What to do if you are allergic to your boyfriend

There are exactly two couches in the office, exactly one for each person.

Chi Yan opened the curtains with a swipe, lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes, motionless, as if he was asleep.

Yu Jian walked up to him gently and called his name: "Chi Yan?"

It was quiet.

Well, sleep really fast.

Yu Jian left the sofa, took out the A4 sketch paper she took from the office, and took out the pen refill for unlocking the lock just now, and squatted in the corner where the moonlight could come in.

The moonlight streamed down quietly through the window behind him, bringing the only faint light on the paper.

Yu Jian held up the pen, a little lost in thought.

What are you drawing?

A picture flashed through his mind.

There is a picture on the Weibo called C, which is also a picture of the moon, but the picture is of the moon under the water.

The color of the moon is ice blue, with black petals floating on the water.

The first time he saw the painting, he was surprised by the bold and unrestrained color scheme.

He fell in love with it at the second sight.

Yu Jian regained consciousness and began to write.

He sketched the pattern stroke by stroke, trying to keep his voice down as much as possible, but there was still a faint "swipe, swipe, swipe" sound.

Chi Yan was in a hurry to ask for it. There was no pencil right now, so I had to use gel pens to draw.

Yu Jian was sitting on the ground, regardless of the coldness of the floor in winter, except for the pen in his right hand moving on the paper, the whole person seemed to be frozen and motionless, his eyes were full of concentration.

The moonlight poured down on him gently, enveloping his whole body tenderly, with only a little bit of dim light cast on the paper.

He rubbed his eyes and didn't blink for several minutes, and the light was so dark that his eyes were sore and weak.

He collected himself, tried to identify where the painting was, picked up the paper and was about to continue, when suddenly, a dazzling light came down.

Chi Yan sat on the high window sill with dangling legs, the wind blowing his school uniform, the black earring on the bone of his right ear was particularly dazzling under the moonlight.

The strong light came from the mobile phone he was holding up, and it happened to illuminate the unfinished painting.

Yu Jian stood up abruptly, and hid the painting behind her in a panic: "Aren't you asleep?"

Chi Yan didn't reply to him, looking at the painting thoughtfully: "For me?"

Yu Jian hastily denied: "No, it's just for fun."

This is the first draft, and according to his previous habits, he must have completed it in one go, but because it was given to others, coupled with his current level, and the delay and urging, he planned to revise it several times.

The drawing is too bad, I don't want Chi Yan to see it.

Chi Yan thoughtfully recalled what he saw just now, and always felt that the sketch above was very familiar.

Yu Jian took a step back while Chi Yan was in a daze, and quietly hid the painting behind her.

Chi Yan jumped off the high window sill quickly, because when he landed too high, dust was raised on the ground.

He turned off the flashlight, walked up to Yu Jian, and stretched out his hand to him: "Let me see."

Yu Jian shook her head and took a step back.

He thought about C's painting in his heart. He originally wrote that painting as a prototype, but he didn't even have one percent of that painting.

The more my hands trembled, the more I was afraid of thinking about the day when the accident happened.

But the more afraid to think about it, the more uncontrollable the memories in my mind will flood out.

He lowered his head and grasped it more and more tightly with his right hand. The A4 paper slowly wrinkled. Just when he was about to squeeze it into a ball, Chi Yan leaned forward with sharp eyes and quick hands. He stopped Yu Jian and snatched the paper away. come over.

Yu Jian jumped up anxiously: "Give it back to me."

Chi Yan stretched out his hand, unfolded the painting and said unhurriedly, "You come and grab it."

Chi Yan stretched out his hand very high, but Yu Jian couldn't reach it by bouncing around on the ground. He stopped panting and looked at Chi Yan.

A crescent moon sinking in the water was roughly drawn on the paper. The moon only had a rough outline, and the drawing was not finished yet. What can be seen with the naked eye is that the lines are uneven after the drawing.

Chi Yan frowned: "Beginners need to practice more lines when learning to draw."

Yu Jian didn't speak, but stood still and clenched her right hand tightly.

Chi Yan stuffed the painting into his pocket, "Give it to me."

Yu Jian lowered her head and looked at Chi Yan with a bit of disappointment: "I haven't drawn it well yet," he paused, "I can't draw it well either. "

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows, took the gel pen from Yu Jian's hand, and brushed the pen on the paper without hesitation.

The room was pitch black, and Chi Yan was not standing under the light, so he could barely make out the outline of the painting.

Yu Jian looked at Chi Yan worriedly, and just when he was about to ask Chi Yan if he wanted to paint, Chi Yan quickly closed the pen cap and handed him the painting.

The messy lines that were shaking just now, after a few strokes of filling, appear extremely flat on the paper, without being obtrusive, and a few floating petals are added on the water.

Chi Yan said: "It's fine now."

Yu Jian looked at the petals in a daze, the painting in front of him overlapped with the one on Weibo in his mind, he raised his head to look at Chi Yan in disbelief: "Have you seen that painting too?"

Chi Yan didn't understand, so he said, "What painting?"

When he was painting, he subconsciously added those petals, which gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Yu Jian shook her head, she said in her heart that she probably didn't know, it was just because she was thinking too much.

After finishing speaking, he smoothed out the creases on the paper little by little, folded it in half and put it in his pocket: "Why do you want to draw the moon?"

Yu Jian hesitated for a moment, but still expressed her thoughts: "I saw a painting of the moon before, and it was very beautiful."

Chi Yan lay down on the sofa again and closed his eyes: "Oh, I thought it was a painting by touch."

Yu Jian raised her head and looked at the cool crescent moon hanging in the sky: "That's right, the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Chi Yan opened his eyes to look at Yu Jian, who was staring out the window in a daze.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, the translation is——

I love you.

This is a confession to him in disguise.

Can the confession look like a confession? Those little girls looked into their own eyes and talked, but the man in front of him was dumbfounded, with his back turned to him.

Chi Yan rolled his eyes, put his hands on his head, and fell asleep in a daze of thought.

Yu Jian turned her head, really intending to say goodnight to Chi Yan, but found that she had fallen asleep breathing evenly.

Yu Jian closed the window, drew the curtains, picked up the only blanket on the sofa, walked over lightly, and put the blanket on Chi Yan.

Chi Yan seemed to feel something falling on him, frowned, tightened the blanket, stretched out his furry head to rub against the blanket.

Yu Jian chuckled softly.

Inexplicably, kinda cute.

In the early morning of the next day, Yu Jian rubbed her dim eyes, opened her eyes and woke up, and found that she was wrapped up in a ball, warm, and the blanket covering Chi Yan's body had reached her body at some point.

Yu Jian pulled off the blanket and looked around in a blink of an eye, but she didn't see Chi Yan. There was a glass of water poured on the table, which was still steaming, so she probably didn't go far.

Yu Jian took out the medicine from her pocket, poured a few pills into her hands, and was standing in front of the water dispenser when Chi Yan walked in with her wet head.

He shook the water droplets on his head, rubbed the top of his head violently, and looked at the medicine in Yu Jian's hand: "Are you catching a cold?"

Yu Jian curled up her hands subconsciously, and said, "It's easy to catch a cold when you wash your hair in the morning."

Chi Yan glanced at him indifferently: "It's better to take care of yourself first and go to the classroom."

Yu Jian glanced at the clock on the wall as if waking up from a dream, grabbed her clothes and said, "It's so late! Let's go!"

Chi Yan followed behind him lazily, glanced helplessly at the one-size school uniform on the sofa, stretched out his arm to scoop it up, and quickly followed Yu Jian.

When the two ran to the door of the classroom, the physics teacher was slapping the blackboard to give a lecture, and spit stars splashed onto the front desk.

When Yu Jian and Chi Yan appeared at the door, the eyes of the whole class shifted from the podium to them, and pairs of sleepy eyes immediately began to light up when they saw them.

Both of them were habitual latecomers, but it was unprecedented to be late at the same time.

The physics teacher put down the chalk and looked at the two uninvited guests at the door unhappily: "Why did you come here now? Why did you two go?"

"Traffic jam on the way from home."

"The office is locked."

The two spoke at the same time, and the words they said were completely different.

Seeing the probing eyes of his classmates, Chi Yan felt that he had miscalculated, and he should make a confession with Yu Jian, a stunned young man, before coming in.

A gleam of light flashed on the lens of the physics teacher, keenly caught a smell of lies, looked at Yu Jian and said, "Locked in the office?"

Yu Jian realized it the moment she said it, and quickly took the opportunity to change her words: "No, there is a traffic jam on the road."

The physics teacher snorted and looked at the two people probing: "Are you two stuck in traffic together?"

Chi Yan interrupted directly: "Teacher, it's really a traffic jam. You still want to let us go to class, and you still want to listen to the class well."

Everyone in the class burst out laughing, and the physics teacher was almost out of breath.

Chi Yan said to study hard?

what to study

Learning to sleep?

The physics teacher waved his hand and hurriedly told them to go back to their seats: "Go, go, you two just need to stop messing around for a day."

As soon as Chi Yan sat down, Yu Ke quickly turned his head: "Hey, brother Chi, what's going on, you two are locked in the office?"

Chi Yan took out the book: "That's right, I slept in the office all night, and I froze to death."

Yu Jian sniffed her nose as if she was very cooperative, and took out a tissue to wipe it off.

Yu Ke glanced at Yu Jian, then sized up the faces of the two of them, seeing no scars, he asked Chi Yan, "You two, nothing happened?"

Chi Yan was looking through medicines in the drawer. He remembered that he had a cold last time. A few girls in the next class stuffed cold medicines in his drawer.

Got it, a hard box.

Chi Yan threw the box on Yu Jian's desk: "Here, take your medicine."

Yu Jian shook her head, and said to Chi Yan: "I'm fine, you should take some precautions, by the way, when did you put the blanket on me?"

He woke up and found that the blanket was on him, and there was no one else except Chi Yan.

Yu Ke's eyes widened, and he looked at Chi Yan in disbelief: "No, you two, what happened?"

The author has something to say: Chi Yan: Nothing happened, but some people really hope that something will happen.

Yu Jian: ...? ?