I heard that Dr. Cheng is not easy to follow.

It was obvious that Zhai Yuze didn't have much talent for tidying up the room. He threw all the things on the bookshelf to the ground. Zhu Le got more and more headaches, and stopped his behavior in time, "Master, forget it, let me do it."

Zhai Yuze looked at the studio that had no place to set foot. At this moment, with the results of his hard work, there was no place to go out. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply nodded and sat on the ground, as if The rainy weather outside also started to rain in his heart. He just sat on the ground like this, without his usual demeanor, quietly watching Zhu Le tidy up, his eyes dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or in other words, I don't know who he is looking at through blessing.

Zhu Le set up the bookshelf, knowing nothing about Zhai Yuze's eyes. From time to time, he would find Zhai Yuze's notes on the bookshelf, and his previous works, all of which had won awards, but the original manuscripts were placed on the bookshelf. This book It was tucked in, and tucked in the book, and I didn’t pay much attention to it. There was only one piece of work, which Zhu Le picked up from the ground at the end. It was a photo frame. The photo frame should have been thrown on the ground by Zhai Yuze just now. When it fell apart, the photo showed a pair of young boys, very young. With just one glance, Zhu Le recognized one of the boys as Zhai Yuze. Zhai Yuze was still sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the photo frame in Zhu Le's hand , Zhu Le looked at the other boy in the photo. He finally knew why Zhai Yuze suddenly wanted to do charity when they first met. Because of his dimples, he smiled that day, and the boy in the photo is neither deep nor shallow. Two dimples, a bright smile.

There is another photo on the back of the photo. Seeing that Zhai Yuze didn't respond, Zhu Le turned the photo over, and his pupils dilated for a moment. It was that work - Zhai Yuze's first work "The Wood of Eternal Life".

Zhu Le finally saw the original manuscript. It was no longer a distorted picture on the Internet. The tomb behind it is a tombstone, and if you look closely at the overall composition of the photo, you will find that the large frame of this photo is also a tombstone.

All the trees of eternal life are blinding the eyes, blinding the eyes of the world and blinding one's own heart.

Tomb of immortality.

Zhu Le took the photo and sat opposite to Zhai Yuze, "Master, this photo is of great significance, right?"

It seems that Zhai Yuze hasn't recovered yet.I kept staring at the photo in Zhu Le's hand, and when I heard Zhu Le's voice, I blinked and turned my head quickly, "What's the point, it's just my first work, nothing else."

Zhu Le saw that Zhai Yuze was unwilling to speak, so he nodded, but he couldn't resist his inner curiosity, "But why is the name of the work the wood of the tree, not the tomb of the tombstone?"

When Zhai Yuze heard Zhu Le's question, he raised his head instantly, fixed his eyes on Zhu Le, and asked in surprise, "Did you see it?"

Zhu Le nodded, and before he said anything, Zhai Yuze laughed and said, "I thought no one would see it, I thought no one would see it, I thought..."

Zhai Yuze kept repeating that sentence, as if he had fallen into a certain emotion and was bewildered.

Zhu Le recalled the impression when he first met him, he seemed to be gentle and elegant, but now he became more and more nervous. While Zhu Le didn't understand what he had gone through, he felt a little distressed about this man who was dubbed a genius by the world artist.

But they seem to have forgotten that an artist who is called a genius is not only talented, but each of his works is his true feelings, not his unconstrained imagination, let alone any so-called talent.

What he wants to express is much more than that.

Zhu Le didn't say anything else, Zhai Yuze sat on the ground all the time, looking out of the window with ecstasy, and soon, it began to rain lightly outside the window, the originally gloomy weather finally broke out, tears fell, and the tears fell outside the window On the leaves of trees, on the eaves, on the side of the road, and under the feet of pedestrians.

The moment it rained, Zhai Yuze's ears twitched, his eyes a little confused, then he stood up and took the photo that Zhu Le had just wiped and placed on the bookshelf, then knelt down on the ground, opened the photo frame, took out the work, and pressed Hugged tightly in his arms, his forehead touched the ground, and his body was tightly curled up. Zhu Le was stunned for a while with the book in his hand, and hurried to help him. Just as he stretched out his hand, it stopped in mid-air again. Hearing Zhai Yuze sobbing softly, "Did you see it? I took in an apprentice, he is very talented, he saw my work, are you happy? Did you see it?" Zhai Yuze continued to repeat as if in a daze It took me a long time to say these words, "But I'm so unhappy, where are you? He has the same dimples as you, and the same talent as you, but I'm not happy, I'm not happy..."

Zhu Le put down the book in his hand and sat next to Di Yuze, not daring to reach out or make a sound, listening to Di Yuze's voice quietly.

Those illogical words, mixed with the sound of rain, couldn't be heard clearly.

Zhai Yuze still maintained that posture, kneeling on the ground, holding the work in his hand, and resting his forehead on the ground, it was an extremely humble posture.

As if begging someone's forgiveness.

The pattering rain outside brought Zhai Yuze back to that summer, the summer when he was still there.

The summer they just met.

The sound went from near to far, as if in an empty tunnel, the echoes echoed in Zhai Yuze's ears again and again.

"Are you... are you shooting a scene?" The voice was soft and waxy.

Zhai Yuze turned around and saw a little boy whose height was less than his shoulders. He had big eyes and was holding the corner of his clothes with his fingers. He looked extremely nervous. Zhai Yuze glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to turn around and pick up the camera.

"The scenery here has been photographed by many people. I know a place that no one has been to. I will take you there." The boy spoke again, and Zhai Yuze didn't look back. He continued to look at the scenery in the camera, with a firm voice He said, "Go away."

The boy left, clutching the hem of his clothes, wearing shoes that were obviously one size bigger, and turning his head three times a step at a time.

Zhai Yuze was restless, couldn't find the feeling he wanted, and was disturbed by others. He remembered that he had said dirty words to a child who was so much younger than him just now, and felt a little sorry. He looked in the direction where the little boy left, pursed his lips, Frowning, he kicked stones and went home.

"I'll take you."

"I'll take you."

"I'll take you."

"..."

This sentence has been circling in Zhai Yuze's mind. Zhai Yuze closed his eyes and frowned, opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound, "...Xu Qi..."