It is said that falling in love can help escape

Tang Yu tapped a few strokes on the drawing paper, looked behind her casually, and after a while of silence, he said, "I saw a painting during the day today."

Lin Yu didn't intend to talk to him, but just sat stiffly, with heavy eyes and a strong sense of oppression.

Tang Yu pointed to the wall behind him, on which hung the painting that Shen Yizhou found during the day. The woman in the painting was wearing a long skirt and holding an oiled paper umbrella, and the background was bright red.

Lin Yu looked up at the painting, and when she touched the red, she trembled violently as if being stung by it.

"I guess it shouldn't have looked like this," Tang Yu put down the paintbrush, her voice was very soft, "This background doesn't match you at all. This painting was painted by Tang Yi, but he encountered something before he finished it." Accident."

Lin Yu stood up suddenly, and said sharply, "Shut up! You are not allowed to talk about him!"

"It's not just that this painting is not finished," Tang Yu continued as if he didn't hear her at all, "I'm afraid none of his paintings are finished. You are his model, and you like it so much." He must be looking forward to seeing his paintings. But you have waited for a long time, but you have not waited for a complete painting of his. This painting is called Spring Rain, and it is the painting he has put the most effort into. You are also very excited. I like this painting and want to see the finished product soon. But unexpectedly, on the day he was about to finish the painting, Liu Shan came to the door, cut off his hand, and forced him to continue to finish the painting, so This painting is what it looks like..."

The red background is blood, the blood that flowed from his broken arm.

Before Tang Yu finished speaking, Lin Yu came to him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck fiercely, with a crazy face: "Shut up! Shut up!! Shut up!!!"

"That day, you originally agreed to escape together," Tang Yu said intermittently, grabbing her wrist, "but Liu Shan knew about your plan...he killed her first. You, go and kill him again...all the villagers follow him, follow him to punish you..."

Tang Yu closed his eyes, breathing like a gossamer, only felt that the oxygen in his lungs was getting less and less, and the strength of his hand to resist Lin Yu was getting weaker, but he still didn't stop: "You want a A complete painting, such a big obsession, I just want to miss him and find a substitute... I won’t draw for you, I’m not Tang Yi, I’m Tang Yu!”

When he said the last sentence, he didn't know where a force came from, and he pushed Lin Yu away suddenly, and then he bent down and coughed violently, fresh air poured into his nose and nose, and he gasped heavily.

Lin Yu's mind was pierced, and she became angry from embarrassment. She looked around, picked up a handmade knife, and said insanely: "Why do you know this, how can you know so many things, you must die!"

"You want a substitute so much." Tang Yu straightened his body and took a deep breath. He looked at Lin Yu with a calm expression, "It doesn't matter even if you abandon the rightful master?"

Lin Yu was about to raise his knife to stab him, when he heard this, his body trembled violently.

Tang Yu didn't hide, and his breathing finally calmed down. He looked at her fixedly: "Have you ever thought about turning around? Even just once?"

People who do too many bad things are afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and they dare not even look around while walking.

But it's not that after becoming a ghost, you can do whatever you want and do whatever you want.

Ghosts also know what is right and what is wrong.

Ghosts can also have nightmares.

The knife in Lin Yu's hand slipped and fell to the ground, as if she realized something, she seemed to be stunned, and then she turned her head slowly.

A man in a white shirt stood quietly behind her. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face, exuding a gentle aura all over his body. His eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and his eyes were clear.

——That's Tang Yi.

Seeing him, Lin Yu froze for a few seconds, then backed away, covering her face with her hands, she wanted to find a place to hide, but she stepped on something in a panic and almost tripped , Tang Yi reached out and grabbed her.

But Lin Yu seemed to be frightened, and pushed him away vigorously: "You...you go away!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to cover her face, but she couldn't cover it no matter what, but the tears fell first.

This is the person she cared about, and she never stopped thinking about him. After his death, she turned the whole Guancun upside down, trying to find him, but later found out that he was dead, and unwillingly went to find his ghost She spent so many days and nights crying.

It was all her fault, if not for her, Tang Yi would not have died at all!Without her, Tang Yu would have left after painting, married a beautiful girl, had a lovely child, and lived a happy life.

She wants to find him, say sorry to him...

But no matter how hard he looked, he seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

At that time, she thought, maybe Tang Yi didn't want to see her at all, he must hate her to the core.

Tang Yi is right to think so, he should hate her... Later, more and more blood was stained on her hands, and all those who hurt her, and those who stood by, all died with the ultimate She died in a cruel way. At this time, she no longer expected to see Tang Yi.

He is so nice, like a warm sun, he shouldn't be with such a vicious woman who killed countless women.

Even looking at her made his eyes dirty.He should be gentle and bright, with the breeze and bright moon as his company, and what he sees are the most beautiful scenery in the world.

But no matter how I think about it, she is still very sad. Her life is really very sad. She can't get what she likes, and everything she doesn't like is forced to give her. At the end of her life, there is not even one thing worth remembering. nothing.......

In the first 18 years, she was carefree, lively and innocent. In the next three years, her life was dark, without a gleam of light. After her death, her world turned blood red.

All the strong emotions evaporated in the long, lonely time, as if everything was meaningless.

She didn't hate or blame herself. The only thing she regretted was meeting him.

But he is really warm, and he really wants people to get close... The creatures in the gutter are all struggling in the mud, trying their best to get a ray of sunlight, this is instinct.

If even this is wrong, she is willing to apologize, even if it costs everything.

She never expected his salvation, he only appeared in her life, making her believe that there is still something worth looking forward to in this world, that's enough, it's enough...

Lin Yu didn't know when it started, tears were streaming down her face, the tears fell like broken beads, she couldn't stop, she squatted on the ground, curled up in the corner, her voice came from between her fingers Time poured out: "I don't want to see you........I......"

Tang Yi squatted in front of her, his voice was very gentle: "I want to see you."

Lin Yu's emotions collapsed at this moment, and she couldn't control herself at all, from being depressed to crying loudly.

"Why do you cover your face?" Tang Yi slowly went to hold her hand, "You are beautiful, as I said, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

Lin Yu was crying until she couldn't breathe, big and big tears blurred her vision, she couldn't see the person in front of her at all, but she had never felt so relieved at this moment, she sobbed: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I was wrong, it's all my fault, Tang Yi, why was you the one who died, why..."

Tang Yi took out a tissue, wiped her tears, and hugged her into his arms very softly, as if he was afraid that she would be broken. He said slowly: "I have never regretted it."

Lin Yu grabbed his clothes tightly, his eyes were red, but tears were still falling: "But I regret it, I regret it."

"I know," Tang Yi patted her on the back lightly, "but the decision is all made by me, it has nothing to do with you, and I am happy in the end."

Lin Yu cried again. This time, she seemed to want to shed all the tears she had shed over the past 20 years, releasing all the suppressed emotions in her heart. The crying was extremely sad, as if she was about to cry blood Same.

Tang Yi patted her on the back and coaxed her softly.

Tang Yu stood aside, watching all this in silence.

The dream he had was not woven by Lin Yu, but by Tang Yi.

For so many years, Tang Yi has been trapped in the studio, and he was able to move freely not long ago, but soon he found that there were no living people in the whole village, only Lin Yu was left, so he followed her all the time , watching her walk alone with an umbrella, watching her walk over and over again in the places where they took pictures before, watching her sitting by the well at night and looking up at the moon, watching her go around the whole village but she just refuses to approach One step in the painting room.

But she never found him, never looked back once.

What's next?The person she wanted to see was gone, and she had no reason to turn back. She had to get used to loneliness and everything she had caused by herself.

Tang Yi knew what she was thinking.

When Tang Yu came to the studio before, Xu Rou told Shen Yizhou Hualuo to leave temporarily. In those ten minutes, Tang Yi came directly to Tang Yu, woke him up, and told him everything.

That's why Tang Yu insisted on coming to the painting room.

After Lin Yu cried for a while, she finally got tired of crying, so Tang Yi picked her up and put her on the sofa.

"Thank you," Tang Yi looked at Tang Yu, "Thank you for being willing to bring her here."

Tang Yu: "It's nothing, Lin Yu also helped me release Shen Yizhou, I should thank her."

Tang Yi looked at Tang Yu and smiled: "The ghosts here say that I am very similar to you."

Tang Yu also smiled: "Really."

It's just that two people have the same surname, and he doesn't actually feel that they are similar.

"I don't think so," Tang Yi walked in front of him, and the two of them stared at each other silently for a few seconds, then Tang Yi reached out and patted his shoulder, "I wish you good luck."

Tang Yu froze for a moment, always feeling that Tang Yi seemed to know something, and his words had a hint of meaning: "...Thank you."

Tang Yi looked at him and said thoughtfully, "Do you know what three colors mean?"

Sanse is an organization founded by Shen Yizhou, but Tang Yu has never had a chance to seriously ask him why he chose this name. Thinking of this, he shook his head: "I don't know."

"Three colors mean the three primary colors," Tang Yi smiled, but his expression was intriguing. "The three primary colors are red, green and blue. These three colors can be combined into any color in the world. It's amazing, isn't it?"

Tang Yu was in a daze for a moment, thought seriously for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"Red, green and blue are indispensable for any color in the world," Tang Yi looked into his eyes, "You can't lack any of these colors. This is a very important thing, and I hope you can remember it."

Tang Yu froze for a moment, only feeling cold in breathing.

"Even if it's missing, just find it," Tang Yi continued, "There are infinite possibilities only when the three colors are together. If it becomes black, there is no turning back."

Tang Yu couldn't help asking: "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you understand, that's what it means," Tang Yi blinked at him, "I'm just a painter, and what I'm explaining to you is the simplest principle of color matching."

Tang Yu frowned: "Do you know something? Do you know who Kao is? Can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yi reached out and touched his forehead. Tang Yu only saw a dazzling white light, and immediately lost consciousness.