The Return of The Lord God

When Su Ruo came back, Bai Lixin didn't need to go to school for Su Ruo. The next day, Bai Lixin stayed at home to watch the live broadcast. 419 can interpret the scenes of this world, which is a piece of cake for him.

When Su Ruo walked into the long-lost university, her mood was very different from two months ago. Two months ago, he was still a young man who was dedicated to studying and working hard for his ideals. But after two months of getting along with Zhao Yunhai every day and experiencing thrilling experiences, he suddenly felt that his horizons had broadened a lot, and his artistic conception of painting had also changed a lot.

When his classmates and teachers asked him about his lame leg, he prevaricates it by saying, "It's just a broken bone, but it's already been raised." And Su Qing's hairstyle is a little longer than Su Ruo's. His hairstyle has changed slightly now. Others just thought he had cut his hair, so they didn't doubt it.

Su Ruo smiled when she saw that they had been fooled by them for the past two months. He bought his loyal dog Zhao Yunhai with two months of study, which was really worth it.

Although private art universities do not take exams every day like high school, but due to its high threshold, there are often credit exams in normal times. The so-called credit exams mean that the scores of these exams will be converted into credits and added to the total credits at the end of each semester. , which directly affects the final grades of students, so everyone attaches great importance to it.

On the day Su Ruo came back, it happened to be the time for the professional credit test, and it happened to be the two major majors that accounted for the highest credits. After the test papers were handed out, Su Ruo sat on the desk with a dazed expression.

These are only learned two months ago. He has been with Zhao Yunhai in the country, how can he have the energy and time to watch? Su Ruo bit her lip and looked at the test paper aggrieved. Really, why didn't Su Qing say in advance that there would be a credit test today? If he reminded himself earlier, he would just wait for Su Qing to finish the exam and come back.

But thinking about it in her heart, Su Ruo could only bite the bullet and answer. Two hours passed in a while, one session in the morning and one session in the afternoon, Su Ruo spent the day on pins and needles in embarrassment.

After school in the evening, he had time to run to Qu Yasong's studio.

Su Ruo ran to the door of Qu Yasong's studio, took a deep breath, gently pushed the door open, and walked in softly.

The angel Qu Yasong was immersed in the painting and did not hear anyone approaching. He stared at the drawing board obsessively, holding a brush in his hand to gently draw something on the drawing paper.

Su Ruo walked behind Qu Yasong and took a look. On the drawing paper was a bust of a figure, with a handsome face and strands of hair wet with sweat.

Su Ruo saw the content of the picture, and her heart suddenly felt sweet, Qu Yasong really loved her, and he was secretly drawing himself. Thinking so, he slowly hugged Qu Yasong's waist from behind.

Qu Yasong was drawing the eyes of the young man in the painting, when he was suddenly hugged, and with a flick of his hand, he dragged his brush to draw a line.

He frowned, pulled Su Ruo out with his arms, stood up, and looked back at Su Ruo with indifferent eyes: "Why are you here?"

Su Ruo swallowed and suddenly felt that the Qu Yasong in front of her was so unfamiliar. He shook his body and whispered, "I went to China in the past two months. I have a lot of feelings, and my mood has changed a lot. Suddenly, I have inspiration, and I want to come and paint it."

Qu Yasong still said indifferently: "There is an independent student studio on the third floor, and the place where you create should be there."

Su Ruo froze, looking at Qu Yasong in disbelief, he rushed forward and hugged Qu Yasong: "You won't let me paint here? Why, you are my boyfriend, I can't use it your studio?"

Qu Yasong frowned and took two steps back, looking at the young man who was about to cry.

Obviously with similar faces, Su Ruo cried like a water lotus, but the baby was always like a sun. Su Ruo looks so ugly. When he thinks of what he has done, Qu Yasong feels inexplicably disgusting and disgusted, "No, it's not anymore. You and I broke up, Su Ruo."

Bai Lixin, who was watching the live broadcast synchronously in his mind, suddenly heard the sound of 419: [Congratulations to the host, the perception of the souls of the two main gods has been synchronized again, and the soul fusion rate has reached 14%. ]

Bai Lixin let out a "huh" and said in his heart: [Directly increased by 2%? How can there be such a high degree of integration just because of the rejection and disgust towards Su Ruo? ]

[Because this emotion has never appeared before, Lord Host. Just like when you first made love, both souls wanted to have you so strongly that the perception of the same frequency was so strong that it shattered the barrier wall, directly raising the soul fusion to 1%. Since then, because you also tried to stimulate the soul of the main god, the two main gods gradually reached a consensus on the perception of Zhao Yunhai, and they merged by 1%, and then reached a consensus on the worry that your leg disease cannot be cured. , 1% again, this is 3%. A person's emotions are not only one kind of feeling, they can feel all kinds of ups and downs, so to integrate the soul, it is necessary for them to reach a consensus on all kinds of emotions. ]

Bai Lixin nodded, [I see. ]

On this side, 419 is giving Bai Lixin popular science knowledge, but Su Ruo on the other side is dumbfounded.

Su Ruo's face turned pale and her voice trembled: "Who said that?"

Qu Yasong was a little impatient: "I said it just now."

Su Ruo said hoarsely: "Why?! Why did you break up with me, I don't agree! You must love me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't accept my confession at the beginning."

Qu Yasong pursed her lips, remembering the stupidity of herself who hastily agreed to Su Ruo's confession, and regretted it very much. This is the thing he regrets the most in his life, no one.

Angel Qu Yasong rubbed his forehead and said, "Su Ruo, I don't love you. I appreciate your creative techniques, artistic conception and works, just like appreciating a hero on the battlefield. When I first saw your works, I didn't like you. Your works have a good impression on you, and you are a person. And the paintings you created before your confession that day were of the highest level of all your previous works. No one is perfect, and I promise your confession that I will be with you in the first place. It's very comfortable, but it's not love, it's just heroic sympathy, which is indeed my fault. Second, it's because I want to see higher-level works from you."

Su Ruo was still reluctant to accept this fact, he was about to cry, tears kept pouring out of his eyes, like a shy water lotus: "No, I don't accept your statement. Since you can accept me for these two reasons before, You can still keep in touch with me now.”

When the angel Qu Yasong saw Su Ruo who was so stubborn, he was very irritable. He rubbed his head and heard the devil Qu Yasong say in his heart: Let me come.

The angel Qu Yasong thought for a while, and with a "yes" in his heart, he switched places with the devil Qu Yasong.

As soon as the devil Qu Yasong got on his body, his whole temperament changed, but he was crying sadly, and he didn't notice the change at all.

The devil Qu Yasong did not have the little kindness of the angel Qu Yasong. He glanced at Su Ruo with the eyes of a dead person, then opened a set of photos from his mobile phone and handed it to Su Ruo, "You like this, What qualifications do you have to stand by my side?"

Su Ruo looked at the screen through heavy tears, his vision was blurry but he still recognized the two bodies on the phone that were extremely entangled, it was himself and Zhao Yunhai!

He was pressed under Zhao Yunhai, his back was arched and his head was raised slightly, his face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, his mouth was slightly open, and he seemed to be shouting happily. Zhao Yunhai was lying behind him, his muscles were tense, his legs were clenching his buttocks tightly, and he was exerting force.

This photo is lustful and slutty, Su Ruo felt extremely ashamed when she saw it, and wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

He looked at the photo completely on the spot, and even forgot to cry. After a long time, he raised his head and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly: "Qu Yasong, have you misunderstood? This is not me, it's my brother Su Qing!"

When the angel Qu Yasong heard Su Ruo defending herself, she did not hesitate to let the baby take the blame, and the last trace of pity for him disappeared in her heart. The devil Qu Yasong even sneered, pointing to the shooting time in the lower right corner and the Chinese characters displayed on the phone on the bedside table, "Su Qing was in the country on the 7th of last month? I remember that day I happened to accompany him to the hospital. Removing the plaster. Su Ruo, I really admire you. You can casually throw the blame on your brother for the sake of your own reputation. What will Zhao Yunhai think when he knows this? Now that he has done everything, he still wants to stay out of it Get out? What about the kind, simple principles you always boast about?"

He paused and glanced at Su Ruo contemptuously: "You think you are pure white and clean, but in fact you are completely black in your bones, Su Ruo. The reason why I don't expose you in front of others is to leave you a copy. Dignity, you have to cherish this dignity."

Su Ruo felt a burning pain on her face when she heard Qu Yasong's words. He is a person who likes to disguise himself with tenderness and kindness. In fact, Su Ruo has always known the nature of his selfishness. He likes to hide himself behind others and hide himself perfectly. And he did it, and he did it successfully. He also thought that his essence had returned to the day when he was exposed by others, but being exposed by others was one thing, but being exposed by someone he admired was another.

Su Ruo was ashamed and felt that at the moment, she felt as if she had been ripped off, and Qu Yasong had seen everything inside.

His cheeks were flushed, and he didn't dare to look at Qu Yasong, then lowered his head and rushed out of the studio door.

Seeing Su Ruo running, Qu Yasong closed the door of the studio again. He walked back to the drawing board, gently touched the cheek of the boy on the drawing paper with his hand, and sighed: "What a pity for a good painting."

Seeing this, Bai Lixin clapped his hands, [Tear the white lotus flower, well done. ]

After Su Ruo ran away, she went straight to the bathroom. He randomly found a toilet and closed the door, and then came out in pain.

After crying for a long time, he sniffled and carefully recalled the scene just now.

Why does Qu Yasong have that photo? There are you and Yunhai in that room. If it's not your own words, could it be that Zhao Yunhai deliberately sent it to Qu Yasong?

Su Ruo bit her lip and stomped her feet angrily. Zhao Yunhai clearly said that he would help him hide the affair and help him catch up with Qu Yasong, but he was doing this kind of thing behind his back.

This must be done by Zhao Yunhai!

With resentment in his heart, he threw the pot to Zhao Yunhai, and cursed Zhao Yunhai secretly for a long time. It was only after a second thought that Qu Yasong had always been indifferent like an immortal, but today there is such a feeling of disgust.

He remembered Qu Yasong's loving painting of himself when he first entered the room, and then remembered that photo.

Joy flashed in my heart, could it be that what Qu Yasong said just now were angry words? Must be!

Qu Yasong must have been **** off by that photo. He must have loved himself so much that he hated him deeply.

Last night, she deliberately faced Su Qinghao in front of her to anger him. She was contemptuous and dismissive of herself on the face, but she was still lovingly and secretly painting herself behind her back?

After figuring this out, Su Ruo no longer had the grief and anger just now, but was full of hope.

He wiped his tears, gritted his teeth and thought, I must find a way to explain it to Qu Yasong!