Rose

The murderer is not easy to find, Mrs. Ye calmed down after receiving a video from an unknown source.Looking at her son's appearance in the video, Mrs. Ye's quietness seemed to be suppressing something.

Ye Borong can still recover after becoming like this. If this video is exposed, Ye Borong's life will be completely ruined.

Mrs. Ye resolutely divorced Father Ye, and took away a large amount of assets from Father Ye. After that, she took her son and quickly faded out of everyone's sight, disappearing from the domestic circle.

Yeliuyuan learned of the subsequent development and declined to comment.Later, at a business dinner, he saw his elder brother Ye Songhan holding a wine glass, saluting Song Huici from afar.

On New Year's Day, the two of them messed around all night long, making Ye Liuyuan think that he would never see the sun tomorrow.

On New Year's Eve, the two didn't do anything. They bought the materials, put the panels on the coffee table in the living room, sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings.

The stuffing this time is what Ye Liuyuan advocated, and it is made of onion meat.Whoever advocates chopping stuffing, Ye Liuyuan's eyes were smoky red while chopping onions, and she was caught off guard and experienced what it means to have tears in her eyes.

Ye Liuyuan's hands were full of onion juice, and he didn't dare to wipe or rub them. Baba asked Song Huici to help him wipe away his tears.

Song Huici wiped his tears with a paper towel, fixedly looked at his red eyes, and suddenly came in and wanted to cut it with him.

"Drop it down, pull it down quickly, I won't pull another one down after I've suffered, you go and get ready!"

Song Huici was rushed to the meeting, and finally the stuffing was mixed, and the two sat on the sofa and started making.

The hosts were still on the screen, and it was another year as the announcement was being made, and the ugly dumplings on the panel were crookedly arranged in a row.

Some joints have been squeezed into thin slices, and there is a piece of onion embedded in some places, but I don’t know if it is Ye Liuyuan’s illusion. The dumplings are obviously ugly. I don’t know why Song Huici, a great artist, made dumplings in his eyes. What came out was ugly, abstract, and artistic.

Ye Liuyuan was silent, feeling a little silly.

He is a pure northerner. When grandma lived with him, the old man made dumplings quickly and well.A big spoon is so big, the filling is not too much, not too little, just enough to make a dumpling with a big belly. The beautiful folds are bent into a crescent shape like a flower, and they are arranged in rows, which is pleasing to the eye.

If it were the two of them big men, it would be pretty good if they could get out of trouble.

"Let's steam the dumplings, I guess it will turn into soup." Ye Liuyuan said helplessly.

In fact, he prefers to eat boiled dumplings, but there is no way, because the two of them are so stupid that they can't make beautiful and good dumplings.

After the first pot of dumplings was steamed, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.The party was getting more and more exciting, Ye Liuyuan went to search and found a jar of sweet and sour garlic from the cabinet!

This is the treasure of treasures. Sweet and sour garlic is delicious alone, and the vinegar soaked in garlic is also sweet and sour. It is even better as a dipping sauce for dumplings!This is the treasure he found in the vegetable market. The ones sold in big supermarkets are far less delicious than those made by the old northerners. The same goes for salted duck eggs and old sauce.

The two ate a warm meal of dumplings, and leaned against each other on the sofa to watch the new year.

Two big men with long legs, especially Song Huici, he has never been so close to anyone before.The dumplings made with onion and meat were a bit bland, and they were also a little bland when dipped in vinegar. The comedians on TV this year were even more entertaining. There was no sound of fireworks outside the window, but the smell of fireworks in the world remained the same.

Song Huici suddenly wanted to live like this forever, this year, next year, and every year after that.

It's strange for the two of them, Ye Liuyuan is still living in Song Huici's house even though he has recovered, and he doesn't go home on New Year's Eve.

Ye's father called him, and Ye Liuyuan babbled, saying that Song Huici was alone in the country and hadn't seen his family, so he was the one who saved his life no matter what.He can't get well, just pat his ass and leave, leaving him alone in the villa.

Anyway, Father Ye still has Ye Songhan, if he doesn't know how to go, he won't go.

As a result, Father Ye and Ye Songhan were the only ones at the table of the Ye family's New Year's Eve dinner, staring at each other. Ye Songhan picked up the dumpling and bit off half of it in one bite, eating with concentration and earnestness.The more Ye's father looked at Ye Songhan, the more angry he became, but he could only continue to eat the dumplings depressed.

"Mr. System, Happy New Year." Ye Liuyuan did not forget to say "Happy New Year" to the system, and Mr. System responded by setting off fireworks for him.

"Mr. Ye, although I'm a bit disappointed, I still want to remind you friendly, don't forget the mission."

"I know." Ye Liuyuan said.

The following days went on like this, and the relationship between Ye Liuyuan and Song Huici was unclear.

When exercising at night, Song Huici pinched his chin to make him look at her, persistently trying to find what she wanted from his eyes.But he couldn't find it. Every time he realized this, he unconsciously increased his strength, wishing he could just nail Ye Liuyuan to the bed.

After a long time, Song Huici sometimes couldn't tell whether he was happy or in pain.

Later, Ye Liuyuan ran into Song Huici painting a painting in the studio. The painting was a back view of a man with his hands crossed in front of him and his upper body bare. Between the ragged back and the rotting flesh, there were large patches of color. The open scarlet stings the eyes of the beholder.

That's not him.

Not his back.

Although it was just a vague sketch, Ye Liuyuan knew that it couldn't be her back just by looking at the outline.

Seeing Song Huici's expression on this painting, Ye Liuyuan was focused, passionate, and excited, and suddenly had a hunch that this might be the pinnacle work he was going to get from Song Huici, and it could help him complete this task Target.

He originally thought that he would be the subject of Song Huici's pinnacle painting, just like the Mona Lisa painted by Leonardo da Vinci, who would be forever fixed by the painter, but he didn't expect it to be him.

Ye Liuyuan felt a little regretful at that moment, and Fu felt that this was normal.After all, no one will really love him, and he will not love others. He has long been worn away by more than 20 years of loneliness. All desire to love and be loved.

No cravings, so no disappointment.

He just... has some regrets.

"When will this painting be finished?" Ye Liuyuan asked after Song Huici put down his brush.

"I don't know." It takes a long time for a painter to finish a painting, and Song Huici doesn't know how long it will take him to paint.

"Then is it mine?" Ye Liuyuan smiled and said, "Don't forget what I said when I met you back then, I want your pinnacle work."

Song Huici looked at the unfinished painting sideways, with a gloomy expression, and muttered to himself: "Do you think it will be my pinnacle work?"

"No, I just have this premonition." Ye Liuyuan said: "Even if it's not, it's okay, as long as your previous works and the works from now until your death are all mine, then I will definitely become the owner of the pinnacle work." By."

"Song Huici, do you dare? Except for the ones you have already sold or given away, give me all the other paintings, including this unfinished one." Ye Liuyuan is also going all out, just to be sure, besides this painting, he also has to get Song Huici's affirmation is that he is the owner of all the paintings.

"It's yours." Song Huici's eyes were a little starry, he said: "From the time I started creating until my death, except for the ones that have been given away or sold, the other paintings belong to you."

The premise is that you stay by my side, from now until the day he dies of old age.

He hoped that after they entered the grave, the world would talk about the two of them and say: Ye Liuyuan owned almost all of Song Huici's paintings during his lifetime.

Ye Liuyuan didn't really want to sell the painting, Song Huici personally handed over the ownership of the painting to him, Ye Liuyuan asked the system: "Does this promise count?"

"Forget it." The system agreed, and said: "But the pinnacle work must be a completed painting."

"Mr. Ye, after the task is completed, would you like to stay longer, or go to the next task immediately?" the system asked.

"I can choose by myself?" Ye Liuyuan asked.

"Yes." The system replied: "The Green Jinjiang system is a humanized system, and the relationship between us is not a subordinate and coercive relationship, but a friendly and cooperative relationship."

Yeah?Wasn't he forced in the first place?

Ye Liuyuan was silent. He looked at the studio and the painters in the studio, lowered his eyes, and said, "Leave directly."

The system paused, and then said: "We respect your choice, wait for the right time after the task is completed, and leave as soon as possible."

A semi-finished product cannot be called a pinnacle work, so Ye Liuyuan began a slightly long wait.

That painting Song Huici took more than four years to finally complete. After the painting was finished, Song Huici didn't let Ye Liuyuan see the painting, but blindfolded and sent it to the exhibition hall where the two met for the first time.Counting the four years he spent painting and the year he returned to China, Song Huici has not held an art exhibition for five years.

After he finished this painting this time, he plans to open another solo exhibition.

Five years ago, it was for the world to see, but this time five years later, I wanted to show it to only one person.

It was a sunny day, and even though the midsummer sun was scorching, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the exhibitors.After all, Song Huici's reputation in the art world has been growing over the years, and his net worth has also been getting higher and higher. This is another solo exhibition after five years since his return to China. It can be said that it has ushered in the attention of the entire art world. It can be said that there are many guests.

The decoration in the exhibition hall was basically reproduced from the scene five years ago, except that the original red and black contrasting colors were changed to red and white.

The more subtle changes are hidden deeper. The blood-like red paint that was originally splattered on the wall was replaced by tiny red rose patterns.Looking at it from a distance, it is blood splattering, but looking closely, it is found that there are roses blooming in the pool of blood*.

Ye Liuyuan didn't notice this when she walked into the art exhibition. After all, she wasn't told, and she didn't stick it on the wall to look carefully at the traces of blood.

"follow me."

Seeing that he had arrived, Song Huici walked over and led him to the undisclosed painting that was covered with cloth.

Song Huici has never been so serious. He still wears a white suit today, but the style is more similar to a formal dress.

"Why are you so secretive? You never let me see it. You did a good job of keeping it secret." Ye Liuyuan smiled and said, "Isn't it unveiled yet?"

Song Huici looked at him and said, "This painting is my surprise for you."

Because it is a surprise, it needs to be concealed in advance.

Song Huici crossed the Yeliu Garden, walked to the front of the painting, stretched out his hand to hold the bottom of the cloth, all eyes were on him and the unrevealed painting.

Song Huici glanced at the pair of expectant eyes in front of him, and finally stopped at Ye Liuyuan, whose eyes were full of him, looking at him.

The usually elegant and calm person was a little nervous. He had been preparing for four years, and today happened to be the fifth anniversary of being with him.He held another art exhibition today to complete this painting with special meaning, just for this moment.

Song Huici pulled down the curtain, and at the same time, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

An exhibitor suddenly pulled out a knife from the parasol, and she, who was already very close to Ye Liuyuan, rushed behind Ye Liuyuan in a few steps, stabbed him several times in the neck, and the knife aimed at the artery !

The incident happened suddenly, and no one reacted for a while.

The curtain on the exhibition fell to the ground, and the blood spurted from Ye Liuyuan's neck splashed onto the ground.

He looked at the painting in front of him. In the painting, the red patch on the rolled back of the human body was not the blood he thought was spurting out, but a clump of roses that took root and wound around the spine, growing from the flesh and blood.

The author has something to say:

*The decoration inspiration for the [-]th anniversary art exhibition comes from a photo, which is put on the web. Readers who want to see it can search for the pseudonym, and then search for "aesthetic".