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Numbly, he packed all the meals on the table into boxes, put them in the refrigerator, and frozen the cakes, as if time could stop, as if Leo hadn't left, but just went downstairs to get things.

Lucas swallowed the medicine with cold water, climbed onto the bed, held the phone in one hand, looked at the photo of Leo on the screen, and put his hand in his pants. After a while, he whispered: "Leo, Leo, baby ,I miss you."

Relaxed, finally released, Lucas whimpered on Leo's pillow.

The phone turns on and off, turns off and turns on again.

"I'm at the airport."

"Change the boarding pass."

"Passed the security check."

"I'm going to board the plane in half an hour. Lucas, I miss you."

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Lucas picked up the phone and dialed: "Leo, Leo, you must come back."

"Lucas," Leo's gentle voice came from the microphone, "are you crying?"

Lucas sobbed: "Well, I miss you so much. I can't help it."

"Wait a minute." There was a rustling voice on the other side, and then the background sound became very quiet.

"Lucas."

"I'm here."

"Have you taken your medicine for tonight?"

"have eaten."

"When I get on the plane, you go to bed too."

"I'm in bed."

"good."

"Are there any rewards?"

"What reward do you want?"

"you."

Leo chuckled: "I am on your chest, in your mobile phone, on your canvas, and in your heart."

"Don't laugh at me."

"No, I almost cried just now."

"Then don't make fun of anyone."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Leo."

"Ok?"

"Remember to open the picture scroll when you get home. Perhaps, you will need the help of an expert."

"What surprise did you give me?"

"I'll know when the time comes. Remember, don't open it in advance."

"Okay. What else?"

"I won't give you a long time, half a year at most, um, well, a year."

"what?"

"If you don't come, I will go."

"China is so big, not to mention I often go abroad, where can you find me?"

"I always have a way. Remember, you are mine, and no one is more suitable for you than me."

"I know, and so do you."

"After returning to China, is your number no longer used?"

"Correct."

"Then what if I miss you?"

"The previous social accounts were my personal ones, but our electronic devices will be monitored."

"Got it, I'll figure it out. Are you in the bathroom?"

"Correct."

"Let's do it, I say you listen."

Twenty minutes later, Leo, with a blushing face, hurriedly washed his face, walked out of the bathroom, and assembled with his colleagues waiting outside.The phone is out of battery, and he has to hand it in when he goes back. Lucas's number has long been familiarized by heart.

When the plane took off, I looked down at the city where Leo lived from the window, and I didn't know which light belonged to the room where the two had spent so many sweet times together.

Lucas, we've made a deal.

Leo mused over the pictures on the wall.This time he came back to be disciplined first, which was within his expectation.Maybe it's because I've been with Lucas for a long time, I became overconfident, let down my vigilance, and made some mistakes in the action, which caused all the electronic equipment to be taken away when I came back.He missed Lucas very much, but he could not disobey the order. Fortunately, he heard some recent situation of Lucas from Xiaolin, which gave him a little comfort.Lucas can still maintain his living habits when he is with him. Going out for a walk, shopping, and socializing with others is the best news.

But, before leaving, what did Lucas mean?The painting, as always, showcases his stunning talent.The self in the painting is sitting on a high-backed chair, with a heavy book on his legs, a page of paper is pinched in his left hand, and his right hand is stretched out to the left side of the canvas, as if sending or receiving something in Lucas' hands.Lucas, who was dressed in Greek attire, knelt on one knee, holding a pocket watch with a gold chain in one hand, and the hands on the dial were on the numbers eight and twelve.

Does this painting have any meaning?As soon as he came back, he framed it and hung it in the house for viewing. He didn't see what was hidden in the painting for several days.Hearing the shouts outside, Leo squeezed the space between his eyebrows, walked out of the room, and went to eat.

"Ozawa, when you came back, you just got into the house, why don't you go out to play with your friends? It's good to go and see your grandpa, he knows you're back." Mother Li handed the chopsticks to Leo.

"In a few days, I still have something to do." Leo took food for his mother, "How are you, Mom?"

"Don't you still teach and guide students. You can also go to our school to relax and listen to lectures or something."

"Meet some girls by the way, right? Mom, I don't want to have any more girlfriends, I'm not in the mood, I don't have time." Leo frowned.

"How can it be, you want to get married directly? How irresponsible." Li's mother gave her son a look, "Your father is not at home these days, or you will be cut off."

"No, let's talk after eating."

"Why can't we say it now? Are you a diplomatic friend abroad?"

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Leo hesitated: "Yes."

"Hey, my son gave Mom a surprise. Do you have any pictures? Show me what he looks like." Li's mother smiled happily.

"Very good-looking, very talented, and from a good family background, more than enough for your son."

"Really? That would be great. When will you bring it back?"

"It's inconvenient right now, and..."

"And what?"

"Mom, as long as my son likes me, you can accept it?"

"Nonsense, from childhood to adulthood, when was I not on your side?"

"What if my dad beats me?"

"I'm definitely pulling. Did you do something to be sorry for him? Or, is he too old or too young?"

"No, he helped me a lot, and even cheated his brother for me."

"Oh, son, you haven't done anything illegal, have you?"

"Mom, what are you thinking?"

"What's the matter, let your father beat you? You are already in your 20s, how could you fight back."

"Mom, I really love him, as if I've never been in love before."

"Son, you are really emotional."

"Yes, I want to be with him, no matter how long it takes, no matter how much you object."

"Why would mother object? Is it because we can't afford it?"

"No, Mom, he is a man."

"……son!"

Seeing that his mother was too frightened to speak, Leo quickly went to get a glass of water and brought it to his mother.Without picking up the cup, Mother Li patted her chest and regained her sanity. The good self-cultivation of senior intellectuals did not make her lose her temper.Smiled at his son: "Show mom what kind of person fascinates my son."

"Come with me." Leo stood up and led his mother towards the bedroom.

When the oil painting caught Mama Li's eyes, she was immediately attracted.Knowing that this is a portrait of the two painted by Lucas, Li's mother fell silent, and Leo's heart was hanging in mid-air, wondering what his mother's reaction would be next.

Seeing Mama Li walking up to the oil painting, Leo thought she was watching carefully, but unexpectedly, she suddenly took down the oil painting and was about to throw it on the ground.

"Mom—" Leo pounced on him, grabbing the frame tightly, "Don't do this."

During the fight between the two, when they missed, the oil painting was thrown to the side of the bed, slid to the floor, and the frame fell apart.

"Mom, calm down, you calm down." Leo hugged his mother to prevent her from further destructive behavior.

In the arms of her son, Mother Li's heavy breathing gradually calmed down.She straightened her messy hair and patted Leo's arm: "I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Really." Li's mother pinched Leo's cheek, "Your father is going to beat you this time, I guess I can't stop it."

"Hit it, as long as you can accept it." Leo let go of his mother.

"It's too shocking to our concept, let me take it easy." Li's mother sat down on the chair.

Leo bent down to pick up the oil painting, saw that the frame was broken, and simply placed it on the table.Mother Li turned her head to look: "Purely from the perspective of appreciation, he draws well."

"Well, he is considered a well-known painter in Paris, and one painting is worth our family's annual income."

"Really? Son, have you been bullied?"

"No, I didn't mean he helped me a lot. He's a bit weird, but he's very nice to me."

"Artists are a bit weird. How much do you think this painting can sell for?" Li's mother lightly stroked the edge of the canvas with her fingers.

"I don't know, it seems that his paintings are often reserved, sometimes auctioned."

"Huh? Why is this painting so thick?" Li's mother looked at the edge of the canvas for a long time, "I saw friends painting oil paintings, but I have never used such a thick canvas before?"

"Thick?" Leo hurriedly leaned over to look.

"That's right, it's as thick as two paintings."

"The master who added the frame also said so, I thought it was specially made."

Leo suddenly remembered what Lucas said, "experts are needed", what experts?Before leaving, Lucas went out for so long, was it because of this matter?Is there a mezzanine?

Leo covered the oil painting with a cover, and kissed Mother Li on the cheek: "Mom, thank you, I finally found the answer!"

After all, Leo put on his clothes and was about to go out.

"I haven't finished my meal yet!" Mother Li shouted from behind.

"Don't eat, it's urgent."