I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The two walked around the corner of the stairs to escape the sight of everyone.On the contrary, the voice of discussion became more rampant.

The dandy young man who poured wine on Yu Chen shrugged, winked at his friend and said: "Look at his cowardly appearance, he doesn't even dare to fart, he is not as good as Jiang Xing."

The people around laughed out loud, showing no respect to Yu Chen.Even if someone thinks that Yu Chen is innocent, they can't even think of saying a word for him under such circumstances.

In the hidden seat in the corner of the banquet, a middle-aged woman said: "Mr. Yu's son is almost mean."

Sitting next to her was a tall, handsome young man.With a gloomy expression, he seemed to be anxious about Jiang Xing leaving the banquet.

He touched the beautifully packaged picture frame on the seat, and said indifferently: "I'll go find him. You know which paintings in the gallery can be sold. If someone asks later, you can decide for yourself."

The woman nodded gracefully, and said with a smile, "I haven't been a manager for nothing for so many years."

"It's you," she teased, "I heard that Painter Bai has a romantic relationship overseas? With... this young master Jiang."

Bai Luoyun frowned anxiously, "Don't worry about work matters."

"I was just joking." Seeing him becoming more and more uneasy, the manager said, "Hurry up and find the young master."

Bai Luoyun picked up the painting carefully, and hurriedly chased it to the second floor.The housekeeper knew this cutting-edge painter who was familiar with his young master, and gracefully led him upstairs.

Jiang Xing pulled Yu Chen into his bedroom, "It's a bit messy, don't mind."

He let go of his hand, and Yu Chen instinctively squeezed the empty palm, and lowered his head even more.

Jiang Xing pushed away the unfinished model that he had thrown all over the floor, opened the cloakroom in the room, looked back and said to Yu Chen with a smile: "You can see for yourself."

Yu Chen stood where he was, raised his head and glanced at him, and looked away awkwardly.

Even if his surname is Yu, he has no right to touch every plant and tree in this family.

Jiang Xing's ability to get everyone's unanimous love is not just for fun, he has a keen sense, and immediately found that Yu Chen was in a low mood.So I stopped talking about asking him to choose clothes, as it would be suspected of pouring salt on people's wounds.

"I happen to have a bigger set of clothes." Jiang Xing took out a set of washed and ironed white shirt and college trousers from the closet, "You are tall, and you are well dressed."

He stood on tiptoe, hung the clothes on the stand in the cloakroom, gently pushed Yu Chen in, smiled and blinked: "Call me if you change it."

The door of the cloakroom was closed, only the fragrance of softener filled the room.

Yu Chen's eyes were dark, and he stretched out his hand to straighten the neckline of his shirt.

There are several hooks on the stand from high to low, and Jiang Xing just tiptoed to hang him on the top, just because he noticed that Yu Chen is a head taller than him overall, and this height is just right.

The other party is too meticulous.Yu Chen changed his clothes expressionlessly. He folded the old suit that didn't fit well and put it neatly on the shoe changing stool.

The clothes on his body were soft and close-fitting, and dried directly without the smell of sunlight, completely different from his own clothes.

The noble Young Master Jiang is naturally different from the illegitimate child raised by his mistress.One is free from dust in the sky, while the other is wallowing in the mud to survive.

Jiang Xing tapped on the wooden door, "Yu Chen? Are you ready?"

Yu Chen opened the door, his voice was low and barely audible: "Okay." He hesitated for a moment, and added "Thank you."

Today's banquet is to celebrate Jiang Xing's 18th birthday, but there are not many people in the room who are sincere. Jiang Xing smiled gently and politely, but lacked a little vitality.

But as soon as the door opened, he saw Yu Chen who had changed into decent clothes, his peaceful eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised without reservation: "You are so handsome! You should keep your back straight."

Yu Chen paused.When he realized that he was wearing Jiang Xing's clothes, he unconsciously straightened his back.

Did the clothes give him confidence, or did he feel that he was not worthy of the clothes?Hearing this, Yu Chen lowered his head again, his shoulders retracted, which made people look annoying.

Jiang Xing smiled helplessly, and pushed him to the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom, "Look up!"

His voice is full of vitality, the vigor that can only be possessed by a person who has never suffered, full of love and expectation for life.

Yu Chen hesitated for a moment, followed the other party's command to raise his head.

Jiang Xing walked around behind him, stood on tiptoes and straightened Yu Chen's shoulders, "Look."

The young man in the mirror was tall and slender, as if he had changed in an instant.

A piece of clothing, coupled with a little help from Jiang Xing, allowed a person in the mud to pretend to be the demeanor that the heir of the Yu family should have.

Jiang Xing smiled so much that his eyes crooked, and he turned sideways to show his head from Yu Chen's shoulder, and the two looked at each other in the mirror.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with the clothes," Jiang Xing said. "This is a school uniform issued by the school. The material and tailoring are very poor. But as long as you raise your head and straighten your back, isn't the effect completely different?"

Jiang Xing was still talking softly, but Yu Chen lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the outer bedroom, and the housekeeper said, "Young Master, Mr. Bai is here."

"Bai Luoyun?" Jiang Xing was taken aback for a moment, then let go of Yu Chen, and walked out happily, "He's back?"

Jiang Xing left so simply, as if he forgot that there was Yu Chen in the cloakroom in an instant.The back is lively and brisk.

Bai Luoyun?

As he left, Yu Chen's back slumped again, and he silently recalled the name.

A cutting-edge painter with a rough career.The interview said that when he was young, he was studying abroad, he was extremely poor, he was so hungry that he went to receive government relief food, and painted portraits of people in the square.

Even so, he still couldn't afford to study under a well-known painter. As for how Bai Luoyun paid the tuition in the end, no one knew.

It is said that some people have seen him go in and out of places where fake paintings are traded, and there are different opinions.

Some people say that he raises money by painting fake paintings, while others say that he is just picking up the real ones and reselling them.

The interviewer dug deeper into this experience, but Bai Luoyun's personality did not match his name.

He was irritable, gloomy and moody, and almost turned the table over and left on the spot.After all, for a creator, the crime of forging other people's works is too despicable.

Yu Chen pursed his lips slightly, showing no emotion.

Maybe he knew how Bai Luoyun paid his tuition.

Jiang Xing opened the bedroom door, with a pleasant smile on his face: "Bai Luoyun? I thought you were going to hold an art exhibition!"

Bai Luoyun's anxious eyebrows were finally smoothed, and a gentle smile appeared on his gloomy face, "Your birthday, you have to come back."

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "Birthdays happen every year, it's not unusual."

Yes, from his full moon to the present day, everyone brought the best things in the world to him. For Jiang Xing, birthdays are just a routine social festival, and they don't look forward to gifts like ordinary people.

Yu Chen was thinking so wildly that he stayed in the cloakroom and didn't follow him out.

Bai Luoyun's hand holding the picture frame slightly tightened, "I prepared a gift for you, I hope you like it."

Jiang Xing was not as perfunctory and polite as Yu Chen imagined, but was very happy, "What is what?"

It's not just the recipient who is happy to give a gift, the sender is also satisfied to see the other person so excited.

No one wants their carefully selected gifts to be thrown in the corner to gather dust.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Bai is not even willing to let me carry it. It seems to be a very precious gift."

Jiang Xing: "Then... go to my study?"

Bai Luoyun nodded, his expression was so gentle that he was completely different from him in front of the crowd: "Let's go."

The two went to the study room talking and laughing, and Yu Chen, who was waiting in the cloakroom, came out slowly.

The butler was cleaning up Jiang Xing's models all over the floor. Seeing Yu Chen, he asked in surprise, "Why is Young Master Yu here?"

Yu Chen looked at the direction Jiang Xing left, "The clothes are wet, Jiang... Jiang Xing brought me to change."

The butler had already cultivated himself in the confrontation between wealthy families, so how could he not understand what happened to Yu Chen, and said euphemistically: "You are the only heir of the Yu family."

Yu Chen withdrew his gaze, and said in a weak voice, "Yes."

Seeing this, the housekeeper sighed in his heart, and it was hard for them outsiders to say much.Really, the Yu family still has Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Xing, "Are you hungry? Do you want to go down and eat something?"

Seeing Yu Chen shaking his head, the butler packed up the pieces of the model, "Then I'll take you to the room, which is next to Young Master Jiang, with good lighting."

Yu Chen suddenly plucked up his courage and asked, "Where is the study...?"

The butler thought for a moment in his mind, and said, "Mr. Yu's study is never allowed to enter. Young Master Jiang's is at the end of the corridor. He likes to read there, and he also meets friends there. If you want to go and talk to him, just go. "

Speaking of this, the housekeeper couldn't help showing a loving smile: "Young Master Jiang has no temper, and he is so kind to people. Sometimes we feel bad in our hearts."

"I fell down a few months ago, but I didn't hurt my muscles or bones, but I'm old, and it hurts when it rains. Young Master Jiang didn't say anything on the face, and asked someone to give it to the servant on the first floor the next day. The room is fully heated.”

The housekeeper babbled about what Jiang Xing had done, obviously he really liked this young man.

Yu Chen listened quietly.

Jiang Xing is like a little sun, people don't have to do anything, just being around him can feel happy.

Butler: "Since you mentioned the study, why don't you ask Young Master Jiang right now."

The door was ajar, and Bai Luoyun was putting the painting on the sofa, ready to unpack it.

Jiang Xing looked at him expectantly, his eyes were focused and bright, and everyone's hearts were flying for him.

Not to mention taking a red-eye flight from thousands of miles away to celebrate his birthday, even if you sacrifice your life, there are many people who will follow suit.

With moist palms, Bai Luoyun pulled the ribbon away little by little.

It was a portrait.

On the sea cliff at sunrise, an off-road vehicle opened its trunk.Among them sat a young man.

He was barefoot, with one slender leg dangling outside the trunk, and the other foot on the side of the trunk.Wearing a baggy tank top and shorts, he is drawing.

The dark green paint fell on the insteps of his feet, making his skin extraordinarily fair.

The tone of the entire sky and the sea is extremely soft, the color block blooming transition is natural, romantic and psychedelic to the extreme.

All the sincerity and sincerity of the artist have been poured into it.

Jiang Xing smiled happily, leaned over and hugged Bai Luoyun, "Thank you! I like it very much."

He lightly stroked the dry strokes of the oil painting with his fingers, "Why did you think of painting here?"

Seeing that Jiang Xing liked it, Bai Luoyun relaxed the tension all over his body, and said slowly, "I will never forget."

That's where he and Jiang Xing met.

Bai Luoyun: "You saved me when I was desperate."

At that time, he was driven crazy by poverty, almost going astray in painting fake paintings.He couldn't bear the fact that after years of hard work, he had achieved nothing, and he couldn't bear the torture of his conscience.

Bai Luoyun knew very well that if he continued to be poor, he would definitely cheat, so he simply decided to end his life.

And there, he met Jiang Xing who was on vacation.The other party didn't know how to draw at all, so he just took a crayon and splashed it on the paper at will, but it happened that these few strokes of color that were extremely simple aroused Bai Luoyun's long-suppressed desire to talk.

He boldly asked Jiang Xing to continue to meet there, and the two of them did not speak every day, but each took a paintbrush to draw the sunrise.

Sometimes the bodyguard driving Jiang Xing would cast warning glances, but Bai Luoyun didn't care.

It doesn't matter what Jiang Xing's identity is, he indulges in the joy of not needing to think, but only swaying inspiration.

When Jiang Xing was about to leave for his country, his painting was completed.

After the two said goodbye, Jiang Xing secretly helped him find a very famous agent in the industry, and the painting "Sunrise on the Sea Cliff" was sold at a high price.

Although it is nothing in the eyes of a long-established painter, to Bai Luoyun, it is nothing more than an angel's hand of salvation.

Bai Luoyun stared fixedly at Jiang Xing, now that he was famous, and Jiang Xing had just passed his 18th birthday.

He wiped the sweat from his palms on the corner of his clothes, and his gloomy face softened completely, smoothing all the edges and corners for Jiang Xing.

"Jiang Xing, I think..."

"Master Jiang..." The housekeeper's questioning voice came from the door, and seeing Jiang Xing look away from him, Bai Luoyun's expression suddenly darkened.

He clenched his fists, trying to suppress the mania in his heart.

Yu Chen stood quietly behind the housekeeper, meeting Bai Luoyun's eyes.

Jiang Xing waved his hand: "Everyone said don't call me young master."

The butler smiled kindly: "The rules can't be messed up. Young Master Yu said he wanted to see your study, can you?"

"Of course." Jiang Xing was pleasantly surprised that this "brother" who met for the first time was willing to show his intimacy, and waved to Yu Chen, "Come in, this will also be your study from now on."

Yu Chen stepped into the room with hesitation. The thick and soft carpet was unfamiliar and comfortable.

Bai Luoyun took a deep breath, barely calmed down and said, "Do you want to hang up the painting?"

Jiang Xing fondled the painting frame, "Of course," he teased, "Paintor Bai is hard to find now."

Bai Luoyun said helplessly: "Stop teasing me."

Jiang Xing asked the housekeeper to hang the painting on the drawer in the study room. The painting is not big, only the size of two books.

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "Just don't make people think I'm narcissistic."

Bai Luoyun: "No one would think so."

Jiang Xing probably doesn't know how much people like him.

The butler was getting old, and his movements were a little slow, so Yu Chen silently walked over to give him a hand.

He also took this opportunity to see Jiang Xing clearly in the painting.

Yu Chen's eyes flashed.

This painting not only has the artist's love, but also... Gu Qiannian.

Jiang Xing heard the music in the hall below, "Ah, I have to go down and show my face."

Bai Luoyun bowed slightly, "Maybe you would like to dance with me."

Jiang Xing obviously didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I'll do the female step by the great painter Bai."

"Why not." Bai Luoyun raised his lips, stretched out his hand to Jiang Xing, his eyes were deep, "Are you willing?"

Jiang Xing was inexplicably uneasy, always feeling that Bai Luoyun's eyes were too... weird.

He pretended not to notice and fooled around, "It's okay if you don't come here, I really have to go down."

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs first, as if fleeing for his life.

Bai Luoyun glanced back at the painting, and seeing Yu Chen's pale, non-existent face, he straight away looked away, not paying attention to him at all.

Yu Shen sank down again and went back to his room.

Looking at the strange and spacious layout, he looked indifferent and opened the window silently.

He shares the balcony of Jiang Xing's bedroom, and he can go up to a spacious platform when he walks out of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jiang Xing didn't close the window, and the dark blue gauze curtain swayed gently with the night wind.

Yu Chen looked at it for a long time inexplicably.

With great difficulty, Jiang Xing sent away all the guests in the room, and sighed wearily.

Jiang Ruonan and his stepfather Yu Dun traveled all over the world, and it was rare to come back for two days a year. Without guests, the huge manor suddenly seemed lonely.

The housekeeper picked up the phone, "Master Jiang, I'm looking for you."

"Me?" Jiang Xing got up from the sofa, "Who is it?"

He took the phone receiver, "Hello?"

The voice from the receiver was gentle and low: "Do you like the dessert tonight?"

"Uncle Dai? What time is it over there? Will it bother you?" Jiang Xing's eyes lit up, "I like it! The store you recommended is really good."

Dai Pengqing, one of the closest friends of his cheap stepfather, was in his thirties and was modest.In his career, he is quite decisive and very famous.

It is said that we must be friends with Dai Pengqing, otherwise we can only be swallowed up by his fierce methods and merged.

This Uncle Dai is a particular person, and he really likes to listen to operas, ride horses and shoot arrows, and he is never arty.Except for the love history that people talk about, there is nothing to criticize.

However, for a person of his status and status, there is no need to be responsible for not being married, and outsiders can at most give a half-envious and half-joking compliment about being romantic.

Originally, this Uncle Dai would also come to celebrate his birthday today, but unfortunately he couldn't get away from work and was busy on the other side of the world.

Dai Pengqing glanced at the dial in the middle of the car seat, and said with a smile: "It's a quarter past ten at night here. How about you?"

"A quarter past ten?" Jiang Xing hadn't recovered yet, staring blankly at the wall clock, "Why is it a quarter past ten here... No, uncle is back!"

His voice was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect to meet two people who had been gone for a long time in one night.

Dai Pengqing smiled and said, "Come out, I heard you haven't eaten cake today."

"Are you at the door?"

"Correct."

Jiang Xing turned his head to look at the gate of the manor, and he saw a pitch-black car.Dai Pengqing leaned over from the shadows, his face was extraordinarily elegant and handsome under the moonlight.

Jiang Xing immediately raised his hand and waved at him, with a bright smile on his face.

The indoor lighting is warm, and the young man is still young and full of joy, making people unable to help but smile when they see him.

Dai Pengqing responded with a smile, "Change clothes?"

"Ah," Jiang Xing glanced at the loose home clothes on his body, "I just took a shower, so it might not be too formal."

"...Really?" Dai Pengqing's voice paused slightly, "It's okay, come out, I've reserved the show."

Jiang Xing hung up the phone and happily put on his bear slippers.

The housekeeper lit the porch lights: "Master, will you be back tonight?"

Jiang Xing said casually: "I've brought the keys, if you're sleepy, go to bed first, don't wait for me."

He took out the key and shook it, and walked briskly towards the gate of the manor, stepping on the stone road under his feet.

The butler shook his head with a smile. He was an adult, but he was still like a child.But following Mr. Dai out, he is 1 rest assured.

Dai Pengqing saw Jiang Xing in soft home clothes, and unconsciously tapped the steering wheel with his fingers.

You can't sit in the back of someone else's car, it will appear that the status of the two is not equal, and often only the leader and the driver will sit like this.

However, Jiang Xing and Dai Pengqing obviously did not have such a relationship.He skillfully got on the co-pilot, and obediently called: "Uncle Dai."

Even though it was a late night visit, Dai Pengqing was still well-groomed, wearing an informal gray suit with emerald buttons on the neckline in a low-key and restrained manner, and sprayed a very light cool-toned perfume on his body.

Dai Pengqing went sideways to help him fasten his seat belt, and said with a smile: "The shoes are very cute."

"Hey." Jiang Xing moved his feet in embarrassment, "I thought you would say I'm not particular."

Compared with Dai Pengqing's high-end suit, Jiang Xing looked more like a child.

Dai Pengqing: "You count me as half a nephew, how can you be like others."

Jiang Xing: "Is it only half?"

Dai Pengqing couldn't help squinting and laughing: "It's my nephew, okay?"

Seeing Jiang Xing blinking triumphantly, Dai Pengqing stroked the other's steamy hair, "Let's go."

The black body slid into the night, the headlights circled the Manor Road and headed for the highway.

Yu Chen looked away and went into the bathroom.

He did not return the changed clothes to the housekeeper, but washed and dried them himself, ironed them inch by inch, and hung them in the middle of the closet.

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