Transmigration of our generation is not good

It was dark all around, Bai Habin looked around suspiciously, what kind of place is this?He walked in the darkness for a long time, but he couldn't see any light. It seemed that he was the only one left in the world except for the darkness. An inexplicable fear filled his heart. He wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound. Terrible, brother brother...

"Brother, woo, brother..." There was a small sobbing sound in his ear suddenly, Bai Haobin thought that his inner voice had come true, he was startled, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a place not far away, A small body curled up together, and the sobs continued, "Brother, brother..."

Bai Haobin suddenly felt relieved. He walked towards the child and asked, "Little friend, why are you crying here alone?"

"I, I can't find my brother...Brother, woo..." The small body was still curled up, trembling, choking as if he couldn't breathe from crying.

"Then how about I take you to find my brother?" Bai Haobin stretched out his hand, the little figure finally raised his head, Bai Haobin was stunned for a moment, his face was exactly the same as his own, Qiao Jiexu? !

"It's you, it's you!" The little figure stood up suddenly, and threw himself at Bai Haobin with a body that was not short at all, "Give it back to me, give me back my brother!"

"I, I don't know what you're talking about?!" Bai Haobin was strangled by the neck, and he grabbed the man's hand reflexively. It was as cold as ice, and the face in front of him began to blur, an indescribable feeling. The cold came from Qiao Jiexu's hand and reached his heart...

"Hey, wake up, wake up..." A voice came from next to his ear, Bai Haobin opened his eyes with difficulty, and fell into a pair of blue eyes, he subconsciously called out the name of the owner of the eyes, "Blue... "

"Are you okay?" Blue asked.

"It's okay." Bai Haobin replied.

"That's good." After finishing speaking, Lan straightened up and said, "When you wake up, let's go have breakfast."

"En." Bai Haobin sat up, and suddenly felt something slipping down his cheek. He reached out and touched it. It was tears. Suddenly, a heart-wrenching sting came up, and the crystal water droplets became more and more uncontrollable. The more you fall, what's going on?Why do you feel so painful?

"Did you have a nightmare?" Lan, who was about to turn around to leave, saw Bai Haobin's tears suddenly falling, and stood by the bed again. He only woke up when he saw Bai Haobin's painful appearance in his sleep his.

"I don't know..." Bai Haobin wiped his tears with his hand, "I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly felt very sad, and the tears fell by themselves. Maybe I'm homesick..."

"..." Lan looked at Bai Haobin silently, and Bai Haobin smiled at him while shedding tears, "I'm really fine, don't worry."

Lan turned and left, Bai Haobin wiped his tears, feeling a little panic in his heart, if the person in the dream is the real Qiao Jiexu, is this a sign that Qiao Jiexu wants to regain his body?If Qiao Jiexu returned to this body, where would he go?Back to your original body?Or become a lonely ghost?

Bai Haobin was thinking about his birth, when suddenly there was a piece of slightly wet silk in front of him, he looked up, it was Lan, and he still looked cold, "Wipe your face."

"Thank you." Bai Haobin took the silk, wiped his face, got up and put on his clothes. He should not bother with such things that cannot be explained scientifically.

After breakfast, Bai Haobin went to continue yesterday's painting. Lan didn't have any curiosity at all. He didn't ask about the painting, nor did he secretly take a look at what he was painted. He led the horse out to graze. .

When Bai Haobin finished the final revision, Lan also came back. Bai Haobin happily showed him the painting. Lan was not very interested at first, but when he saw the painting, he was still taken aback. The person in the painting was sitting by the window, drooping Focusing, as if thinking about something, the lines near the window are lighter, as if shimmering on the person, it is obviously just a simple color tone, but it suddenly makes people feel warm, "Did you draw this?"

"Of course!" Bai Haobin was very proud. He painted it with great care.

"Not bad." Ran said.

"That's natural." Bai Haobin smiled, grabbed Lan's arm, leaned on Lan's shoulder to look at the painting, and asked, "How much do you think this painting can sell for?"

"..." Lan's body froze slightly, and he said after a while, "No one will buy it."

"Why?" Bai Haobin asked back.

"Would you hang a portrait of someone else in your home?"

"Eh..." Unless you're famous.Bai Haobin was slightly shocked, and asked again, "What about your own?"

"It won't hang up." After Lan finished speaking, he added, "However, there are quite a few people who make portraits of themselves."

"Really?" Bai Haobin's eyes lit up, and he ran back to the house happily, "I'll set up a stall tomorrow!"

Bai Haobin is a man of action. When he said he was going to set up a stall, he immediately started to prepare. He asked Lan to burn charcoal and sharpen his head. He prepared the drawing board and rice paper. While preparing things, he looked forward to becoming something The future of the money man, maybe he will be favored by the visiting emperor, the prince, etc., if he is happy, he may marry the princess, the group leader, etc. Since then, the white money will roll in, and there will be Accompanied by a beautiful wife, oh ho ho, the future is bright.

Someone with a big brain, obsessed with a bright future for himself, completely unaware of the stupid expression on his face.

The next day, Bai Haobin rode a horse, Lan led the horse, and entered the city. Bai Haobin looked at a place with a lot of people and started to set up a stall. He took down the things hanging on the horse. There was a small bench and the other read: Portrait ten taels of silver for a pair' sign, a drawing board, a stack of rice paper, and a charcoal pencil that has been sharpened.

Putting the things in order, Bai Haobin stuffed a few silver tickets to Lan, "The custom-made clothes for you should be ready, you go and get them back, and you can do whatever you want with the rest of the money, you don't have to finish getting the clothes, just come back, if you have nothing to do, go shopping Go shopping, do some shopping, just meet here before dinner."

"..." Lan didn't say anything, because Bai Haobin couldn't see his expression clearly because of the veil, remembering his different appearance, he added, "Don't let others see your face."

"Yeah." Blue responded softly.

"Okay, let's go." Bai Haobin waved his hand, picked up the drawing board, and sat on the small bench. Lan hesitated a little, turned and walked away.

Bai Haobin's drawing board is a blue portrait. He wondered if it would look better with some color. He didn't know what kind of paint can be bought here. If there is a basic color, he can also mix other colors by himself.

Bai Haobin sat for a whole morning, his legs became numb, and he didn't make a dime. People passing by didn't seem to see him, and no one even stopped for a while.

Hungry growling, Bai Haobin was helpless, just about to pack up and eat something, when he felt dark in front of him, he raised his head, and saw a man standing in front of him, with light gray clothes and shiny black hair. Her hair was tied up high, her bright eyes were slightly bent, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, very handsome.

"Did you draw this?" the man asked, pointing to the drawing on the drawing board.

"En." Bai Haobin nodded.

"Can you draw me one too?" The man asked again, the polite question revealed the man's good upbringing, and Bai Haobin immediately became more fond of him.

"Okay, do you want to draw now?" Bai Haobin replied.

"If it doesn't get in the way."

"Yes, yes, but the background here is not good, and I'm hungry, how about we chat while eating?" Bai Haobin suggested.

"Exactly, I didn't have lunch either, so how about we go to Xianfulou to eat?"

"Okay." Bai Haobin responded, and introduced himself, "My name is Bai Haobin, what's your name?"

"Me?" The man froze for a moment, then smiled again, "Do I need a name?"

"Eh?" Bai Haobin was a little strange, "Do you mind?"

"No, no." The man seemed to have discovered something interesting, his eyes were only cracked with laughter, "My name is Zheng Yixuan."

"Zheng Yixuan?" Bai Haobin read a sentence, then smiled and stretched out his hand, "We are destined, so let's treat it as friends, and I'll invite you to this meal."

"Then you are not at a loss." Zheng Yixuan smiled.

"It's just a meal." Bai Haobin said cheerfully, and then said, "Wait for me, I'll pack up the things."

There was nothing at all, Bai Haobin quickly stuffed the things into the package, and then took the sign in one hand and the small bench in the other, and walked to Xianfulou with Zheng Yixuan.

Xianfulou is a well-known restaurant in the capital. Every time Bai Haobin comes here, he always eats a meal here. He is familiar with it. Every time he comes, he always sits in the lobby below, but Zheng Yixuan shakes his head and asks for the second floor The two of them went upstairs, and Xiao Er led them to a seat by the window.

Zheng Yixuan asked for a few dishes, then tipped Xiao Er, then turned to look out the window, Bai Haobin followed his gaze, from the layers of roofs to the glazed tiles.

"Are you looking at the palace?" Bai Haobin asked.

"..." Zheng Yixuan took a long time to look back, and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to see what the palace looks like?"

"No." Bai Haobin replied bluntly. He watched too much on TV. Although he was still a little curious, he also knew that he couldn't wade through this muddy water. "It's too boring."

Zheng Yixuan stared at Bai Haobin for a while, then murmured, "It's really boring."

"Wait a minute, just don't move." Bai Haobin said suddenly, and hurriedly turned out the drawing board, took out the charcoal and began to sketch. Zheng Yixuan didn't understand why he suddenly started to draw, but he still obediently kept the movement just now. move.

The dishes came up one after another, Xiaoer glanced at Bai Haobin's drawing board curiously, and was taken aback for a moment, it was the first time he had seen this kind of peculiar drawing method, but the drawing was very realistic.

Bai Haobin moved very quickly, and it didn't take long for the dishes to be served. He turned the drawing board over and showed it to Zheng Yixuan, "How is it?"

Zheng Yixuan was taken aback, there was only a simple head portrait on the white rice paper, with few lines outlining a person's facial expression, obviously without much exaggeration, but it made people feel a faint melancholy in their hearts.

"Very good." Zheng Yixuan said.

"Of course." Satisfied, Bai Haobin sketched a few more strokes to draw a rough background, then stopped his pen and said, "I'll go back tonight to fix it, and I can pick it up tomorrow."

"Okay." Zheng Yixuan nodded.

The two went downstairs after dinner, Bai Haobin rushed to pay the bill, but found that someone had already paid the bill, he was a little strange, Zheng Yixuan and him were both upstairs, who paid the bill?