Please don't be so hard on me!

"I know!"

To Miao Cun's surprise, Luo Minghan replied this sentence to him.

The footsteps that were about to leave froze because of this sentence, and the expression that was forced to pretend to be indifferent and calm also cracked a little.

"You know?" Miao Cun asked hesitantly, then turned to look at Luo Minghan.

He knew that he had always regarded him as "Luo Yuanhe"?

He knows shit!

"I know in your heart that I am Luo Yuanhe, relying on me, smiling at me, and kissing me, all because of Luo Yuanhe," the coat in his hand was wrinkled due to too much force, he forced himself to smile, bringing She laughed at herself: "No one knows this better than me. I've always known it."

Miao Cun didn't know what it was like: "Why do you keep pretending to be Luo Yuanhe by my side? Why do you keep lying to me?"

Luo Minghan's heart was shocked. During Miao Cun's rhetorical question, he realized that Miao Cun had connected all the truths, not only the immoral and absurd things that happened in this waiting room, but also Xishuangbanna.

He was dying, and hoarsely asked tentatively: "...Do you remember everything about when you were sick?"

Luo Minghan looked into his eyes and asked this sentence, but Miao Cun glanced away: "Remember."

I remember that he caught a glass jar of fireflies for him in the early hours of the morning. I remember that he guarded him outside the door in the heavy rain, calling him "baby" so that he didn't have to be afraid. I remembered that he fell on the ridge of the field. I remembered that he took He walked through the village and went to Aunt Xiang's shop at the head of the village to buy ice cream and beer, and there were many silent afternoons when he was just painting with him.

I remember the strong kiss in the rain and thunder. If my mother had a spirit in the sky, I'm afraid I would be ashamed to see it.

Remembering the sweltering and humid cabin, occasionally a gust of cool wind came in, he looked at Luo Minghan's naked upper body and was distracted.

I remember the road trip across China, the starry sky in the desert, the sparks under the night, I carefully sucked his fingers with my lips, and asked him: "So do you feel lucky now?"

It is precisely because the memory is so vivid, so dazzlingly vivid, that it seems so unbearable.

If these memories don't belong to Luo Minghan—even if it's not Luo Yuanhe, even if it's just a stranger, it's better than Luo Minghan himself.

Hearing Miao Cun say that he remembered, Luo Minghan's eyes lit up for a moment, and then quickly fell silent.

He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't pretend well enough."

If he pretended to be better, he would blend perfectly with Luo Yuanhe in Miao Cun's memory.

Every minute and every second in Xishuangbanna is named after "Luo Yuanhe", which is better than being disgusted by Miao Cun because it is too barren and embarrassing.

If you always feel that you have spent this month with Luo Yuanhe, then those memories should always flash in Miao Cun's heart.

But when the curtain lifted, it turned out to be Luo Minghan, so he looked hideous.

Luo Minghan can roughly imagine that in the years to come, his precious memory fragments that have been wiped repeatedly will become garbage that Miao Cun doesn't bother to look back at.

"Forgive me just once, just for the last time, okay?" Luo Minghan seemed to be discussing with him, trying to hold Miao Cun's hand, but Miao Cun dodged it.

He was quiet, "Don't hate me."

Miao Cun took a deep breath and said calmly, "I've said it before, I don't hate you, I just don't want to know you again."

Hearing Miao Cun uttered these words with his own ears again, Luo Minghan felt like a knife was twisting his heart.He thought that he still far overestimated his ability to bear.It is said that people have a threshold for feeling pain, but his threshold valve seems to be broken. He can't wait for the day when he becomes insensitive. Every second facing Miao Cun, he is like a person whose skin has been peeled off. people.

"You don't know me," Luo Minghan curled his lips, maintaining a bit of decency in the embarrassment: "It is Luo Yuanhe who accompanies you to treat your illness, just treat it as Luo Yuanhe, everything and every word in Banna It was Luo Yuanhe who accompanied you and told you,...don't hate them."

Miao Cun took a deep look at him: "I'm sorry, I'm not as good at deceiving myself as you are."

The heart that has been moved can't pretend that it has never been moved. During the illness, he only chased him and stared at his eyes from beginning to end. When he saw him again, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

But how could those be liking and love?

That was not the real Luo Minghan, nor the real Miao Cun.

One is pretending to be someone else, and the other is sick.

One wants to make amends, the other has forgotten everything and only remembers the obsession named "Luo Yuanhe".

Someone pretends to be this obsession, gets close to him, stays by his side, and is liked by him, how can it be regarded as liking him himself?

Isn't what he likes the fantasy dream of "Luo Yuanhe" from beginning to end?

How could that be love.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Because of overwork and upside-down work and rest, his face was black and his eyes were stained with anxiety, "It's my way that is wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, but what did you ask me to do at that time?" What to do? Miu Miao, I just want you to get well soon, I just want to help you—"

"I don't want your help at all."

Luo Minghan's words came to an abrupt end, he looked at Miao Cun in disbelief, and smiled uglyly: "Why? I'm not even qualified to help you? Could it be that you have been sick and kept unconscious and autistic? ? Then as you told your aunt, when the time is up, you will be thrown to your beast father and thrown into a government shelter?—”

"You don't understand at all, you are simply self-righteous—" Miao Cun didn't want to look at him, and his breath gradually became heavy with anxiety, "Why don't you let me go? Do you understand that I don't need you, The person I want to see is not you, the only person I want to see is Luo Yuanhe!"

"He doesn't know your whereabouts at all!" Luo Minghan couldn't control himself no matter how hard he grabbed Miao Cun's arm, his low tone was in a panic on the verge of despair: "How did he come to save you, how did he come to help you? If it wasn't for me , he's still in France—"

"He will know one day!" Miao Cun withdrew his hand forcefully: "One day later, one year later, it doesn't matter! Teacher Luo will know one day, and he will definitely come to me when he finds out! How dare you tell me Was it wrong?"

Luo Minghan tightly pursed his lips, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

He didn't dare, because Miao Cun didn't say a single word wrong.

Knowing his illness and his whereabouts, Luo Yuanhe immediately dropped everything and returned to the country.If he was the one who knew that Miao Cun was sick from the beginning,...he would not necessarily do worse than his brother.

He doesn't need to be able to cook, take care of people, and he doesn't need to be a sinner, as long as he stands there and appears in front of the cabin, he has already cured half of Miao Cun.

"Miaomiao, it's unfair to me for you to say that..." Luo Minghan took a breath, trying to open his eyes wide, trying to see Miao Cun's face clearly.But no matter how he looks at it, his eyes are sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. No matter how he looks at it, he can no longer see the familiar dependent smile in Miao Cun's eyes.

"I just want to help you, I didn't mean to lie to you..." Luo Minghan pleaded with difficulty, "I didn't take advantage of the situation, and I didn't want to replace Luo Yuanhe's position in your heart. When he comes back, I will go..."

"Are you leaving?" Miao Cun asked in a tone without any ups and downs.

It was difficult for Luo Minghan to see him clearly, so he couldn't see his red eye sockets clearly, nor could he see clearly what the complicated elements in his eyes were.

"I..." Luo Minghan opened his lips and fell silent.

He couldn't defend himself anymore, and all the sweetness in the past had become the evidence presented in court today, the evidence of his guilt and evil intentions.

"At Yinchuan Airport, Luo Yuanhe has already returned, why did you follow all the way? Every meal I ate afterwards was cooked by you."

"Luo Yuanhe said that you are not used to eating—"

Miao Cun seemed unwilling to wait for him to find a reason, and interrupted him: "I have already entered the hospital, why did you come to see me secretly."

Luo Minghan's Adam's apple rolled, and he explained: "I didn't expect to be discovered by you."

"Really," Miao Cun said with a half-smile, mockingly, as if he felt absurd: "What about after you find out? Why do you continue? Why do you let me kiss you every time? Don't you just want me to get better? Why the first time?" You didn't push me away when I kissed you once, and told me that it was wrong? I relied so much on you, a fake 'Luo Yuanhe', so I listened to you. You should have said it once, and there would be no second time. Time. Why didn't you—why didn't you stop me?"

The chest was like a firepit, in which Luo Minghan's heart, lungs and five internal organs were roasted, faithfully magnifying every inch of pain constricted by the roasting.Luo Minghan didn't speak anymore, just stood quietly, accepting the questions he couldn't answer.

Why did he think Miao Cun was stupid before?Miao Cun is really too smart to see clearly every trace of his luck, selfishness, and taking advantage of the situation. He can see so clearly and reason so thoroughly.

Didn't he take advantage of it?

some.

He tried his best to pretend that he was the noble Luo Yuanhe, but he was still unable to truly become a gentleman.When Miao Cun knew nothing about the past, he took advantage of all his ignorance.

Knowing that they are not in love with each other, but they put on someone else's skin and kiss him to their heart's content.

"I told you that I dreamed of a man named Luo Minghan. At that time, you could already tell me who you are. But you didn't tell me either." Miao Cun peeled away layer by layer, taking away Luo Minghan's last papered decency.

"I……"

"Because you know better than anyone else that you can stay by my side only because you told me that your name is Luo Yuanhe—so you dare not, you dare not even use your own name."

In fact, none of this needs to be said.He is no longer a patient, he should understand the proportions and boundaries of adults, and know how to stop, instead of tearing off all the soft and warm fur, revealing the rotten and smelly lining.

Miao Cun closed his eyes: "Luo Minghan, our fate should have been broken long ago."

"I just miss you so much, I look for you everywhere, I can't just sit and watch you get sick..." Luo Minghan seemed to have been beaten by someone, and all the anger on his face disappeared. He now looks like He is a lost soul and homeless person in the end of the world, a lost dog.

He repeated this sentence numbly, murmured, and meaninglessly, not knowing whether he was making an excuse, or making a final defense for himself, hoping that the judge would be more merciful to him and be more lenient.

"So what?" Miao Cun took one last look at him, and made his final closing statement——

"I'd rather spend one year, two years, three years, or five years waiting for Luo Yuanhe —— than just spend two months waiting for you."

Luo Minghan opened his eyes blankly, black dizziness filled his eyes.

He couldn't understand the sentence.

He hoped to cut off the ear that heard this sentence, wash away all the memory of the brain that understood this sentence, and then pull out the heart from the chest, hold it up and bring it to Miao Cun's eyes, begging him to say, Look, please take a look, it is not what you understand, at least he has sincerity, he is not really that despicable...

"Miao Cun—" He called him again, shook his head, and staggered a step on the spot.

In a hurry, the coat fell to the ground, and Luo Minghan supported the wall to stabilize his figure.

He didn't know that Miao Cun had already turned around, and because of his sound, he paused for a short time, and finally walked out of the corner of the corridor without hesitation.

"Miaomiao, I'm sorry, I didn't really want to lie to you..." He was still whispering, shaking his head like this, his eyes couldn't penetrate the fog.

When Assistant Lin saw Miao Cun leave, he thought the scene had calmed down.She returned to the waiting room with the medical records in her arms, and heard a severe intermittent cough.

"Mr. Luo? Are you okay?" She took out several pieces of paper and handed them over, then bent down to pour a glass of water.

Turning around, the paper cup slipped from her palm.

She watched in shock, her face pale.

Luo Minghan held the ball of paper in his palm, and his eyes regained a brief clarity.He looked at Assistant Lin's terrified eyes, and although he felt the emptiness in his body, he still asked politely, "What's wrong?"

After asking, he bent down and coughed twice.

A drop of fresh but blackened blood fell on the carpet like an inkblot.

He opened his eyes strangely, and all coughing motions stopped. After a few seconds, he calmly glanced at the soft ball of paper.

It was already stained with blood.

He didn't know that his mouth and nose were also covered with bloodstains, which made Assistant Lin so frightened.

Assistant Lin turned pale as if waking up from a dream, and hurried forward to help him: "Mr. Luo, you'd better go to the hospital as soon as possible, the city is two kilometers away..."

Because they are only specialized in psychology and psychiatry, there is no department that can help Luo Minghan.

Luo Minghan froze for a moment, then waved his hands: "No, I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Assistant Lin hesitated to speak.

His face was gray, and there was no light in his eyes. In any case, he couldn't be regarded as "all right".

Luo Minghan bent down to pick up his coat, nodded to Assistant Lin, "Excuse me."

When going out, the paper ball was thrown into the medical trash can.

The car is still parked in the open-air parking lot, and every time I come here, that place happens to be empty.Step by step, Luo Minghan straightened his back and walked towards the car very slowly. He was hit by a bright yellow roadblock on the road. The security guard looked at him strangely. Seeing that he finally approached his car, the door automatically unlocked and made a sound, he was at a loss. After a while, he opened the door and sat in slowly.

The hand that fumbled for the phone trembled abnormally.

His eyes were sometimes narrowed and sometimes stared, and sometimes he shook his head vigorously. It took a long time before he made a successful call.

"Lily," Luo Minghan calmly told her his address and the direction of the parking lot, "you and the driver come and pick me up."

"I'm almost out of sight."

·

Luo Minghan didn't know how long it took, after the sharp decline in vision, there was still a faint sense of light. He only knew that the light staying on the retina was getting dimmer, but he didn't know whether it was because his vision had entered total blindness. Or, after a long time, it was already dark outside.

There was a violent knock on the door outside, accompanied by a female voice, separated by a glass, only very vague.

He groped to lower the car window, judging how much it was lowered by hearing, and asked flatly, "Is it Lily?"

Lily was about to cry, panting, probably ran all the way back from the taxi: "Eric, don't make fun of me, I can't stand—"

Seeing the solidified blood on Luo Minghan's chin, she fell silent for an instant.

"Is Lao Zhou here?"

Lao Zhou is the company's driver, and when there is no business reception, he acts as his personal driver. When the boss asked, he answered.

Luo Minghan calmed down and unlocked it: "Help me to the back seat."

Lily understood, supported his arm, and guided Luo Minghan to step out of the driver's seat.Luo Minghan held her hand tightly, which was his instinctive reaction of extreme panic.A person whose body temperature is always scorching, but now his hands are cold, relying on Lily's palm to absorb heat.

"Bend down—be careful—raise your feet higher, there are pedals in front." Lily put her hands on the roof of the car to prevent Luo Minghan from bumping into her.

The action of getting into the car, which can usually be completed only by body procedures, has become a step-by-step difficult task after being separated from vision.

He ordered to go to Dr. Yu's hospital.

The evening rush hour started, the red lights in front of the cars continued to form a long queue, someone jumped in line, and the sound of horns intertwined.

Lily took out a wet wipe from her bag and stuffed it into Luo Minghan's hand: "There's blood all over my chin."

Luo Minghan's reaction was sluggish. After receiving the tissue, it took a long time before he began to wipe it.

"Is it true that you can't see at all?" Lily summoned up her courage and asked in a joking tone.

"Well—don't wave your hands in front of me." Luo Minghan said calmly.

Lily withdrew her hand embarrassingly, and the weak air flow subsided.

"I checked, and it means that this kind of temporary blindness is caused by being too tired. Generally, it will be cured after a few hours, at most a few days." Lily read the doctor's question and answer on Baidu, "And it is said that Mental trauma, or a blood clot in the head pressing on the optic nerve, and a central retinal artery thrombosis..." She slowed down as she read, and finally said: "In short, you must be too tired recently! "

Lily has followed him since graduating from university. Although she does complicated assistant work, her personality is pure and optimistic.

"How do you know it's temporary blindness?" her boss asked.

"Let's not make such an unlucky assumption..." Lily smiled. Although she kept smiling, she glanced at the driver in the rearview mirror and saw the heaviness in the driver's eyes.

"This is not the first time." Luo Minghan said very calmly.

After knowing Miao Cun's true identity, during that time his eyes were often filled with black mist, his retinas seemed to be branded with black spots, or he was suddenly blinded for a few seconds.Aunt Qian saw him fall and stumble several times, and advised him to go to the hospital for an examination. From CT to MRI, the entire brain, cervical spine, and spine were scanned from beginning to end. The medical images showed that everything was normal.

Doctor Yu waited for him at the gate of the hospital for the first time.When Luo Minghan was helped out of the car, he trotted over in three steps at a time, and the anger in his body was completely muted after seeing his slow getting out of the car.

"Luo Minghan." Doctor Yu clenched his fists, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "What the hell are you doing?"

Listening to the direction of the voice, Luo Minghan curled his lips in that direction, but all three present were silent.Because his gaze was looking at a void, not on Dr. Yu.

"I arranged for a consultation with an ophthalmologist." Dr. Yu paused for a while, and stopped talking, "Come with me now."

"Is it still dark?" People who have lost their vision have no reference, and time has become something invisible and intangible.

"It's dark, it's already 06:30, I'll call someone back to work overtime, don't worry about it." Dr. Yu is the son of the major shareholder of the hospital, and it's not difficult for him to arrange a consultation.

There are four specialists sitting in the ophthalmology clinic.

"Has this ever happened before?"

"When? What frequency? Tell me in detail how it feels, what reaction?"

"I have had an imaging examination before, but I still have to do it again today."

Shining the pupil with a flashlight, the pupil did not respond.

"There is no sense of light anymore."

Luo Minghan heard the doctor say so solemnly, but his heart was very calm.

"What were you doing before you lost your sight? Or what happened around you?"

Luo Minghan sat on the soft leather chair, his hands resting on his knees slowly clenched into fists.

After a long time, Lily, Dr. Yu, the four experts, and the intern who was taking notes all focused on his face.

"My most important person chose to leave me."

Luo Minghan said it calmly, as if explaining an objective and neutral fact.

Lily bit her lip suddenly, tears streaming down without warning.

Since he is a friend of the major shareholder, all the examinations will naturally be arranged. Doctor Yu asked Lily to go to dinner first, and he accompanied Luo Minghan to do each item.

"When I came last time, the doctor reminded you that if you get depressed and get sick, you'll be lucky and go to Xishuangbanna by yourself..." It's hard to say anything after half of the remark, I can only pause, it's almost inaudible He sighed deeply: "You have a history of mania, and you ran to take care of an autistic..." He sneered, "Is he with your brother?"

·

When he came out of the hospital, Luo Yuanhe's car had just arrived at the door.Miao Cun got into the car, and his distraught appearance could not be hidden from anyone. Luo Yuanhe held the steering wheel: "Luo Minghan is also inside, right?"

"He comes to see me every afternoon at this time..." Miao Cun took a deep breath, "He came today too. I just finished the test and told him the truth."

"I know he comes every day."

Miao Cun said suddenly, "You know it all? You know, why didn't you stop him?"

"Why do you want to stop? You are very happy to see him." Luo Yuanhe hooked his lips, "Although I am very jealous, I hope you are happy."

Miao Cun didn't know what to say, so he could only call him "Brother Luo", and lowered his eyes slightly.

Luo Yuanhe glanced at him and smiled at him: "You always knew in your heart that he and I are two people."

If Miao Cun didn't speak, he acquiesced.

"Since when?"

"When you enter the hospital, you hold hands with me. There is no scar on the palm of your left hand, but he does."

Luo Yuanhe frowned: "Why don't I remember?"

"I bit."

The Mercedes-Benz drove to the hospital parking lot, waiting for the payment to pass through the gate. Luo Yuanhe took out the cigarette case from the central control: "Do you mind?"

Miao Cun shook his head.

Luo Yuanhe is not a heavy smoker, and the cigarette he smokes is also very light. Even so, he still lowered a line of car windows.

"After meeting at my home in June, I returned to France the next day and closed all contact methods. When Luo Minghan found me, it was already October. A very strange thing happened that day."

"what?"

"The rope you gave me, I kept it in my wallet. I suddenly found it missing that day. I searched for it for a long time. When I went to bed at night, I found it next to my pillow." The gate was released, Luo Yuanhe turned the steering wheel, Driving through a bend, "So I wondered if Miu Miu was looking for me, or it reminded me that it's time to see you."

"So I took out my phone, opened WeChat, and saw that Luo Minghan was sending me messages every day, opened the call log, and there were his missed calls every day, opened the mailbox, it was all his emails, opened Twitter, private messages They are all his messages, he has been looking for me for a month, and every message is saying, 'Miao Cun is sick, he misses you very much, when will you go back to China'."

"He is more caring and patient than me. You should be very happy in Xishuangbanna." Luo Yuanhe asked, looking at the little green figure on the sidewalk traffic lights.

"That's the sick me, not the real me."

Luo Yuanhe smiled: "What is the real you? Now?"

Miao Cun nodded.

12 seconds left at the red light.

Luo Yuanhe stretched out the hand holding the cigarette loosely, grabbed the back of Miao Cun's head, pulled him away to him, and then leaned over slightly.

In the second when Miao Cun was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, he hooked his lips, instead of kissing him, he pressed a kiss lightly on the corner of his lips.

The green light came on, and the traffic started slowly.

This probably couldn't be considered a kiss, because it was so short-lived, only a faint smell of tobacco remained in Miao Cun's stunned heart.

"Miao Miao, every time you face me, you are very obedient and stiff. Since when did you become nervous when you saw me?"

"High school... 16 years old."

Miao Cun was still remembering, trying to find out the exact answer, but Luo Yuanhe didn't seem to pay attention, and asked instead: "Are you so nervous when you see Luo Minghan? He wants to kiss you, are you so stiff?"

"I..." Miao Cun jumped twice in his heart, and said stubbornly, "I'm just not used to it, it's just very sudden."

"When you were in the RV, you were afraid of the cold at night, so you would get used to coming to my side and let me hug you." Luo Yuanhe extinguished the cigarette, "But when you wake up the next morning, every time you have Go back and lie down properly."

"I said, it's me who is sick, and me who is stupid." Miao Cun said in a panic, "He doesn't understand anything, so he will go with whoever treats him well."

Luo Yuanhe laughed aloud: "I just want to tell you, that silly you seem to like my brother very much."

"He used your name." Miao Cun retorted palely: "He pretended to be you, so I could smile at him and..."

like him.

"I think...his acting skills are not very good." Luo Yuanhe said helplessly, "Is my image so vague in your heart? Anyone can pretend?"

Miao Cun never discovered that Mr. Luo's eloquence is so good.He usually just doesn't bother to talk.

"I don't know what you mean." Panic gradually emerged, and Miao Cun stared at Luo Yuanhe uncomfortable and panicked: "Why do you have to convince me, why do you have to prove that I have feelings for Luo Minghan?"

"I just don't want to take advantage of your current mess."

"I know very well." Miao Cun said stubbornly.

From the age of 16 to the present, four years, he knows what it feels like to really like someone.How can the feelings and thoughts of a sick person be taken seriously?Besides, there is deception in it.

"You who were sick, and you now, are really two people?"

"Yes." Miao Cun said firmly.

Luo Yuanhe drove the car, but didn't go home. The wind that poured in from the car window carried the smell of the moist river. He finally parked the car by the canal.

"I saw this picture you drew, 'The Unreachable River', yes. "

Luo Yuanhe didn't get out of the car, neither did Miao Cun.He just unbuckled his seat belt, bent down, and buried his face in the palms of his hands.

"You really like this river. When you were 17 years old, you spent half a year painting this river. That painting allowed you to enter the Academy of Fine Arts. A rare genius in this century, his talent is better than mine, as long as you keep painting, you will be written in the history of world art with dignity."

"You paint better now than that time. When I first saw the photo Luo Minghan took of me, it took me a long time to recognize it before I remembered it was here. This place is very important to you, it is the scenery in your heart, but to me For me, it’s just a painting by my student. The scenery in my heart is that night in Heihe,” Luo Yuanhe smiled, “If I were sick one day, maybe I would keep painting many, many kinds of indigo.”

"On the first day of learning to paint, I taught you to only paint the scenery that enters the eyes and heart, and record life, life, thoughts, and emotions. There is not a single word in the painting, but we all know that there are all From our hearts."

"My favorite is the person in the lower left corner of your painting. He is looking at the other side of the canal. The other side is very lively. He is alone, breathing white air from his mouth. He seems to be looking at the other side. It was lively, but he didn’t want to cross the river. He was absent-minded because he was waiting for someone. But no one came, so you threw one after another until the entire village of Xishuangbanna was hung. Got it, he has someone he wants to meet, but he didn't wait."

"The person I want to wait for is you." Miao Cun said in a flustered and stiff tone.

Luo Yuanhe's eyes were gentle, as quiet and gentle as moonlight, "Miao Miao, this river was brought to you by Luo Minghan, you already knew it."

In fact, in such an early winter, there is nothing special about this river course. What is really lively about it is the severe winter when it is frozen, and the early spring when the ice is cracked. Those huge ice sheets are glowing white in the sun. It brings the life that winter has lost.

It was the first time for a child recovering from autism to understand the power of nature, the first time to understand grandeur and solemnity, and the first time to see fireworks and life.

It was the first time he opened his eyes and saw the world, the real world, not the world that people said and parroted and told about.

"Miao Miao." Luo Yuanhe called him softly again: "I don't want to lose you, and I'm not generous enough to push you to Luo Minghan's side. I think you've always been happy."

Miao Cun's eyes were wet and he didn't dare to blink for a long time. He smiled flusteredly and said, "But happy people can't paint well, and happy people can't be famous in history."

Luo Yuanhe flicked his forehead lightly with his fingers: "Then the painting is almost done, which is also very good."