sickness

Zang Bai saw himself in the mirror, it was a young face, he looked as ignorant as a high school student, but he knew he was 20 years old.His good friend suddenly jumped on his back and put his arms around his shoulders: "Zang Ningrui, congratulations, I didn't expect you to be the first to get married among us."

Zang Bai looked down at himself, the clothes on his body changed into a white tuxedo, and then he looked up into the mirror, there was a bunch of stars pinned to his chest, and there was a name tag in the flower, which said the groom.

Married, he was going to get married, Zang Bai was at a loss, he asked: "Then who is the other person?"

His friend moved his mouth and spoke to him, but Zang Bai didn't hear the sound.

"Today is the last day you will be single, walk around, everyone is waiting for you at single parties..."

Zang Bai was pushed, but he just turned around, and the room twisted and changed. When he took a closer look, he was already in a private KTV room, surrounded by people, all of whom were his friends. , everyone drank, danced, sang together, and had a great time.

Zang Bai also became happy, yes, getting married, isn't this what he has always dreamed of, after getting married, he can no longer have to look at Zang Ningrong's face.Married, married, he also broke into the crowd, dancing with them, drawing the curtain on his last night of singleness.

In a blink of an eye, he was standing at the wedding, with his parents and friends sitting below, the master of ceremonies standing beside him, and his husband standing on the other side.Wearing a black formal suit, he is tall and straight, very imposing. He should be a handsome man, but his face is always blocked by the master of ceremonies, so he can't see clearly.

When it came time to take the oath, Zang Bai followed the master of ceremonies to read the oath, and then said "I do".

It was his husband's turn to take the oath, but the man suddenly became furious, pointed at Zang Bai and yelled at him, calling him a bitch, a liar, calling him not an Omega, but pretending to be an O to deceive his feelings.

Zang Bai staggered back. He waved his hands in panic, wanting to explain, telling his husband that all this was a misunderstanding, that he was not like this... Back to the KTV again, the strange lighting was like a monster with teeth and claws, everyone was joking , some came over with wine to congratulate him, saying that they envied his fiancé who doted on him like that, and also envied that he could marry into such a wealthy family...

The next second it was the wedding, but there was no one in the audience, and there was no one on the stage, only a luxurious set and himself in a dress.Zang Bai thought he had misremembered the time, and started running around the empty wedding venue, shouting for his mother... Back to the KTV again, the music and lights were still on, but it seemed that everyone was drunk, and Zang Bai was also drunk. He said "I'm going to the bathroom".

He saw himself in the mirror, young face, only 20 years old.

He was about to get married, and his fiancé was standing next to him. He saw his fiancé's face clearly in the mirror. It was a very handsome face with a chisel, and it was the most beautiful Alpha he had ever seen in his life.

But Zang Bai was inexplicably afraid of that face, he didn't dare to look any more, he stepped back, but the other party didn't let him go, grabbed his hand and said, "I'm your fiance, why are you running?"

Zang Bai just flinched: "Don't..."

The fiancé suddenly hugged him and pulled him into the cubicle with brute force. Zang Bai struggled, but he couldn't break free at all.The fiancé suddenly pushed him down on the water tank and ripped off his clothes.Zang Bai was terrified. He cried, begged, and shouted heart-piercingly not to... Still to no avail, the tearing pain hit him, and then the back of his neck, he saw blood flow on the white porcelain of the water tank , stagnated and slowly flowing down, he turned his head, and his fiancé turned into a wolf, it bared its fangs, tore his flesh and blood, and ate him mouthful...

Zang Bai struggled to wake up, like a drowning man, gasping for breath, his forehead and back were wet.

After a while, the consciousness that was scattered by the nightmare slowly gathered up. He rolled his eyes and remembered that he was in his room.

The hands of the clock in the room were ticking, and the moonlight shone in through the arched windows, dispelling the heavy darkness of the night. Some bugs were chirping in the yard, and the whistling of the speeding car came from farther away, everywhere. It was all very quiet.

Zang Bai turned on the light and checked the time with his mobile phone. It was more than three o'clock in the night, which is the time when people sleep the deepest. In this deep sleep, he was attacked by a nightmare.

Unable to sleep again that night, he got up and put on some clothes, turned on the flashlight, came out of his room, passed his mother's room lightly, and pushed open the door at the end of the corridor.The cool air at night made him tighten his arms, his mind was fully awake, he hurried across the bridge connecting the main and auxiliary buildings, and opened the door on the second floor of the auxiliary building.

The annex building was unoccupied, and was not usually cleaned, so there was a faint smell of dust inside.Zang Bai unscrewed a door and turned on the light. The large empty room looked like a warehouse.

The shelves on the wall are filled with all kinds of painting supplies such as paints, brushes, drawing paper and canvas.On the four or five easels, there are paintings in progress, some of which have not been collected after completion, and some are still half-finished.The most occupied places are all kinds of picture frames, wood, plastic, and various alloys.There are more than a dozen paintings hanging on the wall, and a pile of them has been packaged with the frame sealing film in the corner and has not been sent away.

People like him always have to learn some of the so-called "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting". The original intention is to cultivate sentiment and cultivate temperament, but sentiment and temperament cannot solve the problem of food and clothing.The annual cleaning and maintenance costs of this villa, his mother's basic necessities of life, and his own expenses, the money Zang Ningrong gave to the beggars was far from enough.

It's not that it's extravagant, but Bai Yuzhen is used to living an exquisite life of rich clothes and fine food, and Zang Bai can't bear to treat her harshly in terms of food and clothing.Besides, other things can be done, but when Zang Bai goes out to meet people, at least he should dress decently, not to mention that every piece of clothing is made to order, and he can't wear it from street stalls.

He now has an online shop that sells paintings. Behind the scenes on the Internet, he doesn't need to be named Zang, nor does he need to be an illegitimate child. This is his only chance to make money with his own hands.His paintings are not sold cheaply. They don’t mark the sale price, only the low price. Every painting is bid, and the highest bidder wins. The actual selling price varies from five to six figures depending on the size and type.Although it sold well, he only had one pair of hands, and he couldn't mass-produce it, nor could he make a fortune from it.

It was still cold at night, Zang Bai turned on the air conditioner in the studio, and when the temperature came up, he took off his coat and pajamas, took the cotton burqa hanging in the studio and changed into it.He bought it from an online Hanfu shop, it was very cheap.It has a monk collar and three-quarter sleeves. He bought a large size. The hem of the dress is just below the buttocks, revealing two long and white legs. Only a red braided rope is tied around the right ankle, and a white jade bead is worn on the rope.The chest of this dark blue loose robe was dyed with various colors of paint, some of which could not be washed off, and he wore it as work clothes.

He stood in front of an oil painting, half of the sunflower field was painted on the canvas, and a large golden flower field. He imitated Van Gogh's painting method and color, and extended those thick colors with small short lines. His paintings are always full of Passion and strong desire, even if it is a plant.

When the painting reaches the bottom of the canvas, he hangs his head, his slender neck bends, and a soft mountain rises from the neck bone. Under the light, it is smooth and delicate white. There is a thumb-sized tattoo on the top of the raised mountain. The pearly white jade-like color makes the black tattoo stand out, and every thin line is clearly defined.

It was a dragonfly crucified.The dragonfly with its wings outstretched is also a "ten". The wings of the dragonfly are nailed into the cross with wedges, which is like a kind of salvation and a kind of sacrifice.

Zang Bai is very involved in painting, he pours himself on his paintings like a glass of water, and when recovering from this kind of indulgence, there will always be something left in the paintings.By the time he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his shoulders and stretched his sore waist and legs, it was dawn.

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The living room is full of gifts, from tobacco, wine, sugar and tea to all kinds of delicacies and supplements, each of which is wrapped in a big red bag, each of which is double, making this solemn and solemn old blue brick villa look like a festive small store.

Precious gifts were placed on the coffee table, jade bracelets, jade pendants, and pearl necklaces were for elder Bai Yuzhen, and ties, watches, and bags were for Zang Bai. At first glance, it looked like a luxury counter.

Because his father was gone and his mother was not in good health, Lin Bochuan went to Zang Bai's house and called him his third uncle and third aunt.On Zang Bai's side, his mother was naturally the leader, and the other third sister Zang Ningrong and eldest brother Zang Ningxiong also came, and seven people surrounded the coffee table.

Both Uncle Hua and Sister Sun helped pour tea and water, and everyone sat together and greeted each other.Uncle Lin is white and fat, like a steamed bun with soaked hair, he squints his eyes when he smiles, and has a kind face.Third Aunt Lin and him have husband and wife looks, they are exactly the same plump, wearing a custom-made jewelry, vividly interpreting what is grace and luxury.After the politeness, it is natural to talk about the wedding, including the date, ceremony, table, etc., which must be finalized one by one.

Originally, the elders were required to help sort out these matters, but the third uncle and three aunts were obviously confused, but Lin Bochuan arranged them in a logical manner, and discussed them with Zang Bai one by one.

"Bo Chuan, do you have a Chinese wedding or a Western wedding?"

Lin Bochuan was originally talking to Zang Bai with his head tilted, but he raised his head when he heard this: "We haven't decided on this matter yet. Third Uncle, do you think the Chinese style is better or the Western style?"

His third uncle touched his round head: "I think it's all good, but your grandfather definitely hopes that you can do Chinese style."

The third aunt agreed: "I also think the Chinese style is good, and the Chinese style is festive."

Here Zang Ningrong also said: "Our family is traditional, Chinese style is polite, and the eldest brother and the second brother also get married in Chinese style."

Zang Ningxiong nodded.

Bai Yuzhen looked at the two younger ones: "Let's see what they think."

After the word spread, Lin Bochuan looked at Zang Bai and asked softly, "What do you want?" He said and grabbed his hand.

This was a natural and intimate gesture. This time Zang Bai didn't hide, but squeezed him with his backhand, without looking at other people, and said to Lin Bochuan: "I like western-style weddings, find a place with beautiful scenery, and hold the ceremony outdoors."

In fact, Zang Bai was simply tired of those Chinese rules, he didn't want to kowtow and offer tea to anyone.

Lin Bochuan looked at the others: "That's Western style. How about finding an island in the south?"

Seeing Zang Bai nodding, he grabbed Zang Bai's finger and kissed it: "Leave it to me to arrange, and I promise to give you a perfect wedding."

Uncle Lin seemed to have choked on the tea and coughed twice.The third aunt joked: "I really didn't see that our Bo Chuan is such a loving wife, and someone will be able to control him from now on."

Lin Bochuan smiled: "I didn't do anything bad before, so it doesn't matter what I do."

Aunt Lin San couldn't help but boasted to Zang Bai: "Don't look at our Bo Chuan, who is handsome and talented, but he is not messy at all. For so many years, he doesn't want anyone who wants to be with him. When he comes to you, suddenly It’s just a changed person, it’s really one thing and one thing.”

Here it was fun, while Zang Ningrong's eyes brushed Zang Bai's face over there: "Really, you can decide this kind of thing by yourself, what's the point of discussing it?"