Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

The person supporting Lin Hanchuan was somewhat similar to Qi Fenghua in appearance, but he was wearing heavy and clumsy black-rimmed glasses, which greatly lowered his beauty value, making him appear ordinary.

Lin Hanchuan recognized that this was Qi Fenghua's older brother, Qi Yuyu, and also Bai Yueguang, the original owner Yi Qionglou had "had a slight affection for".

"I'll take you to see a doctor." Qi Yuyu said, helping him to find a doctor.

Qi Yuyu's figure is not strong, and Lin Hanchuan can even touch the raised bones under the black suit, but his hands are very steady, and he easily supports Lin Hanchuan, his palms are hot.

Lin Hanchuan endured the sharp pain for the first moment, and the pain gradually turned into a dull pain, which fell within the range he could bear.He let go of Qi Yuyu's hand and smiled: "I'm fine."

After thinking about it, Lin Hanchuan followed Yi Qionglou's habit and added a title: "Thank you Brother Yu."

In the original text, Yi Qionglou had a special affection for Qi Yuyu at first, and part of the reason why he hated Qi Fenghua was due to Qi Yuyu.

The Qi family is a family of painters, and the Yi family is a family of painters. The relationship between the two families is not close, but an ordinary cooperative relationship. The relationship between the younger generations in the family is also distant, and they don't know each other well.

Especially Qi Yuyu, he is cold and withdrawn, reticent, and he doesn't appear many times in the original text. Every appearance is the emotional catalyst between the protagonist's attack and suffering.

Lin Hanchuan recalled the content of the original text, and found that Qi Yuyu's appearance can basically be summarized as: being a tool person to add emotional twists and turns to the protagonist's attack, and being a younger brother controlling and protecting his younger brother.

This is also the reason why the protagonist Gong finally realizes his heart, what he likes is the white moonlight in his imagination, not the real Qi Yuyu.

Compared with the cold Bai Yueguang who has been beautified infinitely, Yi Qionglou wants the person in front of him who can accompany him more.

"Don't hold back if you're uncomfortable." Qi Yuyu's eyes were covered by black-rimmed glasses, and it was obviously a kind advice, but when he said it lightly, it seemed to be mocking.

The pain in the heart completely disappeared, and Lin Hanchuan recovered as before, without any abnormality.He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and only made an invitation gesture towards the door: "Your brother is inside."

Qi Yuyu glanced at Lin Hanchuan, he pushed the door open and entered, his exposed wrist was thin and bony, and the back of his hand was bruised.

Lin Hanchuan's eyes moved.

"Why did you come here?" Qi's mother's voice was still choked with sobs. She felt sorry for her little son, "Your brother is in the hospital, and you are still busy with work. Do you have your brother in your heart?"

When Qi Yuyu came to the hospital, he consulted the doctor about the situation, and knew that Qi Fenghua's dizziness was only caused by hypoglycemia, and there was nothing serious about it.With a straight back, he said, "There is a traffic jam on the road."

"These are not reasons. As an elder brother, you must protect your younger brother. Now that your younger brother has an accident and you can't get there in time, what kind of brother are you..." Yan's mother was very dissatisfied, she complained endlessly, While talking, he sent water at a suitable temperature to Qi Fenghua's hands.

Holding the water glass, Qi Fenghua listened to Yan's mother scolding Qi Yuyu. He was already accustomed to this scene. He was in a trance, and the divorce was constantly replaying in his mind.

Sometimes he thinks of Yi Wusheng's gentle smile like a spring breeze, and sometimes thinks of Yi Qionglou's eyes shining with joy and tenderness when he looks at him. Even though they have exactly the same appearance, Qi Fenghua can always tell them apart at the first sight.

Qi Fenghua thought that he would never confuse them, but he suddenly hesitated.

The four elders took care of Qi Fenghua carefully like stars holding the moon. Qi Yuyu stood in the ward, listening to the accusations of his own parents and the grievances of his younger brother. After a while, Qi Fenghua was tired and wanted to He was only allowed to leave when it was time to sleep.

The moment he went out, Qi Yuyu casually undid a button of his suit, and was taken aback when he saw Lin Hanchuan standing at the door of the ward.

"Are you okay?" Lin Hanchuan asked.

Following Lin Hanchuan's gaze to his right hand, Qi Yuyu said calmly, "It's just a fever."

It really wasn't an illusion.Lin Hanchuan frowned slightly, and for a moment he felt sympathetic to each other. He said, "Let's go, let's go see a doctor together."

The sound of deliberately lowered messy footsteps came from the ward, and the people inside were about to come out.

Qi Yuyu swallowed back the words that were about to refuse, the two looked at each other, and strode away side by side in tacit understanding.

Sitting in Lin Hanchuan's car, Qi Yuyu was a little lost in thought. He himself didn't know how things had come to this point.

Before today, Qi Yuyu's impression of Yi Qionglou was only a vague impression, that he was the person his younger brother wanted.Now, he sat in this person's car and drove back to his home.

"If you feel uncomfortable, close your eyes and rest for a while." Lin Hanchuan didn't turn on the air conditioner, but opened a gap in the car window for ventilation. "I'll call you when we arrive."

The body that started to have a fever a few days ago was depleted of energy. Today, I finally found time to have a private doctor come to give me an infusion, and I received a hurried call from Qi's mother.

Unplugged the water supply and drove to the hospital, only to find that Qi Fenghua had hypoglycemia. For some reason, Qi Yuyu suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Seeing Lin Hanchuan's thoughtful actions, Qi Yuyu took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and really planned to take a nap.

While driving, Lin Hanchuan accidentally saw this scene, and he was suddenly a little dazed.

In the original world, Lin Hanchuan's co-pilot never sat on anyone. Only after entering the fast-travel world, he founded Xingchen Film and Television. Too many things need to be done by himself, and there is no way for the driver to follow him all the time, so he often touches the steering wheel. And his co-pilot only sat in Ran Xing from the beginning to the end.

At this moment Qi Yuyu was leaning back on the chair wearily, and Lin Hanchuan recalled the way Ran Xing and himself went back to the hotel after a busy day, and it was the same.

"What are you looking at?" Qi Yuyu suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

Qi Yuyu was gloomy and ordinary with his eyes on. He took off his thick benzene glasses. His skin was fair, his lips were pale, and there was no trace of blood on his face. His eyes were clear, like a tail suddenly entered a pool of stagnant water The fish suddenly shimmered and became agile.

The light shone into the amber eyes and made him feel strangely broken.

"You don't seem to be short-sighted." Lin Hanchuan withdrew his gaze and said nonchalantly.

Qi Yuyu blinked his eyes. Being sick made his thinking a little slow. He thought for a while before explaining: "The degree is very low."

I have myopia, but the degree is very low, I can wear it or not.Lin Hanchuan understood Qi Yuyu's implication in a second.

Lin Hanchuan was about to speak, but found that Qi Yuyu had fallen asleep holding the glasses in his hand.He drove the car silently, like a conscientious driver.

When he arrived at Qi Yuyu's home, Lin Hanchuan was a little surprised. Qi Yuyu is a well-known art dealer in the circle. He supported Qi's gallery with one hand. It stands to reason that a person with a net worth of over [-] million lives in an ordinary community.

Qi Yuyu fell into a drowsy sleep, Lin Hanchuan hesitated for a while, and woke him up.

Opening his eyes blankly, Qi Yuyu regained his clarity after only being dazed for a few seconds. He put on his glasses again, and all the expressions on his face were suppressed: "Thank you."

When speaking, his voice was slightly hoarse, which was in stark contrast to his indifferent appearance.Lin Hanchuan couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

Qi Yuyu paused, and silently took Lin Hanchuan up the elevator, and didn't say another word until he entered the door.

The moment he entered the door, Lin Hanchuan was a little surprised.

Qi Yuyu's house is very simply decorated, but there are many paintings hanging on his four walls. Lin Hanchuan looked at them one by one. There are ancient original works in China, imitations from later dynasties, and famous masters abroad. There are also works of new painters who have emerged in modern times.

These paintings are of different ages and styles, but they are arranged to blend perfectly with the room into a whole.

This house can already be regarded as a small gallery.Lin Hanchuan looked along the wall and saw an unframed painting casually thrown on the coffee table.

This portrait was sketched casually by the author. The setting sun sprinkled on the gray city buildings, and the red glow burned half of the sky. The scorching red and muddy black are mixed, and the colors are so rich that it makes people breathless.

Such a masterpiece with strong emotions was thrown there casually by the owner.

Qi Yuyu has been watching Lin Hanchuan's expression from the sidelines. All the paintings in this house are his collections. Although there are not tens of millions of top-quality works, they are all works that he likes very much. Lin Hanchuan knows how to appreciate these paintings. It has already raised Qi Yuyu's favorability towards him by several levels.

When Lin Hanchuan saw the sunset picture on the coffee table, Qi Yuyu's expression froze.

"Who painted this?" Lin Hanchuan picked up the painting and looked at it carefully. This painting is obviously a new painting, not as valuable as those old paintings or works of famous painters.

But from Lin Hanchuan's point of view, the growth space of this painting is far higher than all the works in this house.

Different from Yi Wusheng's extraordinary talent, Yi Qionglou is an idiot who doesn't understand. He learned to draw with his brother since he was a child. Yi Wusheng can learn it easily, but he can only copy it.

Later, Yi Wusheng became a well-known young genius, and Yi Qionglou was completely hidden under the shadow of his brother.

Yi's parents took Yi Wusheng to participate in competitions everywhere, educated Yi Wusheng carefully, and wished to teach him hand in hand and remove all obstacles for him, but Yi Qionglou, from the beginning to the end, he didn't get half of his parents' attention.

When he was a child, Yi Qionglou didn't understand that his paintings were obviously much better than other children, but he was not as good as his elder brother, why his parents looked at him with such disappointed eyes.

Later, Yi Qionglou understood that his elder brother was a genius, and no matter how hard he tried to paint, he was just a vulgar and ordinary person.

Full of ingenuity, rigidity, skill and no emotion... These comments from Yi's father and mother drove the young Yi Qionglou into hell.

It's just that no one knows that Yi Qionglou's painting skills are not outstanding enough, but his vision for appreciating paintings is unparalleled.

Just like now, Lin Hanchuan can see that this smeared painting is more impactful than the painting by the genius Yi Wusheng, and more agile and natural than the painting by another genius Qi Fenghua.