Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

As if falling into a black vortex, the time went back many years ago, Bai Qingjiu was still a student of the Chinese Painting Academy, and an art student was in the engineering school, destined to be the one without a name.

Murong Qin is the senior that everyone adores, Bai Qingjiu will get tongue-tied nervously when participating in the debate with him, and then be ridiculed indifferently, waste is not worthy to stand under the light.

Murong Qin's family background is prominent, he is proud and aloof, and no one pays attention to him. The only one who can compete with him is Xia Yu. Xia Yu is a genius, a top student in civil engineering, with a weird personality, and he ignores everyone except his brother.

The two brothers were admitted to a university because the school bought one and got one free for the purpose of enrolling Xia Yu.

Over time, Bai Qingjiu will only be remembered as "Xia Yu's younger brother", even though he tries to do something, such as painting, participating in debate competitions, such as studying...but he will always be crushed to nothing by Xia Yu. significance.

Bai Qingjiu has a dream, to be a designer, to paint houses, sculptures, or artworks, and to create things that can be remembered by people.

Once when Bai Qingjiu rushed to the studio, he happened to see Murong Qin and Xia Yu inside. Xia Yu picked up a pen to add some color to his unfinished painting, but Murong Qin grabbed his hand.

Murong Qin smiled at him, the warmth of the winter sun appeared on his cold face, as if to say: "It's so good."

Bai Qingjiu was so frightened that he hid behind the wall and didn't dare to show his face, his heart was beating restlessly, that smile was obviously not aimed at him, but it hit his heart directly, and he could never forget it.

He painted that painting, but the completed one was the bright young man sitting in the room.

Murong Qin probably fell in love with Xia Yu at this time, and his affection was deep.

Later, Bai Qingjiu did not continue to retouch this unfinished painting. After a long time, he did not know why it appeared in Murong Qin's house and hung on the wall all the time.

The painting depicts a lonely boy sitting on a cliff, gazing at the waning moon in the night sky.

Murong Qin couldn't hide his feelings, and soon expressed his love to Xia Yu, in front of Bai Qingjiu.

"Xia Yu, in this world, only you can join hands with me."

Murong Qin sent an expensive token of love, which was a black watch.Bai Qingjiu was like an invisible person, he looked at Murong Qin, but Murong Qin only had Xia Yu in his eyes.

Bai Qingjiu didn't want to experience such a scene a second time in his life.

Xia Yu returned the watch and said eloquently, "Today is a holiday. I want to go home with my brother. I don't want to know anything else."

Bai Qingjiu rubbed his nose, feeling a little sour for some reason: "You guys keep talking, I'll go first."

Xia Yu grabbed his wrist: "Brother, we agreed to go back together, why do you want to leave me?"

"But...you have something very important to say, I'll just wait for you at the intersection ahead."

"It's nothing important, it's more important to go home and eat."

Bai Qingjiu only thinks that Xia Yu is still a child, or that he only likes girls and cannot accept the love of men.

Bai Qingjiu said to Murong Qin with a feverish head, "I'm sorry."

Murong Qin glared at him, his eyes were very sharp, maybe he was blaming his existence for ruining the good thing, raised his hand and threw the expensive watch into the trash can, turned and left.

Afterwards, Bai Qingjiu witnessed Murong Qin showing his affection to Xia Yu many times. He is such an arrogant person, he is unabashed, frank and hot in front of the person he likes, which makes people jealous.

During the five years that Bai Qingjiu was with him, every time he thought of those scenes, it felt like self-torture.

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Bai Qingjiu thought he was dead, but he heard his own heartbeat in the dark, and the images of the past came to his mind bit by bit, and he found that he was still conscious, it was simply ridiculous.

Bai Qingjiu opened his heavy eyes, the world became brighter little by little, gradually, even the surrounding sounds became clear.

"Brother, brother! You're awake! Great, you scared me to death."

Xia Yu held his hand, with stars shining in his eyes, when did he cut his hair so short, like the capable and refreshing boy in his student days.

Bai Qingjiu was in a daze. There was no chance of him surviving the plane crash, let alone he didn't even have an oxygen mask on him.

Xia Yu blamed himself and said, "Brother, why didn't you tell me about such a serious matter as father's illness? You let me study abroad alone, how can I study with peace of mind? Brother, I won't leave, I will stay here with you , if there is something, we will take it together."

Bai Qingjiu rubbed his head, and asked stupidly: "What's wrong with me?"

"You fainted while selling paintings on the street to save money for your father's medical treatment. It was Murong...a kind person who sent you to the hospital."

His father was seriously ill, Xia Yu went abroad to study abroad, and sold paintings to treat his illness. This was all five years ago. How could it appear so clearly in front of him?