My name is Yu Zuoqing.

My dream is to become a well-known master of oil painting.

I can give everything for this dream.

But I was wrong, and I couldn't have been more wrong.

Now it's the sixth.

……

Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the worn curtains, dappling into my cramped and messy studio.

I sat alone in front of the dilapidated easel, my brush and spatula slowly roaming across the canvas, the inferior oil dye a little pungent, but I was not distracted and seriously created, sketching one dreamy scene after another.

I love to create, I love oil painting, and this love is like a burning flame that will never be extinguished in my heart.

However, the road of painting creation is not easy to follow.

When I was full of expectations to send my works to major art exhibitions and art magazines, I was always disappointed and hit again and again.

The fact that the paintings could not be sold meant that there was no income, and I had been poor all these years, and every time in the dead of night, I would look at the unfinished paintings, and my heart would be filled with endless confusion and anxiety.

I thought about giving up, maybe I wasn't suitable for painting, until a light in the darkness shone on me, and I met the most important woman in my life: Xiaoping.

She is the most perfect girl in the world, she is the girl who knows me in the world, gentle, kind, smart, hardworking......

Xiaoping is very supportive of my creation, never complains about my failures, I know that she loves me, I know very well that I love her too, in order to support my dreams, in order to support my creation, she goes out to work alone, bearing the financial burden of the family.

She believed that I would succeed.

But...... Years have passed, success has not come, and whenever I see Xiaoping's tired figure, my heart is full of guilt and ...... Grateful.

I am grateful to her and to her for all that she has done for me.

I'm sorry for her, but as a man, she can only rely on women to survive.

Xiaoping has never complained about me, she said that even if I can't become famous in my life, she will never leave me.

It is my dream to become famous for my work, and her dream is to see my work become famous.

I know she doesn't care if I'm famous, she just cares about me.

Is there a better and more perfect girl in the world than Xiaoping?

No, absolutely nothing.

To meet Xiaoping, I must have saved the world in my last life.

The crystallization of love came inadvertently, it was a boy, and Xiaoping gave birth to a son to me.

Looking at Xiaoping who was weak on the hospital bed, I felt even more guilty in my heart, perhaps, I should honestly find a good job, to support their mother, so that our family is like most people, happy, happy, and don't have to worry about money.

Xiaoping seemed to see my thoughts, smiled slightly, and raised her hand to touch my face.

"Zuoqing, it is rare for people to have their own dreams and pursuits in this life, you don't have to worry, even if you keep failing, we can live very well, go after your dreams, I will always support you."

I held Xiaoping's hand and didn't know what to say, how could I marry such a perfect woman.

"What will you name our son?" I asked.

Xiaoping seems to have thought about it a long time ago: "For the rest of my life, you and I will hold hands, no complaints and no regrets, call Yu Sheng, how about it?" ”

"Yu Sheng?" My eyes lit up, "What a beautiful name, it's called Yu Sheng, we want to train him to be the best talent!" ”

Xiaoping shook her head: "Being green, it's not important to be excellent, the important thing is to be happy and safe, just like you, if Yu Sheng can do what he likes happily in the future, and live a peaceful life, it is my greatest wish." ”

I nodded heavily: "Yes!" Happiness and peace! You're right! ”

Since Yu Sheng came to our small home, Xiaoping and I have had a sweet burden in our lives, and a lot of laughter and warmth have been added.

Three years later.

In the early morning, the sun shined through the glass on Yu Sheng's immature little face, he stretched a long waist, showing a bright smile, I happily picked him up gently, took him to the window, let him feel the first ray of light in the morning.

Xiaoping was there preparing breakfast, and the smell came from the kitchen, which made people appetize.

After breakfast, the family of three started a busy and fulfilling day, I sent Yu Sheng to the kindergarten, watching him play with his friends, my heart was full of relief.

Xiaoping needs to work to support the family, leaving early and returning late, and I can see that she is getting more and more tired day by day, and her guilt is growing day by day.

In the evening, the scenery on the road looks particularly beautiful against the setting sun, and I have prepared a sumptuous dinner, and when Xiaoping returns, I will sit around the table and enjoy the reunion time.

Yu Sheng was always eager to share his interesting stories from his kindergarten years, and we listened attentively and laughed heartily from time to time.

After dinner, we watched TV and played some family games in the living room, Yu Sheng was always full of curiosity, asked us all kinds of questions, and we patiently answered them, guiding him to explore this beautiful world.

At night, when Yu Sheng enters a sweet dreamland, my wife and I will always look at each other and smile, feeling the beauty of life, although the family is not rich, but we know that with Yu Sheng's company, life has become more fulfilling and happy.

We look forward to accompanying Yu Sheng to grow up together and create more beautiful memories together in the future.

Yu Sheng is very smart, he has already shown extraordinary talent at the age of three, he learns everything quickly, much higher than his peers, and even kindergarten teachers are amazed by his intelligence.

Later, Yu Sheng took an IQ test, and the result was as high as 142.

I searched on the Internet, 110 to 119 can be called smart, 120 to 129 is excellent, 130 to 139 is extraordinary, 140 or more is very good, two words to describe it is genius.

I am very happy, Xiaoping is also very happy, the future is promising.

The only fly in the ointment is...... There is still no response to my work.

I don't want to give up halfway, and Xiaoping doesn't want me to give up halfway.

If I can succeed, not only can I realize my dream, but I can also get a lot of money in return, so that Yu Sheng can have a better education, so that Xiaoping will no longer be tired.

I started to go crazy, from a desire to succeed, to a stubborn desire to succeed, and I was probably sick......

Yu Sheng is getting bigger and bigger, family consumption is getting higher and higher, and Xiaoping is getting more and more tired.

Finally, the sky fell.

Xiaoping had an underlying medical condition, but she didn't tell me that she had left this world forever due to overwork.

Watching her close her eyes in the hospital bed, I clenched her hand tightly and completely collapsed.

Xiaoping is very important to me, more important than Yu Sheng, if I have a choice, I will definitely choose Xiaoping.

Without Xiaoping, my whole body is empty.

I hate, I hate why I picked up a paintbrush, why didn't I go find a job to earn money to support my family, if I had given up oil painting early, Xiaoping would not have been lying in front of me.

I can't accept this fact, Xiaoping's death has turned my love for oil painting into a pathological obsession, I must succeed! I must let Xiaoping see it in the sky! I can't let him down!

In the studio at home, there is my crazy creation every day, I don't have the heart to care about Yu Sheng anymore, all I can do is not let him starve to death.

Fate did not favor me, and despite my great efforts, even though my black hair turned gray within a year, my paintings remained unrecognized.

I was desperate.

I think of my son.

That's right, Yu Sheng!

Yu Sheng is a genius, he must have inherited my "painting talent", I can't succeed, he will definitely succeed.

I want Yu Sheng to learn oil painting, so that Xiaoping can be proud of her son and proud of me.

However, Yu Sheng didn't like to draw, he said that he liked physics, he liked chemistry, he liked mathematics, and he wanted to be a theoretical scientist in the future.

I'm angry, you have to learn to draw, if you don't learn I'll kill you! You're so smart, how can you not learn to draw?

This is my dream, this is Xiaoping's dream, your mother is still watching you from the sky!

I began to force Yu Sheng to learn to paint, but he did not obey me at all, he was too smart and assertive, and asked me why I imposed my dream on him, you can paint by yourself!

At that time, I forgot a very important thing, Xiaoping's expectation for Yu Sheng is to live happily and safely, and have what you want to do, which is the greatest happiness.

I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm driving my son crazy......

Click!

When I chopped off my fingers with a knife, Yu Sheng's face turned pale and trembled.

"See?! My fingers are gone! I can't draw anymore! You can't draw it yourself, you have to draw it! ”

Yu Sheng compromised and devoted himself to oil painting under my guidance.

I am very pleased that his progress is extremely fast, and sure enough, children with high IQs learn everything quickly.

I kept instilling in him that he wanted to pursue the pinnacle of oil painting art, and that he wanted to paint works that shocked the world in the future, and you must be able to.

I'm getting crazier.

Later, I came to my senses.

The reason for my soberness is simple: Yu Sheng is crazy.

He wants to kill people, he wants to create a series of oil paintings of seven emotions, he wants to forcibly seize life and emotions, and complete a series of great works.

Looking at my son who was so excited that I went crazy in front of me, the biting cold water made me shiver, what am I for, what have I been doing all these years? Am I worthy of Xiaoping?

"Son, calm down, we won't draw, we'll stop painting......"

"Nope! Ha ha! I want to draw! I love to draw! I must be able to, the Seven Emotions series will definitely shake the world! Dad, you wait! You wait for me for ten years! ”

I never saw my son again, and I don't know where he went, but I did know that the Seven Emotions series of oil paintings had come out, and the response was huge.

Two girls died in Jincheng, and the police investigated the whole city, and the oil painting happened to be the second one, and the author was called Qu Chuan.

I've seen the picture, and it's not my son.

I don't know what happened, with Yu Sheng's IQ, he can act recklessly, were those two people killed by Yu Sheng?

Has he become a demon?

Did I create a demon with my own hands?

It's the sixth one, and I'd love to know where he is, and I want to see him.

I want to ...... before I die Say I'm sorry.

(End of chapter)