Lu Bai looked at the delicate invitation in his hand and sighed softly.
This is an invitation to his mother's painting exhibition, which is tomorrow. There are a lot of things going on these days, the art exhibition, the art exhibition dinner, the launching ceremony of the online drama are all crowded together, and even the start of school for him falls within these few days.
But the only thing that bothered him was the painting exhibition.
This art exhibition is also where the key plot of his departure takes place. To be precise, the plot takes place at the dinner after the art exhibition. Mingyan is a well-known painter at home and abroad, and she was born in Jinghai. Many celebrities in Jinghai will naturally participate in her painting exhibition. Although she is divorced from Lu's father, she has a good relationship with the Lu family, so the Lu family and the Qin family Everyone will come to support me.
At the dinner that day, not only Qin Gu would come, but Qu Xueyu would also come.
As the vicious male partner Lu Bai who hates Qu Xueyu, he naturally has to act like a monster. Lu Bai thought that the method of making a monster was too dirty and shameless - the vicious male partner Lu Bai, in order to insult Qu Xueyu, specially brought Ruan Jiang wine, which looked similar to Qu Xueyu, to the banquet. Not to mention, at the banquet On top of that, he also deliberately forced Ruan Jiangjiu to drink the spiked wine. After the drug took effect, he took off Ruan Jiangjiu's coat and made him look embarrassed in public. In this way, the vicious male partner Lu Bai single-handedly It destroyed his mother's painting exhibition and completely crushed Ruan Jiangjiu's self-esteem.
Lu Bai frowned slightly: No matter how the plot world punished him, even if it made him die of pain, he would not do such a thing to Ruan Jiangjiu. Xiao Ruan must not go to this art exhibition.
After making up his mind, Lu Bai looked at the invitation letter thoughtfully: He didn't complete the plot the previous two times, and the plot world didn't punish him. If this time he didn't complete the plot and the punishment mechanism was still not activated, does that mean...
"Do you want to eat rabbit apples?" A pleasant voice sounded.
Lu Bai was stunned, and then nodded. Before he could move, he saw Ruan Jiangjiu's fair and beautiful hand stretched out in front of him. The toothpick in his hand was a piece of rabbit-shaped fruit flesh. Lu Bai opened his mouth and bit it off without ceremony. The sweet and sour juice and water of that piece of pulp spread on the tip of the tongue.
Ruan Jiangjiu looked at the boy's bulging cheeks and smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to continue feeding happily, he saw the boy swallowing the piece of fruit pulp and said with some hesitation: "Xiao Ruan, I have to go out tomorrow. .”
Ruan Jiangjiu moved for a moment and then remembered that tomorrow seemed to be the art exhibition of Ms. Ming. Lu Bai was Ms. Ming's child, so he would naturally go to his mother's art exhibition.
He thought the young man was going to invite him to come with him, and just as he was about to agree, he heard the young man say very firmly: "Xiao Ruan, you must not go to the art exhibition tomorrow."
Ruan Jiangjiu: “…”
Lu Bai stared closely into Ruan Jiangjiu's eyes and repeated seriously: "Xiao Ruan, you can go wherever you want tomorrow, but you can't go to the art exhibition." Even with the exception of the previous two plot changes, he Still don't dare to gamble.
Doubt flashed across Ruan Jiangjiu's brows: "Xiao Bai, why?"
Lu Bai lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry, I can't tell you the reason."
Ruan Jiangjiu looked at the boy quietly for a while. He smiled, stretched out his hand to rub the boy's hair, and said leisurely: "Okay. Don't worry, your little Ruan will definitely not go."
Lu Bai breathed a sigh of relief. A smile appeared on his face and he said, "Xiao Ruan, I will be back soon."
Ruan Jiangjiu raised his eyebrows: "Do you need companionship and sleeping services after you come back?"
Lu Bai paused, his cheeks and the tips of his ears were slightly red. He was a little embarrassed for having troubled the young man, but he still whispered honestly: "It's necessary."
Looking at the young man's appearance, Ruan Jiangjiu almost laughed out loud. He picked up the fruit plate again and continued to feed the boy with interest. He said slowly and meaningfully: "Then I'll wait for you to come back."
…
"Grandpa. I remember you mentioned before that you have an invitation letter for Ms. Ming's painting exhibition." Lu Bai was taking a bath in the bathroom, and Ruan Jiangjiu made a phone call. Xiaobai's attitude today was so strange that he really couldn't feel relieved.
Mr. Qu paused while holding the phone: "Xiaoyu, why do you ask this?"
Ruan Jiangjiu said: "I have been very interested in oil painting recently and want to receive the influence of art. Can you give me the invitation letter from you?"
Mr. Qu was silent for two seconds and said leisurely: "Xiao Yu, do you think your grandpa is a fool?"
Ruan Jiangjiu chuckled, and then said seriously: "Grandpa, I want to pursue Lu Bai. I like him." There is nothing hard to admit, and he has never tried to hide it. What's more, Grandpa is the closest to him. people.
Mr. Qu's brows twitched when he heard this. He felt that a stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground, and he also felt that his heart felt uncomfortable. However, he was really unwilling to let his grandson go like this. After a while, he said loudly: "You bastard, just do it." Are you telling me that you are not afraid that I will cause trouble for that child?" Although the thunder was loud, the raindrops were small.
"Grandpa," Ruan Jiangjiu shrugged, "Grandpa Lu won't let you do this."
Mr. Qu was stunned for a moment, laughed and scolded him as a "stinky boy", and then said: "Come and get it tomorrow!"
Ruan Jiangjiu: "Thank you."
Mr. Qu smiled and said: "I love you the most, and I'm naturally easy to talk to here. The old man of the Lu family also loves his grandson the most. It's not easy for you to talk to others. When the time comes, you can solve it yourself when you hit a wall. I don't care." After saying these gloating words, Mr. Qu conveniently hung up the phone.
Ruan Jiangjiu smiled helplessly after hanging up the phone: In this situation where you have to use a fake identity to get close to the other party, Mr. Lu's hell hard mode is not even qualified for him to touch the edge.
"Xiao Ruan, I've finished washing, do you want to go to bed?" Lu Bai stood at the door of the bathroom in his pajamas, his collar askew, revealing a large area of fair and red skin. His half-dried black hair looked a bit messy and red. His feet stepped on the dark carpet, his cute toes curled up slightly - Lu Bai always didn't like to wear shoes at home.
Ruan Jiangjiu turned around, his pupils shrank when he saw the young man's appearance, and then he sighed softly. He strode towards the young man and casually took a soft white towel and covered Lu Bai's head.
"Xiao Bai, I told you that you should dry your hair well after blow-drying." After saying that, he resignedly helped the boy dry his hair.
Covered by the towel, Lu Bai rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Xiao Ruan will wipe it for me anyway."
After finally wiping his hair, Ruan Jiangjiu took away the towel and saw in front of him the large area of skin and delicate collarbone of the young man under his collar. He took a deep breath and looked away: "Xiao Bai, you must wear your clothes well. Otherwise, you will catch a cold. "
Lu Bai looked confident: "Xiao Ruan, we are going to sleep later. It is very warm in the room." After a pause, he added: "We will sleep together later, it will be warmer."
Ruan Jiangjiu: “…”
"Xiao Ruan, why are your ears so red?" Lu Bai's eyes showed a little worry: "Are you okay?"
Ruan Jiangjiu took a deep look at the young man, but did not reply. He just took two steps back, put the towel away, turned around, got on the bed and lay down on his side.
Lu Bai followed him to bed. He got under the fluffy quilt and exposed his messy black-haired head next to Ruan Jiangjiu. He moved closer to the young man's earlobe, which was even redder. He was both curious and worried: "Xiao Ruan, are you really okay? What?"
The young man's warm, moist breath blew against his ears. Ruan Jiangjiu's pupils shrank. He stiffened up and simply closed his eyes - no one can maintain restraint in front of the person they like, not even him. But he hasn't gotten the boy's permission yet, and he doesn't want to scare the boy.
"Xiao Ruan, your face is red too! Well... your neck is red too!" Lu Bai sounded excited as if he was observing an interesting experimental subject.
"Wow"
Ruan Jiangjiu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and finally turned over and pressed the restless man under him with all his strength. He reached out and grabbed the other person's thin wrist and stuck it above his head.
There was a quiet, closed, ambiguous space between his body and the quilt. The person he thought about day and night was imprisoned in this small space, and their breaths were almost intertwined.
In the warm yellow dim light, Lu Bai's eyes were sparkling. He looked at the handsome young man pressing on him so close, without any fear. There was even a sly smile in his eyes: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have Then I'm teasing you." He just felt that this little Ruan was strange and cute, so he couldn't help but tease him.
The young man on top of him did not move at all, but looked closely at the young man beneath him with his eyes that seemed to be soaked in ink, as if he wanted to tear him apart and devour him.
Lu Bai finally felt something was wrong, and he blinked: "Xiao Ruan?"
After a moment of silence, Ruan Jiangjiu closed his eyes and opened them again, with a fake smile finally appearing on his face: "Are you sleeping well?"
Lu Bai's throat moved and he nodded: "Sleep well."
Ruan Jiangjiu then let go of his hand and rolled off the young man's body.
"Go to sleep." He turned his back to the boy, his voice a little muffled.
One side of Lu Bai's body was pressed tightly against the other person's back. He looked at the ceiling and blinked: "Oh."
…
the next day.
The exhibition hall is very large. Mingyan's painting exhibition lasts for one week. On the first day, the exhibition only released a small number of tickets and invitations. This day is also the only trading day in seven days. If the invited party is interested in the exhibits, For tradable items, you can directly pay for them, and then Ming Yan and Zhan Fang will donate the money.
Mingyan's paintings were indeed excellent and full of vitality. Qu Xueyu glanced at the paintings, but his attention was obviously not on them.
He had been shopping for a while, but he hadn't found Lu Bai yet. After passing a flourishing painting, he turned a corner and arrived at a small, secluded hall. There was no one in the hall, and there were no works hanging on the walls. There was only a simple exhibition table in the center. There's something there. Qu Xueyu was about to go out, but when he glanced at the things on the table, his pupils shrank and he stopped.
"It's really rare. Are you interested in the draft here?"
A pleasant female voice sounded from behind. Qu Xueyu paused while flipping through the picture book on the table. He put down the picture book and turned around, with a decent smile on his face: "Hello, I am Qu Xueyu. I’m definitely interested in it.”
Mingyan was stunned, then laughed out loud, and said: "I didn't expect to see you here." The invitation letter to Mr. Qu was just polite and courteous. She didn't think that Mr. Qu would really come, but Unexpectedly, Mr. Qu would let his grandson come over. Not only that, this Mr. Qu is also a famous actor.
Qu Xueyu smiled and continued: "Ms. Ming, is there a price for this picture book?"
Mingyan was startled, then smiled and shook her head: "Sorry, Mr. Qu, this is not for sale." She took two steps forward and gently touched the cover of the album with her fingers, her eyes showing some nostalgia: "Maybe this is My most precious work." This picture book is filled with pictures of her son and the time she spent with her son.
Qu Xueyu's eyes softened when he touched the picture book. He didn't know what he thought of, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "I understand."
Mingyan was startled when she saw the young man's smile and eyes, and said, "Do you like these paintings so much?"
Qu Xueyu raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Maybe like you, I like the works here the most."
She smiled brightly and didn't know what she was thinking of. She said, "I'm very happy that you like me. Although I can't give you this picture book, I can give you other souvenirs." After a pause, she said, "He always wanted to be with us when he was a child. If someone else shares this painting, and I give it to you, it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish." Because the young man's eyes were so soft when he looked at her paintings, this idea came to him strangely. "Please come with me," she said.
Mingyan brought Qu Xueyu to her private office. She opened the drawer, took out a thin book, opened the cover and handed it to Qu Xueyu.
It was a painting with immature and old-fashioned brushwork. The painter was extremely attentive, and every line was traced with great care. The background of the painting seemed to be some kind of warehouse. The painter used a upward perspective to draw a tall and graceful figure. The young man was immersed in the dusty moonlight, like a banished immortal coming from the heights of the sky, but his face was blurry.
"This was painted by my son when he was twelve years old. He had no friends, so he could only share it with me. He said that he owed the young man in the painting a thank you." Mingyan said this, with endless expression in her eyes. Feeling nostalgic, she looked at the somewhat stunned young man and said, "Now, it's yours."