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Chapter 107: Adapting We Are Together

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Xu Mo handed Lai Yang a glass of boiled water, then sat on the drawing chair next to him and looked at him.

Lai Yang said thank you, but when he thought of Yuan Shengda, his mood became even more gloomy.

Although having sex before marriage is not uncommon these days, Lai Yang still finds it somewhat difficult to accept what happened to Yuan Shengda.

It would be fine if she was willing, but Xu Mo clearly said that she was in a bad mood, so Aru took advantage of the situation, which is worrying.

"Laiyang, have I ever told you that I love you so much?"

"Ah? Oh... I told you, didn't I explain it to you before? Why are you asking this question again?"

Xu Mo nodded, turned and walked to the cabinet where the paintings were stored. He picked for a while, then took out a picture frame wrapped in white gauze and walked over.

"Here, take a look at this. I guess this might be the reason why she can spend the whole day on this."

Lai Yang put down the water cup and took the picture frame with a confused look on his face. It was the same size as an ordinary computer screen. After removing the white gauze that was covering it, an oil painting suddenly appeared in front of him.

The painting shows rows of curved auditoriums. In the center of the far picture, a man is standing on the stage, with his hands raised above his head in a victory pose. A beam of white light falls from the top, just reflecting on him...

Lai Yang's eyes froze slightly.

Isn't this a painting of him

When they went to the Westin Hall for the first time, Yuan Shengda asked him to stand on the stage and pose while she took pictures.

I did strike this pose at that time.

"Do you think she's working part-time here? She's been drawing here for a month, and she's filled a basket of waste paper. She said she'd give it to you after the show, and she asked me to send it, but then she sent me a message saying she didn't need it... Laiyang, can't you see your childhood friend's heart until now?"

Lai Yang slowly raised his head and looked towards Xu Mo. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was beginning to be troubled.

If he said now that Yuan Shengda did all this just because of their brotherhood, Lai Yang himself would find it hard to believe it.

Because he also painted for Tian Jing, he knew the mentality of expecting someone to be touched, just like hiding a piece of candy in the heart, and before giving it to others, his heart has already been sweetened...

But... but... how could Yuan Shengda like me

And why didn't she send it in the end

Lai Yang rubbed his fingers on the painting. The oil paint on the picture had a very bumpy texture. After touching his fingertips, an emotion that was difficult to shake off also penetrated into Lai Yang's heart.

"She's a little bit like you.

You asked me to help you draw this, but she drew this one completely by herself."

Xu Mo's words shocked Lai Yang again.

Lai Yang's Adam's apple moved, and after a long silence with Xu Mo, he took the painting and prepared to leave. But when he walked to the counter at the door, he inadvertently saw a bulging woven bag under the counter. The zipper of the bag was half open, and a flyer page vaguely appeared in Lai Yang's eyes.

At this moment, there seemed to be an invisible force that made him bend down and pull out a flyer.

When Lai Yang held the single page in his hand, he was petrified.

This is a promotional leaflet for a venue with a capacity of 1,000 people. The content is similar to the poster posted on the official account, but there are some minor changes, and the large cover uses an oil painting of myself as the background image.

Xu Mo leaned against the counter, looked at the flyers and said, "There are about 2,000 copies in one bag. She brought four bags and distributed three and a half bags. This month, apart from painting, she has been distributing flyers."

Lai Yang once said at a meeting that if tickets for a venue with a capacity of 1,000 people were to be sold by distributing flyers, at least 200,000 flyers would be needed.

This approach is no different from Yugong moving the mountain, but Yuan Shengda silently moved the mountain for himself.

An indescribable feeling of bitterness seeped out from the tip of my heart, then spread throughout my body, making my nose sore and my eyes red.

When I left Xu Mo's studio, it was already evening. The sky was gloomy and gray. Shuemi was hidden in the clouds, and the air was chilly.

White-collar workers coming out of the office building across the street glanced at the sky queen and quickly walked towards the subway and bus station with their briefcases. Children on their way home from school also ran and shouted in groups of three or five...

Lai Yang took a taxi back to the community in a daze. After putting down the painting, he bought a box of beer from the convenience store at the door, then knocked on Yuan Shengda's door.

She was wearing pajamas, with her hair casually falling on her shoulders. When she saw the box of wine, her oval face was filled with surprise.

"What?"

"Looking to talk to you."

Lai Yang squatted on the coffee table and placed the wine box, unpacked it, took out a bottle and handed it to Yuan Shengda. She sat next to the sofa with her big eyes wide open.

"If you want to talk to me about Aru, let's not drink. I don't want to drink."

"Don't talk about him."

Lai Yang tore open a bottle of wine and took a big gulp. He drank too quickly and choked, and half of the wine spat out.

Yuan Shengda quickly pulled out two pieces of paper and wiped his chin with a look of disgust on his face: "You idiot, you are going to die, I just wiped the coffee table clean."

Lai Yang ignored her and took another big sip. Yuan Shengda was shocked.

"What's going on? Did you and Jingjing quarrel again? Come... tell me."

"Would you like to drink?"

"… Then I'll drink with you, but I can't drink too much. My stomach hurts from drinking last night."

As he spoke, Yuan Shengda opened the can, took a sip, and then looked at Lai Yang blankly.

"Did anything happen between you and Aru?"

Yuan Shengda was startled and muttered, "Didn't I say we don't want to talk about this?"

After saying that, she took another sip herself.

"If you still think of me as a childhood friend, we can have some casual conversation today, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Yuan Shengda took another big sip, and her chest began to rise and fall. She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

"Just say it now! Are you still Yuan Shengda when you are so shy?"

"Whether it happened or not, you don't have a brain?"

"I have grown, and I doubt that you haven't grown? Give me the answer, and tell me!"

Lai Yang slammed the wine bottle hard on the table, and the wine splashed out. Yuan Shengda's pretty face turned red and his hands tightly grasped the wine bottle.

"No! No! We just went out for a night of drinking, and then we each got our own room and went to sleep. Are you satisfied?"

"Then why is that bastard Aru talking nonsense!?"

"I asked him to say that so that you can adapt in advance."

“Adapt to what?”

"adapt… "

Yuan's voice suddenly stopped, her dark eyes trembling like duckweed. After a few seconds, she breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders collapsed, and her voice became much quieter.

"Adapt... We are really going to be together..."

Lai Yang looked at her in a daze, then looked away and drank the whole bottle in one gulp. Seeing this, Yuan Shengda also drank it in one gulp.

Lai Yang tore open two more bottles, handed one over, and asked without raising his head.

"Do you like him?"

“Just fell in love with it.”

"What's the meaning?"

Seeing Yuan Shengda didn't say anything, Lai Yang looked up, only to see tears in her eyes and she stared at him with her lips bitten.

"Laiyang... do you really want to hear it?"