The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky outside the house was gray and gloomy, which made the room brighter. There was an incandescent lamp next to the still life table, and the bright yellow light gave people a warm feeling in winter.

The walls are covered with student works, and there are many easels in the studio, but now the people in front of the easels are all gathered together, and the atmosphere is very quiet. In the whole classroom, only the sound of pencils falling on the sketch paper is very clear. Both eyes are focused on the same picture, and the pencil is pinched by the white and slender fingers, and each row of tones that falls is refreshing and neat, without muddling at all. In fact, many girls' gazes are given by that beautiful hand. attract attention.

"Sketch. Anyway, there are only a few points in the painting. Find out the big relationship, distinguish between black and white, don't stare at one place, pay attention to the overall feeling of the picture, analyze the light-receiving surface and the backlight surface before writing, I remember There seems to be a person in your studio, what is his name... Ah, it seems to be Li Yu, right? That Li Yu does a good job, you can go to him for advice on minor problems you usually encounter in painting. "

Many people in the crowd focused their eyes on the young man standing on the left side of Yi Chengyi. Li Yu had no expression on his face, and still focused on watching Yi Chengyi demonstrate.

Basically, no one was talking in the studio, except for Yi Chengyi who would emphasize some important points from time to time. Now that the process has just begun to shape the details, Li Yu looked at Yi Chengyi's picture and couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Yi, you are 17 years old, right?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yi Chengyi didn't pause in the movement of his hands, looked at the still life group, and then continued to draw out the tone on the paper.

"I should have stated that all questions outside the non-professional category will not be answered in class."

"I'm just wondering how many years you have been painting before you can draw to this extent? How did you do it? You are so young..."

"Ah... Anyway, I have been painting for many years, and I don't know what level I have reached, but no matter what level I am, as long as I keep painting, the final result will not disappoint."

Yi Chengyi changed a pencil, picked up an eraser and wiped a spot, then leaned over and blew away the rubber crumbs stuck to the paper.

"But it still feels incredible."

"Young man, don't think so much. No matter how good or bad I am, it's just my business. You can't see what I can see from my standpoint, but I don't enjoy your happiness either. , As long as people can see themselves clearly, with a clear and firm heart and the belief that you will never lose, as long as you have this, you will definitely be able to do what you want to do."

"Old Yi, why are you starting to pour chicken soup for our souls?" The boy next to Li Yu said helplessly. After one object in Yi Chengyi's pen was drawn to a similar extent, he turned to draw the next object. .

"Teacher, in addition to teaching you skills, you must also know how to stew some chicken soup, and this is no chicken soup. This is just my point of view on things."

"Enough is enough, why are you acting like a young man? We know that you are good at painting and admire it, but in terms of age, you are still younger than some of us, right? Come on, Lao Yi, Stop pretending to be B."

Yi Chengyi took a deep breath, he is a man who can be an uncle, and he can't fight back when he is teased without measure by a group of children, no matter how he feels, he feels quite depressed.

Without replying to their words, Yi Chengyi settled down and continued to draw the picture in his hand, forget it, it's nothing, as long as they can all be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts that they want to study, Yi Chengyi will be satisfied.

The door of the studio was gently pushed open, and two people slowly approached from behind the door. A girl standing at the back noticed the movement, turned her head to see them, and waved to them.

"Kalara, hurry up, why have you been here for so long?"

"How about it, did Lao Yi notice that I'm missing?"

The girl shook her head, acting like nothing happened.

Sighing a little disappointed, Kalara dragged An Li over.

"Old Yi, my sister wants to come and watch you draw, is that okay?"

The voice was loud, Yi Chengyi paused, turned around and looked in the direction of the sound source, but there were too many people crowded, he didn't see An Li at a glance.

"It's no problem. Next time a parent wants to come over, they can talk to Mr. Liu or me first..." The voice became quieter at the end, and when Yi Chengyi saw An Li's face, he was stunned. few seconds.

"Hello, Teacher Yi, I'm Xiaoya's sister, An Li, it's a pleasure to meet you." An Li walked up to Yi Chengyi and held out her hand.

"Hello, I'm Yi Chengyi." Soon after he was stunned, Yi Chengyi returned to his normal state, and shook hands with An Li very politely.He didn't expect that he would meet An Li again in this rebirth, and the reason why the two got acquainted was still painting.

An Li looks no different from her previous life, she still has long undyed black hair, looks pure and elegant, and her eyes look a little red on her pretty face.

"Okay, Teacher Yi, don't pay attention to me, just keep teaching them how to draw. I just want to see the very good teacher Xiaoya said."

Yi Chengyi turned around, his head was a little lowered, as if he was thinking about something, but he quickly turned his attention back to the picture.

"It's not very powerful, but kalara is too exaggerated."

Yi Chengyi's mood at the moment is actually a bit mixed. He liked this girl in his previous life, but at that time she chose to be with Xiang Qianran.But having said that, even if An Li wasn't with Xiang Qianran at the time, it was unlikely that he would be with him. Yi Chengyi didn't have anything at that time, and after living for 26 years, he didn't even find a girlfriend before he died. Pass.

And now the relationship between him and Anderson is not simple at all, even if the girl he liked before stood in front of him again, to be honest, Yi Chengyi didn't have any other thoughts except a little emotion.

Stop thinking about An Li, and focus on the demonstration that his subordinates are doing.

At this time, it was almost midnight in the other place. At eleven o'clock, Anderson just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.Buttoning up the pajamas, he poured a little wine into the transparent tall crystal glass, habitually picked up the phone, stared at it for a long time, and then took a sip of the wine.

He finally decided to call, but before he could press the dial, there was a knock on the door. After hesitating for a while, Anderson finally put down his phone and walked over to open the door.

"Good evening, Anderson."

Without speaking, Anderson looked at her expressionlessly.

"Uh, that, I just want to come and chat with you..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of closing the door came.

Yi Wen Ni's nose was almost wiped by the door, she looked at the door in front of her eyes, and swallowed.

Anderson looked at the phone on the table, took off his glasses, and turned off the lights.

Tomorrow, brother is probably still busy now...

There was no one in the hall downstairs, Xiang Qianran propped his chin and looked out of the glass door in a daze. world.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the vision has been gradually occupied by tiny snowflakes, and the sound of footsteps came from behind Xiang Qianran, until the footsteps stopped behind him, Xiang Qianran finally turned around in a little embarrassment Face.

"You're here too." Yi Chengyi stood behind Xiang Qianran, there was no smile on his face that Xiang Qianran was used to seeing, but just fixedly staring at each other.

"Well, yes." Xiang Qianran finally regained his energy. He rubbed his hair, yawned and stood up.

"Well, where is my girlfriend? Why didn't you come down?"

"She said she wanted to try painting."

"Oh, what else do you do now? When will you go back? Where do you live now?"

Xiang Qianran suddenly asked a series of questions, he and An Li were together in his imagination, Yi Chengyi was stunned for a moment, and then looked outside.

"Snowing."

"..."

"Mr. Liu is in charge of the studio now. I have nothing else to do and I'm planning to go home."

Yi Chengyi wrapped the scarf a little tighter, it was the one that Anderson had wrapped around him before, and the number of scarves in his house was unusually large.

"Let me go and have a look with you, next time I will know where you live?"

Yi Chengyi didn't expect Xiang Qianran to make such a request, Yi Chengyi thought that Xiang Qianran should not want to see him now, and An Li is also here, logically speaking, he has no reason to leave.

"..." Yi Chengyi looked at him, and Xiang Qianran felt a little embarrassed. He held Yi Chengyi's head with one hand, and rubbed his hair vigorously.

"What? I don't know where you live now, do I?!"

Yi Chengyi couldn't adapt to Xiang Qianran's sudden change, he frowned and glanced at Xiang Qianran, and called out in a questioning tone: "Brother Ergou?"

"piss off."

"Brother Ergou, you returned to the pre-liberation overnight!"

"Don't call me that, don't you deserve a beating, one by one."

Xiang Qianran picked up Yi Chengyi's collar with an impatient look on his face.

"No, no, no, I just feel strange, why do you suddenly give people the feeling of returning to childhood."

"Because I finally couldn't bear the urge to beat you up."

Xiang Qianran loosened Yi Chengyi's collar, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Brother two dogs."

Xiang Qianran ignored him, the door opened automatically after sensing the gravity, Yi Chengyi quickened his pace to keep up with Xiang Qianran's pace.

"Hey, Brother Ergou, wait, stop."

"What are you doing!" Annoyed by Yi Chengyi pulling his sleeves, Xiang Qianran finally stopped, staring at Yi Chengyi's messy hair blown by the wind.

"You hit me."

"What's wrong with you."

"Please hit me."

Xiang Qianran narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"I was beaten unilaterally, and I promise not to fight back, as long as you don't get angry anymore."

Xiang Qianran looked away from Yi Chengyi's body, and the emotions that had been rolling in his heart for a long time actually sank back when he stood in front of Yi Chengyi, and when he lowered his head, he blinked his dry eyes blown by the wind, Xiang Qianran put his hands in his pockets and asked a faint question.

"why?"

"..."

"I lost control of my emotions that day, you are the victim, aren't you?"

Xiang Qianran didn't even have the courage to look into his eyes, Yi Chengyi stood in the snow, not knowing what to do now, he was always very bad at speaking under such circumstances.

"I...it's nothing. That injury has healed. Does the place where I hit you still hurt? I seem to have hit harder that day."

Xiang Qianran didn't speak, and walked forward after pushing Yi Chengyi away.

"The direction of my house is to turn left in front, then turn left 100 meters and take bus No. 104 and get off at seven stops..."

Xiang Qianran didn't look back, he stretched out his hand to put on the hat on the back of his clothes, and then put his hand back into his coat pocket.

Yi Chengyi followed, finally Xiang Qianran was as easy to contact as before, but now he suddenly changed back.

Sighing, Yi Chengyi could only keep up.

The snow shows no signs of stopping. This seems to be the first snowfall in Hangzhou this year. It keeps falling on the ground. The clean snow powder melts into water and is covered continuously. It seems that the whole city will not be covered. Not reconciled to the momentum.

The two stood in front of the platform and waited for the bus. Route 104 came soon. After paying the money, they sat in the seat near the last row. Xiang Qianran sat in the seat by the window. After thinking about it, she sat next to him.

It was almost six o'clock when I came out, and it took about an hour to sit here to Yi Chengyi's current place. Originally, he usually rented out a taxi, but when Xiang Qianran asked for his address, he still took it by accident. The bus route was announced.

The reason why he doesn’t usually take the bus is entirely because he always falls asleep for more than an hour. He took the bus a few times before, and all of them arrived at the terminal at one time. Later, he developed the habit of taking a taxi every day. His money is almost comparable to the salary paid to him by the studio.

This time was still no exception. After sitting for about 20 minutes, Yi Chengyi fell asleep, bumped a few times, his head rested on Xiang Qianran's shoulder, turned his face and saw Yi Chengyi fell asleep. With a defenseless face, Xiang Qianran tensed his body unconsciously, but within a minute or so, Yi Chengyi's head was lowered because of the speed bump.

Even so, she still fell asleep deeply, sighed to Qianran, raised her chin and looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window.

At the seventh stop that Yi Chengyi said, Xiang Qianran turned his head and was about to wake Yi Chengyi up, when he saw that he was still asleep in the same position as before.

This guy... probably misses every bus stop.

The sky was getting dark quickly, there were not many people on this bus, no one would want to go out on a snowy night, so Xiang Qianran looked out the window again, and pressed Yi Chengyi's head on his shoulder.

For some reason, he didn't want to break the current peace.

The layers of snowflakes illuminated by the flashing street lights outside the window told him that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and now that he was getting farther and farther away from the seventh stop, Xiang Qianran still fixed Yi Chengyi's head with appropriate strength. Looking out of the window, I don't know when it started to focus on Yi Chengyi's beautiful hands.

The bottom of his heart seemed to be slowly sinking into a bottomless swamp, but the feeling that his body was fixed by the swamp made him feel extremely comfortable. The uneasiness that had been clamoring crazily these days was finally relieved, Xiang Qianran Enjoying the current atmosphere, at the same time painfully want to cry.

Can't say it now, maybe never can say it, this feeling, the feeling that even he himself has no way to admit, the ending of the other end of the falling glass is destined to be broken.

The world with only black and white looks so lonely, but now it has all been buried under the first snow.

Xiang Qianran took Yi Chengyi's hand, crossed his fingers lightly, and before he could close it tightly, he withdrew his hand.

……

Sure enough, I still can't do it.

The notification sound at the terminal had already sounded, and at the same time as the door opened, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes also flew in, Yi Chengyi was woken up by Xiang Qianran, and when he got out of the car, he lowered his head depressedly.

Sure enough, I sat and stood again.

Yawning, Yi Chengyi turned and looked at Xiang Qianran.

"What to do, Brother Two Dog."

"Nothing to do." Xiang Qianran walked in front of Yi Chengyi, put on his hat and zipped it up, and walked to the opposite side of the bus.

"This is not the last bus, let's wait, there should be one that will leave soon."

"Yi Chengyi." Xiang Qianran stopped in his tracks, and his serious tone made Yi Chengyi nervous.

"what happened?"

"Come with me for a one-stop walk, walk one stop before taking the bus."

Although he didn't know what Xiang Qianran meant, Yi Chengyi wrapped his scarf tightly and followed Xiang Qianran.

The roads that are often run over by cars have not yet been covered with snow, while the snow powder has a thickness of several centimeters on the roof and the lid of the trash can.

The two walked silently on the street one after the other, Yi Chengyi didn't know what Xiang Qianran wanted to do, and Xiang Qianran didn't say a word.There is an illusion that it will not stop overnight, and the momentum of the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

There is a bus stop sign in front, and Yi Chengyi breathed a few breaths into his frozen hands. Although it is useless, at least there will be a heated bus soon.

After crossing a road, Xiang Qianran stopped. The light of the red light shone on the road covered with water, and the light also became wet. There were cars passing by continuously, and the road ahead was already A bright and dazzling star river composed of car lights is lit up.

Just as Xiang Qianran was waiting for the red light, Yi Chengyi walked beside him, standing in the ubiquitous cold air, 1 minute of waiting seemed extraordinarily long.

"Cold?"

Asked by Xiang Qianran looking forward, Yi Chengyi turned his head and saw half of his profile illuminated by the reflection of the car lights, and shook his head.

"Fortunately."

Unconsciously grasping Yi Chengyi's hand, Xiang Qianran put it to his mouth and exhaled a few breaths of warmth, feeling as if he finally clenched it tightly, he laughed.

"It's about to freeze."

"..." To Xiang Qianran's somewhat abnormal reaction, Yi Chengyi frowned puzzled.

"I'm sorry, Yi Chengyi."

There was a smile on Xiang Qianran's mouth that he had never seen before, but at the same time, there were colorful mist brewing in his eyes.

Perhaps this was the closest distance between the two, Xiang Qianran grabbed Yi Chengyi's hand, and unexpectedly lowered his head and kissed his lips.

In an instant, it seemed that all the surrounding sounds disappeared, the air was sucked away, and the whole world was plunged into a vacuum. The cold wind whistling past only left the stinging pain of cutting the skin, and the moment the car tires touched the ground, The passing scene looks like a pantomime without the screen.

The fine snow powder blends into the air silently, the sky is like a huge and empty glass ball, press the switch, the sequins are flying in a messy and irregular way under the beautiful light, and the bustling and chaotic city as the base is an endless profound and lonely.

In the next moment, all the noises were overwhelmingly reattached to the eardrums, the ringing of the car, the roar of the engine, the phone calls of the people in the car, the sweet laughter of the couple, and the lonely cry when the snowflakes fell.

It's only a second, Xiang Qianran's contact.

Yi Chengyi's pupils were not fully focused yet, the first picture he saw was not the pure white snow world, but Xiang Qianran with tears all over his face.

"I'm sorry, Yi Chengyi."

Xiang Qianran still had that smile on his mouth, but his voice had already started to choke.

"I still can't accept you, let's not contact you again, okay?"

All the cars on the road stopped, the red light turned green, Xiang Qianran let go of his hand, turned around and walked onto the zebra crossing.

I'm sorry, Yi Chengyi.

Words that cannot be spoken have been broken.

The snowflakes are still falling one after another, gently covering the whole world with its rhythm.

The traffic light has been on for countless times, maybe even the last bus has left, Yi Chengyi is still standing there, not even moving a step, a layer of snow has accumulated on his body, he looks like a snowman .

Taking out his mobile phone, Yi Chengyi made a call.

It took more than 30 seconds for the other party to pick up, and it was not difficult to hear that the other party was sleeping from the slightly hoarse and nasal tone.

"...Brother, what's the matter?"

The world seemed to come alive in an instant. After hearing Anderson's voice, Yi Chengyi inexplicably felt his wound being soothed.

"Want to talk to you."

After a moment of silence, Anderson asked, "Brother, are you standing outside? There's a lot of noise."

"Well, on a street in Hangzhou, in front of the zebra crossing."

There was a rustling sound over there, and Anderson probably got off the bed. Yi Chengyi listened to the sound over there to analyze his movements, and now he really hoped that this person would stand beside him. beside.

"Brother." Anderson's voice cooled down, "It's snowing heavily in Hangzhou now, and the temperature is minus two degrees."

"how do you know?"

"I found out, anyway, hurry up and take a taxi back, or call the teacher to pick you up."

"Anderson."

"Brother, your body is not as good as you imagined."

"If I like someone, I think that person will be you."

"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone, Yi Chengyi calmly looked at the street lights that had turned from red to green again, and walked forward.

"Too surprised?"

"No...I...brother, don't discuss this issue now. Don't stand outside all the time. If you want to take a walk, wait until tomorrow, okay? The sun will rise tomorrow, please go home now."

"I'm getting ready to go home."

"...Be careful on the road."

"Well, go on to sleep, let me see...it should be almost four o'clock in the morning at your place."

"Hmm... Brother, I may not be able to sleep."

"?"

"Can I understand what you just said as a confession?"

"What? Does that count?"

"...Do you think that counts?"

"Should...probably...maybe...maybe...or..."

"That's a confession, brother. If I say this to a person, it means I'm confessing to him."

"You've confessed to me, and more than once."

"Because if I don't say it, you will never notice it. I say it a few times to prevent you from forgetting."

Yi Chengyi raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, and the muscles on his face were stiffened by the wind, so Yi Chengyi could only raise a small arc in a limited way.

"Actually, if you say it once, I will always remember it."

"That's fine."

"Anderson, thank you."

"Brother, you are really weird today."

"I've been thinking about what counts as liking, but not long ago I realized that I actually really like you."

Anderson didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother, are you about to make a decision? I feel very panic."

"If I have to make a decision, I decide to love you from now on."

"..." Anderson was completely stunned.

"Good night." After hanging up the phone, Yi Chengyi hailed a taxi, and the heating in the car made people instantly relax.

Anderson quickly called back, Yi Chengyi covered his frozen face and answered the phone.

"Any thing else?"

"No more...it just felt very sudden."

"Sleep, Anderson."

"Brother."

"If you continue, I won't answer your call next time."

"Good night, Cheng Yi."

"Who allowed you to call me by my name?"

In fact, except for Anderson, no one has ever called Yi Chengyi like this, even Yi Chengyi himself is not used to hearing this name.

"Can't it be called that?"

"Call Senior Brother."

"Brother, remember to take a bath when you go back."

"Ah."

Hanging up the phone, looking at the lights outside the window, the sins in his heart were finally redeemed. Just now, he completely lost a friend he had been with for decades.

Yi Chengyi didn't know who could redeem Xiang Qianran, but he knew that Anderson could redeem him.

For decades, he has been as gentle as ever. No matter which world he is in, Anderson has never thought of giving up Yi Chengyi just like this. The deepest love often comes from the deepest touch.

Thank you for liking me.

Thank you for not giving up on me.

Thank you for always standing there every time I look back.

Thank you for finding me.

The author has something to say: As I write, I realize that the things between them are no longer within my control. Many times I feel like I am writing a story with pictures. Speaking of emotional words, update It will take about two weeks to stop, because it is too brain-intensive to make a 3-minute short film. I really can’t write a novel and draw at the same time. The latest updates are rushed out until one or two in the morning. There will be next week Lots of exams, wish me luck, Amen.The next tens of thousands of words probably belong to the category of the final chapter, and I am going to write some extra episodes. Well, although I have been completely defeated by the number of hits, there are no comments yet, but I like this story very much, so I will write it seriously. So far, all the friends who are reading the article, I wish you happiness in 2016. (Tonight, with a swipe of my hand, I actually deleted the comment on the excerpt, crying, why is Jinjiang so efficient in this kind of thing! It’s so rare to have a comment, heartbroken, crying! Little transparent is really difficult to mix in Dazhan! Helpless~ ~~)