love play

29.

When Wen Yixiu left Shen Kan's house, he suddenly had an idea on the way, and this idea was terrible.

Come on a trip that just walks away.

Wen Yixiu had told the people around him before that he wanted to go out for a walk, but he hadn't told Li Linlang that after getting affection, he always wanted to test his mind.

Wen Yixiu knew that he was naive, but he also decided that no matter how Li Linlang reacted, he would explain it to him.

It's a pity that Wen Yixiu was very timid. Although he agreed to leave before telling Li Linlang, he still told Li Linlang beforehand. Li Linlang was silent for a while, "Where are you going?"

"Wuxi, I want to see all the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River." Wen Yixiu glanced at Li Linlang when he was talking. He obviously told Li Linlang, but he was still a little guilty.

"You didn't want to tell me to sneak away at first, did you?" Li Linlang had a serious face, but Wen Yixiu couldn't see it.

Wen Yixiu's evasive words and reactions were enough to prove his thoughts. Li Linlang suddenly wanted to pry Wen Yixiu's head open to see what was inside.

The time was still during the Chinese New Year holiday, and it was difficult to get tickets, so Wen Yixiu's idea had to be shelved until after the beginning of spring.

During this period, Li Linlang only let Wen Yixiu live in his house. The few of them stayed together, as if they were a family. Because of the marriage law, An Ruolin asked Li Linlang and Wen Yixiu openly and secretly several times. Don't take the certificate.

Wen Yixiu didn't agree, Li Linlang thought Wen Yixiu didn't want to, so he didn't mention it again, let alone let his mother mention it.

Probably early spring.

"Let's take a self-driving tour!" Li Linlang suggested this, depending on Wen Yixiu's opinion, but he didn't think Wen Yixiu would refuse.

Sure enough, although Wen Yixiu hesitated for a while, he still agreed.

When Li Linlang had prepared all the things needed for the self-driving tour, Wen Yixiu found that the rear compartment was already full, and couldn't help laughing at Li Linlang, "Why did you buy so much? Just like an old lady."

This was the first time Li Linlang saw Wen Yixiu teasing him after returning to China, and the nerves that had been tense for two months finally relaxed a little.

"Isn't it good? It's okay if you buy too much. An old lady is an old lady. Who told you that you didn't think of it?" Li Linlang looked indifferent, and pulled Wen Yixiu into the car.

Li Linlang likes to put his head against Wen Yixiu's head and stare at each other's eyes. Only in this way can he feel that Wen Yixiu is real and will not lie to him or deceive him. "Do you know? The cruelest thing you do is to hesitate to me, and the kindest thing to me is also to hesitate."

Wen Yixiu was not used to people saying these things to him, and felt a little nauseous, "Stop talking."

"Why? Don't you like it?" Li Linlang looked at Wen Yixiu's face, carefully distinguishing Wen Yixiu's emotions.

Wen Yixiu was shy, if he still couldn't see it, he was blind.

Li Linlang couldn't help laughing, it was very unmannered, Wen Yixiu was a little annoyed, "What the hell are you laughing at?"

Li Linlang tried her best to hold back her laughter, and then returned to her usual serious look, "You blushed because I laughed?" Then he started the car, Wen Yixiu wanted to hit him, but was reminded, "Hey - I'm driving, be careful not to Let's have a car accident."

The pride in the words almost floated out of the car window.

Wen Yixiu sat in the passenger seat depressed. After sitting for a while, he climbed from the front seat to the back seat.

Li Linlang looked at the road ahead and Wen Yixiu's movements, "What are you doing? No, what are you doing?"

Wen Yixiu rolled his eyes at Li Linlang, "I'll take my sketchbook." He took the notebook and returned to the front seat, crossing his legs to support the sketchbook. Wen Yixiu looked out the window for a long time, but didn't move. Li Linlang thought that Wen Yixiu was going to draw a landscape , I deliberately drove the car slowly.

Wen Yixiu glanced at Li Linlang inadvertently, and then started to write. The sketchbook was tilted badly, and Wen Yixiu was crouching on the side of the car door. Li Linlang couldn't see what Wen Yixiu was drawing at all. Don't go to see Wen Yixiu anymore.

Only then did Wen Yixiu feel relieved, and drew Li Linlang's side face steadily.

Li Linlang is really good-looking, while Wen Yixiu was painting, he couldn't help but think that he couldn't refuse Li Linlang. Could it be because of his looks?He thinks it's very possible, otherwise why can't he bear it?

Li Linlang has a slender figure, very similar to Wen Yixiu, except that he is taller than Wen Yixiu.

Wen Yixiu looked at his own hands, then at Li Linlang's hands on the steering wheel, and found that they seemed different.

Wen Yixiu's hands are very slender and his skin is smooth, but Li Linlang's hands are obviously bigger than his. He doesn't seem to have paid special attention to other people's hands. Li Linlang's hands are very white, which makes him look very cold. "are you cold?"

Li Linlang turned to look at Wen Yixiu, then went to adjust the air conditioner in the car, "Are you cold? How about I turn it up?"

Wen Yixiu was choked by Li Linlang's words. He obviously cared about his words, but it was thought that he was cold. He really didn't know how to complain.

Inside the car, there were only the sound of pencils rubbing against paper, the sound of the air conditioner fan, and the breathing of the two of them.

Li Linlang glanced at Wen Yixiu, then turned on the stereo in the car, and picked out a song at random. Lingling's voice rang out. It was an ancient music or a drama song. Wen Yixiu unconsciously listened carefully.

The people in it sang really well.

Wen Yixiu didn't know why, but he felt sad when he listened to it, maybe it was because the two people in the song were too bitter.

One died on the battlefield, and the other was stupid.

"Don't think about it, it's just a song." Li Linlang's voice broke his sadness. Perhaps Wen Yixiu himself never knew that when he heard that song, he looked like he was about to cry for the protagonist in it. , Li Linlang's heart beat endlessly.

Even Li Linlang himself didn't know why Wen Yixiu had such a reaction when he heard this song, and it made his heart beat.

Maybe it's because he sang the song?

Li Linlang wanted to change that song, but Wen Yixiu said that he could just play this song, so he didn't change it.

Wen Yixiu kept listening, and suddenly grabbed Li Linlang's arm, "Sing a song." That person looked like a child asking for candy, very stubborn, as if he would not give up until he got it.

Li Linlang was suddenly inexplicable, did he use the wrong method all along?

Upon discovering this, Li Linlang suddenly laughed.

"Don't laugh, sing a sentence!" Wen Yixiu wanted to make sure if he heard it wrong, "Just that climax!"

"Okay, okay, I'll sing." Li Linlang was very helpless, but the joy in his words could not be ignored, and he sang slowly.

Wen Yixiu had never paid attention to Li Linlang's voice, or in other words, he hadn't paid special attention to everyone around Wen Yixiu, but Wen Yixiu once liked a person's song very much, that is "S". singer.

What attracts Wen Yixiu the most is his songs, he likes to listen to them when he is lost and lonely, and likes to collect his paintings everywhere later.

how could be?He was very clear about Li Linlang's painting style, but how could he explain the similarity in the two's voices?

Li Linlang has been a genius in all aspects since she was a child. She is quick to learn everything and is also very talented. Naturally, her interests are particularly strong and broad.

Li Lingyun didn't hang out on the Two-dimensional network for no reason.

Only Wen Yixiu foolishly thought that Li Linlang really had no interests at all and was focusing on life and work.

Li Linlang, who was singing, was even more charming than usual. Wen Yixiu looked at Li Linlang, his heart beat fast, and felt that for the first time, he realized what real joy was, liking because of him, being happy because of him.