Rebirth and death.

This is Bai Qing's theme, and if you explore her paintings carefully, you will find that what she really wants to express is the process of death, and there is no new life.

The real rebirth is when you look at the painting and understand it.

Death is in the painting, and new life is in your heart.

Chen Li'an stepped on his clothes and squatted in front of the easel to look at himself in the painting carefully, and at this moment he felt that the person in the painting was not Chen Li'an, but Qi Lei.

Bai Qing completed his own painting, and Chen Li'an also completed a performance art.

Bai Qing handed over a half-half cigarette from behind Chen Li'an, and the pale cyan smoke floated up in front of Chen Li'an's eyes, and then slowly dissipated.

Chen Li'an squinted his eyes and raised his hand to hold the cigarette, then put it to his mouth and took a puff.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I finished this painting?" Bai Qing said hoarsely.

Chen Li'an slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette, feeling the warmth on his back, and said after a long time: "Emptiness, suffocating despair." ”

Bai Qing's face rubbed against Chen Li'an's back, his fingers reached into his thick hair, and his tone was calm like a machine and said, "You feel it too." ”

"So you're going to me?"

"I need new emotions and desires to fill my heart."

Chen Li'an took a hard puff of smoke, and the fiery red spark burned until the filter did not stop.

"I'm going back."

"Where are you going?" Bai Qing hugged Chen Li'an from behind.

"Go home."

"Then I'll go home with you."

Chen Li'an pressed the cigarette butt to the ground, raised his head and said, "Then I still won't go back." ”

At this time, Bai Qing's state, Chen Li'an can understand, just like after completing the ideal of life, he was suddenly confused and panicked.

The painting of death and rebirth drained almost all her enthusiasm

Without the belief that supports himself, the whole person is like an empty shell.

Although he can understand, Chen Li'an will not let himself become Bai Xinxin's support.

"The warmth time is over, and then it's time to teach." Chen Li'an stood up and said.

Bai Qing withdrew his hand and said resentfully: "You are really ruthless. ”

"It's not love in the first place." Chen Li'an replied lightly, not to mention that he was the one who suffered.

The temperature in March was very low, and Chen Li'an felt that his body that had just warmed up began to chill again, and looked at the dusty clothes on the ground, picked them up and shook them twice before putting them on.

Bai Qing sat on the bed and watched Chen Li'an get dressed, and the admiration and greed in his eyes were undisguised.

"You're in really good shape, and you're the model that a lot of painters dream of."

Chen Li'an stretched, turned his head to look at Bai Qing and said, "It's still the lover that many women dream of." ”

Bai Qing looked at the black turtleneck sweater covering Chen Li'an's well-defined abdominal muscles, and then said softly: "I really want to dominate you and let you be my model forever." ”

"Let's wait until you find your creative inspiration again, now pack up and go out to buy painting materials."

For Chen Li'an, lust does not affect him, he is a person with beliefs and pursuits, even if he looks at Bai Qing's plump and sexy figure, his eyes have not changed much.

Chen Li'an leaned against the door, and the blue knitted hat on his head was pulled very low, revealing only his eyes to watch Bai Qing get dressed.

After Bai Qing took out a few clothes from her box and put them on randomly, she raised her hand and sniffed it again, her expression was a little disgusted, she always wanted to show her best side after a happy night.

The clothes are clean, but the smell of oil paint on them is a bit heavy.

However, almost all her clothes are stained with this smell, which is the most unique "perfume" of the female painter.

Chen Li'an sniffled and said, "The smell of turpentine is very good. ”

Bai Qing walked up to Chen Li'an and raised his hand to his nose, the smell of turpentine and oil paint mixed with a faint smell of sweat.

"It's very much in line with your temperament, and the edges are decadent." Chen Li'an sniffed it and said.

Bai Qing put down his hand and sighed: "I don't like this smell now, it would be nice if there was a bottle of perfume." ”

Chen Li'an stood up straight, observed Bai Qing's expression, and said after a while, "Your current mental state is very suitable as my observation object. ”

Bai Qing stretched out his hand to hold Chen Li'an's arm, leaned into his ear and said, "Then you can observe carefully." ”

Chen Li'an did not reject Bai Qing's intimate behavior, and it is always difficult to separate the spirit and the flesh.

But now is not erotic time, Chen Li'an gently pushed Bai Qing's head away and said, "Let's go, go buy painting materials." ”

Bai Qing didn't care about Chen Li'an's action of pushing her away, but still stuck it on Chen Li'an's neck and sniffed it, she was very infatuated with the current smell on Chen Li'an's body.

Bai Qing was greedy like a child, and asked with curiosity in his smart eyes, "Why do you want to learn oil painting?" Performance art doesn't need to be able to draw. ”

"It's deeper, and I like to explore it holistically, but just observing doesn't make me empathize." Chen Li'an explained.

Bai Qing put his chin on Chen Li'an's shoulder and whispered, "I like to explore these two words deeply and comprehensively, and I can also empathize. ”

"Put away your unhealthy desires, the happy hour is over."

There are many painting materials shops in the vicinity of Songzhuang, and Chen Li'an and Bai Qing bought a lot of painting materials after eating a hot wonton.

From paper and pencils for sketching to oil paints and canvases, Chen Li'an definitely didn't need so much to learn to paint, mainly for Bai Qing, a poor painter who needed to scrape off his previous paintings and repaint.

It is no longer possible to describe Bai Qing as depressed, to be precise, it should be poor.

Bai Qing's only income is to occasionally receive orders for advertising paintings to go out to do wall paintings, but this kind of wall painting income is not much and unstable, which can only support her food problems.

After coming back with a bunch of things, Bai Qing's mental state was obviously much better.

Shopping can really make people happy, even if it's not selling luxury bags.

In the eyes of people like Bai Qing, clothes and bags are far less attractive than canvases and paints.

Chen Li'an piled these materials in the corner of the room, and then picked out a roll of Yamat's coarse-grained canvas and stuffed it under Bai Qing's bed.

"When you have a new inspiration to use this canvas, I hope you will use it soon."

Bai Qing looked at Chen Li'an's pure eyes and couldn't help but say: "It may take a long time, I will take out the paint bottle now, and I may not be able to paint until I fill it up again." ”

Chen Li'an patted the dust on his hands and stood up, sat on Bai Qing's bed, lay down and looked at the dusty roof.

"You need new stimulation, and getting out for a walk might be good for you."

Bai Qing turned around and lay on Chen Li'an's chest, listening to Chen Li'an's heartbeat with a sideways face.

"Just like you? To observe? ”

The temperature in his chest made Chen Li'an feel comfortable, raised his hand to pill under his head and said, "Yes, I am also an empty bottle now, and I am trying to absorb nutrients from you." ”

"Is it time to go deeper and explore it comprehensively? It will make you feel empathy. ”

Bai Qing's hand propped up on Chen Li'an's chest, looked directly at Chen Li'an's eyes, sniffed his face, and his fair skin quickly became red.

Chen Li'an raised his eyes to look at Bai Qing who was crawling on top of him, and couldn't help but reach out and gently grab her hair, the smell of turpentine in his jet-black hair surrounded the tip of his nose.

"I said, the fun hour is over, it's teaching time, do you want to start with drawing eggs?"

Bai Qing put his face on Chen Li'an's face and closed his eyes and said, "You have to learn to draw a circle first, just like this..."

Chen Li'an let Bai Qing lead his hand, but his eyes were very clear and said: "I regret it now, Lao Zhao will definitely not be like you." ”

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Bai Qing stopped his movements, bit his lip and tried his best to restrain the impulse in his heart, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

"You're really calm, no, it's cold-blooded!"

Chen Li'an looked at Bai Qing, then raised his hand and sniffed it on the tip of his nose and said, "The taste of turpentine is really suitable for you, but I'm not cold-blooded, I just don't like to do the wrong thing at the right time." ”

Bai Qing got up from Chen Li'an and knelt on the bed, and said very seriously: "You are too restrained and have no impulse and passion, and you can't learn oil painting well." ”

"This is not restraint, I'm worried that you are too deep, you know your current state very well, if you don't restrain me, I have to restrain you for you."

Chen Li'an sat up from the bed, then found the pencil he had just bought in the afternoon and slowly sharpened it.

Tiny sawdust cut an arc in the air, and then fell onto the charcoal fire in the brazier, and after a while, green smoke ignited and drifted between Chen Li'an and Bai Qing.