I was dedicated by the female lead to the male lead

Xia Qianbai spoke very slowly and choked up several times in the middle.After listening, even Xia Xiaomu's mood became heavy.

The first time the two met was in the desert in the painting - Crescent Lake in Mingsha Mountain in Dunhuang.Xia Qianbai travels alone, while Xie Wen has a group of traveling companions.

At first, Xie Wen was probably curious about the tall, thin, long-haired man standing in the desert painting, so she walked over, but after seeing his paintings, she was immediately overwhelmed by his works.

Not only did she take the initiative to chat with Xia Qianbai, she also invited him to join her brigade several times, but Xia Qianbai shook his head every time and refused.

Faced with such a silent and introverted man, Xie Wen became more and more interested, asking him which school he graduated from, whether he joined the art association, and whether he wanted to see the art exhibition.

He even laughed and said, "Come with me, and within three months, I will make your name resound throughout the art world."

Xia Qianbai still rejected her, but did not avoid her either.That was the first time he didn't reject people who approached him.

Xie Wen said that she wanted to see him draw, so Xia Qianbai showed her.The vast desert, the red sunset on the Gobi Desert, and the herd of yellow sheep on the dry mountain are all shown to Xie Wen in the desert scenery in his own pen.

Hearing Xie Wen's admiration for his works, Xia Qianbai felt that the gloomy life had meaning.

A few days later, Xie Wen and the others were going to the grassland and asked Xia Qianbai if they wanted to go together.Xia Qianbai drove behind them silently.

Xie Wen's brigade group sang songs on the grassland. When they camped around the bonfire, Xia Qianbai sat in front of his tent and watched from a distance.

There is a girl who is as dazzling as the sun, an existence that I will never be able to climb.

Xie Wen came again to invite him to enter the yurt together, but he refused again, but for the first time he mustered up the courage to ask her: "Can you... stay for a while."

After a night.

Xia Qianbai still doesn't like to talk, he doesn't make promises, he doesn't even introduce himself, communicate more deeply, and he doesn't accept Xie Wen's suggestions for exhibiting works.

He just silently followed behind their brigade, watching Xie Wen from afar.

In all the questions asked, got no answers.After all the suggestions were rejected, Xie Wen's enthusiasm faded and she gradually became disappointed.

She decided to regard the incident between the two of them that night as an impulsive, young past.She just didn't expect that at the end of the more than one month trip, she found out that she was pregnant.

After hearing the news, Xia Qianbai could no longer remain silent, he grabbed Xie Wen like crazy, and even knelt on the ground begging her.

Begged her to leave the child with him.

When Xia Qianbai said this, he stopped.A big man held back his tears and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Xia Xiaomu could tell that Xia Qianbai loved Xie Wen very much.

But his mental illness caused him a deep inferiority complex, as if engraved in his flesh and blood, so that he did not dare to have any excessive delusions.I even felt that standing beside Xie Wen would block her sunshine.

He said that he wants to keep the child, because for him, it is the only witness of good memories that he has experienced in his life.

He wanted to give all the love he dared not express to this child.

But for Xie Wen, after experiencing the pain of being pregnant in October and giving birth, she also faced the cruelty of separation from mother and child when the child was taken away by Xia Qianbai.

This is a huge sacrifice for a young girl.

Xie Wen should have loved Xia Qianbai at the beginning, otherwise, how could she be willing to give birth to a child at the request of a man, and then watch with her own eyes the flesh and blood of her [-]-month pregnant being carried away.

Xia Qianbai's voice gradually trembled: "That day, she asked me for the last time if she wanted to go with her. However, I am not worthy of her, and I am not qualified to be with her... I will take you from her arms and leave to the hospital..."

"She must hate me to death, and you will hate me too. It's been almost 20 years. You have lived a hard life with me. If I hadn't taken you away... But I was too selfish, I hurt you You... sorry..."

"I'm sorry, Mu Mu, you could have had a good life, you came from a good family background, and you managed to get ahead effortlessly..."

Xia Qianbai covered his face, tears flowed from his fingers, and his body was trembling forbearance.

Xia Xiaomu supported his shoulder: "Dad, don't talk about it, it's all over, and we're doing fine now, aren't we?"

"Professor Xie...shouldn't hate you, and I won't hate you."

Not long ago, he also felt that he was not worthy of Lu Jinghan, that's why he flinched in front of Xie Weiwan, but he was able to walk out and face him head-on.It's because he has self-confidence and believes that he will be worthy of Lu Jinghan one day.

And Xia Qianbai has no self-confidence, he has a mental illness, and is more sensitive and inferior than ordinary people, so he shrinks back again and again in front of Xie Wen.

It's just that his retreat hurt and failed Xie Wen's sincerity even more.Among them, Xie Wen is also the saddest person.

Xia Xiaomu looked at the painting on the drawing board. In the heavy dark clouds, there was a work of inferiority, self-blame, and repentance mixed with all negative emotions.

He picked up Xia Qianbai's palette and extruded white, red, and orange oil paints, took out a fan-shaped brush to slightly adjust the color, and then painted them on the canvas.

"Dad, don't say that about yourself. You have abilities and talents that ordinary people can't match. Even people like Zhou Tingsheng will use your works to pretend to be his. Just like the art exhibition a few days ago, as long as you have a chance, you will To be outstanding, all you need is the courage to step out.”

Xia Xiaomu painted while talking, the brush in his hand was light and flexible, in a blink of an eye, the lead-colored sky around the canvas was diluted with white, and the surrounding area faintly showed soft orange sunlight, a touch of red.

Just like the dark clouds are fleeting, the sky will be clear soon.

Xia Qianbai stared blankly at Xia Xiaomu, after a few strokes, he changed his work into a completely different scene.

"Mu Mu..."

Xia Xiaomu stopped brushing: "Dad, although the background cannot be changed, the opportunities are equal. Moreover, I hope you can come out and face the world. I believe that Professor Xie is also waiting for you to have the courage to come out."

~~~

On the night of eating together, Xie Wen casually asked Xia Xiaomu to prepare some works and take him to some international art exhibitions in the future.

A few days later, Xia Xiaomu received the detailed information of the art exhibition from Xie Wen---European art tour, which will be in mid-February.

Xia Xiaomu was stunned.

He instantly recalled what he said to Xia Qianbai yesterday: Opportunities are equal.

This kind of opportunity is simply not available to ordinary people.

European art tours have a long history.It used to be an art festival held every four years in European countries. Each exhibition lasted for three months, and the exhibited works will be exhibited in European national art galleries.

Those who can participate in the exhibition are all famous artists. Over time, this art festival has attracted the attention of people in the art circles all over the world.

Now it has already become one of the most authoritative art exhibitions in the world.If you can exhibit your works in this art exhibition, your name will be spread in the international art circle in an instant.

The phone rang.

Ning Ning: "Mumu, what about the gift I gave by mistake, when will you bring it to school? By the way, you haven't opened it yet."

Xia Xiaomu: ...

He said guiltily, "lost, lost."

Ning Ning was silent for a while, and then laughed twice: "...Is it useful? Does the male god like it?"

Xia Xiaomu covered her face: "Why did you give Mr. Zhao that thing? I'm not afraid that he might misunderstand."

"Tsk tsk, I haven't given this yet, let you and the male god enjoy it first. I will give you something else next time, hehe."

Xia Xiaomu: "..."

Ning Ning's tone became formal: "I've got some news for you. Our zeromark band has set up its own studio, hired a professional manager, and will officially debut from now on."

Xia Xiaomu was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Congratulations to Ningning, Ah Fei, the fat man has stepped into the stardom, I wish zero a big hit, and the record sells well. Do you need my help? Just ask."

Ning Ning smiled and said: "At the beginning, we can only rely on performances everywhere to promote and slowly accumulate famous fans. By the way, we will have our first public performance in early March, and there will be insufficient manpower at that time. You have to come and help."

Just as Xia Xiaomu wanted to agree, she thought about the art exhibition again: "It's too unfortunate that I will go to a European art exhibition with Professor Xie in February, and I will be back in three months."

They are all students of the art department and know these things very well.

Ning Ning immediately screamed: "Is it the legendary European art exhibition every four years! Oh my god, Mumu, when you come back to City S in three months, it's not covered in a layer of gold glitter, but covered in glitter." Sparkling diamonds!"

"This is an opportunity that even the dream of doing art can't get. Did Professor Xie recommend it? She treats you so well, she is your destiny."

Thinking of Xia Qianbai and Xie Wen's past, Xia Xiaomu sighed in her heart, and said to Ningning: "I want to thank Professor Xie, and spend this life honoring her."

"Filial piety? Did she accept you as an apprentice?" Ning Ning asked with a smile, then thought: "That's right, otherwise how could I have won such a good chance to become famous with you."

Xia Xiaomu smiled dryly: "Forget it, right."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiaomu was full of strength.

Ning Ning and the others set up their own studio and officially debuted.Brother Jing Han's road to power in the Lu family is getting smoother and smoother, Xia Qianbai began to receive treatment from a psychiatrist.

That's great, the relatives and friends around me are all developing in a good direction.You have to work hard yourself, don't let them down.

He had a simple breakfast, and then went to Xie Wen's house next door to get materials for the art exhibition and discuss the works on display.

~~~

Xie Wen, who was sitting in the studio, heard the doorbell ring, immediately put down the paintbrush in her hand and ran outside, and told the aunt at home by the way: "Take out the grapefruit tea first."

When I opened the door, the smile on my face froze for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Wanwan, are you here so early?"

"Good morning, aunt, didn't I disturb your rest?"

Xie Weiwan stood outside the door, holding the lunch box and handing it to Xie Wen: "My mother baked chestnut pancakes in the morning. I know you like them, so I specially brought you some."

Xie Wen: "Hey, you child, if I want to eat, I go by myself, and I asked you to come here, what a bother."

Xie Weiwan took off the drawing board on her back, and smiled unconsciously: "No trouble, no trouble, mainly I want to ask my aunt a few questions. Do you have time today?"

Xie Wen held the lunch box and led her into the room: "It happens that I have a rest today, let's go, let's go to the studio first."

In the studio, Xie Weiwan saw an English document on the desk at a glance.

--It's about the European art tour!

Xie Weiwan secretly jumped up in her heart.

It is an international art festival held every four years, and after a round of touring exhibitions, it will immediately become famous internationally.She has looked forward to this opportunity since she was in high school.

She knew that Xie Wen had always been very prestigious in the European art world, so Xie Wen could not only participate in such an art exhibition, but also be recommended a place.

My aunt did not accept apprentices, so who else would she recommend besides herself.

She set up the drawing board, showed Xie Wen the drawn works, and listened to Xie Wen's guidance and suggestions intently.

But after a while, she saw that Xie Wen didn't even say that she would take her to participate in the road show.

She finally couldn't hold back anymore, she pointed to the information on the table and asked: "Grandma, is this the material of the European art tour? It only happens once every four years, wow, it seems to go to see the works of internationally renowned artists like my aunt .”

Xie Wen smiled and said: "Okay, how about it, you can come and find me when you arrive at London Station. It will be more convenient to eat and live at my home in London."

???

Just show her around?

Isn't it recommended that she participate in the exhibition?

Xie Weiwan's full of expectations were extinguished in half in an instant: Aunt, don't you plan to take yourself there?

Xie Weiwan didn't give up, and continued to hint: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I disappointed you in the last art exhibition, and "Under the Moon" didn't sell. You have guided me for so long, and I have failed you."

"No, don't think so. You paint for art, not for selling money. The works of our Xie family have never been for selling."

Xie Weiwan nodded in a taught way: "Yes, I listen to my aunt, and we must let our Xie family continue to pass on the name."

Xie Wen smiled and patted her: "Don't worry, you are already great, and you are still young, keep drawing. There will be opportunities in the future."

Opportunity, isn't there one right in front of you?

Xie Weiwan glanced sideways at the information on the table, thinking to herself, she must get it!

She said, "Auntie, I..."

With a "ding dong", the doorbell rang.

Xie Wen immediately jumped up from the chair, with a happy expression on her face: "Wanwan wait for me first."