I, a scumbag, only flirt, not marry [Quick Transmigration]

The apartment was quiet at midnight, the building was too far back, and even the sound of vehicles speeding by in the distance could not be heard, only the clocks clicked, and the sound of rapid and slow breathing.

Xu Tinglan leaned on the sofa, curled up slightly, Gu Shuofeng's elongated shadow just fell on her body, almost covering her in it, obviously taller than Gu Shuofeng's figure, but at this moment she looked extraordinarily petite and weak .

Gu Shuofeng knelt on the coffee table with one leg, crossed the other leg, pressed his hands on both sides of the sofa, and leaned forward to her, his red lips parted, and the soft sound of the lips parting could be heard clearly.

"Why don't you talk? Did you see the text message?"

Xu Tinglan's breathing was almost stagnant, and she hugged the pillow in her arms tightly. The two were too close, as if they could brush each other's eyelashes in the blink of an eye. Xu Tinglan clung to the back of the sofa, so nervous that she could hardly turn her own Tongue.

"What, what? What text message?"

Gu Shuofeng didn't move, and pointed behind him.

On the coffee table, her rose-red mobile phone and Xu Tinglan's pure white mobile phone of the same model, with the left corners touching the right corners, are like two little people's foreheads touching their foreheads, slightly tilted together.

The direction of Gu Shuofeng's finger looks like her own mobile phone, but also looks like Xu Tinglan's.

Xu Tinglan bit her lower lip sideways, glanced at the flashing notification light on her mobile phone, and said forcefully: "Did you send me a text message on the way? I haven't read it yet, I will read it now!"

Before she could take the opportunity to push Gu Shuofeng away, Gu Shuofeng said, "I mean, did you see the text message on my phone?"

She still asked...

Xu Tinglan closed her eyes in distress, the lines between her brows were squeezed out, and the pillow in her arms tightened unconsciously.

Why did she suddenly ask this?Still have to break the casserole and ask the end?Can't you be confused?

This question was really too unprepared, and she didn't know how to deal with it at all.

Is it admitted?Still don't admit it?

If you admit it, it's too embarrassing, how can we get along with each other in the future?

But if she didn't admit it, she didn't seem to believe it, and it was even more embarrassing.

She just wanted a divorce, how could this happen?

Xu Tinglan was still racking her brains to think of countermeasures, but Gu Shuofeng suddenly sighed, and then spoke with a somewhat dull and hoarse voice.

"Sorry to make you feel sick, I will try to stay away from you in the future."

The slightly sunken sofas on both sides started making noise, and Gu Shuofeng really moved away from her.

"Zhizhi sent me a text message just now, saying that I need to find you, you should go back to her immediately."

There was a sound of pattering footsteps, a little heavy, Xu Tinglan subconsciously opened her eyes and looked back, Gu Shuofeng had already entered the bedroom, and closed the door with her backhand.

Did she... misunderstand something?

Xu Tinglan didn't care about answering the phone, put down her pillow, got up and walked over to knock on the door.

"Chen Xiyao, I, I absolutely don't mean to discriminate against you, I just don't know how to answer... sorry, I shouldn't have peeked at your text messages, I... really didn't mean it, I just don't understand why you would To me suddenly...why?"

The bedroom was quiet, and there was no light from the crack of the door, as if there was no one there.

Xu Tinglan waited patiently for a while, but there was still no movement.

It seemed that her unintentional actions really hurt her, or... She just didn't know how to answer her own question?

Xu Tinglan sighed and was about to turn around and leave.

click.

The door opened.

Gu Shuofeng huddled in the crack of the door, looking at her with red eyes.

"You really... don't think I'm disgusting?"

Xu Tinglan quickly shook her head, "It's not disgusting, how could it be disgusting? I really just find it strange."

"Why do strange women like women?"

"No, I'm just wondering... aren't you with Wang Jianfei? Why did you suddenly fall in love with... me?"

Gu Shuofeng held on to the door, and seemed to shrink back even more, "It wasn't all of a sudden, I...like you a long time ago, it's just that it used to be worship, but now it's...love."

"Early?" Xu Tinglan slightly opened his eyes.

Gu Shuofeng hid in the shadow of the bedroom, like a shy and timid little woman, took a sneak peek at her, and quickly lowered his eyelashes, before he could speak, his face was pink to the base of his ears.

"This...it's a bit of a long story."

"It's okay, you tell me, I'll listen."

"But Zhizhi..."

Gu Shuofeng glanced at the coffee table in the distance, which was blocked by the sofa, and couldn't see the old lady's number beating on the muted phone. Just as the screen went off, Zhizhi's number popped up again.

Xu Tinglan followed her gaze and said, "I understand her temperament. If she is really in a hurry, even if I turn off the phone, she will keep calling one after another. It shouldn't be a big deal if she didn't call right now. , tell me."

After a pause, Xu Tinglan turned her body slightly, "Why don't we go to the sofa and talk?"

Gu Shuofeng shook his head lightly, "It's better to be like this, I feel...it's better to speak up."

She had almost shrunk behind the door, only half of her hand holding the door was left, and most of her face was covered.

Xu Tinglan understood and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Gu Shuofeng pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, and narrated the thoughts that had been buried for many years.

"Since I was a child... I like drawing very much, but my parents think that drawing is crooked, and I usually get scolded for drawing at home occasionally, saying that I don't study hard, let alone help me enroll in classes.

But I really like it, so I listen carefully to every art class, but not every teacher is very serious, most of them are like dealing with errands.

My favorite is my junior high school art teacher. She is a girl who has just graduated from a normal school. She still has the enthusiasm that just entered the workplace. She never teaches art because it is a minor subject.

From time to time, she would bring us paintings published in magazines and newspapers, and tell us the advantages of these paintings and who the authors were.

What impressed me the most was an oil painting called "Drunk".

At first glance, the painting is very simple, it is a tiger cat lying in the grass, the wind blows the grass blades, there are colorful butterflies flying above the head, and there is a funny colorful wool beside the claws, but the tiger cat can't see it Take a look, just staring at the corner.

The frame is limited, and it is impossible to see where its line of sight falls, but its focused vertical eyes reflect a corner of lavender cymbidium.

It was a catnip plant, and there was no catnip in the painting.

The tiger cat is intoxicated in its favorite catnip, as if everything else in this world is not important.

At that time, I thought, is it possible that the person who painted this painting also likes to paint like me, and is always intoxicated by it, so she painted this painting to convey her love for painting? "

Gu Shuofeng paused, and raised his eyes to look at Xu Tinglan, his charming eyebrows and eyes were no longer charming, as if he could see to the end.

The softest and softest part of Xu Tinglan's heart seemed to be gently grasped, tickling, numb, and faintly rippled.

She moved her lips slightly, and said in a warm voice, "I think too...she thinks so."

A bright stream of light flashed across the clear eyes in an instant, Gu Shuofeng couldn't help but tightened his grip on the door, his fingers turned pale.

"I thought it would be drawn by a mature and stable person, even a well-known foreign painter, but I didn't expect that it was drawn by a nine-year-old girl, and we are Chinese!

The painting participated in the Eurasian Art Awards and won the first prize in the juvenile group. Someone offered 50 yuan, but she sold it to an overseas Chinese grandfather for only 5 yuan.

But even if it was only [-], it was an astronomical figure at the time, and the [-]-yuan households at that time were almost the same as the millionaires now.

All of these shocked me. I really thought that there would be no way out for learning painting, and at most I could be an art teacher.

It was she who gave me hope.

Although I still failed to grasp this hope in the end, I still took the ordinary college entrance examination and studied ordinary majors, but at least she supported my outlook on life and let me know that there is nothing wrong with liking painting, the only fault is The fault is that I am young and do not have the ability to fight against fate.

But I can wait, and when I have the ability, I can fight what I can.

such as……

I didn't listen to my family's advice. After graduation, I obediently went home to find a job and find a man to marry and have children. Instead, I chose to stay in this city and work hard. "

After finishing speaking, Gu Shuofeng stared at Xu Tinglan intently, his clear and melodious voice seemed to still reverberate in this small apartment, with a hint of ethereal, colorful but not greasy.

Xu Tinglan's heart was beating inexplicably, not the nervous beating before, but... the kind of beating that seemed to be the first time she won an award more than ten years ago, sold a painting for the first time, and met her first bosom friend for the first time.

Back then, when her parents asked her about her wishes, she chose to sell the painting to the overseas Chinese without hesitation, just because he said that after seeing this painting, he finally made up his mind to return to his roots, which he has been thinking about all the time in his life The motherland is his hometown, his catnip.

It has been more than ten years, and the old man has passed away long ago, and she has gradually lost her former aura in the passage of time, just like Boya who has lost her childbirth, no one seems to understand how to play the piano.

But at this moment, she suddenly had a strong creative impulse!

She wanted to draw, especially wanted to draw, to draw characters that she had never tried before, to draw the girl in front of her who was almost swallowed by darkness, but staring at her with Wu Lingling with her clear eyes.

That's right, the girl, even though she is already in her 20s, she feels like a girl, with a clear and innocent body that can't be concealed by her charming bones.

Xu Tinglan has completely forgotten the question she asked Gu Shuofeng before. She is like Einstein who suddenly had an inspiration. She just wants to pick up the paintbrush and draw all the thoughts in her mind!Crazy drawing all night without sleep!

She couldn't restrain the long-lost creative passion, she couldn't help but took a step forward, and grabbed Gu Shuofeng's hand by the door.

"I, can I draw you?!"

what?

What? ! !

Gu Shuofeng was stunned.

This... Why is this a little different from what she expected?

With Xu Tinglan's character, the normal reaction should not be a sincere thank you, and then she explained clearly.

In order to keep her catnip, she didn't want to compromise, go home, get married and have children to repeat the boring life. It happened that Wang Jianfei seduced her, so she took the evil path, and then saw her, the idol who had been buried in her heart for many years, and was instantly caught Redemption and conversion.

She originally wanted to lie before she knew that Wang Jianfei had a wife, so why didn't Xu Tinglan follow the routine?

Gu Shuofeng hadn't been addicted to anything for 9 years. Seeing Xu Tinglan, an artist who suddenly became crazy, he felt a little...unable to adapt.

This, is this really a bosom friend style urban marriage novel?

She remembered very clearly that Xu Tinglan never drew another picture until the end of the full text, even after Wang Jianfei and Xiaosan had a good time and she went away alone, she never drew again.

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Don't say anything, I will continue to live, and try to come back at six o'clock!