"I noticed that you seemed tired."
At the school gate, why not open the car door and realize that Qin Guanglin is not in a good condition.
To be precise, it hasn't been very good for the past week.
Chen Rui could tell at a glance that it was because she hadn't seen her for a long time. The reason why she found out now was because the two of them had been together all day, and they were a little slow to notice this gradual change.
"Is there?" Qin Guanglin looked at the rearview mirror casually, "I didn't find it, come up quickly."
He Wei didn't come in, shook his head and bypassed the other door from the front of the car, saying: "Let me drive."
"OK."
Qin Guanglin didn't refuse either, why not his driving skills are much better than he imagined, although he doesn't drive often, but he is more reliable than some experienced drivers - he has both the experience of experienced drivers and the cautiousness of novices.
The car drove away from the gate of the school smoothly and headed home. There was soothing music playing in the car. Qin Guanglin closed his eyes and rested his mind. Why didn't he bother him when he saw him, and drove quietly without making a sound.
ding ding ding ding...
At the intersection of Nanfei, a series of bells rang to wake up the drowsy Qin Guanglin.
"Hello?... Oh, it's just down South Flyway, I'm here... um... Did you see that broken phone booth? Yes, it's over here."
After a few short conversations, why not have parked the car, saw him hang up the phone, and asked casually while unbuttoning his seat belt: "Who is it?"
"A courier, maybe a newcomer, even the road...here, here we come."
Qin Guanglin raised his chin as a signal, and an old three-wheeled electric vehicle drove over from the other side, and soon stopped beside the telephone booth he was talking about.
"here!"
He waved his hand, the tricycle restarted, and walked a few hundred meters forward to the front.
"Mr. Qin, right... Please sign for it." The courier took a flat cardboard box from the car and handed it out.
He might as well watch them finish handing over curiously, and look at the cardboard box under his elbow while going upstairs, "What is this?"
"Part of the surprise."
"... Take a break, and do it on the weekend the day after tomorrow."
"No, just take a breath, and you can have a good rest on the weekend."
Qin Guanglin was extremely stubborn, so there was nothing he could do. He put away his bag at home, went out to buy vegetables, and then returned to Qin’s house to cook with Qin’s mother. Qin Guanglin plunged into the studio and only came out when eating. go in.
"Isn't this kid in a daze?" Mother Qin frowned as she looked at the studio.
"I also think he's not in good spirits, he looks very tired..."
There was a hint of worry in He Wu's eyes. Qin Guanglin has been like this for more than half a month since he came back from the National Day trip. He didn't go to the gym. Except for occasionally coming out early, he usually stays in the studio until around ten o'clock , After going back, take a shower and fall asleep.
Even weekends are no exception.
There was an accident in the company last year, and he was never so tired during the busy months.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the studio door slammed softly, Qin Guanglin came out, took the key to lock the door, and then walked to the bathroom to clean himself.
"I feel like you're going to be exhausted." He Wei stood at the door and looked at him.
"No, such a trivial matter, how could it be exhausted."
Qin Guanglin wiped his face and raised his head, water dripped from his chin, his wet face could not hide his excitement.
He Wei could clearly see the little blood in the eyes.
Why not hesitate to speak, turned around and said: "Go back to sleep, and clean up when you take a shower."
"good."
Qin Guanglin simply scrubbed and washed it, and then led him out of the house.
There were not many stars in the dark night sky, and a waning moon hung in the sky, emitting a cold gleam.
A gust of wind blew, and the withered and yellow leaves scattered with the wind. There were only the two of them on the silent street, and the creaking sound of the dead branches and leaves under their feet was very obvious.
"For so long, we still don't know what you're doing."
"You said it, art."
"Art?"
"It will be done tomorrow, and you will know immediately." Qin Guanglin's voice was tired and excited, "You are right, I have artistic talent!"
"Okay... hurry up, go back and rest."
…
Friday night.
"It's done tonight, it may be late, you can go back later, don't wait for me."
Qin Guanglin put down the bowl and gave He Wu some instructions, then went into the studio again.
Why not look at each other with Mother Qin, pack up the dishes and wash them in the kitchen, sit on the sofa and catch up with the dramas that you have been watching for half a month, and wait for him to come out.
"I guess, nine out of ten are painting you two."
"Maybe... He also bought a picture frame, which just arrived yesterday."
"Frame?" Qin Ma was puzzled.
"It's such a big frame." He Wei stretched out his hand and gestured, "It's more than one meter high, it looks very delicate."
"Oh... quite big."
She has never seen Qin Guanglin use such a large picture frame, no wonder it took so long.
It turned out to be too big.
The two sat on the sofa until eleven o'clock, and Qin Guanglin hadn't come out yet. Seeing Qin's mother yawned a few times, why not help but say: "Go and rest first, I'll wait for him to go back together."
"Well... why don't you go back first and let him draw slowly by himself."
Qin's mother glanced at Qin Guanglin's bedroom. Although it was cleaned there, it hadn't been lived in for a long time. It was troublesome to tidy up at such a late hour, and she didn't ask He Wei to go to rest first. The tidying time was enough for He Wei to walk back.
She stood up and stretched herself, pouted towards the studio and said, "This kid used to draw until midnight, saying that the night is quiet... Don't wait, I have a flashlight here, I'll bring it to you—"
"No need, Auntie, go to sleep." He Wei took out the phone and shook it, signaling: "The phone has a flashlight... and there are street lights outside, it's just a few steps away, it's okay—I'll wait another half an hour, he won't I'll go back when I get out."
"Okay, then I'll go to bed first."
Seeing Qin's mother go back to the bedroom, why not take the remote control to turn down the sound, lean on the back of the sofa and look sideways at the door of the studio.
Half an hour flies by, and then another half hour.
The hour hand of the clock hanging in the living room moved little by little, and it passed zero unconsciously.
When the studio door rang, He Wu could no longer bear the drowsiness and was dozing on the sofa armrest. He looked up and saw Qin Guanglin coming out exhausted, took the key to lock the door, and then turned around to notice He Wu on the sofa.
"Why haven't you gone back... let's go, go to sleep." Qin Guanglin rubbed his hands against his body, pulling He Wu to stand up.
He might as well yawn, rub his eyes, and ask, "It's not over yet?"
She looked sideways at the clock on the wall, it was now past five in the morning.
"It's done."
Qin Guanglin grinned, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs seemed a little red. He pointed to the studio and said, "Leave it to dry first, and we can move it tomorrow."
"oh."
Why not be led out by him, walking on the road at night, Qin Guanglin's footsteps were much heavier than before, as if he was too tired, he went straight upstairs without making a sound.
After simply cleaning the paint stained on his body, he watched He Wu kneel down on the bed and spread the quilt, and then lay down on the bed.
"I won't draw anymore."
"Um?"
"No more drawing."
"...Well, go to sleep."
Why not answer softly, help Qin Guanglin cover the quilt, get up and turn off the light, then get into the bed and hug him to prepare to fall asleep.
Not long after, she got up again and turned on the light again.
"You have a fever?"
"..."
(end of this chapter)