Chaoyang never dreamed that he would bring Li Qiyu back to his studio one day.
"Sit down and I'll clean your room."
To let a girl live in the studio, Chaoyang is more or less nervous. After finishing the house in a hurry, she is tired and sweaty.
Sitting on a small bench, Li Qiyu saw that he was so busy. Suddenly he was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you."
"It's OK. You can stay here as long as you want."
Chaoyang scratched his head and said shyly, "I don't usually live here. This room is empty, too. Just in time, you can accompany me with these paintings after you live."
"You like drawing very much?"
This is the most calm moment for Li Qiyu to face him.
Chaoyang was happy in his heart, and naturally he was willing to chat with her, "yes, I like painting since I was a child, but later, I almost gave up because of illness."
"So the paintings you painted in the early stage were painted when you were sick?"
Li Qiyu asked curiously.
Chaoyang nodded, "well, at that time, I was very sick, so I hid in my room every day to draw. Fortunately, later the disease gradually improved, so most of the later works are sunny. "
"What's wrong with you?"
Li Qiyu asked curiously.
"Depression."
Chaoyang replied faintly.
"Depression..."
Li seven rain Leng Leng God, look not from of low rise.
"You don't have to worry. I'm all right now."
With these words, Chaoyang thought of what the doctor said to him today. He was puzzled and looked at her in amazement. "Seven rain, you..."
"I'm also depressed, the doctor said, severe."
Li Qiyu said, chuckled, "but I think it's OK, you see I'm not good now!"
“……”
If Chaoyang had never had this disease before, maybe he would believe her smile at the moment.
But it is because of his understanding that he knows that people with this disease actually look no different from normal people.
But only they know that the whole world is their own
"Qiyu, I asked you before if you are interested in learning to draw. Now I ask you again, would you like to learn to draw?"
Chaoyang gently looked at her and asked with a smile.
"I..."
"It's not important to have no interest. Just cultivate more. I'm happy to teach you."
Chaoyang sincerely advised her.
After hearing this, Li Qiyu was a little distracted.
In fact, she always wanted to find something to distract her attention. When he mentioned painting again and again, for the first time, she had a feeling of heart.
Want to try, want to get rid of depression on her control.
"Yes, I will."
Li Qiyu took that step after all.
Chaoyang smell speech, happy smile, "seven rain, you will get better, just as I used to, everything will be OK."
"Thank you..."
Li Qiyu sincerely showed a smile to him.
after that.
Li Qiyu learns to draw while he is healing.
In addition to the occasional home, extracurricular, most of the time she and Chaoyang stay in the studio.
They became close friends, immersed in paintings every day.
In just a few months, Li Qiyu's painting level has been greatly improved, and their feelings have gradually become deep.
Just because of this, Chaoyang realized that he had a love for Li Qiyu unconsciously.
The bud of love is growing.
Finally, on a rainy day, he planned a beautiful advertisement.
He expressed his love for Li Qiyu with his joy.
After hearing this, Li Qiyu was shocked for a long time, but did not respond.
"Seven rain, don't you agree?"
Chaoyang nervously looked at her for fear that she would say no to herself.
Li Qiyu looked at him in a daze. Her little face flushed. She replied shyly, "I... I don't have experience to be someone else's girlfriend. I'm afraid... I can't do it well."
"You... You agreed?"
Chaoyang was overjoyed, hugged her and said gently: "fool, in my heart, you are the best, always the best!"
“……”
Li Qiyu smiles and hugs him back, "thank you, Chaoyang."
"I want to thank you! Thank you for agreeing to be my girlfriend! Thank you, thank you
Chaoyang happily embraces her and turns around in the same place, shouting: "great! Li Qiyu is finally my girlfriend... Great... "
"Ha ha, you let me down... Scared me..."
"I won't let it go. I won't let it go in my life..."
That day.
Sunny rain, the setting sun through the window on the ground sprinkled a layer of gold, the entire studio are covered with a thin as cicada wings of gold yarn.
Two people in love embrace in this beautiful sunset.
It's like this scene in a picture, which makes people have infinite hope and courage
——
Thoughts pulled back from memory——
Chaoyang sitting on the sofa, tears in his eyes, constantly gushing out, dyed wet cheeks.
On one side, Gong Yuyuan and Li Qixian both showed sad expressions.
"I'm sorry, I've been rude."
Chaoyang came back from the memory and wiped the tears on his cheek awkwardly.
"Mr. Chao, and then?"
Li Qixian is very curious about what happened later.
"Later..."
Chaoyang sighed, "later we had a relationship for a period of time, and Qiyu's condition began to improve. Once, she mentioned to me that she wanted to move out, and I agreed.
However, later her father didn't seem to agree with her moving out. I didn't know the specific situation, nor did Qiyu. But I can see that Qiyu has been unhappy ever since.
After this incident, less than a month later, Qiyu had a big fight with her family and threatened to sever her relationship with them. But just because of this, she was locked up. When I went to find her, I was blocked by the housekeeper many times.
I tried every means to save her, but when I was about to close the studio and rescue her from home, I received the news that she committed suicide at home... "
Speaking of this, sadness surged into her heart again. Chaoyang could no longer control her emotions and cried bitterly, "it's me, it's me who delayed her. If I had rescued her from that family earlier, maybe she would not want to commit suicide. It's all my fault... It's my fault... "
For so many years, he has been unable to get out of the harm it has brought to him.
Every time he dreams back in the middle of the night, he always dreams that Qiyu falls in a pool of blood and asks him for help
He loves her.
But God made fun of her, he didn't even see her last side