XNUM X night

Please stand on the highest position and shine brightly.

Ye Siran suddenly felt that the drunk person was not Sang Yintian, but himself.

Although Sang Yintian is usually a person who is always half serious, but in the face of anything related to the painting profession, he seems to be a different person.He put all his thoughts into the album in his hand, looked up at the overhead light in the living room, and bit the end of the pencil with his mouth from time to time.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Sang Yintian still lowered his head.

"Well, I'm not sleepy yet. I want to lie down on the sofa for a while..."

"That's good. If you're sleepy, go upstairs and sleep, don't worry about me." Sang Yintian bit the pen in his hand and couldn't help laughing: "You know, I draw like I'm dead .”

"Well, good." Ye Siran agreed quickly.

Ye Siran first lay on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, but as the night got darker, he really couldn't bear it.So, Ye Siran casually tore off the coat in the corner of the sofa, because the light was too dark, he couldn't see whose clothes it was.Ye Siran still slowly closed his eyes, the moment his vision blurred, he saw Sang Yintian turned his head and smiled at him.

Did you laugh?It shouldn't be a dream... Ye Siran's gentle breathing gradually entered Sang Yintian's ears.

Probably because it was really late, Sang Yintian stood up and stretched, then turned to look at Ye Siran who was curled up on the sofa.

Obviously Ye Sizan could go to the upstairs room to rest, but he still stayed in the living room with Sang Yintian all night.

"Oops, I forgot the time again..." Sang Yintian glanced at the number "4" on the phone screen, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.He is always like this, completely forgetting time when he is busy.Fortunately, Sang Yintian's family has strong genetics, so he won't get acne or dark circles just because he stays up late.

But Ye Siran was different, not to mention staying up late, he went to bed two or three hours later than usual, and his eyes would be swollen the next morning.

like now.

Ye Siran stood in the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror. "..."

Maybe it was because of staying for a long time, Sang Yintian came from the living room, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the bathroom.The fog in the bathroom has not dissipated, covering Ye Sizan in the very center.

"What's the matter? Why are you standing in front of the mirror in a daze?" The bathroom space is not big, and Ye Sizan just took a shower, the water vapor here is so heavy that Sang Yintian's voice sounds a bit depressed.The person in front of him had already changed his clothes, only his hair was a little wet, dripping into the pool. "Why doesn't it come out after washing? The hair dryer has been plugged in for you."

"I... I feel that the more I look, the more I look like a panda..." Ye Siran's voice was soft, like glutinous rice cakes in a dessert shop, making people want to pinch them.Sang Yintian laughed twice, turned to look at the mirror on the wall, and saw clearly the slightly exaggerated dark circles under Ye Siran's eyes.

It is indeed quite similar.A little lazy, and a little cute.

"Uh..." Two seconds later, Sang Yintian burst out laughing. "Hahaha... Don't say it, it's really similar. Hahaha..."

"Stop laughing." Ye Siran didn't care about his face, and threw the towel on Sang Yintian's face. "Why, you obviously go to bed later than me, why don't you have dark circles under your eyes? It's not fair at all..."

"In this world, there are a lot of unfair things." Sang Yintian's slender fingers slid across the mirror on the wall, leaving a long fog mark, "Hey, handsome Ye, I drew for too long yesterday , sore back, sore neck, sore arms..." Sang Yintian deliberately put on a weak posture to show Ye Siran that he couldn't lift his arms, "Look, I can't even lift them up. Or...you feel wronged , help me take a bath? Anyway, everyone is a man, and you have what I have, and I am not afraid of being seen by you."

"Uh..." Ye Sizan's face turned red immediately, like a roasted crab.Knowing that Sang Yintian is a fox who can only seduce people's souls, but Ye Siran has no memory at all, no matter where he is, his heart will still stop suddenly.

Even a little hypoxic.

"How? Think about it?"

"Uh..." Ye Sizan, who was blocked by this ambiguous conversation and didn't know what to refute, sniffed, blinked and reached out to pull Sang Yintian's face.

Unexpectedly, before his hand touched Sang Yintian, he was easily dodged by the other party.This is Sang Yintian's subconscious coherent action, even he himself did not expect it.The smell of the shower gel became much weaker, and the ambiguous atmosphere aroused by Sang Yintian suddenly dropped back to freezing point.

"That..." Ye Sizan looked embarrassed, thinking that he was worrying too much.He reached for the wet towel and turned to open the cabinet next to him. "You still, wash it yourself. Me, I'll go out first..."

"Tsk, how ruthless." Sang Yintian pinched his ears, and automatically took a step to the left, making room for Ye Siran's gap.After Ye Siran left, he slammed the bathroom door shut, leaning his back against the water-stained wall, his chest heaving violently.

"Sang Yintian...you can't cross the line anymore." If this goes on, one of the two of you will get hurt.

Xiaohan's call came at just the right time, and Sang Yintian was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed after blowing his hair.After answering the phone, before he could open his mouth, Xiaohan's complaints pierced into his ears overwhelmingly.

"Sang Yintian, I sent you so many WeChat messages last night, why didn't you reply a single word!" Xiaohan was so angry that her voice was ridiculously loud.He obviously didn't turn on the speakerphone, but he was still heard by Ye Siran who was sitting on the side.

"Isn't it because I've been painting all night, how can I care about others..." Ye Siran said in a low voice.

I don't know if the "other" in his mouth includes himself.Sang Yintian couldn't help laughing, and then covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Huh? What's the sound... Someone is talking over there? Brother Yintian, your family... there are other people in your family?? No way—" Xiaohan's heart of gossip was instantly ignited, "Hurry up Quick, tell me, which starlet is it, have I seen it? Have you been to our studio before?"

"Uh..." Ye Siran took a deep breath, frowned, got up and kicked on her slippers and went to the kitchen to make coffee.

Sang Yintian, on the other hand, couldn't stop laughing. He was lying on the sofa, shaking his feet non-stop.

"Don't just laugh, bro, just say something! You...you really brought someone home yesterday?? No...that's not the point, the point is when did you have a boyfriend?! Why didn't you tell me... ...I'm still not your best friend!"

"It's Ye Siran. I couldn't drive after drinking too much yesterday, so I came to his house to make do with it all night." Sang Yintian frowned.Although taking a bath can indeed relax him, Sang Yintian still feels a little tired and his eyes are a little sore.

"Uh..." There was a deadlock in silence for a minute before Xiaohan continued: "Che, I thought who it was, I was so excited for a long time. Closer to home, have you considered what Hanzhi told you yesterday? ?”

Sang Yintian turned over suddenly, and subconsciously sighed, "Not yet, I was busy with the drawing yesterday, so I forgot about it. But..."

"But what?"

"Since when have you been so concerned about Xu Hanzhi's affairs, you didn't even ask me why I was at Ye Siran's house? You're not curious at all?"

"Uh..." Xiaohan on the other end of the phone gritted her teeth and couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Okay, then why are you here! Ye Siran's house!"

"Because I want him to help me take a bath. But this kid is too vigilant, so it's not easy to start."

"Sang Yintian! You'd better go die!" Xiaohan yelled and hung up the phone.Within 2 minutes, there were several more WeChat messages in Sang Yintian's notification bar.

[Xiaohan: I think you can go to the art interview, it will be good for your future development. 】

[Xiaohan: Hanzhi is too embarrassed to ask you again, so I can only ask. 】

[Xiaohan: If you don't reply again, I will publish your WeChat account on Weibo Chaohua! !Let your fans persuade you well. 】

"Uh..." The content of the last wechat message was indeed terrifying, and Sang Yintian's back felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

This scene happened to be watched by Ye Siran who came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot coffee.He was a little confused, turned his head and turned on the central air conditioner in the living room. "It's really cold after taking a shower, let's have a cup of coffee... I rarely drink coffee, and I don't know if the coffee I brew is good... You should try it first, if you are not satisfied—"

"Satisfied." Sang Yintian had expected it a long time ago, but he didn't give Ye Siran a chance to continue, "I smelled it when you came from the kitchen just now." After speaking, Sang Yintian took Ye Siran's hand Taking a sip from the porcelain cup in his hand.

This taste... is indeed what Ye Siran can cook.

Sang Yintian was expressionless, and looked up at the boy in front of him, "It's the first time to cook? It's not bad."

"Yeah." Ye Siran nodded, and put his porcelain cup on the table. He took a big sip, and his eyebrows almost knit together. "Ahem, cough, this... is this not bad?"

"Well, after all, it's the first time I cook it, so I have to save some face for you." Sang Yintian chuckled lightly and rolled up his messy hair, "Otherwise you won't cook it for me next time, and I'll be thankful."

All right, you old fox won.

Ye Siran took a few pieces of rock sugar from the refrigerator and threw them all into Sang Yintian's cup. "Sister Han called you just now? Is there something urgent?"

Sang Yintian actually doesn't like sugar in coffee, but likes the unique bitterness.He watched the sugar in the cup melt slowly, and finally couldn't help shaking it with the small silver spoon, "It's about that art interview."

"Oh……"

"Ye Siran, do you think I should go?"

"Ask me?" Ye Siran was a little incredulous.He thought that Sang Yintian would only do everything according to his inner thoughts, because he never cared what others thought of him. "I think sister Han is right... This is indeed a rare opportunity."

Sang Yintian himself knew that this was indeed a rare opportunity, and it could even be regarded as a tempting piece of pie, which fell from the sky and fell into his hands by accident.The probability of this is so low that Sang Yintian can't believe it.

But he hesitated, the original intention of his painting was not like this, he didn't want his painting to be mixed with other things.

"You are so good at painting, why hesitate? Sang Yintian, you are the most powerful one." At some point, Ye Sizan had already changed his coat, and he rubbed his hair carelessly, He loosened the strap of the neckline of the sweater casually. "If I were you, I would definitely go, because I want to shine in a higher position, so that more people can see me and recognize me."

Standing at the highest position, shining brightly.That's right, this was Sang Yintian's only dream when he was young.

"If Auntie and Uncle are still here, I believe they will definitely support you." Ye Siran suddenly turned his head and looked at Sang Yintian's face seriously, "By the way, when you were painting last night, I didn't mean to I found a world-famous painting on the Internet."

"Painting?" Sang Yintian tilted his head, "What painting?"

"Look." Ye Siran took out her phone and opened the screenshot of the photo album.

Sang Yintian was so curious that he got up from the sofa and moved two steps towards Ye Siran's position.

The picture on the phone is "Creation of Adam", which is part of "Genesis" created by Michelangelo.God's fingertips were about to touch Adam, and at this moment, it seemed to bring him all new life and hope.

"You..." Sang Yintian never thought that Ye Siran would show him this painting.He opened his eyes and stared at the tip of Ye Siran's nose seriously.

"Sang Yintian, I want you to forget the past and start over." Ye Sizan reached out and rubbed the broken hair on Sang Yintian's forehead, "Also, can you bring my faith with you?"

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