Fu Xizhou's dark pupils were filled with dark light, like minions cut out of the darkness.
Although he was not tainted with any anger, he still made people's hearts tighten when he saw it, even Shi Qing, who had been with him for many years, was no exception.
Fu Xizhou understood what he meant with just one glance, and lazily opened his lips: "If it's a personal matter, you just need to tell me and there is no need to discuss it with me. What's more, you have already paid a lot for me."
Shi Qing's heart moved, and a pair of clear eyes looked back at him like a refreshing breeze.
Some things don't need to be said explicitly.
He and Shen Yan knew each other and fell in love, and because Shen Yan was a princess, he could not let Shen Yan compromise and live with him in Bincheng.
So sooner or later he would have to leave Bincheng and return to Europe with Shen Yan.
"Thank you." He smiled slightly, his eyes clear: "But I won't leave now."
If you want to leave, you have to wait until Master Fu's heart disease is cured and he feels relieved before you can leave.
Fu Xizhou stood up and prepared to go find his eldest brother: "The target of this wave of people seems to have nothing to do with the Fu family. I have to tell my brother that you should go and wash yourself. You are covered in blood."
"good."
Xiaozhou room.
Gu Beisheng ran all the way over and when he opened the door, he saw Xiaozhou lying in front of the desk, holding a pen and writing something?
He looked so focused that he didn't even react when someone came in.
Gu Beisheng slowed down, approached step by step, stood beside him, and saw that he was actually painting.
"What's this?"
A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded, and Xiaozhou was so surprised that he put away the pen tip in his hand and quickly erased it with an eraser.
After finishing the processing, Xiaozhou raised his head and happily raised the slightly concise sketch in his hand to Gu Beisheng: "Mom, can you see? What I drew?"
Gu Beisheng rarely saw Xiaozhou. He looked so excited, as if he had discovered some treasure and couldn't wait to share it with her.
She smiled and took it with one hand, held him in her arms with the other, sat down, and looked at it slowly.
The composition of the picture is large, with mountains, water, and farms in the distance. In the center are several children and a pair of parents. In the four corners of the picture, there are also small family photos.
Gu Beisheng scanned every picture carefully, and his brows gradually furrowed. Xiaozhou was still young, and although his drawing skills were better than those of ordinary children, he could at least express his meaning.
It is obviously a painting that contains landscapes and is similar to a harmonious family portrait, but it also contains too much longing. It makes people's hearts tense and makes them inexplicably feel sorry for the child who painted it.
She blinked her eyelashes slightly and slowly looked at Xiaozhou, her eyes filled with self-blame and sadness: "Xiaozhou, I'm sorry, mom should spend more time with you."
In the picture, there are too many boys looking for their mothers, almost occupying most of the content, and the overlap is very high.
She could feel that the boy needed his mother's attention more than usual.
It seemed that his mother had never given him any blow.
Although she didn't consider herself a qualified mother, she didn't say that she didn't care about Xiaozhou's thoughts at all and kept leaving him alone...
Moreover, mother and son would sometimes talk alone together, and Xiaozhou would show a relaxed attitude in front of her.
It doesn't quite match the dark emotions expressed in the painting.
Just as she was thinking about this, she suddenly had an idea and her pupils suddenly shrank.
It was clearly Xiaozhou's smart eyes that he was looking at, but his mind automatically flashed to Fu Xizhou's dark and sharp black eyes.
Xiaozhou had a panoramic view of her emotional changes, his lips curved, and he smiled: "Mom is so smart, she guessed it right away. I didn't draw this. I just copied the key meaning based on my memory."
As she said that, Xiaozhou leaned into her arms, and nodded while drawing circles with his little hands: "But dad's drawings are better, like the drawings in the coloring book, and he drew them inside the desk.
It’s strange. It’s not convenient for me to just get into the desk and move it. How could my father get in there and paint at that time?
Also, why did dad draw it on the inside of the desk instead of on the surface? Did he not want others to see it?"
Hearing this, Gu Beisheng's back stiffened suddenly. He read the content of the painting again, put himself into Fu Xizhou's childhood, and looked at it more carefully. He felt extremely painful.
"Your father didn't go in and paint." She said softly, and a bit of mist slowly formed in her eyes: "He painted based on feeling, without looking, or rather he didn't want to look."
These pictures all directly expressed the true side of his heart. At that time, he probably had already shown the attitude of not needing his mother. He could only draw them out of instinct when something dangerous happened.
It can also be regarded as a means of venting emotions.
"If you don't look at it, how can you draw?" Xiaozhou raised his head and looked at his mother in disbelief, his black and white eyes blinking brightly: "Dad is so amazing."
"Your father is indeed very powerful." Gu Beisheng kissed his forehead and forced him to close his eyes.
In fact, she didn't want him to see the red eyes and the heartbreak in the corners of her eyes.
Xizhou is not only very powerful, but he also works extremely hard to restrain his inner desires. It is precisely because of this that no matter what kind of pain he encounters, even death, he will behave like it is nothing.
Xiaozhou just wanted to reveal more discoveries, and after his mother finished kissing him, his eyes still fell directly on her: "Mom is right, I guess dad doesn't want to see it, and he doesn't want others to see it.
"
"why do you say so?"
Xiaozhou recalled what happened in the classroom at that time and described it in a decent way: "...when my father took me out of the table, I felt that he was not very happy, and then I mentioned painting to him.
, so he gave Teacher Liu a sum of money and asked her to burn the desk that Dad used."
"Burned?" Gu Beisheng's eyes widened slightly, feeling a little pity. Originally, she wanted to take a look.
"Yeah, it's burned." Xiaozhou nodded heavily, aggrieved and considerate: "Originally, I wanted to show it to mom, but since dad doesn't want others to see it, mom shouldn't talk to dad about this either.
I'm afraid he will be even more unhappy."
"Okay, I won't mention it." Gu Beisheng followed his instructions, picked up his delicate face and kissed him several times: "Thanks to Xiaozhou, you helped my mother solve a major problem."
"What's the key?"
Gu Beisheng curled his lips and smiled: "The key to helping your father."
Although after understanding this painting, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She could roughly imagine how painful Fu Xizhou was struggling in his heart at that time. Even she was willing to face her heart and paint something, and she didn't want to see it again.
see.
It was also the critical period when he closed his heart. Since it was painted, it shows that his heart was not completely disappointed.
"What grade are you in, do you remember?"
"Class 4 in the third year." Xiaozhou remembers it clearly.