january love
Chapter 4
four
Duanmulian thought he would be more nervous, but he unexpectedly calmed down a lot.Maybe it's the environment of Ye Qing's family, maybe it's the half glass of wine, maybe it's his light smile just now.He even felt for a moment that this was Ye Qing's intentional appeasement.
Duan Mulian didn't know what to say, his original intention was to apologize, and this man didn't make it difficult for him anymore, the wine he drank just now seemed a bit strong, and it burned his cheeks.
When Duanmulian gave up thinking about going home, Ye Qing pressed his shoulder and said that he had something for him.
Duanmulian was taken aback, how could he ask for a gift from the other party in his own position, and it was also difficult for Ye Qing to prepare a gift for him, after all, this man didn't know that he would come.
He even wondered if Ye Qing was going to tease him again, and was thinking how to refuse, when he saw the box of solid watercolor paints that Ye Qing handed him, he couldn't say anything out of his throat.
Duanmulian stood there in a daze, he suspected that he was crazy, looking at the box of paint in front of him, he felt an urge to cry for some reason, he once had a heart that he buried with his own hands, but Ye Qing forcibly dug it out and held it in front of him , I don’t know what kind of mentality to use to deal with it.
He was in a daze, unable to raise his hand to pick it up for a long time, the thing he had made up his mind to forget was too heavy, he really wanted to pick it up again, but...
"Why, don't you like it?" Ye Qing's voice brought him back to reality, "A friend recommended it, it shouldn't be too bad. I didn't have time to pack it, since it's here today, I just give it to you."
Duanmu joined this small box, like a drug addict seeing the white powder and injection again, unable to hold himself, and enjoying it.For a moment, he felt that it didn't matter. He curled up his mouth and looked happy, like a child who has been rewarded, "Mr. Ye, thank you very much, I... like it very much."
Duanmu Lian is happy from the bottom of his heart, not just because of just a box of watercolors, but because he has not seen it for a long time. The feeling of being valued makes his heart warm like never before. He is not good at expressing but he can't hide the light in his eyes. He doesn't know How long has it been since he laughed from the bottom of his heart, and the person who gave him this subtle emotion was actually Ye Qing, who has always been afraid of him, this feeling is very strange.
He touched his nose with some guilt and asked, "Mr. Ye, how did you know that I am interested in painting?"
Ye Qing took his right hand, stroked the skin around the little finger and said, "Last time you were driving, I saw some thin calluses here, I guess it's caused by years of rubbing rough drawing paper."
"Mr. Ye is really perceptive..." Duanmulian slowly withdrew his hand and felt his cheeks become hot, and it was this feeling of being seen through that made his heart beat endlessly.
"Haven't you been drawing recently?"
"Well... my father said to put all his energy on the company, so he didn't continue to draw after that."
He paused and added: "Besides, I don't like it very much..."
"Your lying skills are really poor." Ye Qing interrupted him, he didn't know where this man got his confidence, he was so sure that what he said was right.
Duanmulian glanced at Ye Qing's expressionless face as usual with embarrassment. "Feel sorry……"
He suddenly realized that the most he said to this person seemed to be apologizing. "Mr. Ye is really powerful, like he can read minds."
"..." Ye Qing was hesitant to let him guess.
Before Duan Mulian left, Ye Qing wanted to invite him to have dinner together, but changed his words when he was on the verge of speaking.
"It's time to eat together."
"Okay, thank you very much Mr. Ye today." Duanmulian held the paint and was completely bribed. His previous grievances were swept away, shy like a child in first love, and shyly bowed to Ye Qing bow.
Ye Qing thinks that this is the most suitable look for him, pure and unaffected, all emotions are overflowing, and he will even be infected by him, "Don't call me that when we meet next time."
"Hey...then what should I call Mr. Ye?"
"You can call me by my name."
"This is too impolite, it's not appropriate...that...I'll take my leave first." Duanmulian didn't wait for Ye Qing to speak, he backed out the door with his reddened ears, shrugged his shoulders and ran all the way into the car.
----
Duan Mulian returned home and put away the box of watercolors, while eating, he reported to his father in a truncated manner that he went to apologize to Ye Qing today, and explained that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, of course he didn't say that the place was at the other party's house.
After taking a shower and returning to the room, Duanmulian opened the box that was exquisite enough to be observed with a magnifying glass. There was no brand logo on it, but the texture was very delicate and it looked like a high-quality product.Duanmulian was very happy at the moment, and his heart itched when he smelled the paint.
Can't wait to pick up the bristle brush included in the box, dip it in water to try out the color, and decided to draw a picture himself to thank Ye Qing.
After all, for Duanmulian, this small box carries too many things, like the sudden return of a deceased relative, the excitement that pokes into the heart, the excitement of finding it again, those feelings that are about to be forgotten by him are like a tide, and they wash away. Months of pent-up emotions messed up by corporate affairs.
Because he was afraid of being discovered by his father, and because he hadn't started painting for a while, it took Duanmulian a week to complete the first painting.He is quite satisfied with the effect of the picture, maybe it's because the paint is easier to use than any previous one, or maybe it's because he wanted to thank Ye Qing so he put in extra effort.
Duanmulian held up the drawing board, looked left and then looked again, the bright flower on it somehow became more and more wanting to give it to that man.
The main body of the picture is a cluster of blooming sunflowers, the colors are bright but not abrupt, and Gesang flowers of various colors are dotted on the side. The background in the distance is a lush flower sea and a clean and bright sky. The sunflowers are close The edge of the background is blurred with wet painting to meet the sky, like a flower transformed from the sun.
If it is based on Qianqian Mulian, he must think that Ye Qing is a rigid and arrogant business leader, and he has nothing to do with a lively and cheerful plant like sunflower. Since the last contact, his attitude towards this person has completely changed. At least he thinks Ye Qing Qing is not as indifferent as he appears on the surface, nor is he as arrogant as others say. After all, Ye Qing he knows is not like this. Although he doesn't know this man very well, he can feel it from his every move. Intellectual elegance, and a little indescribable tenderness.
He actually thinks Ye Qing's inconsistency is quite interesting, the unsmiling big boss will use his own way to care for others.
Duanmulian has been introverted since he was a child, and he would not reject people or get too close to them. In his 21 years of life, no one has been so meticulous to him. Even the other party's unintentional actions will inevitably touch him. The softness in his heart that no one cares about... Duanmulian admitted that he was completely bought, and even felt that Ye Qing's heart should be like this sunflower, which would glow and warm people's hearts.
Duanmulian smirked and thought that he should write something, wishing Mr. Ye would be like a flower blooming every day and be in a good mood?After thinking about it, I can't help but smacking my tongue is even more vulgar than sending text messages in groups.
I really can't think of any words that are not hypocritical but can express my gratitude. Duanmulian simply drew a small smiling face in the lower right corner, and by the way, dried the drawing paper and carefully peeled it off from the drawing board, planning to frame it the next day Good to give to Ye Qing.
Then he thought it would be impolite to go to someone without even saying hello, then remembered that the card given by the secretary last time seemed to have Ye Qing's phone number, Duanmulian took out the crumpled card and entered the number, planning to send Ye Qing a message Short message.
Lying on the bed staring at the phone, thinking for a long time not knowing how to speak, feeling that he has to be very careful every time he talks to Ye Qing, Duanmulian only blames himself for not having the brains like his father to speak properly and without leaking.
[Hi Mr. Ye, I am Duanmulian from Duanmu Group.In return for your gift, may I visit your company tomorrow. ] Duanmu Lian almost pressed the send button, thought about it and then deleted it, and edited a few more, feeling that it was too dishonest.
[Excuse me, Mr. Ye, I am Duanmulian from Duanmu Group.Can I take up some of your time tomorrow at your company? ] Since you can’t show sincerity, then you should not explain your purpose at all, it’s better to give him a surprise, Duanmulian looked at the notification that the message was sent successfully, he was a little afraid that Ye Qing would be too busy to see his text message, and he was also afraid that he would see it I ignored it on purpose, covered the quilt with the quilt and turned off the light to sleep nervously.
In the middle of the night, Duanmulian was woken up by the ringing of text messages, at two o'clock in the morning.
Duanmulian turned on the phone in a daze and immediately became refreshed. The remark name was sent from Mr. Ye's number, and there were only three words: come to my house.
Duanmulian lay on the bed thinking why this man always skipped work, and he was not ready to be alone with him again...
"Okay, Mr. Ye, I understand." Duanmu thought about it and added a few more words, "Please rest early." Pressed the send button.
Duanmulian thought he would be more nervous, but he unexpectedly calmed down a lot.Maybe it's the environment of Ye Qing's family, maybe it's the half glass of wine, maybe it's his light smile just now.He even felt for a moment that this was Ye Qing's intentional appeasement.
Duan Mulian didn't know what to say, his original intention was to apologize, and this man didn't make it difficult for him anymore, the wine he drank just now seemed a bit strong, and it burned his cheeks.
When Duanmulian gave up thinking about going home, Ye Qing pressed his shoulder and said that he had something for him.
Duanmulian was taken aback, how could he ask for a gift from the other party in his own position, and it was also difficult for Ye Qing to prepare a gift for him, after all, this man didn't know that he would come.
He even wondered if Ye Qing was going to tease him again, and was thinking how to refuse, when he saw the box of solid watercolor paints that Ye Qing handed him, he couldn't say anything out of his throat.
Duanmulian stood there in a daze, he suspected that he was crazy, looking at the box of paint in front of him, he felt an urge to cry for some reason, he once had a heart that he buried with his own hands, but Ye Qing forcibly dug it out and held it in front of him , I don’t know what kind of mentality to use to deal with it.
He was in a daze, unable to raise his hand to pick it up for a long time, the thing he had made up his mind to forget was too heavy, he really wanted to pick it up again, but...
"Why, don't you like it?" Ye Qing's voice brought him back to reality, "A friend recommended it, it shouldn't be too bad. I didn't have time to pack it, since it's here today, I just give it to you."
Duanmu joined this small box, like a drug addict seeing the white powder and injection again, unable to hold himself, and enjoying it.For a moment, he felt that it didn't matter. He curled up his mouth and looked happy, like a child who has been rewarded, "Mr. Ye, thank you very much, I... like it very much."
Duanmu Lian is happy from the bottom of his heart, not just because of just a box of watercolors, but because he has not seen it for a long time. The feeling of being valued makes his heart warm like never before. He is not good at expressing but he can't hide the light in his eyes. He doesn't know How long has it been since he laughed from the bottom of his heart, and the person who gave him this subtle emotion was actually Ye Qing, who has always been afraid of him, this feeling is very strange.
He touched his nose with some guilt and asked, "Mr. Ye, how did you know that I am interested in painting?"
Ye Qing took his right hand, stroked the skin around the little finger and said, "Last time you were driving, I saw some thin calluses here, I guess it's caused by years of rubbing rough drawing paper."
"Mr. Ye is really perceptive..." Duanmulian slowly withdrew his hand and felt his cheeks become hot, and it was this feeling of being seen through that made his heart beat endlessly.
"Haven't you been drawing recently?"
"Well... my father said to put all his energy on the company, so he didn't continue to draw after that."
He paused and added: "Besides, I don't like it very much..."
"Your lying skills are really poor." Ye Qing interrupted him, he didn't know where this man got his confidence, he was so sure that what he said was right.
Duanmulian glanced at Ye Qing's expressionless face as usual with embarrassment. "Feel sorry……"
He suddenly realized that the most he said to this person seemed to be apologizing. "Mr. Ye is really powerful, like he can read minds."
"..." Ye Qing was hesitant to let him guess.
Before Duan Mulian left, Ye Qing wanted to invite him to have dinner together, but changed his words when he was on the verge of speaking.
"It's time to eat together."
"Okay, thank you very much Mr. Ye today." Duanmulian held the paint and was completely bribed. His previous grievances were swept away, shy like a child in first love, and shyly bowed to Ye Qing bow.
Ye Qing thinks that this is the most suitable look for him, pure and unaffected, all emotions are overflowing, and he will even be infected by him, "Don't call me that when we meet next time."
"Hey...then what should I call Mr. Ye?"
"You can call me by my name."
"This is too impolite, it's not appropriate...that...I'll take my leave first." Duanmulian didn't wait for Ye Qing to speak, he backed out the door with his reddened ears, shrugged his shoulders and ran all the way into the car.
----
Duan Mulian returned home and put away the box of watercolors, while eating, he reported to his father in a truncated manner that he went to apologize to Ye Qing today, and explained that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, of course he didn't say that the place was at the other party's house.
After taking a shower and returning to the room, Duanmulian opened the box that was exquisite enough to be observed with a magnifying glass. There was no brand logo on it, but the texture was very delicate and it looked like a high-quality product.Duanmulian was very happy at the moment, and his heart itched when he smelled the paint.
Can't wait to pick up the bristle brush included in the box, dip it in water to try out the color, and decided to draw a picture himself to thank Ye Qing.
After all, for Duanmulian, this small box carries too many things, like the sudden return of a deceased relative, the excitement that pokes into the heart, the excitement of finding it again, those feelings that are about to be forgotten by him are like a tide, and they wash away. Months of pent-up emotions messed up by corporate affairs.
Because he was afraid of being discovered by his father, and because he hadn't started painting for a while, it took Duanmulian a week to complete the first painting.He is quite satisfied with the effect of the picture, maybe it's because the paint is easier to use than any previous one, or maybe it's because he wanted to thank Ye Qing so he put in extra effort.
Duanmulian held up the drawing board, looked left and then looked again, the bright flower on it somehow became more and more wanting to give it to that man.
The main body of the picture is a cluster of blooming sunflowers, the colors are bright but not abrupt, and Gesang flowers of various colors are dotted on the side. The background in the distance is a lush flower sea and a clean and bright sky. The sunflowers are close The edge of the background is blurred with wet painting to meet the sky, like a flower transformed from the sun.
If it is based on Qianqian Mulian, he must think that Ye Qing is a rigid and arrogant business leader, and he has nothing to do with a lively and cheerful plant like sunflower. Since the last contact, his attitude towards this person has completely changed. At least he thinks Ye Qing Qing is not as indifferent as he appears on the surface, nor is he as arrogant as others say. After all, Ye Qing he knows is not like this. Although he doesn't know this man very well, he can feel it from his every move. Intellectual elegance, and a little indescribable tenderness.
He actually thinks Ye Qing's inconsistency is quite interesting, the unsmiling big boss will use his own way to care for others.
Duanmulian has been introverted since he was a child, and he would not reject people or get too close to them. In his 21 years of life, no one has been so meticulous to him. Even the other party's unintentional actions will inevitably touch him. The softness in his heart that no one cares about... Duanmulian admitted that he was completely bought, and even felt that Ye Qing's heart should be like this sunflower, which would glow and warm people's hearts.
Duanmulian smirked and thought that he should write something, wishing Mr. Ye would be like a flower blooming every day and be in a good mood?After thinking about it, I can't help but smacking my tongue is even more vulgar than sending text messages in groups.
I really can't think of any words that are not hypocritical but can express my gratitude. Duanmulian simply drew a small smiling face in the lower right corner, and by the way, dried the drawing paper and carefully peeled it off from the drawing board, planning to frame it the next day Good to give to Ye Qing.
Then he thought it would be impolite to go to someone without even saying hello, then remembered that the card given by the secretary last time seemed to have Ye Qing's phone number, Duanmulian took out the crumpled card and entered the number, planning to send Ye Qing a message Short message.
Lying on the bed staring at the phone, thinking for a long time not knowing how to speak, feeling that he has to be very careful every time he talks to Ye Qing, Duanmulian only blames himself for not having the brains like his father to speak properly and without leaking.
[Hi Mr. Ye, I am Duanmulian from Duanmu Group.In return for your gift, may I visit your company tomorrow. ] Duanmu Lian almost pressed the send button, thought about it and then deleted it, and edited a few more, feeling that it was too dishonest.
[Excuse me, Mr. Ye, I am Duanmulian from Duanmu Group.Can I take up some of your time tomorrow at your company? ] Since you can’t show sincerity, then you should not explain your purpose at all, it’s better to give him a surprise, Duanmulian looked at the notification that the message was sent successfully, he was a little afraid that Ye Qing would be too busy to see his text message, and he was also afraid that he would see it I ignored it on purpose, covered the quilt with the quilt and turned off the light to sleep nervously.
In the middle of the night, Duanmulian was woken up by the ringing of text messages, at two o'clock in the morning.
Duanmulian turned on the phone in a daze and immediately became refreshed. The remark name was sent from Mr. Ye's number, and there were only three words: come to my house.
Duanmulian lay on the bed thinking why this man always skipped work, and he was not ready to be alone with him again...
"Okay, Mr. Ye, I understand." Duanmu thought about it and added a few more words, "Please rest early." Pressed the send button.
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