Note: "Painting" - Wang Yunzhi

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Gu Fan had a dream.

The situation in the dream is as grim as reality. After Han Jue was framed, he stopped all activities and could only stay at home. It's also not convenient to go out, because there are a large number of protesters and hyena vulture-like reporters downstairs. Gu Fan was worried about Han Jue, so he pushed off all the itinerary and moved into Han Jue's house. The ingredients were sent by Xiao Zhou every day, and he and Han Jue were reading, writing, painting, and making music at home, and no one could disturb them. Because it was in a dream, the passage of time was not obvious, Gu Fan only knew that such days had passed for a long, long time. One day, Han Jue suddenly put down his book and said that he wanted to go out for a walk. Gu Fan was shocked and said, there are so many people downstairs, it's not appropriate. Han Jue said as he walked out, they don't recognize me. Gu Fan inexplicably felt that this sentence was true, and the people downstairs would really not recognize Han Jue. He couldn't see Han Jue's expression clearly, and he only felt uneasy when he looked at the back of Han Jue's opening the door. He suddenly thought that Han Jue's father had gone out one day and never returned, so he slammed the door shut and didn't let Han Jue go. Gu Fan said, it's okay to go, I have to come with you. Han Jue shook his head and asked Gu Fan to get out of the way. Gu Fan didn't make a sound. Han Jue stared at him for a long time, nodded and said "Okay" with a smile. However, before Gu Fan could breathe a sigh of relief, Han Jue turned around and rushed to the window and jumped down.

Gu Fan woke up suddenly, his heart was still beating violently, and he was almost out of breath. He looked at the furniture and objects around him that were not much different from the ones in the dream, but more real and detailed than the dream, and gradually recalled-

[It turned out to be a dream......]

Great, everything just went through was just a nightmare. Gu Fan gasped and closed his eyes, making a false alarm, his hands and feet didn't know if it was because he ran out of the quilt, or because of a nightmare, it was so cold. There seems to be a touch of the hand propped up on the windowsill, and there seems to be the aftermath of the cry of grief and indignation in his throat. He retracted his hands and feet into the quilt and froze weakly, reminiscing about what had happened in his dream, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt.

[Fortunately, it's just a dream.] 】

Gu Fan lay on the sofa and slowed down for a while, and the grief and consternation dissipated little by little.

However, when Gu Fan came to his senses, sat up from the sofa and saw Han Jue standing silently by the window, Gu Fan instantly froze, and a layer of fine sweat instantly oozed from his entire back.

The window was open, and the cold wind from outside the house poured in, and Han Jue, who was thinly dressed, didn't seem to feel cold, he just stood quietly by the window alone, his eyes forward, but he didn't know where to look, his hands were propped up on the windowsill, as if he could jump out at any time.

Gu Fan got up from the sofa, tried his best to take his steps lightly, and walked to Han Jue's side casually.

Until Gu Fan stood next to Han Jue side by side, Han Jue didn't react.

Gu Fan looked out the window. Originally, the windows in the house were closed, and the curtains were kept closed. Because downstairs are full of people who have come to protest and shout, in addition to reporters, staring at the windows at all times. But at this time, it was only six o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark, it was not yet bright, and parking was not allowed on both sides of the road downstairs, so Gu Fan did not see the protesters and the reporters stationed.

Gu Fan stared at the street lamp downstairs for a while, then rubbed his arms and asked Han Jue, "Isn't this cold?"

Han Jue was still staring ahead and did not speak.

Gu Fan's heart sank.

"Look, there's a cat there. Han Jue suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed somewhere in front of him.

I was staring at the cat. Gu Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, followed Han Jue's fingers and looked over, and looked at it, but didn't find any cats, only a ball of plastic bags.

"It's a plastic bag. ”

"Really?" Han Jue said with a solemn worried face, "I feel like a cat." It's so cold, I'm going to freeze to death. ”

"You know it's cold, too. Gu Fan angrily brought Han Jue a coat.

Han Jue took the coat but didn't put it on immediately, he walked towards the door and said, "I'll go down." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Pick up the cat. ”

Gu Fan saw a figure not far from downstairs, and was very worried that it was the reporters and protesters who were in ambush to block it, so he prepared to stop Han Jue. But being blown by the cold wind outside the window behind him, Gu Fan's mind flashed fragments of the dream - coat, downstairs, window...... Gu Fan felt his heart being clenched fiercely, his steps paused, he quickly turned around and closed the window, and then rushed to the front and pressed Han Jue's shoulder: "Let the bodyguards go......! Make breakfast first. I'm starving!"

In Gu Fan's nervous gaze, Han Jue took his coat and muttered for a moment, finally nodded, said "It's okay", and then put down his coat and walked to the kitchen.

Gu Fan's shoulders loosened heavily.

"What do you want to eat?" Han Jue asked Gu Fan.

"Whatever. ”

"And that's the same as usual?"

"Yes. ”

Han Jue took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, frowned and began to think about the match, calculating the calories.

Looking at Han Jue's busy figure in the kitchen, Gu Fan's mood gradually brightened, and he was amused by his worries after waking up. He remembered that he had talked to Han Jue about the way he died a long time ago, saying that jumping off a building and dying was not beautiful, so he was excluded early. Seeing that Han Jue is still in order to present a perfect performance at the last concert even on such a day, he calculates calories every day when he cooks, insists on practicing, and refuses to indulge himself at all, so he doesn't look like something is wrong, so he doesn't need to worry at all.

"You'll have to learn how to make breakfast on your own, and it's not difficult. Han Jue was making breakfast while telling Gu Fan in the living room.

"It's hard. After Gu Fan poured cat food for Valentine's Day, he lay down on the sofa and replied loudly: "Besides, isn't this you? ”

"What is this called, I'm the one who wants to get married. ”

"I stayed in the house next door to you, and when it was time to eat, I came over to eat. ”

"Don't let Teacher Zhang hear this, otherwise she will definitely buy all the surrounding houses together. ”

"Cut. Gu Fan pursed his lips in a place where Han Jue couldn't see, and shouted loudly at Han Jue in the kitchen: "Brother, it's not okay if you're so afraid of guilt!"

Han Jue didn't reply, but Gu Fan guessed that Han Jue should be laughing.

Gu Fan remembered the experience of going to "B&B Cottage" before, he thought that he would be treated politely there, after all, he was Han Jue's closest family member except for the old chairman, but he was unceremoniously summoned by Zhang Yiman. Gu Fan was furious, you and my brother are so arrogant before they get married, won't they be even more crazy when they get married? So he wanted to join forces with the hard-working employee Jiang Qi to resist together, but he was reported by Jiang Qi, the "minions of capital", and the uprising was strongly suppressed before it started, and he was almost expelled by Zhang Yiman. After a day and a night of "part-time" trip, Gu Fan felt that this place was good, and he wanted to stay in Dali at his own expense and find a house near the homestay for a few more days, but he was unceremoniously driven away by Zhang Yiman, and lied to him that the homestay was about to be relocated to Xinjiang Province to open a store, and if he had the heart, he could go to Xinjiang Province to live first. Gu Fan was angry and hoped that Han Jue would come out to uphold justice, but Han Jue smiled on the side and didn't stop it.

It was just half a month ago, but now that I think about it, it feels like a world away.

Han Jue made breakfast and brought the plate containing breakfast to the living room: "Come and eat." ”

Gu Fan came out of his emotions, turned over and sat up, staring at the plate. Breakfast was not complicated, just a simple fried green asparagus dragon fish, fruit and yogurt, Gu Fan nodded contentedly: "Not bad." ”

Gu Fan has been living in Han Jue's house for the past few days, and all he eats is the food cooked by Han Jue. At the beginning, I asked for this in the hope that Han Jue would be able to distract and distract himself during such a period, but later, it can be said that it was to make up for the treatment of "Teacher Zhang's B&B Cottage".

Gu Fan carefully appreciated Han Jue's cooking skills like a gourmet, praising this deliciousness, that deliciousness, and he will eat it in the future. The mobile phone that was set aside suddenly rang, and Gu Fan picked it up and heard that it was a call from the bodyguard downstairs, saying that he hadn't found the kitten.

Gu Fan relayed the words of the bodyguard to Han Jue: "That's the plastic bag." ”

Han Jue said, "That's good", drank yogurt, and talked about the method of today's breakfast, how to thaw, how to pickle, how to cook, I hope Gu Fan can learn it. Gu Fan nodded and listened, in fact, one ear went in and one ear went out.

If it weren't for the grievances that Han Jue was carrying and needed to be cleared away immediately, Gu Fan might not be bad if he wanted to live like this for a little longer.

Gu Fan and Han Jue were eating breakfast slowly, and suddenly there was a shout from downstairs outside the window.

"Black Mirror is rubbish!"

"Do you hear it? Your movies are garbage, and the songs you write are garbage!"

"Garbage, scum, let's die, if you're depressed, just die!"

“……”

Sounds come from far and near.

It was the well-fed protesters who came to "work".

Gu Fan's good mood disappeared in an instant, he put down the cup, and angrily went to the window to quarrel with someone.

Originally, in such a situation, Jalens upstairs would always open the window and scold these people, shouting more disturbing than the people downstairs, sometimes splashing ice water, and even letting the security guard throw smoke into the crowd. But now that Jalens has gone to the United States, this matter will naturally be handed over to Gu Fan.

Han Jue stretched out his hand to stop Gu Fan from getting up, "Let them go." ”

Gu Fan looked at Han Jue's eyes and saw that Han Jue was really calm and not angry, so he had to sit down again angrily.

"Han is stupid than to die! Die ......"

After a while, the sound went from near to far, slightly hasty.

Because the bodyguards downstairs chased after them.

“…… You lackeys, if you have the slightest conscience, resign quickly...... Don't me! I'm protected by Chinese law......"

In the days when Han Jue's family lived, it was not the first time that people had come downstairs to disturb the people, but Gu Fan still felt angry every time he heard it. Rao is based on his cultivation and psychological quality, and when he encounters this situation, he still can't help but burst into foul language and want to hit someone. He really didn't understand how much a person had to hate before he could not hesitate to expose the darkness in his heart, and curse a person who had nothing to do with each other to die early.

"There are still a lot of people who like Black Mirror online. Gu Fan was very worried that Han Jue would be affected by the bad reviews of "Black Mirror" on the Internet in the past two days, "Everyone is not all stupid, sooner or later they will give you and "Black Mirror" a fair treatment." ”

Han Jue smiled and nodded, as if he didn't care much about the so-called [fair treatment].

The insulters downstairs stopped shouting for a while, not because they were tired or guilty, but because the reporter hadn't gone to work yet, and he couldn't shout anymore. After all, performers performing without an audience are essentially a waste of talent. Those words just now only announced their arrival.

After eight o'clock, reporters and paparazzi began to go to work one after another, and the protesters were re-energized, and after the number of people increased, the crusade was also neatly heard, they held signs and shouted loudly, put on a show in front of the camera, immersed in the pleasure of justice, and told the young students passing by to be careful of the people in the building in front of them in the future, so as to avoid being punished.

This level is actually enough to disturb the people, but many of the people living around are from foreign countries, and they are not good at defending their rights, nor are they grouped, thinking that more is better than less, so there is nothing to do to get angry, and in the end, most of the grievances will only focus on Han Jue, feeling that it is because of Han Jue's crime that they have been affected by these innocent people, and some residents have even joined the protest, condemning Han Jue, and desperately hoping that Han Jue will move out of this community as soon as possible.

"Han Jue garbage! Han Jue garbage!"

"Get out! Get out!"

“……”

Gu Fan really couldn't bear Han Jue to stay in the living room for too long, so he pushed Han Jue's back and urged him to hurry into the house to practice.

Han Jue walked into the production room with coffee and cat.

Gu Fan washed the dishes and listened to the noise outside, hesitating whether to splash the water downstairs.

After washing the dishes, Gu Fan rolled down his sleeves and walked to the production room. Every day after breakfast, it was time for Han Jue to practice the piano or voice, and he also followed. These days, he has witnessed Han Jue write a lot of music, and the efficiency is amazing, often talking about a certain sentence or a certain word, Han Jue can hum a melody, or even a whole song.

Gu Fan opened the door and walked into the production room with a dark red wall, and at a glance, he saw Han Jue sitting on a chair in a daze, or rather, staring at a painting on the wall.

The oil painting called "Crow on the Rye Field" that Han Jue was looking at was a birthday gift that Gu Fan bought in Europe last year for Han Jue. Gu Fan still remembered that the painter was an unknown painter, so it took a lot of people and a lot of effort to buy it in an antique store in France.

Gu Fan didn't have a deep study of oil painting, so he couldn't judge the quality of the painting, but with Han Jue's love and Pei Qing's affirmation, he could also know that it was a good painting.

The painting depicts a gloomy dark night and a large area of golden wheat fields, which are divided in half by three paths. The color contrast is extremely strong, and the dense short, stiff brushstrokes cover the whole painting, making people stare at it with a sense of oppressive tremor.

"What they say about my songs and movies, I'm really not sure about it. Whether they are loved or disliked, at least they are seen by many people in this world, and then whether they become the nutrients of some people's lives or the garbage that some people hate, it is their fate. ”

Gu Fan was silent and did not speak.

"Moreover, compared to this person," Han Jue stared straight at the painting on the wall, "I'm already a lot luckier." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jue's hands on the keys moved. A lonely melody like a starry night poured out, and he hummed softly:

[Being blamed for being dismissed

was deceived by his lover to despair and force his feelings

A stranger who is stupid enough to leave his ears to decorate his lover

Who has been frightened or frightened

The pain of bitter love is all wiped out......]

Gu Fan was not surprised by this, and understood that it was the painting in front of him and the painter of this painting that gave Han Jue the inspiration for his creation.

Originally, at this time, he would not disturb quietly, for fear of disturbing the creation of musicians, but Han Jue was very different, different from all the musicians Gu Fan knew before. Han Jue often creates in one go, and after writing a poem, it is a song, however, if there is a pause in the creative process, it means that he has encountered obstacles, and it is okay for him to think alone, but it is efficient to chat with him, chatting and chatting, and it is possible to collide with new sparks.

Therefore, when Han Jue stopped after singing a paragraph, only let the sound of the piano continue to sound, and continued to roam as if looking for inspiration, Gu Fan waited for a while, and then asked the painter: "What is his name?" He forgot the name of the painter.

Han Jue's eyes drooped, and he replied softly, "Van Gogh." ”

Inspiration was found.

The softly hummed song continues:

[Have you heard of Van Gogh, it's worth a hundred

His personality is hard to dissect

Survival is understood by everyone

Look at him and have the right to mess around

Maybe the pockets won't be blank either......]

"If I had to say, my own work is not a song or a movie. My real work is my life. After another pause, Han Jue said to Gu Fan while playing, "It's a bit strange to say this, it's easy to understand if you treat it as a biographical movie." My life experience is the main thread of the work, and the songs and videos are the highlights, just embellishments. ”

Gu Fan understood. He thinks so. Han Jue's life is full of ups and downs, from childhood to the present, suffering continues to entangle him, occasionally seeing good, but immediately falling, as if fate favors him but plays with him. became famous overnight, fell the following year, was depressed at the trough, made a stunning comeback, stepped into the peak, and was framed...... This ups and downs are legendary. Every legend is meant to be unrepeatable. If Han Jue's life experience is filmed, it will definitely be wonderful. But it's not enough, the ending of the legend can't stop at [being framed and retiring]!

In the face of being framed, it is not completely powerless to fight back now. On the Internet, Wang Qingjun lit a pinch of flames, and other stars who supported Han Jue and sane and sober people protected this flame together and grew stronger. The old chairman and Zhang Yaohui blocked the black hands behind the scenes, and Guan Yi and Jalens were ready to go to the United States to catch the culprit.

Behind [being framed], it must not be [gloomy retreat]!

"If your life is a work, then this work will be the most legendary work," Gu Fan looked at Han Jue with blazing eyes, "Since it is a legendary work, the ending can't stay here." ”

"The end of the legend......" Han Jue's eyes were in a trance: "Of course it won't stop here." In this way, my work is too unexciting. After saying that, he looked at "The Crow on the Rye", as if looking at the real legend.

[Sold out and bought and sold and bought.]

Who sets the price, and makes a living by selling art

Who would be reduced to a mental hospital?

Shut up passers-by

It's hard to live without being confused

Left him in style

I really want to be sober and have no choice but to get sick......]

Gu Fan got up happily and said that he was going to make a cup of coffee.

Han Jue also asked for a cup. He played the piano and completely recorded the song "Painting" that he had just thought of, and at the same time wrote down the lyrics that he thought of.

Gu Fan, who left the production room, didn't notice that when Han Jue wrote [I really want to wake up and have no choice but to get sick], Han Jue thought for a moment, slowly crossed out this sentence, and changed it to [pick up the pistol and commit suicide].

"Meow~" Valentine, who was resting on the table, turned his head, swept Han Jue's hand with his tail, and meowed him softly.