Laws of Spirit Recycling

When they got back into the car and returned to the narrow space inside the car, the distance between them suddenly narrowed. Such a change of getting closer made Yu Yan feel that he should take advantage of this to say something.Accompanied by the sound of rain, he spoke in an unquiet but unusually comfortable atmosphere.

"Besides, I heard from a human being who studies art that the best time to start learning to draw is between the ages of 3 and 6. Did you also start drawing at that stage?" Yu Yan found a chat with someone he was more interested in Entrance.

"No, I started drawing in the first grade."

Yu Yan calculated: "First grade...that's about seven years old, so late to start? Did your parents force you to learn it?"

Under the dim rain bed, Wu Jiu's pale face looked a bit sick, he said: "I want to learn it myself, I like painting."

"Because you like it, you can achieve something in the end, but this also proves that you are very talented in this area." Yu Yan took out a tone similar to summarizing, and borrowed a sentence from a certain undead before: "Artistic attainment does not only come from hard work and hard work. Seriously, it's often formed through innate talent."

Wu Jiu bowed his head, savoring these words in deep thought, and said, "But talent is hard to discover without basic conditions, isn't it? Some people even don't know what their talent is all their lives because of this."

Yu Yan couldn't understand this sentence, so he thought about it in his heart, glanced at the boss next to him who was concentrating on driving, and turned around to ask Wu Jiu, "What do you mean by basic conditions?"

"External circumstances, including economic factors."

"Economics... I know that you need a lot of money to study art. Were your family conditions poor when you were young?" That's why he denied the idea that talent is paramount. Yu Yan felt that the other party's failure to agree meant that he didn't think the current His achievements can be attributed to ethereal talent.

"I can only say so-so, barely enough to support me to learn painting until later..." His voice became lower, and Wu Jiu seemed to continue talking without interrupting.

Yu Yan immediately asked: "What happened later?"

Wu Jiu raised his head and said with a faint smile, "Is it necessary for you to understand this?"

If it was normal, Yu Yan must have an attitude of letting nature take its course, noncommittal. Now that Mr. Fu is present, of course he can only nod his head and seriously say: "This is what I need to do in my work."

"Not everyone can learn things outside the classroom. In the eyes of many parents, these hobbies are nothing more than cultivating sentiment, and gradually become a family burden. Fortunately, my parents know that I love painting and have always They were very supportive, but when I was in the second year of junior high school, unfortunately, an accident happened, and they passed away one after another... I stayed at my second uncle's house."

Wu Jiu's tone was flat, without any ups and downs, as if he forgot that he was the person involved, and whispered other people's stories.Yu Yan and Fu Jianchi listened quietly, and when they paused for silence, the sound of rain outside the window was particularly abrupt.

"Because learning to paint requires money, this is a very real problem, so they used my parents' inheritance to support me through the last year of junior high school, and let me continue to study art in high school without interruption. I don't have the little gas station. Luckily for the girl, they stopped paying for my art classes when I was in freshman year of high school."

Yu Yan said: "Then how did you come into contact with painting again?"

"It's never been broken."

"Then your tuition..."

"It was at that time that I met a person." His voice became extremely slow, like raindrops adhering to transparent glass, and the trajectory of falling could be clearly seen. "He was my art teacher at the time."

Yu Yan felt that this art teacher played a turning role in the other party's life, "He helped you."

"That's right, he was the one who sponsored me to continue to study painting for three years in high school. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today." Wu Jiu's sullen eyes glowed, besides gratitude, there were also some other unknown things. So emotional.

"That teacher is really kind. A person like this should be what you call 'the noble person in life', right? Do you still have contact now?"

"I haven't contacted you for almost three years..."

"Three years..." Three years is several times half a year. Thinking of the six months when Mr. Fu left before, Yu Yan didn't know whether to judge whether three years was long or not long.

Wu Jiu suddenly raised his head, looked straight at Yu Yan, and said, "Don't you want to know why I went to Linye? He lives in that city, and it's also my hometown."

"You came back from abroad to see him?" Wu Jiu said earlier that his parents had passed away, so the Linye community they were going to arrive at might not be Wu Jiu's home. Yu Yan focused on the art teacher body.

"I came back for the wedding, his wedding."

The car passed a small square. On a rainy day, there was no one in the square, only grotesque man-made buildings, and a few rows of bare, shriveled tree branches, baring their teeth and claws in the dark wind and rain.Yu Yan glanced at the time, it was fourteen minutes past one.

The navigation shows that after passing the square, turn right and drive less than 500 meters to their destination.Yu Yan finally knew why Wu Jiu rushed to Linye overnight, since it was to attend the teacher's wedding, then naturally the time could not be changed or delayed, but... Wu Jiu just attended the wedding like this?To observe a wedding in the form of a spirit body, it seems that the art teacher means a lot to him.

When he came to the gate of the community, he said it was a community, but in fact there was no gate or guard, so Fu Jianchi directly parked the car downstairs.

"Third floor, 302." Wu Jiu reported the house number.

There was no elevator, so the three of them went up the stairs and stopped in front of the brown-red door on the right.

Wu Jiu stared at the cat's eye in the middle, and asked, "Is there any way I can go in directly?"

"Mr. Fu." Yu Yan looked at Fu Jianchi.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jianchi stretched out his hand to hold him, seeing this, Yu Yan went to pull Wu Jiu's coat beside him, immediately after, the door seemed to be empty, and the three of them walked in like this.

After Wu Jiu entered the room, he didn't show the slightest surprise, he looked at his hands for a few seconds, and after finding nothing unusual, he raised his head and looked around.

Ordinary three bedrooms and one living room, the ceiling and the floor are in a corresponding warm yellow color, the room is not turned on, and only the narrow wall on one side of the living room is open. A small piece of wooden floor was wet.

Yu Yan also looked around the room and said, "Is this the home of the art teacher? He's not here." Seeing Wu Jiu in a daze as if he hadn't heard, he continued: "Maybe he went to work, isn't he always very busy before getting married?" busy?"

Saying that, Yu Yan's gaze fell on the photo placed on the TV cabinet, at the same time, Wu Jiu also took steps in that direction, seeing the other party stop in front of the photo, Yu Yan also moved over.

The man and woman in the photo are holding an umbrella and walking in front of a lead gray building. It is obviously a gloomy and rainy day like today, but it exudes a bright and light atmosphere. With continuous affection.

Yu Yan found out that he didn't know whether the art teacher Wu Jiu was talking about was male or female, so he pointed to the photo and asked, "Which one is your teacher?"

Wu Jiu said in a low voice, "Groom."

A man in a black suit is holding an umbrella with one hand in a gentlemanly manner, and the other hand is in his trouser pocket. His hair is neatly parted and combed behind his head. With thick sword eyebrows and a slightly dark complexion, it is difficult to distinguish him from the image of the artist. Connect together.

"It's different from what I thought." Yu Yan's simple comment still revealed some private thoughts.

Wu Jiu smiled and said, "He's just an ordinary art teacher."

"Ah, this one is much clearer." Yu Yan turned around, and a framed photo that had been finely rendered and framed jumped in front of him, occupying half of the wall. Since it was behind them, he didn't notice it when he entered the door.

Wu Jiu turned his head and stared at the magnified wedding photo without saying a word, his jaw muscles trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress the expression on his face.

Yu Yan, who accidentally saw his expression, felt a little strange.

"The bride is beautiful."

Yu Yan casually commented, and felt a sharp cold light in the other party's eyes.

"Why haven't you put on makeup yet? I've changed my clothes and I'm ready to go out."

The sound of the door opening came suddenly, and from the innermost room beyond the bedroom, a woman who was on the phone came out. She had waist-length hair, beautiful features, and a satchel in one hand. When she approached, she wafted a soft fragrance like a stamen.

At a glance, it was the woman in the photo, the bride-to-be.

Wu Jiu glanced at Yu Yan and Fu Jianchi, Yu Yan understood what he meant, smiled and said, "Don't worry, she can't see us."

Fu Jianchi immediately set up an enchantment after hearing the noise.At this time, the woman walked past them unprepared, and closed the windows of the living room one by one with one hand.

"Hurry up, you should be there in half an hour, right? Yes, it's the Xinyu wedding dress I told you about last time. Come in and find me when you arrive. Okay, bye." After hanging up the phone, the woman glanced at the sky and walked to He found an umbrella at the door.

"She's going out, are we still here waiting for your teacher?" Yu Yan thought for a while and said, "Maybe your teacher is also at the place called Xinyu Wedding Dress,"

Wu Jiu didn't hesitate: "Follow her."

The car was parked in the parking area in front of the store, Wu Jiu relied on his spiritual body that no one could see, followed the woman directly and approached the gorgeously decorated bridal shop, Yu Yan wanted to go in, but the couples of men and women inside made him daunted .

"I'll wait for you outside." Fu Jianchi stood at the door of the store, just in time to avoid the continuous rain.

Yu Yan froze for a moment, then nodded: "En."

He turned around and approached the bridal dress shop with a half door open, eyes full of glittering gold decorations. When the clerk saw him walking in, he immediately stepped forward to greet him with a toothy smile, "Is the handsome guy here to see the wedding photos? Is he alone?"

Yu Yan's gaze wandered around the store: "Uh...I'm looking for someone."

The clerk immediately said: "You can tell me the name, and I will help you find it."

"No need." Yu Yan was afraid that the other party would continue to approach and touch him, so he took a step to the side.

"Okay." The clerk smiled awkwardly, seeing the young man Yu Yan's face, he judged that he was not a prospective customer, nor did he look like a spy, so he turned and left.