Return to the Road of God

Qin Mengyuan was thinking about who Fang Sheng dared to block his young master Qin's way, but he saw a man in a suit getting off the driver's seat, and the man said: "Master Qin, give me the person on you."

Qin Mengyuan was stunned: "You are... ah!" He realized that this person is Qiu Song!

Of course he knows who Qiu Song is. The young entrepreneur who has been widely reported by major economic newspapers ten years ago is now the current chairman of the Maple Leaf Group. His marriage with the daughter of the Ke family was also a sensation... But This man is almost 40 years old, why does he look so young!

Qiu Song politely said some scene words, then took the person on his back with an attitude that could not be resisted, stuffed it into the passenger seat, and fastened the seat belt for him by the way.

Those familiar and ambiguous movements made Qin Mengyuan a little distracted. Before driving, Ke Jing tilted his head and muttered something, but Qin Mengyuan didn't hear clearly.

It was only after the car drove a long way that he vaguely realized that what Ke Jing said just now seemed to be "I can't drink"...

When Ke Jing woke up, he was still dazed, but the aura of the man beside him made him very familiar.

The waist was tightly bound, and he couldn't move... That person was like this. When they slept together, they were extremely domineering.

Ke Jing twisted uncomfortably, Qiu Song was awakened by him, but he was still unwilling to get up, so he pulled the person beside him into his arms even harder.

"You're going to strangle me!" Ke Jing complained, anxious to escape from the opponent's body.

The man frowned, couldn't help turning over, and sealed his noisy mouth.

"Hmm..." After being kissed, it was difficult to even breathe, but the other party's tall body made him unable to move. Ke Jing was forced to linger with the other party, with protesting sounds from his lips.

The man kissed and kissed, gradually became gentle, and finally opened his eyes, as if he was completely awake.

He looked at Ke Jing, whose face was flushed by his kiss, with deep eyes: "I told you, you can only drink when you are with me." His tone seemed to be a warning.

"...Why!" Ke Jing held his neck and said in disbelief, "Go away, you're so annoying!"

Qiu Song leaned down and blocked the arrogant lips again, this time the kiss was deeper and longer, until Ke Jing was kissed until his mind went blank.While he was in a daze, Qiu Song put on a shirt in quick succession, half revealing his sexy and firm chest, reminding Ke Jing that he was being demanded until midnight last night, and his face burned hotly.

"Stop contacting that guy named Qin, that guy has no good intentions." The man ordered while buttoning his buttons.

Qiu Song's words completely aroused Ke Jing's anger, and he bounced off the bed—"You care so much about me!" The surname Qin didn't have a good intention, so did you?People are at least willing to praise me, but you can only play with me! "What qualifications do you have!?"

Qiu Song's face changed, he reached out and grabbed Ke Jing's arm, and twisted it to his eyes: "I have no right to control you?"

Ke Jing endured the pain in his arm and moved his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything - no matter what, he was still afraid of the person in front of him.

Qiu Song stared at him, and suddenly said something that made Ke Jing puzzled: "Song Xi was pregnant before following Ke Mingfeng."

Ke Jing thought of something and said in shock, "...what do you mean?"

Qiu Song loosened his strength and said, "To them, you are very dangerous, so you can only be tied to them."

Ke Jing grabbed Qiu Song's wrist with his backhand: "What danger...?" A bad premonition had already arisen in his mind.

Qiu Song looked at Ke Jing with complicated eyes, but finally said: "You still don't know what Tao Sifei and Qin Mengyuan are doing together?"

Ke Jing: "Xia's collection of paintings?"

Qiu Song: "That's right, it's a priceless item. No businessman wants to do a good job, no matter what their name is...but where does their biggest threat come from?"

Ke Jing thought for a while and said, "Those who are qualified to inherit the Xia family's collection of paintings."

Qiu Song flicked his nose lightly: "It's still a bit smart."

Ke Jing suddenly turned pale and said, "Could it be that I am..." a descendant of the Xia family?He swallowed the next few words in his stomach.

"I'm not sure." Qiu Song continued to button his button, while saying, "No one will verify it, they can't bear the risk, you told me before that Bai Qing and Bai Mu were also there...but why didn't they bring you? Instead, they want to separate you? Because they know that the two little ones from the Bai family are just smoke bombs, they have nothing to do with Xia Xiaochuan, otherwise the people from the Bai family would not jump out? They just want to hear the official old man deny it himself."

Ke Jing: "...Why do you know so much?"

"As soon as the rumors of Xia's Tibetan paintings emerged, they have always been the bait for the superiors to fight for power. Ke Mingfeng and Mu Qi confronted each other and ended up losing both sides. Do you think it's a coincidence? If it wasn't because of..." Speaking of this, Qiu Song He suddenly paused, paused, and said, "So, even if they want to take you for a DNA test, I won't agree."

"Why!" Ke Jing was a little excited.

Qiu Song slowly embraced Ke Jing's shoulders, but the last strength made Ke Jing frown. He put his nose on Ke Jing's neck, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Because, you are mine. .”

Ke Jing: "..."

"Don't get involved in those things, those things that are too shiny will only make you a target of public criticism..." Qiu Song bit Ke Jing's neck lightly, and said hoarsely, "And I will know what you want, material things. for you."

Ke Jing said four words tremblingly: "I want to be free."

you are free. "Qiu Song muffled a smile:" Yes. "

Ke Jing looked at him in surprise, but Qiu Song looked like a successful old fox, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "In my world, you are free."

At that time, Xili was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The layer of light with the color of burning clouds moved slowly on the wall covered with ivy, and dimmed little by little under the amazed eyes of people, like a handsome boy in a hotel who is slowly closing his eyelids.

On the easel beside the bed, a full and vivid portrait of a character has already jumped on the paper, but the traces of the painting have not dried up, and the people have dried up.

"I'm so tired..." The young man spit out these two words softly, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Within a minute, there was a slight snoring sound on the bed.

Bai Changqing looked at him worriedly, and murmured: "You are tired..."

I don't want to go anywhere, I just hope that time stops at this second...

Don't say anything, just hope that everything is still at this moment...

——But he knew that this was the biggest delusion in the world.

In just a few days, "Xia Xiaochuan" was awake for less than half of that of ordinary people, and when he was painting, he seemed to be exhausting everything. Every time he painted, he would be very tired.

Bai Changqing sat there, so afraid that Xiao Chuan would disappear in an instant, he admitted that maybe Rui Beinian was right, he had to leave.

But he was so reluctant, he kissed the back of the boy's hand, and rubbed his palm against his cheek, he wanted to say something, but no matter what it was, his Xiaochuan didn't have time to listen... He couldn't bear it. Can't help sobbing again.

When the night fell completely, the man put on his overcoat and reached for the wool felt gentleman hat. Just as he was about to put it on, he saw the person on the bed move suddenly and slowly opened his eyes.

"...Are you leaving?" the boy said weakly.

Bai Changqing looked at him, eyes full of nostalgia and sadness: "Yes."

Boy: "He will cry..."

Bai Changqing walked over and sat down by the bed, "I know."

Boy: "Leave it..."

Bai Changqing patted his head and said, "I can't."

Boy: "Then what should he do?"

Bai Changqing: "He has you, you are together."

"..." The young man couldn't hold on any longer. Before he fell into a coma, he used the greatest strength to grab Bai Changqing's hand, as if he wanted to keep it.

Bai Changqing's eyes were sore, he held the boy's hand instead, bent down, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead.

"Farewell, my artist."

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door of the villa at No. 45 Old Ham Street.

He Yuexi was lying on the sofa taking a nap, when she heard the doorbell, she jumped up reflexively and rushed out to open the door.But he didn't realize it until he opened the door. It's only seven o'clock in the morning—Ge Qinzhou called him a week ago and said he was going to Xili. Due to visa reasons, he could only arrive today, but it was only in the afternoon.

Looking at the middle-aged foreigner at the door, He Yuexi was a little nervous. Recently, because of Ye Yufan's disappearance, he has been mentally tense. While walking on the main road, he imagined that someone would come to tell him Ye Yufan's whereabouts.

The middle-aged man outside the door was facing the letter in his hand, and asked He Yuexi: "Excuse me, is this Yufanye's residence?"

He Yuexi's heart beat wildly when he heard the familiar name: "Yes, yes! It's here!"

The middle-aged man immediately expressed his intention to come. It turned out that he was the owner of a nearby hotel. Before Bai Changqing left, he paid an extra week's rent and asked him to help bring the letter. He came here to find someone to take away the tenants left in the room.

He Yuexi was so pleasantly surprised that she went upstairs and pulled Guo Zhekai up from the bed: "Get up! Let's pick up Ye Yufan!"

"Ah? What? Ye Yufan?" Guo Zhekai was so sleepy that he thought he was dreaming. He didn't realize until he put on his clothes and went downstairs, "Ye Yufan has been found!"

The two of them arrived at the hostel with the middle-aged man, but they didn't expect that the person they were looking for was so close to them. He Yuexi beat her chest and stomped her feet, feeling that she didn't have the ability to divination and psychic.

When I went upstairs, as soon as I opened the door, I could smell the smell of paint.And the person they knew was lying on the bed in the hostel, with a certain black hat covering his heart.

"What happened to him?" He Yuexi panicked instantly.

Shopkeeper: "It seems that I just fell asleep..."

He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai: "..."

Taking a closer look, although Ye Yufan's face was pale, his heaving chest really didn't look like that. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time... Their hearts almost jumped out of their hearts when they saw it for the first time.

The shopkeeper pointed to the easel and drawing board in the room: "These painting utensils are also his, but this painting..." The shopkeeper smiled and admired it, "It's really a good painting, is your friend going to have it? If not, Can you give it to me? Of course, you can also buy it!"

When He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai saw the painting, their eyes straightened... They even said "no" a few times before dismissing the interested shop owner. The two carefully found something to wrap the painting, and then tried to wake Ye Yufan up.

He Yuexi: "Ye Yufan, are you okay? Wake up!"

Guo Zhekai: "Did you really fall asleep... This pale face, could it be that he passed out?"

After calling a few times, Ye Yufan quietly opened his eyes, seeing the two of them, he was suddenly stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Changqing..."

"Changqing?" He Yuexi was a little embarrassed when he thought of who he was talking about. He didn't know where Bai Changqing had gone. The owner just said that he quit the lease and left the store.

But he felt that if he said that, Ye Yufan would definitely be very excited, as if you were afraid of being abandoned by Bai Changqing in the park that day... So He Yuexi lied: "He has something to do, he's not here now... ...Well, Teacher Ge is coming, he came to see you!"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Yufan uttered a word, "Tired..." He actually closed his eyes again.

He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai were dumbfounded, but knowing that Ye Yufan wasn't feeling unwell, they were a little relieved. Then they thought that lying in the hotel like this was not an option. It would be easier for them to take care of them if they went back earlier, so the two discussed it and made a call. He called Guan Hongze.

Guan Hongze appeared in less than 10 minutes. He didn't say anything. With the help of He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai, he carried Ye Yufan on his back and took him back to their residence.

Ye Yufan, who was in a coma, lay on Guan Hongze's back, looking very disturbed, talking in sleep all the time, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the other two were terrified.

Guan Hongze frowned and laid Ye Yufan flat on the bed, then turned on his cell phone to make a call.

He Yuexi went to boil water to wipe Ye Yufan's sweat, while Guo Zhekai leaned the painting he had brought back by the desk, and stood at the side helplessly, listening to Guan Hongze's chattering English on the phone.

After a while, Guan Hongze hung up the phone and said, "The doctor will be here soon."

Guo Zhekai asked stupidly: "What doctor? A psychiatrist?"

Guan Hongze was speechless for a while, and said, "Ordinary private doctor."

Guo Zhekai: "Oh! If you want something, it's best to get a bottle of glucose or something."

Guan Hongze: "..."