Although Ji Qingyue didn't know how many Gu Minghe could draw, he was sure that Gu Minghe could draw, and his level was definitely higher than his.

He put down the pencil in his hand, turned his head and thought about how to give up his current position to Gu Minghe.

"Can you draw me a picture? Draw me?"

Ji Qingyue looked at Gu Minghe seriously, and specified the content to be painted. If Gu Minghe refused, he could ask Gu Minghe to paint him again on the grounds that it was not interesting to paint a self-portrait.

But Gu Minghe did not reject him.

Apart from the previous refusal, Gu Minghe has not violated his intention so far.

Seeing Ji Qingyue nodded, Ji Qingyue immediately slid the wheelchair away from the position in front of the drawing board, and slid to the window by himself.

There was a plate of fruits on the table by the window, Ji Qingyue saw that they were real, but when he got closer, he found that the fruits seemed a little fresher than he imagined.

"When did you bring this?" He pointed to the plate of fruit and turned to ask Gu Minghe.

Gu Minghe held the paintbrush and looked up: "Not long ago we entered the studio."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then continued: "The fruits and plates have been washed, and the fruits are also fresh, untouched, and can be eaten."

"..."

Ji Qingyue: Since you said you can eat it.

He reached down and took down the top apple on the plate, the one he had just drawn.Then he turned his head and glanced at Gu Minghe, raised his hand and took a bite.

He finished eating the apples bit by bit, turned his head to look at Gu Minghe who was focusing on the drawing paper with downcast eyelashes, and reached out to take another banana from the plate.Gu Minghe didn't respond, as if he didn't notice his actions at all.

Ji Qingyue peeled off the banana peel, took a bite, and kept his eyes on Gu Minghe, but Gu Minghe never raised his head to look at him, which made him wonder if Gu Minghe didn't draw him at all.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even look at him, and Gu Minghe wouldn't make a sound as he moved around as a model, and didn't even ask him to make a single movement to stay here.

What the hell is Gu Minghe doing?

He looked at Gu Minghe for a while, and seeing that Gu Minghe still did not look up, he pushed the wheelchair and slid back curiously.

He slid to Gu Minghe's side and looked at the drawing paper in front of Gu Minghe.Gu Minghe changed to a new piece of paper. On the paper, the pictures were only drawn with colors, and there were no traces of pencil drawing.

The painting on the drawing paper is him, as well as the window and the scenery outside the window.Gu Minghe painted very realistically, even better than he imagined.

In the painting, he is sideways, sitting in a wheelchair, holding a red apple in his hand.The apple was placed next to his mouth, and it was clearly chipped.

Ji Qingyue also saw the tip of his tongue poking out a little bit on the drawing paper, touching the bitten-out flesh.

Good-looking is good-looking, not obtrusive, and even looks cute, but...

Ji Qingyue: "..."

What exactly is Gu Minghe painting?Did he stick his tongue out when he ate the apple?Even if he really stuck out his tongue and licked the flesh of the apple, there is no need for Gu Minghe to draw it, it feels a bit embarrassing...

Moreover, Gu Minghe didn't even look at him when he was painting, as if he was playing freely.

I don't know if Gu Minghe noticed his gaze, and immediately dipped the paintbrush in his hand with red paint, and quickly filled in the gap of the apple around his mouth in the painting.

Ji Qingyue watched the bitten apple gradually recover, and the tip of his tongue was naturally blocked. After Gu Minghe changed the shape of his lips, he couldn't see anything at all. His lips can be seen on a whole apple.

Ji Qingyue: ...Do you want me to praise you for your painting?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have painted like that." Gu Minghe put down his brush and looked at him seriously, with a sincere tone and a sincere attitude.

"..."

"...It's okay." Ji Qingyue wasn't very angry, he couldn't even tell if he was angry, he felt his emotions were strange, but he couldn't express them.

Gu Minghe put his gaze on his face, but reached out to the edge of the drawing paper: "I tear up the drawing, is that okay?"

Ji Qingyue was still carefully distinguishing the complex and indescribable emotions in his heart, thinking that this painting could not be taken out here, and it was a bit strange that his portrait remained in the copy, so he nodded: "Yes."

Gu Minghe exerted some strength with his hand on the edge of the drawing paper. He looked at Ji Qingyue's absent-minded expression, as if he couldn't see him at all, and his heart sank slowly.

He simply and neatly tore off the entire drawing paper, and then tore the drawing paper so finely that the contents of the painting could not be seen at all.He just thought Ji Qingyue was cute when his eyes caught that scene, so he drew it without thinking much.

But Ji Qingyue became angry.

Ji Qingyue got angry, and it was his fault.

Maybe he shouldn't even have the idea that Ji Qingyue is cute.

Will Ji Qingyue notice anything?

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Ji Qingyue still didn't understand his emotions clearly, so he put this matter behind him just like every time he usually did.

Avoidance and procrastination won't solve anything, but it will be very cool.

Ji Qingyue, who gave up thinking about his own feelings, was refreshed. After coming out of his inner world, he turned his head to look at the painting, and found that Gu Minghe tore it down very obediently.

Not only was it torn off, but it was torn to shreds.

Ji Qingyue: ...Well, it seems that there is no need for this.

He turned his head to look at Gu Minghe. He thought he could see Gu Minghe's smiling face, but he didn't expect that what he saw was Gu Minghe's slightly lowered head, lowered eyelids, lowered eyes, no smile, Ji Qingyue It even felt that Gu Minghe was so sad that he was about to cry.

He seemed to have never seen Gu Minghe cry.

In the end what happened?Did he miss some key plot?He thought that Gu Minghe asked if he could tear it up because Gu Minghe didn't have any nostalgia for this painting. He thought that Gu Minghe's character should not care about a painting, but he seemed to take it for granted.

Ji Qingyue suddenly felt restless, as if he had destroyed the fruits of Gu Minghe's labor... Gu Minghe's paintings were indeed fruits of labor.

How about he put the painting together?

Ji Qingyue took another glance at the painting that was broken into a pile of paper on the ground.

"..." It seems that I can't put it together anymore, Gu Minghe was able to tear it to pieces.

He stretched out his hand: "Gu Minghe..."

Gu Minghe raised his head to look at him, and he only stared at him for a second, the sad expression on his face disappeared, and he changed his expression in the blink of an eye as if changing his face.

The corners of his lips curled up in a smile, and he looked at him intently, with a gentle and natural expression, and there was no trace of reluctance on his smiling face.

It was as natural as if the sadness just now was imagined by Ji Qingyue.

The comfort that Ji Qingyue was going to say got stuck in his throat halfway, and he couldn't say it or swallow it.

He looked at Gu Minghe's nonchalant smiling face with complicated emotions.He knows that Gu Minghe's acting skills are very good, but now Gu Minghe has set a new record with him. Gu Minghe's acting skills are so natural that he begins to doubt his own eyes.

Did he read it wrong just now?Gu Minghe is so sad, will the real Gu Minghe act with him like this in his daily life?

Gu Minghe outside the dungeon has never shown any negative emotions such as sadness, disappointment or anger and impatience in front of him. He has never thought about it before. Does he miss such emotions every time?

Gu Minghe pretended to be pitiful and lied to him a few times, but was there one time when Gu Minghe was really sad?

Ji Qingyue looked at Gu Minghe in front of him, and stretched out his hand, gently touching the cheeks of Gu Ming and Lying Canxia.

Gu Minghe remained motionless, only staring at him intently, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, if you don't want to part with that painting, I'll let you draw it again in a few days?" Ji Qingyue gently stroked Gu Minghe's eyes with his fingertips, reaching the end of Gu Minghe's upturned eyes.

He felt that Gu Minghe could understand what he meant, and Gu Minghe did.

Gu Minghe chuckled lightly: "There is no reluctance."

It was never a painting that he was reluctant to part with, but it was good that Ji Qingyue didn't know.

Ji Qingyue was a little puzzled, since it's not that Gu Minghe is reluctant to part with that painting, then why is Gu Minghe so sad?Could it be that he was already dazzled at a young age?

impossible.

Moreover, Gu Minghe didn't agree immediately when he proposed that he could draw another painting. He would smile and tell him something similar when he encountered similar things before, "Since you mentioned it, it's not good if I don't agree." and so on.

There must be something wrong with not immediately agreeing this time.

But Gu Minghe had already put on a smiling face, and he insisted on saying comforting words to take off Gu Minghe's disguise, and let Gu Minghe look sad in front of him, which didn't seem too good.Gu Minghe acted in front of him because he didn't want him to see that side.

In fact, it's probably not that he can't understand. If it was him, he didn't want to show his sad side in front of others, and he would feel... shameful.

But he really wanted to comfort Gu Minghe.

He withdrew his finger on the end of Gu Minghe's eyes, and stretched out his arms towards Gu Minghe in front of him, wanting to hug Gu Minghe.But he has no feeling in his legs, and he has to lean forward a little to hug him.

"Gu Minghe, can you come over a little bit?"

Without any hesitation, Gu Minghe leaned forward in the next second, and was hugged into his arms by Ji Qingyue. He felt Gu Minghe's body stiffen in his arms, and then quickly relaxed.

Ji Qingyue hugged her tightly, and suddenly noticed Gu Minghe's posture.Gu Minghe used to sit on a stool and bend his waist to look at him at the same level. Now he asks Gu Minghe to come over. Gu Minghe can only leave the stool and bend his knees to come over. How long is the pose.

But Gu Minghe didn't say anything, just leaned over like this, maintaining a very stable posture, allowing him to hug Gu Minghe tightly as long as he stretched out his arms, and rested his chin on Gu Minghe's shoulders.

"Gu Minghe, will you be tired from being hugged by me like this?"

"Not tired." The deep male voice was gentle and peaceful.

Ji Qingyue hugged her tightly again: "I'll let go right away, I won't make you very tired."

Gu Minghe turned his head to look at him, and repeated: "Not tired."

So, you can hug a little longer.

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