Return to the Road of God

"That year, you were almost one year old. Mr. Xia's illness became more and more serious, and his misidentification of the master has not improved. His depression already needs drugs to control it," Old Zhong sighed, glanced at Guan Hongze, and continued. , "Master spends more time with him than at home to see you, but even so, it doesn't help. Mr. Xia's mental problems are getting more and more serious... He is not good at expressing. Apart from creation, he is like a person in life. Seven or eight-year-old children."

Xia Xiaochuan has been with Guan Linyun for several years, and Guan Linyun has taken care of him to the point of meticulous care. His clothes are old, and someone bought new ones for him. All his clothes, from inside to outside, are made by Guan Linyun himself. It was purchased for him; when he was weak, someone discovered more in time than him that his daily meals were carefully arranged by Guan Linyun and ordered the nanny to make them; Time, fill it up for him, Guan Linyun will properly handle and preserve each of his works...

But under such careful care, Xia Xiaochuan's condition continued to deteriorate.

He began to have obvious symptoms of hysteria, intermittent amnesia, emotional ups and downs, sometimes happy like a child, talking to Guan Lin Yuntao, sometimes silent like a plant, he would not respond to anyone who talked to him.

When he was awake, he leaned on the drawing board and worked hard to create. His focused eyes and powerful movements seemed to be deliberately exhausting himself.

Butler Zhong: "But Mr. Xia's works are never exhibited in exhibitions, and the master will not let the master sell them, even if he is dead. You should have heard of the family rules of the Xia family... So, I really don't understand why he wants to paint Those paintings."

Guan Hongze: "Maybe it's to vent the feelings in my heart."

Or maybe it was to escape, Guan Hongze thought, if he was free and did nothing, he would easily lose himself, and he probably was also afraid of that state, so he could only concentrate on drawing desperately, so as not to lose himself. have a bee in one's bonnet.

Guan Hongze asked again: "Did Xia Xiaochuan paint a lot before he died?"

Butler Zhong: "Yes, he has painted almost a hundred works in the nine years since he returned to China. The master has custom-made frames for each painting and piled up an entire studio."

Guan Hongze was curious: "The studio? Where is it? Are those paintings still there?"

"Well," Butler Zhong took a sip of tea, "put them all in the villa where Mr. Xia lived before his death."

Oh my god... Guan Hongze couldn't help but exclaim!

Speaking of the Xia family, many people would feel sorry for those priceless treasures that were annihilated in the fire, and cherish their talent and love of painting such as Guan Hongze. After hearing about it, they would naturally feel sorry for it.But that day when Qin Mengyuan heard Qin Mengyuan say that the Xia family's works were not destroyed, but were taken away by Xia Zidan and hid, Guan Hongze couldn't help being moved, no matter who owns those paintings now, as long as they still exist in this world, they will be Better than nothing.

But now, when he heard that his father treasured Xia Xiaochuan's paintings, Guan Hongze became inexplicably excited. If those paintings were made public, it would definitely shock the world!

"But the master of that place doesn't let anyone in, the only key is in his hands." Butler Zhong added.

"..." Guan Hongze slumped his shoulders in frustration, he almost forgot that he had a big fight with his father, "However, Mr. Xia is willing to hand over all the paintings to father?"

Butler Zhong laughed and said, "Although Mr. Xia doesn't love Master, he trusts him like he trusts his own relatives."

Guan Hongze did not forget to continue to ask: "What happened next?"

Butler Zhong's expression became serious again: "Miss Bai's matter did not go according to my wife's wishes, and my wife dare not make any big moves, because the master probably knows that those rumors are related to her, and treats her worse than before."

In terms of career, Guan Linyun also began to take charge of his own business. Unlike the old school, he began to bring his own ideas into Hongyun, which greatly improved Hongyun's status in the industry. The old man also gradually handed over the family business to In Guan Linyun's hand.

One day, after Mr. Xia finished his regular physical examination, he was in good spirits. Guan Linyun was also very happy. When he returned home at night, he excitedly talked about the future with Lao Zhong. Fang Ruoyao divorced, but he still couldn't face up to this loveless marriage, and always felt uncomfortable at home.

Soon after, Guan Linyun received another letter from Bai Changqing, saying that Bai Er Shao's condition had finally improved. The letter stated that he had been in bed for five years, and his appearance was emaciated, and he would return to China when he was in better health.

"In the past few years, he was afraid that he would die at any time, which would only make those who missed him sad, and never contacted anyone. Now, he finally sees hope." Zhong Guanjia said.

Guan Hongze hurriedly asked: "Father, what did he think after seeing the letter?"

Butler Zhong: "Very happy."

Guan Hongze was puzzled: "Why..." If Bai Changqing came back, Xia Xiaochuan would definitely come back to him. At that time, my father would not even have the qualifications to "act". Falling in love with someone should not be selfish of it?I just hope that he belongs to me... How could my father be happy?

"Yes," Butler Zhong affirmed, "He hopes that Mr. Xia lives in a healthy and happy life. If Er Shao Bai returns, Mr. Xia's condition will improve, and the master will naturally be happy."

Guan Hongze was a little touched. The love of his father and Uncle Bai for Mr. Xia had already surpassed his ability to empathize with him. But he could imagine that maybe it was the constraints of the social system at that time that made it impossible for men to have the same relationship as men and women. The fetters of marriage and the possibility of giving birth to offspring, therefore, their love has further risen to a spiritual level, binding their hearts together with a deeper and more selfless friendship to comfort the restlessness of their souls.

"However, things are unpredictable..."

Guan Hongze could already guess the beginning of the tragedy from Butler Zhong's tone, he listened quietly.

Guan Hongze didn't know what to say.

Butler Zhong: Yes, Mr. Xia strictly abides by the family's restraints and remains unmoved, but in the eyes of others, he is pretentious and ignorant of flattery. "

Guan Hongze: "Well..." It can be seen that Mr. Xia's personality is not suitable for development in China.

Butler Zhong: "In order to ease the deadlock, Er Shao Bai came forward to replace Mr. Xia."

Guan Hongze: "Er Shao Bai can also draw?"

Butler Zhong said with a smile: "Of course, Second Young Master Bai has received an orthodox western art education since he was a child. I heard that he is also very good at painting, but in front of Mr. Xia, no matter how outstanding a person is, he will become mediocre."

Guan Hongze thought about it too, if Er Shao Bai didn't know anything about art, how could he resonate with Mr. Xia, and even become a lover.

"Ms. Mu was only a teenager back then, and it was enough for Er Shao Bai to teach her. This teaching lasted for four years, until Er Shao Bai fell ill and went abroad."

And in the past few years, it was enough for a little girl who had just begun to fall in love to grow into a slim young girl. Mu Jinyi fell in love with this tutor who gave her careful guidance without hesitation.

Guan Hongze was dumbfounded when he heard that: "Second Uncle Bai is much older than her, right?"

Butler Zhong: "The difference between them is 14 years."

Guan Hongze: "..."

Butler Zhong smiled wryly: "But if you had met Er Shao Bai back then, you would also know why Miss Mu fell in love with him."

Guan Hongze: "...why?"

Butler Zhong: "What do you think of Young Master Bai?"

Guan Hongze: "Bai Mu?" Rather than saying he is handsome, he is more "beautiful". Bai Mu's facial features are as delicate as if they were carved out by a sculptor himself.

"Master Mu looks a lot like Er Shao Bai, but he is far inferior to Er Shao Bai in temperament, and Er Shao Bai is not picky." Because of this joke, the dull atmosphere eased a lot, Zhong Butler continued: "Back then Almost all the ladies in the city who have not left the court have daydreams about Bai Ershao."

Guan Hongze: "So exaggerated?"

Butler Zhong: "It's not an exaggeration. Second Young Master Bo was not only born well, but also read poetry and books. He is full of talent, and he is not arrogant about his talents. Moreover, he has stayed abroad and is a very romantic person,"

Guan Hongze: "Does Mu Jin know that Er Shao Bai has a lover?"

Butler Zhong: "I didn't know it at the beginning. Who dares to publicize the love between men and men. When Er Shao Bai went abroad to recuperate, Ms. Mu thought he was going to study abroad again, and waited for him to come back. By chance, Ms. Mu went to Mr. Xia's studio and saw the "Back View"."

Guan Hongze: "She guessed it?"

Butler Zhong shook his head: "That's not enough, but I think Ms. Mu must be jealous. Even an idiot like me can feel the feelings enshrined in that painting, let alone the clever and clever Ms. Mu."

Guan Hongze: "Is she jealous of Xia Xiaochuan's talent?"

"I'm also jealous of how Bai Changqing treats Xia Xiaochuan differently. She knows that the relationship between the two is very good," Zhong Butler continued, "Later, Ms. Mu did something wrong. She stole Mr. His own name was published in the Paris Art Newspaper."

"..." Guan Hongze didn't know what to say, it was really despicable.

"After Er Shao Bai saw the newspaper, he recognized Mr. Xia's handwriting at a glance, and soon returned to his country. After he returned to his country, he was shocked to hear the news of the master's marriage. He also heard about Mr. Xia's illness, which led to a misunderstanding. Go deeper and directly question the master about these things."

"Why did Second Uncle Bai shock my father's marriage?"

"He thought the master loved Mr. Xia. When he left, he never thought that he might come back... He gave Mr. Xia to the master, so the master got married, and he thought it was the master who deceived him."

"..."

"Mr. Xia heard their quarrel. He was already in a very bad state of mind at the time. He was completely unacceptable to be so stimulated. On that day, his wife went there for some reason, and she even touched Mr. Xia... After all, the cocoon of the truth was exposed to the air after spinning, and the old Zhong frowned, "Second Young Master Bo lost his mind for a while to protect Mr. Xia and seriously injured his wife. My wife... cannot be rescued."

This period of history has almost affected the reputation of the four families and one powerful person, leading to the current state where all those who know Xia Xiaochuan are secretive about Xia Xiaochuan.

Guan Hongze finally understood the "why", but instead of the comfort of knowing the truth, he felt deeply depressed...

Old Zhong was still whispering there——Bai Changqing was imprisoned for his impulsiveness. Although Mu Jin was wronged, she had a powerful family anyway. She pushed all the responsibilities to the deceased Fang Ruoyao, and then broke out that " Although Bai Ershao was impulsive, Fang Ruoyao was the one who plotted to "pirate paintings", but Fang Ruoyao also took the blame. Several big families fought against each other, and finally suppressed the matter privately, and some people focused their attention on the artist who caused the trouble.

And Guan Linyun, who lost his friend and wife overnight, had to withstand the pressure of all parties to protect a lover who was insane... In the end, it was Bai Changqing who stood up again, and he took advantage of Mu Jin's love for her. His love exchanged his freedom for Xia Xiaochuan's safety, but the deeply shocked Xia Xiaochuan still couldn't stand the pain and died a year later.

...The story that followed was like a heavy mourning song, and Guan Hongze listened to it in a daze.

It was as if his feet were bound by a swamp, his heart was pinched by a pair of big hands... He breathed sadly, clenched his fists and then loosened them.