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A colorful still life, surrounded by some students watching.

Mu Chen's paintings are very brilliant in the training camp, and are often used by professional class teachers for other students to learn from.In particular, his colors are particularly prominent, every stroke is just right, the relationship between reality and reality and the coordination of tones are almost perfect. A teacher once said that even his own teaching level for many years may not be able to surpass Mu Chen in painting colors.So every time he paints, some classmates will come to learn his techniques and steps.

As the final juncture of the entrance exam approached, Mu Chen thought that what he needed more was to consolidate his foundation and make steady progress, so his grades should not be a problem.

In the studio, the sounds of painting and chatting were noisy and confused, like the buzzing before a storm.

During this period of time, some students have been talking about the registration of the entrance exam. By then, Mu Chen and Le Zhe will go back to Liucheng to register together. A few days ago, the phone calls from parents became more frequent, saying that they just happened to be on a business trip in one place recently. If he can get on the same flight when he comes back, then he will personally pick him up back to Liucheng and accompany him to sign up.In fact, my parents mentioned more than once that they wanted to go to the school where he was training to see him, but he refused because he didn't have time.I say I'm busy, but I know my parents work hard and I don't want them to bother, but in the end, I still miss them very much.

But Le Zhe's relatives didn't seem to care much about him, and didn't call to ask about it, so they planned to take the train back by themselves, and Mu Chen asked his parents to take a classmate with him.

I remember that after answering the phone call from my parents that day, Le Zhe said enviously: "That's great, parents and boyfriend, someone always calls you."

Mu Chen felt that he was very lucky, but at the same time lamented the misfortune of too many people, so he felt a sense of guilt about his luck that was similar to luck.

How can I get so much love?

Mu Chen knows very well when he is painting, no matter how much homework he has, he will not be perfunctory. He slowly adds the last green leaf. Grabbed his right wrist.

The last smear of green was off, and the gouache was heavily dotted on the paper, like an ugly blot, ruining the entire painting.

Mu Chen was immersed in the painting, and was a little annoyed by the sudden interruption, but Le Zhe's panicked words blew up all his emotions into a mess of scattered and disorderly fragments.

"Mu Chen, stop drawing. Something happened to your parents."

Mu Chen didn't know how he went to the teacher's office, how he went to the dormitory to pack his luggage, and how he met Jiang Hao who didn't know when he arrived at the station, and they boarded the return train together.

When he came back to his senses, he had been stunned for a while facing the death notice.

Those who came to appease the families of the victims had put down a pension and left.

The people and things in front of him became blurred like fog, only the death notice written in black and white in his hand was extremely clear, and each word pierced straight into his heart like a knife.

The plane crashed.

On the way his parents were rushing back, when he was looking forward to his parents coming back and reuniting with him at the end of the training camp, the passenger plane crashed and no one survived.

He couldn't believe the fact.There is no way to accept it.

Mu Chen took the piece of paper and read it back and forth several times, wishing to take apart every word to understand it thoroughly, but he couldn't understand the words on it more and more.

how could be?A few days ago, they told me on the phone that they would come to pick me up.

Must be dreaming.

Yes, it must be a dream, just wake up from the dream, and they will all come back.

He put down the notice, and punched himself on the cheek with all his strength, so that he almost couldn't stand still, and fell into a warm embrace behind him.

The person behind him didn't speak, but gently held his hand to prevent him from hurting himself again.

"Jiang Hao..."

"Well, I'm here."

"Jiang Hao, me, why can't I wake up, this is a dream, tell me this is a dream, you punch me, let me wake up." He said numbly, and was about to hold Jiang Hao's hand Hit yourself in the face, but he took it back.Jiang Hao turned Mu Chen around and let him lean on his shoulder so that he could cry freely.

But Mu Chen felt as if all the moisture in his body had been sucked out. He couldn't cry or cry out, so he could only lie on Jiang Hao's body and trembled slightly. After a long time, he was able to shed a few tears silently.

Tears fell drop by drop, and the dark eyes continued to erode, and finally swallowed his entire consciousness.

In the darkness, a ray of light in the distance slowly approached, and gradually transformed into two figures he was extremely familiar with.

"Mom and Dad! You are all right, are you all right? Don't scare me, come back!"

Those two figures smiled at him, like the countless smiles in childhood, kind and full of love, let him treasure it deep in his memory and dare not look at it casually, for fear that it will fade if he looks at it too much, but now, that A smile in this boundless darkness is as bright as the sunshine on which life depends.

They gave birth to him and raised him, and gave him all their love and care. Even though they were busy at work and couldn't get together, they always kept him in their hearts.

He thought that his parents would not leave him, and he still wanted to sign up for the college entrance examination with them, and make himself their pride with his hard work, and he still wanted...and told them that he had someone he liked, he Be nice and nice to yourself.

He reached out to touch them, but they backed away quickly.

He could only watch the two figures made of light get farther and farther away, gradually disappearing, but he could no longer speak half of the syllables he kept.

The light disappeared at the end of his field of vision, and the surrounding darkness swallowed him completely again, like a cold and viscous black lake, pulling him down into an endless abyss.

Ankles, legs, shoulders, top of hair...

The whole person was gradually submerged in the dark water, and his last breath was about to be cut off.

When sinking, a warm hand pulled him up.

His eyes opened, and he saw the light again.

One day ago, Mu Chen's parents had a plane crash. The staff found the school where Mu Chen was based on the information, and planned to personally notify the only immediate family member of the victim and pay the pension. But Mu Chen happened to be training in another place at that time. Jiang Hao offered to bring Mu Chen back to Chen's training camp.

Duan Xuwen didn't think it was appropriate at first, but seeing Jiang Hao's firm and almost crazy eyes, after thinking for a while, he finally accepted his fake.

So when Jiang Hao took the fastest train to Dancheng, he happened to meet Mu Chen who was dragging his luggage to the station.

Mu Chen seemed to have lost his soul, looking at him with blank eyes, which made Jiang Hao feel like a knife, and ran to him quickly to ask about Mu Chen's situation, but Mu Chen couldn't hear anything, and just let Jiang Hao lead him to buy After getting the ticket, he let him drag him into the car and returned to his home in Liucheng.

Just after entering the door, the staff member received a text message from Jiang Hao and went again, leaving a pension and a notice.

Jiang Hao was behind Mu Chen, watching him turn over the notice and read it over and over again, his fingers were trembling and he could hardly hold the fluffy paper, as if something invisible was about to completely crush his thin shoulders.

Jiang Hao saw everything in his eyes, every movement of Mu Chen seemed to be punishing his heart, wishing he could block everything for him, so that he would not be in such pain.

But he can't.

Everyone's suffering must be borne by himself. If it is blocked for him now, it will be even more difficult for him to get out of this shadow in the future.

He can only give Mu Chen a shoulder to cry at will, a harbor that he can rely on at any time, as for the turbulent waves outside the harbor, he is beyond his reach.

When Mu Chen fainted from crying in Jiang Hao's arms, Jiang Hao sent him to the hospital immediately. The doctor just said that the patient's hypoglycemia and excessive sadness hurt his body because he hadn't eaten for a long time. , Jiang Hao also insisted on waiting for Mu Chen to wake up and make another diagnosis before he can rest assured.

The liquid medicine in the hanging bottle dropped little by little. He unloaded one bottle and replaced it with another. He gently held Mu Chen's finger that was grasping in the nightmare, and gently wrapped all his struggles into the bottle. A barrier weaved by ourselves.

At the fifth hour and 4 minutes, Mu Chen opened his eyes.

The dazed eyes met his bloodshot eyes, and the moment when the four eyes met was the scene that the two of them had dreamed of countless times.

However, God's will tricks people, the long-awaited reunion has become a more heart-wrenching farewell.

As night falls, the sky clears, and when the song ends, the banquet ends.

The last trace of warmth in late autumn has faded in the night, and the cold wind of winter dances wantonly in the darkness, destroying the last bit of vitality and bringing the spirit of chilling back.

This year, the winter in Liucheng came earlier than before.People who have time to put on thick clothes in the future are caught off guard by the wind and cold.

Autumn leaves in a hurry, just like saying goodbye, it always comes too late to prepare.

Maybe everyone has to experience a parting, either calm or vigorous.

No one can escape.

No one can escape.

73. Fading Life

Seeing the light from the darkness, falling into the endless darkness, and reappearing the light, Jiang Hao was the only one beside him.

The cold hands were wrapped in warm palms, like a soul being carefully protected.

Consciousness recovered bit by bit, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, and Jiang Hao's tender eyes were close at hand.

But...why...

Mu Chen was suddenly struck by lightning, struggling to break free from Jiang Hao's arms, sat up and looked around in a panic, the cold white light in the ward illuminated everything clearly and brightly, but Mu Chen's