Return to the Road of God

The summer sun in Ningcheng is scorching hot. After returning to China, Ye Yufan hangs out with Jiang Bing almost every day, sometimes listening to music in the bar, sometimes riding a motorcycle with Jiang Bing around the city, forest parks, wild lake areas, highways... sketching, Drawing, singing, chatting, and occasionally kissing in a corner where no one is around...

Most of the holidays have passed, and Ye Yufan was so immersed in this comfortable life that he almost lost his vigilance and forgot all his troubles.Lying on the grass in the lake area, he rested his palm on his pillow, staring at the sky in a daze.

There was a rustling in his ear, Jiang Bing turned around and stole a kiss: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking..." Ye Yufan licked his lips, "Who are you?"

"..." Jiang Bing's eyes were darkened by the other party's lip licking action, and he pecked his lips again and again, while muttering: "Who do you say I am?"

The people in front of him are both familiar and unfamiliar, reminding Ye Yufan of practicing calligraphy in his childhood. The more he practiced a character, the more he would feel as if he didn't know him.Recently, he has been caught in this strange feeling from time to time.

"You seem to have thought about this question more than once, right?" Jiang Bing felt a little strange.

Ye Yufan looked at him, asked himself and answered, "You are Jiang Bing."

"Is it fun to tease me?" Jiang Bing glared at him, put his arms on Ye Yufan's side, and teased, "I'm your husband!"

Ye Yufan: "..."

Jiang Bing leaned down, rubbed his ear and murmured: "Call my husband to listen..."

The answer is the movement of the young man wrapping his arms around his neck, smiling but not speaking, but his eyes are gentle as if looking at a naughty and coquettish lover.

Jiang Bing couldn't remember when it started, Ye Yufan often looked at him with such emotion.

He recalled one evening a week ago, when he and Ye Yufan came back after a day of crazy fun outside, he had to go to the bar to sing, and the other party felt tired and wanted to go home to rest, so he acted like a baby impulsively, saying that he hoped that Ye Yufan would accompany him.

At that time, Ye Yufan looked at himself with the same eyes, tolerant, helpless, and a little gentle, and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Bing muttered: "You really..."

Cute, gentle, or special...Jiang Bing couldn't think of a suitable adjective, but felt that this kind of Ye Yufan was very good, and Ye Yufan was fine in everything, as long as he was by his side.

Ye Yufan asked nonchalantly, "Will you always like it?"

Jiang Bing guessed that what he was asking was "Will I always like him?" Although he didn't think the other party was someone who would ask such a question, he still promised "yes".

In the evening, Jiang Bing sent Ye Yufan home, and the two separated after hugging downstairs in the apartment.

Ye Yufan went upstairs, and there was a smell of food from the living room. Father Ye came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, "You're back? Go wash your hands, you can eat." During the holidays, Father Ye didn't have classes, so he took care of housework at home.

"Where's mom?" Ye Yufan changed into his slippers, and the air conditioner in the house was fully turned on, making him feel comfortable even though he was sweating all over.

"I just got home, let's change in the bedroom." Father Ye brought out the last dish and untied his apron.

The family of three had dinner and chatted with some parents. During the dinner, Ye's mother asked, "Do you remember Chen Wenwen?"

Ye Yufan: "Well, who?"

Mother Ye: "Aunt Chen's daughter, she was admitted to a key high school with you the year before last!"

Ye Yufan had no memory at all.

Ye Mu said: "In your class, you are making up lessons this summer, and you will take the college entrance examination next year."

"Oh." Ye Yufan ate the food without any other reaction.

Mother Ye glanced at him and asked again, "Do you still have contact with your high school classmates?"

Ye Yufan said flatly, "No."

After dinner, Mother Ye went to wash the dishes, and Father Ye greeted his son, "Xiao Yu, come and play chess with Dad."

Ye Yufan obediently sat down at the coffee table to play chess with Father Ye, "Have you been with Jiang Bing recently?" Father Ye asked casually.

"Yeah." Ye Yufan moved a step cautiously.

"What are you doing?" Father Ye immediately took the next step.

"Huh?" Ye Yufan looked at the chess game, apparently not paying attention to what Ye's father said.

After entering junior high school, Ye Yufan could often win against his father, not to mention that now he was making every move carefully, so he finally won without any accidents. Father Ye smiled and arranged the chess pieces: "One more set."

Ye Yufan frowned and refused: "I won't play anymore." He doesn't like chess very much.

The two took the chess pieces, "Do you still remember the time you splashed black paint on other people's walls last winter?" Father Ye said leisurely.

"Oh, that, I remember." Ye Yufan immediately recalled.

Father Ye said: "An art teacher called me during the day, mentioned that painting, and said he wanted to see you."

"Huh?" Ye Yufan was a little surprised. It had been such a long time, yet someone still came to him for this?At that time, I was completely dazed when I painted that picture, but now I think it is a little clear, because it was too uncomfortable, and I wanted to find some way to vent my pressure, so I did that extreme thing.

Ye Yufan was a little alert: "What's his name? Did he say anything else?"

Father Ye: "His surname is Ge, and he is said to be the teacher of He Yuexi and Guo So-and-so."

Ye Yufan was taken aback. When he was in Xili, He Yuexi often mentioned Ge Qinzhou's name. Ye Yufan also knew that the other party was a very talented painter, and wanted to meet him... But how did Ge Qinzhou know that he had painted on the wall?He never told anyone about this!

Ye Yufan didn't want to run away anymore, so he asked Father Ye's contact information, took the initiative to call, and made an appointment to meet the next day.

Father Ye has been watching him from the sidelines, surprised by his son's mature performance.Although I knew that Ye Yufan was very good since he was a child, but after all, he was only in the school environment. What's more, what happened two years ago almost dealt a fatal blow to the Ye family. Was very desperate.

Afterwards, the Ye family embraced the mentality of letting nature take its course and resolutely supported their son on the road of painting. Unexpectedly, he developed so well. Not only did he grow a lot, but he also made money selling paintings.

This made the gloomy Ye family full of sunshine again. Ye father and mother rejoiced that they made the right choice at the beginning, and at the same time looked forward to Ye Yufan's future as before.

The only thing that makes Father Ye feel regretful is that Ye Yufan has changed a lot, making them a little strange.

After going abroad for a year, Ye Yufan seldom called home except for academic matters, but the style of reporting on the phone was the same, lacking the warmth between parents and children.

Ye Yufan seems to have degraded a lot in terms of emotional expression. Before that, he would deal with all kinds of people, participate in the speech contest organized by the school, and say things that people like to hear, and he was very popular.But now he seems to have only Jiang Bing as a friend. When Ye's father and mother asked about his foreign classmates, he was not interested in talking, and he seemed very out of group.

And the chess game just now is also the same. His expression of contemplation is very different from before. Father Ye's impression of his son's decision-making in chess is very straightforward, but just now he has to think for a long time for every move. Although he won in the end, But I don't want to play anymore, obviously I don't like it very much.

There are many, many small details. For example, Ye Yufan used to pay attention to nutritional balance, so he would eat all kinds of food on his own, but now Ye Yufan is very picky eater. Food expresses strange goodwill…

This is a change that can only be noticed by the parents who get along day and night. Of course, they didn't mention this to Ye Yufan, but just accepted his change silently.

Because of that incident, they had very low requirements on Ye Yufan, as long as their son lived healthy and happy, they were very satisfied.

The next day, Ye Yufan went to the appointed place alone to attend Ge Qinzhou's appointment. Seeing this person's appearance, Ye Yufan relaxed instead.

The other party was a man with long hair. The stubble on his chin, the Sichuan pattern left by frowning all the year round, and the carefree sitting posture all made him look like a casual but not very talkative person.But I don't know why the other party made Ye Yufan feel no pressure, and even had a faint sense of familiarity.

As soon as Ye Yufan sat down, Ge Qinzhou directly stated his intention of coming. From the time when he accidentally took a photo of the painting the year before last, to someone asking him about Xia Xiaochuan and mentioning those copy papers, to Guo Zhekai saying that SAFale was Ye Yufan when he was drunk. guess... Ye Yufan was extremely surprised by the man's straightforward expression!

"So, I guess you are the same person as the kid who painted the wall. In the past half a month, I asked about the family outside the museum. After a long time, I found out the contact information of your family, and found out that it is..."

In this way, Ye Yufan immediately understood that the reason why Rui Beinian went to S City to find his grandmother to investigate him was that he had asked Ge Qinzhou's friends to look at his paintings.

"So, what do you want to know, Teacher Ge?" Ye Yufan wasn't too nervous, he didn't know where his confidence came from, he felt that the man in front of him would not embarrass him.

Smoking is not allowed in the coffee shop, and the man who is addicted to smoking can only bite half of the cigarette butt, while curling his fingers and tilting the table: "I have too many doubts. First of all, I want to know if you are a SAFale... In fact, even if you say you are I'm not surprised, He Yuexi told me about your progress, I feel very lucky that there are such amazing kids in China..." Ge Qinzhou's eyes were full of admiration and hope.

"Secondly, I want to know if you are the one who drew the jigsaw puzzle portraits. I heard from the doctor that the painter was a child with a potential mental illness." Ge Qinzhou looked at Ye Yufan, as if to confirm whether this person was "ill".

"Those paintings were drawn by me." The other party's puzzled and surprised eyes made Ye Yufan laugh. He knew that admitting this was tantamount to admitting that he had an inseparable connection with Xia Xiaochuan, but he just confessed it so naturally.

Sure enough, Ge Qinzhou immediately asked: "Then what is your relationship with Xia Xiaochuan?"

Ye Yufan looked at Ge Qinzhou and said, "I am Xia Xiaochuan."

"..." Ge Qinzhou was so choked that he couldn't speak. The young man in front of him obviously didn't look like a joking person, but he said such a jaw-dropping sentence with a serious expression, which made him have to reflect on the previous question. ——Is this child mentally normal?

After a while, Ge Qinzhou said dumbfoundedly: "How could you be Xia Xiaochuan!"

Ye Yufan stroked the rim of the coffee cup with his fingers, and said in a leisurely manner, "I didn't lie to you."

Ge Qinzhou is sure, this child does have mental problems...

"So you're SAFale too?" he asked.

Ye Yufan nodded.

Ge Qinzhou knew that many very talented artists had some mental problems. Because of this, he didn't make a big fuss. Instead, he felt that "it's not normal for such a powerful child to have no mental problems." If Ye Yufan thought he was Xia Xiaochuan, Then it is not difficult to explain why SAFale's painting has the shadow of traditional Chinese painting, and it is also understandable why the doctor wanted to investigate Xia Xiaochuan.

However, this is not simply a "mental problem". Imagine a middle school student who has a mental breakdown and feels that he is the deceased artist Xia Xiaochuan. Works - In this way, the truth of Ye Yufan's claim that he is Xia Xiaochuan has become extremely subtle.

"Very few people know about this matter. Even if they know, few people will believe it, or even suspect that I am sick..." Ye Yufan spoke Ge Qinzhou's heartfelt feelings lightly, and he looked at the other party, "I subconsciously I trust you, so I will tell you the truth, and I hope you can keep it secret for me, brother."

"..."