marriage contract

Chapter 111 Portrait

After several tosses, the whole day was spent on the bed, Chu Junyi was completely paralyzed and didn't want to move.

Gu Chengzhi waited on him with a full face, and under Chu Junyi's scorching gaze, he burned the painting cleanly, leaving not even a scrap of paper behind.

Seeing the ashes of the painting, Chu Junyi was relieved, and then he pressed Gu Chengzhi again, forcing him to make a promise not to paint those things in the future.

Gu Chengzhi looked hesitant, and finally nodded in agreement after Chu Junyi promised many benefits.

In fact, he was also worried that those paintings would be seen by others. Don't forget, there is a curious little guy in his family.

Moreover, no matter how good the person in the painting is, it was drawn on paper, and it couldn't compare to Chu Junyi in front of him, ahem.

With this delicate thought in mind, Gu Chengzhi seemed to be struggling but happily agreed.

Chu Junyi gritted his teeth and lay on the bed hugging the quilt.

As expected, the man couldn't be hungry. Gu Chengzhi has been going out early and returning late during this time. He even saved Mu Xiu. When the two of them got close, they just tasted it. It's been less than half a month, so it was very easy to catch a man. Muxiu is really playing tricks in different ways.

Speaking of it, it's not that Chu Junyi doesn't like it, but he just feels a little too shameful, and his skin is really not that thick.

What happened that night was due to his high fever and confusion, and Gu Chengzhi's intention to share the joys and sorrows with him, and the most important thing was that he loved Gu Chengzhi.

Seeing his contented expression, Chu Junyi felt both warm and joyful in his heart, and from time to time he was also a little bit ashamed, all kinds of feelings came and went, and finally he covered his head with a quilt, so that he could see nothing.

Chu Junyi lay on the bed until the night, and he couldn't get up until his son came back. His hands and feet were weak and his body was weak. The feeling of lust made his face turn blue and red.

Brother Qi didn't know why, he just thought that Chu Junyi was sick, and lay down beside the bed with a concerned face and asked if his father was doing well?

Chu Junyi was very pleased by his obedient son. He reached out and touched Brother Qi's head. While comforting his son, he rolled his eyes at him.

"Daddy needs a good rest when he's sick." Brother Qi said solemnly, and put Chu Junyi's outstretched hand back under the quilt, and touched his father's face with his small hand , worried: "It's red and hot."

Chu Junyi: "..."

Gu Chengzhi was sitting by the side, and when he heard his son's words, he almost burst out laughing, but in order not to sleep in the study at night, he quickly interrupted his son's words, and diverted the topic elsewhere.

After his son's attention was distracted by him, Gu Chengzhi looked at Chu Junyi with a flattering face.

Brother Qi was young and ignorant, so he mistook the afterglow of spring on Chu Junyi's face for a high fever, but Gu Chengzhi didn't dare to follow the words. difficult.

Mu Xiu only had one day, and early the next morning, Gu Chengzhi went to the household department to work as usual.

Chu Junyi stretched his slightly sore body, and got up to send his son to the academy.

In fact, Chu Junyi thinks that he and Gu Chengzhi are already very harmonious. If there is anything close to him, his physical strength and energy are really flattering and he can't keep up with Gu Chengzhi. They are very compatible in other places, but just this...

Sometimes he was tormented so hard that he really thought about squeezing Gu Chengzhi dry, but the facts are always cruel. With Gu Chengzhi's physical strength and energy, if Chu Junyi could squeeze him dry, he probably would His little life is coming to an end.

After that day, Gu Chengzhi would help Chu Junyi draw a portrait whenever he had spare time.

This time the paintings are all serious portraits, and he no longer draws those kind of erotic drawings, because Chu Junyi will come here from time to time, and the bed will add a lot of fun.

Because Gu Chengzhi aroused his interest, Chu Junyi also drew a few pictures.

However, his paintings are the same as Gu Chengzhi's; they are too crafty and lose their authenticity. To be honest, they are not the same as Gu Chengzhi's previous paintings.

Gu Chengzhi's paintings are not good at other paintings, but when he paints Chu Junyi, both his brushwork and technique will improve by leaps and bounds. The characters he draws seem to be endowed with souls, but when he draws other things, his level drops suddenly. Back to the same level as Chu Junyi.

Regarding this, Gu Chengzhi said with emotion: "This is the power of love."

Chu Junyi was speechless and also drew Gu Chengzhi. How should I put it, what is he like in normal times? He was still like when he was painting Gu Chengzhi, neither progress nor regress.

Gu Chengzhi pretended to be sad and asked for compensation, but after being slapped away by Chu Junyi expressionlessly, he picked up his brush and started to draw something else.

After writing, Chu Junyi looked at the portrait on the drawing paper with a dazed expression.

Gu Chengzhi stood beside him, accompanying him quietly.

There are two people drawn on the drawing paper, a man and a woman. The man is handsome and handsome, and the woman is gentle and beautiful. Both of them have gentle and happy smiles on their faces. They are sitting on both sides of the stone table in the courtyard, and they are both looking at the painting. The man is surrounded by flowers and plants, and there are a few thick old trees behind him.

Even though there was a stone table between them, they felt as if they were part of one another, as if they had never been separated.

"The painting is very good." Gu Chengzhi looked at the painting carefully, and finally said: "You two look alike."

Chu Junyi smiled lightly and said, "Birth parents...of course they are very similar."

No matter who Chu Junyi's soul is, this body is their own flesh and blood, they have the closest blood relationship, how can they be different.

"At first... I thought I had forgotten..." Chu Junyi sighed.

He is ashamed of his parents, and he has not diluted the guilt in the past ten years. He doesn't know what to do, so he can only take one step at a time.

The long period of separation between man and nature caused their appearance to gradually fade in Chu Junyi's mind, but when he picked up the brush to draw, the memories of the past gradually emerged, so clear, so real, as if yesterday Never forget.

Gu Chengzhi put his arms around his shoulders, looked at the two people on the paper, and said, "They love you very much, you are their most important son."

"Well, I know." Chu Junyi smiled lightly, with a gentle expression, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

Gu Chengzhi glanced at him, reached out to take the pen in Chu Junyi's hand, pulled another piece of drawing paper, and buried his head in drawing.

Chu Junyi stood aside and watched quietly, and when the figure of the person in the painting was about to be revealed, he knew who Gu Chengzhi was painting.

After the painting was finished, Gu Chengzhi put the two paintings together and tasted them for a long time before saying, "You draw better than me."

Chu Junyi glanced at him, but did not answer.

It's not that he painted better than Gu Chengzhi, but that he was always by his side when his parents passed away, and that memory was so deep that he couldn't forget it at all.

Gu Chengzhi went to the border when he was more than ten years old, and then he did not return for several years. When he returned to Beijing, he did not even see his parents for the last time. His memory of his parents only stayed before he went to the border. It never occurred to him that it would be their last.

Chu Junyi took the pen and added to Gu Chengzhi's portrait. This time, the portrait was closer to the second master and Mrs. Gu in Chu Junyi's memory.

At that time, he was out of filial piety and went to visit the pair of uncles and aunts who had been taking good care of him; at that time, they were still alive.

Gu Chengzhi watched Chu Junyi draw on the drawing paper, until he put down the pen, looked at it carefully for a long time, and sighed: "Father and mother, they are much older."

When he left home, his parents were in their prime of life. After being separated for many years, his black hair was already mixed with silver threads, but as a son of man, he has never been filial to his parents.

"They have always been proud of you." Chu Junyi said softly.

Even though Second Master Gu always referred to Gu Chengzhi as "that brat" instead, he could see the pride and satisfaction in Master Gu's expression.

Gu Chengzhi smiled, hugged him in his arms, and suddenly asked: "Why is it better for you to draw your father and mother than me?"

Chu Junyi was stunned for a moment, then hesitated after thinking for a while, "Probably... because the memory is too deep."

"You don't have a deep memory of me?" Gu Chengzhi said dissatisfied.

"No." Chu Junyi raised his eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "It's because you are by my side, I don't need a portrait to remember you."

It's not that he didn't paint well, it's just that instead of looking at the portrait, he prefers to look at the person who is by his side.

His parents had passed away, and he couldn't think of a way to see their faces again except through portraits.

Gu Chengzhi was quite satisfied with this answer, thought for a while and said: "But I draw you very well, especially that one..."

"Shut up!" Chu Junyi's face froze, and he interrupted him immediately.

After giving Chu Junyi a pat on the back, Gu Chengzhi whispered a few more nice words, and finally managed to coax him well, and the sadness that circulated between the two of them was also swept away.

Gu Chengzhi's Muxiu has returned to normal, but he doesn't want the good times to be replaced by sadness.

Chu Junyi gave him a helpless look, looked at the two paintings on the table, and said, "When Brother Qi comes back, let him recognize the person. After all, it's a grandparent. It's not good if you can't recognize someone."

"Okay." Gu Chengzhi replied readily.

For some reason, Chu Junyi still wanted to draw another picture. He hesitated for a while with lowered eyes, and then re-laid the drawing paper, picked up the brush and dipped in the ink, and began to draw carefully.

Gu Chengzhi was a little confused, mainly because he couldn't recognize who the person in the painting was, and even the background of the painting felt strange to him.

This painting is very simple, a big window, a strange-shaped bed, and a beautiful woman.

The thick ink turns into light ink when it meets water, and the light ink marks almost smudge the whole paper to show the night and darkness in the painting.

The only color in the black and white painting is the pigment made of vermilion cinnabar, and the bright red color is dotted in it, adding a bit of weirdness to the painting.

Gu Chengzhi already knew what he was painting before the painting was finished, and he wanted to stop it, but when he saw Chu Junyi's expression, he stopped unconsciously.

Chu Junyi painted very seriously, even more seriously than when he painted the previous few paintings. This is his knot in his heart and his injury.

Ever since he learned about his past life that night, Gu Chengzhi never heard him mention those things again.

Now, whether this situation is good or bad is still unknown, and Gu Chengzhi feels a little tormented.

After finishing the last stroke, Chu Junyi put down the pen dipped in cinnabar, and looked at the woman in the painting quietly. It was a very beautiful woman with a gentle smile on her face, and her gaze was full of tenderness , just matched with the things around her, it will make people feel creepy.

Chu Junyi raised his hand to touch his chest, feeling the dull pain, extremely uncomfortable, but it was no longer the same as before, which made him feel heart-piercing pain, and he couldn't bear the pain.

Is it because of time?It is said that time is the best medicine, because it can dilute all pain, but...

"Are you okay?" Gu Chengzhi saw that he was in a daze, his brows were furrowed, he felt a "thud" in his heart, he hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, and asked worriedly.

Chu Junyi was stunned, and slowly raised his head. When he saw Gu Cheng, his dull eyes gradually recovered their spirits, as if they had come to life.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Chu Junyi asked softly.

Gu Chengzhi frowned tightly and remained silent.

"She is my mother." Chu Junyi raised the corners of his lips, and said again: "The person who gave birth to me, raised me, and finally sent me here."

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