The style of painting is different, but it is better to be strong

The wind in the mountains made Chen Yici feel a little chilly.

He didn't sleep very well, he clenched the hem of his clothes but found nothing, so he clenched his fists, shrunk his body and wrapped himself into a ball.

Gusts of wind blew over and kept blowing the broken hair on his forehead. I don't know if it was his illusion. The wind blew over his palm, as if it brought a little warmth.

The warmth spread to his whole body, his body gradually relaxed, and he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, there was still a half moon in the sky.

He sat up and saw his left side face reflected in the night.

The night covered half of his body. He raised his head and looked at the moon expressionlessly, but he kept rubbing something lightly in his hand.

Chen Yici called him:

"Chase left."

Left by no response.

Chen Yici worriedly crawled along the eaves, grabbed his left hand, and touched a few strands of warm liquid along the way.

Startled, he immediately tore away Zuo Zhu's right hand and shouted:

"Don't move!"

Zuo Zhu raised his head and slowly turned around.

Chen Yici carefully took out a clean handkerchief to bandage him, fearing that it would hurt him, he moved cautiously, but his words were not polite, and said angrily:

"What are you doing with your scars on your own?"

Zuo Zhu supported his head, looking down at Chen Yici.

Chen Yici was used to the uncle not being able to utter a word for a long time, so he yelled to himself:

"It's finally grown, what are you doing with it, you have nothing to do?"

After he yelled, he felt that his tone was heavy again:

"Does it hurt?"

A gust of wind blew past, raising a strand of Zuo Zhu's hair, and Zuo Zhu spoke slowly:

"Ah."

Chen Yici didn't recall what this "um" was for a moment.

Drowsing his eyes from the left, he looked at the vast land in the distance.

Mountains on mountains, rivers on rivers.

Zuo Bi opened his mouth and said, "Nothing to do."

Chen Yici glanced at him:

"You don't play with your scars when you have nothing to do, do you?"

Nod from left to right.

Chen Yici once again took out a cotton swab and pressed it on the bleeding place:

"What did you do as a child?"

Zuo Zhu narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, as if he was recalling, but also thinking.

Chen Yici looked at him nervously.

After a while, Zuo Zhu shook his head and said calmly:

"What happened tens of thousands of years ago, too long, I forgot."

Chen Yici lowered his eyes, looking disappointed.

He asked:

"Then what do you remember?"

Left by raising the wrist.

The scars on the wrist cut the arm into many different pieces. He looked at it carefully:

"Wound."

Chen Yici looked at his arm.

Zuo Zhu continued to speak, his tone was the same as usual, cold and calm, but the words he said were an abyss that tempted people to fall into, and the darkness was bottomless:

"There is nothing else, only the wound, even if you want to forget, the body will remember."

Or pain.

Whether it is physical or psychological, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the pain has been renewed for a long time, and it keeps recurring day after day.

Chen Yici stared at his arm and didn't speak for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, put it next to Zuo Zhu's arm, stretched out his hand and pulled down the sleeve.

"I have it too."

A hideous wound stretched across the left hand, extending from the wrist like a thorn.

Chen Yici moved his hands closer, his arms touching each other.

One is endless, densely packed wounds, and the other is scars that run through.

One has increased wounds a little bit from ten thousand years ago, and the other has been brought from childhood to the present.

Chen Yici turned his head and looked to Zuo Zhu.

The eyes didn't seem to be showing wounds, but it was like elementary school students showing the same toys in order to find the same kind.

Zuo Zhu stared at his wound, but did not answer his words:

"This is a trauma, you can remove the scar."

Chen Yici nodded.

When he was in the orphanage, he was silent and not talkative, and was ignored by everyone.

In the event of a fire, he was also the last to be rescued.

At that time, not only the vocal cords were burned by the fire, but also the arm was burned. There was no good medical equipment in the orphanage, and because the arm was traumatized, the arm was simply sterilized and bandaged, leaving a permanent scar.

Later, when he grew up, Chen Yici also went to the hospital. The doctor told him that he could have scar removal surgery, but the cost was ten thousand to twenty thousand.

Chen Yici usually earns a few yuan in change from farming.

After that time, he never went to the hospital.

Chen Yici nodded honestly, made a pitiful look, and pouted:

"I don't have money for surgery, but I'm poor."

Zuo Zhu looked at him for a moment, then said lightly:

"I can remove it for you."

Chen Yici was stunned in surprise, and was relieved after a while.

That's right, there is an omnipotent god in front of him, not to mention removing scars, controlling the weather is easy.

Zuo Zhu quietly looked at Chen Yici, as if waiting for him to nod.

However, unexpectedly, Chen Yici shook his head lightly.

Zuo Zhu looked at him, unable to see through his thoughts:

"Why, don't you really want to get rid of it?"

Chen Yici was silent.

He wanted to keep the scar, thinking that it would make the gods less lonely.

Zuo Zhu has been alone for tens of thousands of years, and he has only lived for 20 years. He can't understand the pain of the gods, and if he can get closer to Zuo Zhu, leaving a scar is nothing.

But I feel that such an idea is too stupid, and I am embarrassed to speak.

He silently sat a little further away from Zuo Zhu, and at the same time prayed silently in his heart:

Don't be read by a mind reader Don't be read by a mind reader Don't be read by a mind reader...

He lied:

"I'm used to it, but I don't feel comfortable removing it suddenly."

Zuo Zhu didn't speak, as if acquiescing to what he said.

Just when Chen Yici was relieved, the cold voice said firmly:

"Do you want to accompany me?"

Questions, but in an affirmative tone, there is no doubt that they already know what Chen Yici really thinks.

If it wasn't for the roof, Chen Yici would have jumped up:

"You read minds again?!"

Zuo Zhu was not in a hurry, took a sip of water:

"No, I heard it."

Chen Yici opened his eyes wide, confused: "What did you hear?"

Zuo Zhu slightly raised his eyes and leaned forward.

The sound of warm breathing and the fragrance of bamboo leaves rushed to his face, Chen Yici held his breath.

The slender eyelashes brushed his face, casting a shadow.

The moonlight is quiet and gentle, only the sound of the wind and his powerful heartbeat.

When Qingxiang came head-on, her heartbeat was so tense that it almost burst out of her chest.

"When you lie, your heart beats fast."

Zuo Zhu raised his eyes and met his eyes, his eyes were calm but breathtaking.

Chen Yici was so nervous that he slipped his mouth, and felt the oppression of the man in front of him for the first time.

Zuo Zhu lowered his eyes, stayed away from Chen Yici, leaned against the eaves, and returned to his cold and dusty look for a moment, as if he wasn't himself just now.

Just when Chen Yici was in a daze, Zuo Zhu continued to speak:

"And it's something you'd think, it's something you'd do."

Chen Yici asked in a daze, somewhat unrecovered:

"What kind of thinking?"

Zuo Zhu looked at the sky lightly, and calmly said two words:

"stupid."

Chen Yici was the only one Zuo Zhu saw, thinking of exchanging the pain he had endured so hard for others to feel better.

Chen Yici sighed, lowered his head and looked at his arms, feeling a little lost.

Sure enough, he also felt that his thoughts were stupid and that he thought too much.

That's a god.

A god who has lived for tens of thousands of years, maybe he doesn't need the sympathy and companionship he thinks at all.

Or maybe it's because my own strength is too weak to give it.

Zuo Zhu took a sip of tea, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"But cute."

Chen Yici raised his head in disbelief, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears:

"what?"

Zuo carefully repeated it word by word:

"But cute."

Chen Yici was stunned.

My heart was still gloomy just now, but now my heart is filled with happy colorful bubbles.

It was as if little flowers were blooming in my heart, bubbles popping out of the soil.

Chen Yici nodded lightly, calm on the surface:

"I'll put the bowl away after eating, you go to bed early."

In fact, the hand holding the bowl jumped out of notes, and hummed an out-of-key song when he was about to go downstairs.

Zuo Zhu looked at Chen Yici's back, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

Since Zuo Zhu came here, the whole family has become more standardized.

The cows and sheep come out regularly to let themselves go, and the chicken coop and duck coop have become a well-behaved student dormitory, with a fixed schedule, eating and sleeping, and wiping the dormitory with feathers if it is dirty, lest the dormitory supervisor Zuo Zhui find out.

One day, Zuo Zhu was sitting and reading a book, when a large group of people came suddenly, carrying cameras and several cars.

Zuo Zhu moved his eyes away from the pages of the book, looked up lightly, then lowered his head and continued to read.

Chen Yici heard the movement, hurried out of the room, and wiped his hands.

The person who came was the recording director of the "Inheritor of National Style" variety show.

This variety show is also a popular variety show.

Ever since the "Idol 100%" incident happened last time, the names of Chen Yici and Chen Zhizhi have been on the hot searches for several days.

Later, "Idol 100%" released the news of Chen Yi's resignation from the competition.

Chen Zhizhi's fluent calligraphy was immediately noticed by several variety show teams, including "The Inheritor of National Style".

These variety show directors seem to have made an appointment, and they come to sell their variety shows every few days.

Chen Yici refused many times but failed, this time he came again.

As soon as Director Jiang came to the door, he immediately discovered the difference.

Different from the past, there is an extra man in the yard who looks very eye-catching.

The first and most eye-catching thing is... the place where the man sits.

The man sat on the high eaves, flipping the pages of the book with one hand, and glanced at the group of them from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Dao was shocked by this gaze, and immediately looked away in fright.

The second is the man's appearance.

He works in variety shows, and he knows best how important an artist's appearance is in this face-seeking entertainment industry.

That person's appearance surpassed that of the entertainment industry, and his facial features seemed to be carved, so beautiful that it seemed a little unreal.

But the temperament is too cold.

It is as cold as dust, no one can get close, and it has a sense of nobility.

He touched the goose bumps on his body, and he had already thought about it in his heart, it was a role he couldn't afford to touch.

Chen Yici came out, followed the director's gaze, and rubbed his forehead.

Why did this person go up again?

He explained to Director Jiang:

"my brother."

Director Jiang had heard that this family was very powerful, and when he heard that it was Chen Yici's elder brother, he thought it was no wonder.

After Director Jiang explained his intentions, Chen Yici said:

"My brother Chen hasn't been at home until now, and I can't give you an answer until he comes back. I can't make decisions for him."

Director Jiang thought it was a polite refusal, and added:

"Our program is different from other variety shows. Our after-sales resources are guaranteed, and we will not be badly cut players like "Idol 100%"."

Chen Yici nodded: "I know, but my brother is indeed not at home."

Director Jiang came several times, and every time Chen Yici said that his brother was not at home, he did not give up and said:

"Then when will he be back?"

Chen Yici said truthfully: "I don't know, maybe tomorrow, maybe never come back."

It wasn't just the recordings of these variety shows that came to his brother, Mr. Yang and Mr. Qi also came to see them.

As a result, no one was seen.

Director Jiang sighed, thinking that he was out of action, so he took a sip of tea and planned to rest.

The few times he came here, there was no one at home, except this time there was an extra brother who didn't look like Chen Yici at all, other times it was indeed empty.

He remembered that Chen Yici mentioned that he had family members in variety shows, but now there is no one.

Seeing his sizing eyes, Chen Yici lied and said:

"They haven't come back yet."

Director Jiang nodded, he didn't want to stay too long, and left after saying a few words.

Before leaving, Chen Yici agreed to take a few photos of the fields.

When I turned around, I couldn't help but look at the eaves twice more.

After leaving, Chen Yici yawned and endured his sleepiness to get a sewing box to sew clothes for Zuo Zhu.

Zuo Zhu hangs around outside in a gold-embroidered robe every day, with a dusty temperament, which is out of tune with the wild vegetables in the field and the croaking ducks.

Chen Yici's clothes were too short for him, so Chen Yici planned to sew one for him himself.

As soon as Chen Yici picked up the needle and thread, Zuo Zhu came over with his huge wide sleeves dangling, stared at the thread in his hand, and gave a questioning look.

Chen Yici explained to him:

"I'll sew you a dress."

Zuo Zhui nodded, and simply sat down and watched Chen Yici thread the needle, which was a novelty to watch.

Chen Yici happened to have an idle sewing machine at home, which he hadn't used much.

In fact, he walked around the market, but didn't see any suitable ones. The style and style seemed to be from the last century.

The more he walked around, the more he felt that it looked the same as his big red flower jacket.

I simply bought fabric, and went home with scissors and needlework to make one.

But speaking of it... this is also one of the few times he makes clothes.

Zuo Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Yici, his tone was calm, but his eyes showed distrust:

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Yici confidently cut off a large piece of cloth, and held it in front of Zuo Zhu to compare the colors:

"good-looking."

The blue fabric he specially picked reflects the bamboo, which matches the bamboo fragrance on Zuo Zhu's body very well.

Zuo Zhu thought about the bright red padded jacket, and felt that the definition of "good-looking" in Chen Yici's mouth was a bit vague. He stared at the cloth in Chen Yici's hand, and said cautiously:

"What style?"

I saw Chen Yici raised the scissors and cut several large pieces of fabric into two crooked short-sleeved T-shaped pieces:

"Just a simple T-shirt, you see."

Zuo Zhu stared at the two crooked pieces of cloth, without saying a word.

Zuo Zhu stared at it for a long time before opening his mouth: "What's next?"

Chen Yici spoke confidently:

"Then just sew the two pieces of cloth together."

Left by: ...

Surely there should be no expectations.

He put down the book in his hand, got up and picked up a pencil from the table:

"Paper."

Chen Yici realized it later, and immediately put down the cloth to find a piece of paper for Zuo Zhu.

Zuo Zhu sat at the table, picked up a pen and began to write and draw on the paper, and after a while a simple outline of the front view came out.

Chen Yici saw the outline of the clothes, shook his head and sighed:

"nice."

Zuo glanced at him and said:

"Is it the same as what you said just now that it looks good?"

Chen Yici thought of his two pieces of cloth, and apologized in a low voice, embarrassed:

"I think it's okay..."

Zuo Zhu stopped the pen in his hand and looked at him expressionlessly.

Chen Yici was wronged: "Well, it doesn't mean the same thing."

Zuo Zhu lowered his head, carefully drew the picture with a pen, and sometimes stopped to think.

Chen Yici looked at the picture at first, then moved his gaze upwards, staring at Zuo Zhu's eyes.

Zuo Zhu's eyes were gray and misty, and he was focusing on the paper on the table at the moment.

Although Zuo Zhu seldom talks in ordinary times, it is especially attractive to talk less now when he is serious.

Zuo Zhu finished adding the last stroke, put down the pen and told Chen Yici in a low voice:

"ruler."

Chen Yici stared at Zuo Zhu, resting his head on his hands, wondering how he could grow into this shape.

Zuo Zhu turned his head, stared at Chen Yici and repeated:

"ruler."

Chen Yici blinked, and straightened up as if waking up from a dream:

"Ah, what?"

Zuo Zhu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Chen Yici picked up the painting with a guilty conscience, looked left and right:

"nice."

Zuo Zhu poured a cup of tea, took a sip and said:

"It's reversed."

Chen Yici: ...

After Chen Yici took a tape measure and measured Zuo Zhu's measurements, it was already dark after clearing up.

When approaching Zuo Zhu, Chen Yici felt the coldness emanating from Zuo Zhu's body, as if approaching ice and snow.

He subconsciously moved closer to Zuo Zhu's waist, and it became even colder.

Zuo Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Yici.

Chen Yici carefully touched Zuo Zhu's waist again, from left to right, from right to left.

Zuo Zhu looked at Chen Yici's hand on his waist.

The cold air on Zuo Zhu's body seemed to emanate from the inside out, and he wanted to touch it to make sure that his whole body was as cold as it was.

Chen Yici went to touch Zuo Zhu's back again, and surrounded Zuo Zhu with his whole body, rubbing on his back.

Zuo Zhu looked at Chen Yici who was lying on his chest, and subconsciously wanted to push it away, his hand was in mid-air, but he finally took it back.

Chen Yici wanted to pass on some warmth to Zuo Zhu:

"Is it that cold?"

Warm body temperature covers it, like a warm sun, but the temperature is limited, and it cannot melt a piece of hard ice. Apart from a few traces of limited warmth on the surface, the inside is still shivering with cold.

The person in his arms was like a kitten, running around restlessly.

Zuo Zhu lowered his eyes: "It's better."

Chen Yici hugged a little tighter:

"how about this?"

Zuo Zhu remained silent, and slowly stretched out his hand that was suspended in midair, turned a corner, and was about to touch Chen Yici's waist with his backhand.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound mixed with dull and crisp sound outside the door.

The extremely familiar voice made Chen Yici raise his head vigilantly, he knew what it was broken without going out.

He wailed:

"Bowl, my bowl!"

He didn't need to rush out, he could see what was happening outside just by turning his head.

The door was left open, and people outside could clearly see their posture.

When he saw four people outside the door, he subconsciously let go of Zuo Zhu's waist.

Zuo Zhu still had a faint expression, no change could be seen.

Damn, his grandfather and brother stared at the two with their mouths wide open.

Then, Chen Zhizhi was the first to react, and immediately lowered his head, pretending to be picking up the bowl:

"Oh mom, didn't I tell you to be careful, why did you smash the bowl again."

Lan Xiaoling reacted very quickly, she turned her back to pick up the bowl, but from the corner of her eye she secretly looked at the two people's hands next to each other, and said while looking at them:

"Mom didn't see it, I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up."

Grandpa Chen Zui also bent down with his old body, but his eyes never left Zuo Zhu.

There was only one man standing there, staring at the two with dissatisfaction.

Chen Yici: ...

He had thought that in this chaotic time and space, the family members could cross over at any time, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

He had seen this man in his photo album.

The man's name is Chen Yu, and he is a famous architect in my country. Three of his architectural works have been selected as the top ten architectural wonders of the world.

In the photo, he and Lan Xiaoling are holding two children, Chen Yici and Chen Zhizhi, smiling sweetly.

Chen Yici said kindly:

"dad."

The man hummed in a low voice, and looked at Zuo Zhu with an unfriendly expression, and was dragged by Lan Xiaoling before he reluctantly looked away.

Chen Yici: ...

It seems that there is a misunderstanding.

Just broke a bowl, and several people tidied it up for half an hour in a daze, and they didn't straighten up until Zuo Zhu left.

Holding a fragment, Chen Zhizhi gestured in disbelief: "You you you he he he he he!"

Chen Yici watched in horror as a large piece of broken porcelain dangled in front of him, wiping his face.

He hurriedly grabbed Chen Zhizhi's hand and snatched the broken porcelain pieces:

"Brother, have you eaten yet? I'll cook for you."

After eating a meal, the few people still haven't recovered from the shock.

Chen Yu has been on a business trip for the past few months, and only recently came back. As a result, when he came back, he transmigrated to a strange place, and even saw this scene with his eyes.

He put down his chopsticks and said angrily at Chen Yici: "Who is Zuo Zhu? He is a god. How could you provoke him?"

Although the rest of the people were also shocked, at least they had heard Chen Yici say that Zuo Zhu had passed through before, so they were mentally prepared and focused more on the dishes.

Chen Yici picked up a chopstick of bitter gourd for his father, and called out to his father a few times in his heart to get used to it, and then he said:

"Dad, eat some bitter gourd to relieve the fire. I didn't hug him. I was measuring his measurements to make clothes."

Chen Yu glanced at him, still suspicious: "Really?"

Chen Yici took out the tape measure sincerely, and took out the blueprint drawn by Chen Zhi: "Look."

Chen Yu dubiously took the tape measure and the blueprint, and looked at it for a while before he was relieved.

He said how it is possible for the gods to have such a relationship with his youngest son.

Sure enough, I misunderstood.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and exchanged suspicious glances with each other, but tacitly kept silent.

After dinner, it was dark.

Facing the few extra people in the family, the beds were not enough for a while, Chen Yici made the floor for a few people, and after they were greeted to sleep, he remembered that Zuo Zhu had disappeared for half a day.

He thought of where Zuo Zhu might be, packed a lot of things in a box, and followed the stairs up the stairs.

Zuo Zhu was sitting on the eaves when he suddenly heard a voice:

"Pick, pick me up!"

Zuo turned his head one by one, and quickly took the box in Chen Zhizhi's hand.

Chen Yici climbed up with hands and feet.

Chen Yici went to sit next to Zuo Zhu, and habitually moved a little to the side, leaving a distance of a table.

Zuo Zhu turned a page of the book, was silent at first, and suddenly said:

"Sit down."

Chen Yici hugged his box of things and shook his head: "No."

Originally, my thoughts were simple, but once I got close and was read by a mind reading technique, wouldn't it be even more privacyless.

Zuo Zhu turned the pages of the book, but didn't say anything on the surface, and didn't continue to press.

Chen Yici breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, he felt something dripping onto his face.

He raised his head, and with a bang, bigger drops of water dripped onto his face.

Then, more and more raindrops hit the bridge of his nose and his eyes. He couldn't dodge it in time. He hugged his head to hide from the rain, and hurriedly said in embarrassment:

"Ah, ah, ah, I didn't bring an umbrella!"

Zuo Zhu put down the book and watched the light rain falling from the sky.

Chen Yici picked up the book Zuo Zhu was reading and put it on his head. Feeling the cold raindrops hitting him, he yelled softly:

"Stingy."

Is it unreasonable for it to start raining just because I sit a little farther away?

Zuo Zhu looked up at the sky, letting the raindrops hit his face and wet his hair.

As soon as Chen Yici finished speaking, there was only a rumbling sound from the sky, and the raindrops suddenly became larger and fell down.

Chen Yici: ...

Judging the situation, judging the situation.

Forget it.

He got up, sat down next to Zuo Zhu with great insight, and sat down tightly.

The raindrops gradually became smaller, and then returned to a trickle of rain.

Chen Yici breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, and said kindly:

"What do you want to eat tomorrow, I'll make you an extra dish."

Zuo Zhu raised his eyes to the sky: "Scrambled eggs with tomato."

The rain in the sky turned into a continuous drizzle in an instant, like embroidery needles, and it was completely negligible.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured "stingy" again in his heart. After he finished muttering, he realized that it was not good, so he immediately covered his mouth, and began to mutter silently to divert his attention.

Zuo Zhu looked at him with great interest.

Chen Yici whispered silently: "Chinese cabbage, greens, cauliflower, cabbage, chicken, beef, mutton, pork, duck, pork belly, apples, oranges, pears, watermelon, strawberries..."

Zuo Zhu was not in a hurry, waited for him to read silently, and drank two cups of tea.

The more Chen Yici talked about it, the more difficult it became, and the edible vegetables, fruits and meat were almost covered:

"Spinach, celery, green pepper..."

Zuo Zhu took a sip of tea, listened carefully, and made a selection:

"Make water spinach the day after tomorrow."

Chen Yici ignored him and continued to mutter:

"Stir-fried beef with steamed buns and green vegetables with beef, pig's tongue and pig's tail..."

Turning his head from left to right, thoughtful in his eyes:

"Stir-fried beef with green vegetables, is the meat from the cow at home okay?"

Chen Yici was agitated, and immediately woke up from reciting the menu, resolutely protecting the life of the calf:

"It's not okay to kill a cow!"

Zuo Zhu shook his fan and took a sip of tea.

Being interrupted by such an interruption, Chen Yici couldn't carry on reciting it any longer. He propped his head on his hands and thoughtfully recalled today's events:

"These two worlds are too chaotic, will there be any accidents if this continues?"

Today, his father, his mother, his grandfather, and his brother came through together. Tomorrow, he might pass through how many big guys, and the day after tomorrow, he might even pass through the flowers and trees over there.

He worried about the order of the two worlds going wrong.

Moreover, Zuo Zhu has been passing through for a long time, and he is also very worried about whether it will affect the order of the world over there.

But speaking of it, it was the first time that the family was so lively.

He counted the people in the family: "My mother, my grandfather, my brother, you, oh, now there is a new dad."

He took out the book, started flipping through Chen Yu's biography, and exclaimed, "My dad is so amazing."

He has now fully accepted the assumption that the big names in the art world are all his family members.

Zuo Zhu watched him mention his parents without hindrance, and suddenly thought: "You have always been alone in your family?"

Chen Yici looked at Zuo Zhu, stared at him and didn't speak.

Left by:?

Chen Yici winked at him, and pointed to the position of his heart.

Zuo Zhu: "..."

Chen Yici looked suspiciously at Zuo Zhu, and said the answer he had repeated several times in his heart:

"Yeah, I didn't have any friends in the orphanage, and after I got out of the orphanage, I was completely alone."

Left to shake the fan.

Chen Yici's only contact with the outside world is the orphanage. He spent his childhood in the orphanage, and never entered the society when he grew up. He really doesn't have much contact with the outside world.

Ask questions one by one from the left:

"Haven't you thought about leaving the village and going outside to have a look?"

Chen Yici looked at him, didn't speak, just stared at Zuo Zhu in a daze.

Zuo Zhu looked back at him inexplicably.

Chen Yici looked anxious, gritted his teeth and recited silently in his heart again.

Left by: ...

Chen Yici narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and looked at Zuo Zhu: "Are you lying to me, you can't read minds at all?"

Zuo Zhu nodded: "You are so smart."

Chen Yici: ...he has been cheated for so long? !

Chen Yici nodded, and then shook his head after a while: "You're not complimenting me, are you?"

Zuo Zhu shook his fan, but did not answer his words:

"Have you tried to find your parents?"

Chen Yici was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zuo Zhu to ask this question.

"I thought about it."

He leaned against the table and looked at the starry sky.

The stars are dotted all over the sky, so vast that you can't see the end at a glance.

"But there are so many people, where can I find them?"

Zuo Zhu looked at him for a moment, then said, "I can help you find it."

Chen Yici was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered yes.

He is a god and omnipotent.

But he shook his head: "No, I'm not a white swan."

When he was very young, he watched "The Ugly Duckling Finds His Mother". After reading the fairy tale, he mistakenly thought that he was just like a duckling, and he could find his mother while walking with only two legs.

Later, he found that there were ugly ducklings looking for their mothers everywhere, but only a handful of them could turn into white swans.

He was abandoned and found sent to an orphanage.

Children from the orphanage were taken away one by one, but he was kept there because of damaged vocal cords.

Later, when he got older, he left with no one leading him.

After all, everyone likes a beautiful white swan.

Maybe his parents did too.

Zuo Zhu looked at him.

He has never heard of the fairy tale of the white swan in Chen Yici's mouth, but he can understand the lonely expression in Chen Yici's eyes.

Chen Yici looked at the sky and sighed, and scratched Zuo Zhu's arm: "But you are so amazing."

Zuo Zhu met Chen Yici's eyes with unclear emotions: "Really?"

After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"I can understand the emotion in your eyes, but I can't do anything about it. Is this considered powerful?"

Chen Yici was stunned, and turned his head to meet Zuo Zhu's eyes.

As if his heart missed a beat, he quickly turned his face to cover up:

"of course."

He made up his mind and said:

"You are not a god, you are also powerful."

Zuo Zhu turned to look at him.

Chen Yici also doesn't know what to say, and it feels confusing to talk about it:

"That is, because you are Zuo Zhu, you are very powerful, not because you are a god, so you are very powerful, do you understand?"

"There are thousands of gods, but Zuo Zhu is the only one sitting in front of me."

Zuo Zhu looked at him, didn't speak, nodded, then shook his head after a while, pretending not to understand, and wanted to hear more from him.

Chen Yici tugged at the fringed tassels on Zuo Zhu's clothes:

"What I mean is that your ability must be very powerful, but you have suffered tens of thousands of years of pain from then to now, and every wound is exchanged for an ability. It is because of this that you have become an invincible god."

"So what is more powerful than your ability is yourself, Zuo Zhu, not a god with many abilities."

He raised his head and stared at Zuo Zhu sincerely, as if there were stars in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he could not express himself clearly:

"I said that, do you understand?"

Zuo Zhu looked at Chen Yici for a long time, and Chen Yici seemed to want to dodge.

After an unknown period of time, Zuo Zhu nodded slowly and hummed.

Chen Yici suddenly remembered something, and said:

"By the way, I was interrupted in the middle of the afternoon, and I forgot something."

Zuo Zhu looked at him with great interest.

The group of people came in the middle of the afternoon, and they really had something to do.

He put down his fan and faced Chen Yici.

Chen Yici sat a little closer to him, stretched out his hands, and hugged him again.

Zuo Zhu lowered his head, and his hand slowly landed on the top of Chen Yici's soft head. Just as he touched it, he felt a cold and sticky feeling on his back.

He bowed his head.

Chen Yici got out of his arms, tore off another sticker, and snapped a heavy thing to his waist.

After all the warm babies were posted, Chen Yici jumped out of Zuo Zhu's arms completely, clapped his hands, looked at his masterpiece from a distance, and said with satisfaction:

"Look, baby warmer, so you won't be cold."

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Warm baby, cool artifact.

Zuo Zhu looked at the four warm babies on her body without saying a word.

Chen Yi said:

"Does it feel warm? How does it work?"

Zuo Bi was expressionless and said without warmth:

"No effect."

Chen Yici patted him on the shoulder:

"Normal, it will take effect after a while."

After finishing speaking, he took out a large pack of warm baby stickers from behind, and stuffed them all into Zuo Zhu:

"It's okay to post a few more, I'll go down first, and you go to bed early."

Zuo Zhu who was stuffed with a bunch of warm babies: ...

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感谢在2021-08-0718:54:44~2021-08-0822:42:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Nai Yi, Furry 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Rainbow; 7 bottles of Su; 5 bottles of Mu; Yemu is a secret saying 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!