The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth: Art Exhibition

Jing Sui Dingding looked at the sketchbook on the ground, even though it was only a semi-finished product, even a draft with a few strokes... But the scene in the painting was something he would never forget in his life.

He once took the boy there, and solemnly promised him his love.

That was the first time he was so frank with a person.

Tell a guy for the first time that he loves him.

But the boy didn't believe him, and finally left him.

What happened afterwards... Jing Sui didn't want to think about it, he closed his eyes in pain, and looked up at the young man in front of him.

At this moment, all the doubts in my heart disappeared.

So it was really you, and...you remember everything.

Why do you want to draw fairy clouds? Could it be that in your heart, there is actually a little bit of still caring about me, and you never let me go?

Such extravagant hope appeared uncontrollably in Jing Sui's heart, but he felt it shouldn't be.

He had countless things he wanted to ask, and he even wanted to directly reveal his identity, no longer forbearing, no longer avoiding, but he finally calmed down slowly, and he couldn't ignore the many unreasonable things in it. It shouldn't be this simple.

Impulsive and rash will only backfire.

If Ji Ling really came to this world in the same car accident as himself, he should have had a period of time to adapt, and with a young and sensitive personality, it is impossible for him to easily forget his relatives in that world After this kind of injury, he dealt with everything calmly, and accepted his current identity and relatives as a matter of course.

When a person comes to another world, no matter how good the disguise is, there must be a process of acceptance, and the young man is not a person with too much scheming, let alone being flawless.

But the fact is that he really looks like a person from this world, and his relationship with Yang Wei is not fake. He really regards Yang Wei as his mother, and he is used to it now. The bright and happy life in his eyes is not acted out.

This is also the reason why Jing Sui clearly felt that they were so similar, but still remained skeptical and did not dare to recognize each other.

Ji Ling is like a person who should belong to this world. Now he looks more real and natural. On the contrary, the him in the previous world was a bit out of place because of his excessive kindness, and the dandy is more like his disguise.

Jing Sui thought of many possibilities, maybe Ji Ling has forgotten all that, maybe he only remembers the memory of this world, or maybe he has been in this world longer than himself, so long that he has completely integrated into it...

He thought about many possibilities, but he never thought about it. Ji Ling clearly remembered everything in that world, but he could remain indifferent.

Why is this?

What is going on in this world?

Ji Ling looked at Jing Sui suspiciously, stretched out his hand and waved in front of Jing Sui, and said, "Mr. Fu, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Sui took a deep breath, bent down to pick up the sketchbook on the ground, looked at Ji Ling with a complicated expression, and said hoarsely: "You draw very well."

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking that this Mr. Fu must be fascinated by his own painting, right? But this is just a draft, it's not that good...

He was a little embarrassed, and said modestly: "You are too much."

Jing Sui was silent for a moment, suppressed the pained and nostalgic look in his eyes, and said slowly: "The scenery here is beautiful, but...why don't you draw some people?"

Ji Ling met the man's deep gaze, as if there was some deep sadness in it, which reminded him of Jing Sui...why didn't he draw people? Ji Ling thought for a while, turned his eyes away, and said, "...I didn't expect that."

Really? Just didn't expect it?

This is not the real answer.

You are lying to me.

Jing Sui Dingding looked at the young man, and after a while, he let out a low and hoarse chuckle, and said seemingly casually: "How did you come up with the idea to draw such a picture? It's really imaginative."

Ji Ling smiled shyly: "I was inspired by a novel."

He paused at this point, and didn't say any more, lest Mr. Fu would continue to ask what novel it was, what a serious and domineering president Mr. Fu seems to be! How can you talk about Tanmei novels with him! That's too shameful!

Fortunately, Mr. Fu did not continue to ask.

Ji Ling blinked his eyes and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm going back."

Jing Sui's Adam's apple rolled, and he pressed it desperately, as if the words were about to be squeezed out of his chest, he raised his hand and returned the sketchbook to Ji Ling, closed his eyes and said, "Okay."

He needs time to process the information he has received today.

Instead of letting yourself be ruled by your emotions, act impulsively.

Scared the teenager.

Ji Ling felt that there was something strange about the man, but he couldn't tell, so he smiled uncomfortably, turned and left.

……………

When he was about to get off work, Shen Zhuoming came to the president's office to deliver the plan of the planning department. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the boss sitting at the desk, looking at the documents, but there seemed to be some violations. His eyes swept across the boss's desk, looking at the cup of coffee on the table that had been left cold without taking a sip, and finally realized that something was wrong.

Shen Zhuoming stepped forward cautiously: "Boss Fu?"

Jing Sui raised his head, his eyes were as dark as an abyss, and said lightly: "Put the document down, you go out first."

Shen Zhuoming felt that the boss seemed to be in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He quickly put down the documents and went out. After closing the door, he showed a puzzled expression. What's wrong with the boss? Why do you look like you lost your soul?

Jing Sui closed his eyes.

Everything in the past was slowly played back in his mind. Even if he thought of it once, it would be like dismembering himself. After this world, the scenes of meeting Ji Ling...

Trying to find the clue that he ignored from his own memory.

There is something very important that he has overlooked, but he can't figure it out.

'How did you come up with the idea to draw such a picture? ’

'This is a novel that inspired me. ’

The dialogue between these two sentences suddenly flashed through Jing Sui's mind, like a white lightning flashing across the dark and boundless night sky.

At that time, he thought that this sentence was just Ji Ling's evasion. Ji Ling was unwilling to tell the things about that world in front of strangers, so he used the novel as an excuse to prevaricate himself, but...why didn't he find other excuses? ? Like dreaming or something?

Why, it must be called a novel?

The seemingly insignificant details may be the key to success or failure, and the only way to get close to the truth.

Jing Sui slowly opened his eyes, opened the computer's search page, his fingers stayed on the keyboard for a long, long time, and then entered two words: Jing Sui.

Click enter to search.

A whole page of information appeared in front of him without any warning, without any concealment.

Jing Sui's pupils slowly shrank, his fingers trembled, his face was tense, and finally, he clicked on the first web page.

A novel interface appeared in front of him.

Ten hours later.

Jing Sui leaned back on the chair slumped, raised his hand to cover his eyes, to hide the absurd sorrow, his thin lips parted slightly, and a sneering chuckle escaped from the gap between his lips, the laughter grew louder and louder, In the end it turned into a laugh without hesitation.

In his whole life, he always claimed to be calm and rational.

He has been the prince of the empire since he was born, and he was taught to pay attention to etiquette since he was a child. People will see my emotions, even when I am alone, I seem to have forgotten how it feels to indulge, and I have never laughed like this before.

But at this moment, he felt it was ridiculous.

Can't stop laughing.

Throat seems to be scratched by a knife, hoarse pain, every laugh, breath, ruthless vibration pulls the chest, and then spreads the pain to the whole body, after a long, long time, the laughter finally slowly stop.

It was late at night outside, and there was no one in the company.

The quietness of the needle drop can be heard in the office.

Moonlight is projected from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the high-rise buildings outside are lit with lights, which is real and psychedelic.

He finally understood where the sense of disobedience came from.

I finally understood why Ji Ling was able to face everything calmly.

Jing Sui would not expect Ji Ling to come from that false book world like him, because then Ji Ling would not say that this is inspired by a novel, this sentence is very clear It shows a fact - he knows the existence of this novel.

He is not the original 'Ji Ling', but the 'Ji Ling' of this world.

A 'Ji Ling' who has read this novel.

He was originally from this world, and Yang Wei was also his real mother, that's why he behaved so naturally, and could clearly remember everything, but pretended not to remember.

For him, everyone in that world, including himself, is just a character in a novel.

A false existence.

And now that I think about it carefully, the kindness and softness that I found inadvertently revealed by the young man is actually his real side, because he is not the original **** 'Ji Ling', but a young man from this world, He is not used to doing vicious things, not used to hurting others, he has a soft and compassionate heart, but his acting skills are not good enough... This can also explain why he is involuntarily attracted by his true side.

Because according to the novel, I will not fall in love with him.

The boy is so kind and gentle, he has all the sides that attract him, but he doesn't love him.

Since he knows the novel and all the plots, it is impossible for him to be deceived and provoked by Carlos, which means that everything is his disguise, just an excuse he used to escape from himself.

He has insight into everything like a god, watching himself fall but leaving coldly...

Everything is false.

He never loved him.

Jing Sui raised his hand to grab the hem of his clothes, and pressed his fingers into a fist against his chest. His thin lips were bloodless, and sadness, pain, and sarcasm appeared in his eyes.

In your eyes, I am just a ridiculous character in a novel, an existence that you can't avoid...

So there is no me in your painting.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, I was the one who pretended to be passionate.

……………

Ji Ling didn't know anything about this, and he didn't know that a casual sentence completely exposed his identity.

He has been busy recently. After deciding on his ideas, Ji Ling is busy preparing works for the exhibition. He has drawn several paintings, including Fairy Cloud Star, Emperor Star, and Blue Sea Star, etc.

Those strange and magnificent pictures engraved in his mind slowly appeared on the paper, and after artistic processing, they became beautiful pictures one after another.

Wang Yixin and the others looked at Ji Ling's paintings, and then looked at their own, wishing they could throw their own paintings into the trash can. Sure enough, talents are different from person to person, and this kind of thing cannot be forced!

They are not jealous of Ji Ling.

After all, not every art student is full of pursuit, right? And there are scumbags like them!

Ji Ling stayed up late every day, completely devoting himself to his creation, leaving early and returning late. After a month, he finally got his work ready.

This art exhibition is sponsored by the Academy of Fine Arts, and the event is scheduled for Saturday.

It would be better for Han to call them up to help before 6 o'clock. A group of students are busy, building exhibition racks, buying water, moving chairs...

Ji Ling also rolled up his sleeves and worked hard, full of fighting spirit. This was his first serious university activity, and he wanted to show his work to others, so he couldn't help feeling excited when he thought of it.

Students passing by stopped to watch curiously, a fresh and natural atmosphere.

……………

Apartments near schools.

Wen Yan looked at the time on his phone, one minute, two minutes... four o'clock.

He stood up and walked to the door. When he put on his shoes and was about to go out, there was a sound of a key opening the door, so he stopped.

The door was opened from the outside, and a woman with a charming makeup came in, wearing a black waist and strapless long dress. charming.

But at this moment, she looked at Wen Yan with sarcasm and disgust. She glanced at him and said coldly: "Where are you going?"

Wen Yan said lightly: "Go to school."

Looking at his casual attitude, Han Yun suddenly became depressed and said angrily, "Go to school? I told you to wait at home today, and go out with me later to meet with the Zhou family. Miss blind date, have you forgotten? What is your attitude?"

Wen Yan raised his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, raised his thin lips, and said in a low voice, "I haven't forgotten, so I'm going to go out early to avoid bumping into you."

Han Yun looked at him in disbelief, pointed at him and trembled: "You, what did you say?"

Wen Yan looked at her lazily, and smiled: "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

Han Yunqi's face turned pale, and he yelled with hatred: "Do you know how much effort I have spent to give you this opportunity, and you still don't make good use of it? I do it for you every day." Things break your heart, but you don't care at all! Do you know that if you can marry Miss Zhou, the old man will look at you more, and your father will not always ignore you. I heard that you Good brother, I'm also trying to get Miss Zhou's idea recently!

Of course you are not as capable as your elder brother, and you are not as capable as him, and your personality is also weak, but maybe Miss Zhou likes you like this? After all, today's women don't necessarily like strong men, if you coax her to let her go, it's not hopeless..."

Wen Yan watched her eloquently, with a cold look in his eyes.

Yu Wenyan is an illegitimate child with a mercenary mistress mother who has been used by her as a tool to marry into a wealthy family since she was a child. Despite her humorous image at school and the title of school girl who is very popular, she is actually a cowardly character. Responsible, every move is controlled by the mother, the essence is nothing but a ridiculous wretch.

At the beginning, Han Yun hoped that his son could help him marry into a wealthy family, but Mr. Yu was a sensible person, and he did not give them a chance to enter the family. , but Yu Wenyan’s ability and skills are far inferior to that of his elder brother Yu Wensen. He is almost graduating from university, and he is still a marginalized figure.

Gradually, Han Yun gave up on this thought, and instead hoped that her son could find a girlfriend with status, so that the status of their mother and son would rise accordingly.

Although Yu Wenyan is very popular in school, he has never been in a relationship, because his marriage contract is to be traded. Ex-girlfriends are not a plus.

Although he resisted this kind of life, he was beaten and scolded by his mother since he was a child, and he got used to obeying, so he lived in a muddle like this.

As an illegitimate child who has been despised, he has neither the ability to change the status quo nor the courage to fight for power. a worthy life.

Not long ago, when Yu Wenyan attended Yu Wensen's party, he was drunk by some of Yu Wensen's friends, and after waking up, he changed people.

Wen Yan recalled absently.

Han Yun talked earnestly for a long time, but found that Wen Yan not only didn't listen, but instead looked distracted, and she was so angry that she gave birth to such a worthless son! Not only can't help her marry into the Yu's family, but they can't even fight for their own things, making it a joke for the two of them, mother and son, to be in the Yu's family! Can't help at all, trash!

"Go change your clothes and go see Miss Zhou with me." Han Yun ordered with restrained anger as she thought about the blind date for a while.

Wen Yan raised his eyelids, "Sorry, I have to go to class."

Han Yun was finally furious! Although she gave birth to a good-for-nothing son and was unhappy with everything, she was at least obedient before, but now she dares to disobey her face to face! Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, she raised her hand to hit Wen Yan without even thinking about it!

Before she got close, her wrist was suddenly grasped by a cold hand. The fingertips of that hand were like ice, and the slow pressure made her face turn pale and her blood became cold from the pain.

Han Yun raised her head in a daze, and met a pair of dark eyes without warmth. There was a cold and sinister look in those long and narrow eyes. She trembled suddenly, feeling like she was being stared at by a poisonous snake. May die without a burial.

This, how is this possible...

How could this child have such terrifying eyes...

Wen Yan looked at the frightened woman, and slowly, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Stupid, despicable, greedy, cowardly... a human woman, she has almost all the bad roots of human beings, even after thousands of years of changes, no matter what the world becomes, no matter how long the lifespan changes Long, how rapidly the universe develops... Human nature is all the same, never changing.

It's ugly...

But Wen Yan seemed to see a shadow of himself from this ugly woman.

The self who is greedy and selfish, vicious and ruthless for money and power.

If it was him in the past, maybe he would have cared about this, he would crush all obstacles in front of him without hesitation, trample all those who despised him under his feet, let them die in pain and despair, and make people fear him .

He once spent almost his whole life just to stand tall enough to defy everything.

But now he just finds it ridiculous.

Even if you get everything, you can't keep someone who wants to stay, even if you have power, you can't change anything, so why is there any need to fight again?

He's tired of the power game.

There is no one in this world that he wants to protect at all costs.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Han Yun didn't know why, her body froze from fright, she tremblingly said: "You, what do you want to do..."

Wen Yan's smile was cold and indifferent, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes, but his voice was gentle: "I just want to ask you not to bother me again, okay?"

Otherwise, if I get angry, I may not tolerate you anymore.

Han Yun looked at the appearance of the young man. This man clearly had the face of her son, but he seemed to be a stranger, cold and terrifying, as if he had been possessed by a demon. I am looking at a humble ant, if I continue to be presumptuous, I may provoke the other party to be trampled to death at any time...

Who is he?

Wen Yan let go of his hand, looked away lightly, and walked past the woman.

He came downstairs slowly, raised his head and squinted his eyes, as the warm sunshine fell on him, he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his lips curled up.

Look, I really have changed a lot.

You can also live like an ordinary person, try to respect other people's lives, even though I don't like her very much, and I didn't shut up that noisy woman forever.

Wen Yan thought of the boy's frowns and smiles, and his gentle eyes. After a while, that tenderness was deeply hidden again, and it was not easy to show it to others.

He came to the school slowly and walked on the boulevard.

Students walked by in twos and threes, full of youthful vigor. Although Wen Yan has been in this world for a while, Wen Yan is not used to it. There is no one of his kind here, but it doesn’t matter. He is very good at pretending to be a part of this world. member.

As for his heart, he has never been and does not need to be understood.

The only young man who made him want to pour out his heart and dedicate himself devoutly is no longer there.

"Hey, the Academy of Fine Arts is holding an art exhibition, let's go and have a look."

"Okay, there are many beauties in the Academy of Fine Arts."

"You bastard..."

"Over there, there are many excellent works this time, and the current freshmen are really amazing."

The sounds of the surrounding conversation fell into his ears intermittently.

Wen Yan held the book in one hand and walked forward with an indifferent expression.

These things didn't arouse his interest at all. The place where the art exhibition was held in front was bustling and lively. When he passed by, he just glanced at it.

That glance, through the gap between the crowd.

Then I saw the most prominent position - the beautiful starry sky.

Wen Yan paused, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.