I miss you by the stars

The art exhibition host received the instruction and stepped forward with a smile on his face.

Yu Xi glanced lightly at Shu Xing who was beside him, and lightly pulled the red velvet cloth with one hand, his eyes were shining with strange excitement.

Holding the other end of the velvet cloth with her is an old man with white beard, Yu Xi has a little impression of his appearance.Jiang Yi loves painting, but because she doesn't like it, she doesn't talk to her much, but occasionally when Jiang Yi browses the news, she will more or less catch a glimpse.

The white-bearded old man is a famous painter. After he got older, his works became less, but because of his status as a master, he commented on other paintings without hesitation.

Shu Xing looked at it quietly, knowing that if her new works were affirmed by him, her future development in the domestic painting circle would flourish.

Host: "Now, let us usher in the most anticipated moment——"

The old man nodded to Shu Xing, and lightly lifted the velvet cloth with her, Yu Xi almost subconsciously turned his eyes away.

The strong and colliding tones almost broke into her eyes like a rampaging truck, causing a sharp pain.

Reminds her of her unhappy childhood.

Her mother is not crazy all the time, she sometimes paints in that low tile house, in spring or autumn, the outside is light and green, with continuous rain, even this dilapidated village is dragged into the boundless gentle.

Little Yu Xi was peeping by the door, the light came in through the patio, the back of the woman in the white dress was amazingly beautiful, and there was tenderness in the emptiness, Yu Xi was bewitched by such a scene, and mustered up her courage Go in: "Mom..."

But was pushed to the ground by the woman, and stared at her in a blink of an eye, with a blazing and crazy light in his eyes: "Where did you come from? Even you want to destroy my painting?"

Yu Xi once fell in embarrassment and bumped her head against the corner of the cabinet, and a burst of warmth came over her. At that time, she knew that it was blood, which trickled down her forehead, stained her eyelashes, and turned half of her world into red, and even her drawing board The already strong contrasting color on it looks even weirder.

Yu Xi is afraid of those paintings, and also hates them. In her heart, those paintings robbed her mother.

Not to mention that every time her mother went crazy, grandma wiped her tears and begged someone to tie it with rope, and her mother struggled on the wooden bed and howled like a small animal.

People in the village always look at those paintings and shake their heads: "A person who can draw these things can be mentally normal?"

There was a lot of exclamation and applause at the scene, which brought Yu Xi back to the exhibition site from her past thoughts.

Shu Xing's past paintings did not cause Yu Xi's strong reaction, because she used light and elegant colors, and the feeling of spring wind and rain is just like her own.But Yu Xi can see that those paintings have no soul, and they are not considered the best works.

Shu Xing was previously well-known among the emerging painters in China, most of which was due to her family background, and many artists were hired to carry her sedan chairs.

This time, her style has changed drastically, which can be regarded as a breakthrough in herself. As soon as the unveiling was unveiled, it immediately aroused the interest of the audience.

Shu Xing, however, had his usual humble and obedient smile, half-lidded his eyelids, and peeked at the white-bearded old man with his fingers twisted.

This leading painter is different from those in the past. She can't be bought with a few pieces of art from her family.

Finally, the old man cleared his throat: "This painting has a unique language of creation, and it is extremely subtle when you look closely..." There are a lot of beautiful words.

Shu Xing stretched his shoulders and looked at Yu Xi with a smile.

Her future is stable.

When the crowd had enough praise, they finally dispersed from the painting. Shu Xing came over to try to hold Yu Xi's arm, but Yu Xi pulled it away without a trace, as if casually asking, "Where did the inspiration for this painting come from?"

Shu Xing smiled vaguely: "After having a certain life experience, I want to challenge abstraction."

Yu Xi took out her mobile phone: "Can I take a picture?"

Shu Xing raised her lips: "It seems that this is the first time you are interested in my paintings."

After a while, Yu Xi asked Shu Xing: "I have two friends nearby, can I invite them over?"

Shu Xing's solo exhibition has been promoted on the Internet, and it has caused a little heated discussion among young people, but she did this only to gain popularity, and the invitation letter was sent out very strictly, which means "it's hard to get a ticket".

At this time, she frowned at Yu Xi, and said playfully: "Of course I will give you your face."

At the end of her eyes, when Yu Xi brought two people over, she was receiving congratulations from an artist: "You are still so young, your future is limitless..."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

The clear and charming voice came, as light as a peach blossom wind, without any deliberate coquettishness, just the way of biting the accent made people feel that there was a hook in the words.

Shu Xing was taken aback.

She never thought that the friend Yu Xi invited was Jiang Yi, but when she cast her gaze over, the people beside Jiang Yi made her face change even more.

It was a young girl, her fingertips were trembling, she opened her mouth and asked, "Shu Xing, why did you plagiarize?"

Shu Xing's family gathered around, and her father and cousin, as successful businessmen, had an overwhelming aura: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, you will be jailed."

Shu Xing's mother hugged her to comfort her, looking graceful and luxurious, glaring at the girl.

The family's siege suddenly seemed that the girl was weak.

Jiang Yi lightly supported the girl's shoulders, like a backing: "Don't be afraid."

The girl gathered herself together: "My name is Yang Zhen, and I am a freshman in the Academy of Fine Arts. I am responsible for every word I say today."

"Shu Xing's painting is a plagiarism of my work."

Someone at the scene started recording.

Shu Xing looked aggrieved: "When I came up, I sprayed blood... What evidence do you have?"

Yu Xi thought, if she didn't know so many things behind it, she might really be deceived by such an expression.

Jiang Yi answered, "Of course there is evidence."

The whole thing is simple to say, Yang Zhen is an art student who was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts from a small town. She is poor and has no background. Her paintings are taken by Shu Xing. It is easy to enter the studio of the Academy of Fine Arts. She took pictures of Yang Zhen's paintings and went back to her own studio for subtle "re-creation".

She refuted with confidence at the moment, nothing more than because Yang Zhen's abstract paintings were all her own interests when she was still laying the groundwork in her freshman year at the Academy of Fine Arts, and she would not submit them to the teacher as exercises.Even if the matter is exposed, how can it be clear which one was created first?She could say that Yang Zhen plagiarized her.

But in the end, she was guilty and didn't want this painting to be seen by a wider range of people. The invitation letter was extremely strict, and it was enough for her to become famous in the niche high-end art circle. She didn't plan to sell this painting. In the future, I will only say that I collect it and never show it to others.

The only thing I didn't expect was that Jiang Yi said, "I am Yang Zhen's sponsor."

From the matter of Yuxi, Jiang Yi found out how many talented girls were buried in mountain villages and small towns. After getting her money back, she began to support them on a large scale.

She loves to paint, and several art students have been sponsored by her, among which Yang Zhen is the one she is most optimistic about.

Much like her favorite painter, You You, her talent burns like fire, and nothing can stop her.

It is very difficult for young artists who have not entered the circle to sell their works, so Shu Xing took it for granted that Yang Zhen's paintings were just practice, but at this moment Jiang Yi took out her mobile phone and showed her: "Look at the release time."

Shu Xing's face became even uglier.

Jiang Yidao: "Back then, Yinger's paintings were not accepted in China because they were too cutting-edge, and they were first popular abroad before spreading them back, remember?"

Jiang Yi found a small Danish gallery she met when she was filming, and put Yang Zhen's paintings on shelves for consignment, more than half a year ago.However, Shu Xing showed off his skills shortly after the painting was finished. The inside of the thick layer of paint was not completely dry, and an expert could tell the order in which the two painted at a glance.

This is an inning.

Let Shu Xing think that Jiang Yi and Ye Xingzhou are on good terms again, Yu Xi is impulsive and sad, and he has an opportunity to take advantage of.

Yu Xi had to get involved in today's art exhibition, take pictures of the paintings and send them to Jiang Yi who was waiting outside. After confirming that they were plagiarized, let Jiang Yi and Yang Zhen expose them in public.

This is because the Shu family is very powerful, and if they are exposed in advance, they are always worried that they will have room for mediation.

Jiang Yi said: "I have called the police. When you go to secretly shoot, you can perfectly stagger Yang Zhen's time in the studio. I'm afraid it has something to do with Yang Zhen's roommate."

After the police checked Shu Xing's cell phone, they would find another thing.

Shu Xing was the mastermind behind the large-scale online violence against Jiang Yi. If it hadn't been revealed that Yang Zhen had plagiarized Yang Zhen, with the power of the Shu family, they might never have the opportunity to check Shu Xing's phone and let her have sex with the cyberbully. Liaison with the executive team becomes substantive evidence.

A solo exhibition that was meant to be popular with emerging painters has turned into a farce where the police come to lead people.

When Yu Xi followed Jiang Yi out of the exhibition hall, Jiang Yi glanced at the corner of the street, where a white-haired old man was boarding a luxury car.

Yu Xi: "You know him?"

It was the old man who spoke to her just now.

Jiang Yi shook his head: "It doesn't count as acquaintance."

Strictly speaking, she met this old man once, it was a party, and the mysterious old man was an existence that even Ye Xingzhou respected.Just mentioning Ye Xingzhou always made Yu Xi unhappy, so she suppressed it.

Unexpectedly, Yu Xi took the initiative to mention: "Well, Ye Xingzhou..."

Jiang Yi looked at her from the end of his eyes.

"Have you been discharged from the hospital?"

"I do not know."

Yu Xi was surprised: "I don't know?"

She and Jiang Yi didn't contact each other for a few days, and Jiang Yi went to the hospital every day, of course it was to show Shu Xing.But Yu Xi thought that Jiang Yi's concern for Ye Xingzhou was also true.

"Why should I know?" Jiang Yidan said, his eyes drifted away with the spring breeze, and landed on the roadside fruit stall: "Do you want to eat oranges?"

"what?"

Jiang Yi led her over, with his hands behind his back, with a soft and serious expression, carefully picking and choosing from a bunch of fruits, Yu Xi was moved by her appearance, but was always distracted by Shu Xing and Ye Xingzhou.

"Is it okay to eat blood oranges? They look fresh."

"okay."

She had nothing to do, Jiang Yi picked and weighed a few, and went to the boss to buy a fruit knife and wet tissues.

I found a bench, lightly scratched a few blood orange peels, and sat on the side of the road to peel the orange leisurely.

Yu Xi was confused by her, so: "Hey, Jiang Yi..."

Jiang Yi stuffed a peeled orange into her hand: "Eat it."

She had no choice but to pick it up and take a bite, watching Jiang Yi take a wet tissue and slowly wipe her fair fingers one by one. The excessive beauty attracted the spring breeze to play with her hair, and she tilted her head in the gust of wind and asked: "Do you know how big a human heart is?"

"It's the size of an orange in your hand."

Yu Xi looked down at the blood orange in his hand, the orange petal tissue oozes dark red juice, it really looks like blood, Yu Xi: ...

Trick her on purpose?

Jiang Yi smiled so that her shoulders swayed lightly, like a luxuriant plant by the stream: "Okay, kid." With a smile on her brows, she looked softly at Yu Xi: "I want to say that the human heart is very tender. It's small and can't hold a lot of things."

The orange juice flowed over Yuxi's fingertips, which were sticky from the sun.

Jiang Yi took the orange from her hand, put it on one side of the orange peel for the time being, took Yu Xi's hand, put each finger into his mouth, and lightly licked the fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

That burst of touch went straight down the spine, like sticky dandelion seeds flying around, itchy enough to scratch the heart and liver.

In the afternoon of spring, the first time the sun showed the meaning of drying people, there were fewer pedestrians on the street who were afraid of the sun, and the benches on the side of the road also appeared quiet. In a flash it becomes a painting again.

Jiang Yi took out a wet tissue, wiped off the remaining orange juice on her fingers, smiled and held it against her chest, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes, hiding mountains, rivers, lakes and seas and said to her: "People who are entangled in the past are entangled in the past. With everything together, I have long since let go."

"Guess what can only fit here now?"

Yu Xi's fingertips curled up slightly, she couldn't tell whether the throbbing heartbeat came from her fingertips or her own chest, she couldn't tell the long-awaited answer, but those lingering peach blossom eyes looked at her, not allowing her to miss this question.

Jiang Yi asked her to see clearly and think clearly, as now only Yu Xi is reflected in her pupils.

The bottom of her heart is the same.

Then, a soft and moist kiss came over, with the smell of pollen pervading.

Yu Xi's first reaction was to instinctively want to earn money, feeling that she was not worthy of this kiss, but Jiang Yi's fingers held her face with unquestionable strength to prevent her from escaping, and the fresh aroma of freshly peeled oranges wafted from his fingertips .

The boundless gentleness drowned all impulsiveness and awkwardness. After Jiang Yi let go of her gently, Yu Xi nodded and apologized: "It's my fault."

"I shouldn't have rushed over to beat Ye Xingzhou without knowing the truth of the matter."

If Chen Wenxun heard her say this, he would be scared to death.

After all, the old man did not know how many calls she had made in the past three days, from Buddhist cause and effect to the origin of human beings, but she did not even get a single acknowledgment.

Jiang Yi has always been the one who has a way with her, and all his temper has turned into willingness.

She even offered to apologize to Ye Xingzhou, and asked Jiang Yi on the way: "You went to the hospital a few days ago and didn't see Ye Xingzhou, what did you do?"

Jiang Yi shook her swan-like neck lightly: "Traditional Chinese medicine treats the shoulder and neck, and slowly relieves the old injuries left by filming."

He also seriously commented: "Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and it is much more comfortable."

Seeing Ye Xingzhou's gloomy face, Yu Xi tensed her shoulders habitually, but Jiang Yi's calmness made her relax again.

After apologizing, he emphasized to Ye Xingzhou: "This is an apology for beating you at Jianing Group last time, not for beating you at Shancheng Hospital last time."

"That should be hit. If you can't figure out what to do to her, I will still hit."

Ye Xingzhou stared at the jade Pixiu on the desk, her power was expanding in all aspects, but he didn't expect Jiang Yi to find someone who would punch her as soon as he came up.

Jiang Yi accompanied her to the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology, walked to the corridor outside He Zhang's office, met He Qinan, saw the two of them almost thought he had misjudged the person, rubbed his eyes and rushed over.

"Why are you so impulsive?" asked Yu Xi.

"Run to hit someone..." He Qinan wanted to cry again as he said, "It's fine if you suspend yourself. Sister Jiang Yi could still fight for the role, but now it's too involved, and it's completely useless!"

"Do you know how hard she worked to play this role well?"

Yu Xi's breath was unsteady, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists by his legs.

Why doesn't she know, she knows best.

Jiang Yi hugged He Qinan to comfort him, and then said to Yu Xi: "You go in first."

Knocking on the door of He Zhang's office, Yu Xi was very obedient: "He Yuan, I was wrong."

"Have you figured it out now? You know you're wrong?" He Zhang slapped her on the table: "I'm telling you! It's late!"

I thought Yu Xi was going to blow up again, but he didn't want to be uncharacteristic, so he still stood with his head bowed.

He Zhang was even more angry, wondering why he had gone so early, staring at Yu Xi's head and said: "You have to accept the psychological test in the hospital."

"what?"

He Zhang knew that she couldn't accept it.

To the haughty young man, this seemed almost insulting.

Yu Xi took two deep breaths and said in a muffled voice, "I accept."

He Zhang was taken aback, digging out his ears, thinking he had heard wrong.

When Yu Xi raised her head, He Zhang saw that there was a trace of blood red at the end of her eyes, which was not the usual pale color that she was about to cry, but seemed to be stimulated by something deeper in her heart, and her whole body shook accordingly.

But repeated in his mouth: "I accept."

He asked again in a hoarse voice: "If my matter is over, can the higher-ups reconsider the matter of Jiang Yi's role?"

Coming out of the office, He Qinan was startled when he saw her appearance. He had accumulated a lot of scolding words and couldn't utter them, so he asked first: "What's wrong with you? Did He Yuan scold you?"

Yuxi shook his head.

Jiang Yi asked: "How is the suspension?"

"I'll come to the courtyard again tomorrow, and someone from above wants to talk to me." She just said it was a talk.

It was evening when Jiang Yi took her home, and the smell of food soon came from the kitchen.

Facing the two dishes, she didn't have any appetite. She always lost her mind to count the red and white squares on the tablecloth, and finally put down her chopsticks in compromise: "I'm sorry, I don't have any appetite."

Jiang Yi's voice was very soft: "If you can't eat it, don't force it."

Yu Xi put away the dishes and went to wash, walked out of the kitchen, and saw Jiang Yi sitting on the sofa flipping through the script.

He walked over and asked, "Can I see it?"

Jiang Yi glanced at her and handed it over.

Turning two pages, the acid in my heart is like the lemon juice in the chicken wings tonight, which makes people frown with astringency.

It was a web drama more bizarre than the vampire queen. The female tattooist had alienated eyes of different colors, and could see the evil spirits in the patterns she had tattooed, so she had to eliminate them one by one.

Yu Xi thought, just because of Jiang Yi's perfect glance when she played the young Ni Weilian, she deserves something better than this.

If Jiang Yi successfully played Ni Weilian until it was released, she could have gotten something better than this.

She returned the script to Jiang Yi, her lower lips trembled twice, but she didn't say anything in the end, she just said dully: "I'm going downstairs for a walk."

"Want me to accompany you?"

Shaking his head.

Jiang Yi didn't force it: "Then, don't come back too late."

When he went downstairs, he stole the pack of cigarettes that Jiang Yi occasionally smoked when he was acting, and walked along the road on the left outside the gate of the community, and a shallow river appeared in front of him.

The night breeze caught the cold, and drilled into the deepest part of memory:

Standing up for Meng Chenchen in college, pinning Jin Xiaoning to the ground and beating him;

When I was in high school, I saw my cousin Cao Xuan being bullied, and I rushed up to the tall and burly gangster with a cold face;

Forced by her aunt to drop out of school and get married, a beer bottle hit her on the head...

Yu Xi stared at the ripples on the river surface in the night, what was deliberately shielded in the past, like a ghostly ghost in her heart——

In fact, she has always felt that at those moments, she would almost have a flash of joy in her heart.

Like a wild beast that has been imprisoned for a long time, it comes out of the cage with a roar, and the blood is surging.

She lit a cigarette, and the familiar smell similar to that of Jiang Yi comforted her, but made her even more sad.

The memory goes back even further. When I was a child, I still lived at my grandmother’s house. Boys from the same village chased her and threw stones:

"A big lunatic begets a little lunatic, don't bother with the little lunatic!"

She picked up rocks and threw them back at the snotty boys. The image of her mother being tied up by ropes in her mind made her not know how to refute.

More and more silent, sharp in silence.

Yu Xi closed her eyes in a puff of smoke, opened them again, turned her palms over, and looked at her pulse with the scarlet light of the cigarette end.

She didn't get any love from her mother, the more she yearned for it, the more stingy her mother became, until one calm afternoon, she walked into a river close to her eyes.

Didn't get love, but got manic blood?

How ironic.

It was late at night and I didn't know what time, and the sound of rutting on the road behind me became less.

Looking at the residential buildings in the distance, there are a few scattered households, shining with warm yellow light.

She has always longed for a home, but she doesn't know if she is worthy of it.

I wanted to spend the night outside, but I was afraid that Jiang Yi would be worried, so I dragged my feet back.

When she walked to the entrance, she saw the living room and bedroom with the lights turned off. It was the solitary space she wanted, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yi has already fallen asleep, knowing her to the point of making her feel guilty.

After changing his shoes, he walked in again, startled——

Only a lamp was left in the dining room to light up a bowl of porridge on the dining table, making the monotonous white look warm.

It seemed to be responding to her question just now - among thousands of lights, does she deserve to have one of her own?

On the note was Jiang Yiqingli's words: "Come and eat hot." Plus a smiling face.

The grains of white rice fall into the stomach, and it also burns people's hearts.

After taking a shower and getting under the quilt, Jiang Yi who was lying on his side was very quiet.

But she knew that Jiang Yi was not asleep, and leaned over like a wounded animal, hugging her slender waist.

Jiang Yi reached out and patted the back of her hand twice.

The touch in the dark is softer than a kiss.

For the first time, a ridiculous idea came to her mind - if someone like her left, would it be better for Jiang Yi?

******

Doing a psychological test the next day, the tip of the pen rustled across the page.

She has been a top student for so many years, and it was the first time she experienced the panic of naked exams. She didn't know how many A's and how many D's added together would lead her to the abyss of eternal doom.

After handing in the paper, she asked blankly, "How long will it take for the result?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, a psychiatrist will come to talk to you in detail."

Walking out of the closed office, he could finally breathe again, but the hand holding the pen was still shaking. Jiang Yi sat by the window, his hands were warmed by the spring sun shining in, stroking Yu Xi's back lightly.

He Qinan waited with his back against the wall, but was stopped by Jiang Yi's gentle eyes, and swallowed the question he wanted to ask.

Jiang Yi didn't ask himself, and walked out of the Aerospace Academy, just chatting in the afternoon: "Want to eat ice cream?"

Yu Xi's mind was full of those questions just now, and his reaction was a bit slow, Jiang Yi had already walked away.

When he came back with two ice creams, a luxury car he had seen stopped in front of Yu Xi.

The man in the suit got out of the car: "Miss Yu?"

"If you are free, my boss wants to talk to you about something."

Yu Xi's first reaction was: How could a liar trick her?It's clear that she doesn't look easy to mess with.

Frowning and just about to refuse, the car window opened, revealing a somewhat familiar face: "Miss Yu, don't doubt that I'm a liar."

It was the old man who spoke to her at Shu Xing's art exhibition.

Yu Xi took the business card and lowered her eyes - [Longzhan Group, Wen Yuan].

The old man said gently: "What I want to talk to you about is related to your mother."

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-1515:12:43~2022-06-1616:51:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Huosen;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: The middle piece of watermelon is for you to eat, Mu Chenyan, Hu Tang, Walking in the Sun, estl'amour, Zhaohai, Yang Buyang, an egg tart, Six 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：小猪瑞秋10瓶；可期8瓶；不知名靓仔5瓶；Achen61、锅包肉2瓶；煎饼go子、九千七1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!