short-lived physique

it's wired.

When Xiao Jun laughed, his heart beat fast.His emotions can be affected by Xiao Junyi at will, just like he knows very clearly at this moment that Xiao Junyi is happy for his initiative to get close.

"How about going back to eat hot pot?"

"Ah."

When eating at noon, Xiao Junyi kept looking down at the phone abnormally.Xiao Mu stuffed the last bite of rice into his mouth, chewing with a blank expression like a hamster hoarding food.

"I'm stuffed."

"Well, that's right..." Xiao Jun looked at Xiao Mu hesitantly, put the phone in front of Xiao Mu, and motioned him to look at the picture above, "Do you know this picture?"

Xiao Mu looked down, the picture on the screen was very familiar, it was the one that his senior brother took away before.

He swiped the screen, and on the web page it said 'the best painting of the year - Beast', and further down, 'Author - Shi Jiting'.

"Although I haven't seen this painting before, I always feel that it is very similar to your style."

The young man flicked the screen in silence, and kept scrolling through the comment section, seeing all the voices of praise, as well as the praise of Shi Jiting from his fellow American students.

After a long time, he said:

"So, can my paintings be liked by so many people?"

He was not surprised, nor angry, nor questioned, so plain that it seemed that his work was not stolen, but the person who stole his work was enjoying the glory that should have been him.

This young man, who has always been called gloomy and out of gregarious, really has a pair of very clean eyes.

"Well, at least, I have always liked your paintings, and I will always like your paintings." Xiao Jun said, "Is this person who stole your paintings?"

"I can help you."

……

Xiao Junyi became busy recently, and the room felt empty again.

It was rare that Xiao Mu didn't pick up his paintbrush, and just sat at the table, watching TV in a daze.

When he was silent, he looked like an unwinding puppet, blank, dull, and uninteresting.

The appearance of Xiao Junyi caused splashes in his stagnant water without ripples, perhaps more than that, it set off waves that could not be calmed down.He is almost the only connection Xiao Mu has in this world other than the paintbrush, he will say good morning to Xiao Mu every morning, and also say good night to him every night.

He will not stop Xiao Mu's thoughts, he understands him better than his parents and supports him.By Xiao Junyi's side, he doesn't have to think about anything other than creation.

Just trust him enough, he will help him solve everything.

Xiao Junyi said so.

Really.

"Knock knock knock! Xiao Mu!"

Someone knocked on the door.

Except for Xiao Junyi, only one person will come to the door at this time.

Xiao Mu opened the door, and said as expected:

"Shi Jiting."

Shi Jiting was wearing black sunglasses, and he didn't take them off when he entered the room.He walked into the door in two or three steps, put one hand on Xiao Mu's shoulder, and said in a familiar tone:

"Junior brother, it's been a while since we last saw each other, are you unfamiliar?"

Xiao Mu didn't speak, and took two steps back, avoiding his hand.He looked at Shi Jiting quietly, neither angry at being betrayed nor close to him knowing nothing.

Before coming, Shi Jiting imagined many reactions Xiao Mu would have, but this reaction exceeded his expectations.He froze for a moment in embarrassment, then quickly recovered, and put the carton of milk in his hand on the ground as if nothing had happened.

He tentatively said:

"Recent things...do you know?"

Xiao Mu still didn't answer, it was as quiet as if only Shi Jiting directed and acted.

Xiao Mu's unsurprised expression made Shi Jiting sure that Xiao Mu already knew about it, but it's no wonder, after all, Xiao Mu is not a caveman who is isolated from the world, so he will naturally see his expression through various channels. The painting that was renamed.

The draft that had been made earlier came to mind, Shi Jiting opened his mouth and said:

"I'm here today for this too. Brother, do you believe me?"

"If I say that these are all misunderstandings, will you believe me?"

He didn't wait for Xiao Mu's reply, and then threw out the script he had compiled before.His script was not precise, even full of loopholes, but Shi Jiting felt that it was enough to deceive Xiao Mu.

After these years of contact, Shi Jiting thought that he knew his dull and gloomy junior very well. All his inspiration and brains were poured into paintings, and he was ridiculously clumsy about other parts of life.

He would believe whatever he said, even if he said that the earth was the center of the galaxy, he would firmly believe it.

He has taken away Xiao Mu's paintings so many times, and there will definitely be no problem in the future. He only needs a little appeasement and a little candy, and Xiao Mu can become his factory for producing paintings.

"It's all my fault that I made a careless mistake at the time, can you forgive me, Xiao Mu?"

Xiao Mu looked at the empty cup in his hand and remained silent.

A smile appeared on Shi Jiting's face, and there was condescending disdain in his eyes.Xiao Mu is still so cowardly, he can easily control him between his fingers.

While talking, he walked towards Xiao Mu's room.He remembered that the place where Xiao Mu put his paintings was there, and he wondered if he had drawn new paintings during this time.

It just so happens that he hasn't released his next work for a while.

"During this time, I have also thought about a lot of things... I know, brother, you don't want to appear in front of the public... You believe what brother said..."

Shi Jiting's tone was half sincere and half perfunctory.Xiao Mu didn't stop him, watching him walk into his room.

Shi Jiting didn't even notice that Xiao Mu didn't follow.

Entering the room, Shi Jiting's breathing became stagnant.

Xiao Mu's room is filled with large and small easels, each with a painting on it.Just a cursory look, every painting has the ability to amaze outsiders so much that they can't take their eyes off it, but here it is randomly placed by its creators, like jewels covered in dust, no one appreciates them.

This place is like a king's treasury, full of rare treasures that the world can only dream of.

These, these are all his!

Either one is fine!Can make those people outside worship him!

As long as they are your own!enough!enough!

He, he can confer gods in this field!

The style of each painting here is so strong that it is unparalleled in the world. It is a style that belongs to only one person. Throughout the past and present, it is impossible to find a second person with such a style in the future.

Just like there can only be one Venus with a broken arm in the world, there can only be one Xiao Mu in this world, no, it's Shi Jiting!

The abrupt ending was as sharp as a blunt knife, and Shi Jiting's face was distorted with uncontrollable greed and desire.

He can even imagine that he stands at the top and is admired by others. His name will be written into textbooks and history. Every person who learns to paint will copy his painting skills clumsily, even a passer-by Mentioning his name will bring admiration and admiration.

He will be the name of the age!

In such a short time, Xiao Mu can create so many paintings.He originally thought that there was only one painting at most, and he still needed to appease Xiao Mu so that he could keep painting, but now it seems that Xiao Mu is not needed anymore.

Crazy thoughts flashed through Shi Jiting's mind.

He is about to become the pride of the times, and there is one obstacle left to prevent him from becoming the pride of the times.

Chief Judge Shi Ji took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but he still couldn't stop the smile on his face.He turned around and said to Xiao Mu:

"Give me one more chance, brother, I will make up for my mistakes and hand in the painting for you."

"By the way, are all your paintings here?"

Xiao Mu looked at him calmly, his amber eyes seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul, reaching the depths of the soul, "Yes."

"That's good, that's good. One more thing, don't you go to class recently? Will your relatives and teachers not worry?"

Shi Jiting's questions became more and more strange, and he seemed to be getting more and more impatient. His eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of dust, unable to reveal a ray of light.

Xiao Mu continued to answer as if he couldn't see anything unusual:

"I dropped out of school, and no one else will come to me."

This answer was particularly in line with Shi Jiting's intentions. In a trance, Shi Jiting even thought it was a response from a demon from hell, otherwise how could he easily arouse evil thoughts in his heart.

He knew that Xiao Mu no longer had parents, and now that he had dropped out of school, the contact with his teachers and classmates was also broken.He is eighteen years old and has no relationship with relatives. He is a person who has no contact with the world.

Then, since Xiao Mu disappeared, no one should find out.

Shi Jiting closed the door behind him, and slowly walked towards Xiao Mu.

With a knife, no, too much blood is sprayed and it's hard to clean up.

Use a chair, no, because there is too much movement, you may be discovered.

His eyes fell on the pillows on the sofa.

"Junior brother, I have a good idea to tell you..."

Shi Jiting suddenly accelerated, picked up the pillows on the sofa, and rushed towards Xiao Mu.But the young man picked up the metal crutch to defend himself as if he was on guard, and hit Shi Jiting's face with the stick, leaving a bloody red mark.

Oops!

Shocked by the debacle of things, Shi Jiting simply went to the end, his ferocious face was like the ghost of hell depicted in ancient murals, and he was dominated by desire and rushed towards Xiao Mu again.

Isn't it just a cripple with a broken leg? !

He's going to kill him!Must kill him!

Everything is his!

"Junior brother, hand over the crutch!" Up to this moment, he was still trying to coax Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu was holding one end of the crutch, Shi Jiting was grabbing the other end of the crutch, the two exerted strength on each other, and they were evenly matched.

The strenuous exercise made the boy's hair messy. He frowned, with simple doubts on his face:

"Why..." He whispered the first half of the sentence, as if muttering to himself, "Do you still think I'm a fool?"

Is this ugly and distorted man in front of him really the friendly and close senior brother in his memory?

At the very beginning, everyone in the studio thought he didn't exist, and even the teacher would only teach him occasionally. Only Shi Jiting was the first and only person who came forward to talk to him.

It was raining that day, Shi Jiting lent him an umbrella.

Can there be such a big difference between a person before and after?

Can a person who can borrow his umbrella on a rainy day also want to kill him for a painting now?

Shi Jiting, who fell into madness, suddenly froze, the strength in his hand let out, and a reflection of a boy was engraved in his eyes.

This person, this person is actually laughing? !

Is he crazy? !

How could anyone laugh in this situation? !

The identities of the perpetrator and the victim seem to be reversed, and he, who should be the perpetrator, feels deep fear.

Shi Jiting has never seen such strong emotions on Xiao Mu's face, he looks like a naked clown standing in the ice and snow.

This is not the expression a human being should have!

He's not Xiao Mu, no!

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

In extreme fear, Shi Jiting got up from the ground with hands and feet together, picked up a kitchen knife, and swung it at Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu didn't move, perhaps because of his physical inconvenience, or because it was unnecessary.

He looked up to the door, where stood a man swinging a chair.

Xiao Jun turned Shi Jiting over one by one, and the chair hit Shi Jiting's head hard again and again.

Shi Jiting's body twitched twice, blood spread under his head, and he passed out without even screaming.Xiao Junyi didn't stop, and still hit Shi Jiting's head hard, as if he was going to kill someone.

If the fight continued like this, Shi Jiting would really die.

Xiao Junyi didn't care, he threw away the chair in his hand, picked up the unconscious Shi Jiting, and punched Shi Jiting left and right to the flesh, even smashing his teeth.

The blood on his clenched fist couldn't tell whether it was Shi Jiting's blood or the blood from his own broken skin.

Xiao Junyi seemed to be able to burn all the anger and fear in his heart, which was transmitted to Xiao Mu's heart. At this moment, Xiao Mu's heart was beating as violently as his.

Even though he was in a dangerous situation just now, his heart was still calm, but it beat wildly because of the appearance of a person.

Xiao Junyi seemed to have magic, able to control his heartbeat.

Sometimes, he feels that his body is like a shell, the whole world is a shelf, everything is fake, his past, his experience, and his memory are a pale book.As soon as Xiao Jun appeared, everything was given life.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ Dapeng spread his wings on the verge of spoiling himself, and then silently covered his mouth.The finale of the next chapter, the extra chapter of the next chapter.