two-way cure

"Are you learning to draw now?" Yang Zhigang asked.

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Although Yang Zhou felt a little uncomfortable psychologically, he still frowned and nodded.

"Sure enough, you really resemble her. People like me probably don't know what art is in this life." Yang Zhigang said with a wry smile, "Your mother is a talented student, and it is not too much to say that she is from an art family."

"Lin Muwan... doesn't even match my name." Yang Zhigang's voice lowered, "But I still got her. I cheated money and sex all my life, but she was the only one I cheated. "

"She said she loves me so much that she doesn't care about anything, she is pregnant with my child, and wants to be with me desperately. At that time, I just thought she was annoying, but she is obedient and sensible, and she is very suitable to be a wife, so I agreed gone."

Yang Zhigang took out a cigarette from his trousers pocket, lit it and took a deep breath, "We just got the certificate, I left her alone in the room, ignored her, turned around and went out to mess around by myself. I have never considered everything about her, let alone the word family, whether it is hers or mine."

He dusted the cigarette ash into the ashtray, and continued, "It wasn't until after you were born that her family came to the door. I didn't know that she was different from me. Whether it was birth, appearance or future, we were completely different."

"She is innocent and innocent, and she was easily deceived by me. If she hadn't met me, she would have developed better, and everything would not be what it is now." He gripped his trouser legs regretfully, his voice slightly weak Trembling, "She was forcibly taken away by her family, and it didn't take long for me to get the news of her suicide."

Speaking of this, he closed his eyes in pain, and the tears couldn't stop streaming down, "At that moment I knew I was wrong, I was really wrong, it was so wrong, I gave up such a woman, just for the sake of the so-called The game world is free and unrestrained in the world of mortals! From then on, I decided to surrender, when you were just three years old, your grandma came to join me from the countryside, and I just left you and ran away, even making a ridiculous reason."

It's a long story, but it's a tragedy. This moment has changed the lives of many people in succession.

Bai Lu looked at Yang Zhou horizontally, and found that he was still staring blankly at the water glass in front of him, his face was calm as usual, but his hands were constantly picking at each other. After a while, Yang Zhou said, "Are you going back?"

Yang Zhigang, immersed in the tragedy, froze for a moment, then raised his head in surprise, "You don't blame me?"

Yang Zhou still stared at the water glass without raising his head, "I have no right, whether you come back or not is your business, what does it have to do with me?"

Hearing what Yang Zhou said, Yang Zhi's hope that had just been ignited was poured cold water.

He was right, it was up to him whether he would go back or not, and he hadn't been kicked out of the house. The so-called unforgiveness was just to get rid of his mental shackles, and he was still so selfish...

The living room was quiet again. Bai Luheng could guess what Yang Zhou and Yang Zhigang were thinking, so he decided to say something, otherwise the atmosphere in the living room would probably remain frozen.

"Some things are not for me to say, but the authorities are obsessed." Bai Luheng got up and filled Yang Zhigang's cup with water, and said in a slow voice, "Escape is a way, but sometimes it will only increase anxiety. How to do it still depends on which side the balance in the mind of the decider is willing to tilt."

Bai Luheng put down the kettle, and said word by word: "Who is more important?"

After finishing speaking, he took Yang Zhou's hand, "I haven't been home for a long time, I'm staying here today, and I'll leave tomorrow morning, come with me!"

Yang Zhou silently followed Bai Luheng upstairs, but Bai Luheng stopped suddenly and almost bumped into him.

"The room on the first floor is a guest room. If uncle has nothing to do at night, you can stay there for one night first!"

Yang Zhigang, who was sitting on the sofa, did not speak, but lit a cigarette with frowning eyes.

Bai Luheng smiled, squeezed Yang Zhou's hand, and went back to his room.

Ridiculous...

Yang Zhou's mind is full of these four words now.

Originally, he only thought that his father was a liar, but now he realized that even his own birth was so ridiculous!

He originally thought that he was not that important to his father, but he didn't expect that he was so superfluous!

Bai Lu turned around, only to see Yang Zhou standing at the door of the room with downcast eyes.

Bai Luheng saw through Yang Zhou's thoughts at a glance, walked to Yang Zhou's side and whispered in his ear: "Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now, you are my light!"

Yang Zhou's eyes recovered instantly, and he turned his head to meet Bai Luheng's gaze, almost touching his lips that were pressed against his ear.

Bai Luheng, who took off his glasses, was no longer so upright that strangers should not enter, but was more peaceful and easy-going.

He smiled quietly, like a holy light in the dark, bright but soft.

He lightly embraced his shoulders, injecting infinite strength into himself, allowing himself to cut off the heavy shackles that had been confining him.

He guides his way forward with a smile.

The thick black mist dissipated little by little, and the bottomless abyss was filled with reality.

Yang Zhou hugged Bai Luheng back hard, hugged hope, and hugged his only salvation.

He hugged Bai Lu and lay down on the bed, relaxed his body, sniffed his scent greedily, and gradually settled down and fell asleep.

Bai Luheng: "..."

Looking at the blue and black under Yang Zhou's eyes, he probably hasn't slept well for a long time, and now he really regrets his self-assertion at that time, which made Yang Zhou feel uneasy again.

Bai Luheng was kept under Yang Zhou's pressure all the time, without moving, his eyes staring at the ceiling, remembering the little things he had with Yang Zhou, he couldn't help grinning.

This time Yang Zhou slept very soundly, he only remembered that he fell asleep unconsciously, when Yang Zhou opened his eyes again, he saw Bai Luheng staring straight at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"What time is it?" Yang Zhou asked.

"It's nine o'clock."

Yang Zhou looked suspiciously at the bright sunlight outside the window, "Nine o'clock?"

"Yes!"

"I slept all day!"

Bai Luheng picked up his phone and looked at the time, "To be exact, there are still three hours left before you sleep for a whole day."

Yang Zhou's quality of sleep improved, but Bai Luheng suffered from insomnia, his mind was full of thoughts about his past with Yang Zhou, the more he thought about it, the more energetic he became, and he ended up staring at the ceiling all night.

He patted Yang Zhou's arm, "Get up, you've been pressing me all day, someday I have to go back!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Yang Zhou smiled monstrously, and his completely different style of painting made Bai Luheng wonder if he was stimulated and had a split personality.

"Ah!" Yang Zhou slapped his head, "It's over, I'm skipping class!"

...really split?

Bai Luheng looked at Yang Zhou with a ghostly face, "Are you still afraid of this?"

"It's not that I'm afraid!" Yang Zhou held Bai Luheng's hand on his forehead, "I've decided! I'm going to take this year's entrance exam, and it's two months away, so I'm in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhou lightly kissed Bai Luheng's fingertips.

"I..." The tips of Bai Luheng's ears turned red, he really couldn't stand this light touch, "I didn't want you to be stressed..."

"I know, I don't have pressure now, only motivation." Yang Zhou dragged Bai Luheng down the stairs.

There was no one in the living room, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, the door of the guest room was closed, Bai Lu Heng opened the door and took a look, it didn't look like someone had lived there at all.

"he's gone."

Yang Zhou was frying eggs in the kitchen, when he heard Bai Luheng's words, he just smiled slightly, "Let him go!"

In the afternoon, Bai Luheng returned to school, and Yang Zhou also began to devote himself to the study of art. As expected, he became different from before when he had a direction. No matter what he learned, he was full of enthusiasm. There were more teachers repeating the exam, but Yang Zhou was unmoved.

In December, the joint art exam came as scheduled, and Bai Lu was wearing a thick scarf, squatting on the edge of the flower bed at the entrance of the middle school attached to the Academy of Fine Arts, waiting for Yang Zhou's exam to end.

The vicinity of the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts, as the gate of the school, is very unaware of the gate of the school. There is no hair around the school, and there are only four rows of straight expressways passing fast cars.Many parents and teachers accompanying the exam gathered around the school gate, and even the flower beds became elegant seats for a while.

"Young man, who are you taking the exam with in the cold weather?" The aunts accompanying the exam spoke to the people around them unwillingly, and it was Bai Luheng's turn after a while.

"Friend." Bai Luheng didn't want to talk, and pushed the scarf to his face.

"It can't be a girlfriend." The aunt had a playful smile on her face, "If you want to ask me, children mature early, how old are you this year?"

Bai Lu stood up horizontally, "Men."

After finishing speaking, he left the gathering place of aunts without looking back, only to hear the aunt who spoke to him just now shout: "Mother Yuhan, come here, there is a seat here!"

"..." Let Zuo Zao say it early, it's been so long.

Bai Luheng took a look and saw that there were parents complaining all over the place. It was too cold to play with a mobile phone in this weather, so he finally found a wall and leaned against it, reading the bulletin boards on the wall to pass the time.

Yang Zhou was the first one to leave the examination room, and it was over when he finished painting. He couldn't bear to let Bai Luheng stay outside in the cold.

After leaving the school gate, Yang Zhou searched for a long time before finding Bai Luheng facing the wall at the corner.

"Robbery!" Yang Zhou locked Bai Luheng's neck.

"No money." Bai Luheng sniffled, turned around and said with a smile, "Why don't you think about it, how about robbing yourself?"

Yang Zhou smiled, held Bai Luheng's face in his hands and rubbed it twice, "It's freezing you, I told you not to let you come."

Bai Luheng's eyes were shining brightly, "Did you know that you look so handsome with your painting bag on your back!"

Yang Zhou was dumbfounded, "Just for this? You said earlier that I would recite it to you, and I also gave you a few posing photos."

"There's more." Bai Luheng muttered in a low voice, "What should I do if I lose my handsome face?"

Yang Zhou smiled and took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, put them on the bridge of his nose, ignored the eyes of the people around him, and pressed his forehead against Bai Lu, "I will never lose it in this life."