Wei Qing approached him slowly, the sound of his soft footsteps was lost in the thick woolen carpet.
Yan Chuyang didn't notice him coming at all, and his eyes were still fixed on the TV.
On TV, Big Big Wolf is setting up an oil pan to burn Pleasant Goat to death.
"What's the matter?" Wei Qing sat down next to the boy, raised his hand calmly, helped him loosen his back, and hugged him in his arms.
Yan Chuyang was dumbfounded, and after reacting for a while, he raised his eyes and said in a fluttering tone, "Are you back?"
"Yeah." Wei Qing lowered his head and kissed his forehead, while rubbing his shoulders to help him relax, he casually began to say: "What did you do today? Are you tired? Does your face look bad?"
"It's nothing." Yan Chuyang let out a long breath. Under the kneading of the man's familiar movements, his body gradually relaxed, and he fell softly into his arms, squinting his eyes and said, "It's just that two big pieces of stuffing suddenly fell from the sky. The cake hit me right on the head, and I was a little dizzy."
Wei Qing snorted and smiled: "Isn't it a good thing to have pies? Why do you feel dizzy and useless?"
Yan Chuyang sighed and did not speak, and lay lazily for a while, then suddenly straightened up and shouted: "I forgot to tell you something very important."
Wei Qing was startled: "What?"
Yan Chuyang sat upright, took the bank card from the coffee table and handed it to Wei Qing: "No, here it is for you."
The man frowned, took the card with a frown, flipped it up and down twice and asked, "What is this? Why do you have a bank card? Did you hide your money?"
"No!" Yan Chuyang quickly argued, "This is the money for selling my works."
Wei Qing's heart softened, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's head and said, "It's okay, you don't need to give it to me, just keep the flowers for yourself." Wei Qing knew that Yan Chuyang's cartoons had always been Hanging online for sale, the price is usually one to two thousand.
"It's not twelve thousand this time." Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and said solemnly, "It's two million seven hundred and thirty thousand."
Wei Qing narrowed his eyes: "How much?"
Yan Chuyang straightened his expression, and said seriously: "2.73 million, a master in the comics industry bought my work, and he gave it to his wife as a gift."
The man was stunned for a while, then he hugged him fiercely and kissed him, and said excitedly: "Look, I'll say you are the best."
Yan Chuyang's ears turned red, eyes drooping and he muttered, "It's okay, it's just luck."
"It's not lucky." Wei Qing pecked the boy's lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are already excellent, and I have always been proud of you."
Yan Chuyang's face turned red, and he avoided the man's eyes in a panic and said, "Do you want this money? I'll put it away if you don't want it."
"Of course." Wei Qing picked up the card and said solemnly, "I'll keep it for you. You are young, what should you do if you see so much money and lose your education?"
Yan Chuyang snorted: "Am I such an unstable person?"
"If you want to spend money, you can get it directly from me," Wei Qing put the card in his wallet, and said softly, "But you have to explain the reason clearly. If it is reasonable, you can take as much money as you want. I will save the bonus for you first. .”
Yan Chuyang didn't know which nerve was wrong in his mind, and suddenly popped out: "Would you save me to marry a wife?"
Wei Qing's shoulders were stiff, and it took a long time before he raised his eyes, looked at the person in front of him sullenly, and said, "Are you still thinking of marrying a wife?"
"Uh..." the boy scratched the back of his head, "I will be of legal marriage age in two or three years. Thinking about it now, it's not too early."
"It's not too early, it's not too early." Wei Qing grabbed the man, hugged him in his arms, stared at the boy's eyes darkly and said, "Come on, tell me, what kind of man do you want to marry?"
Yan Chuyang's eyelids drooped, he clasped his fingers and thought for a long time before he said, "I want to marry someone like you."
The darkness in the man's eyes receded completely at once, and his heart softened.
This is Yan Chuyang's ability, he can always tease you fiercely inadvertently, and he will tease you immediately. He is like a normal person, pretending to be very innocent and simple, making your heart itchy and scratching your heart with claws .
"I'm very expensive." Wei Qing kissed the boy's forehead and said with a smile, "This little money may not be able to marry me away."
Yan Chuyang let out a sigh, and drooped his shoulders dejectedly. He also knew that the money he had spent so much effort to win was actually only one month or half a month's profit of the company to Wei Qing. That's all.
"Then I'll work harder." The boy raised his eyes, "If you can't do it in one year, then it's two years, if you can't do it in two years, then..."
"I can't wait for you so long." Wei Qing interrupted him, "A man's youth is very short."
Wei Qing suddenly thought a little gloomily, he is already in the third year, Yan Chuyang is still so young, even if he struggles for two or three years, he is only twenty-two years old, in the prime of his youth, but after three years he is already Ben is thirty years old, when Yan Chuyang recovers, will he still want to marry him
After thinking about it for a while, the man frowned and shook his head again. This is all a mess. After being with Yan Chuyang for a long time, his mind has become wild and fuzzy. They are both men. When did they start talking about marriage? It's over.
Yan Chuyang sighed, thinking about Shanxia Huijiu again, his eyes suddenly flickered, he lowered his head, and said with a lonely expression: "You...you still can't wait for me?"
"Yes." Wei Qing shook his head, "I can't wait, I want to marry as soon as possible."
The boy tugged at the corner of his clothes, lowered his eyes and said, "Actually... I have something to tell you today."
"say what?"
"There is a teacher I admire very much who invited me to work in Japan."
The man narrowed his eyes: "Go to Japan?"
"Yes." Yan Chuyang raised his head and said seriously, "It's Keihisa Yamashita, a well-known manga master. He said he admired my works and asked me if I'm interested in going to his studio for an internship."
"But..." Wei Qing said with difficulty, "Aren't you still in school?"
"He said he would not delay my studies, and I could go back to China to continue my studies in half a year."