The days of being favored by paranoid gods

There were tears in the eyes of a little girl who was holding Bai Lingyang's hand happily. Bai Lingyang's father who looked like a brother came to pick him up again. Every time she held Bai Lingyang's hand and saw his father, she was very angry , as soon as that person came, Bai Lingyang stopped playing with her.

The little girl blinked her big eyes and was led away by her mother, still looking at Bai Lingyang reluctantly.

Chi Zeyuan changed the posture of the child who rushed to him in his arms, and used his body to block all the sights looking at him. Finally, the face that had been frozen for a day stretched out: "Naughty."

Bai Lingyang looked at Chi Zeyuan with a pair of shining eyes. Four years was enough time for him to feed the child back to a normal posture. The bony hands and feet that were once held in his arms had been opened a little. The little handsome guy that everyone loves.

This is a flower he cultivated by himself. Chi Zeyuan was in a good mood and kissed Bai Lingyang's tender cheek. Where are you going?"

Ever since Chi Zeyuan became obsessed with painting, he usually picked him up after school and went to the countryside to sketch, but Chi Zeyuan usually painted. From his point of view, the two of them got along harmoniously.

Chi Zeyuan's eyes flashed, he stroked Bai Lingyang's black hair and said, "I'll take you to a good place for your tenth birthday."

The vehicle started quickly, and passed through Tongzhou City to go to the outer city. Bai Lingyang was a little surprised. This is the road to Sui City. Every year during the Qingming Festival or the long holiday, he would come here with Chi Zeyuan to worship Chi Zeyuan's parents, and Qiao Qiao.

But why come now, it's not the time yet?He was a little confused.

The car stopped in front of an orphanage, and Chi Zeyuan held Bai Lingyang's hand and stood at the door, "This is a gift from me."

What stood in front of me was the original Sunshine Orphanage, but it had been repainted and the plaque was put down. The workers were decorating and painting, and a man who seemed to be the leader came out to greet Chi Zeyuan after seeing it.

"Mr. Chi, you came to inspect."

Chi Zeyuan nodded, lowered his eyebrows and said to Bai Lingyang in a soft voice, "Aren't you going in to have a look?"

Bai Lingyang nodded blankly, "Okay."

What is going on with this orphanage? Chi Zeyuan saw Bai Lingyang's doubts, and slowly said: "I saw this orphanage by chance, and bought it when I saw it was dilapidated, and now it is handed over to the government. It has changed from a private to a public orphanage, but the nominal owner is me."

The supervisor couldn't help but sighed: "Mr. Chi is really a good person, willing to make his own contributions to the children, unlike the former director of the orphanage, who is simply a scumbag!"

Speaking of this, the supervisor gritted his teeth in resentment, Bai Lingyang finally remembered the former dean who was beaten by thousands of knives, and frowned and asked: "What's wrong with the former dean?"

Seeing that he was a child, the supervisor hesitated whether to say it or not. After seeing Chi Zeyuan nodding, he said: "The dean failed in gambling before and wanted to sell the child. Fortunately, Mr. Chi called the police and has already been imprisoned. Prison, the sentence is indefinite, he should really be sentenced to death!"

A big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and the matter that Bai Lingyang had been brooding about for a long time was finally resolved. He couldn't help being a little happy, and shook Chi Zeyuan's hand.

"What is the name of this new orphanage?"

Chi Zeyuan picked him up and put him in his arms, with a doting look in his eyes that he didn't realize, "What do you like to be called?"

Bai Lingyang tilted his head and thought for a while, "How about calling Zeyang? It's the beginning of the two of us."

This name made a warm current flow through Chi Zeyuan's heart, and Chi Zeyuan gently tapped Bai Lingyang's fingertips, "Okay."

This was undoubtedly a satisfactory birthday present for Bai Lingyang. He rubbed his furry head against Chi Zeyuan's neck, and the two were very affectionate.

Three days later, a large number of Longyi Group's stocks were sold off at an unbelievably low price, as if they were sold out urgently. They were all acquired by some retail investors, and eventually flowed into the Chongyang Group.

Of course, the masses can't see the channel behind it, and they don't know where it all flows into in the end, but it doesn't prevent them from following suit and making a small fortune.

At that time, Chi Zeyuan was sitting alone in the studio, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He listened to the secretary's report on the phone, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily. After hanging up the phone, he took a brush and painted on the canvas color.

It's really stupid. In this way, more than 50.00% of the company's shares returned to him again at a very low price, and he was the one who made the money in the end.

Thinking that his Lingyang not only has the ability to appreciate stones, but also has a wild imagination that is different from ordinary people, and those beautiful and outrageous jewelry shapes are all inspired by him, Chi Zeyuan is in a good mood.

Seeing that it was already 10:30 and it was time for Bai Lingyang to go to bed, Chi Zeyuan pushed open the door of the room to see if his child was asleep.

Bai Lingyang couldn't sleep and was walking around the house. Seeing Chi Zeyuan push the door out of the studio, he knew that Chi Zeyuan wanted to check whether he was asleep again. It is a shameful thing for an adult to be urged to sleep every day. So today he decided to rise up and resist!

Before Chi Zeyuan could find him, Bai Lingyang was going to stay outside as long as he could, stuck out his tongue, turned around and entered the studio.

Although Chi Zeyuan also let him into the studio on weekdays, some of the paintings were kept tightly covered. He was so curious that he could take a look at it this time to understand.

The lights in the studio were dimmed, and it looked a little dark and terrifying. There were some landscape paintings beside them, as well as Bai Lingyang painted by Chi Zeyuan. Each piece was vivid, like a real person.

Bai Lingyang couldn't help feeling that if Chi Zeyuan didn't become the president, but instead became a painter, he would definitely become a world-renowned painter.

Turning his head inadvertently, more than a dozen semi-finished products in the corner attracted his attention. Bai Lingyang moved over and walked over, lifted the black curtain and took a look, his eyes widened instantly, full of astonishment.

More than a dozen of the paintings are of the same young man, he is lying or reclining, and his light brown eyes are revealed while lying on the sofa. These paintings all have one thing in common, the faces of the people in the paintings are incomplete.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and elegant, and it can be seen how much enthusiasm and love the painter has given to the youth, which can be revealed from the canvas.

It seems that the youth is alive, waving to those who are looking at the painting.

Bai Lingyang's heart suffocated for a moment. The person in this painting is not him. He is still a child now, but the person in the painting is already a youth.

It's not... the previous him, in his last life, even though some angles are somewhat similar, but he is still far from the person in the painting.

The light in the studio was dim, illuminating the small voice sitting in front of the portrait. Bai Lingyang stared intently at the young man on the canvas.

He rummaged through all the canvases, and vaguely pieced together the appearance of the person in the painting with a lip, a pair of eyes, and a bridge of nose on the canvas.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are like distant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, his eyes are bright and full of profound charm, his red lips and nose are beautiful, but he is not feminine at all, and he is so beautiful that he is not human. Shaping the appearance of this otherworldly being in the world.

Bai Lingyang's heart tightened, there is no one else, when a person is painted so completely, it is not fabricated out of thin air, but there is really such a person who can make Chi Zeyuan draw stroke by stroke.

But he has been with Chi Zeyuan for four years, and he has never seen the person in the painting. When did this person enter Chi Zeyuan's life?

He knows nothing.

In his previous life, there was no such a number one person around Xavier.

Bai Lingyang lowered his eyes halfway, feeling a little slumped in his heart, just looking at his appearance, he seems to be somewhat similar to the person in the painting...

Could it be?A vague guess appeared in his mind, and the color of Bai Lingyang's lips faded completely.

Chi Zeyuan has indeed been nice to him for many years, but the reason why he is nice to Chi Zeyuan is that his intuition tells him that this is Xavier, why does Chi Zeyuan who seems to have no memory at all treat him so well?

Not only did he adopt him, he gave him the status of an adopted son, all the best treatment, and even avenged him. Bai Lingyang was not so naive, there was a reason for all his actions.

As the sole heir of the Chi family, Chi Zeyuan must have many means. Bai Lingyang knew that he had been protected by Chi Zeyuan, and deliberately let him avoid some troubles, and lived under his umbrella. The waves outside Bai Lingyang I also understand a lot, but I don’t talk about it as a baby.

Bai Lingyang has always felt that there is nothing good without a reason in the world, just like his reliance on Chi Zeyuan has always been because he thinks that he is Xavier and Zeyuan, who are from the same world.

Could it be that Chi Zeyuan has always regarded him as someone's substitute?

Who is the person in the canvas?

This idea made Bai Lingyang unbearable. After traveling to a different world, his loneliness was already unbearable. Fortunately, he met Chi Zeyuan. Various signs made him think that Chi Zeyuan was Xavier, but he had no memory of his previous life.

That's okay, although Bai Lingyang expressly hinted that everything was in vain, but they can start again.

Although there is no rush, there is a ten-year age difference between the two of them, so just wait, and wait for another ten years.

They have a close relationship, so Bai Lingyang doesn't worry too much about anything, as he always has a big heart and rough nerves.

They helped each other to make the group so well in this world, and the company's business was flourishing. When working hard, Bai Lingyang's biggest motivation was also Chi Zeyuan.

Bai Lingyang's long-suppressed sense of loneliness suddenly swept his whole body.

The small body couldn't stop being cold, and the clear amber eyes were a little confused, and a knot of depression was condensed on his heart, which made him feel pain.

Not knowing what to think, he silently picked up the black cloth on the ground and covered the painting again, and finally took a deep look at the young man in the painting whose eyebrows and eyes were like the cold spring and ice breaking, and he didn't know what it was like.