Trash Strikes Back (BL) (End)

18. A Business Rival

A pale looking man is walking in his bedroom. He coughs after he walks for five minutes. He sits down and drinks some tea.

His health is never been good from his childhood days.

His little sister looks worried at him. She rubs his back to ease him from coughing.

Wang Chen Xing asks, "Any news from Fei Fei?"

"Heard he opened a brick factory in Ruan."

"Good. At least he's doing well."

She sighs. She shakes his head. Unwilling to tell her brother anything else.

Maybe others would think it's weird for them to care for Fei. The latter was born from a lowly Concubine.

Usually children born from legal wife hate Concubine offsprings.

Their mother taught them to hate Fei. She often ordered servants to beat him up if he made a small mistake.

Her cruel acts didn't make her children hate Fei. They begin to sympathize their little brother.

It ain't his fault to be born.

Wang Chen Xing begins to play his zither. He is well known for his musical talents.

Calligraphy and music. That's his joy in life.

Their father is a famous war hero. He is a strong warrior. Too bad Chen Xing has a frail body. He couldn't learn martial art.

Wang Yin puts a Calligraphy scroll on desk.

She proudly announces, "I bought it from a local merchant."

Her brother checks it and nods his head.

His sister is a talented artist. She often bought Calligraphies and other artworks to learn from them.

Chen Xing comments, "Bai Yin is super talented one. Keep it well. It would be very expensive in near future."

"I know. I spent all my saving to buy this one."

They chat about Bai Yin for few minutes. The calligrapher is a mysterious one. He never shows his face in public.

His calligraphy appeared few years back.

His works are simply magnificent. His brush never leave the paper when he made calligraphy. Endless lines make into a single drawing.

It's his signature mark.

Other calligraphers tried to imitate his style and failed.

Bai Yin is also an excellent poet. He wrote many wonderful poems. They are written in his calligraphy.

Wang Yin sighs.

She comments, "There is a rumor. Bai Yin seems to be an elderly man. He might not be able to make calligraphy for long."

Her brother nods his head.

It might be true. Bai Yin might be a man dedicated his whole life for calligraphy. That's why he could reach his perfection state.

Wang Chen Xing is playing his zither. His sister hangs the calligraphy on the wall. The siblings admire the artwork for another hour.

The old artist Bai Yin is staring at a blank paper.

Fei smirks and dips his brush to the ink. He lowers his head. The brush dances on the paper like a dragon.

He exhales.

Another job done.

Fei puts down his brush. He is mentally exhausted. His vest, Bai Yin is very useful to earn money.