"You haven't seen your second uncle yet, have you?" Shuichi Duanmu picked up the pen again and continued to draw on the ground, the outline gradually became clear, this is one

Chen Sheng changed his posture, "I still won't go first, he didn't know that I was here, and I guess he was scolded again when he saw me." ”

As soon as the words fell, a person came out of the boulevard, "You still know that there is my second uncle." Chen Shihan said solemnly.

Chen Sheng immediately jumped up from the rocking chair, from childhood to adulthood, he relied on this second uncle the most, when Chen Sheng was born, Chen Shilin was already in Guangling Academy, as the head of the academy, he had no time to take care of him, therefore, Chen Shihan acted as half of the father's responsibility, responsible for teaching Chen Sheng, the two were like father and son.

I haven't seen him for so many years, Chen Shihan saw that Chen Sheng was now a handsome young man, and he had indescribable joy in his heart, but he still had a score on his face, because he knew that as soon as this kid gave him a smile, he could fly into the sky proudly.

Chen Sheng walked to Chen Shihan's side in a few steps, hugged Chen Shihan, his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted, "Second uncle." ”

Chen Shihan patted him on the back, "um", tears gleamed in his eyes, after many years, he also missed Chen Sheng very much.

"You kid, don't hide it from your father, come here." The two stood facing each other, Chen Shihan looked at Chen Sheng carefully, this eyebrow and eyes are very similar to his eldest brother, and his body is also strong to the touch, when he left, he was only at his shoulder, but now he is half a head taller, and he has indeed grown up.

"Your uncle and nephew, disturb me here a lot, leave quickly." Duanmu Shuichi pretended to be displeased, with a smile in his eyes.

"You old naughty boy, forget it, Chen Sheng will go back to the bedroom with me, and let you stay quiet." Chen Shihan laughed loudly.

"Uncle Duanmu, I'll leave with my second uncle first, and I'll come to see you next time." Chen Sheng turned around and said.

Duanmu Shuichi didn't look at them, raised a hand, and waved.

It turned out that it had been so long, at that time, when he said goodbye to Chen Shilin and them, this kid was only about seven years old, over the years, although there were letters and correspondence from time to time, but when he saw Chen Shengdu so old, he was shocked to realize that time flew so quickly.

After Xiyun and the others visited the academy, they saw that they couldn't find Chen Sheng, so they thought that he had gone back, so they stopped looking for him.

On their way back to the academy, they heard someone talking about it, and the Duanmu academician of the Tiangong Academy, Xiyun, they were also curious, so they pricked up their ears to listen.

I only heard them say, "I have long heard that this Duanmu academician is weird and weird, and now he doesn't even let us visit the courtyard." ”

"Do you know, this Duanmu academician is a famous painting idiot in the Tang Kingdom, it is said that in order to paint, he even ignored his parents, and when he remembered it, his parents had already died. You said that his parents were not pitiful, they died, and there was no one to send them to the end. ”

Everyone sighed, and someone said, "Don't slander Academician Duanmu, this person lives and dies, and he can't make the decision, he is just too obsessed with painting, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

Several people began to discuss topics such as their parents not traveling far away and what unfilial piety was. Xiyun and the others listened and felt bored, so they walked to their bedroom.

Tian Zhen really seemed to be upset with Academician Duanmu, and muttered and said, "These people know the right and wrong behind their backs, although Academician Duanmu has a strange temper, but he is very good, I think that at the beginning, I could stay in the academy, and Academician Duanmu also said a lot of good things." ”

Xiyun looked at the few people who were still arguing, and sighed, "In this world, everything can go well, and the place where the tongue is spoken, unless everyone is deaf and dumb, then there are also things that must be compared, and they can't get rid of it." ”

The maiden laughed, "Why did you sigh so much, like an old man?" ”

Xiyun didn't know what was wrong with her, hearing their remarks, thinking of herself, she also left her parents and came here to find that fantastic life, sometimes, she was also confused, whether it was right or wrong for her to do this. However, in this life, if you don't go on your own, you will still be perished.

On the side of Tiangong Academy, after Chen Sheng and the others walked away, Duanmu Shuichi stopped the painting in his hand, walked to the rocking chair where Chen Sheng was lying just now, lay down, and then picked up the wine gourd on his waist, drank it in small sips, looked at the clouds in the sky, changed back and forth, and sighed.

At that time, he was obsessed with painting, and traveled all over the Tang Kingdom alone, integrating various painting schools, and finally developed his own unique painting style. For a time, the paintings were praised in the art forest.

One day, when he was painting, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen his family for more than ten years, so he left everything and returned to his hometown in Qi County, the capital of Yu. When he pushed open the old wooden door, which seemed to have been sealed for a long time, there was nothing but cobwebs and desolation in the room. He learned from his neighbors that his parents had died three years after he left.

Standing in the desolate old house, Duanmu Shuichi didn't shed a single tear, the villagers pointed at him, he didn't care, and sat at the door of his hometown for three days.

Then he knelt down in the doorway and knocked his head a few times, then turned away, the place that had lost its vitality and blurred his memory.

Alone with a small amount of luggage, he lived in seclusion in a mountain in Yudu City, not asking about the world, and concentrating on painting.

In the mountains and forests, I don't know how long it has been, one day, Chen Shilin suddenly visited and wanted to hire him as a teaching painter of Guangling Academy. At that time, he refused without hesitation.

Chen Shilin was not angry or angry, but every once in a while, he would come up the mountain and bring him some necessities and a table of wine and delicacies. Duanmu Shuichi was not polite to him, and the two began to talk about life and painting, never restrained.

In this way, the two have been going back and forth for more than two years, and once, after drinking, Chen Shilin squinted his drunken eyes, "Brother Duanmu, so many years of Qing cultivation should also atone for your sins, there are still many things in the world, and it is worth doing for you." Although this mountain is pure, do you really want to bury your talent in this deep mountain? ”

Duanmu Shuichi didn't speak, he listened to the mountain wind in the forest and knew that it was about to rain. "Brother Chen, if you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here tonight."

Chen Shilin held the rock in his hand and stood up, his posture was a little shaky, and he stood still. Walking towards the door, he walked out for a while, turned his head to look at Duanmu Shuichi, who was still sitting on the rock, sighed, and walked down the mountain forest.

Who knows, a few days later, Duanmu Xiu appeared at the door of Guangling Academy with nothing to grow, Chen Shilin heard this, and hurriedly came out to greet him, the two looked at each other and smiled, all the Chinese language seemed to be exhausted in this smile, and the burden in Duanmu Xiuyi's heart was also unloaded with this smile.

Since then, Shuichi Duanmu has been the same Shuichi Duanmu again, and it is not what it used to be.