Chapter 1934 The Knife I Can’t Hold, You Can’t Let Go: Jin Yiwei 18

"Bring an extra quilt to my room." After Xu Yiqiu said these words, he turned and entered the room.

"OK!"

half an hour later

Song Xu looked at the painting he had drawn. Compared with before, it was like heaven and earth.

Even though it was just a basic painting, it still made him very happy.

"Mr. Song, I really want to ask you a question." Xi Ying handed him a glass of hot water.

"What?" Song Xu took it.

Touching the tea cup, he could feel that the water inside was at the right temperature. He raised his eyes and glanced at Xi Ying, and saw the girl in front of him with gentle and delicate features.

It's pleasing to look at.

"Why do you want to learn painting?" Xi Ying asked.

This is a question that Xi Ying has been curious about from the beginning.

Although Xi Ying did not see what Song Xu was doing, since he was able to achieve the same goal, it proved that his skills were certified by the imperial court and that he was an absolute master.

Jin Yiwei is usually very busy. Even if he has some free time, he shouldn't be painting.

Is it possible that you still want to use painting to cultivate your body and mind?

What's more, when Xi Ying saw Song Xu's paintings yesterday, it was obvious that he had no foundation at all.

Why should he learn a field from scratch that he has never touched before?

Song Xu took a sip of water and felt the warm liquid flowing from his throat to his chest. He exhaled slightly and said, "Because I want to leave something behind."

Leave something behind?

These words gave Xi Ying an indescribably weird feeling.

"I know that no one will care, but I still want to stay." Song Xu's voice was a little low when he spoke.

Xi Ying couldn't help but look at him and saw the faint melancholy and sadness in his eyes.

This was the first time Xi Ying saw such emotions in Song Xu.

"I am Jin Yiwei. On the surface, many people respect me and fear me, but in fact, I know very well that they all hate me. I have a lot of blood on my hands, from good people and bad people. Maybe in the end, It will also be stained with my own.”

Song Xu put down his teacup and stood up, walking to the bedside to look at the night sky.

"I want to learn to paint, paint the world in my eyes, and leave it behind. Maybe one day, someone will understand."

"Understand what?" Xi Ying's voice was soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing a dream.

"Understand me..."

"Ahem!"

Just when Song Xu was about to say something following Xi Ying's question, he suddenly coughed violently.

He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed, his back shaking violently from the coughing.

"Mr. Song, are you okay?" Xi Ying stood up and looked at his back worriedly.

"Ahem..." Song Xu coughed for the last time before putting his hand down.

He didn't look at the blood stains on his palms, but held them tightly to prevent anyone from seeing them.

He looked up at the stars in the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "The night is so beautiful tonight."

Xi Ying couldn't see the scene outside the window from where she was.

Song Xu turned back to look at her. Under the candlelight, his slightly pale face could not be seen.

He raised a smile, like the gentle wind blowing on his face in spring.

He said: "Xi Ying, come here, let's watch the stars together."

Xi Ying responded and walked to his side.

The two of them stood by the window together, looking at the horizon.

The stars as bright as the Milky Way cover the sky, which is really dazzling and spectacular.

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There is still an update. I’m going to eat first and then I’ll write after I’m done.