I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

"Huanhuan?" Gu Fengyao felt that something was wrong with him, moved his steps, and approached him, his worried voice disturbed Gu Qianhuan's thoughts, he pursed his lips tightly, and shook his head lightly: "I'm fine."

Gu Fengyao didn't believe it, his eyes didn't say so, he turned his head and followed Gu Qianhuan's line of sight just now, and there was a vast area, and he couldn't find it at all.

Gu Fengyao: "... Huanhuan, are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital."

As he said, he grabbed the opponent's wrist and was about to leave. Gu Qianhuan lowered his head, and the out-of-control emotions exploded in his eyes, and then gradually disappeared. He suppressed his voice, as if it was squeezed out of his throat: "It's okay, I said It's all right."

Gu Fengyao didn't move anymore, but their intimate gesture just now was noticed by the media. In this developed era, some people can't help but maliciously speculate that that face is really pretty.

As soon as this idea came to mind, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Blindsight!"

The person who spoke was the young master of a certain family, who had just returned from Jingcheng, and when he saw an auction, he was instructed by his parents to call it a relaxation.He struggled at the auction for a while, and when he came out, he must have been sluggish, because he was slow to move until the end, but he never thought that he would have such a lucky day.

That's Blindsight!An idol of the whole people!Talented painter!

The media was stunned for a moment. Blindsight, a mysterious genius painter, held his first solo exhibition in Jingcheng a few days ago and made his debut. However, due to the regulations of the exhibition, no photos are allowed. Therefore, apart from those who participated that day, no one recognized Gu Qianhuan's identity all of a sudden.

And the young master who originally spoke had already come to him, recklessly handed out the pen, and took off his coat without any paper: "Blindsight, I am your fan, I like your paintings very much, ahhh can you Sign me up? Right here."

He was incoherent, and he didn't know what he was talking about. He was too nervous. Some people couldn't say a word for a long time in front of their idols, while others kept talking. It was obvious that this young master belonged to the latter category.

But he is a real die-hard fan, and he knows almost all of Gu Qianhuan's paintings, each of which can be analyzed and praised from different angles.

Gu Qianhuan looked at him silently. At that moment, he was almost suffocated, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his throat. He told himself in his heart that he didn't know, he didn't know anything.

After the young master came to his senses, his face was annoyed, and he said: "I'm sorry Blindsight, I didn't mean it, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Gu Qianhuan glanced at him, his light-colored pupils flickered, he shook his head, and took the water-based pen: "Is it here?"

Others gasped as they watched, Dior coats worth tens of thousands of dollars each were signed with a water-based pen, what a prodigal son!

The young master doesn't care about these things, he holds the clothes and doesn't let go, he has made up his mind that this clothes is his family heirloom!

However, everyone cast envious eyes on that young master, that is Blindsight!Although his style of painting is weird, the sincere emotions contained in it are enough to make people forget everything. Some people are deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves, and even feel the tremor of the soul.Among them, the richest people in the upper circles who have so much money that they can't spend their days empty every day are the most.

Some people spend a lot of money just to shake the soul at that moment.

In front of his paintings, there are no poor and rich, they are all naked souls.Even Gu Qianhuan didn't know that he had another nickname in the painting world: "The Devil's Guide".

To get his paintings is to get the guidance of the devil, throw away the decayed body, resonate with the soul, and be baptized. The feeling is so wonderful, once you get into it, it seems to be tempted by the devil.

Hearing this makes people get goosebumps, but seeing the rich and powerful in front of them, the reporters and the media are going crazy!It's even worse than them. They just took pictures and asked questions, and these people were squeezed into a circle, which was tight!

Are you a reporter or are they reporters? !

Gu Qianhuan also felt crowded, and her pretty brows frowned slightly: "Can you take a few steps back? The circle will expand and it won't be too crowded."

With one sentence, the effect is immediate.

Gu Qianhuan frowned slightly, no surprises, after all, in foreign countries, fanatical fans are not limited to these postures, they behave too enthusiastically, Wucheng still has scruples, no one throws arms and kisses, he can still adapt.

He also knew in his heart that he couldn't get out for the time being.Chatting casually with fans, he didn't know how dazzling he was at this moment, like a huge and bright star, easily grabbing everyone's attention.

Gu Fengyao is no exception.

He looked at the young man in the crowd passionately and affectionately, the love in his eyes almost drowned him.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Qin Xixi and He Jin from Jingcheng were watching the live broadcast. They looked at the young man in the camera, oh my god, who is such a genius to start the live broadcast directly? Now, can the scene that Brother Gu painstakingly managed still exist?His wife will soon be seen by the whole country!

Tsk tsk, it's too miserable, too miserable.

Those who heard it were sad and those who saw it shed tears... Shit, hahaha, Qin Xixi raised both hands and feet to agree with He Jin's opinion: "Let's not tell Brother Gu, let him find out by himself."

Qin Xixi also had a selfish heart when he said it. He looked at the dazzling young man in the live broadcast room, and thought of Gu Qianhuan's pain during that time, and Yan Kong's heart had already turned against him, so he had this phone call.

He Jin's humble voice sounded, causing Gu Fengyao to frown: "What's the matter?"

The crane said carelessly: "Hey, hey, brother Gu, you don't love me anymore? Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

Gu Fengyao was silent for a moment, his finger was about to fall on the hanger, Qin Xixi said: "I have something to do, Brother Gu, don't listen to that guy Xiaoniao, I have something to do."

Gu Fengyao pondered: "...say."

"Fog City used to be a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that all kinds of gadgets are very delicate and cute. It just so happens that my little niece is celebrating her birthday. Please help me bring some dolls and toys back. They should have the characteristics of Wucheng."

Gu Fengyao didn't ask him why he didn't come by himself: "I'll bring some for you when I have time."

Qin Xixi smiled and said, "I heard that my sister-in-law went with you, Brother Gu, did you buy some gadgets for my sister-in-law?"

"Dudu-"

He was answered by an emotionless blind voice.

Gu Fengyao tightened his jaw and drew out a sharp and beautiful outline. After many years of accumulating power, the first thing people noticed was not his handsome and aggressive face, but the oppressive aura on his body. At first glance, he looked like a high-ranking person. .

As if thinking of something, Gu Fengyao's sharp eyebrows softened a little, and he looked at Gu Qianhuan who was surrounded by the crowd. Of course he bought it, and Qin Xixi didn't need to remind him at all!

"We're going home, Huanhuan."

After closing the door, Gu Fengyao pulled him into his arms, Gu Qianhuan looked at him stiffly, the man lowered his head, almost speaking in his ear, so soft and soothing, but wrapped in magma-like heat, it made his cold heart shrink For a few minutes, it seemed that he couldn't stand the scorching fire.

Gu Fengyao pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and touched the young man's cool skin: "Huanhuan, are you tired today?"

Gu Qianhuan almost laughed angrily, the documents were all over his face, today was the day after the auction, he and Gu Fengyao went out to search early in the morning, according to the teacher's drawings, they found a man named Wang Sheng, who was nothing special, There seemed to be nothing strange about it until Gu Fengyao looked up his information. He had been in prison because he was hit and killed by drunk driving.

The identity of the person he killed was not found, only vague words, it is said that a couple and their children.

Because drunk driving is a negligent injury, Wang Sheng did not hit and run. Perhaps because the couple died tragically, he was sentenced to five years. Later, Wang Sheng was released from prison and moved away from his original place. He has always been addicted to drinking and gambling. , Gradually became a notorious bastard on the street.

When Gu Qianhuan heard the news, his mind went blank, and a large piece of fireworks exploded, roaring in his mind.

The teacher marked on the drawing and told him that this person was the key link. Gu Qianhuan felt that he had touched something, but he had a splitting headache.

After that, they approached Wang Sheng.When the other party saw him, he went crazy with fright, and murmured: "Don't look for me...don't look for me..."

Wang Sheng ran out again, so today they are doomed to return without success.

Gu Qianhuan and Gu Fengyao asked for all the materials of Wang Sheng. 12 years ago... when he saw this sentence that day, all the blocked thoughts instantly cleared up, but he would rather not know.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qianhuan broke free from his hand and rushed into the studio. After closing the door, he seemed to have lost all his strength and slid down along the door panel.

Layers of sticky cold sweat scrambled out of the pores, and he looked ahead.

Gu Fengyao was on the spot, he clenched his fingers tightly, unable to suppress his longing, those deep eyes were as black as ink at this moment, like a bottomless abyss.

He knew clearly that he lost his composure.

Gu Fengyao opened the refrigerator door and picked out a few eggs. He is not good at cooking, the only thing he knows is to cook porridge. Recently, he learned how to bake egg custard. One piece, lighted with sesame oil, there will be a tangy fragrance.

In the studio, everything is in order.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows inlaid reflect the dark blue sky outside the window. He is here, overlooking a bright city night scene. The colorful and flickering lights are like scattered stars in the Milky Way.

Small and touching.

The easel that was set up a few days ago is very eye-catching, scattered with piles of tube-shaped paints, the palette is too clean, and has never been used.

Gu Qianhuan bent down and picked up a paintbrush. The blank canvas in front of him was like a flat human face smoothing out the facial features. He smiled soothingly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and immediately felt the corners of his lips pulled up. The smile froze on the lips.

Why are you laughing?

Gu Qianhuan asked herself, her blank eyes were full of confusion, why did she laugh?He put on a mask for himself, but after a long time, he realized that the mask had grown with his face and could never be taken off.

He didn't feel any pain, only a burst of suffocating depression. Gu Qianhuan lay slumped on the cushion, closed his eyes, and held a paintbrush in one hand, as if there were countless snakes tightening his body. Qing ants devoured his flesh...

Are you scared?Already numb.

Unable to release emotions pressed down in the bottom of his heart, he took the pen holder, poked his wrist one by one, red dots appeared on the cold white skin, it can be seen that the force was extremely deep, as if he wanted to smash it.

So comfortable.

The pain turned into joy, and the suppressed emotions erupted like a torrent. He became more and more vigorous, as if he wanted to pierce the flesh and blood.

In the haze, Gu Qianhuan's eyes fell on the unopened package on one side. The plastic package of that size should be "Rainbow Heart".

He went over and unpacked it.

The author has something to say: Second watch, finished.