Dumb painter giants grudge

"I'm home, have a good rest, it's getting late." Song Li said standing in front of the car.

Wen Rang closed his eyes and nodded to him, and Song Li knew that the other party closed his eyes and nodded to him to thank him.

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Song Li returned to the car.

After watching the car drive out of sight, Wen Rang turned to face the huge courtyard.

It was dark and empty.

Wen asked to turn on all the lights in the house one by one, as if he could see something clearly.

He never touched He Shishen's wine cabinet, but this day he took two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet.

Not wanting to take a bath or sleep, he sat in the window corner of the studio and drank from a small cup.

After drinking two cups, I felt a little spicy, and the smell made me want to cry.

[Well, I'm busy, so I won't go back. 】

[Busy with work, come back tomorrow, okay. 】

What is he busy with, let's go, let's go, Wen Rang couldn't help himself to think of saying these words in He Shishen's tone.

Is it really like what Song Li said?Then what are you.

Impossible, he wouldn't do this to me.

Wen Rang drank more and more. The wine was so spicy that he coughed. He lay on the table and accidentally touched the bottomed wine bottle. Brown glass all over the place.

………………

It was a little cold at night, and He Shishen was woken up by the gradually dropping temperature, but when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, only the dim light from the huge window.

He touched the phone on the table and turned on the flash.

"What's going on, why did you fall asleep? Is there a power outage?" He Shishen thought, and pressed the switch, but the light still didn't turn on.

It seemed that there might be a power outage and a trip. He Shishen was still sleepy, hesitated for a while, and decided to go home first.

He Shishen felt that it was too long to walk up dozens of floors of stairs. He checked the time on his phone, and it was already past two o'clock.

He was also working overtime at this time recently, and when he returned, he could only see Wen Rang's sleeping face.

He opened the text message column and frowned. When did Wen Rang send him this message?

[Do you work overtime all night tonight? 】

【What are you busy with? When will you be back? 】

What kind of tone is this, why does it look a bit fierce between the lines, is it possible that Wen Rang is angry?

But yes, He Shishen recently left early and returned late. Some mornings he didn’t even have breakfast with the other party and left, and when he came back at night, he was reluctant to wake the other party up. He didn’t say anything else, just sat down and said a few words. .

He Shishen finally realized that he had neglected Wen for too long.

He quickened his steps down the stairs, the lighting was poor, and he walked too fast, accidentally stepped on a step, and fell directly on the stairs with his knees bent.

"Damn it..." He Shishen stood up enduring the pain, patted his trousers, and went downstairs at a faster pace.

……

Wen Rang hugged his knees, still holding an empty wine bottle in his hand, and fell asleep leaning against the foot of the long table. It was a bit cold, and he shrank into a smaller ball.

When He Shishen returned home, he looked at the brightly lit house and wondered, could it be that Wen Rang hadn't slept yet?

He went to the bedroom, but there was no one, and there was no one in the guest room, and he went downstairs to the kitchen, but there was no one, and finally pushed open the door of the studio.

Only then did I see Wen Rang huddled in a corner, and the broken glass in the middle of the floor, and the smell of alcohol filled the room.

He Shishen's heart tightened tightly, and he walked up to Wen Rang stepping on the glass.

"Wen Rang." He Shishen patted Wen Rang on the back, "I'm back."

Wen Rang didn't respond, his head buried in his knees.

He Shishen took the wine bottle that the other party was holding tightly in his hand, glanced at it, and frowned.

"Wen Rang, let's go back to the room." Seeing that the other party was still awake, he directly hugged Wen Rang and walked out.

It wasn't until Wen Rang was placed on the weak couch and his shoes were taken off that Wen Rang finally regained consciousness.

Had he been crying? He Shishen squatted beside the bed, looking at the red and swollen eyes of the other party.

"Wen Rang, I'm back." He Shishen took the other's hand and placed it on his face, "I'm sorry."

--------what did he say.

————————Excuse me.

————————Sorry for what?

Wen Rang turned his head away, turned over and went to the other side.

"You're angry with me." He Shishen looked at the other person's back helplessly, "I know I was wrong."

—————————What is wrong?

———————Is he admitting to that?

"I know I've neglected you recently, and I won't be like this in the future." He Shishen touched the other person's shoulder, "Is it too late for me to apologize and admit my mistake?"

Why didn't he mention Jiang Lele? Wen Rang only wanted to know about it.

"I will definitely not be like this in the future." He Shishen lay down and hugged him from behind, "Don't ignore me."

Wen Rang sobbed twice, and the pillow was wet with tears.

"I know I was wrong, don't cry, I will correct it, I will definitely correct it, from now on, I will never neglect you again." He Shishen turned the other person over to face himself.

Wen Rang closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were sticky with tears, and he smelled of alcohol.

"I'm sorry." He Shishen repeated these three words, and he held Wen Rang tightly in his arms.

It hurts so much, Wen Rang is so sad, Wen Rang is more fragile than he thinks.

Wen Rang wanted to grab the other party and ask: What is your relationship with Jiang Lele, what have you done, what am I, why didn't you mention this matter.

But he couldn't speak, he had no voice.

The hug without gaps made Wen Rang contradictory and painful. He didn't want to believe what He Shishen had done, and he couldn't help but wonder if He Shishen had hugged others like this before.

"Don't cry, you are not allowed to cry." He Shishen gently kissed the other person's hair, "Blame me, blame me, it's my fault, I didn't think of you."

It's okay if you don't say it, the more you say it, the more Wen Rang can't help but take it seriously.

He wanted to raise his hand and write out his question, but He Shishen thought that Wen Rang was going to push him away, so he circled him even harder.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong, can you forgive me, don't go..." He Shishen's chest heaved a few times, his voice choked up.

"I'm sorry... don't be angry, I won't do this again."

"Don't go..."

Wen Rang felt that the top of his head was wet, and He Shishen's Adam's apple rolled very fast, and he felt distressed.

In the end, He Shishen whimpered, and repeatedly mumbled sorry.

Wen Rang moved, freed his hands, and wiped away two lines of tears for the other party.

The tears in his eyes blurred He Shishen's vision, and Wen Rang's face was right in front of him.

Wen Rang moved his mouth, relying on his past muscle memory and cognition, he silently said two words: Shi Shen.

"Wen Rang..." The last teardrop fell from He Shishen's eyes, and he held the other's head, his lips intertwined.