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It was early morning when Zhu Shen arrived in Nicheng.

The person who came to pick him up was yawning and waiting at the airport. When he saw him coming out, he suddenly cheered up and waved to him: "Young Master Zhu, this way!"

Zhu Shen pushed the box and walked towards him, and the first sentence he asked was: "How is the person?"

The visitor said as he walked: "Last night, he went out to buy wine. He was knocked down by a truck while crossing the road. He was unconscious and sent to the hospital by passers-by. After I heard the news, I will call you immediately." I made a phone call." The visitor stretched out his hand graciously, wanting to push the box for Zhu Shen: "I'll help you——"

"No need." Zhu Shen took two quick steps and asked him again: "What about now?"

"He is still unconscious, and only his son is taking care of him."

After a pause, Zhu Shen stopped, frowned, and turned around slowly: "You mean—he has a son?"

The visitor nodded, with a sneer on his face.

Speaking of which, he and Zhu Shen have not been in touch for seven years.

He is Nicheng's private detective. Seven years ago, Young Master Zhu found him and promised him a lot of benefits, asking him to keep an eye on that person.He squeezed the check tightly, and immediately stated that he would definitely report that person's whereabouts to Zhu Shen in detail.

Zhu Shen shook his head in disgust, and said to him, I don't want to hear that.

So what do you want to hear?

funeral.Zhu Shen said the word coldly.

So he stared at it for seven years.

But in the past seven years, that man has been reclusive, and he has never married any woman. The biggest accident he encountered was getting hit by a car on the road last night while drunk.

Not quite sure if this is the news that Zhu Shen would care about, after thinking about it, I still gave him a call, but I didn't expect Zhu Shen to rush over from Yancheng in such a hurry.

"How did the car accident happen?"

"He was drunk, crossed the road, it was raining, it was dark at night, his vision was not very bright, and he was hit by a truck."

"Which hospital?"

"A hospital." Seeing that Zhu Shen quickened his pace, as if he was about to go straight to the hospital, the visitor hurriedly stopped him: "Young Master Zhu, wait! It's so late, and the inpatient building has been closed long ago. I just replaced you You booked a hotel, why don't you rest and go to the hospital in the morning?"

Zhu Shen raised his eyes and looked at the watch. It was already 03:30.

After going out, it was raining heavily, and someone came to hold an umbrella for Zhu Shen, and said in a broken voice: "This rain is endless day after day, and it hasn't stopped since the night before yesterday!" Pause , handed the umbrella to Zhu Shen, and opened another one himself: "I'll go and drive the car over, please wait a moment."

Zhu Shen raised his head and glanced at the dark sky. Dark clouds were rolling in, and lightning like a sharp arrow lit up half of the sky, and then deafening thunder struck his ears.

Zhu Shen's face turned pale, and his heart was pounding.

Fu Yunzhi left under such weather.

In the following seven years, he endured every thunderstorm very hard.

After two thunderclaps, the man drove Zhu Shen to the hotel.

When getting out of the car, the man said: "Master Zhu, you have a good rest first, and I will come to pick you up after dawn."

"No need." Zhu Shen said to him, "Thank you today."

The man was a little hesitant, unable to understand the meaning of Zhu Shen's words, and showed a puzzled expression.

Under the rain curtain, Zhu Shen was holding a transparent umbrella, and his back looked a little depressed and lonely.After walking two steps, he paused for a moment, gripped the necklace around his neck tightly, turned his head and said to the people in the car: "Let's send it here, and you don't have to stare at him anymore."

"You mean..."

"Yes. I'm here this time to make a break."

After speaking, Zhu Shen walked into the hotel without looking back.

It was only when I went in that I found this hotel. He and Zhong Heng had been here before.

The front desk recognized Zhu Shen, and said to him with a smile, "Mr. Zhong has booked a suite on the top floor. He said that if you come, please stay there."

Zhu Shen was taken aback, did Zhong Heng know that he was coming to Nicheng?

—obviously impossible.

His coming to Nicheng tonight was just a temporary idea, and Zhong Heng couldn't have foreseen it.

"When did you get it?" he asked.

The front desk replied to him: "It's March this year."

March.Zhu Shen nodded lightly, took the room card, and got on the elevator.

It turned out that Zhong Heng had booked the suite as early as their honeymoon.

Is Zhong Heng so sure that he will come and live here?

wrong.

Zhong Heng must not have known that he hated Nicheng very much, he hated setting foot in the place his mother yearned for the most.

Could it be that it was a one-ten-thousandth fluke, thinking that if he came over, there would be a place to stay?

Thinking about it, Zhu Shen suddenly froze, and a smile appeared on his face.

What a boring gourd.he thinks.

Vaguely, he felt that he was getting closer to that boring gourd.

The wind and rain outside were so strong that it drenched the corners of his clothes, and the rain on his hands was icy cold, but there was such a warmth that spread to his heart.

With a beep, he swiped his room card and opened the door of the suite.

This suite was the one he and Zhong Heng lived in a few months ago, and the furnishings inside were all familiar to him.

Pushing open the door of the study, unexpectedly the inside still kept its original appearance.At that time, he was painting Nihu Lake. In order to facilitate the viewing, he moved the position of the desk and changed the decoration inside to block the eyes.Unexpectedly, it still maintained the original appearance when he was there.

Zhu Shen walked in with a smile.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was pitch black. The heavy rain extinguished Nicheng's light, but left a small piece of light in his heart.

He had only been away for a few hours, but he already wanted to go back to Yancheng.

Rather than talking about Yancheng, it is better to say that he wants to see Zhong Heng.

Wanted to call Zhong Heng, but was cut off by him one second before the call.

It's almost five o'clock in the morning, what is he thinking?

Stuffing the phone into the pillow, Zhu Shen sat on the bed and laughed quietly.

After a while, he took off the necklace around his neck and carefully put it into the box.

Unexpectedly, one day, he also tasted the taste of caring.

The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping. Zhu Shen went to draw the heavy curtains tightly, unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, and lay down on the bed, lying on his side, curled up like a baby. look.

He has always been insecure, especially in such a rainy day, it always seems that there is something biting and tearing in his heart.In the groggy state, the color in his heart was distorted and mottled, and he dreamed of Fu Yunzhi again.

Alice had used psychological hints and drug assistance to lay a foundation in his heart to help him escape the dreams he didn't want to face.

In the treatment room, Alice told him over and over again that Zhu Shen was just an ordinary person with a clumsy sense of touch and a dull sense of color. painting.

Through psychological suggestion, he blocked all the vivid colors that broke into his visual network. When the feeling was numb and the dream was distorted, the most feared corner in his heart would no longer be so scary.

The method is effective, and this is how he has come here for the past seven years.

Using talent as a sacrifice, using black, white and gray to protect yourself, in exchange for a good night's sleep, is not a very loss-making business. ——To prevent him from driving himself crazy like Fu Yunzhi at a young age, this is already the best choice.

Except for very rare cases, he did not take medicine before going to bed or was stimulated by the outside world during the day, which may bring out the horrible memory in his heart, and was drowned by Fu Yunzhi outside the Paradise Lake. live in peace.

But this year, he stopped taking the medicine.

Alice could not understand this.

It's hard to say whether this choice is good or bad, but he is fed up with being dominated by nightmares in the dark day and night, and he wants to shine by himself, using his own light to illuminate the road ahead.

He wants to paint, probably because he knows that when he paints, he will always shine.Only then can I be worthy of what I want.

He can no longer escape, and he can no longer die quietly in mediocrity.

Of course, the process is very difficult.He began to have nightmares all night and night again, he began to die again and again at the hands of Fu Yunzhi, and he began to drown under the broken ice of Paradise Lake again.No one heard his hoarse cry for help, and of course, no one came to rescue him.

But he can finally see bright colors, and he has a strong sense of inspiration. Even though it is a bit difficult, he is gradually able to compete with the dream.

Nothing to be afraid of, he told himself.He is no longer the ten-year-old kid back then, and he is not alone now.He wants to climb up on the glacier by himself, he wants to break out of the world beyond black, white and gray, he wants to see the most vivid colors, and he wants to draw the most beautiful paintings.

He wished deeply, he couldn't fall into a nightmare.

Another thunderbolt woke him up, and Zhu Shen woke up from the dream while clutching his chest.

Sweating.

Different from the previous dream, this time, Fu Yunzhi asked him hoarsely in the dream, why didn't he send her home?

Zhu Shen took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. After washing up hastily, he ate something casually and went to the hospital.

On a rainy day, Nicheng was really crowded, and the densely packed cars blocked the water. In the end, he had to get out of the car by himself, and walked to the hospital with an umbrella.

It was not a coincidence when I arrived at the hospital. I heard from the nurse that the man had gone for an examination.

Zhu Shen nodded, and stayed by the empty hospital bed for a long time.

The name tag at the end of the bed reads the word "You Sheng" in block letters. For a long time, this has been his nightmare.

When his mother heard these two words, she would become very excited, going crazy and insane, and sometimes she would smile like a girl, holding the only painting You Sheng left for her and saying, "I miss you so much." ".

Before the person came back, Zhu Shen sat outside the corridor and waited.

After waiting and waiting, the man never came back, but a little boy kept coming in and out of the ward.He was seven or eight years old, but he looked more sensible than his peers. He took medicines from downstairs and piled them on the bedside of the ward.

Zhu Shenzai looked at the child carefully, and felt that he was the child that the private detective said.

They are all seven years old.Zhu Shen lowered his head and thought, Fu Yunzhi passed away only seven years ago.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and Zhu Shen found that the two people standing opposite with fruit baskets were also looking at the child's leaving back just like himself.

Then I heard one of the thinner ones whispering: "This is... Lao You's species?"

The slightly fatter one next to him sneered: "Well, it seems like a little stammer, and his mother is not a serious woman - why did the president ask us to come and see him? People don't know where to go to check Well, we have to wait a while."

The thin man said sourly: "That is to say, Lao You didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he poured into our president, obviously his hands were useless like that, and he couldn't draw any good works for more than 20 years, but the president, he said that the old You are unmatched, and you still think about him when there are any exhibitions. If you want me to say, Master Zhang Shuowang really misjudged, accepting such a scumbag, and his disciples are all famous, how can they become old You Like this?"

The fat man laughed: "You don't know about that. I heard that Lao You offended someone in Yancheng more than 20 years ago. He couldn't get along anymore. Even Master Zhang couldn't keep him, so he was thrown back to Ni from the city."

"Is there such a thing?"

The fat man lowered his voice and said, "Do you know why Lao You has been getting worse and worse over the years?"

"why?"

Fatty pretended to be delusional and stretched out his voice, "It's for a woman."

Zhu Shen raised his head abruptly, the hand holding the box trembled, and the knuckles turned white.

"Woman? What kind of woman?" The thin man asked hurriedly.

As soon as the fat man said that, he regained his energy, put the fruit basket on the ground, and began to gossip about You Sheng unscrupulously, the more he spoke, the louder his voice became.

Peers look down on each other, and there is a lot of contempt in what they say, but they appear very mean.

Nicheng dialect sandwiched Mandarin, like a soft needle, I don't know who's heart.The more remote the place, the more the secret seems to have grown feet, and it rushes from the street to the end of the street with the wind and rain.

"Which other woman could there be? Isn't it the little stuttering mother who died of dystocia when giving birth to him?"

"But I heard that You Sheng picked up that little stuttering mother on the road?"

"Yeah, haha...so I don't know if this little mute is from You Sheng."

The two of them just laughed like this, and said rude words, as if it was an extremely honorable thing to spy on someone's privacy.

After laughing for a while, the fat man said, "Anyway, Lao You was quite sad after that woman passed away. His dilapidated studio hasn't opened for a whole year!"

"If you want me to say that it's better to be old, seeing that you can't live in poverty, the neon city ink series painted decades ago was photographed by Wu Xu again." The thin man's tone suddenly became sour, "Wu Xu, that's a great agent, the painters I contacted are not world-class, I'm really blind..."

"It's okay." The fat man patted the thin man's shoulder as a relief: "It doesn't look like he's blessed to endure it, isn't it that the sky can't bear to let him have a car accident?"

The two laughed viciously again, and talked about You Sheng's previous love affair.

According to them, it was because of a woman that You Sheng tossed himself into such an inhuman and ghost-like appearance.But that woman has nothing to do with Fu Yunzhi. If Fu Yunzhi was here, I don't know how to feel.

Zhu Shen couldn't bear to listen to those swear words anymore, he gripped the box tightly, and rushed downstairs.

When I came out, I found that the umbrella had fallen in the corridor.

But he didn't want to go up and listen to people's gossip, a fierce unknown fire rose in his chest, and it was burning sourly.Inexplicably, a grievance burned in my heart, but it was not for myself.

Zhu Shen walked in the rain dejectedly. People who passed by looked at him with strange eyes, but he didn't know it. He protected the box to his heart, and said sadly in a hoarse voice: "This is not what you should come here for." The place."

No one answered him.

The downpour poured on him, and he ran all the way through the rain.

He was dressed in white, and when he stepped on the bluestone road, he accidentally splashed a few dirty water stains and stained the corners of his clothes, but he was not in the mood to care about them.

He just wants to get out of here.

Take his mother out of here.

After running for some time, I finally arrived at the hotel.

The butler was waiting on the sofa in the corridor of the penthouse suite. Seeing that Zhu Shen was soaked all over, he shouted and was going to get him a towel.

Zhu Shen looked at the violent wind and rain outside the window, distractedly avoiding the concern imposed by outsiders, unable to find an outlet to vent his anger, after a long while, he raised his eyes and asked, "Is there any smoke?"

The voice is also icy cold.

The housekeeper nodded repeatedly, then turned to fetch cigarettes for Zhu Shen.When he retreated to the corner of the corridor, he thought about it and sent another text message.

When he learned that the other party was coming soon, the butler was quietly relieved.

He brought cigarettes for Zhu Shen, and he wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Zhu Shen's cold eyes, he had no choice but to leave politely.

In the 20 years he has worked here, he has never seen a customer who is more beautiful than Zhu Shen, nor has he seen a person who is more lonely and preoccupied than Zhu Shen.

Standing wet by the window, the smoke slowly rose from in front of him, the water dripping from the corner of his clothes soaked the carpet in a dark color, but he himself, looking at the misty rain outside the window, was more beautiful than the smoke. This rain will come even more lonely.

After half a cigarette was lit, Zhu Shen heard a noise behind him, thinking that the housekeeper was playing smart again, and finally couldn't help saying: "Get out."

The person behind him acted as if he had never heard of it. Listening to his footsteps, he was getting closer and closer to him.

Zhu Shen took a deep puff of the cigarette, but the nicotine could not appease him at all. He turned around to vent his anger, but saw Zhong Heng standing behind him.

With a calm face, a snowstorm seems to be brewing in his eyebrows and eyes.

He was walking towards him step by step.

Zhu Shen opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously hid the cigarette behind him, and put it out in the ashtray on the trash can behind him.

But the lingering smoke was enough to remind Zhong Heng what Zhu Shen was doing just now.

Zhong Heng stopped at a position three meters away from Zhu Shen, frowned slightly and said, "Why did you make yourself like this?"

Zhu Shen held his breath and was speechless.

Are you...disappointed?

But that's what he was.

Zhu Shen didn't have time to react, his body was already one step ahead of his head, like an arrow off the string, three steps in parallel and Zhong Heng rushed forward.

Stretching out his hand to cover Zhong Heng's eyes, Zhu Shen put a puff of smoke into his mouth.

Zhu Shen wanted to cover the disappointment in his eyes and block the accusations in his mouth.

The world is dark, but he is the only one who is bright.

Who told you to bump into this ghostly me.

Now that you have come, you are not allowed to leave.

Zhong Heng was thrown back two steps by him, but stretched out his hand to hug the wet Zhu Shen firmly.

Coldness is an illusion, calmness is a disguise.In the corridor and in front of the window, there is just a tired man who came from a long journey and hugged his sweetheart who looked lonely and fragile.

There was infinite love and pity in the eyes, and it was crushed in front of the two clinging hearts.

It is gentle and calm, filling the lack in my heart.

"Be good, huh?" Zhong Heng coaxed him in a low voice, patting his back repeatedly.

For a moment, Zhu Shen's eyes seemed to be drenched by the torrential rain outside the window.

The author has something to say: I saw a sister in the last chapter who said she could be single, but the CP she engaged had to go to bed.Harm, don't worry, I am also ethical.

I can be single, but the protagonist I write must be HE!

Thanks to Lu Jinghe for the landmines, it took a lot of money~