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Song Rou sat by the bed and looked down at Tong Yu, and couldn't help but want to touch him, but Tong Yu was huddled under the quilt.

He coaxed him again: "I shouldn't have said those words at that time."

Due to the time difference and distance, the amount of information he has learned abroad is very limited. He only knows that Tong Yu's paintings are similar to the works of another photographer.That stupid photographer claimed on Weibo that Tong Yu stole the most precious memories in his life, and also tried to expand public opinion and guide social topics.Things were really, really bad.

When he came back, he found that Tong Yu had cut himself again, so he said that in a fit of anger.

On the same day, Tong Yu's incident was reported by the whole school. The BBS in the school was full of petitions to expel Tong X from the oil painting department.He contacted his parents impatiently, trying to mobilize the relationship to suppress the matter.

When he turned around, Tong Yu had disappeared.

Tong Yu's professional counselor, who is about to go home for maternity leave with a big belly, told Song Rou that Tong Yu had entrusted someone to handle the withdrawal procedures.

He found Fu Ruibai in the studio several times, and without saying a few words, she directly grabbed the messy paint on the palette and threw it at him.

She smashed and cried: "How could he plagiarize? How did you believe that he would plagiarize..."

Song Rou stood behind the easel and was splashed with paint. He watched the girl in the white dress go hysterical until finally she sat on the ground with no strength, her hands covered with oil paint made a mess of the skirt.

Song Rou walked in and knelt down and asked her, "Where did Tong Yu go?"

Fu Ruibai shook his head.

"He's not coming back, you'll never see him again."

She muttered, "The people in your trash band really don't have a good thing."

"You too."

She looked up at Song Rou with her eyes swollen like walnuts, and said word by word: "You don't regret it, it's better like this."

At that time, although Tong Yu’s plagiarism appeared to be ironclad evidence, in fact, if he analyzed it calmly at that time, there were still many doubts about the whole matter.

For example, the first two high-ranking hot searches that have been unprecedentedly popular for a long time, and then the hot search that the stupid photographer posted an article at a time and then quickly airborne, the marketing accounts organized and reposted it, deliberately leading social topics, and then it was not. Elementary school classmates who knew where they came from brought the discussion of social issues to a climax.

This series of weird trends does not seem to be caused by pure natural heat, but more like someone is behind the scenes.

He took the stupid photographer's photo and compared it with Tong Yu's painting back and forth, and found that the vegetation coverage on the top of the nearby hills in Tong Yu's painting was obviously much lower.

In the painting, the bay and the low-lying low-lying coastline of the hills in the distance are surrounded by thin sea fog. There is a light white in the yellow-green vegetation, and the vertical thing looks like a lighthouse.

Song Rou bought a plane ticket to England the next day without any hesitation.

After he landed in London, he transferred to Inverness, and took a bus directly to the Isle of Skye in the city.When I arrived on the island, I hired a local named Elf as a guide to find the fjord.

Elver pointed to the white lighthouse in the distance and said: "The lighthouse was newly built on our island in 2017."

He looked at the blue-black sea with reverence, "In addition to guiding the ships, he also brought many tourists to our island."

"Because of the damn storm in the past two years, soil erosion has been serious. Look at the vegetation on these seaside hills, it has been washed away a lot. What a pity!"

Elver sighed and turned to see the handsome tall young man with tears all over his face.

That man was the most beautiful Asian man he had ever seen, but for some reason, that young Asian man looked tired and depressed in the heavy rain and fog in Scotland at the moment.

Elver thought he might be missing something.

...perhaps a person?Maybe.

The photo in his hand fell on the grass, the dew soaked the words on the back, and the charcoal black ink stained the front.

Work "Root System"

Photographed by Yan Jihua on the Isle of Skye, Scotland in 2013

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On the night Song Rou came back from Scotland, she also set up a round at Hongta as usual.

When she entered the door, Song Rou's face was unusually pale, and she went straight to Ah Zuo.The eyes stared at him without moving.

Mengxuan touched him with her elbow: "Yo, what's the matter today?"

Song Rou just glanced at Mengxuan expressionlessly, then turned to Ah Zuo and said, "Give me the photo you gave to Tong Yu."

Ah Zuo said, "Didn't I give it to you a long time ago?"

Song Rou looked at him coldly, didn't answer, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a sense of patience that was about to end.

Ah Zuo suddenly laughed strangely again, "I said so."

"The fat man has retired from school and is still here to chat with you?"

"What nonsense did he tell you again? That I gave him Yan Jihua's photo and asked him to draw it?"

The beer bottle was placed on the table violently, and the yellow liquid mixed with foam splashed out, and he roared loudly: "You fucking believe it?!"

Song Rou frowned, these days he flew around non-stop, except on the plane, he hardly closed his eyes, his biological clock was also very chaotic, and his nerves were a little sensitive to the volume.

He coughed twice, suppressing the destructive desire in his chest that was about to break ground, and spoke slowly: "Do you want me to speak more clearly?"

"When did you go to Scotland to take pictures?"

"How did you make him believe it? Huh? You are in that photo, right? Mengxuan? Or...you?" Song Rou slowly turned her gaze to Xiao Jing who had been silent all along.

The game at Hongta broke up that day.

In the evening, Song Rou received a picture from Xiao Jing.

It was a group photo of Zuo and Mengxuan.

Xiaojing continued typing: The photo was taken in Scotland in February this year, before going to Norway.Ah Zuofa has been hanging on Moments for three days, and only blocked you when he posted it for Tong to see.

Song Rou closed her eyes numbly, a turbid bloody smell welled up in her throat.

It's over, Song Rou thought.His life is over.