Chapter 1 Painting
"Boom boom boom——"
The slight vibration of the high-speed train continued to be heard in his ears, causing Liu Yuhan, who was sitting in a remote parking space, to slowly open his eyes from his confusion.
Cold autumn is approaching, and at this time, she should have been at school for classes.
Unfortunately, something happened at home and her mother was critically ill. Liu Yuhan had no choice but to take leave and rush from school to D city, hundreds of kilometers away, to see her mother for the last time.
In fact, her mother could have relied on cold instruments to sustain her life, but in the end she resolutely chose to give up.
Because that damn cancer has long wiped out the savings of ordinary families with little savings, and every member of the family has already felt numb because of it.
In order not to be a drag on the family, as a wife and as Liu Yuhan's mother, the woman made the most rational choice.
Out of respect for the mother's choice and out of practical considerations, no one raised any objections. They just stopped the medication silently, and then chose to spend time accompanying and caring for the patient during the last period of time.
With his thoughts flying, Liu Yuhan did not think about it anymore, but started to do other things to divert his attention.
After all, her mother was sick and her father took care of her day and night. However, in order to no longer see her parents’ dull eyes and be choked by the oppressive atmosphere, she fled to a city hundreds of kilometers away to study. She really felt guilty.
ashamed.
His dull eyes scanned the passengers in the carriage.
Liu Yuhan was sitting in a car seat close to the aisle, so he could easily see every move of nearby passengers.
Perhaps due to his early maturity, Liu Yuhan has been habitually secretly observing people and things around him since he was a child, and then began to use facial expressions and verbal movements to deduce what happened to the person being observed, just like a private detective.
To be precise, a boring private detective.
The passenger sitting on the left hand side near the window is a man, about thirty years old, wearing a suit with some wrinkles, as if he was in a hurry when he set off and didn't have time to iron it.
The other party was currently staring intently at the K-line chart on the laptop screen in front of him.
Through the corner of his eye, Liu Yuhan secretly speculated in his heart that maybe the man was engaged in financial work and was on a business trip.
The suit was wrinkled, but the fabric was obviously very good and well-tailored. It looked like it was specially customized by someone. Plus, with the bright and famous watch on his wrist, it was easy to deduce the other person's job.
People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Financial work is all about style. You care about face rather than appearance. If you are not well-dressed, you will be looked down upon. This is a tacit unspoken rule in the industry.
The ring finger of the man's left hand looks bare at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there is a light mark left by the ring.
Obviously, this man is married, but he took off his ring.
What could be the reason for taking it off?
Liu Yuhan subconsciously thought about it and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Are you afraid of losing your ring, so you put it away?
Not too possible.
The man's face is quite handsome, and his appearance is quite good. Maybe it is for the convenience of flirting with women when he is on a business trip?
Thinking of this, Liu Yuhan felt that his thoughts were not very healthy and shook his head slightly.
Or maybe it's just a bad marriage and a divorce, right?
Liu Yuhan thought as he looked at the car seat on the other side across the aisle.
It was a young woman, with a several-month-old child in her arms crying and fussing, causing people around her to frown frequently.
The woman was obviously a new mother and was so confused that she had to keep apologizing to the passengers next to her.
She is a single mother without a man by her side.
Liu Yuhan's eyebrows were raised, and she started to make nonsense.
A tragic story about a girl who fails to use contraception and unexpectedly becomes pregnant and is abandoned by a ruthless scumbag. She chooses to give birth to the child and raise it alone.
Listening to the child's crying, she felt a little dazed.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not so bloody. Isn't the reality like this? It's like a ruthless sign that slaps you hard inadvertently.
"Baby be good, baby be good, don't cry, don't cry."
Although the woman looked a little exhausted, she still coaxed the child in her arms softly.
The man on the other side also started whispering at this time. He wore Bluetooth in his ear and looked at the open laptop with a gentle face.
The screen interface was switched at some point, and a five or six-year-old boy was blinking, chattering, dancing and saying something.
For a moment, Liu Yuhan was stunned, and then thought of his parents.
After being stunned for a few seconds, tears rolled silently from his eyes.
What on earth are you doing?
The things he did were so childish and stupid.
"How are you?"
At this moment, a clean and gentle young man's voice came into his ears.
Liu Yuhan raised her head with tears in her eyes.
A man with neat short hair came into view on the aisle. He had a concerned expression and handed a tissue in his hand as he spoke.
"..."
Liu Yuhan was stunned for a few seconds, and then his face turned crimson. It was really embarrassing to be seen losing his composure like this.
"Although you are beautiful when you cry, you look even better when you smile."
The short-haired man didn't ask the reason or say anything else. He just raised the tissue in his hand.
"Thank you." Liu Yuhan quickly adjusted her expression, took the man's tissue and silently wiped her tears.
The man standing in the aisle looked familiar. He seemed to be the passenger on the other side. She probably didn't make any noise. How did the other person notice that she was crying?
All kinds of terrible thoughts arise in my mind.
When you go out, you should be wary of any strangers you don't know. A man's behavior is considerate, but it does not mean there is no purpose.
"What I should do is that it is not a gentleman's behavior to let a girl cry in front of you."
The short-haired man seemed to have noticed what Liu Yuhan was thinking, and shrugged, then opened the sketchbook in his other hand, tore out a page and handed it to Liu Yuhan.
"I am an art major. Every time I go out, I will draw a portrait of a passenger in the same car to practice my skills, and then give it to him..."
After saying that, the torn paper was unfolded, and a bust of a woman with an almost identical face to Liu Yuhan was reflected on it.
It's just that the painting is smiling, but the real person is crying.
Liu Yuhan suddenly understood why the other party could detect that he was crying, and he suddenly had mixed emotions.
"Sorry, if you're offended, I'll tear it up now."
Seeing that Liu Yuhan didn't speak, the short-haired man thought that the former felt disturbed.
"Nothing, you painted very well." Liu Yuhan cheered up, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I will be disrespectful to refuse this gift."
"Of course." The short-haired man smiled, and then he seemed to have thought of something and took out his pen. "Is it convenient to reveal your name? I am used to leaving tribute messages on paintings."
"Liu Yuhan..."
While the two were talking, the man in a suit sitting next to him had finished video chatting with his child and was browsing news websites.
A huge mosaic of photos and text occupies the homepage of the website.
"A male body was found on a suburban road last night. When it was discovered, the body was clutching his own portrait. According to police investigation, the deceased was a sophomore student studying in City D. The specific cause of death is unknown."
Chapter completed!