i am your dog

An indistinct rainbow hangs in the sky after the rain, and the sun is reddish in the west, and it will not disappear even in the rainstorm.

At this time, there are no stars yet, but the footprints of the moon can be vaguely found.

Chen Siqi stood in front of the door, his large ancient clothes fluttering slightly in the wind, a little lazy and elegant.He also yawned slightly like a relaxed cat.

It's about half an hour before the meal is ready. I heard that chicken legs are added today.

He is a meat eater and would eat meat every day if his body allowed.It doesn't matter if he grows fat, after all, he has tasted the pain of hunger.

Someone punished him so that he didn't even have the pleasure of hurting himself. He didn't know the joy of self-harm at all, but even a short period of hunger made him ache all over his body.

Pain to the bone, unspeakable.

It was very lively behind him, and there were many people watching Lu Xiao's painting around the room.A trash who claimed to be handicapped carefully drew something on the paper with shaking hands, but Chen Siqi couldn't see clearly.There are too many people, and everyone seems to want to stick their faces on the paper and get too close.

He thinks that a person with Parkinson's appearance can't draw any good paintings, but the artist is able to paint with ease, and his calm demeanor and holiness like a fairy descending from the world really attract people's attention.

In fact, Lu Xiao was quite pleasing to the eye when she quieted down, even her frivolous and cynical temperament was gone.It was as if they were back in time when they first met.

Chen Siqi didn't look at him anymore, he thought he had no artistic talent, he really couldn't appreciate things like traditional Chinese painting that cultivated sentiment, and seeing it was nothing but a joke.

I don't know how Lin Xuan persuaded Lu Xiao to come here. No matter how Lu Xiao looked, she looked like a snake dreaming of Duke Zhou, and would crawl out of the hole unless there was an earthquake.

I just don't know how the earthquake has something to do with him.Chen Siqi smiled wryly in his heart, he was really too nervous, even suffering from persecution paranoia.

As he thought about it, he listened to Lu Xiao talking to someone.This person looks like a dog, but he is quite polite, but he is a bit half-dead once he leaves his old profession of painting.Obviously living a decent life but insisting on putting on a look of lovelessness.I don't know if he can win the hearts of others like this.

Of course it would be the best, but Chen Siqi couldn't applaud.People who are equally unlucky of course hope that the other party will be worse than themselves.

Chen Siqi knew that his thoughts were pathological and disgusting.After being lifted for a while, I forgot that my feet hurt when I walk.A man like him should...

He covered his mouth and retched.An Xian forced him to say every word, which was deeply engraved in his mind, and became a tool for him to ridicule and slander himself.

Even if he no longer needs to see An Xian now, he still can't forget the past.After so many years, how could he forget...

"Chen Siqi, wash my pen for me."

"?"

Is this voice a little strange?

Chen Siqi just recovered and was still a little dizzy in his head.He turned his head and looked for a long time but couldn't find the person who called him.Lu Xiao clicked his tongue, "Hey, don't look at it, I'm calling you." He handed over an ink-stained brush, "Help me wash it outside, don't wash it by hand, it will stain it."

This tone sounds rather polite.Chen Siqi tried hard to control his expression not to look so surprised, took his pen and walked out.The ghost knows what kind of medicine is sold in Lu Xiao's gourd.

He walked for a long time and didn't think of where to wash his pens.There is a lake next to it. Of course, he can't squat by the lake to wash. If the water quality is polluted after a while, he will have to trouble him.

The nearest restroom is a 5 minute walk from here.He looked at the sun in the west half blocked by the mountain, and he really had no motivation to go there.What's more, he is already sweating a little now, so he won't be sweating profusely when he walks there?

No matter what Lu Xiao gave him was hard work, it depended on how he finished it and how long it took.

In the end, he didn't go to the bathroom to wash his pen. Instead, he found a mineral water bottle and inserted the pen in it. He grabbed the bottle and exercised with the water and the pen.

He didn't study art, so why pay so much attention to it?

If Lu Xiao is capable, don't let him wash it.

Humph.

Any pen that has been stained with ink will never return to its original state. After washing it for a while, Chen Siqi pulled out the brush, shook it twice in the air, and prepared to return it to Lu Xiao.

The water has been nourished by him to an old tree, which seems to have a history of hundreds of years. There are many nests of bird friends on the branches, but basically all the birds go to the nest to empty it.

When I was about to be someone, I was hit by something on my shoulder, and then fell to my feet.Chen Siqi looked down, and saw that it was a baby bird, who probably suffered a concussion from a fall, and was lying on the ground and kicking its legs.

Chen Siqi poked it with a brush, and the chick stood up on the spot trembling, looking so frightened that it even forgot its instincts.

Chen Siqi touched the bird's back with his fingertips, and the chick suddenly fell to the ground, pretending to be dead.

Well, here comes a Porcelain, just to use it to relieve the boredom of the great painter.Chen Siqi was speechless by the chick's reaction, he grabbed the bird in his hands, and walked back without worrying whether he would crush it to death.

For no reason, he hates animals.

The way back is not long, mainly because it is too monotonous, and it should have been deliberately made vicissitudes.The low wall can't block the sunlight, it's covered by a layer of gauze.Every crack in the wall is particularly obvious. Some cracks are big enough to catch stones, while the other end goes directly into the ground.

"Hey, you road idiot, it took you so long to come back." The gentleman Lu Xiao didn't move his mouth, at most he popped up so suddenly that Chen Siqi almost slapped him.

"Here's something fun for you." Chen Siqi spoke in a tone that made the children happy.Lu Xiao looked at the bird in his hand in surprise, "Bird? Where did it come from?"

"It fell from the tree." Lu Xiao reached out to catch it, "Why don't you put it back? It's so hard to raise."

Lu Xiao likes this kind of mouth opening very much, and her speech is much gentler than usual.

Chen Siqi threw away the memories in his mind and stuffed the big end of the brush down into his pocket, "Will you wait for me to grow wings and put it back for you?"

He was about to leave, but Lu Xiao hurriedly said, "Grab it for me, I can't hold it anymore." Lu Xiao's hands were shaking violently, seeing that Chen Siqi didn't respond, he quickly squatted down and put the bird on the ground.

"The response was pretty quick." Chen Siqi said nonchalantly, "I'll leave first if you have nothing else to do." There is still a scene to be filmed tonight, so he'd better find a place where no one is around to adjust one time.

Lu Xiao stood in front of him, "An Xian." Unmoved, Chen Siqi walked past Lu Xiao sideways, without any intention of stopping.

"I didn't have time to thank you that year, isn't it useless to say it now?"

The people walking forward paused for a moment, their backs were lonely and helpless, but it was only for an instant.He rolled up his sleeves and turned around, looked Lu Xiao from top to bottom, "It's all over if you have nothing to do, I don't care. Besides, this kind of thing has been going on for so many years...it doesn't mean much to me anymore."

To me, time is nothing but the wind that drags me forward. What else can I do but leave me covered in bruises?Chen Siqi thought to himself, I save people, but no one has ever dared to risk their lives to save me.

The author has something to say:

Si Qi often does things recklessly, because he has nothing, so he doesn't care what the result will be.If he could die, he would not yearn to live, even with Shen Jiuyan by his side.

(￣^￣) This chapter was written in a low mood, and they didn't make them sweet in the end. I'm sorry Si Qi...