The autumn wind blows slowly, bringing in bursts of fragrance from the garden, and the curtains sway with the wind, casual and unrestrained.
The angel Qu Yasong enjoyed the breeze, and heard the sound of Bailixin's pen rubbing against the drawing paper. The world seemed to be asleep, and it was extremely quiet and peaceful.
Qu Yasong couldn't help closing his eyes, his whole body and mind relaxed, even his own breathing was in a mess.
After a while, the boy took the pen away.
Qu Yasong heard the sound of the boy blowing gently on the painting, smiled knowingly, and slowly opened his eyes.
He saw the beginning of the boy's painting just now, and he was mentally prepared, but when he saw the boy's complete painting, the astonishment still hit his heart.
The teenager drew a ballet dancer in the process of dancing.
She stretched her hands naturally, raising one hand and stretching the other flat. Her slender arms were like two beautiful ribbons, boneless and soft. Her legs were slender and straight, one foot touched the ground, and the other leg was raised back high, making a dancing and soaring movement. The woman looked comfortable, smiling, looking straight ahead, as proud and confident as if she was really a beautiful swan.
There is not too much color decoration in the whole picture. The dancer is wearing a gray feather dance costume, and the whole painting is also gray, only the pair of dancing shoes are highlighted by the boy with red paint.
This red embellishment instantly attracted Qu Yasong's attention to the back of the ballet dancer's shoes. At first he thought it was just a pair of red dancing shoes, but when he took a closer look, he found that they were actually a pair of white dancing shoes stained red with blood.
Looking at the painting, Qu Yasong was easily aroused emotionally. He could feel the confidence and arrogance of the ballet dancer from the woman's expression, and he could also feel the woman's persistence and forbearance from the pair of red dancing shoes.
The perfect display of the ballet dancer's face and body comes from continuous dancing practice, so even the feet are worn out. But no matter how much blood flowed from her feet, she still danced, maintaining her dignity with a smile and flawless dancing posture. This is a dancer's own dignity that cannot be shaken by others.
Qu Yasong covered her beating chest, deeply moved by this painting.
The proportions of the boy's whole painting are also well controlled. Generally, when learning to paint, one starts with sketching, and then the color matching and the display of artistic conception.
But just now, he just told the boy the things to pay attention to and the origin of painting, and he can draw such a work, which is simply a genius! True genius!
Qu Yasong's breathing quickened, with admiration in his eyes, he said excitedly: "Xiaoqing, is this really the first time you learn to paint? Have you ever learned painting from your brother before?" The strength shown by the young man is beyond the reach of many painters. A height that cannot be reached in a lifetime.
Bai Lixin tilted his head, and said without hesitation: "No, I am too active. Unlike my brother Xijing, if I let me sit quietly in front of the drawing board like I did just now, it would kill me Still uncomfortable."
"Xiao Qing, you are such a genius." Qu Yasong couldn't help but pull Bai Lixin's hand in front of him. He looked at the pair of slender and powerful hands, and couldn't put it down and said, "I'm afraid you don't even realize how wonderful the paintings created from your hands will be. Xiaoqing, you will be a new star in the painting world. "
Bai Lixin smiled, and withdrew his hand without a trace: "I will not enter the painting circle, I only learn painting to understand the sea of clouds better. My dream is to dance, and I want to become a world-class dancer." By."
When Qu Yasong heard this, the ecstasy in his eyes gradually cooled down. He looked at Baili Xin's just finished work, and then at the young man's determined expression, and said regretfully, "In that case, I respect your choice."
He doesn't want to force the young man, even if the young man is a painting genius, but if the young man doesn't like it, then these talents are just a burden to him.
Hearing that Qu Yasong didn't force him, Bai Lixin was delighted. Although the angel Qu Yasong had a crazy obsession with painting, even so, he never thought of forcing himself. Sure enough, Qu Yasong's favorite is I am Baili Xin, I am not a painting!
It was getting late, and Baili Xin had to go to class the next day, so he couldn't stay in the studio for a long time. So the two of them went back to their rooms to rest one after another with regrets in their hearts but they couldn't express it on their faces.
From that day on, Bai Lixin developed the habit of going to the studio to find Qu Yasong after school. Later, the two went to and from school together by car, and the angel Qu Yasong never mentioned the words of letting Bai Lixin go back to Su's house.
Time flies, fleeting. The two felt that in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed, and it was time for Baili Xin to remove the plaster.
Today happened to be the time when the demon Qu Yasong was occupying his body. When he heard that Baili Xin was going to remove the plaster cast, he picked him up without saying a word, got into the RV, and accompanied him to the hospital.
Bai Lixin was very happy in the car. He kept pulling the sleeve of the demon Qu Yasong, and said with a smile that after his leg was unbandaged, he could do break dance, street dance, even folk dance and tap. no problem.
Qu Yasong felt the smile emanating from the young man, and he felt warm all over himself.
The demon Qu Yasong squinted his eyes, unobtrusively touched the boy's thin waist when the boy pulled his sleeve. After touching it for a while, the demon Qu Yasong's face froze, he casually covered his indescribable lower abdomen with his legs, and continued to smile nonchalantly and listen to the boy looking forward to the future.
The RV drove slowly on the asphalt road, the demon Qu Yasong took two deep breaths, and pressed his legs even tighter.
At the gate of the hospital, the moment the RV stopped, Bai Lixin let go of Qu Yasong's arm, and got out of the car with a cane like a bird.
Qu Yasong smiled awkwardly, "You go in and wait for me, I'll be there right away after a call."
Bai Lixin nodded, turned around and walked to the hospital.
The moment he turned around, Bai Lixin glanced at the man's thigh indiscriminately, and laughed in his heart, "Sexy, this can be in heat, hum."
Humming in his heart, he leaned on a cane and walked towards the hospital leisurely.
The voice of s419m sounded in his heart: [Master, do you want to use the plane points to repair the leg disease now? ]
Bai Lixin snorted twice, and replied: "Don't, it's not the time yet, since it's broken, let it break first." ]
[Okay, Master Host, everything follows your instructions. ] s419m finished answering, paused for a moment and said, [Master host, I have one more thing to tell you. ]
At this time, Bai Lixin had already walked to the door of the hospital. As soon as he stood at the door, the electronic sensor door opened. Bai Lixin walked inside and said: [You say. ]
[I can feel the soul fragments of Lord God fluctuate. ]
Bai Lixin's raised foot paused slightly, then fell down naturally: [Did you feel it? Isn't the soul fragment of the main god wrapped in an enchantment? How do you feel it? ]
[There is a crack in the barrier, and I don't know the reason yet, but I secretly scanned Qu Yasong's soul, and found that a slight breath of the main god's soul leaked from both of his souls. It seems that your previous guess, Mr. Host, is correct. The two souls of Mr. Qu Yasong are the soul fragments of the main god. Not only that, I also scanned that these two souls are slowly merging into one. ]
Baili Xin paused, [Fusion? ]
[Actually, although Master Qu Yasong has two souls in his body, they are both the souls of Lord God after all. They are originally one, and fusion is a matter of course. But because the attributes of these two soul fragments happened to be mutually exclusive, when we first came, these two souls were incompatible. They are like two parallel lines that never meet. But with your contact, these two souls began to fuse, but their fusion speed is too slow, I think if it is you, the host, you will definitely be able to fuse these two souls into one soul. ]
[Then what about the memory that merged into one post-Qu Yasong? ] Bai Lixin asked in his heart, [And how do I make them merge? ]
s419m replied: [Accordingly, it should be memory sharing, but the soul of the Lord God is something that me and other mortals can figure out. What is going on will not be known until it is fused. As for how to integrate, I can only tell you my observation and guess. At that time, the first fusion of these two souls was on the night of having sex with you, and the second further fusion was after learning that Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo were having an affair. I think maybe the reason why they merge is because they have a common perception point, either they are very fond of something or people, or they have a strong dislike for something or people. ]
Bai Lixin rolled his eyes, the previous sentence was as if he hadn't said it. It's like asking a weather expert "Whether this year is a cold winter or a warm winter", and it makes sense for the expert to say "Whether this year is a cold winter or a warm winter, we won't know until this year has passed".
But he still listened to the second half of s419m's words. He thought about the leg that was about to have a plaster cast removed, and then thought about Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo who were far away in another country, so he made up his mind. Since you are so happy abroad, why don't you contribute to our family, Qu Yasong.
When Bai Lixin was still thinking about how to arouse the common senses of the demon Qu Yasong and the angel Qu Yasong, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink. He turned his head and looked beside him, and it was Qu Yasong.
Qu Yasong just changed his jacket in the car, he took off his black suit jacket and changed into a light windbreaker. The windbreaker just covered Qu Yasong's lower abdomen, Bai Lixin glanced at the corner of his eyes, and only vaguely saw a slight bulge there, but it was not obvious.
Bai Lixin held back his laughter, and quickly turned his head away from looking at him.
Qu Yasong didn't suspect him, so he took Bai Lixin and went to the doctor.
Because the time had already been set at the time of appointment, Baili Xin happened to be his turn when he came, so he didn't wait.
It is not troublesome to remove the plaster. The doctor carefully cut an opening with a plaster knife, cut the plaster in half along the incision, and then carefully removed the plaster. Bai Lixin tried to move his ankle, but he didn't feel any pain. It seemed that he was recovering well.
He smiled, carefully helped the bed to stand up slowly, and took a tentative step forward.
But when he left, his entire expression changed.
Bai Lixin's face changed drastically, and he took a few steps forward, staggering, almost falling to the ground. He leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, looking at his feet in disbelief.
Seeing this, Qu Yasong was furious. He walked up to Baili Xin in two steps at a time, hugged Bai Lixin tightly into his arms, and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?!"
The doctor's hair stood on end immediately, and he replied tremblingly: "He, the sole of his left foot was deformed after he broke his leg. Although we performed the operation in time, there were still sequelae and it was not completely repaired. This, this time I have already told his family."
Bai Lixin buried his head in Qu Yasong's arms, and shouted in despair, "Doctor, do you mean that I will be crippled in the future?" Then he retracted his whole head into Qu Yasong's arms. He was trembling all over, trying to suppress a smile, Emma, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
Qu Yasong gave the doctor a cold look, "His family? What family?"
"A brother who looks exactly like him, and a man who came with him." The doctor was frightened by Qu Yasong, so he quickly replied, knowing everything without saying anything.
Anger rose in Qu Yasong's heart, Su Ruo, Zhao Yunhai, you all knew from the beginning that Su Qing's leg was not going to heal, but you still threw him here to enjoy yourself so freely.
If I hadn't been taking care of the boy during this period of time, wouldn't the boy be the only one who came to remove the plaster cast? If he had to bear this kind of result alone, how desperate would he be in the face of this blow, depending on how much he loves dancing? !