After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

After Lin Luo finished speaking, the man behind him remained silent for a long time.

He turned his head to look at Jing Yu, Jing Yu's deep pupils were staring at him.

Lin Luo: "Don't believe me?"

Jing Yu said, "Are you kidding me?"

Lin Luo laughed, made a gesture of holding a paintbrush with his right hand, and waved it twice in the air:

"Otherwise, why do you think I can draw without a teacher, and still draw so much like Lin Luo?"

"Do you really think that there are geniuses who are born to draw in this world?"

"Otherwise, how would I know so many things about Lin Luo, and who was the old lady in the gallery who first learned to paint?"

The cold moonlight fell on the boy's side face.

Let Jing Yu recall how they looked when they first met.

The boy sat on the beach with a bruised nose and a swollen face, alone in the middle of the night.

Their faces were full of impatience and boredom, they looked nothing alike, but their eyes were exactly the same as the person he remembered.

He thought that there would be two such similar people in this world, with similar personalities and similar painting styles.

It turned out that he was always the only one.

Jing Yu burst out laughing suddenly, shocked to the point of aphasia, and felt it made sense:

"So this is ah."

It's no wonder that Lin Luo can be faked so that no one can tell the real from the fake.

That's not an imitation at all, it's my real work!

His [-] million was not a loss at all.

But—the person who had thought about it for so many years, the person who had regretted it all his life and thought he would never see him again, just appeared in front of him.

Rao Jing Yu was so excited that he was a little nervous.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nonsensical thoughts such as "Can you sign me?" even jumped out of my mind.

One is his idol, the other is his boyfriend, these two identities overlap, Jing Yu feels that he saved the earth in his previous life.

Lin Luo raised his hand and waved in front of Jing Yu's eyes: "Why, you're too excited to speak?"

Thinking that this was Lin Luo, Jing Yu faltered in a rare way: "I...I didn't expect that, but how could you..."

He even unconsciously used honorifics.

After all, this is a world-renowned oil painting master!

It's reasonable to use honorifics.

Hearing the word "you", Lin Luo was amused, relying on Jing Yu not daring to make trouble in front of him now, he raised his hand and touched Jing Yu's head.

"Hey, dear, now you finally know that I'm not young, right?"

Jing Yu: "..."

Thinking back that because of Lin Luo's young age, he was worried that Lin Luo didn't really like him, and kept rejecting the young man's love, Jing Yu simply didn't know how to face him.

Fortunately, Lin Luo didn't hold on to this point, he turned around and walked along the road towards the hotel.

"As for why I was reborn, I don't know."

He said as he walked, "I was originally dead, and I didn't realize it after I died, but suddenly one day I woke up."

"When I opened my eyes, I realized that I had turned into this kid named Lin Nuo."

Jing Yu suddenly realized: "So your lock screen password is the day you were reborn?"

"You're very smart." Being able to use his original identity to talk to Jing Yu, Lin Luo's state seemed more relaxed, and he even put on a "well-known painter" air.

"That day was the day when the real Lin Nuo died. He went out to play with that kid named Wu Zihui, and was accidentally pushed into the river by the other party and drowned."

"So, I woke up."

After knowing all this, all the clues from the past are connected together, forming a complete clue in Jing Yu's heart.

That's why Lin Luo suddenly distanced himself from Wu Zihui.

That's why Lin Luo watched such old TV dramas and listened to such old songs.

That's why Lin Luo doesn't know how to use a smartphone.

... everything has an explanation.

Jing Yu looked at Lin Luo dumbly, with complicated emotions.

But Lin Luo said with a little emotion: "I didn't expect... I lived in the basement in my previous life. I bought a handful of noodles worth five yuan to eat for a few days. The money I saved was used to paint. My paintings will be like this after I die. fire."

"If I had known earlier, I would have persisted for a few more years and would not drink so much alcohol. Maybe I could see my fire when I was alive."

If Lin Luo hadn't died, he would only be in his early forties if he had lived till now.

These words have always been buried in Lin Luo's heart, and they have never been said to anyone.

Lin Luo smiled helplessly: "But fortunately, I was lucky enough to have another chance."

Lin Luo looked at Jing Yu and joked, "And I also met a little fan who likes me so much."

Jing Yu touched the pocket watch in his arms.

There is a photo of Lin Luo.

"You should be popular," Jing Yu said earnestly, "You paint so well, before you were not popular, it was because the world didn't appreciate you."

"Rebirth is God's compensation for you."

"Yeah," Lin Luo laughed easily again, "Besides, if I hadn't died once and been reborn, I wouldn't have met you."

For Lin Luo, the biggest gain of his rebirth this time is not that he can become popular again, but that he has met Jing Yu.

And having a mother who loves him.

In front of the gallery, the two looked at each other under the stars and moonlight.

The evening wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

"I won't meet you either." Jing Yu bent down and hugged Lin Luo.

The fragrance of flowers floats in the night with the evening wind.

At the same time, what surrounds Lin Luo is the familiar woody fragrance from Jing Yu's body, which is warm, calm and reassuring.

He hugged Jing Yu's waist.

Fortunately, God gave him a chance to come back and let them meet each other.

By the time Lin Luo and Jing Yu returned to the hotel, the others had already gone back to their rooms to rest.

Originally planned to chat with Xia Wenqiu tonight, but when Lin Luo went to visit, he found that Xia Wenqiu had already fallen asleep.

Lin Luo had no choice but to back out, and walked lightly back to the room to rest.

The next few days are still sketching.

Of course, in addition to sketching, sometimes the teacher will also organize some group activities to enliven the atmosphere and entertain everyone.

Lin Luo's desire to achieve a negative distance with Jing Yu became even more difficult after he exposed his identity.

Ever since Jing Yu knew his identity, he had an inexplicable awe towards him, so that Jing Yu didn't dare to tease him as much as before.

Although Lin Luo didn't like Jing Yu teasing him (bushi) much before, but now that Jing Yu doesn't tease him, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

Even Zhu Xiyue and the others felt the change in Jing Yu's attitude towards Lin Luo.

They were a little curious and asked Lin Luo curiously, Lin Luo just smiled without saying a word, looking at Jing Yu.

Jing Yu sighed silently, thinking: Who knows his pressure?

The boyfriend is the world's top oil painting master, his idol who has been his fan for more than ten years, and the fairy painter in the eyes of the bunch of little kids around him.

Doesn't he have to get used to it?

After failing to beg * for the nth time, Lin Luo couldn't hold back anymore.

While others were sketching, he secretly drew a painting by himself - the erotic picture of him and Jing Yu.

Due to limited time, Lin Luo's painting was relatively simple, but his superb painting skills still fully reflected the charm of erotic pictures.

The two people on the screen are not wearing clothes, and their limbs are entangled.

But Lin Luo didn't know what his expression was like at that time, so he could only create with the eyes of an artist.

As for Jing Yu's expression - it can be reproduced directly.

After finishing the painting, Lin Luo was very satisfied, dried the painting, and hung it on the headboard of the bed in his and Jing Yu's room during the rest period.

He didn't believe that Jing Yuda would still be unresponsive to this painting and him who was naked at night.

Unless he's not a man.

But Lin Luo knew that he was actually a man.

That night, Lin Luo went back to the room early, took a shower and waited for Jing Yu.

As soon as Jing Yu came back, she saw the painting hanging on the bedside, and Lin Luo's pajamas were half open, revealing her round shoulders.

He was lying on the bed, his slender waist looming under the pajamas.

Hearing footsteps, Lin Luo turned his head and smiled at the man: "You're back?"

Jing Yu: "..."

Lin Luo was wearing Jing Yu's pajamas, which were a little long, and he didn't wear anything underneath.

Jing Yu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, feeling a little hot, unbuttoned his collar, and went forward to pull up the boy's collar.

"What are you doing dressed like this?"

Lin Luo smiled and said, "Of course it's to seduce you."

He spoke calmly and generously, and deliberately turned his head to look at the painting beside the bed, and asked, "Have you seen this painting?"

"How is my painting, isn't it particularly vivid?"

Jing Yu looked up, then looked down at Lin Luo, raised the young man's chin to look at it, as if he was thinking about it.

After a while, he said, "It's not vivid enough."

Lin Luo: "Huh?"

Jing Yu squeezed his chin and kissed him, Lin Luo immediately responded enthusiastically.

If painting was Lin Luo's first favorite thing, kissing Jing Yu would be second.

He hugged Jing Yu's neck and kissed until both of them were out of breath, and the kiss ended.

"You recruited me." Jing Yu stared into the boy's eyes with deep eyes, and brushed his red and swollen lips with his fingertips.

After finishing speaking, he put one arm around Lin Luo's waist, and the other hand supported the boy's buttocks, and picked him up.

"Maybe you should see what you looked like at that time, so that you can draw more vividly."

Jing Yu said while walking towards the bathroom.

Lin Luo hung on the man like a koala, blinked, looked at the painting on the bedside, then turned to look at the mirror in the bathroom.

"Oh——" Lin Luo smiled triumphantly, raised his head and kissed the man's ear, and said in a low voice, "Then trouble Boss Jing to help me."

Seduce success!

This night, Lin Luo had a full meal.

This meal made him want to eat more for many days, and he didn't have the energy to eat anymore.

Moreover, he did see his own expression clearly through the mirror, which provided sufficient material for future creations.

The ten-day sketching came to an end soon.

The students in Class [-] flew back to the United States collectively.

After going back, I went to class and painted as usual, and my life was peaceful and colorful.

After returning, Lin Luo still lived in Jing Yu's house.

After all, his hand is not healed yet, and Jing Yu still needs to take care of it, and his hand is probably never "healed" again, so he has to stay at Jing Yu's house forever.

Lived there until many, many years later.

When their lives come to an end many years later, they will be buried in the same tomb.

The so-called life is the same quilt, death is the same hole, ancient and eternal romance.

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