Sun Yan patted his face lightly with one hand: "Are you all right?"
Yan Haian trembled: "It's okay."
This doesn't seem to be a problem, no matter what Sun Yan thinks, it can only be caused by that person just now: "Did that person bully you just now? Hmm? Don't be afraid, I will take you back and beat him up."
Rao Yan Hai'an was a little lost, and he laughed when he heard this sentence. He shook his head: "No, that person just now had a good relationship with me at that time."
"Oh." Sun Yan restrained his suspicious expression. Although he could see that there was something inside this matter, he didn't ask again, but said forcefully, "Your face is so pale, like a ghost, I told you so. On a hot day, I stayed in the hotel and turned on the air conditioner."
Yan Hai'an raised the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."
After watching only half of the exhibition, the two headed home early. Seeing him like this, Sun Yan wanted to be quiet, so he didn't want to mess with him, so he just told Su Yin to go to the time-honored restaurant to pack a banquet and go back to the hotel to eat.
Because of him watching, Yan Hai'an still ate almost as usual. At night, Sun Yan, who was always in a hurry, didn't do anything. He hugged Yan Hai'an tightly and went to bed on time.
Yan Haian had a dream.
In the dream, he was still the country bumpkin who just came from the country, dressed in rustic clothes, knew nothing, and imitating the behavior of others would only make him look nondescript, and he spoke Mandarin with a strong local accent every time he spoke. Make classmates and teachers laugh. He was the best student in the local area, but when he came to the high school in city B, he found that he was nothing.
However, he has been spoiled by his small hometown, holding on to his worthless pride and refusing to let go, he will beat anyone who wants to make fun of his accent, regardless of gender. As a result, the little bullies in the school claimed to be besieged by justice. How could they tolerate such a little country bumpkin dominating their own territory? But Yan Haian is not afraid of anyone, want to fight in groups? come!
In the end, he was beaten with blood all over his head, and the leader was worse than him, because no matter how many beatings he received, he only caught the leader and beat him, and he was afraid of the other party.
Yan Hai'an has become a well-known troublemaker in the school, and even the poor students in the school are unwilling to play with him. That was all right, he despised them anyway.
It should be at that time that I fell in love with drawing. At the beginning, it was just because I was bored and sketched casually. Later, I found that I was a little good at it, so I focused on it more and more. Continue to linger in the breathless atmosphere.
When he was living in the school almost isolated from the outside world, Feng Yiqing commented on the graffiti in the corner of his Chinese homework: Very good drawing, are you learning to draw
Perhaps new teachers have such enthusiasm and persistence, thinking that all students can be taught by children, and trying to influence every child who goes astray.
Obviously, this handsome and slightly shy Chinese teacher wanted to save Yan Hai'an.
Yan Hai'an, as a rebellious middle school sophomore, spent a lot of time chasing after him. But after all, he is only a half-grown boy, so what kind of hatred can he have for this world? Not to mention that this was the first kindness he received from others after he suffered long-term cold violence here. After all, he fell headlong into the river like a thirsty lamb.
The admiration for male elders continued to grow in his young heart, and Yan Haian's Chinese scores rushed to the front, and even his Mandarin was much more standard.
Feng Yiqing said that he hoped he would stop having conflicts with others, it would be bad for him and others. Yan Hai'an never fought with anyone again, even if he was blocked in an alley by young people from other schools who came to beat him up, he would just be beaten in silence.
Feng Yiqing said that academic performance does not mean everything. If you really love painting, you can try to develop this way. I like Yan Haian's paintings very much. Yan Haian wanted to draw more beautiful paintings for him to see.
Staying away, approaching, entangled, he exchanged all the persistence a young man could have in exchange for Feng Yiqing's response.
They were really happy for a while, until he was promoted to the third year of high school, refused to ask his family for money, and secretly worked in bars in order to take the art training class for the college entrance examination, and Feng Yiqing also changed from an intern teacher to a class teacher...
Yan Hai'an woke up from the dream, suddenly he didn't know the time.
The curtains were drawn, but the light in the room was dim, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the heavy rain of summer. Yan Hai'an got up slowly, the air conditioner was still on in the room, and he felt cold when the sheets fell off his body.
He sat on the bed and watched the pouring rain in a daze.
There was no rainy day in the high school life in his memory. Of course, this is impossible, but he doesn't remember it. Even on the worst day of his life, the weather was sunny, not too cold and not too hot, a good time.
Should we go back and say goodbye
Sun Yan turned over, put his hands on the side and fell into a void, opened his eyes, and woke up: "What time is it now? Damn it, is it already this time?"
Yan Hai'an turned his head, leaned over and hugged Sun Yan who was about to get up, and the two of them lay back on the bed again.
"I'm still a little sleepy." Yan Haian hugged him, "The air conditioner is too cold."
"Oh..." Sun Yan was flattered, put his arm around Yan Hai'an, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover their shoulders with the other, "Then shall we lie down for a while?"
Yan Hai'an responded in a low voice: "Yes."
It is rare for him to be so obedient, and Sun Yan's heart softened when he said yes, and he immediately felt an urge to stuff the whole world into Yan Haian's bag. He didn't know what to do, so he had to carefully put Yan Hai'an hugged her tightly, and asked like coaxing a child, "What's the matter?"
Yan Haian rested his forehead on his chest and shook his head.
Will this person be different
"If..." His voice was so low that he could barely hear, "If one day you want to separate from me, you must tell me directly."
Sun Yan was taken aback, and wanted to peek at his face, but he only saw the top of his head: "What silly things are you talking about? Why should they be separated?"
Yan Hai'an just let out a muffled laugh. People like Sun Yan don't wrong him to delay time, and he doesn't bother to play tricks. If he doesn't want it, he doesn't want it. There is no need to lie to anyone in this guy's life: "Yes, you don't It would be the kind of person…”
His voice faded, as if he fell asleep again.
Sun Yan frowned and hugged him, and after a long time, he lowered his head and kissed the top of his head.
Yan Hai'an started to move when he returned to City B, which was actually quite simple. While Sun Yan was on a business trip to a small town again, he moved by himself with a suitcase.
Although Sun Yan didn't live here before, he has all the furniture and electrical appliances, which is comparable to a model house. When he decided to live here, he asked the housekeeper to clean up several times, and then remotely ordered Su Yin to buy all kinds of towels and cups. The small objects in the house are arranged one by one at home.
Really pack your bags and move in.
The first thing to face when living together is to eat. Yan Hai'an hasn't cooked for a long time. He and Mo Yi usually eat takeaway in the studio. It was even more impossible for Sun Yan to cook, so Su Yin had already found an aunt for them, who would come twice a day to make lunch and dinner, and clean the house along the way, and it was very convenient to ask another person to clean it on weekends.
Yan Hai'an is a little unaccustomed to being served like this, what is it like to have people coming and going in his home every day? You have to take the initiative to cook. When Sun Yan heard this, he enthusiastically accompanied him in tinkering, but unfortunately, even if the things he made had love points, they were really not good, and it was quite disappointing.
Sun Yan barely ate half full, and proposed a solution: "Either we go out to eat every time, or just order takeaway?"
Yan Haian couldn't speak with the facts, so he could only compromise and said: "Forget it, let auntie come, I will learn slowly."
Asking Sun Yan to learn it is simply a fantasy, Yan Hai'an had to do it by himself, the first step is to go to the recipe book.
But within a short period of time, Yan Hai'an couldn't make a special trip to learn how to cook, and Mo Yisheng was a little flustered when he was away from him for a while, and he had to go back every day to have a look. Running around non-stop, and having to comfort Sun Yan who didn't want to listen to his explanation and wanted to dump eight or nine nannies to Mo Yisheng, he was so tired that he was flustered.
From a certain point of view, his life has become more regular than before. As long as Sun Yan is not on business, he and Sun Yan go for a run every morning, and then he will take Sun Yan's car directly to the studio.
Because now Sun Yan is procrastinating on the bed in the morning, dragging him to stay in bed together, making him arrive at the company not as early as before.
There is no way to work overtime at night. Even if Sun Yan doesn't come to pick up people, he will make a series of calls to rush people back, then eat, have sex, and sleep.
Very planned.
Mo Yisheng asked: "Haian, are you really in a relationship? No, you... Did you get married without telling me?"
As he spoke, he looked down at Yan Haian's hand, as if he was looking for a ring.
Yan Haian: "..."
Yan Hai'an changed the subject and said, "Have you decided what to draw for the competition?"
"Ah, I want to draw a portrait this time." Mo Yisheng laughed, "But I haven't figured out who to be the model for, do you want to come?"
Yan Haian shook his hand: "Forget it, I have something to draw."
The phone rang again, this was the sixth time within ten minutes, Yan Haian picked it up with a vein popping out of his forehead: "What are you doing! It's not time yet."
Sun Yan said: "Come down quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yan Hai'an lowered his voice and said, "What the hell are you doing?"
Sun Yan repeated: "Come down, or I will come up and drag you down."
You can't compare to this person when you are playing a rogue, Yan Hai'an took a deep breath, turned to Mo Yisheng and said: "I have to go out in advance, please estimate the time, then I will call to ask you if you have eaten, Did you hear that?"
"What?" No matter how idiot Mo Yisheng was, he found that Yan Haian was not as caring about him as before, but he would not quarrel with his good friends because of this, but it was inevitable that he could not control his emotions. Seeing that Yan Haian was easily rejected Knowing where the call came from, he was called out, so he curled his lips and said angrily: "I'm so strict even if I live out."
Seeing his appearance, Yan Hai'an couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll bring you your favorite cake tomorrow. I'm going to leave early today. I'm really busy."
Mo Yisheng didn't answer, watched him leave, fell back on the sofa depressedly, pulled the pillow and hugged him: "Don't treat me like a child..."
Yan Haian went downstairs in a hurry, and after walking around, he didn't see those flamboyant sports cars of Sun Yan. A horn sounded in the distance, which distracted him, and he found the SUV parked 20 meters away.
"Hey, can I pick up this car?" Yan Hai'an was going to say a few words to Sun Yan, but when he saw the car, he understood that this guy brought a car for himself, and it wasn't completely unreasonable, "Thank you, but you Just tell me, and I can get it myself."
Sun Yan glanced at him: "Sit down."
Without his reminding, Yan Hai'an had already pulled on his seat belt and put it on: "Go home?"
As soon as Sun Yan stepped on the gas pedal and started on the road, within a moment, Yan Hai'an realized that this route was not going back to his residence: "Where are we going? Have dinner?"
Sun Yan still didn't speak.
Seeing that this guy was going to whet his appetite to the end, Yan Hai'an simply didn't ask, since he would know the location anyway.
Forty minutes later, Sun Yan stopped the car.
Yan Haian was already in a daze.
Sun Yan unlocked the car door, turned his head to the school gate, and said to him, "Today is your school's anniversary. I'm afraid you will forget it. Go. I'll wait for you here."