"Beichen, you eat more, you've been studying so hard lately." Saying that, Lao He gave a big chicken leg to He Beichen.

"Grandpa, don't patronize me, you can eat too." Beichen was a little embarrassed.

He Yulei walked out of the kitchen with rice porridge, "Here, Beichen, this bowl is yours." ”

He Beichen had just taken the rice porridge from He Yulei's hand, and he hadn't had time to take a sip.

Lao He was already furious: "What porridge did you let him drink?" ”

He Yulei was a little aggrieved and said: "What's the matter, Dad, one bowl per person." ”

"Beichen, ignore her, eat more meat, and the porridge won't be drunk." Lao He turned to Beichen again.

"Who told you to cook. So much rice porridge? Cook so much that you drink on your own. ”

He Yulei also seemed to be angry, walked into the kitchen, and came out with a bowl of rice porridge.

Instead of sitting down at the dining table, she walked straight to the couch and sat down.

"Auntie, come over for dinner."

"You eat yours, you don't care about me." He Yulei said angrily.

"How do you speak? Chen Chen kindly asked you to come over for dinner, what is your attitude? Lao He yelled at He Yulei.

He hurriedly picked up vegetables for Beichen and said, "She doesn't eat it, we eat ours." ”

Looking at the empty seat beside him, Bei Chen seemed to remember something.

"Grandpa, where's Beifan?"

"Gone." Lao He said indifferently.

"Gone? Where did it go? Beichen was a little surprised.

"Who knows? It's been a long time. Lao He muttered.

"Why?" Beichen was a little puzzled by his younger brother's departure.

"Why? Not because of you? He Yulei's voice was cold.

"Because of me?" Beichen was even more puzzled.

"Shut up, what does it have to do with our family Chenchen when he is gone!" Lao He's voice was hoarse.

"He," the woman sneered, "who is he?" Is he your own grandson, an outsider? ”

"I don't recognize him, our Lao He family doesn't have such an uncompetitive child."

"Okay! You scream at a Chenchen every day, but you are so indifferent to Beifan, you will be retributed. ”

"Retribution? I'm telling you, my old man won't be able to threaten you yet! ”

"Grandpa, auntie, don't make any noise. Beifan is gone, have you gone to look for it? ”

"Find? What to look for? A man of his size can't starve to death. When I figured it out, I came back.

Really, he wanted to leave on his own, and I didn't force it. ”

"Dad, you're enough! Why Beifan left, you should know very well in your heart. ”

He Yulei didn't wait for Lao He to refute, walked into her room, and closed the door with a "snap".

"Chenchen, you don't have to worry about your younger brother, he doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, and when he comes back, he will only become a burden to the family."

He Beichen originally wanted to say something, but his mouth that had just opened closed again.

After leaving his grandfather's house, He Beichen always felt that he didn't feel a good feeling in his heart.

He didn't know where Beifan was, and he sympathized with him. He was even more afraid that he would one day be homeless.

Thinking about it, Beichen admired his younger brother a little. He had also left, but he had not dared to leave for so long.

At this time, He Beichen was standing at the door of the bookstore waiting for the girl.

"Beichen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long." Tan Yufan slowly walked towards him in a gradient gauze skirt.

He pulled her over and took her into his arms:

"Xuanfan, you are so beautiful today, like a noble princess."

Bei Chen's hands stroked Xuan Fan's hair, and after a long time, he let go of her.

"Let's go, baby, let's go inside."

With that, Bei Chen took Yu Fan's hand and walked into the bookstore.

"You're going to bring me to buy books?" Yu Fan asked curiously.

"No, I want to take you to paint." The teenager explained.

"Drawing?" The girl looked a little surprised.

"Yes, there is a studio next to it, go with me, absolutely yes."

After walking a few steps, they came to the studio.

On the floor are high and low drawing boards with various patterns.

Beautiful reindeer, delicate girls, teenagers dressed in white, rough seas.

"Excuse me, what do you want to draw?"

A young woman walked from inside, her shaggy hair resting naturally over her shoulders.

He Beichen's eyes went from each painting, and finally he stopped at an easel.

"Do you still have a canvas with such a pattern?"

I saw on the canvas, the sun was setting, and a couple hugged each other.

The boy lifted the girl up, and a big smile appeared on their cheeks.

"Yes, I'll get it for you. The young man's eye is really good, and this painting is very suitable for couples to paint together. ”

The woman smiled and walked towards the room in the studio.

Beichen looked at the beloved girl and saw that her face was as red as an apple.

"What's the matter, are we a couple in the first place? What's so embarrassing. ”

"Okay, here's the canvas you want."

The woman came over with the canvas and helped He Beichen fix the canvas on the canvas.

"Alright, you can start drawing now."

The woman glanced at the shy Tan Yufan again, and quipped, "Young man, this is your girlfriend. Is it? ”

"Yes, that's right." The boy said lightly. Listening to He Beichen's answer, the woman smiled again.

Bei Chen opened the paint and took out two brushes.

"Yufan, you wait for me here, I'll wash the brush."

Tan Yufan sat alone in front of the drawing board in a daze, "This is my fiancée." He Beichen's words lingered in her heart for a long time.

"Xuanfan, Xuanfan, what are you doing in a daze? Xuanfan? He Beichen finished washing his paintbrush and looked at Tan Yufan's blank eyes.

"Well, nothing." She muttered softly.

"Well, this paintbrush is yours. Let's draw together. ”

She took the brush, but didn't know how to put it down.

I saw He Beichen dip a little water with a paintbrush, and then wipe it off the canvas with some paint.

She learned to draw like him, but she didn't draw evenly, and it was very difficult to use the brush.

He Beichen also seemed to draw the girl's embarrassment, "Come, silly girl, I'll teach you." ”

Bei Chen's big warm hand wrapped around her white little hand, and painted it on the canvas little by little.

"You see, to draw like this, you have to use even force, take your time, and you can't be in a hurry.

This is a digital oil painting, simple to look at, but very detailed. Tone the ground over and over again.

Acrylic paint is not easy to apply in the first place, so color mixing is also crucial. ”

"Beichen, I really don't know, it turns out that you know so much."

"Me? I come here often. When I'm sad and bored, I like to paint by myself.

As I painted, my mind calmed down, and some questions were figured out. ”

"But I feel like you like to draw as well."

Bei Chen smiled, "How did you see it?" ”

"I can't see why, last time I asked you to borrow a notebook.

Originally, I thought that the notebook of the god should be very neat.

Who knows, as soon as I opened my notebook, I found that there were cartoons drawn on every page.

But, to be honest, the comics you drew are so beautiful. ”

Looking at Bei Chen's serious and focused face, Yu Fan said again:

"Hey, by the way, Beichen, since you like painting so much, why didn't you consider studying art?"

Bei Chen stopped the brush in his hand and shook his head helplessly, as if he was in deep thought.

"You know, I have a younger brother who studies music."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"It's because he studied music that the whole family didn't like him, but I envied him."

"Why? What do you envy him? Yu Fan asked puzzled.

"I envy that he can live according to his own wishes, do what he likes, and live by his own temperament."

"Isn't it nice for you to do that?

At school is the focus of everyone, at home is the pearl of the palm, and the stars hold the moon. ”

"No, actually, I don't like it at all.

I don't want to be the center of attention at all, and if I could, I'd rather stay in the corner like a cigarette butt I smoked. ”

"Beichen, but, you know what? Your current life is what many people dream of but can't get.

When it's boring to go on stage to receive an award, you know how many people have never stepped onto the podium. ”

"If they like it, give it to them.

Why do you have to torture me? Why? is also a person, why can he He Beifan just leave?

And I, He Beichen, have to stay here every day and suffer?

These honors, who wants, take them all, okay? I just want to live the day freely.

Isn't it okay to lie in bed for a good night's sleep without any restraints, without any pressure? ”

"Beichen, calm down."

"I'm really scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that one day, I will really be driven crazy and kill those who oppress me."

"You, mean Xie Lan?" Yu Fan asked tentatively.

The boy nodded, "Maybe you can't imagine how much I hate her. ”

"But she's your mother!"

"I know. But because of this, I felt more pain.

You say, you say, how good it would be if I jumped out of the rock! In this way, I He Beichen don't have to live in anyone's expectations. ”

"Beichen, you can't think like that.

Is the world just a gray color to you?

Except for stress and burden, is there nothing worth your nostalgia for? ″

"Of course, it's just you. You are the only touch of gold in my entire gray world. Beichen looked at her affectionately.

"But, Beichen, you have to understand that it is impossible for the two of us."

"Why? What is impossible. ”

"You are destined to be admitted to Peking University, and I ......" The girl shrugged helplessly.

"Isn't it enough that we love each other?"

"Not enough, far from enough." Yu Fan shook his head, looking extremely lost. It seems that there is a thick wall between her and He Beichen, and it is difficult to break it with the meager strength of Xuan Fan.

But in the next second, her hand was clenched, "I don't allow you to say that." His head tilted slightly, and there was indescribable warmth in his palm, "Xuanfan, no matter what happens in the future, I want to love you like now." ”