Gu Xiaoxiao and the five of them followed Van Gogh to several places, because of the failure of their first love, Van Gogh left his job without even saying hello and went on vacation.

His superior, Monsieur Aubach, soon wrote to Van Gogh's uncle to "make a small report", and Van Gogh's uncle had decided to install his nephew in another central gallery, but Van Gogh almost rudely refused - "My relationship with this fine art business has come to an end." ”

Van Gogh's uncle was shocked and heartbroken, claiming that he would never ask about Van Gogh again, but after the holiday he still gave his namesake nephew an errand to a clerk at the Bruge and Bram bookstore in Dordrecht, which was the last time the two men interacted.

He had been in Dordrecht for almost four months, and anyone could see his near-self-depraved loneliness, but in reality only the little five people saw it, because no one would pay attention to him or care about him.

It was a Saturday night and he took the last train from Dordrecht to Odenbosch and then hiked back to his home in Sondant. Walking alone in the wasteland, Gu Xiaoxiao and his party have been silently following him.

"Sometimes I really feel like a romantic poet." Gu Xiaoxiao took Asu's hand and followed behind Van Gogh, I don't know if it was because he was apprehensive about the "confession and kiss incident" that happened before Van Gogh and Usu pulled away, or because he was afraid of the pair of inseparable men and women beside him, in short, Gu Xiaoxiao held Asu's hand tightly wherever he went.

Maybe it's true that the purpose is not simple, but this is not enough to be regarded as losing conscience, I can only say that I am planted in the hands of fate!

But here's what's interesting. This caused Michelangelo to walk alone.

"Let's go...... is also a poet, obviously a wanderer who is looking for hardships! Michelangelo smacked his lips, which was his usual commanding and arrogant look, although there was only one Van Gogh in the "group" here.

"Rollo, you can tell the truth once in a while." Gu Xiaoxiao smiled meaningfully at Luo Luo, such a pretended shrewd accident is easy to break itself, any man will feel that this girl is too innocent and simple, of course, there are also people who don't eat this set, such as Luo Lili.

"What's the truth?" Michelangelo couldn't figure out the little "desire to cover", and frowned a little worriedly.

Xiao Xiao suddenly stepped forward and pinched the slightly hard flesh on Michelangelo's face. A pretty face bloomed with Yuan Chun's coquettish smile. "Luo Luo envies others!"

"Huh?" Michelangelo felt momentarily dizzy, thinking that his mind had been exposed, and he clearly felt the rhythm of his heartbeat in real time.

"You're always like this, you look contemptuous but you actually admire. Rolls-Royce can sometimes tell the truth. Don't always use 'anger and corruption' at the first time to cover up the 'right in the middle' derived from the subconscious. It felt like a kid's thing. A pair of pale eyes looked into Michelangelo's eyes, and the depth seemed to be pouring all the ideas he wanted to convey into them, "Rollo actually has someone he likes!" ”

Michelangelo was speechless. Looking dumbly at the small eyes, he saw that his uneyed figure fell thinly in the pale and purple eyes, and after a few single tones, he was finally able to speak with a clearer voice, "Yes." ”

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at the indescribable sadness flowing in front of her eyes at the moment, she stepped forward and hugged Michelangelo, and her little hand did not forget to pat it for a while, "It's okay, love is genderless, I'm not so old-fashioned, no matter how many people oppose me, I will definitely support you, so you can love boldly!" And like Van Gogh, you have to say something, you know......"

Michelangelo was stunned, he grabbed his little shoulder and made the little girl look at him, "What did you say?" Regardless of gender? ”

"That's right!" Gu Xiaoxiao nodded matter-of-factly, "Didn't Qiqi say it, you also wrote love poems to the man you like!" What is it...... My vile mortal body is no more, and your charm is not ......"

Michelangelo was anxious to cover Gu Xiaoxiao's mouth, and shouted loudly, "You fat woman, how can you remember what the strange old man only said once?" ”

"Hmm." Even if he can't make a sound when he covers his mouth, Xiaoxiao can also exert his instinct to be colorful.

"Don't talk nonsense, you know? Who would envy that red-haired old man...... And it's not men that I like right now! Do you understand what I mean? ”

"Hmm." Xiao Xiao nodded, and his eyes flashed with obedience, which made people have to be convinced.

"No more nonsense?"

"Hmm." Keep nodding.

"Good." Michelangelo let go of his hand and stroked his aching forehead.

Gu Xiaoxiao took a big breath of air, then rubbed his little nose, and stopped talking to Michelangelo.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say? ”

"In other words, you admit that you used to like men!"

"Hey, Gu Xiaoxiao!" Michelangelo chases after a certain daring "hedgehog" who runs away as soon as he speaks.

"Haha, Rollo, don't do this!"

"Don't run, I won't chase."

"Then if you don't chase, I won't run!"

"Hey!"

"I just, I just want Aso to smile."

"Then you will use me as cannon fodder!"

"It's not just cannon fodder."

"Haha......" Aso laughed unconsciously as he looked at the two people chasing, in this heath-growing wasteland, laughter surrounded the pine forests and the endless heather bushes, and in the distance there were larks singing in harmony among the swarthy corn seedlings.

Seeing Aso smiling so heartily, Xiaoxiao and Michelangelo also stopped the chase, full of relief.

However, laughter and tears are inextricably linked, they are like identical twins, a fertilized egg produced by the union of a sperm called "Yiyue" and an egg called "sadness". This fertilized egg splits in two, forming two embryos. Since they are born from the same fertilized egg. They receive exactly the same chromosomes and genetic material, so they are of the same sex and come out of a mold, sometimes even their own parents are difficult to distinguish.

When Gu Xiaoxiao saw Van Gogh and Asu, he realized that no matter how much Andorphine was secreted in his body, it would not be able to "occupy the high ground" all the time, and there would always be a time when it would "flourish but be about to decline".

****

"None of these livelihoods are for you, Vincent." His father said, "Your heart is drawing you to the cause of God." ”

"I know, father."

"So. Why not study in Amsterdam? ”

"I'm willing to go. But ......"

"Are you still hesitating?"

"Yes, but I can't explain it now, please let me think about it!"

Michelangelo sat cross-legged on an old couch with her arms folded over her chest. "This guy won't still be obsessed with that woman!"

Gu Xiaoxiao studied his posture and tone. A look of displeasure. "That's it!"

"You two ......" Alpha leaned against the wall, speechless at the two men who had been getting closer and closer to each other.

"Van Gogh's eyes on women are really bad enough......" Michelangelo ignored the hot and cold ice sculpture man, who he felt was sometimes like an arrogant sufferer. And more importantly, he discovered that this so-called "sometimes" was actually when he was facing Gu Xiaoxiao. So he didn't despise him, he just felt a little funny, because such a big man didn't dare to admit in front of the person concerned that he was oversecreting dopamine because of her.

Van Gogh hesitated to decide whether to follow his father's path, he knew that his father was running for his future and contacting relatives everywhere to help him because his father was still thinking about him, but when he understood that it was difficult for him to discard the gift of Ursula - "pain", he knew that he really had no way to cut off the strands of love that were entangled in his heart with a knife.

Ursula is still in England and is not married. Although he no longer had contact with her in the Netherlands, he managed to get some British newspapers. After responding to several job advertisements, I finally found a job as a teacher in Ramsgate. It's a port city just a four-and-a-half-hour train ride from London.

"I feel like I'm going to go crazy at any moment." Gu Xiaoxiao looked at the dilapidated school building in front of him located in the square, in the center was a large lawn surrounded by iron railings, on which there were twenty-four boys between the ages of ten and fourteen running and frolicking, and they were the only students in this school.

Van Gogh had to teach them French, German, and Dutch, and at the same time take care of them after school and bathe them on Saturdays, while the school's headmaster, Mr. Stoker, took care of his board and lodging, and did not pay him.

"Mr. Stoker, will you pay me a little?" Van Gogh thought for a long time and finally tried to speak, "As long as you have enough to buy tobacco and clothes." ”

"That can't be done, absolutely not. I can find enough teachers who only ask for room and board. With the face of a squeezer, Gu Xiaoxiao looked at the man who was dressed up decently, and there was a breath of anger rising in his heart, only to feel that he had suppressed a lot recently, and he was about to prop up into a huge balloon and burst himself.

However, "people don't do it for themselves, and heaven and earth will destroy it", Gu Xiaoxiao occasionally feels that this is not a sin at this time, she hooked the corners of her mouth and stretched out a foot, and the "squeezer" who was walking in front of her really fell into a dog and ate according to the pretended "it is providence and not man".

Gu Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and jumped around happily, and Ah Fa pouted, how can this little girl jump when she is angry, and jump when she is happy!

She was only concerned with rejoicing, and did not think in the slightest that she, as a soul, could not cause the living to trip over her. Therefore, only the other three people saw the faint blue light pouring out from the fingers of Alpha's left hand just now.

****

On the morning of his first week as a teacher, Van Gogh left Ramsgate for London. Although it was a long walk and the weather was hot and dry until evening, she finally made it to Canterbury.

He rested in the shade of the trees surrounding the medieval-style cathedral and then continued on his way, until he reached the foot of a few tall beech and elm trees near a small pond.

He slept under the tree until four o'clock the next morning, when he was awakened by the cry of the birds. At noon, he came to Chatham, from where he could see the River Thames, which meandered through the low, partially submerged meadows, and the river was full of boats.

"He's going to find that woman again!" Michelangelo gasped, although he was already a human spirit, but after following this man for so long, he also began to feel tired, "This guy is so leisurely, he lived in the wild last night, don't come out even if he is penniless...... You see so many mosquitoes biting people to death! ”

"Luo Luo, why are you complaining like a resentful woman......" Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat drops on her forehead, and glared at the old man as if she had suddenly realized, "Is it because I am walking alone, a little lonely?" As she spoke, she took Michelangelo's hand, "Come on, hold hands with small hands." ”

"Gu Xiaoxiao, come over for a moment." Before Michelangelo could speak, he heard Luo Lili suddenly stop Xiao Xiao with a cold attitude.

She followed Luo Lili to the side, and the rest of the people looked thoughtfully at the two people with a delicate atmosphere.

"What's wrong?"

"Gu Xiaoxiao, do you know that you are very annoying like this?"

"W-What ......?"

Note: Part of the content of this article is from "Van Gogh's Biography" (to be continued......)