ghost

If Huang Yuanyuan was not stupid, she would not plagiarize other people's ideas. This kind of behavior is like planting a time bomb for herself. It is only a matter of time before the city is blown up; if Huang Yuanyuan is not bad, she will not destroy Zhou Lu Because of her work, she broke her relationship with others, and she didn't think about Zhou Lu's help to her, which was actually far more than winning a competition.Moreover, the Zhou family can watch their children being plotted against in such a way?All the time, it was because the timing was wrong. After all, it wasn't long before Huang Yuanyuan ruined Zhou Lu's entry. Once something happened to Huang Yuanyuan, many people would probably think of Zhou Lu.But when she really makes her mark in the oil painting circle, who knows that the Zhou family won't let her stand high and fall hard?

In short, Huang Yuanyuan harbored evil intentions, but she was also hopelessly stupid, so she deserved her self-destruction this time.However, how could Zhou Lu be friends with this kind of person?

The meaning in Hou Chaoqing's eyes was so obvious that Zhou Lu understood it all at once. She lowered her head and smiled wryly, "At that time, I saw that she didn't look like a scheming person, so I thought she had an honest personality..."

"It's okay, it's okay, who doesn't have a blind time?" After Hou Chaoqing finished speaking, he thought about it for a while, and felt that something was wrong, and quickly corrected it, "I didn't mean you were blind."

Fu Jin couldn't help looking sideways at Hou Chaoqing, feeling that this was indeed Fang Xia's friend, and that the two had similar remedial skills - obviously well-intentioned, but they sounded very annoying.

"I'm blind." Zhou Lu didn't care about Hou Chaoqing's words, and admitted it generously, put back a wry smile, and chuckled, "But this time being blind is not all a bad thing. I recognized a person clearly. It’s also a good time to stop and settle down. I’ve always been a little too aggressive,”

This topic came to an end, and the three of them soon chatted about the arrangements for the May Day holiday.

Zhou Lu plans to travel abroad.It was rare for Hou Chaoqing not to work overtime in the studio this time, and he planned to go back to his hometown after attending the class reunion in City C.As for Fang Xia——

"Me? I prepare for May Day and work to make money."

The studio needs Fang Xia's class time is usually on weekends, because the students who study painting are basically elementary and middle school students, and they only have time on weekends.Sometimes classes are also started on weekdays in order to cooperate with students to participate in competitions and provide pre-competition guidance, such as the five children who were first taught at the beginning of the job.However, when it comes to statutory holidays, the studio is absolutely closed.

Fang Xia's work during the May [-]st period does not refer to the work in the studio, but the illustration work he has recently taken in private.

Another roommate of Fang Xia's family in the local area actually invited him to go on a trip together on May [-]st, but now everyone thinks so during the small holiday. There are probably crowded people everywhere, which is not very friendly to Fu Jin's travel.

Of course, Fu Jin could hide in the jade ring to avoid being pierced by the crowd, but Fang Xia didn't like it.When it comes to traveling, Fang Xia still hopes that Fu Jin can stay outside and share the scenery along the way with him.If Fu Jin needed to hide in the jade ring, Fang Xia felt that he probably had no interest in playing.It's better to take the opportunity to do some private work, save some money, and take Fu Jin to travel together when there are fewer people in the off-season.

Speaking of money, Fang Xia's economy is indeed a little tight recently.He doesn't cook, and he often takes Fu Jin out to eat, and he never wrongs himself and Fu Jin, and even eats for two people. For a person who has only worked for a long time and has little spare money, life Expenses are indeed a bit stressful.

Facing the computer and drawing illustrations on the digital board, Fang Xia suddenly felt a sense of mission to support his family, which filled him with motivation.

In order to raise Fu Jin to be fat and fat, he has to work hard to make money!

——Something seems wrong?

Fang Xia stopped writing.

Fu Jin probably couldn't get fat anymore, the food he gave Fu Jin, Fu Jin couldn't eat at all.It's just that, occasionally, I would see Fu Jin looking at those meals with inadvertent satisfaction in his eyes, which made him want to keep doing it, just because of that look.

Fang Xia put one hand on the desk, resting her cheek, and tilted her head to look at Fu Jin, who was sitting by the solid wooden round table by the French window.There were no extra people in the apartment room, and Fu Jin remained in a solid state. He sat there with a shadow cast by his feet.

In Fu Jin's hand, he was holding a simple book bound with printed paper, which was organized by Geng Shudan for Fang Xia, and it was a tutorial on the Geng family's ghost control technique.Fang Xia took the time to roughly turn it over. The content was written by Geng Shudan himself, which seemed much simpler and easier to understand than those ancient books that were full of gods and gods.

Fang Xia looked at Fu Jin, moved her hands unconsciously, and drew on the digital board. After a while, the silhouette of Fu Jin sitting on the chair was roughly outlined.After staring at the line draft on the screen for a while, Fang Xia drew a few more strokes to make the characters more recognizable.

One of the illustrations that Fang Xia received was a side drawing of a man reading. The Fu Jin he drew was quite satisfactory, but he was reluctant to hand it over, and finally secretly saved it in his private folder.

Sitting facing the blank interface for a while, Fang Xia glanced at the two cans of candies on the desk, touched his chin, and quickly drew a Q version of Fu Jin, asking him to hold a huge fruit candy and pull it vigorously. candy wrappers.As soon as the hook line was formed, Fang Xia lay down on the table with an overjoyed smile.

Hearing the movement from Fang Xia's side, Fu Jin turned to look, "What's wrong?"

Fang Xia straightened her sitting posture immediately, and replied solemnly: "It's nothing, I'm chatting with the illustrator of the magazine!"

Fu Jin glanced sideways at Fang Xia for a while, and saw that he was typing on the keyboard, as if he was really chatting, so he looked away and continued to read the crude ghost-controlling textbook in his hand.

Fang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, and stuck out his tongue at the temporarily opened, unknown Penguin dialog box with no message on it.Afterwards, the corner of the eye drifted towards Fu Jin unconsciously.

Ever since the dream on Gexia Mountain that night, it was fine if someone else was present, but when we were together in private, he would always stare at Fu Jin unconsciously, and when he looked at him, he would think of that dream, and then feel guilty. Then came out.He knew that this was not good, but he couldn't control himself, and often lost his focus and ran towards Fu Jin.

Worried, Hou Chaoqing sent him a message on Penguin.

Fat Monkey: What are you doing?

Xia Bufang: Worry...

Fat Monkey: Do you also worry?What are you worried about?tell me the story.

Xia Yifang: Didn't you go to the class reunion?So free?

Fat Monkey: On the road, traffic jam... First tell me what are you worried about?

Xia Bufang: How do you cure the problem of unconsciously staring at people?

Fat Monkey: Try wearing a blindfold?

Fat Monkey: Just kidding, just kidding... Then, who are you staring at?

Xia Bufang: No one!On a!

Fat Monkey: When did it start?Did anything special happen between you two?

Seeing Hou Chaoqing's question, Fang Xia hesitated.What happened?He dreamed of the other party in a dream!This is not something worth publicizing, but Fang Xia also felt that something was wrong with his recent behavior, especially when he was getting along with Fu Jin in private, he needed someone to help him analyze the situation.

After thinking and thinking, under Hou Chaoqing's repeated urging, Fang Xia basically told the other party about the matter.

Fat Monkey: ...you are very concerned about the object of your erotic dreams?

Xia Bufang: Yes!

Fat Monkey: Do you think you offended her?

Xia Bufang: Yes...

Fat Monkey: Feeling guilty about her?

Xia Bufang: Hmm...

Fat Monkey: ... You really like him, right?

Xia Bufang: Huh?

Fat Monkey: Clam what clam?Chunmeng has Wuhen, who will always think about the object of Chunmeng, have you seen that I have been thinking about Fat Auntie?The object of the sexual dream that you will still be brooding about when you wake up from the dream shows that you care about the other person very much.It's either someone you hate or someone you like, and you're obviously the latter.

Xia Bufang: Wait!This is impossible……

Fat Monkey: How is it impossible?Even if you don't like it enough, you still have a good impression of it, otherwise you have a dream, why do you care what the other person thinks?She doesn't know...

Xia Bufang: He knows...

Fat Monkey: You... a hero!How dare you even tell her such a thing?She didn't kill you?

Fang Xia felt that this was not easy to explain.Fu Jin's existence was inconvenient to say, so he told Hou Chaoqing that Fu Jin had heard him talking in his sleep, and he still had to think of a reason to explain why the other party was in his room, so he simply kept silent.

Fat Monkey: She didn't kill you, maybe she likes you too.

Xia Bufang: No, no, let me tell you the main point.

Fu Jin didn't beat him to death because Fu Jin was very self-restraining and magnanimous, it has nothing to do with liking properly!

Fat Monkey: In your case, it is usually embarrassing to see the other party, and it has nothing to do with guilt.

Fat Monkey: If you are serious, you will feel guilty, or you have special respect for the other party and feel that you have done something very disrespectful to the person you respect.Or you like the other person very much, so you want to respect the other person, but you offend the other person in your dream, so you feel guilty.

Fat Monkey: Anyway, I guess you like that guy.

Fat Monkey: Speaking of which, who is that person?Do I know you?

Fat Monkey:? ? ?

Fang Xia went offline directly.

He must respect Fu Jin!After all, Fu Jin is so respected... Uh, he doesn't seem to have thought about it that way?

Did he really care about Fu Jin?

Why?Because Fu Jin is good-looking?

Fang Xia pushed away the computer and lay down on the desk.It's not that he has never seen a good-looking person in reality, but he has never been moved by the other person's good-looking.Although those people were not on the same level as Fu Jin, it was enough to show that he didn't judge people by their appearance.If he judged people by appearance, he should have made up his mind when he saw Fu Jin for the first time.After all, when he saw Fu Jin's face for the first time, he was indeed amazed. Afterwards, he has been together day and night, but he never felt that amazement again.

and--

He has always felt that his love partner should be of the opposite sex. Even if he imagines that it is acceptable to substitute Fu Jin into a same-sex partner, it is only acceptable, and he does not intend to develop in that direction!Before that dream, he was sure that he had never thought of doing that kind of thing to Fu Jin.

Fang Xia felt his head was in a mess.

I can be sure if I haven't had that kind of thought, so - what about pure liking?Fang Xia suddenly couldn't give a definite answer to this question.

"You drew me?" Just as Fang Xia was immersed in his chaotic thoughts, Fu Jin walked behind him at some point, looking down at his computer screen.

"Ah?" Fang Xia turned her head in a daze, followed Fu Jin's line of sight, turned to the computer screen, and then saw the line draft - the Q version of Fu Jin holding a huge candy, pulling it angrily candy wrappers.

Just now... forgot to close the page...

The author has something to say:

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Fang Xia: Work hard to make money and support the family.

Author: You can make money by selling Fu Jin's Q prints.

Fang Xia: Not for sale!This is the food I produce for myself!

Fu Jin: Well, we don't sell them.