You are no worse than anyone else

Before Wen Yu could speak, Chen Xing said, "Forget it. I don't want to know."

Chen Xing thought Wen Yu would tease her again like he did just now, so she didn't ask because she thought it was unimportant.

But in fact, Wen Yu had not figured out how to tell Chen Xing.

Wen Yu: "You draw well! Do you like painting?"

Chen Xing held the painting in his hand, not wanting to crease it at all. "I heard your mother is a famous painter, so you should know how to paint, right?"

Chen Xing did not answer and asked about Wen Yu's mother. She knew that Wen Yu's mother had passed away, but she asked this deliberately because she didn't want Wen Yu to ask about her anymore. She also didn't want to have anything to do with him because he and Chen Yue were the same kind of people and they shouldn't have any intersection.

What Chen Xing didn't expect was that Wen Yu didn't mind at all. Instead, he smiled and replied, "I thought you hated me and didn't care about my affairs. I didn't expect..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't do that!" Chen Xing felt guilty as if Wen Yu had seen through him.

Wen Yu: "No? That would be the best."

Wen Yu asked and answered himself, as if to comfort himself. If he knew himself in the future... he wished he could have met Chen Xing earlier.

Chen Xing didn't hate Wen Yu, she just felt that they were not from the same world. A gifted child like him should not appear in her world, as this would make her feel more inferior.

Chen Xing secretly looked at Wen Yu's lowered eyes. His drooping eyelashes seemed to cover up the sadness in his eyes.

Wen Yu suddenly turned his head. Even though Chen Xing had turned her eyes away in advance, Wen Yu still noticed that she was looking at him.

Wen Yu didn't expose it, but was secretly happy in his heart, "I have a story, do you want to hear it?"

Chen Xing replied subconsciously: "If I say I don't want to, will you stop talking?"

Wen Yu's eyes changed and he said, "It seems that you are ready. Then I will tell you."

How come Chen Xing didn't realize that Wen Yu was such a person before? Well, she always avoided him before and never participated in any topic about him, so of course she didn't know.

But it seems quite relaxing to be with him.

Wen Yu said, "Once upon a time, there was a small town with a boy named Xiao Ming. The other kids were all very smart and didn't want to play with the clumsy Xiao Ming. But Xiao Ming didn't mind. Instead, he loved drawing, and his paintings were more beautiful than those of all the other kids."

"Then one day, a painter saw Xiao Ming's paintings and praised his talent, saying he was unique. Xiao Ming then worked even harder to prove that he was no worse than others."

The story wasn't long. Chen Xing immediately thought Wen Yu had made it up. She asked, "Is that all?"

Wen Yu nodded and said, "Everyone is unique, and you are the same. You also have your own shining points that are different from ordinary people."

After hearing what Wen Yu said, Chen Xing didn't know what to say. She understood what Wen Yu wanted to tell her, but she didn't feel that she had any shining points. Instead, she had been living under Chen Yue's shadow.

Chen Xing was silent for a long time, but Wen Yu couldn't help but tell her, "Chen Xing, you are no worse than anyone else. On the contrary, you are very unique. You don't need to strive to be like others. Just stay as you are."

Chen Xing muttered, "What was it originally like?"

Chen Xing could hardly remember what she was like before. It was as if she had been living under Chen Yue's shadow all these years. She always felt that no matter what she did, she could not compare to Chen Yue. Even what she achieved through her own efforts had to be attributed to Chen Yue's help.

To the point that Chen Xing had forgotten what she should be like. In the end, she gradually lost herself while following in Chen Yue's footsteps. She even didn't dare to tell her about painting for fear of being laughed at by them.

Wen Yu knew what Chen Xing lacked. She was not bad, but she lacked encouragement.

Wen Yu smiled gently and said, "Painting is very good. I think your painting is very spiritual. Although it is just a ginkgo leaf, I can see the story behind it."

Wen Yu's mother is a painter. When he was a child, he often followed his mother to learn painting. Although he only learned the basics, he was influenced by the painter after all.

Chen Xing originally liked painting simply because the process allowed her to calm down and express her emotions through her paintings, but she didn't expect Wen Yu to see through her thoughts right away.

Chen Xing asked, "Can I really continue painting?"

When Chen Xing heard others questioning her, she really wanted to tear up all the paintings she had ever drawn, but when she got to the rooftop, she couldn't bear to do it because those were her most precious things.

Wen Yu said: "If you really love it, you shouldn't give up."

Chen Xing: "Yes, if you can give up easily, it's not passion, but..."

Chen Xing has her own difficulties. Although she loves painting very much, she cannot ask her parents for permission, and she does not want to add burden to her family.

Chen Xing is not rebellious, she just doesn't want to express herself. She knows how much pressure her illness has added to her family, and sometimes she just wants to fall asleep and never wake up again.

But every time Chen Xing saw her parents carefully caring for her and worrying about her, she really couldn't bear to make them sad.

Wen Yu probably understood all of Chen Xing's thoughts. He said, "If you're interested, you can go to my aunt's painting class to learn."

Chen Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?" Then they dimmed again, "Will that cost a lot of money?"

Wen Yu: “No money.”

Chen Xing: "Hmm?"

Wen Yu explained, "My aunt opened this painting class specifically to help those who don't have the ability to learn painting but are interested. If you want to apply to an art college, she can teach you for free."

Wen Yu's grandfather is a master of fine arts and has made great achievements in Chinese painting. His two daughters also have certain accomplishments. Although Wen Yu's aunt is not as good as his mother, she is equally capable of teaching others.

Every word Wen Yu said touched Chen Xing's heart. She really wanted to apply to a fine arts academy, but she had never really made up her mind. Because of Wen Yu's words, Chen Xing really wanted to give it a try.

She didn't want to give up and wanted to fight for her future.

Chen Xing said, "Can I go this Saturday?"

When Wen Yu heard Chen Xing's words, he didn't know how excited he was. Chen Xing was willing to go. She could continue to do what she liked. Wen Yu was as happy as if he had won a battle.

Chen Xing suddenly found her life goal and stopped living in depression. She would treat every day from now on as her last, and she even became more motivated day by day.

Chen Xing and Wen Yu returned to the teaching building together, and just happened to meet Shi Nannan and Shen Xuyang downstairs.

When Wen Yu saw them, he remembered that he had forgotten to inform them, but fortunately they did not do anything impulsive.

The moment Shi Nannan saw Chen Xing, she ran over and hugged Chen Xing, her tone tearful, "Xingxing, where have you been? Do you know how worried I was? I was about to notify the class teacher, I was so scared."