Sudden HE with the villain

"What is this?" The child stretched out his fleshy hand, pointing to a painting.

In the painting, thorns are entangled, a few delicate roses are in full bloom, and a bird with a yellow chest and fiery red wings is piercing its body on the thorns and singing with tears of blood.

A little bit of blood sprinkled on the thorns, like bright red gems, is more beautiful than roses.

The woman bent down, her peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and explained softly: "This is a bird without feet. She was born to fly non-stop, just to find a thorn tree that belongs to her. When she finally finds it, she will put Stabbing her body on the longest and sharpest thorn, she sang for the only and last time in her life."

"When the singing sounds, everything is silent, the world is silent, and everything in the world will be immersed in this incomparably beautiful sound."

"It's a bird born just to hunt."

The child couldn't understand the story of only chasing a tree all his life, and he was in a daze with his fingers in his mouth, his dark eyes didn't blink, and he just murmured: "The bird is bleeding."

Gu Xiyue smiled, patted the child's head, and walked away slowly.

The flash lights up, and countless microphones are in front of her.

"Miss Gu, since you held your first art exhibition, you have become famous in one fell swoop and have been named the most talented young artist. May I ask if your talent for painting has been revealed since childhood?"

Gu Xiyue raised her lips, and smiled decently and calmly, "I think about it, probably yes, I have been drawing pictures in textbooks since I was a child, and I often scribble them in a mess."

The reporters laughed.

Another person asked: "Your famous work is "Pursuit", what is your source of inspiration? Why did you name it "Pursuit?"

Gu Xiyue smiled and said: "Because when I was young, I once encountered a miracle. In my later life, I was like a thorn bird without feet, always looking for it, never daring to stop, and only looking forward to being with you." Her reunion."

"Why is it called chasing?" Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, her voice was gentle, "because I have been chasing her."

After a while, Gu Xiyue raised her hand and looked at her watch, "It's getting late, I can only answer the last question."

A female reporter squeezed in and asked first: "May I ask why you always hang that pair of, uh, relatively abstract portraits in the center of the art exhibition? Do you want to try a new style?"

Hearing these words, Gu Xiyue's smile froze slightly.

In the center of the delicate and fresh art exhibition, a very rough stick figure occupies the most conspicuous position.It seems to be just the graffiti of the students in class, and it can even be said to be a bit ugly.

Jagged hair, a triangular face, two small flowers falling where the eyes would have been, and a cherry with a stem for the mouth.

"That's not a painting," she corrected seriously, "it has a name, it's called "Beauty". This painting made me see a miracle, so it will always be the most precious in my heart. The time is up, goodbye."

She waved her hand and left the art exhibition with a smile. After getting into the car, her smile faded immediately.

Assistant Xiao Liu asked: "Sister Gu, are you leaving so early today?"

Gu Xiyue straightened her long hair and said softly, "Today is Valentine's Day."

Xiao Liu opened her mouth wide in surprise. Ever since she became the assistant of this talented painter, she has never seen her get close to anyone. Why did a lover suddenly appear?

"You...are you dating people?"

Gu Xiyue looked out the window.

At this time, the car had already driven to the square, and many young people were shopping in pairs, and several children holding roses were selling along the street.A joyous and lively atmosphere.

She saw a thin girl who was dressed a little embarrassingly, her hands holding the flowers were already red from the cold, and she didn't know how long she stood in the cold wind, the flowers were limp.

"Stop the car, I'm going to buy a bunch of flowers."

Xiao Liu persuaded: "Sister, go to the flower shop to buy. The roses on this street have been picked for a long time, and the quality is not good." He glanced at the rearview mirror, the woman was wearing sunglasses, her lips were pursed into a straight line , You can feel the coldness from her body from a long distance.

"Okay, okay, you go to buy, do you have cash?"

Gu Xiyue nodded, walked up to the girl, and said softly, "How many flowers do you have here? I bought them all."

The girl was surprised and delighted after hearing this, and when she looked up at her, her eyes showed surprise and obsession, and she murmured: "Sister, take a good look."

Gu Xiyue laughed, and found a few more red banknotes in her wallet.

The girl hurriedly waved her hands, "Too many, too many! These are only 50 yuan."

Unexpectedly, the sister in front of her squatted down and stuffed Qian Qiang into her hand, "Can you give me a word of blessing?"

The girl thought for a while, and said crisply: "I wish my sister and the person I like will last forever and be in love forever!"

Gu Xiyue hooked her lips and took the rose, "I like this blessing very much, thank you."

Seeing this scene in the car, Xiao Liu suddenly realized that Sister Gu had pity on this girl.Sister Gu is really kind-hearted, he thought, but he just doesn't know which man is worthy of her.

Gu Xiyue returned to the small villa she bought in the suburbs.

This artistic villa has a large courtyard with flowers and willows and lush green grass.

She walked to the bedroom on the second floor, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door.

The room was dark and cold, but still no miracle happened.

Gu Xiyue sighed, and quickly cheered up again, put the roses in a vase, then walked to the window, opened the curtains, and a large piece of warm sunlight poured in, making the small room brighten up.

"Today is Valentine's Day," she said softly, "you don't even send me a bouquet of flowers."

The woman on the bed closed her eyes tightly and stretched her eyebrows, as if she was sleeping peacefully.

Gu Xiyue walked to the bed, squatted down, and held the woman's cold hand, "But it's okay, look, I bought you flowers."

She gently rubbed her face against the back of the woman's hand, and sighed softly: "Qingping, you need to wake up earlier."

The operation ten years ago actually failed.

At that time, thanking their father and mother had already given up. It was only the 16-year-old Gu Xiyue who begged in a low voice at that time, which made them not choose to unplug the ventilator.

"Auntie Xie is married to Uncle Ji now, and your younger brother is about to graduate from primary school. By the way, he looks a bit like you. He is a schoolboy in their school. And Uncle Xie also married another wife and had children in Country A," Gu Xi Yue poked the woman's cheek with her finger, and said with a smile: "I will support you in the future. If you don't listen to me, I won't want you and throw you out."

"Hey, don't be annoyed, I'm just kidding. Qingping, do you know what my mother said when she passed away?" She simply slept next to the woman, with her arms around her thin waist, "She asked me to take care of you. It's not a matter of course Well, my dowry was given to you by my mother early in the morning, and I will never get married again, so I might as well make do with you."

"Hey, you are not allowed to be a hands-off shopkeeper like this, you have to be responsible to me!"

"Qingping Qingping, wake up quickly." Gu Xiyue closed her eyes and rested her head on the woman's shoulder, "I'm really tired. Today they asked me why the painting was called "Pursuing". I said, because I've been chasing you."

"But wait for me, I've been chasing you so hard, so don't go forward, stop and wait for me, okay? Don't leave me alone, now I only have you..."

"Qingping, do you know that I am most afraid of being left behind?"

Tears rolled down his eyes, soaking the pillowcase.She was no longer the weak and pitiful girl she used to be, but she still couldn't help crying when she faced her sleeping lover.

"Today is Valentine's Day, and we haven't had a Valentine's Day yet. Actually, actually, at that time, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. I was really, really happy when you approached me that day."

Gu Xiyue babbled and said a lot.She would talk to Qingping like this every day, wanting to share every bit of her daily life with her, even if Qingping couldn't hear it, it didn't matter.

A soft sigh sounded in her ear.

Gu Xiyue's body was stiff, she didn't dare to open her eyes, she only suspected that she was having auditory hallucinations.The tears on her face were gently wiped away, and the man's voice was soothing like a spring breeze, penetrating into her soul.

"Don't cry."

Gu Xiyue opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the woman with gentle eyes in disbelief, her lips trembled, but she didn't make a sound.

The corners of Qingping's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled and said, "I stopped."

Stop and wait for you.

"Qingping?" Gu Xiyue blankly raised her hand to touch her face.

Qingping grabbed her wrist and said softly: "It's not a dream, I woke up."

In fact, she woke up early in the morning, but by then Gu Xiyue had already gone to the art exhibition.Qingping got out of bed, drank a bowl of porridge, exercised his rusty body, and surprised the aunt who came to clean it.

When Qingping learned from his aunt that Gu Xiyue had been supporting her by herself for the past ten years, her heart had already softened to a puddle of spring water, and she felt distressed and moved.

I wanted to rest and surprise her again, but I didn't expect to fall asleep again as soon as I got on the bed, and I heard this person's true confession just after waking up.

"Look, I'm real."

Gu Xiyue was stunned, and after an unknown amount of time, she finally came to her senses and threw herself into Qingping's arms and wept softly.

Qingping patted her on the back, "Okay, okay, don't cry. I will be responsible for you." She thought of something, and smiled softly, "It's just that I have nothing now, and I can't even support myself... "

Gu Xiyue clutched her skirt and refused to let go. After hearing these words, she sniffed and said intermittently: "I, I... support you."

"What did you say?"

"I said," her voice was a little louder, "I will support you, as long as you don't leave me behind. I can make money now, and you are not allowed to leave me alone!"

Qing Ping hugged her in his arms, with a smile in his voice, "Okay, you will be my benefactor from now on, I just ask Painter Gu not to leave me with nothing."

Gu Xiyue snorted softly, her emotions slowly eased, "Who said you have nothing?" She pointed outside, "Here, this house was bought in your name. Everything here belongs to you .”

"how about you?"

Gu Xiyue blushed slowly, and whispered, "I'm yours too."

Valentine's Day has not yet passed, the two of them nestled in the quilt, hugged each other tightly, and it was night before they knew it.

"It's been good for you for the past ten years. You've been lying on the bed and left everything to me alone." Gu Xiyue complained softly, but there was no trace of blame in her tone.

Qingping smiled, "I just had a very long dream."

Gu Xiyue asked curiously, "What dream?"

Qingping tilted his head and glanced out of the window, the Milky Way was brilliant, and the Big Dipper hung high in the sky.

She said: "This is a long, long story. Let me tell you slowly. Long, long ago, before the chaos opened, there were nine stars hanging in the sky..."