Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

"Xing Yi, you know that no matter how long I will wait for you. As long as you are willing to turn around, I will definitely stand behind you, you know?"

"...En." Ye Xingyi bit his lower lip and agreed.

"Don't be unhappy, I don't want my presence to make you feel extra pressure."

Si Nanyu smiled helplessly, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Si Nanyu turned his head, and Ye Xingyi Zhengzheng looked at his back. The elegant and upright figure showed a wonderful silhouette with interlaced colors and brilliance due to the illumination of the lights.Half of the black car next to it appeared, the off-white telephone pole, the faint yellow light, and the dark concrete road stretched far, far into the depths of the night in the field of vision.

At this moment, she subconsciously clutched her chest, where it suddenly became sore and swollen, both happy and guilty, but also a little sad and warm.

Man, what a complex creature.

With the sound of the motor, Si Nanyu waved to her from the open window, and the car quickly disappeared into the night.

Clutching her chest, she quickly turned upstairs to set up the easel on the balcony, and adjusted the colors as quickly as possible.

The moment she picked up the paintbrush and was about to touch the canvas, she closed her eyes tightly thinking about the picture just now, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear and she was completely in the state.

With a touch of the brush, a touch of red is blooming on the beige canvas.

In the next few days, Ye Xingyi had no choice but to hand over the care of the child to Si Nanyu, while he ran between home and school.

Since the release of the news that they can freely participate in the competition, all the students in the art class have been moved by the news. Almost [-]% of the students who come to the school to attend classes have dropped, and the rest have gone outside to sketch and look for inspiration.

Regarding this point, Ye Xingyi adopts a laissez-faire attitude. As an artist, inspiration must come from the boundless life and the ordinary point. People locked in a golden birdcage cannot discover beauty. of things.

Because of the leader's inspection, the whole school was very busy.

Ye Xingyi felt that she was obsessed with painting, but it was better, and Wu Dan still took on part of the coordination and management work, and occasionally went to check with the teachers on the progress, so occasionally came to her room to see how she was painting. Sample.

Ye Xingyi accepted her arrangement and was only able to pick [-] works from the inventory in his fully packed painting room.

Hand it over to U Thant to prepare an exhibition that will be used as the finale of the exhibition on the day of the inspection.

When Wu Dan received those words, he couldn't put his eyes down on each one of them, and he couldn't take his eyes off him. He never stopped expressing praise, and Ye Xingyi felt very embarrassed when he said it.

With the paintings full of you in your arms, Wu Dan confirmed with Ye Xingyi before you left: "How is the treasure of your town hall going?"

Ye Xingyi was a little amused by her adjective, so he could only nod his head and say, "The painting is half finished, and it is still in progress. It should be able to catch up with that day, don't worry."

Wu Dan was relieved: "That's good, that's good, as long as you can catch up with that day, it doesn't matter how long you spend, you must paint well, the reputation of our art academy depends on your painting to build a reputation."

Ye Xingyi nodded helplessly: "Understood, I will try my best."

"Then you must do your best, then I will take these away."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Seeing Wu Dan's precarious appearance, Ye Xingyi was really worried.After sending Wu Dan away, Ye Xing moved back to the classroom to uncover the canvas, facing the soft white light outside the classroom window, a large number of half-finished works.

Picking up the paintbrush, Ye Xingyi's eyes were focused and his expression was calm, his whole body became soft and calm.

Once entering the world of painting, Ye Xingyi will lose all his senses of the outside world, leaving only those lines and colors in the world, and everything that is grotesque.

And the direct result of falling into another world is that she forgot the passage of time. She didn't know that when she was painting, the sky was getting dark, and the students had come and gone one after another, and finally there was no one. .

Si Nanyu waited and waited at home, Ye Xingyi called her before I came back, but the phone was turned to silent by Ye Xing and stuffed in her bag, so she didn't notice.

Si Nanyu was helpless. After thinking about it, he knew that Ye Xingyi must be fascinated by drawing again, so he didn't notice the time for eating.

Xiao Bo Ting was holding his own bowl, holding chopsticks in his hands, and his eyes were rolling around.

"Uncle Sinan, this is a great opportunity to express yourself."

The man looked at the child and smiled.

On the campus under the darkness of night, many children were going back and forth in pairs and falling in love. Si Nanyu was walking among them with a thermos, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling of deja vu.

He went along the road to the Academy of Art, and found that the entire academy was brightly lit, but there were probably only one or two people in each classroom, and some were even empty.

Following the route, he walked to the southernmost classroom on the sixth floor, and saw the slim and familiar figure through the glass.

Sure enough, it was here, showing a reassuring and helpless smile uncontrollably.Si Nanyu pushed open the door and went in, and woke up Ye Xingyi with two coughs.

"Brother Sinan, why are you here?"

He picked up the thermos bucket in his hand and shook it: "Are you still asking me? It's getting dark, so you're hungry again."

Ye Xing turned his head to look at the sky, no wonder the surroundings were so quiet.She felt a little blushing, and missed the time to go back again.

"I'll just go back and eat. Why are you still sending it to school?" She said and stepped off the stage.

"I'm afraid you're hungry, so I brought it here for you. Eat first, and I'll take you back when you're done."

Ye Xingyi ate the warm food, feeling quite satisfied, and asked while eating, "Is Bo Ting still behaved at home?"

Si Nanyu nodded, and carefully put it on the easel covered with felt: "Well, he's good, but he's too good, I can't beat him."

"You rewarded him for eating recklessly again? I told you, he will eat his teeth and it will hurt again."

Si Nanyu walked over, with a gentle smile in his mouth: "You have already ordered, how dare I give him food for personal gain."

Ye Xingyi paused while eating, only to realize that the conversation between the two was like an old couple who have been married for many years, and also like a man and woman in the middle of a passionate relationship, and his face suddenly became hot.

Just as he was embarrassed, a curious question sounded in his ear: "Can you let me take a quick look at what is painted by you, the treasure of the town hall?"

Ye Xingyi shuddered, and immediately came back to his senses: "Don't move!"

Si Nanyu stopped his hands in the air, and he really didn't move.Ye Xingyi lowered his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "This painting is not finished yet, I don't want to show it to anyone."

Si Nanyu's eyes flashed with injury, and then he quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's so mysterious. Well, then, I'll take a closer look after you finish painting, it must be an amazing work. "

"No." Ye Xing moved his voice like a gnat, shook his head and said embarrassedly: "I just draw casually, don't have too much hope."

"No, I believe you."

Si Nanyu looked at her with a smile, believing in him from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing him coming down, Ye Xingyi gave up looking at the painting and was secretly relieved.

"I, I'm done eating, I'll pack up, let's go back, it's late, I'm a little worried about leaving the child at home alone."

Si Nanyu helped clean up. The two of them had just walked out of the classroom when darkness suddenly enveloped their eyes, and both of them were startled at the same time.

"What's the matter? Why is it suddenly dark?"

Si Nanyu grabbed Ye Xingzhi's dangling hand, put it in his arms, comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's probably a power outage, don't be afraid, I'm right here."

Ye Xingyi was shocked, and stood up a little, trying to get out of Si Nanyu's embrace.

"Oh, it turned out that there was a power outage. I'm fine. Then if there is a power outage, the elevator won't work. Let's take the stairs."

Si Nanyu let go of Ye Xingyi's shoulder, then held her arm, took what was in her hand, put it in his arms, and pulled her towards the stairwell.

"I forgot my mobile phone at home. Take your mobile phone and turn on the flashlight. Let's go from here. You must remember your feet later and don't get stuck."

Ye Xingyi let out an "oh", took out his phone and pressed the display screen, who knew it would turn off after a flicker.

"What's wrong?" Si Nanyu paused, and Ye Xingyi held the unresponsive phone in frustration.

"The phone is dead."

Si Nanyu smiled, and his tone sounded relaxed: "It's okay, I can see clearly now, let's go on like this."

But in everything in the world, you are unlucky at the beginning, and you will only have a leaky house and it will rain all night, which is even more unlucky.

Si Nanyu grabbed the big lock that locked the door, very helpless: "Why was it locked in the stairwell?"

"Locked."

Ye Xingyi panicked at this moment: "How could it be locked? Is it time to close the school?"

Si Nanyu smiled helplessly: "Maybe, we were just talking, but we didn't check the time."

Now one of the two of them didn't bring a mobile phone, and the other had a dead phone, and they couldn't confirm the correct time. Now the elevator can't be used, and the stairwell is locked again. It seems that they are trapped on this floor.

Ye Xingyi's first reaction was to worry about the child's comfort: "What should we do? We are trapped here, and we don't know when the power will come. I'm worried that Bo Ting is alone at home. It would be great if the phone had power. Call Sister Wu and ask her to accompany the child."

Si Nanyu patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay, maybe the call will come later, let's go back to the classroom and wait, and we will go back when it comes, Bo Ting, a ghost, is usually very sensible , there should be no danger."

In fact, I was secretly annoyed, why did I come out in such a hurry, I even forgot my mobile phone, and now I can't even ask for help outside, so I can only wait passively.

However, holding the soft and slippery hand in his hand, Si Nanyu felt that things were not that bad.

"Brother Sinan?"

Ye Xing moved to see Si Nanyu, stood still, and called him again: "Brother Si Nan, what's wrong with you?"

There was unconcealable panic in his voice, because he couldn't see Si Nanyu's expression, and he didn't know why he suddenly stood still and didn't respond to her call at all.