Xuanyuan Zhicheng slowly opened his long-sleeping eyes. They were a little hazy at first, but he didn't open them completely until he got used to the brightness.

He has a delicate face, as delicate as a girl, but also a bit weak. He pays attention to details and is the gentlest person I have ever seen.

"Great, you finally woke up. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Huh? The sun is out, but it’s not raining anymore?

But... that person, with blue eyes? A foreigner?

"Um...I think you fainted, so..." He didn't know what to say. Although he tried very hard to speak loudly, he still sounded so small.

"Thank you, where is Xiaoqi?"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's mind was now full of Xiao Qi. He clearly remembered that Xiao Qi had been killed by that monster, and it made his heartache to think about it.

Hearing Xuanyuan Zhicheng mention the word Xiaoqi, he seemed very flustered. He didn't know what kind of expression to put on for a moment, so he immediately bowed and apologized:

"I'm really sorry. Please forgive me for taking my own initiative. I thought this little puppy was so pitiful and wanted to bandage it, but I found that it was already...so I buried it."

What a considerate person, how can I blame you if I haven't thanked you properly?

He is kind, pure, and lovely, with a savior's heart. He is always full of sympathy for the unfortunate things in this world, and he always cherishes the memory of the world with a kind heart. Is this him?

This child is always so kind, as if he wants to give tenderness to the whole world, and people can't help but protect him throughout their lives.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng first glanced at the soil piled up next to him. The buried animal must be Xiao Qi, right?

"Thank you. You did a great job. What's your name?"

"Andreas."

"I am Xuanyuan Zhicheng."

After the two exchanged names, they sat together. His eyes went to Xiao Qi's grave and did not leave for a long time.

"Andre, it's our first time meeting you. I want to know why you are here. I feel like you are not an ordinary person."

"Hey, have you discovered all this? To be honest, I like painting very much, you know? I especially like gouache painting. The world is full of beautiful colors. I can't wait to paint all the best things in the world.

Draw it."

Andreas folded his hands in front of his chest as he spoke, as if he was seeing the birds singing and the flowers fragrant in this world, like a paradise world, and he was immersed in it.

"But doesn't color appear through the refraction of light?" Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't understand this.

"That's right, you know what? My favorite is red. I feel it is the most beautiful color, but no matter how I adjust it, I can't seem to get it out."

Although I don’t understand what gouache he is talking about, I still respect it;

"Then do you usually draw the most people, scenery, or people?" Although he is not particularly interested in these, this is what the other party likes.

"Of course it's the scenery. Why did I forget this? Just wait for me and I'll show you my painting."

Andreas first looked around, saw a fallen bracket and drawing paper, and ran forward excitedly.

He picked it up carefully, patted the dirty soil on the painting, walked towards Xuanyuan Zhicheng and handed it to him to see.

He took the thing from Andreas' hand, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help showing an expression of wonder.

What a beautiful painting! This is exactly like a hand that has been kissed by an angel. It seems like it will be healed just by looking at it. Even the most sinful people will repent after looking at this painting, right?

"This is your painting?" Xuanyuan Zhicheng showed an expression of disbelief.

"Hey, how do you feel? Don't lie to me."

"This is obviously very beautiful."

This is the most beautiful painting he has ever seen in his life, bar none.

"Really? That's great! Some people like my paintings, but no one thinks much of my paintings, even my father... I actually like art very much, but..."

Having said this, he stopped talking.

"But your painting seems to be worn. Did you see me fainting, so you panicked and dropped the rice paper to see Xiao Qi and me?"

"Ah, this... I was discovered by you. I didn't think too much at the time. If I saw someone fainted, no matter who it was, I would go there. But the paper I used was not rice paper. The paper made of that kind of material is easy to break.

Yes, I used double-sided gouache paper.”

Khan...I don't understand what I'm talking about at all. Is this the difference between the East and the West...

You can see how important painting is to you. Is it an indelible presence in your life?

Xuanyuan Zhicheng, there is another reason why I came here. It is said that there are beautiful scenery in this city, which is especially suitable for me to paint. After I came here, I realized that this is clearly a paradise on earth!

It seems that everyone here rejects my existence. They don't like me and they always throw stones at me.

This was nothing. The most outrageous thing was that they stepped on my paintings and said that all my paintings were rubbish. In short, they said it in a very unpleasant way and tore my paintings in front of me.

They don't know how important those paintings are to me. A painting requires a lot of hard work. The cost of paint, paper, brushes, etc. all require me to save money for a long time to buy them.

Andreas couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this. He was kind-hearted and didn't know how to refute them. He could only cry helplessly alone. The most vicious thing he ever said was probably the word "bastard".

?

"Um... if possible, can I draw a picture for you? I want to leave a souvenir, and I may never see you again."

"Okay." Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't care.

After hearing this, Andreas showed a bright smile like a child, "Great! Then sit here, keep your posture and don't move around, I will try to draw as fast as possible."

After running a few meters away, he simply sat down on the ground, put the drawing board on his lap, held the left side of the drawing board with his left hand, and dipped the paint brush in the paint with his other hand.

At first, Xuanyuan Zhicheng thought it was nothing, but after a long time, he felt a little sore from maintaining the same posture, and subconsciously moved, causing Andreas to show a panicked expression.

"Don't move around, it won't be good for painting."

Is painting so troublesome? My neck always feels a little sore.

In my mind, I unconsciously recalled that kind of family and such a father in the darkest days...

Andreas is a mixed-race child whose family background is poor, even worse than that of a poor family. However, this did not give up his idea of ​​painting, which was his lifelong dream.

In order to make a living, I have to persevere no matter how hard or tired I am for my dream, not to mention that I have a seriously ill father at home.

My father was not friendly to me and often beat and scolded me, but I didn't fight back. He was an alcoholic bastard.

My family was already poor, so he spent all the money I had saved to buy paints on drinking.

This is nothing, he will try every means to get money to drink, even steal or rob.

I don’t know if it was retribution, but he finally became seriously ill and bedridden;

At least he won't restrict my freedom like before, and I can come and draw freely every day.

But my family really had no money to buy him medicine, and no money to subsidize the tools I used for painting, so I had to use unfair methods to win money. I secretly cheated in the casino.

The worst time was when someone discovered me and I was beaten up. They left their hands on me because I was a child, and I did it for my own livelihood.

My father always takes it out on me and often finds various reasons to beat me. I can only work hard to make money to buy him drinks, which is far from enough to satisfy his greed.

My father's behavior was even more extreme than when they slammed my head on the table.

My mother is a gentle and considerate woman. Maybe I inherited this from my mother and still retain her innocence and kindness.

I have no regrets about any of this, but the most egregious thing is that he actually wanted to sell off his mother’s belongings just to buy him wine.

Just to buy wine, that ugly face, how ridiculous

Oh, I will never forget what he said:

It's just a dead man's thing, what's there to worry about! With this money, you might as well buy wine!

Such a bastard, such a father... I can't stand it. My mother was tortured to death by such a person.

So...go to hell you scum!

Yes, I added something to my father's medicine. I don't think I went too far. Death is another kind of salvation.

The brush in his hand paused slightly. Xuanyuan Zhicheng noticed it and said subconsciously: "Andre, have you finished painting?"

After reacting, Andreas glanced at the painting in front of him. The painting was lifelike and vividly portrayed him. The only flaw was that the eyes were not colored.

"Ah...don't come over yet, it's still a little bit late."

When Andreas said these words, it was already too late. Xuanyuan Zhicheng had already ran over to look at his beautiful painting. It was really a hand kissed by an angel. The painting was too beautiful.

"It's so beautiful, but why aren't my eyes colored?" Faced with Xuanyuan Zhicheng's question, he could only answer truthfully: "Sorry, I can't seem to adjust the color of your eyes."

"Why? Is it difficult to adjust the color of my eyes?"

"Well, your eyes are really beautiful, like bright rubies. This kind of red is particularly beautiful under the sunlight. I can't make it out no matter how you mix it."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Zhicheng glanced at the colors mixed by Andreas next to him, including pink, rose red, orange red, apricot red, etc.

Not understanding this, he continued to ask without any hesitation: "Wouldn't it be better to use the bright red one?"

"No, there is still something missing. The gap is too big. Your eyes are the most beautiful red I have ever seen. This color is like blood..."

Andreas suddenly stopped when he thought of this. Wait, the color of blood? Why didn't I think of that?
Chapter completed!