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Thank you, let Xia Xi clear the ear. There is a stomach in my heart, but I don't know where to open it.

Zhou Zhao hit his shoulder, pushed him flipped, and hugged him from behind, his chest was stuck back, a little pushing forward, "Ya Ya Group ... It turns out that we learned that our brother is big Young master, I know that you have money so much, I will let you help me. "

Every time I said that his brother is laughing with a shares. After the summer is going to take his stomach, "I can purse you Xiaogong."

"Zhou Zhiqi has never gone the back of Xia Xiqing," I don't want money to go to bed, I can't put money. "

Xia Xi has turned his head and tailored his eyebrows. "You let me give you money."

Zhou Wei held his face, so he didn't twisted his lips. "Then I still put it." After he pushed the summer peak, he wanted to transfer this topic.

I don't know when he will only dispense this idea.

This villa is not small, the furniture inside is white, and it is a long time. This scene makes Zhou Zhao people can't help but remember the first time and Xia Xiqing recorded "Escape the birthday", which is also a lot of furniture. , Gorgeous and cold decoration.

"I took you to the building to go shopping." Xia Xiqing did not empty the emotion, which made Zhou self some worried, he is enough to know Xia Xiqing, the more you have no emotions, explain that he is so deep.

Only the self-proportion of self-proclaims is only tightly grabbed his hand and accompany him.

The first floor of the living room made a taller treatment, about four meters high space, and the stairs are also very long, the right side is the handrail, the left side is the book cabinet as the entire wall, which is full of a variety of book. Xia Xiqing dragged the weekly and slammed, seeing him, she has been next to the bookshelf, and said, "I often sit in this stair. Sometimes I will fall asleep here."

When I imagined to the picture, the corner of Zhou Zixi did not consciously evoke.

I really want to see him when I am a child, it is better to see the cutest children in the class.

Zhou Zi was in the second floor, and there was a deep corridor on the second floor, like the art gallery in the art gallery, the whole mesh color, and hung on the walls in turn, in the middle through a room, Xia Xi Try opened the door, there was no lock, he all felt a little surprised, opened the lights at the door of the room.

"This is my mother's favorite room." Xia Xiqing opened the door, standing on the door, Zhou Zi louted a look, this is a very large room, I found it in front of it, put various kinds The picture of the blossoms, the big and people are almost high.

"Are these paintings?"

"Yes." Xia Xialu nodded, thinking that the last time Xi Hui has opened the art gallery he said, these collectibles Xia Haokai did not take away, it is estimated that he left him, but he actually does not have a special trip. Please keep it in the old house.

Also, he hates the mother, but also hates yourself, see these paintings estimate that you can't wait to have a clean.

"My mother is born art, the grandfather is a famous sculptor, the grandmother is the famous painting. Born in such a family, my mother will naturally become an art appreciation collector."

Xia Xi Qing has opened a picture of Mongolian cloth. "She has not been able to become a painter for her life, is not right," Xia Xi is striking, "said it is sorry, but she is not as resentment, she does not have painting creative talents I have tried that many years have been mediocre, but she can identify the quality of the painting and dig many painters that have not been famous at the time. "

Such a story is developed, and Zhou Zixi can already guess follow-up, "So, after your mother is giving birth to you, I found your talent."

Xia Xialu's fingers smashed the picture, "she just found a life-saving straw."

Fortunate drugs were also found.

He took the palm of his palm and turned to another painting. "She felt that I was inherited inherited the talent of the grandparents, so I was forced to learn from my little. At that time, I was only four or five years old. Don't understand, every day is closed in a small room, only brush and pigment. "

It looks like a colorful, actually a gray.

"I didn't want to learn, crying, she jeally, said that some words I didn't understand at the time. At that time, her relationship with Xia Hao became worse and worse, and quarreled every day. Even fight. "

For this so-called father, he is still not exported, can only be replaced by name.

In the collection room, there was an abrupt dressing table, and Xia Xi went to the mirror before going to the mirror, and he won himself in the mirror.

In the eyes of Zhou Zi, Xia Xiqing always has a different temperament. It is a delicate and fragile, as quiet as a white porcelain, beautiful and fragile. As he said herself, the artwork is broken, it is also a art, and each of his broken edges flashes beautifully.

"Why do they get married?" Zhou Zi put on the door frame, "marriage?"

The marriage of the art and business community is not rare in this circle. Although people in the art world often clearly clear, they can not see the merchants of copper odor, and the economic foundation determines the upper building, and the chariotous art circle is even less capital. support.

"No, my grandfather can not see the summer time at that time." Xia Xiqing looked down at the dressing table, there is no cosmetics above, but put a lot of palm sizes, this should be symmetrical, I don't know how it is now. Chaotic, Xia Xiqing a piece of one, "I heard that my mom is a long-awaited orphaning to marry Xia Haokai, she is only suitable for art, and it is too powerful to see people."

After that he turned, he supported the dressing table to see the Zhou self-smoldering. "You think about it, the arrogant woman in the art world, no one is in the eyes, a heart is in a man, almost follow The family is sure. The result, "Xia Xiqing smiled down," Looking at him, one is another woman, every one is not as good as yourself. "

For those who are born, it is not seen in Ling to death.

"When I gave me, my mother returned to the mother. When I came back, I accidentally broke Xia Yizhen and the wild woman outside in their bedroom." Xia Xiali shrugged, "she was probably I hate together in my stomach. "

He always said these words with such a relaxed tone, and Zhou Zhao also didn't have a way.

"That ... later?"

"Later?" Xia Xi Qing Shuhe tone, "later ... she got postpartum depression, the whole person has changed, but it is necessary to install a pair in front of it. After home, go home Also, sometimes and Xia Yanyu, it is thawled, sometimes hugging me, sometimes I am playing me like Xia Yikai. "He smiled," said it, "I have a few times, holding me. Standing outside the railings of the top floor, saying to die with me. "

Looking at him, the heart of Zhou Wei stabbed like something.

He walked forward, went to Xia Xiqing, reaching out to touch his face, was escaped by Xia Xi, this hide, let Zhou self usa more uncomfortable. But a second Xia Xi Qing also took the head on the shoulders of Zhou Zixi, and sighed.

Zhou Weiqi touched his back, and knew the top of Xia Xiqing. He is born in a happy family, and it is almost unimaginable for Xia Xiqing. People always say that they are guys, but these are just empty talks in Zhou Ziyi, no personal experience, the so-called sense of feelings is just paralysis Beautiful words.

"Do you start pity now?" Xia Xi was on his body, the voice was cold, like a thin layer of ice, "this is just a horn of the iceberg."

Xia Xiqing is like a male child, which is constantly tearing his wound in front of Zhou Zi, and tears in front of it, and smiled and said to him. Do you look, this is good?

Is this rotten thorough?

This is scary.

Zhou Ziyou pinched his neck, "said that it is not pitiful." His finger has a temperature of the ironing post, "I like you so much, you are scraped by the sprig, I feel pitiful, for you It hurts, who makes me this person's temper is like this, people who don't like it will sympathize with them. "He hug Xia Xiqing," You are my favorite person, you said that I can not pity you. "

"Anyway, you are a logic." Xia Xi was too lazy to argue with him.

But he heard that Zhou Zi said, and suddenly I didn't want to continue to say, telling him that those things are too cruel to Zhou Zi.

"I am quite curious, you should be very like your mother." Zhou Ziyi slammed his chin and looked up his face and gently kissed his nose.

Xia Xiqing did not yell at him this time, just came out from his arms. He took him to a suite in it. There was a cabinet in the suite, and Xia Xi cleared the third drawer, and found a photo from it.

Zhou Ziyi thought this is a photo of the mother of Xia Xiqing, handed over, the photo is actually a pair of oil painting, which seems to be taken on a picture.

Woman drawing a side of a woman drawing. A long hair of a black black is on the side, the face is good, the man is expensive, and the white neck is wearing a string of glorious Yingying Pearl necklace. What didn't think of Zhou Shuyi is that the paintings are more likely to be similar than he imagined.

"If this is to put a mole in the tip of the nose, saying that you are a letter." Zhou Ziyi felt a little familiar, but it could certainly be familiar, almost exactly the same as Xia Xi, he reached out to the shoulders of Xia Xialu, and touched His ear, "such a woman is totally proud of capital."

It is like you have the right to pride.

Zhou Zi took a photo from his hand, and looked at it carefully, and found a small label below, and wrote a name. His face can not help but show a surprise look, "Is this your painting?"

"Well." Xia Xiqing's eyes stared at the picture in the photo. "This is the picture when I was fifteen, and I was the first auction. At that time she had gone for five years, full by credit Memory. "

Even if you don't understand art, Zhou Zhao can also see the gentleness and love between the strokes. Although this mother has hurt his business, but in the eyes of Xia Xi, it is always his mother.

"Why is it a photo?" Zhou Ziyi asked, "Where is this painting now?"

Xia Xi shook his head, "I don't know. This picture is bought in my mother's gallery. I found someone to say, it seems to be an ordinary collector, and later sold to overseas, then I can't find it. "

As a competent story, Xia Xi is clear, "Do you want to know how my mother is dead?"

Zhou Zi Yu stunned, his eyes were soft.

Xia Xiqing worps his neck, and the mouth is slightly evoked. "Nothing, you have to say it all."

"These things, are you talking to others?"

"I am not the kind of slag male who took the so-called painful experience to defraud someone else's sympathy." After he smiled and shook his head, "Well, I am a slag man, but I am a residue."

After saying this, Xia Xiqing poked his forehead by Zhou Self-honored fingers. He smiled and held Zhou's self-portied finger and put it in his mouth kissed kisses.

He is really unwilling to say. But the other party is Zhou Zi, he is not willing to conceal, after all, there is such experience, you need to be honest, so that Zhou has selection room.

After listening to it, don't accept such a bad person.

Xu Qichen didn't know, he only knew that I used to be hit by Xia Yi, this is no way, he is my same table. "He pulled his mouth," Xia Yizai is for his face, never hit me. The face, I use the thin and long golf club to hit my back, tie it, or I will run. "

He said that the sound is painted, and the eyes are reluctant. People can usually have any expression, I can now recall him that my eyes have a panic expression. "Xia Xiqing imitated that he was like Xu Qichen," You have been born back, and the school uniforms have been added. "

"Then I can't hurt, his man is smart, the average person will be able to be a way." Xia Xi is sigh, "But I still can't say something else, otherwise two pitiful People are also too bitter together. "After finishing, Xia Xi smiled, put the photo back in the drawer, with Zhou Shu, walked out of the collection room, walked the long gallery.

"My mother died in drug abuse." Xia Xiqing is like these words without burden, "postpartum depression continued to increase, she rely on drugs every day to keep the body in front of the outside. White, outside When she was like an angel, she became a madman back home. It has long been converted between the two, and she can't change the role. "When he said, he suddenly stopped, incomparably serious Looking at the side face of Zhou, "You said, I can play, is there any genetics."

After that, he laughed and helped the armrest to go upstairs.

The hands of Zhou Zixi are cold.

He first felt that his temperature was so small, so it is not worth mentioning, can you warm the summer pleasure?

He is uncertain.

"She spokes to built an art galler, named my name, as my ten-year-old birthday gift, she truined a cake teacher in France, made my cake into a sculpture, imitation, Ma Langhan Mohmia's sculpture is doing "mother love", everything is very decent. "Go on the last step, Xia Xiqing stopped, like waiting for the self-saving.

"Then, the art gallerry ..."

"Then she was on the day of the art galler," Xia Xiqing continued to go in front, the sound did not have a wave of waves, "it was twitching, fell to me and my cake."

Zhou Zixi's previous step, holding his hand, fingertiping cold, and this wet heat warm midsummer night ginger.

"I didn't think it all at the time, everyone was so panic, I also said, nothing, my mother is often like this, she will be fine." Xia Xi smiled, "then she didn't get better again."

Xia Xialu's footsteps suddenly, stopped in front of a dark blue door, silent for half a minute.

"The cake didn't eat it, so unfortunately, no one will do so beautiful cake for me."

In fact, it is not for me, it is for her own.

His hand held the door handle, the finger tightened, and suddenly hesitated in the moment.

Zhou Zhao felt almost a moment in an instant, his shoulders were shaking, the more shaking, like a patient who got a serious illness, the body began to be uncontrolled.

"What happened?" He hugged Xia Xiqing, and he hesitated. "This is ... What is this room?"

Xia Xiqing low, tightly biting his rear slot to teeth, so that he shakes it is not so powerful, he thought that he can easily face these past, thinking that the past has passed, is not enough to become a torture. nightmare.

Pandora's box is always to open.

"This is my room." Xia Xiqing worked hard to overcome the cold war, trying to turn the door handle, a warm and dry palm covering your own, Zhou Zi's voice is also warm, like a young soft spring water, Slowly flowing over, covered with this could be hit.

"If you really can't overcome, it doesn't matter." Zhou Zhi's thumb as always heirlitized his hand, "I can't give it."

I can't bear to see him into pain, this is really torment for him.

Xia Xi smoked silently and looked with lips.

"No, I need you." He looked at Zhou Zhuang, "If you don't, I will never step back. Since you have the courage to make the stack collapsed." He hook the mouth, "I can also "

After that, Xia Xiqing opened the door.

Inside the paint black, what else can you not see, the heavy darkness will be completely swallowed, but those memories are as sweeping like a tsunami, destroying the earth.

Xia Xiqing opened the lights in the town. This room finally lit, in fact, an ordinary children's room, dark blue wallpaper and ceiling, small desk, as well as a single bed. The only difference is that the wall is filled with Xia Xiqing Xiaoshi painting.

Zhou Ziyi took note of his window and balcony, all installed iron railing.

It looks like a small prison.

"I remember that you asked me when I truthfully adventure, why is it afraid of black. The voice of Xia Xiqing is very sinking, as if a stone that is gently put on the lake, heavy, silent.

"From my note, they will cry each time, I may cry, maybe it affects them, so I was thrown into my small room, anti-lock, closed the light, let me self-reflect in the dark. But I I don't understand anything at that time, I will only be afraid. "

He slowly walked to the railings of the balcony, and his fingers grabbed two times, "Still very strong."

"Yes, I came home. They just fought, I still cried, so I naturally got it, but I was afraid, so I ran to the balcony and cry. "Xia Jiqing is sitting in the railing, sitting on the ground," In order to avoid this incident, they have happened again, they have locked the balcony, one for all. "

Zhou Zixi can't imagine that Xia Xi Qing's childhood is spent in how deformed home.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Xia Xi list off his top, and bowed his head to the old scar of his waist, "I have seen this."

"My mother has been crazy at home. I said to me, because my birth, her life will go to unfortunate." Xia Xi Qing's eyes suddenly wet, "If I don't exist," His hand is good. " It is like holding a sharp edge, and suddenly piercing his body, "she joined in, pulling out, then locking me here."

"She used to hold me before, I was the only piece of art created in this life. But she then complained me so much, saying that I was the chief culprit of her tragic life, she must destroy me. "

"But I," Xia Xiqing is finally crying, "I just want to be her child."

Zhou Zhao was almost collapsed. He hugged Xia Xiqing before, this person finally became integrated with the people who were crying in his arms, and so naked, so painful.

"I was still so small at that time, just five years old, behind the door, I was bloody, I was full of blood, shouting my father and mother, no one came to save me."

"The room is black, there is no sound, only me alone, only me." Xia Xiqing is shaking, tears are like a broken bead, "If there is a person at that time, I will be good."

I used to have a lot of love.

I have exhausted what I can show my flash, learn to do a child who will not lose face.

But later I found out that I need a luxury for love.

I just need someone, when I am afraid, open this door for me.