The white exterior walls looked especially elegant in the sunlight. There were exquisite relief decorations above the main entrance, demonstrating an artistic atmosphere. Evelyn pushed the door open, and the wind chime on the door made a clear sound, as if welcoming her arrival.
The interior space of the gallery was spacious. The walls were hung with all kinds of paintings, including abstract paintings with intense colors and realistic paintings that were delicate and lifelike. Each painting seemed to be telling its own story. The floor was made of smooth marble, reflecting the light from the magnificent chandeliers on the ceiling. The whole atmosphere was quiet and elegant.
Evelyn walked into the staff lounge, put her lunch away, and then started her work for the day. She first carefully wiped some small sculptures on the display racks. Her fingers gently stroked those exquisite textures, with her eyes full of concentration and love, as if she were handling the most precious treasures in the world. Then, she went to help adjust the placement of the paintings. According to different themes and styles, she matched them more harmoniously so that the visitors could better appreciate the charm of art.
In a corner outside the gallery, Lucas stood there quietly. He was still wearing that iconic long black windbreaker. Only today, he paired it with a white shirt inside, and the collar was slightly open, revealing a small patch of his firm chest, looking more casual yet still handsome. He was wearing a black hat, with the brim pulled down low, covering his deep eyes so that people couldn't make out his expression. However, his focused gaze was always locked tightly on Evelyn through the gap of the brim.
Lucas could have had countless choices to spend the day. But somehow, his heart was always concerned about the girl he had just met last night. Evelyn's innocence, kindness and love for art all hooked his heart firmly like hooks. So, he had come to the vicinity of the gallery early, found such a hidden corner, and quietly watched every move of Evelyn.
He watched Evelyn's busy figure in the gallery. Her light movements and the enthusiasm for art on her face made the corners of his mouth curl up slightly unconsciously, revealing a faint smile. He thought to himself that this girl was like a beam of light, emitting a unique and charming glow in this complicated world.
However, Evelyn always seemed to vaguely feel that there was a gaze watching her. She stopped what she was doing, frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked out of the gallery. Her bright eyes seemed to be searching for something, scanning every corner of the street. But Lucas was hiding so well that she couldn't see the figure hidden in the shadows at all.
A trace of doubt rose in Evelyn's heart. She shook her head, thinking that perhaps she was just too sensitive. After all, she had experienced such a thing last night, and it was inevitable that she would be a bit jumpy. So, she continued to devote herself to her work and began to introduce the paintings to some visitors who came to visit. Her voice was clear and pleasant to the ear, and she explained everything in an orderly manner, telling the creative inspiration and artistic techniques behind each painting vividly. The visitors listened with great interest and nodded and praised from time to time. And all of this was quietly witnessed by Lucas, and his liking for Evelyn grew stronger unconsciously.
As time went by, more and more people came to visit the gallery, and Evelyn became even busier. She shuttled among the various exhibition halls, serving every guest enthusiastically. Lucas still stood quietly in the corner, just like a statue. Only his gaze always followed Evelyn and never left for a moment, as if just looking at her was a different kind of enjoyment.