Omega married into a wealthy family

the other end.

Yuan Xin, who was standing in the alley, had never realized that he was so calm. Brother Xiao Lu was dead. He believed that with his character, these paintings would not be given to the Conservation Association even if they were burned to ashes, so those paintings must have been burned.

But he can't let Teacher Mu's works just disappear. Teacher Mu must leave something behind to prove that they have lived and the suffering that their Omega have suffered.

In just a few minutes, Yuan Xin stood in the alley and his mind was spinning rapidly. The winter sun climbed up from the ground. Yuan Xin's shivering body caught a little sunlight, but it was scorched even colder.

He closed his eyes and recalled all the images of the past few days in his mind. First, he was happily celebrating the New Year in his hometown, and he contacted Luo Jingcheng during the New Year's Eve.

That day, Luo Jingcheng said that Mr. Mu drew a picture.

Correct!

This is it.

Yuan Xin suddenly opened his eyes. He shook his body and ran outside. The driver sent by Mr. Fu had already left. It was impossible for him to take a taxi in this area. Yuan Xin didn't know how long he ran and how much sweat he sweated. He finally stopped a car when the sun was shining.

It is impossible to contact Luo Jingcheng, and now he is locked up.

At that time, Luo Jingcheng and the teacher were on vacation by the sea, which meant that only the three of them knew about the existence of this painting, but then Teacher Mu was arrested and Luo Jingcheng was imprisoned. Where did the painting go?

Will it still be in the hotel?

It is impossible for Yuan Xin to go to the hotel to look for it in an open and honest manner. First, it is too far away. Second, according to the way the association handles affairs, they will definitely search that hotel completely, and it is impossible to leave any Omega items behind.

Yuan Xin took out his mobile phone, thought about it and was still worried, so he sent a message to Mr. Fu asking him to find out if there was anything found in the hotel.

Soon, Mr. Fu returned a call.

"All their belongings were taken away at that time." Mr. Fu said in a calm voice, "But based on what I know about Mu Wan, he may have sent the painting back because he was too lazy to bring things."

Yuan Xin was taken aback: "Sent it back from abroad?"

Mr. Fu said: "The association does not know of this painting for the time being, and will not find out such details. I only need to check his call records in the past few days to know which international express company he chose. Don't worry, I I will bring this painting..." Mr. Fu paused, "and his ashes."

Yuan Xin didn't speak for a long time.

Strange to say, he just witnessed the death of his senior brother and was able to calmly search for the last chance of life, but after hearing Mr. Fu's voice, Yuan Xin felt the pain like an ant biting his bone.

It's probably because you relax that you feel the pain.

"Mr. Fu..." Yuan Xin subconsciously called him.

But Fu Shaohui suddenly said: "Xinxin, listen to me, you must leave there immediately, He Jin brought people here."

When Yuan Xin heard the demon's name, his pupils constricted subconsciously, and fear appeared in his eyes. He quickly pulled out of his emotions, straightened his back and said, "Don't worry, I'm already on my way home."

Mr. Fu should have a lot to say, but in the end he just said: "Xinxin, wait for me at home."

Yuan Xin let out a cry and hung up the phone.

For the next two days, Yuan Xin stayed in the villa obediently. He didn't even know how long it had passed, but there was a small belief in his heart that supported him.

Yuan Xin has been in contact with his parents for the past two days. According to Mr. Fu's order, the elders including Fu Ya were arranged in a safe place, and Yuan Min was also taken by them.

Yuan Min didn't understand what happened, but he was very sensitive by nature, every time he talked with Yuan Xin on the phone, he would cry, and when he hung up the phone, he was even more reluctant to let go, calling Dad over and over again.

Yuan Xin also hated him, but now Yuan Min is more dangerous by his side.

In fact, he didn't know what to do. There were too few Omega survivors, and they had fatal weaknesses. The underground organizations were all in jeopardy, and practical actions were even more impossible.

One is a powerful and wealthy violent organization, and the other is an unarmed, information-induced, passionate Omega. The gap in strength between them is too great.

But Yuan Xin doesn't want to face the predicament in the future, even if he can escape this purge, so what if Yuan Min is detected to be an Omega at the age of 14?Will he be able to protect his son then?

What can he do?

Yuan Xin thought about these questions over and over again, but he was like a blind man touching an elephant, when he touched the tentacles of the times, he might not even see his dark corners clearly.

Yuan Xin could only hold on to a faint hope to keep Teacher Mu's painting.

This little fire supported him, and Yuan Xin was determined to make himself stronger and more powerful, at least able to provide small help to those around him.

Holding this belief, Yuan Xin finally saw Mr. Mu's painting three days later.

It was still a bit cold that day, the sunny days were gone, and there was only a patter of rain outside the window. Mr. Fu came back from the outside wearing a raincoat. Yuan Xin saw his figure from the window, and hurried down the stairs.

Because of the unstable situation, all the aunts in the villa were sent away, and the room was very empty.Yuan Xin didn't even wear shoes, and stepped on the floor with bare feet, only making a light wind sound when running.

Mr. Fu was holding two things in his arms. After entering the door, he put them on the cabinet next to the door. As soon as he took off his raincoat, a figure threw himself into his arms, and his heart softened a little.

Fu Shaohui was tall and reliable even when he was gentle. He gently hugged Yuan Xin back, but was hugged even tighter by Omega.

Yuan Xin seemed to want to vent her emotions for the past few days, and used all her strength to hug Mr. Fu up, holding back her tears and not crying.

Mr. Fu touched his forehead and said softly, "It's all right."

It's impossible to be okay, Yuan Xin wouldn't be so stupid, he raised his head from Mr. Fu's arms, and looked straight into Fu Shaohui's eyes with peach blossom eyes.

Fu Shaohui said: "Let's go to the study."

Because he was afraid of getting the things brought back wet, the two things Fu Shaohui brought were wrapped tightly. After the two arrived in the study, Fu Shaohui put one of them on the table and the other on the sofa.

The two sat on the ground.

Yuan Xin knew what these two were. He pursed his lips and looked at the urn on the table: "Thank you, Shao Hui."

Fu Shaohui patted Yuan Xin on the forehead: "Nonsense, do you need to thank me for this kind of thing?"

Yuan Xin bowed his head for a while, and said with some difficulty: "Shao Hui, what should we do with the teacher's ashes?"

Fu Shaohui said: "He used to like painting mountains and waters, so let's send him into his favorite landscapes in the future."

Yuan Xin nodded and didn't speak for a while. He seemed to think for a long time before finally making up his mind: "Mr. Fu, did you see Teacher Mu's body?"

Fu Shaohui looked at Yuan Xin and said softly, "Do you want to listen?"

Yuan Xin nodded, and bravely looked at Mr. Fu.

"According to the habits of the Omega Association, they actually like to take organs from living people, but Mu Wan committed suicide. He was already dead when he was sent there, and taking organs would be useless."

"But in order to find out the cause of death, or to have an explanation, they still dissected Mu Wan. When I arrived, they had already sent him to the morgue. There were many numbered cabinets there, just like drawers. You need to They will pull the body out of the cabinet when they see anyone."

Yuan Xin had watched TV and knew that kind of mortuary, so he gently asked Mr. Fu, "Is it cold in there?"

Fu Shaohui held his hand and conveyed the warmth of his body to Yuan Xin: "It's very cold, there is air-conditioning coming out, but this is the only way to preserve the corpse. Xinxin, when I saw Mu Wan, he was no longer in pain. .”

Yuan Xin hummed lightly.

During this conversation, Yuan Xin was very calm. He just wanted to know about Mu Wan's dying condition. Yuan Xin felt that he could hold on.

He hugged Mr. Fu and opened the posthumous work on the ground.

This is an oil painting.

Mu Wan created traditional Chinese paintings all her life, and her paintings all her life were landscapes, plants, and trees. She didn't even depict animals. There was only one portrait, but it was strangely oil paintings.

This is not a pure portrait as Luo Jingcheng said, but a sea.

From a painter's point of view, he stands on a high place and looks at a light blue sea. The waves are beating against the shore, and layers of foam are piled up on the sandy beach, but there is a young boy in white standing on the beach.

The boy turned his back to the painter and faced the sea. His white shirt and black hair were blown by the sea breeze. His body was slightly sideways, with his hands open to face the wind, as if he wanted to look back at the painter, but he didn’t really Look over here.

He is looking at the sea.

The painter doesn't know whether he is looking at the sea or the people, but the sea and the people are left behind in his works, but the sea and the people are far away from him, and he just looks at it from a high place.

It was probably a joke, Mu Wan didn't leave any mark on it, but Luo Jingcheng next to him shamelessly left three words: Sea of ​​Happiness.

Yuan Xin can probably imagine that Mr. Mu hates Luo Jingcheng for pestering him so much. He must have been pestered when he painted this painting. He wished he could kick this little bastard Luo Jingcheng away. He told Luo Jingcheng to go away by himself. Standing by the seaside of the hotel, then Mu Wan stood in the hotel room and quickly completed the work.

When drawing Luo Jingcheng, the teacher's brush must have been very fast, and he was unwilling to paint this annoying young man, but at the end of the day, his gaze was fixed on the boy by the sea for a long time, so that the brush stayed on the canvas for too long. A striking white scar was left on the boy's wrist.

This is the most unqualified painting Yuan Xin has ever seen of Mu Wan, but anyone who has just glanced at this painting can understand the painter's mood.

Mu Wan fell in love with the boy in white.

But it is out of reach, just like the foam on the sea of ​​happiness, it will explode and dissipate with a slight touch.

At that moment, Yuan Xin felt as if his heart had been stabbed severely, and screamed out in pain: "Teacher..."

"Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"why……"

Why most of them are fine, obviously everything is warm and happy, the teacher can sell tens of millions of paintings, is respected, and has sponsored countless people, Luo Jingcheng lives better, carefree only knows to be honest about himself love.

Obviously they are not the saddest people anymore, they live better and better than most people, they can even be said to be the so-called "superior people", but why did the world turn upside down in just one night, and human life became worse than that of animals? Still cheap?

why?

why?

why! ?