The realm of burying the pen [Quick Transmigration]

The author has something to say: the end of a space is also the beginning of a new month.

I hope that in November, I can find my daily self again.

Only with fame and connections can he not be afraid of rumors.

In order to let Tu Yangcai integrate into the circle more quickly, Matthew Quinn invited many well-known painters to the dinner under the banner of exchange and learning on Tu Yangcai's birthday.

Matthew Quinn attaches great importance to protecting family information, so Gu Yu, who has not disclosed his identity to the public, did not attend.

Throughout the banquet, Tu Yangcai followed Matthew Quinn alone, drinking and socializing.

All the painters who came to the banquet had collaborated with Matthew Quinn, no matter how artistic they were, they would not dare to play tricks on Tu Yangcai, the newcomer painter who was very popular in Quinn Gallery this season.Therefore, the process of getting to know each other was smooth and pleasant.

"Dad, I'm a little dizzy and want to go back first."

After drinking for three rounds, Tu Yangcai, who was faintly drunk, whispered to Matthew Quinn.

"You're not telling the truth," Matthew Quinn said with a smile. "If I'm not wrong...you can't bear to see Xiaoyu staying alone in an empty room at night."

It was a special day, and Tu Yangcai, who was usually able to cope with the tricks easily, was also flushed red by these words.

However, she really missed Gu Yu in her heart, so she could only hold back her embarrassment and nodded to explain: "She can't sleep well if she doesn't hug her. The time I go home sooner or later is related to the quality of her sleep."

"No, none of you should have a good sleep quality tonight." Matthew Quinn had something to say, "Even if I let you go back now, you can't let her fall asleep so early. People who celebrate their birthdays should boldly and proactively ask The partner asks for a gift."

"We don't count on Xiaoyu, but you don't want to disappoint me and her mother in this respect—"

In fact, before leaving home this morning, Tu Yangcai asked Gu Yu for a birthday present with a stern face, but Gu Yu replied to her at that time: "Old woman, old wife, there is no need to go through these formalities."

Tu Yangcai said "it seems to be the same" on his lips, but he was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart.

Turning 22 last year, Tu Yangcai is still immersed in the double grief of losing her father and suffering from illness. If Zhen Xia hadn't finished her lunch and sent her blessings, she would have even forgotten that it was her birthday.

Today is different from the past. In one year, there is an extra person beside her who will accompany her.

Tu Yangcai hopes that her first birthday accompanied by Gu Yu will be memorable, and she also hopes that Gu Yu will agree with her, but Gu Yu's answer is not satisfactory.

Originally, he had already comforted himself not to care about it, but after hearing what Matthew Quinn said, Tu Yangcai couldn't help being distracted and thinking about it.

"The birthday is the biggest, and I have the right to ask for my gift...The birthday is the biggest, and I have the right to ask for my gift..."

As if to find a justification for the request he made later, Tu Yangcai silently recited this sentence ten times before opening the door of the room.

"Agu...huh?"

As soon as he walked into the bedroom, the shouting stopped abruptly, and Tu Yangcai was stunned by the unexpected scene in front of him.

The lights were turned into an ambiguous orange, and soothing light music played in the room.

Balloon ribbons float in the air, and the lover stands in front with a smile.

"Happy birthday, dear," her lover said to her.

"You... how do you know when I'll come back..."

Seeing the attire of the person walking towards her, Tu Yangcai's voice became trembling and his thoughts became disordered.

The cool nightgown as thin as a cicada's wings is wrapped with a bright red ribbon. Although it does not bind the lover's hands and feet, it confines her sight, controls her breathing, and affects her heart.

"Because I have a worrying father who helps me monitor your whereabouts."

The answer was as expected, but Tu Yangcai's heart was full of unspeakable joy instead of anger.

"Then what you said this morning..."

"It's all insincere, your birthday is so important, how can it be classified as a formality?"

"So my gift is..."

"it's me--"

The slender arms wrapped around her neck, and the warm touch touched her lips. Tu Yangcai couldn't think, and didn't want to think anymore, so he closed his eyes and hugged her soft body close to her, letting the hot flame in his head combustion.

The flames of war spread from the bedroom to the bathroom, and the bathroom covered the bed.

The tips of their noses touch each other, their lips and teeth are inseparable, they breathe in sync, and they indulge in lingering love.

"Agu... are you really ready?"

At the critical moment, Tu Yangcai regained his sanity and asked aloud.

"This question... I also want to ask you..."

With just a tiny bit of difference, they can truly have each other.

"I've been prepared for a long time..."

Sweeping away their worries, they tacitly completed the ceremony of combining with each other.

As a result of a night of indulgence, the next day, Gu Yu, with back pain and bones falling apart, lay on the bed for most of the day like a paralyzed patient.

Why can't she run Wu Zi Jue today!

With tears in his eyes, Gu Yu scolded Xiao Bu hundreds of times in his heart.

"You still don't eat well after you're like this, do you want to continue lying down tomorrow?"

The hand holding the spoon was tired, and Gu Yu didn't see him coming to eat, so Tu Yangcai had no choice but to use verbal stimulation.

"Why am I so miserable, but you are full of energy and have nothing to do!"

Hearing the annoying voice, Gu Yu's expression turned even worse.

"I want to know why?" Tu Yangcai said in a doting tone, as if coaxing the wayward child, "I'll tell you after you finish your meal."

As he spoke, he handed the spoon an inch forward.

"Don't lie to me, this doesn't make sense!" Although she asked the question, she didn't think there was a reasonable answer at all.

"Since you know that the explanation doesn't make sense, why bother with this issue?" Tu Yangcai paused, "Eating is a big deal, if you are starving...I will feel bad."

This person's facial expressions don't change when he speaks nasty things now... But why is her face still burning hot!

Gu Yu hated himself for not living up to expectations.

"Hmph, I just happen to be a little hungry..."

Gu Yu obediently swallowed the spoonful of food that was stretched out to his mouth, but refused to admit that he was subdued, and added something to cover it up.

"Eat more when you're hungry."

The spoon that had just been emptied was filled with food and brought to Gu Yu's mouth.

Gu Yu swallowed the food again and chewed, but the more he chewed, the more unpleasant the taste became: "How do I feel that you have a maternal brilliance today..."

She is not handicapped anymore, why should she be treated like a child?

Tu Yangcai suddenly realized: "Oh... so you have an Oedipus complex."

"Don't talk nonsense with your mouth open!" Thinking of his mother in reality, Gu Yu felt a chill all over his body.

"If you don't want me to talk nonsense with your mouth open, you have to open your mouth and finish the food first. Or...you enjoy the process of being fed by me, and are deliberately delaying time?"

"Ghosts enjoy it!" Gu Yu raised his left hand to ask for a bowl, "Give me the bowl, I have strength in my hand, I can eat it by myself!"

Tu Yangcai's gaze fell on Gu Yu's open palm, and in the next second, a blush appeared on her face:

"Aren't your hands... sore?"

"...you rascal!"

Gu Yu withdrew his hand abruptly and shrank into the bed, leaving only his head outside to look at Tu Yangcai vigilantly.

"Let's say it first, it's not allowed tonight! I, I... I haven't recovered yet!"

Although their records were comparable last night, her battle damage was obviously more serious, and smart people have to learn to stop losses in time.

"It seems that I should be worried." Seeing Gu Yu who was on full alert, Tu Yangcai's embarrassment disappeared, and he couldn't help laughing, "After all, I'm already full, so I won't add food so quickly."

The implication is that you who are not full are the dangerous ones.

'Not full' Gu Yu got out of bed in shame and anger: "Give me the rice bowl! Immediately! Immediately!"

When I'm full, let's see what you say!

Seeing that Gu Yu was in good spirits at the moment, Tu Yangcai didn't insist anymore, she handed the bowl and spoon to Gu Yu, and stood up:

"The nanny has stewed chicken soup, you eat it first, and I'll bring you a bowl."

"Well... you go..."

Gu Yu buried his head in his meal, and when Tu Yangcai left the bedroom, he raised his head and stared blankly at the open door.

It won't be long before I say goodbye to you unilaterally again...

What will you look like next time we meet?Will your impression of me be good or bad?

Will you fall in love with me again, will you contain me again?I am both worried and looking forward to it.

Time with you is always short, but our future does not exist in this fragmented fantasy world.

Our future should be continued by reality.

While thinking, the figure of the person who went to the kitchen to serve chicken soup appeared at the door of the bedroom again.

Tu Yangcai returned to the bed with the soup bowl carefully, but found that Gu Yu's rice bowl was still full.

"what are you thinking about?"

Seeing Gu Yu staring at her in a daze, Tu Yangcai put down the soup bowl, lifted the quilt, and sat next to Gu Yu.

"I was wondering..." Gu Yu tilted his head and smiled, "Should I have an extra meal tomorrow night?"

The stars move, time flies.

In two years, Tu Yangcai has successfully gained a foothold in the international art circle.

Although the number of works she created is not large, she has won numerous prestigious awards for her varied styles and skillful skills; and the paintings are all handled by the Quinn Gallery, and the auction prices are getting higher and higher-now Tu Yangcai no longer has to worry about being shy.

Tu Yangcai, who has gained both fame and fortune, will be dubbed an outstanding artist wherever she goes. Applause and praise have become her daily routine, but she still keeps a low profile and rarely shows up in public.

However, Tu Yangcai, who has always been low-key recently, suddenly accepted an interview with a well-known media and disclosed the identity of her partner—the daughter of the founder of Quinn Gallery.

The art circle is tolerant and speaks from real talents. Although the relationship between Tu Yangcai and Quinn Gallery is complicated, her interview did not cause much disturbance.

For Tu Yangcai and Gu Yu, the public relationship is just another reason for them to hold hands and embrace under the blue sky, and their simple but warm life will not change in any way—at least Tu Yangcai thinks so.

Living abroad for a long time, but never forgetting my hometown.

Tu Lin's memorial day is approaching again, and the day after the interview, Tu Yangcai and Gu Yu returned to China together.

In order to avoid running into someone they didn't want to see, they rushed to the cemetery in the early morning.

"Agu, let's go on a round-the-world trip after paying homage."

"Usually you would be reluctant to ask you to take a walk after dinner, why do you suddenly think of traveling?"

"How can man-made streetscapes compare to the natural scenery of various countries? I want to witness the beauty of nature with you."

"...Okay, I remember your words. Hurry up and kowtow, we will travel around the world when it's over."

"Ok!"

One kowtow, two kowtows, three kowtows.

Asking himself that he deserves the words Guangzong Yaozu, Tu Yangcai finally straightened his waist and said to Tu Lin:

"Father, my daughter has lived up to your expectations. She has brought her daughter-in-law back to see you."