Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Chapter 47 Selling Paintings

When Jiang Zhixu returned to the ward, Song Enyu was looking at the dead trees and the gloomy sky outside the window, still thinking about the unhappiness between the two of them last night.

Jiang Zhixu hadn't slept all night, his vision was a little blurry at this moment, he walked over to tuck the quilt for him, then sat down, and said slowly: "The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is my mother's death day, I never miss it."

Song Enyu's dull eyes suddenly shrank, and he sat up enduring the pain.He couldn't feel any emotion from Jiang Zhixu's tone, but he knew the forbearance in his heart when he said this.

"I didn't tell you that I didn't intend to hide it. I don't want to mention it. Because it means that you will have a glimpse of my unspeakable past and unbearable life." Jiang Zhixu stated slowly.

He was sitting in front of Song Enyu's hospital bed, dissecting his past to him.His life was born from the chaos under the laboratory microscope and fell into the abyss of confusion.It took 28 years to climb to see my own light.

Song Enyu didn't understand, he was by his side, which was already the greatest comfort, and he didn't need to show his sadness or weakness by himself.

"So, Mr. Chen told me that day, someone developed a treatment method to reduce the genetic rate of Fan syndrome more than 30 years ago, and it was your father who developed it?" Song Enyu asked Jiang Zhixu while holding Jiang Zhixu's hand.

"Yes, he has observed me like a test object for so many years, and his only concern for me is that he is afraid of making any mistakes in his research." Jiang Zhixu asked with a wry smile, "Do you think it's scary? But I'm just like this I have lived under the haze of so many years. Jiang Wenzou will not agree with us being together, and you may be targeted by him in the future. Even the photo incident that caused us to separate was his masterpiece, Xiaoyu..."

Song Enyu interrupted him: "I'm not afraid. It doesn't matter whether you came to this world by accident, or you were born after being genetically modified. You are just Jiang Zhixu, and you don't belong to anyone's research and experiment. If you have to give you an affiliation Quan, you belong to me alone." He smiled at him, brimming with unwavering love.

In this way, love gathers all misfortunes and puts them into the net to annihilate them one by one.

The hospital where Song Enyu lived happened to be the place where Qi Wuyang practiced. He received a call from Jiang Zhixu last night and was worried. Now that he knew that he had been hospitalized, he came to see Song Enyu before he had time to go to his department to sign in.

Song Enyu urged Jiang Zhixu to go back and rest. With Qi Wuyang by his side, there was no need to worry.

After Jiang Zhixu left, Song Enyu still missed Wen Xuan and Liangliang.Knowing that Liangliang has gone to school, the local government has stepped in to order his parents to bring him up. Wen Xuan's parents have also been found and met in prison to recognize their relatives.Everything is going in a good direction.

Song Enyu was not very pleased after hearing these words.Qi Wuyang also said that in a few days Wen Xuan's parents would apply for personal insurance, and the 1 yuan security deposit would be refunded, and then it would be refunded directly to Song Enyu's card.

Song Enyu nodded, thinking in his heart that the paintings he had in the Yanzhi Club can also be taken back.

Before telling everyone, he took several of his treasured works to the exhibition, hoping that "someone" could buy them after they found them. He planned to use the money to help Wen Xuan and Liang Liang.There is no need to sell it anymore.

Song Enyu stayed for three days and was discharged from the hospital.Jiang Zhixu returned home with someone on his back, and when he opened the door, he still unconsciously remembered the quarrel between the two that night.He asked curiously: "Besides the anniversary of your mother's death, you must have encountered other things, otherwise you wouldn't have such an attitude."

Jiang Zhixu didn't hide anything either, and told him about meeting Jiang Wenzou when he went to sweep the grave that day.Except for that sentence, every word is correct.Sensing Song Enyu's low pressure, Jiang Zhixu hugged him on the sofa and comforted him with a smile: "I know what you are thinking, you always feel that you want the support or understanding of your relatives. But for Jiang Wenzou, he doesn't like it. It is a good thing for you not to support us, which means that you are of no research value to him. He will not try to get your idea."

Song Enyu shook his head: "Not only him, but also my relatives, my sister, she doesn't know about our affairs, if she knows, maybe it will be another bloody storm."

Song Enyu hardly mentioned Jiang Zhixu to Song Enxue.But that doesn't mean she never knows and has to face it.But two men go together to face the "trial" of their relatives, which is another test.

This spring has ulterior motives, this is the first spring for the two of them.Waking up every day, Song Enyu not only looked at Jiang Zhixu who was sleeping in his arms, but also got up to see the depression turning into green outside the window.Fengyue came to Song Enyu's heart with spring in his mouth.Everything became clearer to him.

Kaian doesn't have much to do lately.However, Song Enyu was getting more and more busy, even a little bit overloaded, and he often collapsed at his work station. He had never been so tired since preparing for the pathology exam at the end of the first stage.

He suddenly wanted to end this kind of life and go abroad for training.In this way, Yanzhi Guild's painting was put on hold for another two months.

It was a Friday in mid-April, and Song Enyu had just got off the operating table. The staff of the Yanzhi Club called and said that three of his works had been pre-shot, and he wanted to go over and sign a letter of intent. Would you like to trade?

Song Enyu leaned all over the seat motionless, closed his eyes and replied wearily: "It's not for sale, tell the buyer, thank him."

The other party responded politely: "Okay, then after we register here, you can take the work away when you have time."

The high tension in the operating room left his mind blank. He put down his sore arms, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.It wasn't until Jiang Zhixu got off work that he couldn't wait for anyone, so he called and woke him up.

Song Enyu almost walked out of the hospital with his eyes closed, but fortunately he was familiar with the route to and from get off work.This is the first time this week I leave work on time.

The dusk is drenched by spring rain, which is the most romantic hour in the most romantic season.But Song Enyu was only exhausted. Seeing him like this, Jiang Zhixu walked over with an umbrella and picked him up.Song Enyu held up the umbrella for the two of them, leaned on Jiang Zhixu's broad back, and muttered, "I'm exhausted."

The two walked in the rain like this, and Jiang Zhixu said distressedly: "Come to Kai'an, I will pay you even if you sleep every day."

Song Enyu closed his eyes, and tightened his arms around Jiang Zhixu's neck: "Don't tell me, I really have this idea now. What position do you plan to arrange for me?"

Jiang Zhixu replied: "I have to carry it on my back when I walk, how dare I arrange a job for you, just warm my bed every day." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Enyu's two sharp tiger teeth bit his right neck.

Jiang Zhixu frowned with a smile, smelling the fragrance from Song Enyu's shirt collar, mixed with the fragrance of wet grass in the rain, it was very intoxicating.Jiang Zhixu leaned his head and kissed that soft spot in the thin rain curtain.

Song Enyu's fatigue and haste for a week was dissolved by this kiss.The sweetness he tasted here has become the eaves for his soul to hide from the rain.

In his life, Song Enyu has only relied on two things mentally, the refreshing coffee before preparing for the exam, and Jiang Zhixu's sweet kisses that heal people and heart.

Such a beautiful moment, even if it is only a short moment, will satisfy him.

After the two parted, Song Enyu kissed him on the ear again reluctantly, and said with a smile: "In "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", my favorite line is 'Yun Ze pulls out hairpins and buys wine, calmly, beautiful days, Don't let it go lightly.'" Then leaned on his shoulder obediently, "Yunniang has seen too many beautiful scenery with Shen Fu, Fengyue Begonia, the world of idle lovers, but my beautiful scenery is only you."

When Jiang Zhixu heard it was "knowledge blind spot", he said with a smile: "It seems that I have another book in my book list."

The beautiful scenery on a good day, don't let it go lightly.This is probably Jiang Zhixu's confidence!

On Saturday the next day, Song Enyu slept until noon before getting up.Jiang Zhixu's bibimbap was always warm on the stove. Song Enyu woke up and finished washing up and started lunch alone. After two bites, he felt bored, so he made a video call to Jiang Zhixu, insisting that he eat with him.

Jiang Zhixu had no choice but to stand aside with his mobile phone, listening to the voice of "eating and broadcasting", while flipping through the files.He can do whatever he wants.

After Song Enyu finished eating, he tidied himself up contentedly, and seized the leisure of the afternoon to pick up his own works.

In other words, it is the largest art exhibition hall in Shanghai. Some works of famous artists are only collected for a limited period of time, and some, like Song Enyu, are exhibited and sold, and they get [-]% of the profits.

When Song Enyu went to pick up his work, the staff specially reminded: "The other party's bid is very high, we suggest you think carefully about it."

Song Enyu first watched the recently exhibited works of famous artists for a while, and the staff kept whispering behind him.When he walked to the showroom of his works, Song Enyu asked curiously, "Which three of my four works does the other party want to buy?"

The staff pointed to the three works hanging on the right wall: "These are the three works. It's not that the other party doesn't want to buy the "Bride of the Castle", but it's too precious. I hope to discuss the price with you."

Song Enyu turned back to look at the "Bride of the Castle" hanging on a separate exhibition wall.It was indeed his most proud work in these years. If he hadn't made up his mind to help Wen Xuan and Liangliang get over the difficulties, he would not have been willing to sell it.

Song Enyu asked curiously: "Did he say the reason? Is the reason why he wanted to meet me just because of this painting?"

The staff recalled that when the other party came to visit that day, he stood in front of the painting for half an hour, and finally said: "Free captives, independent believers, silent saints."

Song Enyu's eyes widened suddenly. The theme he wanted to express in his work was so obscure and subtle, but the other party could sum it up in one word so accurately.

In the painting, a woman in a wedding dress stands in front of a huge castle and looks up.The overall painting style imitates the style of European medieval classicism. The castle and women are extremely solemn, and the colors are simple. The main color of the whole painting is only white.White wedding dress, white crown, white castle.

Song Enyu nodded and said, "I don't want to sell these paintings, but I really want to meet the people who buy them."

Seeing that the final persuasion was ineffective, the staff had to take off all the paintings and arrange a special car to send them back to Song Enyu's residence.

Song Enyu wanted to go home after leaving Yanzhi, he was really clingy recently, Jiang Zhixu joked that maybe it was because spring was here.

Song Enyu stood in front of the stop sign and waited for the bus. It was still drizzling. Song Enyu enjoyed the moment very much. It seemed that this was life. The figure who was tossing in and out of the ward and operating room was another dream and survival. A struggling young man, he has the same name and surname as himself.

He still remembers complaining to Jiang Zhixu on the way home yesterday about how hard it is for the young people in China from birth to now. They were taught to be good children, pressed on cramped desks, and drowned in monotonous grades. It was hard work. When it’s time to enjoy freedom, you have to set another stage of shackles, find a job, get married, have children, and when you pass the test points to have enough right to speak, you become the most hated parent back then, teach yourself Be a good child, and press him on the cramped desk, and so on.

Jiang Zhixu smiled and said, "When I told you about this problem four years ago, you must have blamed me for looking down on college students in China. Now that you are about to graduate from university, you can see these problems too."

Song Enyu defended: "Nevertheless, I still don't regret the days and nights when I buried myself in the sea of ​​questions. It was not as difficult, nor is it what I am now. The national model is like this, and I can't help it. You say I Whether I was brainwashed or assimilated, I have no power to change, only sorrow."

Song Enyu listened to the music with headphones on, and when he thought of these words, a kind of sadness would still well up from the bottom of his heart.Just as he was melancholy, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and a car galloped towards him. Song Enyu looked at the puddle in front of him, thinking how the other party would slow down, so he didn't back down, and continued to stand and wait for the bus.

But who knew that this car not only didn't slow down, but stepped on the accelerator and flew over the puddle in front of Song Enyu's eyes. The muddy water splashed all over his body, and even his hair was dripping with muddy water.Song Enyu closed his eyes, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.I also wore a white shirt today.

The "caused" vehicle did not leave, but backed up, and stopped in front of Song Enyu, shaking down the window.Song Enyu looked at it with eyes full of anger and wanted to burn people to ashes, and was stunned again.

Qin Hongfei took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "Get in the car!"

Song Enyu knew that he was Jiang Zhixu's friend, so he didn't intend to offend him because of this "little matter", so he curled his lips against the anger in his heart and said, "No need, the bus will be here soon."

Qin Hongfei straightened his body and opened the passenger door for him: "Didn't you say you wanted to meet someone who wanted to buy paintings?"

Song Enyu only felt that the strange things he encountered today were one after another, and he almost blurted out: It's you?But after thinking about it, it was really rude, so he hesitated for a long time, walked up to close the passenger door, and sat in the back seat.

Qin Hongfei stepped on the accelerator to speed up and drove away, looked at Song Enyu covered in mud through the rearview mirror and laughed again: "It seems that Jiang Zhixu's tutor is very strict, and he taught you to be so obedient."

Ever since Song Enyu knew that he was the one who bought the paintings, his strong desire to find a bosom friend disappeared.He looked out of the window and responded absent-mindedly: "Graffiti is not a work. Thank you for your likes. Some time ago, I was in urgent need of money and planned to sell those paintings. I don't plan to sell them now."

Qin Hongfei frowned and asked suspiciously: "You follow Jiang Zhixu, and you are short of money? Don't tell me that you two go out to eat under the AA system!"

Song Enyu didn't want to explain the relationship between the two of them whenever he met, so he could only say: "He is him, and I am me."

Qin Hongfei was even more interested in him than those paintings. He kept looking at the images in the rearview mirror.

Song Enyu said helplessly: "I was knocked into the air the first time we met, so will there be any accidents the second time?"

Qin Hongfei looked away and shook his head with a smile: "Jiang Zhixu really found a treasure." After speaking, he asked again, "What do you want to eat, I'll take you there."

Song Enyu turned his head and stared at the person in the driver's seat in surprise: "What do you mean? I'm not going to eat, just stop at the intersection ahead, and I'll go home."

Qin Hongfei refused: "That's no good. It's hard to have such an opportunity to meet the people behind those masterpieces. How could I easily miss the opportunity. Do you need to report to Zhixu? It should be." After finishing speaking, he gave Jiang Zhixu called over.

Before Song Enyu could stop it, the phone beeped.When Qin Hongfei mentioned that he was with Song Enyu, there was indeed silence on the other end of the phone for dozens of seconds.Song Enyu was about to refuse, but Jiang Zhixu said, "He has the freedom to make friends, so he doesn't need to ask me."

Qin Hongfei replied with a smile: "It's not what I want to ask, it's your little friend who insisted on asking you for fear of your overthinking. Since there is no objection, I will take him away."

Song Enyu became irritable, these few words completely turned into that he was willing to hang out with Qin Hongfei, but he was afraid that Jiang Zhixu would disagree.Together with the accounts that had just been splashed with mud all over, Song Enyu angrily asked Qin Hongfei to stop.

Qin Hongfei still had an indifferent expression: "If you can't get down, just follow me. With Zhixu here, I won't do anything to you. In his words, I just want to make friends with you. I'm not What a bad guy. Even if it's bad, it won't be against you."

Qin Hongfei was telling the truth, otherwise he would have replaced Song Enyu's attitude towards him just now with the "beautiful waste" he raised in Xinyue Bay. Qin Hongfei had long ago deprived them of the opportunity to be a new person.

Beautiful waste is the nickname he gave them.