Please don't be so hard on me!

Crying eyes can't deceive anyone, especially in front of Luo Yuanhe's keen eyes.

"Who bullied you?" He looked at Miao Cun's flushed eyes and asked.

In his impression, Miao Cun seldom cries. After being together for ten years, Luo Yuanhe probably knows that Miao Cun will always be picked on by others at school, and also knows that his family members are difficult to get along with, but it is rare to see Miao Cun cry.Like glass, it looks fragile and fragile, but in fact it is very hard, and it will become sharp at any time.It was also recently that he learned from Assistant Lin of the hospital that for autistic patients, "knowing how to cry" is a very precious treasure.

Miao Cun shook his head, remembering what Luo Minghan entrusted to him, and decided to help him keep it a secret. ,

"Are you sure you don't want to say?"

"It's not something important." Miao Cun made an excuse.

Luo Yuanhe didn't press him as usual, and said flatly: "You can tell me anything, as long as you want."

Miao Cun began to return to the studio in the courtyard to paint, so that he could gradually return to the rhythm of going to school.Students at the same level know that he went to study in France with many twists and turns, and the previous suspension caused a lot of discussions. Now that he has returned in half a semester, and the offer from the top university has not been lost. It's all a bit unpleasant.Girls are okay, but boys get jealous, that's really scary.

"It's better to be reincarnated than to be good at painting. There's also mental illness, good guy, what about this stack of genius buffs?"

On the anonymous wall of the campus forum, such voices occasionally appear, but because the pointing is too obvious and unfriendly, it is quickly deleted by the administrator.

Miao Cun doesn't use the Internet, so of course he doesn't know that everyone's gossip has shifted from the cafeteria self-study room to the forum post bar. When encountering classmates on the road, they will keep in mind Professor Zhou's advice, and take the initiative to nod their heads to show their goodwill while enduring the discomfort, so that they can appear Not so indifferent and withdrawn, in fact, I didn't know that someone had just programmed him in the post bar.

During the human body class, Deputy Dean Xin, who had just returned from an exchange in Russia, passed by the window and saw that Miao Cun had resumed class. After walking a few steps, he stepped back and stepped lightly into the studio with wooden floors. , the professor on duty was about to say hello to him, Vice President Xin shook his head lightly, starting from the students in the back row, one picture is one second, the speed is very fast, when encountering better ones, look at it for two or three seconds, Finally, he stood still for a long time behind Miao Cun.

Miao Cun was so focused on painting that he didn't notice who was standing behind him, and he didn't react until Vice President Xin had had enough of watching and walked away.

After class, he left the studio. Vice President Xin was smoking a cigarette by the flower bed outside the corridor. When he saw someone, he raised his hand to beckon him.

"Teacher Xin."

Miao Cun is not like other faculty members and students. He opened his mouth and closed his mouth, saying that the dean was good and the dean was weak. He treated everyone equally as a teacher.

"When did you come back?"

"At the beginning of the month."

"I am cured?"

"The hospital said yes."

"Oh, the hospital agreed, but you don't know if you're okay?" Dean Xin teased him.

"Okay, okay." Miao Cun hurriedly replied, nervous all over.

Dean Xin laughed, "It's okay, don't be nervous, you're mentally ill, it's not fashionable." He pointed to his left hand wearing the watch mysteriously with his eyes: "I'll tell you a secret, I committed suicide twice when I was young."

Miao Cun: "Huh? Depression?"

"Many, manic, trendy, not famous for painting, worrying about Slavic women not interested in me, and drinking too much vodka."

Miao Cun: "..."

"I saw you painting just now, and your thinking is different from that of you before. It seems that you are not sick this time."

Dean Xin praised him again, Miao Cun is not very humble, so he had to say: "Mr. Luo also said that I have improved."

"Hmm..." Dean Xin pondered for a moment, "I said before that you should look at Russia more than France, but now I want to tell you that the genres of art are fluid, and Russian classics were also a branch of European classics at the earliest. , you went to France, if you can see and think more about things before the twentieth century, it will be good for you. Of course, if you want to go to Repin to study after you come back, my recommendation letter is always waiting for you. "

After saying this, Dean Xin stubbed out the cigarette on the trash can, and finally said: "Now go to paint classics, the one who can endure loneliness when needed."

He felt that Miao Cun was such a person, but he didn't intend to use his high hat to influence Miao Cun's choice, so he stopped talking at this point.

·

Luo Minghan strictly abided by the schedule given by the doctor, walked around after lunch, and then went to bed for an afternoon nap.When she heard Aunt Qian's surprised movement downstairs, she was stunned for a moment, then a thought popped into her mind, and she woke up instantly. She fumbled to throw off the quilt and got out of bed, leaning on the wall and the table all the way to the door, "Yes. Who's coming?"

He acted like the host who was cold and impatient, who was forced to come out to take a look because he was woken up from a nap, as if he didn't have any guesses or expectations.

"It's me." Xi Xiaohan smiled, but as soon as he made a sound, he saw that the expression on Luo Minghan's face had returned to its true indifference, and he couldn't help but gloated.

"Why did you come here?" Luo Minghan walked out of the door, Lily quickly supported him and let him sit down on the sofa in the living room.

"I heard from Yu Qiege that you are blind, come and see the fun." Xi Xiaohan said deliberately.

Aunt Qian was so frightened that she hurriedly explained: "Hey, what are you talking about! Are you blind or not? It's just temporary blindness! You're just a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, you didn't send these two Changbai Mountain live ginseng?" No, she still lit up for a while, the thick roots are full of ginseng, with loose soil and moss.

Before Luo Minghan could say anything, Xi Xiaohan sat down comfortably on another sofa with his legs crossed, and laughed mockingly: "Temporary blindness? It's fine to deceive yourself with this statement, but you can still deceive him?" He tilted his head. Glancing at Luo Minghan, he stabbed the knife straight: "The doctors didn't even dare to tell you the chance of regaining sight, right? It means it's less than 30%."

Lily hated him and glared at him, but her boss didn't say anything.

Aunt Qian was frightened out of her wits, thinking that he was here to visit the patient, but she didn’t expect that he was here to make things worse, so she tried her best to wink at him and said with a smile, "Nowadays, doctors are conservative and dare not speak up..."

Xi Xiaohan lightly reminded her: "These two live ginseng plants just got off the plane, if they don't take good care of them, they will be worthless when they die."

Aunt Qian hurried away with the box.

"Thank you for coming all the way to see my jokes." Luo Minghan asked Lily to make tea for the guests, and said indifferently and slightly regretfully, "It's a pity that I'm blind, so no matter how much you gloat, I won't be able to see it."

"Not only can you not see my schadenfreude," Xi Xiaohan took the cup and blew on the tea foam, "you also can't see the paintings of that little artist of yours."

Lily really wanted to splash hot tea on his face.

"I don't know if he will still be interested in someone who can't see his paintings, appreciate his art, or even distinguish colors?" Xi Xiaohan said leisurely.

Luo Minghan was silent for a long time, then smiled without emotion: "It seems that Miao Cun really frustrated you."

Xi Xiaohan choked for a moment, Luo Minghan couldn't see anyway, he could get ashamed and angry as much as he liked, glared at him viciously and said, "Fart, that little brat has nothing to do with me, I just want to see you getting punished so much! "

Luo Minghan still looked arrogant, with his chin raised and his expression stern, making it easy for people to overlook his weakness.

Xi Xiaohan liked his appearance very much, he was extremely arrogant and handsome, as if nothing in the world could defeat him.He loves to torment Luo Minghan because he likes to see him flustered by his loss of control.Knowing that he was blind from Dr. Yu, he originally came here with a soft heart, sympathy, pity, and a trace of residual love, but when he saw that Luo Minghan was as strong as before, he immediately fell into his old troubles.

Xi Xiaohan sat back on the sofa again, snorted, and said yin and yang, "You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me. Compared with your brother, you really look like a picture. You look like you can't die, no wonder you can't wait for people to change their minds even if you are blind!"

Lily couldn't listen anymore, "Miao Cun came here yesterday, he will come later!"

The first half of the sentence is true, and the second half of the sentence was made up temporarily to find a place.

Luo Minghan's expression paused, but he quickly calmed down.Xi Xiaohan was obviously also surprised, and Lily raised her chin at him triumphantly—her boss couldn't see it anyway, so if she bullies her, she will bully her.

Luo Minghan was probably tired of this boring scene, so he got up to see off the guests: "I still have to take a lunch break, please go back when the ginseng is delivered."

"You—" Xi Xiaohan slammed down his cup heavily: "I became a food delivery man?!"

"Then what are you doing here?" Luo Minghan frowned impatiently.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you!"

"I'm not dead yet."

"I immigrated, and I will go to Vancouver immediately, and I will basically never return to China in the future."

Luo Minghan paused, restraining his impoliteness just now, "Have a good trip."

"I don't want to bless you at all." Xi Xiaohan said unwillingly.

"what ever."

"It's better to be with your little painter if you have better eyes. You can choose one of the two."

It was the first time Lily saw that people could be willful to such an extent, and couldn't help but choke him: "You think you are Aladdin's magic lamp, and you can choose one of the two."

"Choose eyes to restore sight." Luo Minghan answered him seriously.

Xi Xiaohan met Lily's eyes proudly, and taunted: "I thought you were more affectionate than Jin Jian, but in the end, you should not think about yourself first."

"If my eyes are always bad, I won't let Miao Cun stay with me," Luo Minghan said flatly, "A painter doesn't need a blind man."

He didn't know that Miao Cun was downstairs.

I don't know that after saying this sentence, everyone upstairs and downstairs was stunned, and then showed an expression of intolerance.Xi Xiaohan couldn't stand him anymore, and said angrily: "Why the hell weren't you so humble when you were with me? Okay, okay, I wish you a speedy recovery and see the light again. I'm lucky. The blessings I sent out have always been good. You better not blind me!"

"Walk slowly." Luo Minghan stopped at the elevator entrance, "Thanks for the ginseng."

"Take care of your brain!" Xi Xiaohan was so angry that when the elevator went down to the first floor, he looked annoyed at being provoked, and stopped abruptly at the entrance, "You..."

Miao Cun nodded to him, bent down and put the canvas shoes close together in front of the doormat, and passed him by.

After going up to the third floor, Luo Minghan had already returned to the bedroom.With 10 minutes left in the lunch break, he tried his best to fall asleep again. Lily bumped into him outside and lowered his voice: "He just lay down, do you want to wake him up?"

Miao Cun shook his head, followed her downstairs, and waited for him in the study.

On the large desk, the pen and paper that I saw yesterday were still spread out, the handwriting was horrible, Miao Cunduo glanced at it and found that his name was written on it.It's just that because I couldn't see it, I wrote it in the same place many times, and the ink of the pen was also blurred by hand.

Lily also had to take a lunch break. She raced against the clock to take a nap on the sofa, and forgot to set the alarm for a while. When Luo Minghan woke up at that time, it was a pair of hands that were obviously wider than women's, with slender and strong fingers supporting him. .

Luo Minghan thought it was Uncle Ze, so he didn't care, got up, and took off his pajamas, but he didn't get any clothes after waiting for a long time.He frowned half turned around and asked, "Is there a question?"

The emotional depression will be directly reflected on the body, and Luo Minghan has lost a lot of weight.

Miao Cun handed him the shirt, helped him put on the sleeves, and buttoned the buttons one by one. He restrained his eyes and didn't look anywhere, but simply stared at the mother-of-pearl pattern on the buttons.

I don't understand what's wrong with him, and he has to be meticulous in suits and leather shoes when working at home.

Uncle Ze was always taciturn, Miao Cun didn't speak, and Luo Minghan didn't notice anything unusual.

After putting on the shirt and vest, Miao Cun didn't bring him a suit and changed into a more comfortable cashmere cardigan, but Luo Minghan didn't comment.

"Lily said just now that Miao Miao will come over this afternoon." Luo Minghan didn't know that Lily was talking nonsense, and thought he had really made an appointment with Miao Cun, "You ask Aunt Qian to prepare some dessert for him." After thinking about it, he ordered: " How is my hair now? Give me a fix."

"'He' has come." Miao Cun finally spoke.

Luo Minghan froze, and Miao Cun continued to report: "The hair is okay." He looked at it seriously, "It's not particularly messy."

Luo Minghan broke away from his hand, took two steps back, turned his head and walked away: "Wait a minute—"

boom.

The chair was kicked down, Luo Minghan was unstable, and Miao Cun barely supported him.

"If you can't see it, don't walk away by yourself."

"Call Lily over here." Luo Minghan gritted his teeth.

Lily was already on the way here. While walking, she was arranging her appearance. When she saw Miao Cun holding Luo Minghan, she thought to herself, it's broken, and the already small year-end bonus has worsened again.

"That, I, I..." said while taking Miao Cun's class.

Luo Minghan whispered: "He's here, why didn't you call me?"

There is a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Lily has already connected him for him, leading him to the study.Luo Minghan asked her to settle the score: "You knew that Miao Cun was coming, so what meeting did you arrange?"

"I..." Lily cried.

It's over, even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to clean up—she really didn't know beforehand!

"Set aside his time for later."

"Didn't you say don't disturb him?" Lily reminded him.

"Now he's bothering me."

Miao Cun, who was standing on the side and heard it clearly: "..."

Lily rubbed her forehead, and said persuasively: "Actually, you still want to see him very much and need him very much, don't you? The doctor said that you will be very happy when you see the person you like, love, and the most important person in your life. It will help restore your eyesight!"

Probably because he lost sight, didn't know the surrounding situation, lost the reaction of others, the person who used to be very thick-skinned and didn't change his face, actually coughed with his hand on his lips, and said unnaturally: "Don't be so explain."

One client was blind, and the pressure came to the other client—Miao Cun gave Lily a clear look, and raised his eyes, meaning to tell her to stop talking.

"Of course I'd be happy to see him again, but..."

"No but! Just be happy! Eric, you can do it!" Lily stopped his "but" without saying a word, "The meeting will start soon, and I will help you open the microphone."

"How long will it be open?"

"Estimated one hour and twenty minutes, three agendas."

"Will Miao Miao feel bored?" Luo Minghan planned ahead: "You help me keep him... No, let him go back, don't wait for me."

Miao kept waiting for him outside for an hour and a half.There was nothing to do around, so Min Si sent him a link, "Why are you hung up anonymously again", and Miao Cun clicked in.

Some people said: "Think about painting all night during the training camp, and painting all day when you enter the courtyard, and some people can be exempted from cultural courses, want to suspend school, want to exchange, break the defense. How did it break?"

This is short of naming names.

Someone below spoke for Miao Cun: "How do you know that people don't draw all night every day? Why don't you practice a few more sketches if you have spare time for pink eye disease?"

But obviously, there are not a few people with the same mentality as this landlord:

"Brother, I understand."

"I suggest introspecting why you don't have a professor backing you."

"Mine, intensive training, cultural lessons to the point of vomit, admission by scratching the line, others: downgraded admission. My 19-year-old, practicing human body light and shadow all night, someone else's 19-year-old, was recommended by the professor to participate in the exhibition, and the school newspaper interviewed on the homepage of the official website , My 20-year-old is still practicing. Others’ 20-year-old took a half-term break from school and went abroad for gold plating. I won’t say who it is, anyway, I broke my defense today.”

"There are no geniuses in this world. If there are too many people who boast, they will become geniuses. ——Lu Xun"

Miao Cun just read these few articles, quit the link, and found that Min Si left him a few more words:

"Don't take it to heart, what kind of genius you are, our professor understands better than those bastards."

"The post has been deleted by the administrator."

In fact, it was deleted because Luo Yuanhe was involved in the speculation, which violated the rules of the edition, so it is normal to be deleted.

Miao Cun has long practiced the mentality of turning a blind eye and deaf to these remarks, and his heart is very peaceful.

The agenda was progressing smoothly, and when the meeting ended, it was more than 20 minutes earlier than expected. Luo Minghan took a deep breath, drank some tea to moisten his throat, and asked Lily to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his appearance at the moment, before leaving the study Go to "meet" Miao Cun.

Miao Cun asked: "Is the work over? I can wait."

"It's over, now it's an hour's break."

"Huh?" Lily didn't say anything, thinking that an hour is too long for my mother, there are a lot of signatures waiting for you to look over!

Luo Minghan had a very serious expression on his face, and asked lightly: "Isn't that what the doctor said? Take a break every two hours, otherwise it will be bad for your eyesight."

Lily immediately said again: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

But Miao Cun had nothing to do for Luo Minghan, so he thought for a while: "Shall I read you a storybook?"

Luo Minghan: "..."

Doctors are omnipotent.Luo Minghan said: "The doctor advised me to move around more."

Miao Cun walked downstairs with him. He was blind, so of course Miao Cun had to support him. After walking a few steps, Luo Minghan pulled his arm out when he heard voices from people around him.

Although he didn't say anything, Miao Cun understood.

This man also has his own pride, even in front of strangers he has never met.

Luo Minghan's footsteps slowed down, and when he hesitated, he stuffed a palm into his palm.

It was Miao Cun who held his hand.

Luo Minghan stopped, "Miao Cun, you don't need to do this, my blindness has nothing to do with you, you..."

"Is it really okay? I went to the hospital yesterday."

"Doctors are talking nonsense, including Yu Qiege, don't believe them."

"You don't even know what they said."

Luo Minghan was caught in the trap, and remained silent for a long time, "Sorry, I don't want to be pitied by you."

"Then when I was autistic, you went to Xishuangbanna to meet me and accompany me, was it because you pitied me?"

"of course not."

"What's that for?"

"Because of atonement."

and love.

Miao Cun hooked his lips, "I count too."

"You are already with Luo Yuanhe, I am already very happy to come and see me when you have time," Luo Minghan lowered his voice and squeezed Miao Cun's hand: "There is no need to do this."

Although he said so, he was obviously the one who didn't want to let go after holding her.

"This morning, Mr. Luo took their studio out to sketch. It will take half a month. He asked me to tell you something."

Luo Minghan's heart rose.

"He said that he and I are not in a romantic relationship, because during the period of teacher-student life, although he is not my teacher, although we have known each other and liked each other for a long time, we can't have an actual relationship. After two years of graduation, he will wait for me."

Luo Minghan listened quietly, and when he heard "I have liked each other for a long time", I couldn't help being stung by a bee, just like what Miao Cun said when he was in the countryside.

"Teacher Luo said, because we are not in a relationship, so I can follow my own wishes to accompany anyone or take care of someone. Although he will be very jealous, he will respect me."

Luo Minghan lowered his head and hooked his lips, laughing at himself.

Miao Cun continued to recount calmly: "Teacher Luo also said that he hopes your eyes will recover soon. It is best that you recover before he finishes sketching, so that I don't have to stay by your side for too long. He Said, he knows, if I just go to France without paying attention to you, maybe you will live in my heart in the future, he doesn’t want to see me like this, he hopes I don’t have any regrets, or nostalgia Follow him without turning back—"

"He knows everything?"

"I told him yesterday," Miao Cun apologized, "I'm sorry, although you asked me to keep it secret, I decided to stay with you every day until you can see again. Although I have nothing with him, I can't Keep it from him."

"What if I can't see it all the time?"

Miao Cun was stopped by him, but obviously he had already thought about this question, and said truthfully: "I don't know yet, if it doesn't make any difference to your recovery if I am by your side or not, I will still go abroad, but sooner or later question."

"I have a question."

"You said."

"Why does Luo Yuanhe think that I will live in your heart?"