[Net King] Drama Boy

At noon, the sun was warm and warm. Baicun watched for a long time, chose a deserted and clean street, sat on the side of the street and drew for a while, his whole body was softened by the warm sun, and the book turned to a new page and wrote: 'Portrait sketch, the price is free' buried his face in his knees and fell asleep.

Baicun didn't have the slightest sense of crisis of being homeless, and even felt happy for such a gentle and lovely sunshine at this moment.He has no pursuit of material things other than painting tools. He can just fall asleep on a park bench tonight, and staying up late to paint the night scene of Tokyo is also good.

From time to time, I heard the sound of unfamiliar footsteps and cars passing by, and the sound stepped into my dream one after another.I don't know when the dream disappeared without memory, Baicun felt something soft rubbing against his legs, and he barely opened his eyes. Many times he still didn't want to open his eyes even after waking up, the sun is still very good.

The limp one is a gray stray cat with three flowers, half tail, and slightly deformed left hind foot. It is already old, and walking should be affected. It is rubbing against Baicun's trouser legs like a bear rubbing against a tree, and it is slightly limping silently. The abducted wandered around the foot of Baicun.

Bai Cun remembered that there was indeed half a bag of dried fish in the schoolbag, leftovers from the morning.

After taking over this body, I found that my desire for food is getting weaker and weaker. I am obviously growing my body. It is said that half a child is at the age of death, but sometimes a few bags of snacks a day are enough.Although rationally judging that this is death, he has no appetite physically, and he is also very helpless about it. Maybe the original owner still has some depression in his heart.

Bai Cun fed the not-so-cute cat one by one, and then gave it the bag directly, but it didn't take it away and hide it to eat, maybe because it would be snatched away by other stray cats, maybe it likes people.

Seeing that it was eating obediently, Bai Cun picked up the drawing book and drew a sketch for it while eating the small dried fish that had already been given out from its mouth without taste.

After one painting was finished and two were eaten, it didn't leave. Baicun and its amber cat eyes met, and the cat tilted its head and looked at him.Bai Cun couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and hugged it, it didn't hide, and rubbed against his neck softly and affectionately, Bai Cun could smell the bad smell from it, the smell of the garbage dump, so he hugged him even tighter .

Portraits need to be paid, and pay with your body. From now on, you will be my cat, Bai Cun wants to say this to it.

Afterwards, the homeless two little ones basked in the sun and waited for business. There was a school near by. On this street, boys and girls in school uniforms passed by one after another. His business turned a blind eye or hesitated to give up.

Indeed, Bai Cun is sitting there huddled up now, looking young and naive, everyone thinks he is joking.Just when the cat was almost asleep and the sun was setting, there was the first customer.

Bai Cun looked up at the two teenagers parked beside him, with a cold face and a smiling face.Baicun was not surprised that they were wearing the same school uniform as Taocheng, sitting on this street at noon and afternoon, he had already seen many such primary and middle school students, and it seemed that they were mainly leading to the Youth Academy.

"Can you draw me a picture?" She asked softly with short chestnut hair, a gentle smile and voice, and a delicate face. She squatted down and was at eye level with Bai Cun, slightly tilting her head.

Bai Cun also nodded with a smile, feeling in his heart, it is really a standard gentle smiling face, his behavior is also very good, and he is a bit suitable for the boy with facial paralysis next to him.Well, in the morning, I learned that the original body is curved, and now my thinking is inevitably a little crooked.

Bai Cun put the book with the signboard on it by his side and continued to invite customers. He took out another A4 book for sketching from his schoolbag, and he was not in a hurry to start writing, carefully observing the face of the boy with chestnut hair.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stood aside with a straight posture, watching patiently.Fu Er didn't look embarrassed when Bai Cun stared at him like this, and he didn't show any doubts about the painting skills of the immature boy, asking: "Why don't you go home after school and paint here?"

It's also because I didn't have any expectations for this kid's painting skills so I didn't care.

Bai Cun did not answer immediately, with a serious expression on his face, and he stared at Fuji very concentratedly, his gaze was fixed on Fuji's eyes, and Fuji was not annoyed. You can also faintly see his beautiful ice blue eyes.

Shiramura didn't look at Fuji again after he started to write, but both Fuji and Tezuka were attracted by his painting speed and skill. He sketched the lines skillfully, smoothly and quickly, and finished it in a short while.The part above the shoulders is as realistic as a black and white photograph, a handsome young man smiling gently in the spring breeze is left in the lens.

Going home with Tezuka at the end of Fujibubu's work, Baicun looked like a lost boy who had run away from home, holding that ugly stray cat in his arms without being too dirty.

Seeing it wandering around here in Fuji Elementary School, I was amused by the fact that these two little ones depended on each other for their lives. Fuji thought that the child should not be infected and sick outside, and wanted to persuade Tezuka to send him home and remind him Get vaccinated, if you keep holding the stray cat like this.

"It's amazing, but..." Fuji took the portrait with a smile on his face, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Bai Cun showed an aggrieved smile and wrote: 'I lost my wallet, I have no money to go home'

Both Fuji and Tezuka were surprised. Tezuka pushed the gold frame and asked, "Can't talk? A student of Hyodi?"

Well, Baicun is wearing Bingdi's school uniform, and how many people have been fooled, or he will pretend to be dumb in the future, and Baicun is also very embarrassed to speak suddenly.Bai Cun guessed that the boy with facial paralysis suddenly became concerned because he suspected that the deaf-mute boy on the Bingdi campus was being excluded, and bullying on Japanese campuses is also serious.

'It's at Ice Emperor, but I'm taking a leave of absence this semester. '

'Temporarily unable to speak. '

Tezuka nodded.

Bu Er felt sorry for the child, and said: "I still have to go home early, the paintings are excellent, and you are very talented. Now, this is your reward."

Bai Cun took the money enough to take a taxi around Tokyo, this boy, he is really gentle.

Judgment basis: Giving money is a good person.

Bai Cun picked up the sleeping cat on his lap, and moved it carefully into his schoolbag after spending a lot of effort not to touch it when he was painting just now, but it still woke up in a daze, and immediately closed its eyes again.

Bai Cun wrote: "Thank you" and stood up to move his numb body, and finally smiled at the two teenagers.

"It's getting late, is it far from your home?" Fu Er tapped his chin with his index finger, his expression was so cute that people wanted to rub him, "Otherwise, come home with me, I'm not a bad person who kidnaps children~"

Bai Cun's appearance is small, and his facial features are exquisite, but Bai Cun is not short, standing up, and judging by his stature, he can be seen as a junior high school student, and it must be a bad joke to make fun of him.

It is also a kind concern, but it is actually very warm, Bai Cun thought, this kind of character must be very popular, even Bai Cun likes him.

After years of training, Bai Cun has been able to gain insight into people's hearts, but some people are born with all-round slickness, and it is not an exaggeration to say they are geniuses. This is very annoying, but Bai Cun likes it even more.

"It's not far, I can do it myself", from the city center to the suburbs, Tokyo is the farthest, but I just don't want to get too involved with them.

"Okay, bye."

'Goodbye' Baicun carefully picked up Youmeow's backpack and turned around to look for the bus stop sign that he had aimed for a long time ago.

It was only after returning home that I realized that raising a cat meant that the travel plan was stranded. Considering the inertia of Baicun’s house-to-house, that whim trip is equivalent to bankruptcy... I know it’s not good, but I’m still grateful for its arrival and let him die in a high-sounding manner. House.

It took Baicun two hours to clean the cat. It didn't struggle hard, but Baicun was too cautious.He has never kept small animals before. In the gallery, delicate celebrities are almost allergic to carbon dioxide, and even a single animal hair may be complained.

Although Baicun is an adopted son, after the age of 15, he still lives by his performance.

Bai Cun exhausted all his resources to gently scrub it, and in the end Sanhuamao resigned himself to his fate and soaked in the water drowsily. When he fished it out, Bai Cun was in a hurry again, with a smirk on his face as if he had a daughter.

After washing himself and his clothes, it was already late at night. Bai Cun climbed onto the big soft bed and hugged the cat who was sleeping in a ball next to the pillow. When he was bathing him just now, he touched its lame foot. It was an old injury and he had to correct it. No, the most annoying thing is to go out tomorrow, get vaccinated and register with cats.

If possible, I really want Maomao to be registered in his household registration book. From birth to now, this is the only thing that really belongs to him, a nameless orphan.

I used to think that everything was borrowed temporarily, that everything did not belong to me, and that I had a gap with everyone, so I didn't care about anything or anyone.

Now, even his body is borrowed, saying that he is using this body to live a completely free life, but in fact he has no sense of belonging in his heart.

In a deeper consciousness, his soul does not belong anywhere and is not attached to any body.So he let it all go, and he didn't eat if he couldn't eat. He didn't think about going to the hospital to check what happened to his body.

In short, he can stand on the sidelines and stay out of the world, including the life and death of others and his own life and death.

He doesn't know himself that well yet, and he always feels that one day he will be able to ignite his enthusiasm and find something more persistent than painting.The liking for cats is an ordinary liking, mixed with freshness and disappointment. The liking for Fuji Zhousuke is appreciation and jealousy of his talent. Jealousy is rare and new to him, and the one I like more may be this unfamiliar emotions.

Lying on the bed at this moment, generally speaking, he would feel emotional about the first time he went out in another world, the first communication and all kinds of inexplicable encounters, but he had no impression of this in his mind, and all he could remember was the pictures in the painting book. A dry cherry tree, a dirty cat, a beautiful human face... that's all.

Only traces left by the paintbrush.