An Xia's paintings

Even though the doubts in Qin Ruihe's heart continued unabated, the most important thing right now is to completely appease Lin Anxia's emotions, so Qin Ruihe just pretended to be relaxed and said: "If you really don't like it, then don't Painted! Even if An Xia doesn't paint, he can develop other hobbies, which doesn't matter."

"No!" Lin Anxia said excitedly, "If I stop painting, Dad will be upset! I must not lose face to Dad! I want to be the best painter and draw the best works!"

"But like this..." Lin Anxia's expression became dazed again when she said this, "This way I can't live a happy life."

Qin Ruihe completely understood that Lin Anxia's mind had entered a vicious circle he had drawn for himself, if he didn't escape, he would be trapped to death by himself!

Qin Ruihe's eyes darkened a lot, he raised his head and glanced at the still calm Xuesong, a relieved smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

With a push on Qin Ruihe's legs, Lin Anxia was picked up, walked outside the door, and turned on the light in the corridor with a snap.As night fell, the light in the studio had already dimmed. The sudden light made Lin Anxia close his eyes uncomfortably, but it also miraculously brought back his sanity.

Qin Ruihe walked slowly on the corridor covered with warm yellow lights, holding Lin Anxia in his arms, as if taking a leisurely walk, and Xuesong, who followed him all the way, also walked beside him step by step.

"Darkness can never win against light! A little light can break the barriers of the night. If you still feel scared next time, just turn on the light and everything will be fine."

Qin Ruihe's voice was very steady, with a touch of coaxing comfort, which made people feel very at ease and calm.

Lin Anxia raised her head and looked at the man who was holding him in her arms. The light gently caressed his handsome face. There was a strange light in his eyes, but they were still deep and bright.

Lin Anxia gradually recalled how he lost his composure just now, and suddenly became afraid. Maybe it was really time for him to leave Qin Ruihe, because no one would be willing to associate with a mentally unstable person for a long time. The friendship between Qin Ruihe is still coming to an end.

Qin Ruihe put Lin Anxia on the dining table, walked to the kitchen without saying a word, poured a bowl full of dog food for Xuesong, and started to make dinner for him and Lin Anxia.

Lin Anxia sat on the chair, staring blankly at Qin Ruihe's busy back. He was tall and straight, but his technique of cutting vegetables and following them was so neat. Qin Ruihe is a good person, a very, very good person.Lin Anxia knew from the beginning that Qin Ruihe was a very attractive person, no matter who he was, he was easily fascinated by him.

After a while, Qin Ruihe brought out two bowls of noodles. On each bowl of noodles lay a fried egg and a row of green vegetables, which whetted the appetite.

Qin Ruihe pushed one of the bowls to Lin Anxia: "Eat it. As soon as I came back, I went to the studio to draw, and because I couldn't draw, I got into a lot of temper, which consumed a lot of energy. Eating noodles is the fastest way to fill you up." The method for the stomach. When I have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will cook something delicious for you, and it will be ready today."

Lin Anxia looked at Qin Ruihe foolishly, with disbelief in his eyes, for his appearance of going crazy just now, Qin Ruihe casually called it a temper tantrum?He looked so unbearable that even he couldn't bear it, but Qin Ruihe had an expression of no big deal on his face.

"Rui, Brother Rui..."

Qin Ruihe saw Lin Anxia's uneasiness, and he patted his hands reassuringly: "Okay, the meal is important, and we can talk about anything after eating the noodles. Look, the cedar is almost finished! You Hurry up too."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lin Anxia's reaction, Qin Rui and himself picked up the bowl, scooped up the noodles and ate it boldly.

Lin Anxia stared at Qin Ruihe, took a long time to move the bowl in front of her, and started to eat slowly.Compared with Qin Ruihe's good appetite, Lin Anxia obviously didn't have much appetite, and he didn't look as happy as he usually eats.For the current Lin Anxia, ​​everything he eats is tasteless, because from the bottom of his heart he doesn't want to believe that Qin Ruihe would be willing to accept a him like that.

Finally, Lin Anxia and Qin Ruihe finished their dinner in a relatively calm atmosphere.

Qin Ruihe packed up the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Seeing that Lin Anxia was still sitting on the chair, he didn't intend to move, so he went straight over and grabbed Lin Anxia in his arms.

Lin Anxia was startled: "Rui, Brother Rui?"

Qin Rui and the person in Dian Dian's arms twitched into a smile: "What's the matter? Do you still want to sit there until tomorrow? If you like to sit, you have to choose a comfortable place. The sofa is so good!"

After speaking, he hugged Lin Anxia and walked to the sofa in the living room, and put Lin Anxia on the soft sofa. Qin Ruihe raised his hand and beckoned to Xuesong: "Xuesong, come here and watch TV together, don't be around all day long." Those five potted flowers have been transferred. Although gender, age, and family background are not issues in front of love, there is no future for different types of creatures to love each other."

Xue Song walked over obediently, jumped onto the sofa, and lay in Lin Anxia's arms.

Lin Anxia hugged Xuesong, and hesitated to speak to Qin Ruihe: "Brother Rui, I...about what happened just now..."

"Well, what?" Qin Ruihe's expression remained the same as usual, as if what Lin Anxia said was not serious.

Lin Anxia shook her lips, wanting to say something, but too many words were stuck in her throat, making Lin Anxia didn't know where to start, so she just stood there in a daze.

"Okay." Qin Ruihe seemed to have seen enough of Lin Anxia's embarrassment, "It's not a serious matter if you can't draw a picture. Many painters can't draw any good works when they don't have any inspiration. There's no need for such a point Get angry over small things."

Lin Anxia shook her head: "I, I'm not..."

Before Lin Anxia could finish speaking, Qin Ruihe said: "In two days, when I finish handling the matter at hand, you can ask the school for a leave of absence and let's go play for a few days. How can you be bored at home every day?" What about good ideas? How can you draw great works without good ideas? Are you right?"

Lin Anxia wanted to say something else, but Qin Ruihe began to push him into the room, "You should rest early today, you must be very tired after spending so much energy!"

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Lin Anxia was lying on her bed, looking at Qin Ruihe sitting next to her with big round eyes. Qin Ruihe looked at his silly appearance with a funny face, raised her hand to cover his eyes, and leaned over to He whispered in his ear: "Is it your habit to sleep with your eyes open?"

Lin Anxia blinked, and soft eyelashes brushed Qin Ruihe's palm lightly, making Qin Ruihe's heart soften. After a while of silence, Lin Anxia said softly: "Brother Rui doesn't think... I'm a Crazy?"

Qin Ruihe patted Lin Anxia lightly, and said in his low but clear voice: "I don't think at all, my Anxia is just a child who doesn't know how to hide his emotions. Well, don't think too much, hurry up sleep."

After finally coaxing Lin Anxia to sleep, Qin Rui and one person came to the living room. The living room with no lights turned on seemed extremely lonely in the dark night, and Xue Song was sitting quietly in front of him.

Qin Ruihe looked into Xuesong's crystal eyes, and the expression on his face seemed a little unpredictable, as if asking it or talking to himself: "An Xia has been like this since she was a child?"

Xue Song still stared at Qin Ruihe with An Ran's eyes. Qin Ruihe sighed deeply, let go of all his strength, and melted himself into the sofa.

After a strange silence, Qin Ruihe's voice came from the living room: "Hello, Yangshu? Do you have time tomorrow? I want to ask you something."

Here, Zhao Yangshu, who had just hung up the phone, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Yanghao, who came out of the shower, saw his younger brother sitting on the side pretending to be deep again, thinking of teasing him, he tiptoed up to him, curled up a finger, and flicked Zhao Yangshu's nose viciously.

After committing the crime, Zhao Yanghao was about to run away, but was caught by Zhao Yangshu, who reacted very quickly. In the spark of calcium carbide, the positions of the two had been reversed. Zhao Yanghao, who was standing upright just now, was firmly held by Zhao Yangshu. Hooped in his arms, he was pressed down on the sofa!

"Fuck! You're going to crush me to death!"

Zhao Yanghao, who failed in the provocation, was howling with embarrassment.

Zhao Yangshu lifted his lips and smiled, "Who made my brother be naughty! This is completely a conditioned reflex!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Yanghao begged for mercy: "What you say is right, get off me quickly! Your brother and I can't stand such a torment with my old arms and legs!"

This sentence...why is it so intriguing?

Zhao Yangshu licked his tongue unconsciously, and twisted the flesh on Zhao Yanghao's stomach as if teasing, "Brother talks nonsense, it's obviously very strong!"

Zhao Yanghao was stunned immediately, and it took him a long time to realize: "Zhao Yangshu! You are fucking trying to rebel against me! How dare you entertain your brother!"

Seeing that the teasing continued, his brother would really get angry. Zhao Yangshu, who always knew how to accept as soon as he was good, naturally let go of his brother in a sensible way.

Zhao Yanghao rubbed his arms and sat up, and he still kept asking, "What the hell were you doing here just now?"

"Ah Rui called just now." The smile on Zhao Yangshu's face gradually faded, "Something bad happened."

Zhao Yanghao frowned when he heard this, and asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yangshu didn't answer and asked Zhao Yanghao instead: "What kind of person do you think An Xia is?"

Zhao Yanghao frowned, and thought about it seriously: "Isn't he a talented kid with no heart?"

"What about your personality?"

"He's pretty good. He has a good temper and good manners. He's a good boy. With Qin Ruihe, what a waste!"

Zhao Yanghao answered very fluently, but then suddenly realized: "What's wrong with An Xia?"

Zhao Yangshu said with a serious face: "Just now Ruihe called and said that An Xia's mood seems to be very unstable, but the specific reason is not yet clear, all in all..."

Before Zhao Yangshu could finish speaking, Zhao Yanghao took over the conversation: "You mean, An Xia might be, really, a...patient with obstacles in his heart?"

Zhao Yangshu said: "What's going on, I'll have to wait for Ah Rui to come to find out, I don't want to jump to conclusions..."

For a moment, the joyful atmosphere of the two brothers disappeared, leaving only a heavy smell.

The author has something to say:

Thank you, Shuiwu and Mengmengjun, for the two little red flowers~ I would also like to thank the two little angels, Ma Moshu and Kezhui, whom I have just met~~~ The author Jun likes Huahua the most!Please, little angels, don’t carelessly kill the author’s fungus with flowers╭(╯3╰)╮