When Zhou Zekai woke up this time, the smell of alcohol was everywhere. The feeling of being flooded by garbage made Zhou Zekai wake up suddenly. He felt a little headache, but now, looking at this dirty room and the bottles thrown everywhere on the ground, Zhou Zekai showed a helpless expression. He really didn't expect that he would look like this in this world.

After slowly regaining his nerves, Zhou Zekai stood up from the sofa and looked at the dirty room. He accepted his fate and started to clean up. He really couldn't tolerate the dirty and messy ones. What's more, there was a smell of alcohol in this room, which was really annoying.

He quickly packed up the garbage on the ground, threw away everything he should have thrown away, Zhou Zekai opened the window and found that it was not dawn outside at this moment. After all, it was only four o'clock, and the cold air outside instantly hit the room, which also invaded Zhou Zekai's brain, making him understand what was going on now.

Why did I drink so much wine before? Because my girlfriend whom I love is leaving him, I am about to leave in the morning after giving him the last notice...

It was already the end of October. The cold air outside was chilly. When he entered the air-conditioned room, the addition of hot and cold made Zhou Zekai's face flush, but he was expressionless. He felt a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it and put it in his mouth, and began to suck the clouds and smog.

He really didn't expect that he would have such an identity, but he felt that it was very good. After all, some people always feel that they are in love.

He is an artist in this world. To put it bluntly, he is a poor painting person. His parents at home offered him painting for a long time. Later, he was sentenced to a car accident and left Zhou Zekai with more than one million. Later, Zhou Zekai relied on this million to study painting. Then he met Hua Cheng Qingrou of the Department. The two had very same ideas in painting, so over time, they fell in love.

But the good times didn't last long. After graduation, Cheng Qingrou's family actually wanted Cheng Qingrou to marry. The partner of the marriage was Yan Jingjia, the eldest son of the Yan family in Shangjing. Zhou Zekai was sad for a long time, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Cheng Qingrou. So his mind became hot and he agreed to elope with Cheng Qingrou. He had already agreed to sign a contract with the studio. It only took a few years for him to become the most popular painter at the moment, but when facing love, the artist was also brainless. When he thought of a young lady elopement for himself, Zhou Zekai happily sent it up and took Cheng Qingrou with the remaining 500,000!

Because the Cheng family cannot find that the achievements he achieved in school and the pseudonym he used before could not be used. After changing to Shangyang City today, everything needs to start over. Zhou Zekai has been working very hard to make Cheng Qingrou happy!

But even so, what can be changed? A poor couple will suffer from everything!

Cheng Qingrou, who ran out, naturally had nothing to bring, and was supported by Zhou Zekai. The houses in Shangyang City were often several million yuan. The two rented a good three-bedroom apartment, which cost 50,000 yuan in rent. Zhou Zekai handed over the remaining money to Cheng Qingrou. He believed that since he was a man and the other party eloped with him, he could not be bad to her. Giving all his money to the other party was also a kind of care.

But Cheng Qingrou was used to being a young lady and didn't know that money was not so easy to make. So she elopes with Zhou Zekai for the past six months. She didn't help with family affairs, didn't make food, and didn't go to work. She just went shopping all day long. Every time she mentioned this, Cheng Qingrou would say that she was like this in the Cheng family, and she couldn't change her living habits just because she was with him, right?

Cheng Qingrou never thought that all kinds of cosmetics and clothes were compensated for Zhou Zekai's parents after they died, and she squandered her heart. When Zhou Zekai was painting, she always complained that the other party had no time to accompany her. Over time, the money would be spent within half a year.

In half a year, Cheng Qingrou not only spent 500,000 yuan, but also Zhou Zekai had to give others a copy of the manuscript for the sake of his life. The manuscript fee was 300,000 yuan, but all of it was squandered by Cheng Qingrou.

Zhou Zekai wanted to give Cheng Qingrou a promise to buy a house for Cheng Qingrou. In the other party's squandering, the conflict finally broke out! The two had a big fight and the cold war began. The cold war for a month did not bring about Cheng Qingrou's admitting her mistake, but that Zhou Zekai would not make money and could not support her. So he decided to break up with Zhou Zekai and go home.

After Cheng Qingrou made this request, Zhou Zekai also begged humbly, but the other party was unmoved and said that Zhou Zekai had no future. It has been more than half a year and he can't even afford a house! He said that Zhou Zekai is a coward! In this battle, Cheng Qingrou held the sharpest knife and stabbed Zhou Zekai in the heart, making him bloody.

It is precisely because of this that Zhou Zekai drank so much wine in the middle of the night, and his family was so messy.

Thinking about everything clearly, Zhou Zekai was breathing mist. He hadn't enjoyed this feeling of free smoking for a long time. In the past, he was always very restrained, but now, he suddenly felt that he seemed to change, artists, shouldn't they all need a special change?

In this way, in the cold wind, Zhou Zekai stood from 4:30 to 8:30 in the morning for four hours, but he calmed down more, enjoyed the sunrise and experienced the cold. When Cheng Qingrou opened the door of the room and was about to go out, a cold wind shivered in front of him.

However, she had already sorted out her luggage, and she had notified her parents that someone would come to pick her up. Her previous choice was wrong. Now, she must go home. Listening to her mother, she will never have such a life again.

He walked out of the room with his luggage, but found that the room was completely gone without the scatteredness of last night. Cheng Qingrou saw Zhou Zekai standing on the other side of the window at a glance. The window was open, and the sunlight outside was a little cold, which made Cheng Qingrou frown. She was really tired. This man was obviously so gentle and romantic before, but why, why did he become like this?

When the two of them were really together, Cheng Qingrou realized that the talent she admired was good. The other party did have special talents in painting, but talent could not be used as a food. After more than half a year, he had earned more than 400,000 yuan. If it were put in the past, the more than 400,000 yuan was just her pocket money for several months. Is it easy for their Cheng's company to perform tens of millions in a month?

Facing the other person's back, Cheng Qingrou smelled a scent of smoke and became even more disgusted.

"Hey, I'm leaving, don't look for me anymore, we're over."

When two people who had perhaps fallen in love came to this point, they didn't even want to call out the other person's name.

Zhou Zekai had long heard the movement in Cheng Qingrou's room. When he heard this again, he turned his head to look at the source of the sound. The woman who was now wearing a white wool coat was still a little high, as if the gods in the sky were looking at the humans on the ground, carrying charity.

"Um."

Zhou Zekai gave such a word of answer, and he knew that as long as his wishes were there, they would meet one day sooner or later, and sooner or later, but they would meet again sooner or later.

Cheng Qingrou was still arrogant, thinking that Zhou Zekai would beg her not to leave as if she had been last night. She even began to decide in her heart what words she would have to reply if the other party begged, but she did not expect that the other party was so cold, which made Cheng Qingrou feel a little uncomfortable and her expression on her face was a little stiff.

"Then, take care of yourself."

At this moment, everything he said became embarrassing. After Cheng Qingrou finished speaking, she saw that the other party didn't say anything, turned her head and dragged her luggage and left. Her back was very embarrassed, and she seemed to be running away in panic. She could feel how cold the eyes behind her were, making her just want to leave immediately.

After the other party left, Zhou Zekai withdrew his gaze and walked towards the studio. In addition to the room where Zhou Zekai and Cheng Qingrou lived, the other room was Zhou Zekai's dedicated studio.

Walking into this studio, Zhou Zekai sat in front of the painting board. After finishing the paint, he began to paint expressionlessly. He also had some knowledge of oil painting. Although it was not the most exquisite, Zhou Zekai knew that the reason why an oil painting could be passed down was never technology. Just like music, what remains in everyone's hearts is never the one with the best technology, but the one that can touch people's hearts the most.

Whether it was during the Republic of China, or when he was nine thousand years old, or the ancient careers that he did not want to mention before, Zhou Zekai's painting level was not comparable to others. Personally, he was more capable of ink painting. Even saying that his paintings had reached its peak, and Zhou Zekai's calligraphy was also known.

But at this time, Zhou Zekai chose to slowly outline the oil painting on his painting board. It was a mottled world, with various colors intertwined together, and the mottled walls were among the people under the wall. In the afternoon, Zhou Zekai stopped his brush and looked at another world in the painting, while the other side was all blank.

Before, the teacher called him to ask if he wanted to participate in this year's domestic Hundred Flowers Painting Competition. Originally, Zhou Zekai did not plan to participate because of Cheng Qingrou, but now, Zhou Zekai doesn't think so.

Not only did he want to participate! He also wanted to use this painting to win the championship! He became famous in one fell swoop!

He wanted to see what Cheng Qingrou, who said that she had no future and you couldn't support me, would she look like what would she look like then!
Chapter completed!