The Road to Rebirth

On the morning of the weekend, Qin Ziyan stayed in the study leisurely and contentedly painting. Qin's father and Qin's mother went out early in the morning, saying that they were going to meet an old friend. Seeing the situation, they would not come back for lunch. He had lunch together, and said that he didn't see Qu Mohan all day yesterday.

I don’t know when it started, but he has gradually gotten used to having someone by his side. This feeling has never been felt in the past 20 years. In the past, he would eat with his colleagues every day, but he has never been accompanied by only one person like now. , this habit is truly addictive.

Qu Mohan is a very proactive person, pushing into his life forcefully, domineeringly turning a blind eye to his refusal, Qin Ziyan suddenly laughed, a person like him who is used to being calm, perhaps just needs such a strong person , occupying his life and his person.

The sound of the doorbell interrupted Qin Ziyan's thoughts. He put down his palette and brushes, got up and went to open the door. The person he saw in the door mirror made him slightly stunned. He thought it was Qu Mohan who had come over so early. Unexpectedly, outside the door The person in question turned out to be Sheng Xuanling. Speaking of which, it had been a while since I had seen Sheng Xuanling.

Qin Ziyan's hand on the doorknob was a little hesitant. His parents were not at home now, and he stayed alone at the teacher's house as a "student". How much did Sheng Xuanling investigate?

The doorbell only rang a few times, and soon the room returned to silence. Through the door mirror, Qin Ziyan could still see Sheng Xuanling still standing outside the door, making countless girls secretly look back at the expressionless face, standing like a statue , without anger, and without the slightest impatience.

Qin Ziyan sighed softly, opened the door and smiled slightly: "Mr. Sheng, why are you here?"

Sheng Xuanling seemed to have expected that it would be Qin Ziyan who would open the door, and nodded indifferently: "Yes."

Qin Ziyan took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and explained: "The professor and auntie are out, and they won't be back until the afternoon."

Sheng Xuanling put the gifts he brought on the cabinet, changed his shoes in silence, and followed Qin Ziyan into the living room.

"Please sit down, I'll make tea." Qin Ziyan pointed to the sofa, turned and went into the kitchen.

Sheng Xuanling's silence made the atmosphere very awkward. At this time, Qin Ziyan especially hoped that Qu Mohan would come sooner. Sheng Xuanling is a taciturn person like Qu Mohan, but after getting to know Qu Mohan, he and Qu Mohan got along very well. , but he and Sheng Xuanling only had nodding acquaintances in the past.

"Teacher Sheng, please drink tea." Qin Ziyan put the teacup on the coffee table, and there was no lack of courtesy.

Sheng Xuanling glanced at Qin Ziyan, who was calm and unhurried, and then turned his gaze to the study room with the door open. From this angle, he could just see the half-finished ink painting on the easel. He turned his gaze to Qin Ziyan and asked: "Are you drawing?"

Qin Ziyan said: "Well, I joined the painting club this semester. I originally learned calligraphy from Professor Qin. Later, Professor Qin knew that I was still learning ink painting, so he introduced an ink painting teacher to guide me. I usually study at Professor Qin's home. The teacher occasionally comes to guide me."

Sheng Xuanling was silent for a while, and said, "Can I take a look?"

Qin Ziyan paused, got up and took Sheng Xuanling into the study: "I'm studying "Ink and Wash Jiangnan" for the past few days, and I just started painting."

Sheng Xuanling walked to the easel and carefully admired the semi-finished "Ink and Wash Jiangnan". Qin Ziyan's ink painting skills are not mature enough, but he can see Qin Ziyan's seriousness and hard work. The four words "Ink and Wash Jiangnan" on the painting are written in official script. It is particularly eye-catching.

Sheng Xuanling stared at these four words fixedly, which was exactly the same as the familiarity buried in his memory. He involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched the canvas lightly. After a long time, he retracted his hand and looked around. There were still several paintings and calligraphy works hanging on the wall. In the center is a "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

Qin Ziyan leaned gently on the desk, not interrupting Sheng Xuanling's distraction, nor missing the guilt in Sheng Xuanling's eyes.

Sheng Xuanling turned to look at the calm Qin Ziyan: "Can you send this painting to me after it's finished?"

Qin Ziyan straightened up and walked to the easel, holding his chest with one hand and his chin with the other. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think there was anything worth collecting and appreciating about this painting. He was studying lotus flowers a while ago, and today he started painting ink and wash for the first time. Jiangnan, to be honest, his paintings are still rough.

"Of course, as long as Teacher Sheng doesn't dislike it, but it may take some time." Qin Ziyan couldn't evade it.

Sheng Xuanling showed a rare faint smile, and walked to the desk by the window. There was still a calligraphy work spread out on the desk. It could be seen that it had just been completed, and there were a bunch of scrolled paintings. After getting Qin Ziyan's consent, He opened several paintings, all of which were lotus flowers in different shapes.

"Can you give me some?" Sheng Xuanling turned to ask Qin Ziyan.

"It's still the same sentence, as long as Teacher Sheng doesn't dislike it." Although Qin Ziyan was puzzled, he didn't ask further.

Sheng Xuanling showed joy, and picked out some lotus and bamboo: "How about these?"

Qin Ziyan nodded. These are all his practice works. Father Qin took all the better paintings and framed them as gifts. The only one left, "Ode to Bamboo", is now hanging in the living room. In addition, most of his calligraphy works were given away.

"You learn calligraphy very well." Sheng Xuanling reached out and stroked the rice paper spread out on the desk.

Qin Ziyan stepped forward and said ambiguously, "It's the teacher who teaches well."

Sheng Xuanling turned his head and looked at Qin Ziyan quietly. Qin Ziyan just kept a calm smile, without a trace of panic when lying, and his vision gradually began to blur. Qin Ziyan's confident face gradually turned into the dazzling one in his memory. , Captivating face.

Qin Ziyan!

This name has long been an untouchable pain in his heart. He woke up countless times from nightmares and saw Qin Ziyan covered in blood. When Qin Ziyan just passed away, he could only sleep with sleeping pills. His good friend Cheng Zhe all judged him to be a heart disease.

Sheng Xuanling couldn't get rid of his inner demons. If he hadn't suddenly asked Qin Ziyan to go out, Qin Ziyan wouldn't have died. What else in the world could be more cruel than killing the person he loves?What was supposed to be a beautiful confession turned into sending the beloved one to hell.

Hearing the news of Qin Ziyan's death in a car accident, Sheng Xuanling only felt his heart crack open, and he could no longer hear any sounds around him. In the end, Cheng Zhe found him by the side of the road. At that time, it was already pitch black. Unknowingly, I stayed in the car for more than ten hours.

In the days that followed, Sheng Xuanling lived in a muddle. He didn't go to school for several days. He even thought that it would be good to just die and go down to accompany Qin Ziyan. Qin Ziyan would not be so lonely alone until his cousin Sheng Xuyu never saw If he didn't go down, he was thrown to Cheng Zhe.

When Sheng Xuyu threw a copy of Qin Ziyan's death information in front of him, Sheng Xuanling didn't feel relieved, nor could he hate Qin Ziyan. The "culprit" was still him. At first, he didn't take Qin Ziyan to heart at all, until after the military training was over. Suddenly, Qin Ziyan's name spread throughout the school.

When seeing Qin Ziyan for the first time, the amazing appearance and calm personality undoubtedly made people unforgettable, but what shocked Sheng Xuanling the most was Qin Ziyan's temperament, the confidence and brilliance he inadvertently displayed in his gestures, and deep in his heart The sense of familiarity is exactly the same.

Sheng Xuanling began to pay attention to Qin Ziyan uncontrollably. Qin Ziyan gradually showed a convincing talent. Not only did he write good calligraphy, he also gradually emerged in the painting club. More and more people surrounded Qin Ziyan, starting from Li Xin To Ye Zhichen, then to Qu Mohan and Tang Zhiheng.

When he saw Qin Ziyan's calligraphy works, Sheng Xuanling held his breath for an instant, his heart beating violently, the handwriting was almost exactly the same as Qin Ziyan's, until Qin Ziyan's personal information was in front of him, he could hardly believe his eyes, a ridiculous Thoughts take shape in your mind.

Qin Ziyan's parents died early, and he lived alone. He was cowardly, inferior, taciturn, with mediocre grades, and he didn't have any calligraphy or painting talent. The day of Qin Ziyan's car accident happened to be the anniversary of Qin Ziyan's father's death. Qin Ziyan died in order to avoid Qin Ziyan who was crossing the road.

Later, Qin Ziyan suddenly appeared at Qin Ziyan's house. From that day on, Qin Ziyan never left here again.

Sheng Xuanling looked at Qin Ziyan fixedly, slowly raised his hand, and the palm slowly approached Qin Ziyan's face...

"Zi Yan!" Qu Mohan's slightly angry cold voice suddenly came from the door, his face expressionless.

"Mo Han." Qin Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to Qu Mohan's side, and looked back at Sheng Xuanling faintly.

He knew that Sheng Xuanling had a heart knot about his death. This was his study room before he was alive. It was understandable that Sheng Xuanling would be thinking wildly, so he didn't bother Sheng Xuanling. But just now, he felt that Sheng Xuanling's eyes were full of What a complicated feeling, it was a feeling that he didn't want to touch and understand at all.

"Huh? Xuanling is here too?" Seeing Qu Mohan and Qin Ziyan standing at the door, Mother Qin came forward curiously, but saw Sheng Xuanling in the study. She felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was a bit weird, so she hurried She smiled and said, "Why don't you sit in the living room? Zi Yan, go make tea."

"Okay!" Qin Ziyan pulled Qu Mohan's wrist, turned to Sheng Xuanling and said, "Mr. Sheng, let's sit and chat in the living room."

Qin's mother warmly greeted Qu Mohan and Sheng Xuanling to the living room, Qin's father who came back together was also very happy to see them.

Qin Ziyan and Mother Qin went to the kitchen to make tea and fruit plates, and asked, "Mom, why are you and Dad back? And Mo Han?"

"We were just going to meet old friends. We didn't intend to stay for dinner. When we came back, we happened to meet Mo Han. Why, you and Mo Han are going out for dinner again?" After getting along frequently, Qin's mother liked Qu Mohan more and more. , "Since everyone is here, let's stay and have dinner together."

Qin Ziyan nodded, thought of Sheng Xuanling, and asked, "Mom, has Sheng Xuanling been to our house before?"

Qin's mother sighed softly: "In the month you went to the military training, he came several times. It can be seen that he was very depressed. Your father and I also persuaded him several times. I don't know how much he listened to it. It's been a long time since I saw him, and today I see him in much better spirits than before."

Qin Ziyan was thoughtful: "Sheng Xuanling is as thoughtful as Mo Han. I suspect that Mo Han already knows that I am Qin Ziyan, but Mo Han is very concerned about my feelings and has not exposed me so far. Sheng Xuanling is not Mo Han." , he may investigate me in private."

"Such an outrageous thing, even if they doubt it, they can't prove it." Qin's mother comforted Qin Ziyan's back.

Qin Ziyan smiled, picked up the tray and went back to the living room. With Qin's father present, the atmosphere between Qu Mohan and Sheng Xuanling eased. He could feel that the sudden move of Sheng Xuanling just now made Qu Mohan feel uncomfortable. Seeing it in his eyes, and being very angry, this guy shouldn't be jealous, right?

"It's rare to be so busy today, Xuan Ling, Mo Han, why don't you stay and have lunch together?" Mother Qin invited happily.

"Thank you, auntie." Qu Mohan took the lead in making a decision.

"Thank you." Sheng Xuanling followed suit.

Qin Ziyan instantly felt that Qu Mohan's breath was a little colder, and couldn't help secretly laughing. It was rare to see such a childish side of Qu Mohan. It felt like his beloved was being coveted by others, so he kept on guard at all times. , the other party made a slight statement, and immediately responded with vigilance.

"I'll help in the kitchen." Qin Ziyan secretly patted Qu Mohan on the back, got up and went to help in the kitchen.

Because it was the weekend, Qin Ziyan basically ate at home. Qin's mother specially prepared a lot of ingredients, which just came in handy today. The two of them were busy in the kitchen, cooking a table of sumptuous meals.

Qu Mohan and Sheng Xuanling knew how to restrain themselves in front of the two elderly people, and they had a peaceful meal, but when Sheng Xuanling left, Qu Mohan saw that Sheng Xuanling took away so many paintings and calligraphy Work, a paralyzed face suddenly became very cold again.

"If you like it, how many pictures can I give you?" Qin Ziyan smiled jokingly.

Qu Mohan looked at Qin Ziyan steadfastly, and suddenly hooked his lips, showing a sly smile: "Okay, but I have to send it according to my way."

"In what way?"

"You'll know in the evening." Qu Mohan bowed his head to Qin Ziyan, his lips resting on the corner of Qin Ziyan's mouth, and finally did nothing, just left a sentence of "wait for me" before turning and leaving.

Qin Ziyan stood in place and watched Qu Mohan drive away, exhaled heavily, and his stalled heartbeat slowly returned to calm.