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Chapter 42

The soul and the heart live and die together, they embrace each other tightly, they love each other, and they are inseparable.

"Oh, you two, don't talk about stars or nebulae, come, come, watch this video." Xiaohan didn't know when she squeezed between the two of them, she turned her phone sideways, and clicked on "Artist Art" Interview's official Weibo. "The trailer of the last interview has been cut out, and Aite even invited Brother Tian."

[@ArtistArt Interview Official Weibo: The collision between painting and soul is always full of surprises. Next Wednesday at 8:30 p.m. on Star TV, "Artist Art Interview Special", let us follow in the footsteps of the super-popular artist @桑操天, Let's embark on the road of art together.There are also a lot of shooting tidbits and surprise drops, please click on the official website for the detailed preview video——]

This Weibo was officially released 10 minutes ago, and so far, the number of retweets has exceeded 30.In addition, many fans began to frantically circle Sang Yintian's name in the comment area under this Weibo.

Xiaohan twitched the corner of her mouth, and clicked on the teaser video.

Under the black background, a line of white characters gradually entered.

【What is art...】

Immediately afterwards, the screen turned, and the series of photos of "Flame Rose" slowly appeared in the video in a fade-in manner.Roses bloom in a dynamic video before being swallowed by fire.The sound effect was so realistic that Sang Yintian frowned subconsciously, but the next second, Ye Siran gently pinched his shoulder.

"Truth is creation..." Sang Yintian's voice happened to be interspersed with the moment when the rose withered, and the screen turned again, his eyes were infinitely enlarged, and a beating flame was printed in the pupil of the left eye. There was a sea of ​​flames, and a bloody red rose appeared.

""Wildness" is not a derogatory term, everyone's nature is precious. "

Suddenly, the screen was replaced by darkness again.A few seconds later, a beam of bright light shot down from the top of Sang Yintian's head, and the white feathers swirled slowly in the air, rubbing against his hair, the tip of his nose and his collarbone.A few strands of tied-up hair were blown away by the wind.

The thorns and vines wrapped around his ankles grew wantonly and finally swallowed him.

The camera zoomed in slowly, and in the darkness, Sang Yintian's face gradually became clear.He closed his eyes, his eyelids were covered with a layer of earth-colored eyeshadow, and his thin lips seemed to be stained with morning dew from rose petals, his expression looked a bit cold.

Ye Siran suddenly thought of that winter day, what he saw at the beach was such an expression of indifference to the world.It was as if Sang Yintian did not belong to this world.

No one can see his emotions.

Ye Siran has seen this face too many times, but in this short 20-second preview, his full attention is still attracted by the person in the camera, which is really amazing.

"I want to say that, because each sees indifferent variety and facing different situations..." The person in the video finally opened his eyes, and the whole picture was gradually shrouded in white mist, "They will always grow up different flowers."

Snow began to fall in this independent space, the flames under the feet were extinguished, and the roses no longer existed.In this ethereal and empty sound effect, Ye Siran heard a gust of wind, and then Sang Yintian's artistic signature appeared in the center of the screen, and was finally replaced by the program name "Artist".

"I'm going... As expected of a special episode... The 20-second trailer just created the feeling of a single MV." Xiaohan turned off the phone screen, couldn't help curling her lips, and counted the two people in front of her. thumb. "If I didn't know that you are a painter, I would have thought this was some starlet's debut promotional video."

A person who can rely on his face to make a living must rely on his talent.This is the most annoying.

But who made that person happen to be Sang Yintian.

After finishing speaking, Xiaohan reposted the Weibo on her personal account.Finally, he blinked and clicked on the comment section under the video.

[@一个她饼: Damn, are all the painters so curly now?Let's not talk about how the painting is, just look at this face, do you really not consider entering the entertainment industry to develop and develop?There is one thing to say, if you dare to make a debut, I will be a fan? ! 】

[@悦己者: At first glance, I thought it was a micro-movie made by a celebrity, but after a closer look, it turned out to be an artist's interview preview, and I have to say... awesome!Is even a trailer of this quality these days... and more, I want to know all the information about that artist! ! 】

[@桑桑的玫瑰拍根: Finally, the day when Sang Sang shows her face! !It's not easy, it's really exciting! !Ahhh! !I declare that from now on I will be his face fan! 】

[@我是一个小mulberry: The little mulberry of Sangsang’s family is here!Here to give you a popular science about Shuaibi in the video!Name: @杨引天, age: 23 years old.Graduate school: Rome Academy of Fine Arts.Loves sweets (I prepared a lot of delicious desserts for fans in the last solo exhibition, I like my heart), speaks with a nice voice and is low-key and gentle (move to the super chat next door), uses roses as a paintbrush (he is not romantic, who is romantic!! )... There are many more, so I won’t list them one by one. For those who want to know more, you can go to Sangsang Chaohua to see for yourself! !Finally last!Sangsang yyds!Little Mulberry will always be a family! 】

"Uh..." Seeing this, Xiao Han couldn't help laughing.She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, and bumped Sang Yintian's back with her left arm, "Hey, do you know what your fans usually call themselves on Weibo?"

"Uh..." If he was not mistaken, the girl standing in front of him had just lost her love an hour ago, how could she still laugh now.But that's okay, Sang Yintian is more accepting of Xiao Han who is laughing heartlessly than trying to comfort others.He looked surprised and raised his face slightly, "I don't even read Weibo very much, so where would I know?"

"That's right, you obviously have a face that is less than 20 years old, but you can always do things that my dad and others can do at that age... To put it mildly, people think you are a Buddhist, and to put it bluntly, you It’s an early step into old age.”

"Uh..." Sang Yintian always felt that this was not a compliment to him.He was too lazy to argue, so he had to change the topic back, "So what do they call themselves?"

No matter what they call themselves, Sang Yintian will not feel strange at all, after all, it can be seen from the names they call themselves, it is not such an elegant word.

Xiaohan clutched her stomach, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "Little Mulberry! Hahaha... This is too cute hahaha. From today on, Brother Xiaoye and I are your little Mulberry! Hahaha... ..."

"Huh..." It's okay, it's much better than "Sangsang".Sang Yintian subconsciously pressed his eyebrows.I was speechless for a moment.

When the evening wind blows, Sang Yintian feels a little cold.He couldn't help but sneezed, and turned his head to look at Ye Siran, who was lowering his hair in a daze.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ye Siran.

"All the scene designs in the trailer really match your famous painting "Flame Rose"...the color tone, clothing, and those rose vines entangled around you..." Ye Siran was still full of emotions, and touched his own I checked the phone again, and still couldn't help exclaiming, "I have to say, Sister Katy is really amazing. "

"Really?" Sang Yintian smiled, he just liked seeing Ye Siran so serious. "I'm not that good?"

"Uh..." Ye Siran put away her phone and turned her head away.

Which pot is this person not opening and lifting?

"It's just a preview, you're so excited, when the feature film is released, you won't eat me?" Sang Yintian squeezed his collar.

I don't want to say whether Ye Siran will eat it, but judging from Xiaohan's expression just now, she will definitely anyway.Sang Yintian took a deep breath, thinking that no matter how busy he is in the future, he should take Xiaohan out to gain insights.

Ding--

Sang Yintian's phone screen suddenly lit up.

It was a WeChat message from Katy.Sang Yintian's fingertips paused, recalling what Xu Hanzhi said before.They're just partners, not real friends, but at least Katy does see his talent.

Sang Yintian sighed deeply and unlocked the phone.

[Katy: Teacher Sang, the filming of our art interview this time was very successful. Judging from the amount of forwarding of short stories in the trailer today, the ratings are indeed impressive.Therefore, the organizer of the show decided to hold an art reception on the night of the show next Wednesday, and will invite many seniors and teachers who have studied art. You should have an impression of Mr. Cheng Yan.He came back from abroad on purpose. 】

Sang Yintian is not really interested in the content of the first half of the sentence. Whether the program is good or bad, whether the ratings are high or low, is not something he should consider.

But the last half of the sentence is really fascinating.

Cheng Yan, Sang Yintian's tutor at the Academy of Fine Arts in Rome.

"Art Reception..."

It seemed that Sang Yintian hadn't participated in such a large reception for art for a long time.

After 10 o'clock in the evening, it began to rain lightly in Xicheng.Sang Yintian first drove Xiaohan home safely, and then drove slowly on the small road leading to the suburban villas.

For some reason, Ye Siran has bowed his head and been silent all the way since getting in the car.Even when Sang Yintian occasionally talked to him on purpose, Ye Siran just gave a weak "hmm" a few times, and then completely stopped talking.

It's like perfunctory.

The atmosphere became a little weird, Sang Yintian pressed the steering wheel with his right hand, and gradually became irritable.He opened the window and increased the speed of the car. The cold wind kept hitting the car with big raindrops. Within a few minutes, the left half of his hair was completely wet and drooped by his ear.

This damp coolness also startled Ye Siran, he raised his head subconsciously, biting the corner of his mouth.The words I wanted to say suddenly stuck in my throat.

After a whole day, what exactly did he do.Why did you show Sang Yintian the heart nebula map he took when he was in school in the early morning of March 3th? Why was he so angry that he and Xu Hanzhi were alone together and sat in front of the cake shop for 14 minutes? .

What's even more strange is that when he saw the photo of the soul nebula, he was even a little bit elated.

Glad he was the first to see this.

But this is too abnormal for him.

Ye Siran rubbed her eyes, and lightly licked the seam of her lips with the tip of her tongue.The bangs blown by the wind hang down in front of his eyes, blocking most of his sight.The people around him seemed to be sulking too. Even though the rain had drifted onto the co-driver, Sang Yintian remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the front, letting the rain soak Ye Siran's sleeves.

A few minutes later, Ye Siran finally couldn't help but speak. "It's raining so hard, why did you open the window?"

"Uh..." Sang Yintian closed the window and said nothing.

"You, are you angry?" Ye Siran looked over carefully, but he couldn't see Sang Yintian's expression, so he had to reach out to wipe the raindrops on his side face.

Before his fingertips touched his face, Sang Yintian slammed on the brakes.

"Ye Siran, can you tell me, what are you up to?" This was the first sentence Sang Yintian spoke, with a trace of anger. "You just came out of Xiaohan's community, and you didn't want to talk to me. Why? Did I say something wrong again? Or did something make you unhappy?"

There seems to be one thing that can make Ye Siran unhappy.Sang Yintian closed his eyes and finally turned his head. "Is it because I deliberately pushed you away at that time that I was angry?"

"I do not……"

It's not that Ye Siran doesn't want to talk, it's just that he is easy to consider many factors, and the words he wants to say are forcibly enclosed in a box, and he can't get them out no matter what.

"I admit that I was wrong to deliberately dismiss you at that time... But, I just don't want to involve you in these boring things, and I don't want you to get in touch with those disgusting things." Sang Yintian His voice was a little hoarse, and his nasal voice was very heavy. At first glance, it sounded like he was choked up after being wronged. "Didn't you say that we are friends? But why don't you tell me anything..."

He was like an outsider, shut out by Ye Siran.He knocked on the door for a long time, but couldn't open it.

"Ye Siran, sometimes I... sometimes I'm really afraid of guessing wrong." Sang Yintian finally lowered his head, passed his left hand through the half-wet hair, and pressed it on his forehead. "You...you can't go back any more..."

Don't go back anymore, big deal, I just don't go forward anymore.

Sang Yintian closed his eyes, forcing his body to stop trembling...

Yes, even such a perfect person would feel afraid, so why are you hesitating.Do so many incredible things just because you and Sang Yintian are so-called friends?Ye Siran, are you really willing to just be friends with this person?

He was not reconciled.

"I know it's really hard for you, but can you—" Sang Yintian said more and more urgently, the veins on the back of his hands twitched a few times, and the sockets of his eyes began to turn red.That's right, Ye Siran's silence along the way made him really a little scared, he was afraid that Ye Siran would keep retreating, to a place where he could no longer catch it.

"Sang Yintian." Ye Siran interrupted Sang Yintian and called out his name directly.

"How--"

"Let's talk about love."

"What did you say..." Sang Yintian opened his eyes.

Ye Siran bit her lip and clenched her fists. "I, I like you, I like you very much...Whether it's Bai Yuxia or Xu Hanzhi, I don't know who else will appear in the future...but as long as I think of you being with one of them, my chest will feel tight Difficult. I don't want to...don't want to give you to them...and I know I'm not good enough for you, but—"

But what.

Ye Siran stopped suddenly.Bai Yuxia is a well-known rising star in the entertainment industry, with a face that Sang Yintian likes, and Xu Hanzhi is not only rich, but also knows many friends in the industry who can help Sang Yintian.

What about himself?What has he done for Sang Yintian for so long?What can I do for him?To Sang Yintian, he is just a trouble that will slow down.

Ye Siran felt that she was really crazy, so crazy that she dared to say so many unrealistic things to the person she liked, and even elevated her status invisibly.

Just crazy.

"Uh..." Ye Siran subconsciously wanted to say the three words "I'm sorry" to Sang Yintian.

"Have you really thought it through?" Sang Yintian's eyes were still red, and he clearly said that the person he liked was Ye Siran, but he was more nervous than anyone else. "With our current relationship, you can stop at any time, but if you are in a relationship, you may really not be able to escape. Ye Siran, you still have a chance to choose."

"Do you want to continue the ambiguity, or do you want to have a love affair with an unknown outcome?" Sang Yintian blinked slightly.

"Uh..." Ye Siran was silent suddenly, he didn't know what the correct answers to these questions were, but he wanted to be with this person even in his dreams. "I've figured it out, I like you to the end of my life."

If I hadn't met you, I didn't even intend to walk into the next dawn.

The rain outside the window became heavier, blurring the light and shadow cast by the street lamps ahead, and the southeast wind slanted the sycamore branches beside the sidewalk.Sang Yintian sighed softly, unbuckled his seat belt, leaned sideways and kissed Ye Siran's lips.

It's cool, thin, probably because it was licked just now because of nervousness, and it's also very wet.Also mixed with the fragrance of orange.

Sang Yintian tapped his lips lightly, and reached out to rub Ye Siran's half-wet hair at the temples.

"Ye Siran, do you know that your eyes can't deceive people at all." Sang Yintian stared at Ye Siran's eyes seriously, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "You want to kiss me, don't you?"

Ye Siran's breathing became short, and the anxiety in his chest dissipated instantly. His hands trembled slightly, and finally he couldn't help but rushed over.

What is worthy or not, whether to run away, what to stop at any time... He just wants to hug this person tightly, from the center of his brows, to kiss his eyes, past the tip of his nose, and gently nibble his neck.It was like having a beautiful dream, in which this person belonged to him.Even if this dream will wake up, at least they still have some memories.

This work of art is so beautiful, Ye Siran squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but want to leave his mark.

"Sang Yintian... I like you."

"like you……"

"Like it like crazy."

The small space became hot in an instant, apart from the sound of rain hitting the glass window and the muffled groaning in his throat, Ye Siran called his name over and over again.

"When I count one..." Sang Yintian's eyes were imprinted with the mottled stars of the rain curtain outside the window, and his voice was extremely low.

【When I count to 1...】

"I will kiss you puppy."

【I will kiss you. 】

"Five, four...one!"

[5...4...1! 】

Sang Yintian smiled and kissed him.

The soul and the heart live and die together, they embrace each other tightly, they love each other, and they are inseparable.

For love, voluntarily reborn.