Weak and enchanting

Facing a mansion that is more luxurious than Qi Jiexuan, when he opened the door it was empty and without any light, Li Shikuang wanted to hold Qi Zeyu's hand, but was pulled back in disgust, he rubbed the remaining warmth on his hand and walked forward lead the way.

I don’t know since when, Qi Zeyu has been afraid of the dark, especially when he is alone, the wider the space, the more he is afraid, and the more uneasy he wants to hide. Only in a place full of fillers can he feel at ease , but at this time there is no end in sight.

"There are no lockers here!"

Qi Zeyu frowned imperceptibly, that voice came at the most inappropriate time.

"Where do you want to hide this time?"

"There's no place to escape~"

"Alone, are you afraid?"

"Oh, your hands are shaking."

Qi Zeyu subconsciously pressed his hand.

"You only have me now."

"Not as good as..."

"Let's exchange."

It was as if a door suddenly opened in his mind, and the instant escape exit tempted him to make a choice...

"Xiao Yu, we are here."

Qi Zeyu was suddenly brought back to his senses by his words, and unknowingly came to a huge room, Qi Zeyu looked up, frowning uncomfortable.What catches the eye is the empty picture frame full of oppression and emptiness on the wall, but the outline of the central painting can be vaguely seen through the moonlight, and a golden oriole in the blue night in the painting is particularly eye-catching.

"Do you like it?" Li Shikuang showed a little excited expression: "I specially arranged it for you. From now on, this will be your special studio. Look! This is my custom-made easel and painting utensils, which are the most expensive ones nowadays. Materials, this set of paints are made by grinding gem powder by hand, it took me a lot of work. I know you like to use black, this box of paints is made by grinding powder by myself.

Although there is only one piece of "Yellow Oriole" hanging here now, we will have plenty of time in the future, and we can slowly fill up the frames one by one. In the future, this place will be filled with your paintings. There are not enough things prepared in a hurry, but you can add them slowly in the future. Let me know what you need at any time, and I will buy it for you. "

Li Shikuang talked a lot, but Qi Zeyu just listened silently, looking at the "Yellow Oriole" as if he was trying to remember, and asked after a long time: "Did I draw it?"

"That's right. This is your first oil painting. I bought it back from the original buyer after several twists and turns." Li Shikuang said a little proudly.

"It's not. It's not good. It's not good." Qi Zeyu's first oil painting is still in the bedroom at home. This is only the first one to be auctioned. He casually walked around to the workbench full of painting tools , picked up a paintbrush and looked at it.

Li Shikuang didn't care about it: "As long as it is drawn by you, Xiaoyu, I think it is good. After all, painting skills need to be honed slowly. Do you know that this painting is very important to me. I used to draw it every day. Look at it missing you." He caressed the outline of Qi Zeyu's face from the air: "That oriole is just like you, small and cute, even the night can't hide the light on your body."

Qi Zeyu put down his paintbrush and moved away from Li Shikuang, "I...have a lot of paintings, just to vent my emotions...not that good."

"Xiao Yu, you are the most talented person in painting I have ever met. As long as you stay by my side, I will take you to a wider world. Your achievements in painting are definitely more than that."

"It's not for me here. I never wanted to be famous, I don't care if something gets recognized or not, all I care about is...... I want to go back, when will you let me go ?" Qi Zeyu suddenly remembered that he was going back to celebrate with Qi Jiexuan tonight, and he seemed to have forgotten it just now.

"What do you care about?" Li Shikuang had a gloomy face, and the look of fading his smile was particularly ferocious. He didn't intend to let him go, so he took out a torn piece of paper from his arms, and slammed it on the table in front of Qi Zeyu: "Where are you going? This is your home. You have long been a member of the Li family, that is me! Your home is me, leave? Where do you want to go! You can only stay by my side."

"Jiexuan and I are in the same family." He retorted.

The last thing Li Shikuang wanted to hear was his name. He grabbed Qi Zeyu's shoulder and shouted at him: "He just robbed you! I found you first!"

"I don't know you!" Qi Zeyu was frightened, he broke away from his back and dared not face him, and suddenly felt pain in his head.

"You really don't know each other?"

A voice awakened the memory deep in my heart, and flashed in my mind were the white lanterns for sacrifice, the photo of my eldest brother, the screams, and the blood all over the place...

The third sister's voice sounded: "Xiaoyu, good boy, no matter what you hear, don't make a sound."

Turn around suddenly!There was only one rebuke in the darkness.

"Li Gui! How did you get in! Get out!"

Qi Zeyu suddenly remembered the scene that night, and his mind was constantly filled with terrible shouts.His body trembled uncontrollably. He habitually wanted to shrink his body and hide, but the moment he looked up, he found that the place was empty and dark. The fear in his heart was growing bigger and heavier like a huge wet sponge, pressing his chest and panting. Out of breath, he stood up tremblingly covering his ears and walked out the door, muttering: "I want to go home, I want to go home, I don't want to, I'm afraid, I want Jiexuan."

Li Shikuang grabbed Qi Zeyu who was about to go out and pulled him back, closed the door of the room heavily, and said to him viciously: "You can't go anywhere! You can't go to him! What good does Qi Jiexuan have? What can he do for you? I can give everything, only better than him! Xiaoyu! He just raised you as a bird in a cage. Does he understand the pain you express in your paintings? I understand your paintings! Your emotions, your fears, I understand! You are just trapped to death in his cage! Only me, Xiao Yu! Only I am really for your own good, I will give you the best life and the best space to play! I can do whatever you want for you!"

He grabbed Qi Zeyu's hand, stroked it carefully, and looked at him as if begging: "I will protect you, don't say you are leaving, okay?"