Luo Shaoheng wanted to step back to see the effect after finishing the painting, but unexpectedly bumped into someone, and was about to apologize when he heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Be careful."
The low and deep voice surrounded his ears, and before he recovered, the corners of his mouth raised first: "Why are you back?"
Hearing his slightly surprised voice, Shen Mucheng was in a good mood, and asked back, "You don't want me to come back?"
"I think so." Luo Shaoheng said without hesitation.
He wanted to go out with him, but of course he didn't say this, because he was too clingy because he was afraid that Shen Mucheng would not be used to it now.
Shen Mucheng was very satisfied with his answer, and measured Luo Shaoheng's height by embracing him, and found that he had indeed grown a little taller. In the video I watched last night, Luo Shaoheng's height back then was less than the position of his lower lip. Now it's almost to the tip of the nose.
This made him feel like he missed many things about Luo Shaoheng.
Shen Mucheng shook his head secretly, let go of his arm around his waist, took the palette in his hand and asked, "What are you painting?"
Luo Shaoheng stepped aside, revealing the painting on the easel: "Where I live."
As soon as Shen Mucheng heard that he was interested, he put the palette aside and went to look at his paintings.
What Luo Shaoheng painted was his residence in the resort, a small wooden house with two bedrooms and one living room, located in the backyard of the resort, some distance from the front hall.
His residence has a separate yard surrounded by fences. There is a big shade tree in the yard. There are rattan tables and wooden chairs under the tree. Beside the wooden chairs are a few yellow chickens napping. On one side, there is a whole bamboo forest.
The piece of green that Shen Mucheng saw just now came from them.
This quiet and unique small residence feels very leisurely. At first glance, there is an illusion of going back to the mountains and forests.
However, Shen Mucheng's mind was not on this. He looked at this scene and felt more and more familiar, and some fragmentary words flashed in his mind.
—Shen Mucheng, our house will be built in a resort in the future. We will plant a bamboo garden and some fruit trees at the same time. How about raising chickens and ducklings in the yard
—Chicken duckling? Do you raise it
— Raise them together, those who can lay eggs eat eggs, and those who cannot lay eggs eat chickens.
— Well, as long as you like it.
Luo Shaoheng was waiting for him to praise himself, but when he saw that he was looking at the painting, he nudged him and said, "Are you dumbfounded? At least give me a compliment."
Shen Mucheng came back to his senses and looked at him: "What are you boasting about?"
"It's fine to praise the place I live in, or praise me for my good paintings. There is always one place that is good, right?" Luo Shaoheng asked with a smile.
However, Shen Mucheng said something out of the question: "Did you say you raised chickens?"
Luo Shaoheng was taken aback, and opened his mouth: "You..."
"Have you raised it?" Shen Mucheng asked again.
"I've raised it." Luo Shaoheng nodded,
Shen Mucheng just relied on the fleeting conversation just now, and felt that Luo Shaoheng might have mentioned it before, so he asked such a question. Hearing that he had really raised chickens, he couldn't help being interested: "Oh? Opened a chicken farm?"
It's also a chicken farm... Luo Shaoheng was a little embarrassed: "No, no, they are all raised to death."
"..." Shen Mucheng raised his eyebrows, "Did you die?"
"Ah, that little thing is not easy to raise." Luo Shaoheng rubbed his nose and told his experience of learning how to raise chickens for the first time last year. No... Huh!" He stopped suddenly and looked up at him in astonishment, "Do you remember?!"
After seeing him, Shen Mucheng was amused by his wide-eyed expression, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "A little bit, I vaguely remember what you said, am I right?"
"No." Luo Shaoheng said quickly, "How did you remember that?"
Shen Mucheng tapped the picture on his easel, and Luo Shaoheng came to his senses: "Because of this?"
"Well, I have a little impression." Shen Mucheng was afraid that he would be disappointed if he couldn't remember clearly, so he said, "I will try my best."
Unexpectedly, Luo Shaoheng didn't mind at all, instead he said: "That's great, by the way, let's go back to the resort when the weather gets warmer. Although you don't remember, the general landscape there is designed according to our original idea. Yes, maybe you will have a little impression, not necessarily."
Hearing him use the word "Hui", Shen Mucheng's heart warmed: "Okay." He also really wanted to see where Luo Shaoheng lived, and wanted to know what kind of life he lived these years.
"There are still many places, I will take you there when you are done."
"Um."
Shen Yun at the door couldn't help but stop when he saw this scene. He came to ask Shen Mucheng and the others to have dinner. He thought that he would see some bloody scenes when he came. After all, judging from the reaction of the boss yesterday, he was very angry at being a substitute for himself, but judging from today's reaction Let's see... It seems that the substitute has become a regular.
So what happened last night, and the rain suddenly cleared up
He looked at Luo Shaoheng curiously, and couldn't help admiring in his heart: Amazing!
"How long are you going to stand outside?" Seeing him standing outside, Shen Mucheng asked aloud.
Luo Shaoheng turned his back to the door, and when he heard what he said, he turned around and saw Shen Yun walking in, and he greeted him aloud.
"Hello, Young Master Luo." Shen Yun replied with a smile, and said to the two of them, "It's time to have lunch."
"Is it noon?" Luo Shaoheng took the phone aside and checked the time, only to realize that he had already been in the studio all morning.
"Go wash your hands first." Shen Mucheng patted Luo Shaoheng on the shoulder, and walked out of the studio with him.
Shen Yun's eyes stopped on Luo Shaoheng's painting, looked up and down for half a minute, nodded and said two words: "Amazing."
During lunch, Shen Yun was shown another face, and the boss sitting opposite him even took the initiative to serve Luo Shao with food, and reminded him to be careful of fishbone.
To be honest, everyone is an adult, there is really no need to remind people of fishbone, and... Boss, your double is a little smoother! Getting into character so quickly made me panic...
He was a little desperate for the boss who couldn't hide his affection in his eyes.
"Xiao Shen?" Seeing him looking at the rice in front of her with a troubled face, Wang Ma asked, "Is today's dish not to your liking?"
"No, it's very appetizing." Shen Yun picked up the rice and took a big bite to show his sincerity.
"That's good, eat more." Wang Ma said with a smile, then turned to ask Luo Shaoheng and Shen Mucheng to eat more.
Shen Mucheng raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Yun lightly, with a hint of warning in his eyes, as if he had seen through his thoughts at this time.
Shen Yun paused with the hand holding the rice, and silently lit a piece of wax for himself.
Boss, I'm just worried that the tears you shed in the future will be the love you gave today.
After the meal, Shen Mucheng and Shen Yun went out, and Luo Shaoheng returned to the studio to pass the time. This time he did not paint watercolors, but sketched instead.
Luo Shaoheng has drawn the most character sketches than Shen Mucheng. During the four years he was in the nursing home, he locked himself in the ward all the year round. Chen Zhan sometimes couldn't go in to find him, but he could still see him sitting on the window sill. Draw at the easel.
After spending the afternoon in the studio, when it was almost dinner time, Shen Mucheng received a call from Shen Mucheng saying that he would not come back for dinner due to urgent matters.
Luo Shaoheng told him to remember to eat, then hung up the phone, and went upstairs to take a shower after eating.
After taking a bath, Luo Shaoheng went down to the living room to wait for Shen Mucheng. The plot was somewhat similar to last night. When he thought of the scene of Shen Mucheng coming back with a dark face to question himself last night, he couldn't help laughing.
He wanted to make a call to Shen Mucheng, but he was afraid that he would be busy and he would delay his work, so Luo Shaoheng lay on the sofa with his mobile phone in his arms and played games.
After playing a few rounds of Snake, he quit the game and realized that less than half an hour had passed. He casually took a picture of a corner of the living room and sent it to WeChat, with the word "waiting" in the postscript.
Luo Shaoheng has a good personality and is very polite to his friends around him. He also knows a lot of people because he opened a resort, so this post quickly attracted many people's comments.
—Wang Xiaoquan of Hengcheng Resort: Who are you waiting for, Brother Heng
—Chen Zhan: Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health.
—Susu Susu: Where is little uncle
——Yunshan Cake Shop: Boss Luo, this is a date for a beautiful woman!
Luo Shaoheng flipped through the comments, and after replying to a few people, he put his phone aside and went to the drawer under the TV cabinet to find a movie to watch.
Probably because he didn't have a good rest last night, he fell asleep before watching half of the movie.
When Shen Mucheng came back, he saw him leaning on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, half of the blanket on his body fell to the ground, it seemed that he had been asleep for a while.
It is still winter now, and the temperature is even lower in the middle of the night. Although there is heating in the house, it is easy to catch cold. Seeing this, Shen Mucheng walked over a few steps, put away the coat in his hand, bent down and picked him up.
Luo Shaoheng woke up as soon as he moved, and rubbed his confused eyes: "You're back."
"En." Shen Mucheng carried him upstairs.
Only then did Luo Shaoheng realize that he was holding him in his arms, and quickly patted him on the shoulder: "Put me down."
"What's wrong?" Shen Mucheng didn't let him go as he said, but stepped up the stairs steadily.
"I'll just go by myself, you don't think it's too heavy." Luo Shaoheng said, if he was still seventeen or eighteen years old, it would be fine, but now, as a thirty-year-old man, being hugged by Shen Mucheng like this I feel embarrassed going upstairs.
"Not heavy." Shen Mucheng said meaningfully, "It's lighter than paint."
Luo Shaoheng had just woken up, and was a little slow to react to his words. It took him two seconds to realize what he meant. His face became a little dry, and he coughed lightly, pretending not to know anything.
Shen Mucheng chuckled, carried him up to the second floor, went back to the room and put him on the bed.
"Don't wait for me in the living room next time, you'll catch a cold easily." Shen Mucheng pulled up the collar of his coat for him, and found that he was only wearing thin pajamas under the coat, he couldn't help frowning, "Why are you wearing so little?"
"It's not cold just after taking a shower." Luo Shaoheng said, in fact, the heating was turned on in the room, and he really didn't feel cold when he put on a blanket again.
"Wear more next time, go to bed early" Shen Mucheng warned and was about to leave, Luo Shaoheng stretched out his hand to hold him.
"I've been waiting for you so late, and you just left?" Luo Shaoheng asked.
Shen Mucheng glanced at him and held his hand: "Then what do you want?"
"Goodnight kiss." Luo Shaoheng moved his left cheek closer, "Huh?"
Shen Mucheng stared at him fixedly for a few seconds, covered his right cheek with one hand and turned his face slightly forcefully, leaned down and approached him, and a good night kiss fell on his lips.