Ye Chenxing seemed to understand something.
The person in the painting looked very much like himself, and Xie Yin thought that person was himself.
Ye Chenxing almost suspected that Xi Xingxue had a crush on him and had secretly commissioned someone to draw his portrait so she could peek at it every day.
However, he soon realized that something was wrong.
He had never met Xi Xingxue before, so it was impossible that Xi Xingxue had fallen in love with him during his time in the capital.
It's worth noting that their first meeting took place amidst the chaos of war, and he felt guilty and wanted to make amends.
Xie Yin's breathing was rapid, his chest heaving violently, his eyes deep and filled with boundless rage as he walked step by step toward Ye Chenxing.
Ye Chenxing naturally understood Xie Yin quite well, and seeing his appearance, she knew that he probably wanted to make a move.
Without a second thought, Ye Chenxing made the most rational choice: she stepped out of the room and avoided him.
As for why not explain clearly that the painting might not be his?
There's no other way; I'm below, and Xi Xingxue is above.
Only if Xi Xingxue is won over can the two become brothers.
Therefore, Ye Chenxing harbored ulterior motives and deliberately did not explain things clearly to Xie Yin.
He wasn't sure about Xie Yin's attitude before, but now, seeing Xie Yin's face practically radiating jealousy and anger, he knew that Xie Yin probably also liked Xi Xingxue.
"Should I say we truly are brothers?" Ye Chenxing said, "Being able to like the same person."
Xie Yin didn't know how to say it. Sometimes, liking someone comes so suddenly and vaguely, but liking someone is just liking someone. There aren't many reasons. Maybe they were a couple in their past lives.
"Ye Chenxing, Xi Xingxue is mine. Please leave the Imperial Preceptor's residence immediately. You and him are impossible."
Ye Chenxing: "Then explain to me what this painting is all about."
Xie Yin barely suppressed his anger, pondered for a moment, and coldly said, "Perhaps, this is just someone he used to like, and you just look like him."
Although these words struck a chord with Ye Chenxing, they also struck a chord with Xie Yin.
Regardless, if this painting truly depicts someone Xi Xingxue likes, it won't benefit either of them.
Ye Chenxing said, "Now that things have come to a head, we might as well calm down and think things through. For example, who exactly is the person in this painting?"
Seeing the study door open in the distance, where two figures, one in white and one in red, stood, Xi Xingxue had a bad feeling.
He strode over and saw Xie Yin holding a painting in his hand; his ominous premonition reached its peak.
What are you two doing?
"You've come at the right time." Xie Yin raised his head, perhaps feeling that he had "caught them in the act," and spoke with more confidence.
Who is the person in this painting?
The adults stopped calling out to them, and their tone became more accusatory.
Xi Xingxue raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Oh, this painting? Someone bought it for me as a gift."
He could tell that Xie Yin liked him, but perhaps because he had been liked by too many people, Xi Xingxue subconsciously made up an excuse to brush him off.
Looking into Xi Xingxue's clear eyes and honest appearance, Xie Yin slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since it was just bought, the answer is simple: someone copied Ye Chenxing's portrait and sold it."
After all, Ye Chenxing is one of the top three most handsome men, so it's perfectly normal for someone to draw his portrait and sell it.
Ye Chenxing said, "If that's the case, why did the Imperial Preceptor keep my portrait in his study?"
His gaze was intense, and his eyes clearly showed that he had no intention of letting Xi Xingxue go so easily.
Xi Xingxue hesitated for a moment, then said, "We've had a falling out before, so I'll buy your portrait and use it to curse you."
Ye Chenxing: "?"
Just as he was about to feel heartache, he remembered that when they first met, he had even choked Xi Xingxue.
Overwhelmed by a torrent of regret and guilt, Ye Chenxing's eyes reddened. "I'm sorry, I... I'll apologize to you, okay?"
Since this was the first time Ye Chenxing had encountered such a situation, he didn't know how to get forgiveness. Fortunately, he had a little cousin who knew how to coax others.
Xi Xingxue was startled, not knowing Ye Chenxing's thought process, and stared at him with wide eyes for a long time.
He coughed lightly: "Whatever."
Ye Chenxing smiled happily.
It means it's permitted.
Xie Yin, standing to the side, was displeased.
Despite his displeasure, a sense of crisis lingered within him. He thought for a moment, then looked down and examined the painting closely.
You wouldn't believe it until you see it, and what you find is astonishing.
There was a line of small writing at the very bottom of the portrait.
The person I think about day and night
Xie Yin exclaimed in disbelief, "...The person you've been thinking about day and night?"
His heart felt as if it had been cut in two, and he trembled with pain all over his body.
The eyes that looked at Xi Xingxue were even redder than Ye Chenxing's.
Ye Chenxing, somewhat confused, snatched the portrait and glanced at it, successfully seeing the line of small characters.
Xi Xingxue asked blankly, "Xie Yin, what are you talking about?"
"My lord, stop pretending." Xie Yin's tone was gloomy, his jealousy and anger burning fiercely, which he tried to suppress but failed to achieve.
"The person in this painting is the one you like."
Seeing that Ye Chenxing also looked dumbfounded, Xi Xingxue quickly leaned over to take a look and successfully discovered the line of small characters.
pill.
There was actually a line of text written on the painting.
The original owner... if you're thinking about it day and night, why do you have to write it down?
Ye Chenxing noticed something was wrong with the painting after observing it.
The person in the painting has two small moles under their eyes.
Ye Chenxing silently touched the corner of his eye.
Has he grown?
It didn't grow.
So the person in this painting is just someone who looks a lot like him.
He was very disappointed, and his sadness was no less than Xie Yin's.
Xi Xingxue was surrounded by their oppressive atmosphere, looking left and right, trying to salvage the situation.
"It's just a painting, it's all in the past, it doesn't mean anything."
Xie Yin took a deep breath and said with self-pity, "I thought you had feelings for me too, but it turns out it was just wishful thinking on my part. My lord, you really..."
"Don't overthink it, the person in the painting is a thing of the past." Seeing Xie Yin's disbelieving look, Xi Xingxue squeezed out an explanation: "The person in the painting ran away with someone else and now has a child."
Xie Yin breathed a sigh of relief: "Really...?"
It wasn't that I cared that the person had already run away, but that Xi Xingxue was actually willing to explain.
So, Xi Xingxue cares about him.
Seeing that the two were about to get closer, Ye Chenxing interjected, "The fact that you kept his portrait means that he still occupies a place in your heart, but he can't come back."
“If you still miss him, you can consider me. I look like him.”
The cunning Ye Chenxing chose to use despicable means to get close to Xi Xingxue.
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