Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 15. A painting doomed to break

After Nangongyu heard this, she couldn't help touching Yu Chigong's little head: "Did you forget that you saved me?"

Yu Chigong looked up at Nangong Yu seriously with his teary face, then pulled his big hand and touched his solid shoulder, making sure that he was really in front of his eyes, and then slowly stopped crying.

Nangong Yu wiped the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes for him, watching him turn from sadness to joy, a bitter smile flitted across his face.

Obviously knowing that all concerns will be shattered by fear, knowing that all happiness is just a dream, obviously has imprisoned his own soul, no longer believes in so-called goodwill, no longer expects anyone's care, no longer has any hope for the future Any hope, he was still hopelessly moved to see someone shed tears for him.

I and this boy are just strangers who met by chance.However, maybe it is precisely because he is a stranger that he will not see his own flaws and will reveal his kind nature with the utmost purity.

——But, if you knew my true face, would you still be so sad for me?

Lin Qingyuan looked at the glass on the ground, and said to Nangong Yu worriedly: "I think you should move it out first. The painting fell when Xiaowei entered the door just now. Fortunately, he was far away from the painting and was not injured. Regardless of this How did the painting fall? This coincidence is also very disturbing. Although the rumors about Xiuxinyuan may not be true, but there must be some unsafe factors in Xiuxinyuan as the saying goes, and after today's two thing, don't you feel it?"

"Are you talking about the incident in the lake and this?" Nangong Yu came back to her senses, regained her previous calm, and pointed to the painting that had been smashed on the coffee table.

"En." Lin Qingyuan nodded.

"The water in Pingxin Lake is very deep, and the aquatic plants in it grow luxuriantly. Swimming in the lake will definitely be dangerous. As for this," Nangong Yu walked to the wall and looked at it, then pointed to a few gray marks on the wall Said, "You should also know that this painting has been hung here since Xiuxinyuan was built. After such a long time, the nails will inevitably rust, and it is normal for them to fall off. If they hit something, it can only be said to be accidental." It's inevitable."

Nangongyu's explanation made sense, but Lin Qingyuan had nothing to say.

"I'll clean up here, you go to the living room upstairs first." Nangong Yu said and went to the kitchen to bring a broom and a dustpan.

"I'll clean it with you." Lin Qingyuan said, "Xiao Lieutenant, just stand there and don't move, be careful not to hurt your feet."

Yu Chigong looked at his bare feet, and really regretted that he ran too fast when he came out and didn't wear shoes.

"It's cold on the ground, you can take him upstairs to rest, I'll do it myself." Nangong Yu said while cleaning.

"I'm not going. I'm right here." Yu Chigong squatted at the door, with swollen eyes, very determined.

Lin Qingyuan was going to take him up there, but seeing his expression, she teased him and said, "Your eyes are crying like peaches. This summer, you won't have to buy fruit."

Yu Chigong rolled his eyes and ignored him, Lin Qingyuan was no better than Zhuoyou when he was bad.

Lin Qingyuan smiled, walked to the side of the painting, intending to move it to another place.But the painting was not only big but also very heavy, and it took him all his strength to move it to the wall.

"What is this painting made of? It's so heavy." Lin Qingyuan sighed and said to himself.

"Is it heavy?" Seeing that the two had cleaned the hall, Yu Chigong carefully walked over and grabbed the top of the picture frame and tried to lift it, "Is it heavier when the glass is not broken? Glass it?"

As soon as Yu Chigong finished speaking, he clicked, but the painting didn't move, but he cut off a piece of the wooden thread on the top of the frame. He looked at the piece of wood in his hand with embarrassment, and said to Nangong Yu very sorry: "I seem to... ...doing something wrong."

Lin Qingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed, would he be willing to destroy this painting in Xiaowei's hands?Such an old painting really has to be lost, not to mention that Xiao Wei has left his family now and hasn't earned much money. I'm afraid it's not enough for his own family property.

When the two were anxious, Nangong Yu walked over quickly, took Yu Chigong's hand and looked at it: "You didn't hurt your hand, did you?"

Yu Chigong shook his head guiltily, then looked at the painting, and asked, "Shall I get someone to repair it for you? Or... how much should I pay you?"

Nangong Yu took the piece of wood in Yu Chigong's hand, tapped on the edge of the painting and said: "This painting has been used for a long time, and it is natural that it will decay, don't worry, I can just reinstall it myself, it is not a precious thing. "

"Oh, I'm sorry." Yu Chigong lowered his head and touched the broken part of the picture frame, the remaining pieces of wood were a bit thorny, "But this painting should be very old, it still exists after so many years, it is a very remarkable work in itself thing."

"No matter how long it exists, won't it still be broken in the end? Let's replace it with a new frame." Nangong Yu said, grabbing the sides of the painting and breaking it hard, and the wooden strips on both sides fell off with a clatter.

"Wait!" Lin Qingyuan thought of stopping when he saw the picture frame falling apart.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Yu asked.

"Did Zhuoyue not tell you about Xiao Ziqi?"

"Talked."

"Then it's better not to touch it."

"If you don't change the frame, if it falls off again one day, then maybe you won't be so lucky."

"What did Zhuo Zhuo say?" Yu Chi Gong asked curiously.

Lin Qingyuan felt horrified when he thought about those things, but under Yu Chigong's urging, he still pretended to be calm and briefly explained what happened.

After hearing this, Yu Chigong was not afraid, but looked at the painting in amazement and said, "Maybe it doesn't want to leave Xiuxinyuan."

"I'll find a frame next door, you can do what you want." Nan Gongyu leaned the painting against the wall and said.

"Nangong Yu, your picture frame is so ready-made? Ah! That's right! Could it be that you sell picture frames?" Yu Chigong heard that Nangong Yu was looking for a picture frame, so he regarded him as a picture material dealer.

"I don't sell picture frames." Nangongyu said, "I draw pictures, but most of them are framed by myself, so I bought a lot of materials for making picture frames in advance."

"Wow! Painter! That's great! Let me see your paintings." Yu Chigong grabbed Nangong Yu's sleeve and looked at him expectantly.

"Yes." Nangong Yu nodded.

"Ah, that's great!" Yuchi Gong jumped up happily.

"Xiao Wei, can you keep your focus?" Lin Qingyuan grabbed him, afraid that he would break another vase or something.

"Oh." Yu Chigong felt his gaffe, stuck out his tongue, and immediately calmed down.

Nangong Yu smiled and brought the two of them to the studio.

There are many paintings on the east and north walls of the studio, most of which are natural scenery and still life. On the south side are several large and clear glass windows, with purple curtains hanging beside the windows, which are in harmony with the gray-green dark flower wallpaper in the room. Against the background, create a quiet atmosphere.On the workbench in the center of the room was a two-meter-long canvas, on which only a rough outline was drawn, and a human figure could be vaguely seen.There is a small bucket next to the canvas, the water in the bucket has been dyed light green, and there are a few paintbrushes lying beside the bucket.

As soon as Yu Chigong entered the room, he couldn't wait to run to those paintings, and then looked at this and that, with a look of joy, "Nangongyu, you painted these! There are so many, alas, isn't it here? How many pieces are missing?"

"Those pictures have already been sold." Nangong Yu walked to the corner, opened a large piece of cloth, and searched for a pile of wooden threads of various colors with patterns, and then chose two white ones.