Sun Yan didn't sit in the hot spring like Yan Hai'an did. He spread his arms and put them on the side of the pool, occupying most of the pool in one go. Yan Haian seemed indifferent on the surface, but his body tensed up involuntarily, his back straightened, and he left the pool wall.
Sun Yan combed his hair back a few times, exposing his resolute face. He reached out with his long hand, took his trousers, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, lit it, clamped it, and took a puff.
Light gray smoke mixed with soft water mist curled upwards.
He just came back from the outside, and he wanted to take a dip in the hot spring and sleep, but he didn't expect that there was such a person staying in the pool, quietly, almost blending into the bad environment. Sun Yan turned his head abruptly to see a head on the water, and was frightened by it.
Thinking back carefully, Yan Hai'an has always been like this, quietly and safely out of everyone's sight. Especially when he appeared with Mo Yisheng, he always hid in Mo Yisheng's dazzling shadow, like a shadow.
At first glance, I think it might be the kind of person who is timid to flatter, who will play tricks and tricks, but it is actually not interesting. However, when we really got in touch, we found that this was not the case. Although Sun Yan was sometimes annoyed by his disgusted eyes, I have to say that Yan Haian was different from Mo Yisheng's innocence. It was a little different from what he thought.
Shaking the cigarette ash onto the sand outside the pool, Sun Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Hai'an who was slightly sideways to him.
It may be because Mo Yisheng's appearance is too flamboyant and conspicuous, Yan Hai'an who goes in and out with him will be set off by passers-by. In fact, if you look carefully, you can find that Yan Hai'an is really good-looking. His lips are well-shaped, with sharp corners and full lips, so it doesn't make people feel flirtatious. The shape of the eyes is hooked inwards and outwards, with the tails of the eyes slanted upwards and close to the temples. The amazingly long eyes are always kept low-key, and occasionally raise their heads to look directly at others. They are not submissive at all, but rather charming.
Now that he was getting closer, Sun Yan discovered that there was a small depression on his round earlobe, which proved that there was a pierced ear, but it was healed after not wearing anything for a long time. It is not uncommon for a man to have pierced ears, but Yan Haian has a very contradictory and novel feeling.
Sun Yan rested his elbow on the edge of the pool, and the hand holding the cigarette lightly tapped his forehead thoughtfully. What is the reason for such a person to help Mo Yisheng so much
I don't know whether it's the condensation of the water mist or the sweat from the bubbles, a few drops of water slowly flow down Yan Hai'an's cheeks, flow through the curve of the jaw, gather at the chin, drop down brightly, and hit the water surface.
Sun Yan's eyes followed the water droplets. Yan Haian returned to sitting upright in the hot spring, her breasts were exposed, and she was suddenly exposed to the cold air from the warm water, her skin was covered with tiny goosebumps, and even her light-colored nipples stood up tremblingly. Get up, looming in the rippling water.
Sun Yan: "..."
Since that accident, Sun Yan's life has been sensual and sensual, and his desire has been formed into a habit, which is somewhat out of his control. Completely subconsciously, he swallowed uncomfortably.
He moved a little closer, and the water wave he launched hit Yan Haian's body, making Yan Haian's eyebrows twitch.
"I said, you like Mo Yisheng so much, so go ahead." Sun Yan came to his senses and found something to talk to, "I don't think you two are very good?"
Yan Hai'an said: "I remember I told you that Yi Sheng and I are just friends."
"God damn friend." Sun Yan sneered, and sat down next to Yan Hai'an, his tone was a bit serious, "I'm tired of looking at you. What's the point?"
Yan Hai'an didn't plan to talk to Sun Yan about what he meant to Mo Yisheng, but because Sun Yan had already softened his attitude, he was not stupid enough to continue to confront Sun Yan: "Mr. Sun, Yi Sheng is really He is a simple person, he is not suitable for playing games."
The stars hang low in the night sky, the surroundings are silent, the warm water surrounds their bodies, and everything around them is so soft. No matter how cold and hard the outer shell is, a small hole will be softened.
Sun Yan said lazily: "But what is not a game? Yan Hai'an, everything in this world is said to be gone. Enjoy as much as you can. You don't need to spend too much effort on anything."
"Is this Mr. Sun's philosophy of life?" Yan Haian pursed his lips, which was almost a smile.
This is a simple conversation. From the bottom of his heart, he faintly agrees with Sun Yan.
Nothing lasts forever, after all, it's just one sentence, the world is impermanent.
Yan Hai'an has a personal experience of this, even though he thinks about it because he meets people unkindly and has a youthful spirit. But it's always like this, when you think life is happy, you will be slapped hard.
what can you do It can only be swallowed with blood.
The dim light softened the field of vision, giving all objects a hazy sense of beauty. Seen from Sun Yan's distance, Yan Hai'an's skin soaked in hot spring water was fair and smooth, and his protruding collarbone reflected the moist water. It seems that there is a small puddle of water in the small nest, and I feel thirsty just looking at it.
Sun Yan took a puff of cigarette, stared at Yan Haian's cold side face, smiled and puffed at him lightly: "You won, my time is precious, I don't want to waste it with you. I'm leaving tomorrow. Let Mo Yisheng draw slowly."
Yan Haian turned his head unhappily, and waited for the smoke to dissipate before turning back and saying: "Thank you, I believe that Mr. Sun keeps his word. The time is almost up, I'll go first, and Mr. Sun soaks slowly."
He had rehearsed how to leave quickly in his head several times just now, and now he got up and went ashore and wrapped up a towel, and the action was done in one go, but Sun Yan kept looking at him, and he still looked at everything that should be seen. Yan Haian is not weak, he should have She has straight lines, her legs are straight, her buttocks are straight, and it must feel good if she goes to bed.
but…
Although Yan Haian's character may unexpectedly suit his appetite, as long as he thinks of Yan Haian's attitude towards Mo Yisheng, Sun Yan will feel very bored. Even more, that Xu Ke had already done it last time, according to his habit, he didn't want to come a second time, or let Xu Ke build a bridge and find another in this circle
Sun Yan thought for a while, Yan Hai'an had already left. He was alone in the water. He lay down by the pool, put out the cigarette on the ground, and felt bored again: "boring..."
After soaking in the hot spring, his whole body was relaxed, Yan Haian had a good night's sleep, and got up at 7 o'clock the next day as usual. After changing into sportswear, he went out for half an hour and felt refreshed after sweating. When he came back, he bumped into Sun Yan who was also in sportswear.
Sun Yan raised an eyebrow, as if he hadn't thought of it: "Running?"
Yan Hai'an wiped his sweat, nodded, and returned to his respectful look: "Mr. Sun is also going out for a run?"
"After running back, Su Yin will come to pick me up." Sun Yan tilted his head and smiled, "Don't worry?"
Yan Hai'an also smiled: "Mr. Sun, won't you leave after breakfast?"
Sun Yan looked back, patted Yan Haian on the shoulder, and stepped out the door.
There was already movement in the kitchen, and Wu Ningshu got up very early to make fresh egg cakes for the guests. She is proficient in doing these things, and when the servant named Su Yin came to pick her up, she had just finished cooking, and the whole yard was filled with the smell of food.
Yan Hai'an tried every means to push up Mo Yisheng who was quietly playing with his mobile phone last night, helped him dress and wash, and carried him to the dining table.
Mo Yisheng was so sleepy that he relied on instinct to eat. He squinted his eyes and rolled up the egg pancake and stuffed it into his mouth. Yan Hai'an asked Wu Ningshu for a plate, put two cakes cut into small pieces, and handed it to Sun Yan.
"Since Mr. Sun is in a hurry, I won't stay any longer. Let's take a break on the road." Seeing that Sun Yan really did what he said, Yan Haian was finally relieved, and his attitude towards Sun Yan was even more infallible. In order not to stab Sun's lungs again, and cause some trouble.
Sun Yan glanced at it, and Su Yin immediately took it over in a sensible way: "Okay, thank you, see you later."
"Mr. Sun." Yan Hai'an saw him leave as soon as he said, and chased him to the door, "You have applied for an annual card in our studio, do you need me to refund you?"
Sun Yan didn't look back, stretched out his hand to take a piece of cake from the plate Su Yin was holding, and waved his other hand back, not knowing whether to say no or goodbye.
The Land Rover's engine started, and it disappeared from Yan Hai'an's sight explosively.
Finally sending the god away, Yan Hai'an left Sun Yan and related matters behind, and went back to finish breakfast.
The different scenery gave Mo Yisheng great inspiration. After his work and rest were corrected by Yan Haian, he stayed outside to sketch all day long. There were many other painters in the village, and they usually greeted each other and exchanged a few words. Only Mo Yisheng was like a lone ranger, and was isolated by everyone unconsciously.
Only He Ling, whom he knew before, would come to see him from time to time, sometimes for a chat, and sometimes for a meal together. He Ling is a person who is hard to dislike, and she accurately grasps everyone's attitude in interpersonal communication, neither making people feel alienated nor nervous. Yan Hai'an found that he was very popular, which is also conceivable, after all, even Mo Yisheng was willing to get close to him. To be honest, this was Mo Yisheng's first connection in the oil painting circle.
They stayed in this small ancient town for more than half a month, during which Li Xi sent several text messages, asking Yan Hai'an what had happened since he hadn't been here for a long time. After Yan Haian explained that he was on a business trip, he didn't ask any more questions, and greeted him just right every day. This kind of distanced intimacy was exactly what Yan Haian needed.
Li Xi cleverly grasped Yan Haian's sense of proportion.
As soon as he got home, Mo Yisheng devoted himself to creating, and finally his normal work and rest were disrupted again. Yan Hai'an had no choice but to try his best to make Mo Yi eat better raw, to be a conscientious nanny, and to go to the bar once in a while, consciously getting close to Li Xi gradually.
The author has something to say:
Sun Xiaogong is so superficial, a face dog, tsk.
Sun Yan: Hot and spicy, why aren't you superficial? ? If it weren't for the Appearance Association, why would you write us so good-looking every time? ?
Cough, you can’t smoke while soaking in hot springs, good boy, don’t imitate it.