Return to the Road of God

After New Year's Eve, Ian approached Ye Yufan privately more and more times, and every time there was a reason that was hard to refuse.

Ye Yufan: "Didn't you say you were going to country D?"

Ian: "I'm back."

Ye Yufan: "So fast..."

Ian: "Well, bring back some samples, are you interested in helping me take a look? Let's have dinner together tonight."

Ye Yufan: "..."

At the dinner that night, Ian was as personable as ever, whether it was a verbal joke or a physical ambiguity, he was just right.

Such a man, even if he is just a friend, is also very satisfying, and he will never give up.

However, Ye Yufan was absent-minded. Since he accidentally heard Kevin's call on New Year's Eve, he has been restless for several days.

Ye Yufan was more anxious to know everything related to Xia Xiaochuan than anyone else.For example, how much does Kevin know about Xia Xiaochuan, why he bought Shotray's paintings, what to do with them after the purchase, whether to collect them or make them public...

Ian was still talking on the opposite side of the table, Ye Yufan imagined that if he could chat with Ian about his brother, and then naturally involve Xia Xiaochuan, asking around the situation, it would be okay.

Just as he was distracted, Ian suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Ye Yufan was too engrossed in his thoughts, and was suddenly interrupted by Ian, and subconsciously blurted out: "I was thinking about what kind of art your brother would like..."

Ian joked: "Why, do you want to give something to my brother? I will be jealous."

Ye Yufan was embarrassed and shook his head: "No, I just asked casually. Didn't you say that he is an art lover? He also collects himself?"

"Well, I don't know much about this, but he often goes to some exhibitions and auctions, and also sponsors some art college students." Ian shrugged and asked strangely, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Sponsor a student?Ye Yufan knew this. When SAFale opened up for funding, Tao Sifei's name was also on the list of people who expressed their interest in funding.

Ye Yufan thought to himself, if this chat continues, he doesn't know when he will get an answer, so he gritted his teeth and hit the point directly: "On New Year's Eve, I was in MR, and I accidentally heard your brother answer the phone, and he said he was accepting a painter named Shotray. I don't know if you are clear about this matter..."

Ian frowned: "Shotray? Is it Xia Xiaochuan?"

Ye Yufan showed a surprised expression: "You know him too!?"

Last year, Ye Yufan was rescued by Ian in an accident during his vacation, and he was recuperating at his home. When he met Kevin who came to visit, Kevin asked him in front of Ye Yufan if he also had the English name "Shotray".

Kevin and Ian chatted about "Xia Xiaochuan" that night, and that episode left a deep impression on him, so when Ian heard Ye Yufan mention the name, he immediately recalled it.

"Mr. Xia used to be my brother's teacher." Ian said.

"..." Ye Yufan was dumbfounded.

Ian mentioned the relationship between Tao Sifei and Xia Xiaochuan in a few words, and said: "Speaking of which, my brother also mentioned that you and Mr. Xia are very similar."

Ye Yufan was startled, and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said you..." Ian was in the middle of speaking, and remembered that the reason why Kevin judged Ye Yufan like Xia Xiaochuan was SAFale's painting style, but Ye Yufan never admitted that he was SAFale in front of people.

Ian couldn't help but paused for a while before saying: "I don't study painting, and I'm not very professional in art appreciation, so I can only say 'impressive' superficially for your paintings, but my brother is different. Although he is not a painter, he has a very accurate eye for people and paintings..."

Ye Yufan stared at Ian, feeling agitated in his heart.

Ian glanced at him, and said again: "You must know SA Fale, right? You are a celebrity in your school. Last year, the Royal Academy of Art held a themed exhibition. The student's exhibited works were a sensation, and my brother was also very interested, because he felt that this His painting style is very similar to Mr. Xia's."

Ye Yufan's heart suddenly rose, and he probably guessed the truth. As expected, Ian continued: "When you were at my house last year, my brother read your sketchbook, and he immediately saw that you are SAFale."

Ye Yufan: "..."

Ian smiled and said: "Actually, Fan, it doesn't matter to me whether you are a SAFale or not. The only you I know is what you are willing to show in front of me. This is what I like about you."

Ye Yufan's face was stiff, he pinched the ear of the cup and didn't know what to say.

"Fan, I don't want you to guard against me and avoid me. Maybe you are really SAFale. For some reason, you hide your strength and are willing to be an ordinary student. You just want to live a peaceful life and don't want to be judged by others." Excuse me? I understand you and am willing to accompany you."

In this case, it is tantamount to a confession in disguise. If Xia Xiaochuan is Tao Sifei's unfulfilled long-cherished wish, then Ye Yufan is Tao Siyuan's inescapable wish.

He wants to own him, wants to get him, he wants to weave a dense net to entangle him, and he needs to use silk-like soft threads, so as not to hurt him when hunting...

Ye Yufan was speechless, so he moved his lips and said, "Your brother, aren't you curious about the relationship between SAFale and Xia Xiaochuan?"

Ian: "Curious about what?"

Ye Yufan: "Their painting styles are so similar..."

Ian laughed again, and said disapprovingly: "It should be just a coincidence. Mr. Xia passed away more than ten years ago. After he didn't stay, my brother was the only student he took in. How big can SAFale be? Even if you are Well SAFale, you weren't even born yet."

"..." That's right, no one would think of what happened to Ye Yufan, it was completely beyond the imagination of normal people!Thinking of how scared I was when I ran into Kevin at Ian's house, I felt stupid to death.

Ye Yufan thought again, Kevin used to be Xia Xiaochuan's student, so naturally he also knew Xia Xiaochuan's English name, no wonder Kevin's attitude towards him was a little different when he visited MR in the first year.He breathed a sigh of relief, and his vigilance towards the two brothers of the Tao family dropped a lot.

Ian beckoned the waiter to pay the bill, and said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Of course, Ye Yufan wanted to ask a lot, such as when Xia Xiaochuan accepted Kevin as a student, how much Kevin knew about Xia Xiaochuan's return to China, etc., but he was not in a hurry.

Ian swiped his card to pay the bill, got the receipt, paid the tip, looked at Ye Yufan who was still in a trance, and curled his lips.

Getting up and putting on his coat, he and Ye Yufan left the restaurant one after the other. Under the cover of night, Ian turned sideways, quickly lowered his head, and stole a kiss on Ye Yufan's forehead.

Ye Yufan: "..."

"You seem to be very concerned about that Mr. Xia," Ian said with a raised tone, in a good mood, "Fan, there is no need to worship him. Although my brother said he is a genius, I think you are no worse than him."

The corners of Ye Yufan's eyes twitched: It's okay to act like nothing happened...?

Ian opened the car door for him, watched him take a seat, and then returned to the driver's seat, extremely polite.

"My brother admires Mr. Xia very much. He said that he thinks you also have the characteristics of Mr. Xia, such as your attitude towards art. It is a pity that Mr. Xia died young." The car drove up the road, and Ian gently held the steering wheel with one hand while Continuing pointedly, "However, Mr. Xia's early death is also caused by the times. It is different from ten or twenty years ago, whether it is art or other aspects, such as attitude towards life, sexual orientation... people nowadays Freer and more tolerant."

Ye Yufan propped his elbows on the edge of the car window, turned his head to look out the window, his ears were still pink from Ian's sudden kiss just now.

"Xiaofan, I have always thought you are very mysterious, as if you have hidden many stories in your heart. But it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, because it is you who have such a sense of mystery that I like."

Ian is invading Ye Yufan's territory step by step in his own way, like a silent spring rain that moisturizes everything, it is so thin that it cannot be avoided, but it makes people lose their temper.

There was a wordless silence all the way, and the atmosphere was strangely ambiguous.

Half an hour later, the car parked steadily at the entrance of the villa on Old Ham Street. Before Ye Yufan got out of the car, Ian suddenly grabbed Ye Yufan's wrist.

Ye Yufan froze all over, so nervous that he forgot to break free.

Ian looked straight into his eyes, and his deep eyes were full of affection: "If you want, I will always be with you, protect you, stand behind you, and let you do whatever art you want." Ian let go of him, handed him two boxes of exquisitely packaged paints, and said, "You... think about it."

"..." Fleeing up the stairs with a hot wrist, Ye Yufan was thrown into a mess.

After hastily washing his face, Ye Yufan slumped on the bed, and before he had time to organize his thoughts, he felt exhausted...

What Ian said to him seemed to be still echoing in his ears, but intermittently, like the voice of another person. He tried to distinguish dreams from reality, but sank deeper, and familiar images began to appear in his mind...

The memory was pulled out one by one, floating in the air, as if it was something that happened in the previous life again, this time, it appeared more clearly than ever before, as if I was there.

He dreamed that Guan Linyun brought back a child, and he had a very shallow impression of that child, so shallow that he didn't even remember that he had brought a student.

Or maybe it was Xia Xiaochuan back then, because Bai Changqing left without saying goodbye, his body and mind were in an unspeakable trough, and his spirit was so fragile that Ye Yufan frowned frequently in his dreams...

Bai Changqing is like poison occupying every corner of Xia Xiaochuan's thoughts viciously. He spends most of his mental power to consume these thoughts every day, and then leaves the rest for creation, so he has no more energy. Keep an eye out for a student who isn't very artistically gifted.

The dream is jumping forward, and occasionally I can glimpse the figure of the child. He is growing at an astonishing speed, as if he changes every time he looks at him.

Yes, a child grows up like a bamboo shoot, and grows up inadvertently.

The memories of the two worlds overlapped, and only then did he vaguely find the shadow of the MR boss in the child's facial features, no better than Ge Qinzhou, who can make him associate with the memory the moment he sees a real person, but it can be regarded as an impression. , Xia Xiaochuan's condition at that time was really bad, he could still rely on painting to distract his attention during the day, but at night, he began to hallucinate and hear hallucinations...

Then, a series of things happened...

In the early morning, Ye Yufan was awakened by the content of the dream, and he wiped his forehead, covered in cold sweat!His body was sticky, and the bedding was wet.

Before, when he was drunk and spent the night in Guan Hongze's room, he dreamed of a scene where he was inseparable from Guan Linyun. Ye Yufan once thought it was just a dream.

Now he knows that it is not a dream, it is also a real memory!

He actually regarded Guan Linyun as a substitute...

Ye Yufan closed his eyes uncomfortably, and frowned deeply.

I can't see clearly, and I don't understand what Xia Xiaochuan is thinking!Or, Xia Xiaochuan is a complete psychopath!And Guan Linyun, why did he let himself do that kind of thing!

Ye Yufan covered his eyes, wanting to cry in pain.

A person who has passed away recalls the memories of his previous life, but he still can't find himself, because he can't even understand his past behavior... Nothing makes Ye Yufan more desperate than this discovery.

Because, if a person doesn't even know what he is thinking or doing, let alone "finding himself", he is a psychopath!