[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

2. Art ([-])

Then, he was attracted by An Zeyi's painting in the living room.

The woman in the portrait is beautiful and beautiful. Although it is not stunning, the aura and gentleness, innocence and tenderness are very vivid. It seems that the woman will walk off the canvas in the next second.

What surprised him was that he found the painting very much to his liking.

No, it's not that he has any admiration for the portrait woman, and he doesn't know it, but there is an indescribable feeling on the canvas, which is very suitable for him, but this feeling has always been lacking in him.

For a long time, he regretted that he carved countless beauties, but he never thought of carving for his late wife Wenqiu.He wants to carve a unparalleled portrait for Wen Qiu, but the work he has exhausted can't meet his wishes, which is why he plans to dissect the world's women.

He looked at the canvas and had an intuition that the answer would be too much for him to accept.

"Mr. Kang?" A soft voice sounded from behind. Turning around, he saw a young man with dark circles and bloodshot eyes looking at him in confusion, and then smiled gently under his gaze: " It's so late, what's the matter?"

"This portrait is very special, indescribably special." Kang Xuezhu looked at the painting calmly and said, "And it is this special that makes it look extraordinarily beautiful and full of aura."

He has to find the touch point that suits his heart, only when he finds it, can he truly carve out the most perfect Wen Qiu.

An Ze blinked his eyes. He had a bad reaction for a while to this kind of dialogue that resembled an ancient dragon style, but Kang Xuezhu was obviously very patient.

He waited patiently for An Zeyi's answer.

"I'm not sure if what I'm thinking of is the answer you want, Mr. Kang." An Ze walked up to him lightly, then stopped and stared quietly at the portrait he drew, his gaze was very gentle.

"I think the special in your mouth probably means that this is the person I love the most in the world, and when I was painting, my memories were full of love for her, right?"

You mean that I don't love Wenqiu enough so I can't write it well, don't you?

Kang Xuezhu lowered her head suddenly, her eyes looked a little gloomy and terrifying under the flickering dim candlelight.If Anze looked up and saw it at this moment, he must know that his previous creepiness was definitely not an illusion.

But now he doesn't know.

The young man immersed in memories is obviously extremely slow in his perception of the outside world.He has a shallow, full of smiles, and his eyes are soft and heartbreaking, as if he is intoxicated in a beautiful and dreamy dream, where there are all noble and beautiful qualities worthy of everyone's praise, with the most beautiful The warm sun, the clearest sky, and the person he loves the most.And those ugly, evil, sad and painful things or realities do not exist.

"She's not the best, she's not good at female celebrities and she's not good at cooking. Her facial features are not the most exquisite and perfect, at least I saw many girls who are prettier than her in Wanhua Valley. But in my heart, she is the world's The most beautiful person in the world, because she is the mother I love the most." Anze smiled with a trace of sadness and clarity: "What about you, Mr. Kang?"

"The person in your heart, is it because she is the most beautiful woman that you love her, or is it because she is the one you love, so there are many women in the world, and she alone is the most beautiful in your heart? exist?"

There is obviously a big difference between these two sentences, but An Zeyi feels that this is probably what Mr. Kang wants to know.

He doesn't know who the person in Mr. Kang's heart is, and he doesn't know what Mr. Kang can't figure out, but he feels that Mr. Kang probably seems to have reached the end of a road or reached the end of a dead end. status.If he got it right, he would probably find the direction; if he didn't get it right, he'd still be stuck here and finally smashed his head and smashed the south wall.

Although it has not been awakened and has not been inherited, the bloodline will not lie.As Dakong, the son of the rainbow, Anzeyi does not have the superpower of listening to the heart sounds of his grandmother Youni, but even if he cannot clearly know the other party's thoughts, he can always give the other party what is most needed before it is revealed.

—————— He would not know that in another world, Kang Xuezhu dissected the truth that countless women in the world wanted to understand, and let him say it in an extremely simple language.

Therefore, art is interlinked.

Seeing that Kang Xuezhu, who seemed to have been haunted after listening to his own words, left in a daze, without even taking away the wine he brought, Anze blinked his eyes, and a trace of Worry.It's already dark now, is Mr. Kang really okay with his lost soul?

An Zeyi: No problem, right?You won't hit a wall and a tree, will you?

Standing by the window, watching Kang Xuezhu leave safely (didn't roll down the stairs, didn't mix her right foot with her left foot), Anze let out a small breath of relief. Born, is a trace of envy.

very nice.

It's great to be remembered so affectionately and single-mindedly.

An Ze, who had no idea that he was almost dissected into Momo, thought about it.

In the next few days, Kang Xuezhu, who was supposed to come out and get acquainted with Wanhua Valley, stayed in his room all the time, which worried a group of Wanhua disciples who had become fans of Kang Xuezhu's brothers and sisters.

Is Mr. Kang not acclimatized and sick?

Why doesn't Mr. Kang come out for a walk?

Because Kang Xuezhu said Xijing from the beginning, Dongfang Guzhu also specifically asked Wanhua's children not to disturb him on weekdays, so the little flowers who were worried about entering but were hindered by Guzhu's instructions turned their eyes to An Zeyi who lives next door to Kang Xuezhu.

As a celebrity who is unrivaled in calligraphy, painting, qin and music, An Zeyi's gentle and generous, gentle and tolerant personality makes him very popular among Wanhua's disciples and other celebrities.That kind of inclusive and considerate, like a spring breeze, quietly invades your heart, as long as anyone who has been in contact with him for a period of time, there is no one who doesn't like him.

Therefore, if they begged, Mr. An might still agree to them!

An Zeyi, who was surrounded by Xiaohualuo and Xiaohuatai, quickly understood the thoughts of the children. He first praised them gently for their kindness, and then pointed out the problems they need to pay attention to and the things they haven't considered in a soft voice. (An Zeyi: The kindness of children should be taken good care of, and it should not be criticism that makes them lose their kindness.) Then he wrote a post, stuffed it through the crack of the door, and then picked up the guqin, Shi Shiran play the piano.

Anyone who knows the piano can tell that the sound of his piano is an inquiry.

Although Kang Xuezhu is said to be a master sculptor, he was also from the Kang family in the East China Sea. Naturally, he couldn't learn less about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

If they were really sick, then Kang Xuezhu would naturally not respond, and they would not be so rude when they broke in.

After the song, when Anze heard the sound, he got up and walked to the window, and saw Kang Xuezhu who pushed the window open, looking up at him with deep eyes.

An Zeyi still remembered the Kang Xuezhu he had met the night before. He was handsome and elegant, and he was a celebrity.But in just a few days, the other party has become much thinner and haggard, his eyes are turning blue, and his body has a melancholic temperament.

Why? ? ?

"Mr. Kang." Anze looked at him with gentle concern: "These days, everyone is very worried about you."

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw thousands of flowers, big and small, around the young man. Then, the way he looked at An Zeyi made An Zeyi feel a little flabbergasted.

Kang Xuezhu: Are you actually worried about me?

Looking away, Kang Xuezhu looked at the statue she had worked so hard to carve these days.

The woman in the statue is welcoming the guests. She is dressed in white and plain skirt, with a gentle description, a graceful smile, and is as lifelike and lively as a real person.

Through An Zeyi's paintings before, he could feel the painter's deep love for the woman in the portrait, and this feeling made the person in the portrait look lively and aura.

He has been trying for the past few days, recalling all the things between him and Wen Qiu, and carving in his hands bit by bit.And the result is Wen Qiu engraved in front of him.

Now, looking at the engraved Wenqiu statue, he only feels a lot of emotion in his heart. He has both the joy of breaking through the fog in his heart and the unspeakable sorrow.In the end, all the emotions merged into a long roar.

Top artists are all perfectionistic obsessives, and Kang Xuezhu has always been one of the best.The pursuit of perfection is his instinct.

So when he felt dissatisfied with the sculptures, he subconsciously blamed himself for his lack of skill, but ignored that Wen Qiu's beauty lies in emotion, not in description.

Real water without fragrance.

The strong belief (dissecting a beautiful woman to carve for his dead wife) was destroyed, and he was sleepless for several days, so after Kang Xuezhu let out a loud roar, his eyes went dark, and he collapsed unconsciously.

Kang Xuezhu is sick.

Excessive consumption of energy, sleepless days, the moment the whole person relaxes the tense nerves, he is already sick like a mountain.

Illness comes like a mountain, easy.It is difficult to get rid of illness like spinning silk.After the medical sage Sun Simiao diagnosed that he needed rest, the owner of the valley, Dongfang Yuxuan, asked An Zeyi, who sent him here, to take care of him.

In fact, there is not much An Zeyi needs to do. The medicine is boiled by a special medicine boy, and he, a layman who can't cook medicine, is not needed; A half-assed exposure to herbs.The main reason is that what Kang Xuezhu needs is quiet practice, and in the name of a master sculptor who is now at the top of the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to get quiet with Pei Yuan, and the place where he lives is specially opened to him by the owner of the valley. Anze is a very quiet place for his writing.

Moreover, he and Kang Xuezhu, who also demanded a quiet place to live, lived next to each other, so it was perfect for him to take care of him.

An Zeyi didn't refuse, he always had a feeling that if it wasn't for what he said that day, Kang Xuezhu wouldn't be immersing himself in the art of sculpture regardless of his body.After all, he always felt that he was wrong.

So when Kang Xuezhu woke up leisurely, he saw An Zeyi who was reading a book by the candlelight, his profile face was as bright as the moon.

"Are you awake, Mr. Kang?" Hearing the voice, An Zeyi turned his head to look at him, his eyes soaked in water were extraordinarily clear and gentle under the flickering candlelight.

"I..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Kang Xuezhu felt his throat was extremely dry. Although he was not a master of medicine, he was also proficient in medical skills. He was overtired and sick.

Putting a glass of water on his lips, Anze lifted him up to feed the water carefully, and said gently: "Mr. Kang, you have been in a coma for a day, drink some water first."

Kang Xuezhu took a look at An Zeyi, and again, An Zeyi felt that his smile was a little weird.

———— If he knew what Kang Xuezhu was thinking in his heart, he would definitely throw a glass on his head: stop pretending to be passionate, who has a crush on you?Narcissism also has a limit!

In short, An Zeyi, who didn't know what the other party was thinking, took care of Kang Xuezhu carefully. Even if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, he would do his best not to let people find out the fault, but this fell into Kang Xuezhu's eyes. More powerful proof of his idea: An Zeyi must have a crush on him.

Looking at the busy An Zeyi, Kang Xuezhu lowered her eyes slightly. Wen Qiu was the only one in his heart. It seemed that he woke up to make him realize his epiphany. If you want to respond by yourself, it is absolutely impossible.

An Zeyi has a gentle and considerate personality, and is friendly to others. No one can hate him.

The highest kindness is like water, pervasive and pervasive, and this kind of tenderness and tolerance is also pervasive.When you realize it, it has become a habitual existence like air.

For a knowledgeable and interesting person, Kang Xuezhu is also used to his gentleness and thoughtfulness, and even occasionally raised "it's good to live the rest of my life like this", and he was quickly slapped in the face.Because he found that when An Zeyi was taking care of a sick little Huatai, his attitude, tone, and behavior were exactly the same as when he was taking care of himself!

He also heard that when Hua Tai's brother expressed his love for An Zeyi, An Zeyi's explanation after refusing was that he had never stepped out of the shadows after being in love with his ex, and was so hurt that he had no mood to love. !

It turns out that I am not the special one but he is gentle and considerate to everyone!

It turns out that you don't have a crush on me, it's just me being passionate!

Once again, he missed Wen Qiu and recalled...

Wait, why can't he remember?

For the first time, Kang Xuezhu showed a panicked expression, and then after a year, he locked himself in the house again and prevented others from entering the house.

An Zeyi who found out that he was not allowed to enter the house: Brother Kang won't let his uncle arrive, right?

Kang Xuezhu looked at the semi-finished sculpture in front of her with a wry smile.

He kept saying that the person he loved the most was Wen Qiu, but what he engraved should have been the most familiar face he had engraved countless times after his wife passed away, but this face was not Wen Qiu's, but Anze's. of.

He has never given Anze a statue, could it be that he is more familiar with Anze's appearance than Wenqiu?

After several more engravings, Kang Xuezhu finally stopped, raised her hands to cover her eyes and smiled wryly.

Admit it, your feelings for Wen Qiu are not that deep.

If it was true, how could he have ignored her before she was alive?

Your feelings for her are not love, but regret.

You want to carve for her, not love, but compensation.

Closing his eyes, the boundless darkness in front of him seemed to dissipate like an illusion, and Wen Qiu's words when he died in front of the hospital bed rang in his ears again.

"People can only think of people who treat themselves well. Therefore, no matter where I go in the future, I will definitely not remember you."

I am not good enough to you, so you don't want to remember me.

It’s okay to forget, Wen Qiu, if there is an afterlife, find someone who loves and cherishes you and live a good life.

Pushing open the door and leaving the house, he saw a lot of Wanhua disciples who were curious and gossiping gathered in this quiet place.After questioning, I learned that Cang Jian who confessed to An Zeyi before was also Hua Tai's brother, and came to Mr. An Zeyi again to beg for love!

Kang Xuezhu:. . .Why do I feel green on the top of my head?

"I know you were hurt by the love you once had, but please give me a chance." The handsome man looked at the young man who was thinner and shorter than him, and his love and affection grew deeper and deeper in his heart: "A person as gentle and elegant as Mr. , not everyone is as blind as he is."

After speaking, he took out a box in his hand, and everyone knew what was inside.

True Orange Heart, an extremely expensive artifact of confession.

"I..." An Zeyi was about to refuse when he heard Kang Xuezhu's cool voice: "Ah Yi."

An Ze looked over, and was shocked by Kang Xuezhu's face once again: "Brother Kang!"

His eyes stayed on Kang Xuezhu for a long time, but he didn't see the lost expression of the young man who hid the sword.

Afterwards, the lives of An Zeyi and Kang Xuezhu returned to their previous calm.

"I heard that on the tenth day of this month, Qinxiu Gao Jiangting will play the harp at Qixiufang." Kang Xuezhu, who finished carving the woodcarving in her hand, looked at An Zeyi, who was practicing calligraphy: "Ah Yi, are you interested in going with me?"

"Gao Jiangting?" Anze stopped writing as soon as he finished writing the last word: "But Master Gao who can play the 76-string harp?"

Seeing Kang Xuezhu nodding her head slightly, An Zeyi raised his lips and smiled: "The number of strings in the harp has always been the highest in string music, and it is extremely difficult to play. 55 strings are almost the limit of a master. Xiushou can lead the 76 strings alone with ease."

He looked at Kang Xuezhu, his eyes were as clear as a fountain reflecting the moon, clear and bright: "Brother Kang invites you, I am willing to accept you." Moreover, he was really curious.

It is said in the world that Kang Xuezhu's hands are clean and her face is clean, while Gao Jiangting's bones are shocking.An Zeyi had never met Gao Jiangting, but he had seen Kang Xuezhu's hand.The hands are slender, round, delicate and smooth, the skin color is abnormally fair, and the veins on the hands are clearly visible, which is not at all like a man's hand.

As for why the hands of a person who holds a carving knife all day long are so beautiful, this An Ze knows, because Kang Xuezhu has to soak his hands with secret medicinal ointment many times a day!

In this regard, this is also where Anzeyi has a little bit of a snack: I have no maintenance for my hands other than washing my hands normally + exfoliating and applying hand cream. Why does it look more like the hands of a nobleman than Brother Kang’s? ?I also wash dishes, wash clothes and cook normally!

Is it my fault that the soft skeleton of the hand is thin and the skin is not calloused?

On the tenth day.

Liu Shu was very worried.

As a girl who died in a car accident in modern times, she was lucky enough to travel to the world of Jianwang III and become a Xiuxiu of Qixiufang, but it is also unfortunate that she remembers the plot of Jianwang III, but cannot remember her previous life. .

To be precise, she knew that she was a modern person in her previous life, and she knew that there were cars that ran on the ground and planes that flew in the sky, etc. She didn't remember her parents, relatives and friends, or the knowledge and memories she had learned since she was a child.

So she knew that Gao Jiangting would meet a scumbag pervert named Kang Xuezhu when her hands were intact, and after being ruined by him, she would become the "Qin Demon" in the game.

Even people in two lifetimes would be indignant when they hear such things, not to mention that the woman whose hands were destroyed is the senior sister who has always loved her meticulously in this life?

After hearing that Sushou Qingyan Kang Xuezhu would come, Liu Shu was in a bad mood, as if the red alarm had been sounded, she was on the alert all the time, and at the same time told Gao Jiangting every day about the scum stories of the well-dressed beasts and scum, It is imperative that her pure and kind senior sister can see through Kang Xuezhu's sinister intentions in the first place!

Kang Xuezhu: Ahh!

It was a sunny day, and there were many guests in Qixiufang.

But there are still many people, their attention is not on Gao Jiangting, but on the two people standing and watching on the other side.

One has a beautiful appearance, delicate and elegant, while the other has a face like a crown of jade and a clean body.

One has a noble temperament, gentle and quiet, while the other is calm and unrestrained, gentle and elegant.

The two standing together are simply pleasing to the eye.Coupled with the fact that they have a very high reputation in the eyes of those who know them, it is normal to attract attention.

In Liu Shu's eyes, this is...

#Which one is Kang Xuezhu#

#Look at whichever one looks like#

#Will it be the one who listens most carefully#

"The sound of nature." After the song, An Zeyi said with emotion: "It's no wonder that there is a name of 'boneless shock string'."

After looking at Gao Jiangting twice, Kang Xuezhu, who had been focusing on An Zeyi, felt that, first, he felt that An Zeyi's hands were more perfect and beautiful.Second, he probably understood what he was thinking.

He has An Zeyi in his heart, so even if he has never sculpted for him in the past, he can sculpt his appearance without too much thinking, so he will not want him to agree to other people's pursuit.

People can only think of people who are good to themselves, and hope that the other party will always be good to themselves, and only to themselves, so……………

He stretched out his hand and held An Zeyi's hand: "Ah Yi."

"Eh?"

"After returning to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, I'll carve a full-body portrait for you." He was extremely serious: "Then, let's be together, Yi."

Liu Shu's foot slipped, Kang Xuezhu, are you wronging Sister Ting and changing the paper against a blue boy?Scum.

An Zeyi: "... After listening to Master Gao's performance, is this what you think of?"

How did you get connected with confession and love, Big Brother Kang?

Could it be that my brain as a modern person cannot understand the thinking of the ancients?

On this day, An Zeyi was still a bit square.