The woman in the painting smiling

It was another cold night, the city lights were still brilliant, but they could not illuminate my mood, I was gloomy, I was in pain, my legs were shaking and my body was weak.

　　"Master, I beg you, please spare me--"

　　I stood in the alley next to Chen Qiyuan's house, clutching the old blind man's arm for a while, sad as if a little girl who will receive a guest.

　　"Go, do not worry about it, the master to you pressure, you bold on it, everything has the master in it!"

　　The old blind man is inhumane, a hand will push me out.

　　I was completely desperate, wiping tears and walked to the door of Chen Qiyuan's house, stopped at the street lamp.

　　Chen Qiyuan was not at home, which was expected, so I had to wait, and then it was precisely the process of waiting that was the most tangled.

　　This time I have been imagining what Chen Qiyuan will do to me, the pervert will not pick my clothes, will not put his dirty hands on me? Will he also gnaw me?

　　It's over, I'm finished, my innocence is going to be lost, once I think of these things, I simply want to untie my shoelaces and hang myself from a streetlight pole.

　　But after all, I can not really kill myself, otherwise, it would be too innocent, so I can only continue to wait and torment.

　　Let me feel depressed, Chen Qiyuan this pervert seems to come back especially late tonight, my side are almost frozen into ice, looking at almost midnight, he still did not come back, which makes my heart can not help but float a fluke, thinking that he did not come back tonight? If that's the case, it would be great, at least I can reprieve a day, right?

　　But what I didn't expect was that when I was lucky, two figures came in crookedly from the entrance of the alley, and when I looked up, it was Chen Qiyuan and a half-drunk, sultry man, and the two were walking along, groping all the way around, and the situation was so disgusting that I looked at it and instantly got goose bumps, and my legs were sore.

　　"Don't come over, don't come over ah bastard, you can't see me, you can't see me--"

　　I covered my eyes with my hands, hoping that Chen Qiyuan could not see me.

　　However, to my despair, the bastard Chen Qiyuan finally came over and saw me with great precision.

　　After seeing me, he seemed very excited and could not help but be all smiles, looking at me with glowing eyes and said, "Huh, you are - the kid from last night? Ha ha, did not expect you to come so soon ah, good, good!"

　　"Brother, you, hello -" Since I was found, I can only go forward to greet, I feel like I was talking, the tone and look, living off a little mushroom to find abuse... ...

　　"Who is this?" Chen Qiyuan brought back the man who saw me, could not help but ask Chen Qiyuan with a face full of displeasure.

　　I really want to throw these two bastards into a pot and stew them together.

　　"One of my distant cousins, huh," Chen Qiyuan laughed, then said to the demon man, "Xiao Lai, sorry ha, I'm afraid I'm not very convenient tonight, why don't you go back first."

　　"Hmph, boring!" That demon male heard this, then he pouted like a woman, turned around and twisted his butt and walked away.

　　At that time, seeing the demon man's look and actions, goose bumps fell off my body and my teeth were sore.

　　"Oh, a trace little brother, come with me," Chen Qiyuan watched the demon man walked away, then went up to me with a smile.

　　I nodded woodenly and followed him.

　　He saw that I was walking slowly, so he also slowed down and walked shoulder to shoulder with me.

　　I was scared and worried that he would suddenly make a move on me, so I kept stumbling to the side.

　　Seeing my actions, he did not feel is smile a little and said to me, "Don't be afraid, brother will not harm you, you are still too young."

　　"Well, good," I nodded, grinning and squeezing out a smile.

　　"Go in, take a look at my house," Chen Qiyuan opened the door, pressed the light in the room, and then let me in.

　　I walked in timidly and looked up, but found that the home was warm and not as scary as I thought it would be.

　　The light is very bright, the living room is very spacious, the walls are hung with a lot of paintings, some are abstract, some are sketches, the back wall in the center of the pair is particularly exquisite, the painting is an ancient woman dressed in red, her eyebrows contain emotion, skin delicate and transparent, quiet, hidden a hint of rhythm, let a person take a look, can not help but have a feeling of heart pounding.

　　The woman is so realistic that when you look at her, there will be a sense of dream, which makes me very nervous, I think the painting some magic, so I dare not look at it, only glanced twice, then turned his head to look elsewhere.

　　Other furnishings in the living room are very ordinary, sofa and coffee table against the wall, the left hand side of the empty field, placed on the easel, next to the easel placed on a small table, the table is a brush, ink, paper and ink and some colored ink, opposite the easel is a thick velvet curtain, that curtain seems to hide something behind.

　　"Feel free to sit down, no need to be formal," Chen Qiyuan is very affable, while greeting me to sit, while pouring me a cup of hot tea and handed it over.

　　I took the cup of tea, clutching it in both hands, and took a sip, sweating nervously, not daring to look Chen Qiyuan in the eye.

　　"What, a conflict with the family, is not it?" Chen Qiyuan sat down opposite me, crossed his legs, while smoking a cigarette, while drinking tea and asked.

　　Hearing this, I then thought for a moment in my mind, mulling over my age, so late to run out, indeed need a reasonable excuse, so then I said to him: "I want to go to school, they do not let me go to school, but also let me go to the construction site to do heavy work, the New Year is not comfortable, and talk about me all day."

　　"Oh, it's normal, parents are like that," Chen Qiyuan laughed, put out his cigarette, got up and walked to the easel, stretched out his long fingers, elegantly picked up a brush and gently drew on the canvas while saying to me, "Want to learn how to draw? I can teach you."

　　"I want to learn, but I'm afraid my hands are clumsy," I said to him.

　　"It's okay, no one is born a prodigy. Come on, I'll sketch you first, and you can be my model."

　　As he spoke, he walked around the easel and went over to pull back the velvet curtain, and I realized there was a small cubicle inside, set up similar to a photo studio, with a landscape painting on top of the back wall and a chair in the center of the cubicle, and there were even fake flowers and some stuffed teddy bears next to the chair.

　　"Go over and sit down, don't be nervous, when you get to me, it's just like going home," Chen Qiyuan told me to sit on the chair, then opened the reflective lights on both sides, I immediately felt a brightness in my body, some dazzle in my vision, some can't see clearly around the situation.

　　However, this also allows me to find a sense of comfort to cover the ears, the mind is unconsciously calm.

　　"Take that bouquet of flowers," Chen Qiyuan said to me.

　　I picked up the bunch of fake flowers at my feet and held them in my hands.

　　"Okay, that's it, don't move, eyes forward, um, yeah, raise it a little higher, a little higher, okay, that's it, don't move haha," Chen Qiyuan said, and then he picked up the brush and drew on the canvas very carefully, and I just kept sitting there and let him draw.

　　At this time my inner feelings are bizarre, I do not know what I am doing, and what I did not expect is that I sat so, the line of sight fell on the back wall of the ancient portrait of a woman, and then I just keep looking at her, unconsciously, but seems to find that the painting of the woman smiled at me, and then actually waved at me.