Who says I'm not good at work?

You are my exclusive model, and the painting belongs to you.

These words are beautiful and emotional, the most tender love.

At that time, Shi Can stared blankly at Lin Yang, his gaze was not as cold as it is now, with countless shining lights across it.

After Lin Yang finished speaking lightly, his eyes slid to the beach beside him.

There, several children happily played with the sand, they built castles, and played "play house" with the billowing white waves.

Shi Can followed his gaze and said, seeing them having so much fun, I want to drag you there too.

Lin Yang came back to his senses and said coldly, "The sand is dirty, and the stones may scratch the skin and leave scars.

You should not go. "

Shi Can nodded, understood, and the little warmth in his eyes disappeared again.

Lin Yang stretched out his fingers, lightly squeezed Shi Can's chin, and lifted his chin, "I said, I will make you the most perfect mannequin.

Not only that, but I'll make you the perfect mannequin for me.

You will be mine alone. "

Shi Can breathes slowly and swallows saliva very lightly and slowly.

When he thought of the "Seamas" he wrote, he couldn't help but feel awe and admiration in his eyes.

Lin Yang brushed Shi Can's cheeks with his fingers, and straightened his hair that was blown by the sea breeze, "You will live the way I want."

Looking back at the beginning, Shi Can hardly knew himself at that time.

He seldom thinks about the past, nor does he look back at his past life with sadness.

Sometimes certain thoughts flashed by, most of them were simply forgotten and thrown into the deepest part of the memory palace.

But inexplicably, time and space are intertwined, and Qin Zexi's words brought Shi Can back to that day.

He clearly saw his silhouette, saw the longing in those eyes, saw the young body ready to move, and saw all kinds of joy before being "sculpted" by Lin Yang.

Lin Yang appeared in his life, bringing a cage and shackles.

The painter is in the midst of art, living a desperate and distorted life, like lingering in hell.

He dragged Shi Can to sink and suffer together, as if only such a model could be matched with his brush, his masterpiece.

For ten years, Shi Can wanted to change, but couldn't make big strides.

He is escaping, keeping the traces left by Lin Yang in any way he can think of.

He didn't even want to admit that it was a shackle, he carried the little bit of love left, like a pearl, like a treasure.

I'm afraid it will fall apart if I don't pay attention.

Strange to say.

Just recently, something changed.

Subtle, imperceptible.

Coincidentally, the shooting scene this time was also at the seaside, and there were a few children playing in the sand not far away.

The laughter is hearty, accompanied by a faint smell of seaweed.

They piled up all kinds of house flowers with their bare hands, from Snow White's cabin to the dying rose of Prince Beast.

The boy pulled the girl to run, and they were surrounded by the sky, the earth and the sky.

The sound of laughter rippling with the waves is the most beautiful movement in nature.

"How do you know this?" Shi Can once thought that he had heard it wrong, and donated the profits from selling paintings to models, which was not a decision that an ordinary painter could make.

"What's wrong with that?" Qin Zexi looked down at Shi Can holding his hand, frowning in puzzlement, "What do you mean... how do I know, what should I know."

Qin Zexi carried traces of Lin Yang.

If it is said that the details of the past are the product of Shi Can's self-"confirmation", which is too subjective and conjectural, then this sentence is firmly established, and it is by no means accidental.

Almost the same words, how could there be such a coincidence? "Why don't you talk anymore?" Qin Zexi raised his arms to help Shi Can straighten his hair, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

Shi Can pushed him away, took a step back and frowned slightly, his heart was beating thumpingly, and his mood was surging with the waves beside him.

Shi Can couldn't describe his current feelings, he suddenly lost awareness of all the sounds around him, and focused on Qin Zexi alone.

He pays attention to the ups and downs of his gaze, the hesitation of his breath, the slight trembling of his fingertips, and the flow of emotion between his eyebrows and eyes.

"What you just said, was it your thoughts, or..." In ordinary life, there is nothing more unbearable than a sudden heartbeat.

Alive, truly alive at this moment.

Shi Can involuntarily took a deep breath, unable to even hear his own voice.

Amidst the "drums" shaking the sky, he heard Qin Zexi say, "You mean the idea of ​​'give you a reward'? It was the idea of ​​a painter I like very much, named Ding Yi.

He posted a Weibo many years ago, saying that he would pay his exclusive model for selling paintings.

I found it very interesting after seeing it at the time, and felt that my idol had special ideas.

Wait... I'll show you his Weibo. "

As he spoke, Qin Zexi took out his phone and clicked on the Weibo app.

Shi Can once asked Lin Yang, would you publish "Seamas" under your own name?No, the paintings related to you deserve a separate name.

Then you need a "stage name".

I just need a code name for a bad street, so that it won't steal the limelight from the person in the painting.

Since it is a "bad street", why not use "diced radish"? Robert Ding?Ding radish, use... Ding Yi.

There is no relationship with the best "A" character, and even the second best "B" character has to be ranked after "D", which is nothing and never existed.

Memories of the past are still vivid in my mind. At the age of 19, Shi Can is still a little innocent and youthful, and also has a smart and attractive gorgeous demeanor.

At that time, he asked Lin Yang to register a Weibo account and record all the words and phrases of "Ding Yi" in it.

At that time he said, "Ding Yi will not exist.

Never will. "

So, those traces that Qin Zexi carried came from worship?Shi Can couldn't help asking, "Is he your idol? Why, I haven't heard you mention it before."

"You didn't ask, I have liked his paintings for seven or eight years.

Not only him, I also have many favorite painters, all of which are my idols.

But Ding Yi has a profound influence on me, and he is my favorite painter. "

Qin Zexi rummaged through Weibo, and handed the phone to Shi Can, "...Here, this is the person.

The one at the top is his painting, take a look. "

Shi Can glanced at it, and quickly looked away, "His painting style is different from yours, why do you like him?"

"Your eyes are too sharp, you can see the difference in style at once."

Qin Zexi didn't take it seriously, staring at the phone screen and added, "But it's normal, the other painters I like have different styles from my own.

I like it because I appreciate it, not because I want to imitate it. "

Qin Zexi looked up at Shi Can, frowning in doubt, "Why do you care so much, know him?" "No, I'll just ask."

Shi Can cleared his throat and calmed down his emotions, "Since you don't want to 'imitate', why bother to imitate his rhetoric."

"There is some mutual recognition between the painter and the exclusive model.

When the painting is sold, all that is left in the artist's hands is the payment.

He gave all to the model, presumably this person is very important to him.

I'm not following his rhetoric, but I just think this behavior is very romantic, and it's the same if someone else said it.

Although you don't want to be my exclusive model, I still want to do such a thing. "

Shi Can disagreed, thinking that the word "romantic" had nothing to do with Lin Yang back then.

Qin Zexi has romance in his bones, so all he sees is romance.

Shi Can glanced at Qin Zexi's phone again, and asked, "What attracts you to his paintings?"

"Ding Yi's works are very few, and after calculation, there are some characters who have cooperated with that model.

But his paintings are very expressive, and this restrained and extremely cold style is very distinct.

Figure paintings generally express emotions through expressions, but all of Ding Yi's figures avoid the facial features of the model and only depict the body.

He used brush strokes to achieve better results. "

Speaking of idols, Qin Zexi's chatterbox suddenly opened up, and he couldn't help sighing, "But he hasn't had any new works in recent years, I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to draw anymore, or he doesn't cooperate with models anymore.

Ding Yi kept a low profile and couldn't find much information.

The dynamics that can be seen now are occasionally posted on Weibo, or likes others.

I'll see if I can find the Weibo that mentioned 'remuneration' back then. "

"No need.

Filming is about to begin. "

Qin Zexi lowered his head and continued to rummage through the homepage, and followed Shi Can for a few steps, not paying attention to the other's emotional changes, "Okay, then I'll show you before I wait, you work first."

Shi Can walked forward without turning his head, not distracted by Qin Zexi, let alone followed his thoughts to think about Lin Yang.

The author has something to say: Ahem, say a few words.

Marked with the tag [Sweet pet], there will definitely not be a big abuse plot, don't worry 23333333333333 However, there will still be minor abuse.

Sweet and sour, the kind necessary for love.

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