"I don't actually draw paintings, and I don't paint well, but Mr. Shang likes to look at me, so when he is at home, I will dress up like this." Fang Qian smiled, "Painting The painting becomes like this now. It turns out that things that are not good at it are overwhelming for more than ten years.

I came to him and looked at his painting board. In the rectangular canvas, a white wool carpet was lying on the yellow puppy, which was an egg yolk.

"You draw very well ..." Vivid and vivid, whoever watched it, you can't help but see it.

"Mr. Shang doesn't like me to paint these. He likes me to draw flowers and plants, style, snow, and all elegant, Mrs. Shang Madam." The image outlines more full.

His name was Shang Lu "Mr. Shang" and called Mei Zi to find "Mrs. Shang". I don't know if he found it, but he didn't seem to treat himself as the master of this family. He always looked up at them with a lower gesture.

"You must be curious about my identity." Maybe my eyes showed too much emotions. He looked through my thoughts at a glance, "I am an orphan. I stayed in the welfare home before the age of fourteen. Life escaped. "

"But the world outside the outside is not good. I wandered everywhere, had a black worker, lived in the overpass, and picked up garbage. Can you imagine the day when you pick up garbage and pick up the rest of others?"

At this time, it seems that it is not appropriate to say anything. I said nothing, just shook my head.

Although he laughed on his face and seemed to have forgotten the pain of the past, I could still feel from the description of his few words -he did not forget, he was still worried about those experiences and remembers.

I am born in an ordinary family. My parents are full of life. Relatives are harmonious. Before the age of twenty, I was just the most common group of people in this world. What he said was that I would never think, would not involve, and would not encounter it.

"One day, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I thought, grab me, even if I go to jail, anyway, there is a place to sleep, there is a full meal, which is better than outside." He combined the two colors together For a while, I thought about it, and took a stroke, "Then I smashed a car glass of a car. The car was particularly expensive at a glance. After the smashing, I kept calling the driver. "

"I didn't want to escape, so I stood there waiting for him. The driver saw that I was young and didn't know what to do with me. When I turned my head, I asked the boss. Who is that boss, you should guess?"

"... Mr. Shang?" I guess.

Fang Qinian nodded: "At that time, I was seventeen years old, and she was shorter than now. She was particularly thin, and she didn't cut her hair for a long time. She looked like a girl."

"He did not call the police, but brought me home, gave me something, gave me a room, and used everything that I couldn't reach in the past to corrode my heart. Three days later, he asked me if you should stay Come down? He can continue to let me live such a life.

He said here, I have a hopes, which may be the reason why he is dressed as a woman now.

"He gave me a set of women's clothing and asked me to appear in front of him in front of him. I thought he was extremely abnormal at the time, and wanted to sleep. I was not interested, only because I looked like his death wife, so that this request would be mentioned. If I was not interested, I could leave. "

He tilted his head and retreated to look at his paintings. It seemed quite satisfied. He threw the color disk and oil painting pen aside, and stood up with lazy waist.

"But see, how can I leave?" He pressed the remote control again, and the suspension of "G minor gog" again played again. He opened his arms and danced like a light bird in Bach's music.

"I have been pursuing such a life throughout my life, let alone dress up as a woman, just dress up as a dog and a pig, I am willing." His face was stronger, but he was from the inside. It has become what you see now. You are the first 'outsider' to know these. I am glad to tell you these, I have been holding too long. "

"Then your wedding is ..." Just a stand -in, why take risks to get a wedding? And what happened to the movie he made when he was 19 years old?

Looking at it now, the name of Si Ying should also have further meaning. Si Ying, Si Ying, who is the shadow of miss? Is he really ... willing?

Fang Qi stopped dancing in the year. I was surprised that I hit the key points like this, but still answered me: "He and me 'marriage" just because he owed his wife a wedding that year, he wanted to make up. You know, they do more than a dozen The year is together, and the day Mr. Shang was exploded, it was the day he exited the entertainment industry. "

Of course, it was a big news that that year, even if he was not familiar with the entertainment industry, it must be heard slightly.

"He loves her, it is crazy. That's his moonlight, his goddess, the red rose condensed by his heart. I and he and I have their own needs. Everyone in this family does not It's normal, you are used to it. "The last sentence is like a warning, and it is like consolation.

This home is indeed abnormal, and the depression makes people breathless. Shang Yunrou may be the most normal existence.

Is it normal to destroy the "normal" born in "abnormal"?

I rubbed the bridge of my nose and was mad by the family.

"Beishang, are you inside?"

Just as I felt a headache for all of this, the voice of Shang Muyao sounded outside the door.

I moved slightly, looking towards the studio door.

There was no fully closed wooden door, only a small gap left, but Shang Muxiao did not push the door in.

"He doesn't like it here and will never come in." Fang Qinian pointed to a French imperial concubine in the corner covered with a blanket and filled with various paint pots, "Mrs. Shang committed suicide there."