i want to be your boyfriend for a long time

Seeing Tang Bai opened his eyes, Gu Nanwang straightened his arms, passed him, and turned off the light on the inside: "Go to sleep."

After finishing these, he put away the book and got out of bed.

"you--"

Tang Bai watched the man's movements with wide eyes.

"I sleep on the sofa outside." The man put on a thick coat.

"The sofa is so small, it will be uncomfortable for you to fall asleep." Tang Bai sat up, as if he was about to get out of bed.

Gu Nanwang turned his head in Tang Bai's voice: "Huh?"

In the dim light, the lines of the man's face were unexpectedly soft, and even his deep voice softened.

It's just that there is a slight teasing in this terribly pleasant voice.

"Don't bear me?"

"I—" Because the sitting up was too wide, the damn wide neckline fell down again.

This time, because the master leaned his body, almost the entire shoulder was exposed there.

Gu Nanwang stared at it for several seconds, then turned around and turned his back to Tang Bai: "Sleep if I tell you to sleep!"

This sound was clearly displeased.

Tang Bai looked at the back of the man's head, pursed his lips and did not dare to refute.

"You want me to write down your phone number, why?" When Gu Nanwang was about to walk to the door, Tang Bai finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask since he came out of the bathroom.

"Why do you think it is?" Gu Nanwang asked back.

Tang Bai reacted quite quickly this time: "Are you afraid that I and Bei Jing will have trouble?"

Gu Nanwang: "..."

"Don't worry," Tang Bai half sat up, leaning his elbows on the bed, with a smile on his face and bright eyes, "We can take care of it."

Tang Bai felt that he had lived so many years in vain if he had to trouble the male god for help.

"Then you mean you don't want my contact information?"

"No, no," Tang Bai quickly shook his head, "I thought so."

"Then remember."

The man raised his eyebrows, stared at him with a lazy smile, turned around and held the doorknob, opened the door, and walked out.

After Gu Nanwang went out, he never came in.

It is true that the sound insulation of the old house is not very good. Tang Bai could even hear the sound of the man entering the bathroom to wash up and then coming out.

Tang Bai hid his face little by little under the quilt.

The bedding smells of fresh laundry detergent, which smells very good.

He moved a little towards the place where Gu Nanwang had slept just now, there was a bit of a man's unique smell, and the fragrance became more refreshing.

Being able to sleep in a room full of male gods is really like a dream.

In the darkness, Tang Bai reached out and touched his chest. Before he woke up from the dream, he wanted to sleep for a while.

·

When Tang Bai woke up the next day, Gu Nanwang had already left the door.

After Professor Li repeatedly asked him to stay, he had breakfast before leaving Li Beijing's house.

The snow has stopped, and a walkable path has been opened downstairs by the property management and volunteers.

Tang Bai walked out of the building for more than ten meters and turned back, looking nostalgicly at the place where he slept last night, and then gently sucked his red nose that was blown by the cold wind.

Although there will be no chance to come here again in the future, just like that night at the bar, as long as he has it, he is already very satisfied.

As soon as Tang Bai arrived at the picture book library, the proprietress stared at his face and saw him touching her face in doubt: "Madam proprietress, is there something on my face?"

"Xiao Tang, look at you today..." The proprietress gestured at the dark circles under Tang Bai's eyes, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Not only dark circles, but also obvious red blood in the eye sockets.

It looked like he had stayed up all night.

Tang Bai smiled apologetically: "Last night, I suffered from insomnia, but I promise, it won't affect today's work."

When Gu Nanwang was next to him yesterday, he really wanted to sleep, but as soon as he left, he lay there tossing and turning for most of the night, and did not fall asleep in a daze from extreme exhaustion until dawn.

Then it became what it is now.

"I didn't mean that. I have a steam eye mask on my desk. You can take one and take a rest. It will be much more comfortable." The proprietress said distressedly.

Tang Bai said sincerely, "Thank you."

Today is Monday, and this is the most free time, so the proprietress simply accompanied Tang Bai in the office to "steam his eyes."

"Actually, I'm quite curious, why are you willing to come to work with me?" Is my time and income not equal here?"

Tang Bai's eyelids moved.

"Because I like it."

The proprietress was startled: "Like these children's books?"

"To be precise, I like painting." Tang Bai said slowly, he was sunk in a vast expanse of whiteness, his eyes were covered with soft and warm eye patches, and the fresh fragrance from the eye patches was in his nostrils, making him feel very relieved Relax, "The first painter I came into contact with was one who painted children's picture books. I was deeply moved by the delicate and delicate pictures that the painter and the story fully blended, so I came up with the idea of ​​learning to draw."

Although he has not had the opportunity to cooperate with some children's books until now, he has always kept this original intention.

"Then you really like it." The proprietress nodded.

"Speaking of which, I actually gave up painting halfway through." Tang Bai said suddenly a little embarrassed.

The proprietress was surprised: "You obviously like it so much, how could you be willing to give it up?"

Tang Bai: "After I stopped, I realized that I still like doing these things the most, so I picked them up again."

The proprietress sighed: "It's a good thing you picked it up again, otherwise your fans would have lost such a good idol, and I would have missed such a caring employee!"

Tang Bai pursed his lips and smiled.

It was really difficult for him during that time, but he is very grateful that he had such an experience.

Because setbacks not only make him more determined and brave.

And let him meet his own light.

·

Gu Nanwang, who had been lying on the sofa all night and was forced to get up early, very "humanely" called Wei Zhuo out of the warm bed, saying that he wanted to play bowling.

Wei Zhuo yawned and opened the door: "Brother, you should catch up on sleep at home if you haven't slept all night, what are you trying to do to me?"

He rarely sees the sun before twelve noon, and is very uncomfortable with this "jet lag".

Gu Nanwang stepped into the door before him: "You can go back now."

Wei Zhuo: "..."

He rubbed his unmanaged hair, and when he passed the central control area, he turned on all the lights, air conditioners, etc. in the hall.

"I think it's not lack of sleep that affects your mood, but dissatisfaction with desire."

"So I've come to you."

"Don't stop, bro, speak more completely, you're here to play bowling with me."

Wei Zhuo often called him "Brother" on weekdays, but now, the continuous "Brother" sounded wrong.

Gu Nanwang took a shot, and after confirming the grand slam, he turned his head and glanced at his friend: "Call your name carefully, don't misidentify brother."

"Tsk, such an uncomfortable attitude," Wei Zhuo concluded, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Since I want to hide it from you, I naturally don't want to say it." Gu Nanwang said coldly.

"Okay, okay." Wei Zhuo begged for mercy, "Let's stop playing with words, since you're in such a bad mood, why don't we say something happy to cheer you up?"

As he spoke, he threw the cigarette over, Gu Nanwang reached out to take it, and raised his eyelids: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"You know my art gallery, right?"

Wei Zhuo is very wild in the local area. He not only runs a series of entertainment venues such as bars and bowling alleys, but also owns a long-standing art gallery that is quite famous in China.

Speaking of which, this is their Wei family's family business, so Wei Zhuo had no choice but to major in art appreciation in college.

Gu Nanwang: "Yes."

Wei Zhuo said unhappily: "It turns out that the curator has been poached and will leave at the end of the month."

"It's really satisfying to hear." Gu Nanwang paused with his long fingers holding a cigarette, and turned his head.

Wei Zhuo chuckled: "I can't find a suitable one right now. You're doing this abroad, why don't you help me support it while you're happy, and come to replace you when I find someone?"

Gu Nanwang's eyes were sharp: "Whether it lasts for a few weeks or a month, or for a few months or a year, please clarify."

Wei Zhuo: "..."

He clicked his tongue: "Is there any difference? Anyway, you are also a vagrant now."

Gu Nanwang smiled: "But as a jobless person, I am not short of money, so it doesn't matter whether I work or not."

Wei Zhuo and Gu Nanwang were college classmates. After graduation, Gu Nanwang went abroad for further studies. Wei Zhuo inherited the family business, and the two have never broken contact.

Wei Zhuo is very aware of what happened to Gu Nanwang in these years, and he is brooding over what happened to him, but there is nothing he can do about it.

Gu Nanwang's problem lies in his heart, no matter how rich or capable he is, he can't help him at all.

Therefore, it is more useful to find something to distract old friends.

"This weekend, there is an exhibition there. You liked the artist when you were in college. Why don't you take a look? If it's okay, really, come to me and be the curator, okay?"

Gu Nanwang held an unlit cigarette in one hand, grabbed a ball from the ball stand beside him with the other, and walked over slowly.

Wei Zhuo looked at him and said, "You know, although I opened such an art gallery, I actually didn't know anything about the twists and turns inside. When we were studying, what I was best at was skipping classes and going out to play games."

"This world is so unfair," Gu Nanwang rolled his eyes at his friend, "Seriously, No.1 in the grade ended up being reduced to the point where he was going to work for the last one in the grade.

Wei Zhuo: "..."

He took a puff of cigarette and continued to earnestly say: "And that place, I refurbished it last year and you haven't been there yet, so why don't you go there just to save face? Even if you don't look at the paintings to see me It’s okay to spend a lot of money on decoration, I remember you are also quite interested in this.”

Gu Nanwang bit his cigarette butt: "I'll go and have a look on the weekend first."

He walks with loose shoulders and throws the ball with his arms outstretched.

The ball accelerated forward evenly on the fairway, and then all the pins fell to the ground neatly.

A very nice grand slam.

Wei Zhuo whistled cooperatively, and then dog-leggedly said, "Okay, then I'll wait for your brother to drive me."

Gu Nanwang paused while holding the cigarette: "You should call me by my name."

Wei Zhuo: "..."

·

When Gu Nanwang arrived home, Professor Li was brainwashing Li Beijing about Tang Bai's visit yesterday.

Judging by Li Beijing's gloomy expression, he must have been haunted for a long time.

As soon as she saw Gu Nanwang, she immediately stood up: "Brother, are you home?"

Professor Li's nose twitched: "Gu Nanwang, you're smoking again."

Gu Nanwang: "..."

He took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, touched his nose and was about to walk into the room.

Professor Li walked over in two or three steps: "Why did you go out so early today? I wanted you to take Tang Bai back home, but no one at home who could drive was there, so I had to let him go back by himself. You don't want to I won't talk about you when you get married, but your sister is already this age, do you have the heart for her to miss this one again?"

Gu Nanwang: "..."

He tilted his head, and said in a very determined and cruel tone: "I can bear it."

Professor Li: "..."

She teased her son: "I don't care, anyway, if you don't do this job, you have to help, you go talk to Tang Baiduo, develop a friendship or something, so that he can have more affection for our family, understand? ?”

Gu Nanwang frowned slowly: "Professor Li, are you serious?"

Professor Li was dissatisfied and said, "Is this not serious? Your sister is already a doctoral student. If she is 30 years old, can she still marry?"

Li Beijing: "Mom, you're sexist. Why don't you just ignore him? Didn't he talk about it?"

It's okay not to mention this matter, but Professor Li became even angrier when he talked about it: "I don't care about him anymore, I have to care about him, look at him like this, what good girl would want to be with him?" She said and turned her head Come on, staring at his son's face, he said seriously: "Let me tell you, if Tang Bai runs away, you have to chase me back, understand?"

The author has something to say: Professor Li burst into tears when he learned the truth later.

·

The painter Tang Tang mentioned in the section about the picture book actually has a prototype, and it is the German illustrator Kunt Bholtz.

Yiyi didn't learn to paint, but he was deeply moved when he read "The Moment Collector" by this author, and later collected many of his works.

Whether it is assisted by text or left blank on the screen, people can deeply feel what the painter wants to convey. It is particularly substituting and the style of painting is very beautiful.If you have a baby at home and need to buy a picture book, I recommend him, it's great!

Say it in a low voice (in fact, I want to say it out loud), in fact, picture books are really something for all ages, not exclusive for children.