Rebirth of the fallen painter

The aunt sighed, "You and him are relatives? You really can't tell it at all. That person is always sad and weird. It's annoying to look at. Tell me, our neighbors are not harmonious, just that person , Walking alone, as weird as you can say. I've been tinkering with those paintings all day long, and I don't think they can draw as well as my little niece. I don't think he can become a great talent in his life, he's just a worthless." As she was talking, she noticed Ren Xi's increasingly gloomy face, and hurriedly said, "Oh, young man, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Ren Xi's eyes were turbulent, "Is he so annoying?"

The aunt said, "Then he must have some advantages for us to like. Oh, I won't say it, young man, it's hard to be kind to you, aunt, I know you must feel uncomfortable hearing people say that about your uncle."

"What about...after he dies?"

"Oh, I just died. I didn't find out until my body stinks. I said it's really bad luck. People died in the building, and it makes people feel uneasy to live in..."

"Where's his body?"

"The police station came to collect the body. It is said that he still has an older brother. The police station originally wanted to notify his elder brother to collect the body, but I heard that after half a month, his elder brother did not show up. In fact, this is the choice to commit suicide. A cowardly and useless person, why should he spend thousands of dollars for him. By the way, didn't his brother tell you about it?"

"We usually have very little contact, so I didn't expect such a thing to happen this time..." He gave a reason indiscriminately, and his heart was in a mess. His brother had always regarded him as an incompetent burden.

"I heard that unclaimed corpses are sent to medical students for autopsy. When the time comes, they will be soaked in formalin, and the organs will be taken out as specimens..."

Ren Xi was trembling, and the aunt on the other side was spitting all over the place.But he couldn't hear clearly.Hands clenched into fists, fingertips dug into palms, didn't feel much pain.

This is his whole life.Living useless, dead, is equally miserable.

For such a miserable life, everyone regarded him as an ant.Everyone despised him, hated him, and treated him as a stranger.No one came to love him.He felt uncomfortable, because of his useless self in his previous life, because of his life of poverty.

He wanted to at least bury his own body. Who knew, even his body was used as a tool for dissection.The body that I used was cut and manipulated by everyone as if it were a tool.

He didn't understand why God would arrange such a life for him.

Poverty, misery, loneliness, inferiority complex, loneliness, contempt.

Of all these, he wanted none of them.

He rushed out of the stairs, wanting to go mad to get back the body, the only thing he had.However, standing on the vast street, vehicles and people come and go, and high-rise buildings stand tall.

Where to find it.He doesn't know.

He stood there blankly, letting the sunlight irritate his eyes.

He refused to cry.The world has never treated him kindly, so he should stop revealing his weak side for others to laugh at.

get back.But what is the use of finding the body?His more than 40 years of life are still miserable.

His arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, Wu Yao looked at him coldly, "What are you doing here? Haven't you noticed that some fans have recognized you?"

Ren Xi turned her head, her eyes were already red, "Did I tell you that I want to be famous?"

"What are you talking about? Follow me right now."

He stubbornly stood there, "I want to be the most popular, to have everything, to be respected by others, to have endless wealth, and to have the most beautiful lover."

Wu Yao finally stopped and looked at him coldly.

"I want to get everything I haven't got. I don't want to live so humble again." The hand was still tightly gripped, and the fingertips were dug into the palm of the hand, with bursts of sharp pain.He forced himself to smile, he would no longer be so embarrassed, he would use the strongest posture to face life.

Wu Yao never had a trace of emotion in his firm black eyes, "You have never lived in a humble way."

Of course it wasn't for him.Only then did Ren Xi wake up slowly, and suddenly smiled, "Of course Ren Xi didn't live a humble life, I'm talking about myself."

Wu Yao remained silent, suppressing those excited emotions, and appeared taciturn again.

Ren Xi smiled, "I know what you're thinking. I was just a little excited just now, don't worry, I won't hold on to Ren Xi's body forever."

He turned around and walked towards the small building, but was immediately stopped by Wu Yao.Wu Yao said silently, "Where are you going?"

Ren Xi said lightly, "Don't worry about it."

But Wu Yao grabbed him and refused to let go.Ren Xi couldn't break free from Wu Yao, so he had to stand still on the spot.

A few middle school students glanced over here curiously.A boy recognized Ren Xi and said in surprise, "Look, that's Ren Xi."

His companion glanced this way, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, isn't it just a vase, what else does he have besides good looks?"

Another boy said, "I've heard about it a long time ago. He was a cowherd. He was sold in the store at the beginning. Later, he was sold to those directors and investors. Seeing how cool he is, he must be a wolf on the bed." Can't do it."

"It's understandable for a female artist to be subject to unspoken rules. I really don't understand that a man would take the initiative to go to another man's bed."

"What a disgrace to a man."

Just as he was talking vigorously, he suddenly felt a cold gaze over there.The boy raised his head, and was facing the deep black eyes of Ren Xi.

The diamond-like star eyes were slightly cold at the moment.

There was no expression on his face.It's just that the boy suddenly felt guilty, turned his head away, and walked forward in a panic.

He has obviously seen this vase face countless times.Every time I feel that this man is vain.It's just that the man suddenly seemed to be a different person.The cold eyes were slightly burned in the mind, making people confused.

A friend pulls him displeasedly, "Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"

He couldn't spare the thought to respond, and looking over there, Ren Xi and his bodyguard-like companion had already walked into the small building quickly.

The friend sneered, "Hey, what are you doing with such a stupid look, you don't want to become gay for that man, do you?"

Only then did he come back to his senses, he punched his friend with a half smile and half anger, "What are you talking about?" He took two steps forward, and said again, "Looking like that, no wonder there are men looking at him."

A few teenagers walked away talking and laughing, their appearance was not the slightest difference from before.

In that dark and damp small building.

Ren Xi has rented a room again from the landlord.He packed all the paintings he had drawn before and brought them back to the villa.He knew no one would look at the painting.It's just that it doesn't matter.He should cherish these paintings that accompanied him through his painful life.He wants to exhibit these paintings in the best galleries and let the best critics comment on the paintings.

He wanted himself to be strong enough to be so strong that others rushed to praise these paintings in order to please him.