You Fang gently pushed open the door, this is a study, there is a large desk inside, bookshelves are lined up along one wall, because it is a new room, most of the bookshelves are empty, and there is a CD player with speakers in one of them, and the sound of music comes from there. [No pop-up novel network]

A man who looked to be in his thirties leaned against the reading chair in front of the window, his hair was disheveled, his beard had obviously not been shaved for several days, and his face looked very haggard, but his clothes were neatly dressed, and he looked out the window motionlessly. When they came in, the man didn't seem to feel anything, as if they were airy and didn't react at all.

Fang Mu was about to speak, You Fang waved her hand to signal her not to speak, stood there and unfolded her mind and quietly glanced at it, and then motioned for everyone to go out, and gently closed the door.

You Fang didn't ask a word, just glanced at the door and came out, looking very unfathomable. Sitting down again in the living room, the old man asked a little impatiently, "Mr. You, what do you see?" ”

You Fang smiled slightly: "Your son is not crazy or sick!" He is just nostalgic for another world and unwilling to face reality. ”

Fang Mu was surprised: "How could he not be sick?" I've seen with my own eyes how he has changed over the past year, and his body has obviously collapsed like this! ”

You Fang asked rhetorically, "Don't you know him?" In the past, he loved mountaineering, skiing, and diving, but later he didn't like to go out, and felt that it was normal for him to be less mentally than before, which was just a change in his living habits, and could not be regarded as a disease.

As for this half month, it was inevitable that he would be haggard, and he was immersed in pain and could not recover. But people are awake, they know what is going on around them, and they can hear what we are saying, but they don't want to listen, so they deliberately turn on the stereo very much. Xie Xiaoxian asked, "Then is there anything wrong with him?" ”

You Fang sighed softly: "Of course there is something, his experience is too bizarre, this state of addiction is difficult to persuade back, if you can't really understand him, you won't listen to any persuasion, and you can't always drag it on like this, your body can't drag it out." The old man's tone was a little cautious: "Mr. You, do you have any good ideas?" ”

You Fang: "There is a way, but you need to cooperate, no matter what I do later, don't interject or bother, just treat it as if you don't exist, especially Fang Yue's mother must remember." I can heal him today and become the same as before, but you should also be careful, don't embarrass him anymore, take your time in everything, he needs time to return to his normal life and burial. ”

Next, You Fang whispered a lot of things, the eyes of the Fang family's parents became more and more surprised, and the boss with his mouth open looked incredulous, but in the end he nodded again and again, as long as he could save his son, it was easy to say anything, Fang Yue's illness was bizarre enough, and You Fang's "medical skills" were even more bizarre and acceptable.

After the explanation, You Fang stood up, pushed the door straight and walked into the study, reached out in front of the bookshelf and turned off the stereo. Fang Yue looked stunned, got up in the chair, and reached out to turn the speaker on again, but heard You Fang say coldly in his ear: "In this case, can Meng Meng come back?" If you want to see Meng Meng, please come with me! ”

Looking at Fang Yue's expression again, he seemed to have woken up from sleepwalking, there was an eager light in his eyes, and he looked up at You Fang and said excitedly: "Do you know my lemon?" That painting has ......"

You Fang interrupted him: "Some people say it's just a painting, and Meng Meng doesn't exist, but you don't want to listen to it." ”

"Of course, Meng Meng is not a painting, she is my Meng Meng, none of you know about it, and you have to ......burn it" Fang Yue's voice was low, and the light that had just ignited in his eyes was also dimmed again, "Turn your head and ignore You Fang again."

But You Fang's next sentence made him get up from his chair, only to hear the strange young man say unhurriedly: "But you yourself don't understand, is she your lemon, or the lemon in the painting?" What was burned was just a painting, and since you said she wasn't a painting, why did you still treat her as a painting? Think about it, and then speak. ”

After speaking, You Fang ignored Fang Yue and walked to the desk and began to sharpen the ink. These things were put on the desk by Xie Xiaoxian just now, and after she put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, she went out, and closed the door, and there were only You Fang and Fang Yue in the room.

There is a framed picture scroll on the table, and the slightly yellowed Ming Dynasty rice paper is actually blank. The grinding in the right hand is also a piece of ancient ink of the Ming Dynasty, and after grinding, the brush is set out, and all kinds of danqing pigments are adjusted in several small plates.

Fang Yue stood up and looked at him, unconsciously burst into tears, and suddenly said: "She is just the person in the painting, but then she lived, I could really see her, and others thought I was crazy."

You Fang raised his head: "Now you understand?" ”

Fang Yue: "I understand, but the painting is gone, I can't see her, either in my heart or in a dream, or ......" His voice couldn't stop choking.

You Fang: "Painting has spirituality, I have the same experience as you, and I don't doubt what you said, but you must also be sober and know what addiction is, and what is your true emotional sustenance." It's useless for me to persuade you like this, even if you can figure it out, it's useless, but as long as you do a few things, I can let you see the lemon in your heart again. Fang Yue walked over, leaned on the table and said eagerly, "You say!" ”

You Fang: "It was a sober experience, nothing more than that you could see a woman in a painting in the world, and for you, she was as clear as everyone else and everything else in this world. You don't want others to say that you are abnormal, in fact, it is very simple, you just need to live a normal life, think normally, and do everything normally. Your parents are just outside the door, and they have promised not to interfere in your relationship with Meng Meng anymore, what about you, what do you decide? ”

Fang Yue couldn't stop crying, nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I thought in my heart. ”

You Fang also nodded and asked, "Fang Yue, since you like a painting so much, you won't have learned painting for more than a year, right?" ”

Fang Yue: "I've studied, but I can't draw so well, and I can't draw ......."

You Fang: "It's okay, I can let you draw it, as long as she is not just a painting, it can be found from your brush, the spirituality of the painting should be given by yourself, that is your real heart, the resonance of your soul." ”

With the words, Fang Yue suddenly found that the surrounding scene had changed, between the arms of the unknown mountains and rivers, the sky was full of white clouds, the wind blew the flowers and trees, and the distant mountains could see many pavilions and pavilions, and there was a waterhole under the mountain spring nearby, the water flow was clear, and you could see the rippling aquatic plants and colorful pebbles at the bottom of the pool.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the desk in front of him with the four treasures of the study, Fang Yue is standing there with his hands on the table, and Journey to the West has already stepped aside, still holding a beautiful woman in a fiery red sexy dress.

Seeing Fang Yue's stunned appearance, You Fang held Qin Yu and said with a smile: "You shouldn't be too surprised, this is my painting realm, here, as long as you can really concentrate your mind, like when you saw Meng Meng before, you can draw the picture you like, unless you don't know how to paint at all." "Come on, pick up the pen."

I don't know how many people in the world have had such an experience, although they are not Fang Yue and have not met Fang, but they have more or less entered an incredible state in a flash of inspiration. Someone has solved one or several equations, someone has completed a sculpture, someone has written a novel or half a novel, and when he looks back, he may never be able to create the same masterpiece and achieve that kind of stinginess. Fang Yue made one such painting in the world of the painting scroll that You Fang unfolded.

Xie Xiaoxian and the Fang family's parents waited in the living room for a long time and didn't see any movement in the study, they were anxious but didn't dare to disturb, they were waiting in anxiety, and the door of the study suddenly opened. You Fang stood in the doorway and waved a piece of paper, then closed the door again.

This fluttering piece of paper flew strangely to Xie Xiaoxian, Xie Xiaoxian stretched out his hand to catch it, only to see that it was written: "Hungry, prepare lunch!" "Looking down the line, it's a menu.

Seeing the situation in the study by opening the door, Fang Yue was no longer sitting on the chair by the window, but standing at the desk and unfolding a painting and watching, with tears still stained on the side of his chin. Although it was only a glimpse, Fang Mu could see clearly, how could the corner of the painting resemble the one that was burned by herself?

Stunned for a moment, Xie Xiaoxian had already handed over the piece of paper and said, "This is the menu, it seems that it will be fine, they will eat later, and we need to prepare it first." ”

Fang's parents took the menu and said in surprise: "It's really okay, there are several dishes on it that Fang Yue usually likes to eat, he will order!" "Fang Yue can order food and can make them happy like this. Xie Xiaoxian also looked at the menu and found that there were two dishes that he liked the most, and it seemed that Fang Yue was not the only one who ordered them.

You Fang and Fang Yue didn't order less, it was almost a table of banquets, and they couldn't do it at home, so the old party made a phone call, and someone would arrange it, and even the chef would come to the door with the ingredients.

You Fang closed the door, turned around and said, "Put the painting away, there will be time to look at it in the future, this is the spirituality you have given yourself, and the person in the painting is your lemon." Although your parents have said that they will not interfere in this matter anymore, you must be sensible yourself and do not deliberately do this in front of them. Now that you're okay, I'd like to ask you something else, and it's time to eat when you're done. You should apologize to your parents and be grateful rather than blaming them, this is the attitude you should have. ”

You Fang asked about Fang Yue's friendship with the Taoist priest, and what else did the Taoist priest say when he handed Fang Yue the painting? As he expected, the Taoist priest not only told Fang Yue that the ancient painting had spirituality, but also taught him a unique way to appreciate the painting.

There is nothing wrong with the method itself, it is nothing more than the way to calm the body, pranayama, and mind in insider kung fu, if this is the case with a painting, as long as the mind is calm, it is easy to integrate into the mind, and many connoisseurs do this unintentionally. But if you have been obsessed with the same painting for many years, if the painting is neglected by others, I am afraid that something will go wrong over time. h！ ~！