ABO white night dreaming

Huo Yan stayed in Milan for two days, because Yu Mingye's affairs had been a little listless, until the day of the awards ceremony, he managed to pull himself together and took out the formal clothes he brought to join the team.

When he packed his luggage, he only brought a simple shirt and trousers, but when he arrived at the place and opened the suitcase, he found that he had added a new set of dresses, which were neatly stored on the top of the suitcase in a dust bag, and even small accessories such as tie clips were missing. Prepared individually in a velvet bag, evidently prepared with care.

As for who would do such a thing, there is only one person without thinking.

He didn't bother Yu Mingye about this matter anymore. To the other party, it was probably just a matter of one sentence. It would only affect Yu Mingye if he cared about it thousands of kilometers away, so it was really unnecessary.

But when Huo Yan changed into this outfit, he felt that it was a bit too solemn. In the end, he only wore a shirt and trousers, and left the well-cut coat in the hotel, and didn't wear any accessories that seemed expensive at first glance.

There are ironed accordion pleats on the chest of the shirt, which is a bit like the one he wore when he accompanied Yu Mingye to the reception last time, but the cuffs are more delicate than that one. Curved, the sleeves that hang down to the back of the hand are designed like ruffles, but because the texture of the fabric does not have a light and fluffy visual effect, it adds a bit of formality.

Huo Yan put on the shirt, feeling that he might have been wearing it for three months with a part-time salary. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he went out and found that other students were also wearing formal clothes, he felt relieved, at least he could not look so obtrusive up.

"You finally showed up. We just said that you haven't seen anyone for two days. I don't know where you went to play." The omega classmate came to talk to him again, glanced at his clothes, and whispered, "Don't you wear a coat? It's kind of cold outside."

Huo Yan thought of the coat he had hung in the room, and shook his head firmly.

Probably because he shook his head too resolutely, the other party couldn't help laughing: "Is it so difficult to wear a coat? Don't you feel cold?"

It cannot be said that the coat is too formal to wear, so Huo Yan could only say, "I didn't bring a suitable coat."

"Ah?" The classmate blinked in surprise, "But your shirt looks very expensive, why doesn't it match with a suitable coat?"

"...forgot to bring it."

"Okay, then if you're cold, tell me and I'll lend you some clothes then."

They rode to the venue, survived a dull speech, and then a free-flowing reception.Huo Yan's mind was not on the wine and food at all, he sat in a daze for a while, then looked down at his bracelet.

The sleeves of the shirt tightly covered the cowhide bracelet. He lifted up the cuffs and looked at them. After rubbing his fingers on the sharp-edged gemstones after polishing for a while, he suddenly wanted to call Yu Mingye.

What is Yu Mingye doing?he thinks.

It should be early morning in China. Yu Mingye may have fallen asleep, or he may still be busy. He pays attention to the domestic news every day and has not seen anything happen to Yu's family. The things Yu Mingye said should only be in their home and have no impact on the overall situation. .

But this doesn't make him feel at ease, because Huo Yan doesn't care about the Yu family at all, he just wants to know how Yu Mingye is.

He hesitated holding his mobile phone for a long time, until the reception was over and the awards ceremony began, he was brought back to his senses by the classmates who squeezed to sit beside him.

"Actually, I'm here to play," the omega classmate said to him with a smile, "It's pretty good to be shortlisted, and my family bought me a car to celebrate, so they didn't expect me to really win the award hahaha... What about you? I think the teachers in the courtyard seem to be quite optimistic about you, if you really win the award, how do you plan to celebrate?"

Huo Yan shook his head, and said frankly, "I haven't thought about it."

Before he came here, he didn't have any idea about winning the award at all, and he was full of love troubles, so that he still didn't feel real when he actually sat at the ceremony.

"Then you are very free and easy." The other party sighed with half-truth, and then said, "But I still want to win the prize, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't have come."

Huo Yan smiled and didn't answer.

If winning an award was something you could think about, then everyone would probably think about it all day long, but the fact is that he has tried his best, and whether he thinks about it or not doesn't actually make much difference.

If you want to ask him if he wants to, Huo Yan certainly does. At least the winners will not have to worry about food after graduation, which can save him a lot of trouble.But Huo Yan still felt that it was unnecessary to say that there was any strong sense of gain or loss for this award.

He has limited abilities and no great ideals. In the final analysis, painting is just a hobby. If you want to talk about artistic dreams, he really doesn't have any.When Tang Wen passed away, he was in a bad mood. He almost didn't even want to go to college. In the end, he came to the Academy of Fine Arts just to find a place to go. In the end, he was just an ordinary person.

But even ordinary people who don't hold out hope will inevitably be overwhelmed when they suddenly hear that they have won an award.

This kind of occasion is not fun to play with the phone. Huo Yan had been lowering his head and was distracted. He was suddenly pushed by a classmate and was a little dazed. He didn't come back to his senses until the other party said "Excellence Award"-he seemed to have really won the award.

Although it was not the top three most outstanding, it was not easy to win the Excellence Award. Among the few people who came this time, only Huo Yan won the award.He was slowly pushed up by the teacher, and went to the stage to accept the award with more than ten other winners, still wondering whether it was true or not.

Everyone had a chance to give a brief acceptance speech. Huo Yan was the slowest to get up and the last to go on stage. He stood at the end and quietly waited for the winners in front to finish their speeches one by one.When it was his turn at last, Huo Yan stood in front of the microphone and said almost without thinking: "Thank you my teacher and my lover."

He didn't speak Italian, he could only express himself in English, and in fact he had nothing to say, so he said whatever came to mind.

Yanhong has helped him a lot both professionally and in life, and Yu Mingye is the source of inspiration for the award-winning painting, and he is indeed the one he needs to thank.And taking a step back, he has no one else to thank.

After saying this, he took a half step back, stood at the end of the line and bowed to the audience, then looked up quietly at the scrolling paintings displayed on the big screen.The one belonging to him is listed in the middle. The horizontal screen is filled with gentle night and moonlight, and the same gentle silhouette of a man is in front of the window.

Huo Yan deliberately blurred the facial features of the protagonist in the painting, expressing more artistic conception, probably only he and Yu Mingye himself can tell who is in the painting.However, even if the facial features cannot be seen clearly, the expression of the person in the painting gazing out of the window with lowered eyes is extremely gentle. Looking up at the gentleness in the painting, Huo Yan suddenly regretted submitting this painting to the competition.

He misses Yu Mingye very much.

At this moment, on this stage where he was accepting the award, he suddenly wanted to hear Yu Mingye's voice, and even wanted to see him in person.

Of course, this can only be thought about, until he stepped off the stage with others, Huo Yan couldn't do anything other than walk.He didn't return to his seat immediately. He stood in front of the safe passage for a while. Seeing that the organizer started to go down the process, and no one noticed that he was not there, he turned around and went out from the passageway to the balcony on the second floor of the auditorium.

The night wind was indeed a bit chilly. Huo Yan only wore a shirt and felt chilly. He shivered a little, but his dizzy brain was much clearer, and belatedly realized what he had just said in a feverish mood.

I don't have any regrets, but I'm a little bit ashamed of being late.Yu Mingye didn't know what kind of painting he was participating in. He just thought it was an ordinary landscape painting. Huo Yan never told him, but now that he won the prize, Yu Mingye would know about this painting sooner or later.

It should be three o'clock in the morning in China, and Yu Mingye is probably already asleep.Huo Yan took out his phone from his pants pocket to check the time, but found that there were three missed calls from Yu Mingye, and the time was 3 minutes ago.

It happened not long after he got off the stage.

Out of politeness, Huo Yan put his phone on silent after entering the arena, and put it in his pocket before going on stage. Naturally, he didn't hear the three missed calls—he didn't expect Yu Mingye to stay awake at three o'clock in the morning. Call him at this time.

His eyelashes trembled, and he almost forgot what he was thinking just now. He covered Yu Mingye's name with his fingers, and moved his fingers slowly after a while, calling the other party back.

"Speak?"

"……Um."

"It's over?" Yu Mingye's voice sounded a little tired, but I don't know if it was because the signal crossed the mountains and the ocean, but it still sounded gentle, "What's the result?"

Huo Yan asked without answering, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I just got off the expressway and went back to Shanshi." Yu Mingye said, "It's still early when I think of you, so I made a call."

Huo Yan glanced at the time on the screen, it was 45:[-] in the morning, when he got off the highway at this point, it would probably be dawn when he got home.

"Don't stay up late, go to bed early." He said.

"Understood, kid." Yu Mingye laughed, "I'm still on the way, how is your game going?"

"Well……"

Huo Yan didn't hide it from him, and told the result of winning the award, but he didn't say what he painted, he just said: "The prize money is probably enough to treat you to a meal, Mr. Yu, will you show me your face?"

"Not at all." Yu Mingye said, "I don't think I eat much."

Huo Yan couldn't help laughing.

He was leaning against the iron railing against the night wind, casually pointing at the raised pattern on the railing with one hand, and holding the phone with the other hand, his eyes were full of smiles, bright like stars in the night sky.

When he was on stage, he couldn't help missing Yu Mingye, and now knowing that Yu Mingye also misses him in Shanshi, thousands of kilometers away, his restless heart seemed to find a place to stay, and he calmed down strangely.

"Maybe your gift is really useful," he said.

"It's my words that make me great."

No, no matter how you look at it, half of the credit for this award should be credited to Mr. Yu.But Huo Yan didn't want to tell him that unless Yu Mingye went to see it by himself one day, he wanted to keep this painting as a secret and keep it well hidden.

This is also a gift from Yu Mingye to him, and he will cherish it.