A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

(Updated, you can watch it, alright)

"Want to paint together?"

Ju Yongzhen carried the drawing board on his back, with his hands hanging naturally by his side, and his voice was somewhat sloppy and leisurely, which is unique to a teenager.

"OK."

Shu Ange complied, Shi Linlang was completely ignored, and flames were about to burst out of the sky.

She watched the two leave, resentment burning in her heart.

Shi Linlang is a person with excess self-awareness, who likes to be noticed by others and hates being ignored.

Ju Yongzhen didn't appear much at school before, and Shi Linlang never had contact with him.

I only heard people say that living in Shilin City is considered a relatively wealthy family, and Ju Yongzhen has autism and can't even go to school normally.

So what if you have money, it's no use putting on your autistic son.

Shi Linlang was originally a vain and vain character. After getting the Internet celebrity cultivation system, her desire and greed were magnified, and she always wanted more.

She has no interest in Ju Yongzhen, but just hopes that people around her can turn around her.

"Host! Host! That man just now is the Great Luck! He is the Great Luck!"

"What, Ju Yongzhen is a lucky person? Are you mistaken?"

The system's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement: "I can't make a mistake, you were only one meter away from him just now, I can sense it!"

"What should I do to get the approval of the airlifters?"

Shi Linlang's voice was also full of excitement, and the haze that had been threatened by Shu Ange was swept away in an instant.

"Try to get close to him, I will help you exchange the favor spray, as long as you can walk in front of Ju Yongzhen, just spray the spray on him."

"Okay, I will definitely find a way to appear in front of Ju Yongzhen."

In the past, Ju Yongzhen was a ghost, and it was difficult for him to appear at school once a semester, so Shi Linlang naturally had a hard time finding him.

But it's different now, and Ju Yongzhen's frequency of appearing at school has greatly increased. In addition, he seems to have a good relationship with Shu Ange, as long as Shi Linlang follows her closely, he can see Ju Yongzhen.

After leaving the school gate, Ju Yongzhen and Shu Ange got into the black car together.

"Where are we going? I can't go back too late."

"Don't worry, it won't be long."

Ju Yongzhen looked out the car window with a light expression, and there seemed to be a bit of melancholy lingering in his eyebrows.

The driver was very relieved to see this scene in the rearview mirror.

Even if it is melancholy, they rarely see it from the young master.

He always looks like he is out of the world, he doesn't care about anything, the only thing he cares about is the paintings in his studio.

The wife and husband were very distressed, and even privately found many people in the mysterious door, trying to solve the son's problem from a metaphysical point of view.

How could a person who has never lived in the Republic of China draw such realistic scenes of life?

Why is a teenager who is only ten years old, like an old man, so sullen and lacking in vitality.

Unfortunately, after seeing Ju Yongzhen, the people in Xuanmen all said that he had no problem at all, and there were no ghosts around him.

The only possibility is that when Ju Yongzhen was reincarnated, his obsession in his previous life was so strong that he often dreamed of his previous life.

If a person cannot be liberated from his previous life, he will naturally not be able to perceive the karmic emotions of this life.

Shu Ange appeared, like a ray of light, melting the ice surrounding Ju Yongzhen.

In him, the emotions of ordinary people gradually appeared. Melancholy, sadness, nostalgia, care...

They believe that in time, the young master will be able to get out of the dream of the previous life.

"It's here, it's here."

The car stopped in front of a dilapidated clock tower, the sun was setting, and weeds were growing wildly. The big clock at the top of the clock tower has long stopped swinging.

There are many tall buildings in the distance, and the grass is fading in the sky, forming a sharp contrast.

There is a church not far away. If you look closely, you can find that these ruins are full of the style of the Republic of China.

"here is?"

"Ms. Shi, this is the old site of the Republic of China. I bought it for my home and did not develop it. It is for the young master to paint."

"..."

Although it is not the city center, it is not far from the city.

If you are rich enough to buy such a large piece of land and do not develop it, you are really rich and willful.

"It turns out that, Senior Ju really likes to draw."

While the two were talking, Ju Yongzhen had already stretched out the drawing board, and began to draw seriously against the desolate and desolate scene.

Shu Ange stood behind Ju Yongzhen and found that the picture he painted was not a dilapidated clock tower, but a lively train station square.

The bell tower, the church, the white pigeons, the bustling train station square, and the hurried travelers with suitcases.

Ju Yongzhen's paintings have a unique charm that can make people sink into them.

His grasp of color is almost to the point of perfection. Realistic at the same time, but also substituted for a strong personal color.

The canvas is obviously a very ordinary daily life scene, but if someone with rich emotions sees this painting, they will definitely cry.

It was still that cold-tempered warlord, a charming and charming girl, carrying a small and delicate suitcase, and galloping towards him, his jacket rising with the wind.

The two were about to embrace each other, but the picture was frozen at this moment.

Ju Yongzhen put down his brush, and his whole body was filled with heavy sadness.

"Senior Ju."

Shu Ange put his hand on Ju Yongzhen's shoulder, and the other hand picked up the paintbrush from the shelf next to him.

"Can I get a new canvas?"

"Um."

Ju Yongzhen snorted, and the driver helped to put away the paintings that were still wet, and put a piece of white drawing paper on the easel.

Shu Ange let go of Ju Yongzhen's shoulders, stood in front of the easel, raised his wrists, calmed down, and carefully presented the picture engraved in his mind.

The boulevard, the warm sunshine, the tall man in military uniform, pushing his gentle wife in a wheelchair.

The eyes of the man looking at his wife were full of sadness and reluctance. The wife tilted her head slightly, holding a beautiful white dove in her palm, with a smile as bright as spring.

Her eyes were full of happiness and contentment.

Anyone can see that the affection between the two people in the painting and the cold metal wheelchair make onlookers have all kinds of pessimistic guesses.

This is obviously a painting full of sadness, but when Ju Yongzhen saw this painting, his chest was filled with a warm throbbing.

Maybe it was the familiar face, maybe the white dove in the woman's palm was too cute.

"Senior Ju, it's getting late, we should go back. On the way back, I'll tell you the stories in these two paintings."

"Okay."

The driver neatly received the undried paintings, easels, racks, etc., into the trunk of the car.

When the car started, Shu Ange slowly told Ju Yongzhen about today's story.

"...The war is endless, and the enemy and the family hate the present. They choose to leave the small family for everyone. One leads the army to expel the ambitious enemies, and the other devotes himself to the research and development of medical science and education. It is a very happy thing.”