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

Lin Luo rubbed her stomach, stood up, and carefully helped Feng Juan: "Mom, be careful."

Helping Feng Juan to sit down, Lin Luo picked up the crutch and put it aside, ready to pour her a glass of water.

But the woman took his hand, looked at the child who was pretending to be strong, she couldn't help but said, "Nonuo, I'm sorry."

Lin Luo smiled: "Mom, you have nothing to do to me. I'll get you iodine and a cotton swab to treat your wound. If there is a scar, it won't look good."

"You child..." Feng Juan said, "I'm already at this age, what does it matter if I look good or not?"

"That won't work, my mother is the most beautiful in the world."

Lin Luo smiled and turned to the room to bring iodine, cotton swabs and gauze, and squatted in front of the sofa to help Feng Juan treat the wound.

Use a cotton swab to wipe off excess blood, disinfect with iodine, and finally stick gauze.

Seeing that the child was so sensible, Feng Juan felt distressed and relieved, and touched the bruises around Lin Luo's eyes.

"Hiss!" Lin Luo hid in pain, "Don't, mom, don't touch it, it hurts!"

"Don't move around." Feng Juan said, holding Lin Luo's face in one hand, and gently rubbing his eye sockets with the other, "Rub the blood away, it will heal faster."

Although it hurt, Lin Luo had no choice but to endure it.

"You still know it hurts," Feng Juan scolded, "Who told you to fight with him, how can you beat him with thin arms and legs?"

Lin Luo said: "Then I'll fight him after I eat more and grow stronger."

Feng Juan glared at him: "Is that what I said?"

"Mom," Lin Luo said unconvinced, "He has treated you like that, how can I bear it?"

"I can't help it, I have to bear it." Seeing the disapproval in the child's eyes, Feng Juan said again, "Our Nuonuo is going to grow up soon."

"You are promising. You can enter a prestigious school in the future, and you can enter a big company as soon as you graduate. At that time, you can take your mother away, and let's live in another place so that he can never find us again, okay?"

Feng Juan was born in a rural area and had little education, but she was pretty.She was their famous little beauty when she was young.

Later, she married for love, and married Lin Yuanlong, who was still a second-generation rich man at that time.

As a result, Lin Yuanlong's father died of illness within two years. Lin Yuanlong himself was a dandy and could not support the family business. The Feng family soon fell into ruin, and he himself became addicted to gambling.

Now it is all up to Feng Juan to push a small cart stall to make money to support the family.

Feng Juan also considered divorce, but Lin Yuanlong always disagreed.Feng Juan still hoped that this man might get better again, and she kept procrastinating until now.

"In the future, mother will enjoy your blessing."

Both mother and son rubbed medicine on their faces, and after talking for a while, Lin Luo sent Feng Juan into the room to sleep.

As a result, as soon as Feng Juan entered the house, she found that her bank card hidden in the cabinet under the bed had been stolen.

"Lin Yuanlong must have done it!" Feng Juan sat on the ground, trembling with anger, "I saved that up for you, Nuonuo, to go to college! How could he, how could he..."

Feng Juan was at a loss, almost crying.

Lin Luo was furious, and felt that the stool he had smashed just now had been lightly smashed.

He should be stoned to death directly.

But I could only hold back my anger and persuade Feng Juan: "Mom, don't worry, my grades are so good, the school will definitely not let me go to school without money. They will give me a lot of scholarships and subsidies, not to mention tuition fees, you don't have to worry about living expenses .”

In his previous life, Lin Luo was a typical delinquent boy who smoked, drank, fought and had tattoos. He caused his uncle's family a headache, but they couldn't help him, so they kicked him out when he became an adult.

In this life, Lin Nuo is a typical child of other people's family. He is obedient, filial to his mother, respects teachers, unites with classmates, and has very good grades.

——When he was in middle school in his previous life, because he was drawing in class all day, his grades were very bad, and he barely got a second grade in the end.

"Really?" Feng Juan couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true," Lin Luo smiled, "Our teacher said it."

Feng Juan has an inexplicable trust in the teacher, and feels that what the teacher said must be right, so she is relieved:

"That's fine, that's fine..."

After persuading Feng Juan to sleep, Lin Luo went back to her room to go to bed, but couldn't.

After tossing and turning for half an hour, Lin Luo simply got up and got out of bed, and went out to get some air.

Lin Luo's house is located in a six-story old-fashioned residential building built in the late 90s. It was the wedding house bought by the Feng family when Feng Juan and Lin Yuanlong got married.

More than 20 years later, the exterior walls of this old house are covered with water stains and stains, the walls are weathered and peeled off, and the anti-theft windows are stained with rust.

And just a few meters away from it is a new building with a height of more than ten floors. It is clean, bright and full of modern atmosphere. It was newly built a few years ago.

A few meters apart, there are two completely different and distinct worlds.

Lin Luo came down from the fourth floor and looked back at the window on the fourth floor. The light in mother's bedroom was already off.

He unlocked the bicycle and stepped up.

This bicycle was damaged in Feng Juan's car accident two months ago, but it was repaired later, and it is barely usable now.

Lin Luo put on a padded jacket, pedaled a broken bicycle, and set off.

In Yunhai City late at night, the number of vehicles and pedestrians on the streets gradually decreased. This is an old town, relatively less prosperous.

Lin Luo stood on the pedals, arched his back, held the faucet tightly with both hands, stared at the distance of the dark street, and rushed forward——

The evening wind lifted his short hair in front of his forehead, revealing the youth's smooth and full forehead.

His figure gradually faded into the night.

Yunhai City is a tourist city near the sea.

When he got to the beach, he jumped off his bike, tossed it aside, and ran into the waves himself.

"Ah!" Lin Luo stepped on the slightly cool sea water and roared towards the empty sea.

Money, he needs money!

People are so poor in both lives, is there a mistake?

After shouting, Lin Luo sat down on the beach dejectedly, with one leg bent, his hands propped on the ground, looking into the endless night, muttering:

"How can I get money? You have to spend money to study if you are admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts. Paints, brushes, and canvases all cost money."

Although Lin Luo has become popular, he is still a little-known little person, and his paintings will definitely not sell for a high price.

But if you sell a high imitation of Lin Luo... maybe it will work!

While muttering, a person suddenly walked in out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Luo didn't look up to see who it was, and didn't care.

He only saw a pair of long legs, walking away from behind him, as if taking a walk.

This late at night, walking alone on the beach... Lin Luo muttered inwardly, Broken in love?

"Snapped!"

Something fell from the man's pocket and landed on the sand.

He didn't hear it because the waves were too loud.

Lin Luo turned his head and said impatiently, "Hello—"

The man stopped, turned around and looked down at him, Lin Luo didn't lift his eyelids, pointed to the silver pocket watch on the ground and said:

"Didn't you know you dropped something?"

The man was stunned for a moment, looked down, and realized that his pocket watch had fallen off. He quickly picked it up, blew the sand, and took out a silk scarf from his pocket to wipe it carefully.

The man was wearing a woolen coat. When he raised his hand, Lin Luo saw the Patek Philippe on his wrist.

Rich man!Lin Luo's attention was suddenly attracted.

Damn, is Patek Philippe so bad now?

Lin Luo, the poor ghost, couldn't help but take a few more glances, trying to estimate the price, but regretfully found that he didn't know him, after all, he had been dead for ten years.

However, he inadvertently saw the photo in the pocket watch, the familiar curly hair, and the expression of death.

It's Lin Luo.

A photo of himself in a previous life.

Lin Luo was taken aback, and blurted out: "Do you like Lin Luo too?"

--------------------

The author has something to say:

The daily update starts today, please support us, little cuties!See you every night at [-]pm!