Mrs. Gu is getting divorced every day

Chapter 956 Lost Creative Inspiration
Chu Yun rushed to the apartment as fast as she could.

After Yue Yizhou moved in, in order to give him a sense of security and privacy, Chu Yun did not keep the key to the apartment, but gave it to him for safekeeping.

"Bang bang bang!" She was no longer in the mood to ring the doorbell, and directly slammed on the door.

Time passed by every minute, and every minute and every second made Chu Yun suffer.

The unease and fear in her heart became stronger and stronger, looking at the closed door, she kept knocking.

Just as she was about to give up and was about to go to the apartment property to get a spare key, the door squeaked open unexpectedly.

It was pitch black inside the room, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Yue Yizhou had an unshaven beard and disheveled hair, hanging lifelessly behind the door.

For a moment, Chu Yun felt a little peace of mind, and then another kind of worry flashed out.At this moment, she understands Li Qingzhao's phrase "Only when you lower your eyebrows, but when you raise your heart again".

Hesitatingly, she walked into the apartment and flicked the light switch.

Maybe because the light hadn't been turned on for a long time, Yue Yizhou's eyes narrowed, and it took a while for them to return to normal.

Chu Yun stood at the porch and didn't go in, not because she didn't want to go in, but because she found that there was very little room to set foot in the entire apartment.

There were waste papers all over the floor, she bent down to pick up one, and unfolded it to read.

"Don't look at it." Yue Yizhou snatched the waste paper from her hand, "It's all rubbish, none of it is good."

Only then did Chu Yun notice Yue Yizhou's face, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, cloudy and yellowish, his whole body was already extremely decadent, even more depressed than before.

Facing such a person, Chu Yun didn't know whether to blame or comfort him.

She pursed her slightly dry lips, and tried to ask him, "You, don't you want to continue painting?"

Yue Yizhou glanced at her face and looked at her without saying a word.

Time stood still in silence. After a long time, Chu Yun broke the silence again, "If so..."

This time, Yue Yizhou didn't wait for her to finish, and took over, "No, I never thought of not drawing, I... I was born to draw, and I was born to do fashion design."

Chu Yun knew that designing was to him what acting was to him.

She stood there silently, watching Yue Yizhou's increasingly painful face gradually become distorted.

"But..." he choked with sobs, his eyes were as red as rabbits, "but I found that I couldn't draw at all."

Yue Yizhou met her eyes for the first time, and parted his dry lips with tormented expression, "Can you understand? Every painting is defective, and every stroke is wrong."

Chu Yun listened quietly and let him vent the pain in his heart.

Yue Yizhou walked to the workbench step by step, holding a paintbrush, "In the past, I was most proud of being able to design all kinds of clothes, which were creative and innovative, but now...no, it's impossible."

He shook his head and slumped to the ground.

As an artist, the most painful thing is this.

Chu Yun didn't believe that he was exhausted like this. It was precisely because she saw and believed in Yue Yizhou that she cared so much about him and extended a helping hand to him.

"You have to believe in yourself, you can do it." She knew that words were weak, but now she could only comfort him.

Yue Yizhou raised his head slowly, and said with a sneer, "You don't know, since I left Yuyi, I feel that I have betrayed my original intention. What hope is there for a person who has lost his original intention."

(End of this chapter)