ABO white night dreaming

Huo Yan once stayed in Yanhong's studio for nearly a year. At that time, it was the only place he could stay every day besides home and school. The studio was like his second home.He is so familiar with the furnishings here, he even remembers where there is a crack on the wall, and he even found tools to mend it.

But the studio in front of him was a bit different from what he remembered. Not only the outer wall had been repainted, but after entering the door, Huo Yan discovered that even the inside had changed.

The studio part has not changed much, but there are some small changes in details, a lot of green plants have been added, and the tables and chairs have been replaced with new materials that are easy to clean.The tool room where assistants piled up a lot of messy painting utensils had been cleaned up, and now it is a rest room with a thick carpet and a lazy sofa by the window, completely arranged according to Huo Yan's favorite style, and The corner of the studio at home is similar, it looks neat and comfortable.

Huo Yan looked around, and found that Yu Mingye had asked someone to open up two unused rooms. The roofs of these two rooms happened to be light-transmitting patios. After opening up, they were connected to the small flower garden outside, and then placed tables, chairs and tea sets. , has become a good place to drink tea.

"A little selfishness." Yu Mingye explained in a timely manner.

Huo Yan doesn't like drinking tea, at most he likes to bask in the sun and take a nap in the conservatory on the roof. This place is his compromise leisure area, and he can stay here when he comes to look for Huo Yan in the future. for a while.

Huo Yan could see it even without saying anything, and said with a smile: "You made this for yourself?"

Yu Mingye nodded: "I decided to come to work occasionally."

He hasn't said what the purpose of renovating the studio is. Huo Yan wanted to ask, but seeing Yu Mingye was waiting for him to ask, and he didn't want him to succeed, so he nodded accordingly, didn't ask anything, and went straight with his hands behind his back. Go forward, to the new well-kept flower garden.

He still remembered that the first time he saw Yu Mingye was near the flower garden. At that time, the other party came to pick up Yan Hong. After receiving it, the two walked directly from the main entrance of the studio. The pheromone was paralyzed, so he hid in the house and injected himself with an emergency inhibitor.

After that, he didn't come to the flower garden very often. Looking at it now, even the types of flowers planted here have changed, from what Yanhong likes to what he likes. It seems that even the flowers are telling the world that the owner of this place has changed. .

Huo Yan looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Actually, I don't need such a big studio."

He has just graduated, and he has neither a prize nor a great reputation, so he knows how much his paintings are worth.When Yan Hong opened her studio here, she was already well-known at home and abroad, so she attracted many students to be her assistants. Now that Yu Mingye handed over the studio to him, he really has no confidence in whether he can hold it up.

Knowing what he was thinking, Yu Mingye didn't explain why he did this, but asked instead: "Then do you like it?"

Huo Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He spent the saddest period after Tang Wen's death here. There are so many memories of him in the studio, how could he have no feelings.

"That's enough." Yu Mingye said, "I don't need to think too much about the wedding gift I gave you."

It's not that Yan Hong didn't talk to him about the status quo of the industry before she was alive. Among her former students, there are many who did well and some who didn't. Yu Mingye also knows Huo Yan's current situation well, knowing that it may be a long time here. Huo Yan was the only one in the house.But he still chose to give the studio to Huo Yan at this time, not for anything else, just because there is a memory that Huo Yan cherishes here.

It is too close to the Shanshi Academy of Fine Arts. The original owner planned to tear down the two-storey small building and rebuild it as a student apartment for rent. He bought it and survived.Whether it was his mother's former studio or the place where Huo Yan stayed for a year, he didn't want to see the studio being demolished just like that, so he bought it and had it repaired and refurbished. It took half a year. It took time to complete and finally transform the old studio into what it is today.

Huo Yan happened to be in Italy when the project was completed, so Yu Mingye temporarily suppressed the matter. Later, he was so busy that he forgot about it. It was not until he mentioned his parents that day that he remembered that there was still such a gift that had not been sent out at the bottom of the box. .

"Are you giving me a place to rest, or are you urging me to work hard in disguise?" Huo Yan couldn't help laughing, "I haven't decided what to do in the future, and I suddenly gave me the teacher's former studio. It's very big, Mr. Yu."

After Yan Hong's death, Yu Mingye asked his assistant to handle the disbandment of the studio, and gave each of these student assistants a severance pay, which was a considerable amount, but somewhat less humane.Huo Yan was in a bad mood at the time, and he didn't even go to collect the money. It took several months to receive the fee from the school after repeated calls, and he didn't care about it anymore.

He is most afraid of seeing things and thinking about people. After Tang Wen passed away, he didn't go home very much, and he never came to the studio after his death. He didn't expect that when he came back, it would have become a different place.

Seeing him smiling and staring at the lighted window in a daze, Yu Mingye stretched out his hand to hold him, and kissed the back of Huo Yan's hand.

"I'm under a lot of pressure," he said with a smile, "Do you know what people say about me?"

Huo Yan looked up at him in confusion, and he began to repeat the tabloid news with a blank face: "'Married to a student who has not yet graduated but gave nothing, and kept all the real estate under his name intact, young omega in the end Figure him what?'"

Even Huo Yan wouldn't read this kind of headline party news when he was bored. I don't know where he dug it out of, but it seemed to be deliberately funny when he read it seriously.

Huo Yan was indeed amused, and after laughing, he said helplessly: "Okay, then I will accept your real estate, when will you go through the transfer procedures?"

He broke free from Yu Mingye's holding his hand, and opened his arms towards him again, unwilling to leave as if playing tricks.Yu Mingye cooperated with half squatting, and waited for Huo Yan to lie on his back before he picked him up and walked back slowly.

Huo Yan was on his shoulder, and his warm breath hit the side of his neck. His two slender legs were dangling, but his arms were calm, holding him obediently without moving.He didn't have much flesh on his body, and Yu Mingye didn't have any trouble carrying him on his back. Ren Huoyan hugged him and acted like a baby, and only opened the door to let him in when he got to the front of the car.

Huo Yanren got into the passenger seat, his legs were still outside, he raised his knees to rub against him, and was about to say something, when Yu Mingye already leaned down and kissed him, promising: "I'll go tomorrow, Mrs. Yu."

"..." Huo Yan was a little dazed by his kiss, and then said helplessly, "Who wants it, just kidding you."

He didn't care who the owner of the studio was at all, but Yu Mingye didn't give him a chance to explain. He held the door frame with one hand and the seat between his legs with the other, and kissed him again.

The summer night was as sweltering as ever, with occasional cool breezes that were blocked by the open car doors.Students from the Academy of Fine Arts often pass by here, but the location of the car is relatively hidden. Occasionally, people who pass by here can only see the door of the car wide open, and nothing inside can be seen.

Even so, Huo Yan was still afraid of being seen by passers-by, so he grabbed Yu Mingye's neckline to make him pay attention to the influence, but he didn't get any response—Yu Mingye kissed him for a long time, and even emitted some pheromone intentionally or unintentionally. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to push the person, so he had to let Yu Mingye kiss him enough before backing away.

He sat on the passenger seat with his legs open, a section of his calf and slender ankles were exposed between the jeans and low-top shoes, his eyes were wet from being kissed, and even the corners of his eyes were red.After Yu Mingye backed away, he slowly retracted his legs and sat down, regardless of whether he was seen or not, he took a tissue from the tissue box and wiped his eyes.

There was still some white sandalwood fragrance belonging to Yu Mingye in the car, but because the door was wide open, it quickly dispersed, Yu Mingye closed the door for him, went around to the other side to get in the car, and asked Huo Yan: "Go back?"

"The lights haven't been turned off yet," Huo Yan said.

He was still a little out of breath, sitting in the car without moving, watching Yu Mingye get out of the car to turn off the lights without complaint, and seeing the light in the window of the studio dimmed, he slowly felt a bit mixed in his heart.

This studio was given to him, but he didn't know how to continue it.

He may not be able to reach Yanhong's level professionally in this life, but Yu Mingye gave Yanhong's studio to him, always wanting him to have a better future.

Yu Mingye had expectations for him, which made him, who had always been lazy, suddenly have a bit of ambition.

He should become better in order to be worthy of Yu Mingye's expectations of him.

Their wedding was held as scheduled half a month later, and the location was chosen at the resort that Huo Yan and Yu Mingye had visited before without going far.

It was quite different from the last time they went there. All kinds of facilities tended to be perfected, and they were already on a certain scale. Only the beach where they went for a walk together was still the same as before. It was well preserved and there were no traces of tourists. .

Although there were only about [-] guests, Yu Mingye still booked the entire resort. Only the staff and wedding guests were left here. The staff had to be checked when entering and leaving to ensure that there were no suspicious paparazzi sneaking in to take pictures.But no matter how tight the security work is, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. In the end, the news leaked out on the eve of the wedding, and a few unclear photos were taken by aerial photography from a distance and posted on the Internet.

Huo Yan didn't care too much, but Yu Mingye was not very happy. He went out to call his assistant, and told him when he came back: "It's all been dealt with."

"Actually, it doesn't matter." Huo Yan was changing his dress. He had already put on his shirt and trousers. He turned his head and smiled at him while wearing a bow tie. "Let them take pictures. They won't be able to take pictures anyway."

He wears a black shirt and white jacket, while Yu Mingye wears the opposite color scheme. The styles are almost the same, only the details are distinguished, but it suits them better than imagined.Huo Yan was wearing a black accordion pleated shirt, the hem was well tucked into the waistband of his trousers, the folds on his chest were ironed to a perfect fit, and he looked like a little prince after wearing a bow tie.Yu Mingye stretched out his hand to help him, then stole a kiss with his head down, and asked him, "Are you all ready?"

Huo Yan took out a box from his trouser pocket and handed it to him: "Okay."

The box contained his ring, Huo Yan took it from his hand, and he could use it directly when exchanging rings later.At Huo Yan's request, Yu Mingye finally only ordered a ring with the same style as his, instead of buying a new one, it was considered their wedding ring.

Yu Mingye took the ring from him and didn't rush to put it in his pocket. Instead, he took Huo Yan's hand and said, "Then let me ask again."

Huo Yan looked up at him.

"Mr. Huo Yan," Yu Mingye looked at him and said with a smile, "Would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?"