After understanding the nature of the world in the painting, he was able to see the world in the painting.
Ye Mo started to speed up the painting world.
One scene after another.
In front of Ye Mo, it kept changing.
The man and the little boy had a good relationship.
The man gave almost all his love to this boy.
Sometimes.
He wanted to earn enough money to buy a new pair of shoes and clothes for the little boy.
He worked overtime.
After work, he would look for all kinds of part-time jobs.
For example, handing out flyers, washing dishes, and so on.
As long as it was a job that could earn money, men would never refuse.
Moreover…
Because of the man's handsome face.
During this period, there were many women who pursued men.
Amongst them.
One of them was the man's childhood sweetheart.
That time.
The man was moved for the first time.
This was because he had a good impression of this childhood sweetheart when he was young.
Unfortunately, later on, due to various practical reasons.
There was no longer any contact between the two of them.
And this time.
After losing his wife for so many years.
He met the woman he once liked again.
This woman was just like how he remembered her.
She was dignified and elegant, with an aura that attracted him.
And this woman had also launched a crazy pursuit of him.
Even before he pursued her, he had already made it clear.
She didn't mind the man bringing a child with him.
She was also willing to raise the little boy with the man.
Late at night.
After returning home.
She watched her son fall asleep.
The man walked out of the room.
He stood on the balcony and drank the wine.
He recalled the memories of his childhood with his childhood sweetheart.
She could vaguely remember that she had told her childhood sweetheart about it when they parted ways when they were young.
If we can meet again in the future.
If you're still alone and I'm still single, then we'll be together.
The man really wanted to agree to that woman's request and be with her.
But after a long time.
The man crushed the beer bottle in his hand and threw it away.
There was a hint of determination in his eyes.
"I'm not alone now! I even brought talent with me!"
"I can't just think about myself.”
"If Chengcai knew that I was with another woman, he would definitely hate me!”
"I want to be a good father…"
"As long as I can raise Cheng Cai well, I don't care what happens to me!”
The next day.
The man rejected his childhood sweetheart.
He watched as his childhood sweetheart covered her face and left in a daze.
The man's eyes revealed a trace of sympathy, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails pierced into his flesh.
One could vaguely see traces of blood seeping out and dripping onto the ground.
" Becoming a talent, for the sake of becoming a talent, I can't act on impulse..."
The man repeated this sentence over and over again.
Until the woman's sad and lonely back completely disappeared at the end of the street.
In the end, the man did not choose to chase after her!
In the following period of time.
That childhood sweetheart never appeared again.
The man's life returned to its previous rhythm.
In order to give the little boy a better life.
He was busy with all kinds of work every day.
Time passed year after year.
Under the pressure of working overtime for a long time.
The man was no longer as bright and handsome as he was when he was young.
His face began to age, and his hair began to thin.
His waist was also because he had been working with his head lowered all year round.
However, a huge problem had occurred, and he had become a little hunched.
He could not stand straight!
He was old.
From the high-spirited man back then, he had become a hunched old man with white hair.
And the little figure who had held his hand and called him daddy back then.
He had also turned from a little boy to a middle-aged man in his thirties.
The middle-aged man led a very ordinary life.
It was a very simple job that didn't earn much.
However, the middle-aged man did not complain much.
He lived with the old man.
He was very good to the old man. Every time he came back from work, he would accompany the old man to watch TV and chat to relieve his boredom.
The old man's eyes always carried a doting smile.
In the old man's heart.
The middle-aged man in front of him was still the same man who was only as tall as his thigh.
The little boy who tugged at the corner of his shirt every day and called him daddy.
The old man's wish was simple.
He had brought up the child with great care.
He didn't expect his child to be rich, nor did he expect his child to repay him a hundredfold.
He only wanted to live a simple life with his son.
"Dad, when I was young, you were the one who took me out to play!”
"It's rare for the company to have a holiday today. Why don't I take you out for a walk?”
On this day.
The middle-aged man woke up early.
He looked at the old man sitting on the rattan chair and said.
On this day.
The old man was very happy.
Because the middle-aged man had brought him out to play.
While playing.
They were still in the park and paid someone to draw a picture of the two of them standing together.
He returned home at night.
The middle-aged man had to work the next day.
He went to bed early.
The old man turned on the lights in the hall.
He took out the portrait that he had asked someone to draw during the day.
The old man carefully found a frame and placed the portrait of him and his son into the frame.
He looked at the portrait for a long time.
The corners of the old man's eyes were gradually wet with tears.
"Child, you've grown up…"
"You've grown up!"
Soon after.
The old man found a pen and carefully wrote two lines on the frame.
"On x year x month x day, my son took me out to play and even got someone to draw a picture for us.”
"I'm very happy that my son hasn't forgotten me…"
The old man's physical condition was getting worse and worse after years of overwork.
Even the hand holding the pen was trembling.
The words he wrote were also crooked like earthworms.
But the old man still insisted on finishing it.
Then, he placed the painting of him and his son in the most conspicuous place in the room.
"This painting…"
When he saw this scene.
Ye Mo's eyes fluctuated.
This painting was the one he had picked up at Ge Pingyu's house.
However…
There was a huge difference.
This painting was indeed of Ge Pingyu and his son.
But in the painting, Ge Pingyu's son still looked like a normal human.
He stood beside Ge Pingyu.
Both father and son laughed happily.
But why?
Inside the painting Ye Mo picked up.
Would Ge Pingyu's son become a monster with a pig mask?
He was puzzled.
Ye Mo continued to speed up time in the painting world.
The scenes that had happened before were like a slide show.
It flashed in front of him again.
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