minister under clothes

Lu Qingyi is still an overly quiet person. Compared to Yan Tou who goes out mysteriously and busy every day, except for getting up and eating a small amount of food, he spends most of the time on the big sofa in the hotel reading, not doing anything for his gallery at all. Intend.

Of course Yan Tou wouldn't urge him, but occasionally seeing the gloomy look in his eyes would make him feel depressed: It was too easy to see that Lu Qingyi was not happy after leaving Paris.

This evening's official business ended relatively early, Yan Tou specially packed a few exquisite vegetarian dishes and rushed back to the hotel, so that someone could stay in the house according to his own wishes.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door full of expectation, the room was empty.

Unconsciously frightened, he hurriedly searched inside and out several times, only to see that there was still half a cup of coffee steaming on the table, so he took out his phone in a panic.

As a result, before the number was dialed, Lu Qingyi walked back nonchalantly with a box of cakes, still wearing his old clothes and slippers on his bare feet.

"Why did you go?" Yan Tou heaved a sigh of relief, his tone inevitably not very gentle.

Lu Qingyi raised the chocolate cake in his hand: "If you want to eat it, go downstairs and buy it."

Yan Tou said, "I bought food for you, don't eat indiscriminately."

Lu Qingyi closed the door and smiled: "Why, you thought I ran away?"

"I'm afraid you're in danger." Yan Tou set the table and chopsticks for him at the dining table, then turned around and awkwardly used the hotel's brand new kitchen to serve him hot soup.

Lu Qingyi stared blankly for a moment, walked over and hugged him from behind, and put his face on his firm and warm shoulders: "No, I won't disappear quietly again."

Yan Tou didn't know if he was overreacting, so he held his hand and said, "Let's eat."

Lu Qingyi bent his eyes and looked back at the food he bought: "Eat these with me every day...Aren't you a carnivore?"

"It happened to be too greasy to eat outside." Yan Tou complained while serving him soup: "Chinese people really like food."

"Did you go to a social event? Have you got a job?" Lu Qingyi asked.

Yan Tou nodded: "Well, grandpa asked me to be in charge of Arlene's Asian market promotion, which is quite easy."

Lu Qingyi is no longer ignorant of him. He knows that Arlene is the best-selling sub-brand in his grandfather's huge cosmetics kingdom. Its head-to-toe care products and various cosmetics are highly respected by women. The price and the customer base have never considered the Asian market. Now that we are starting to enter, there must be a lot of fanfare. I just thought about it and couldn't help humming: "It's really suitable for you, and I see beautiful women every day."

"Are you jealous, then you come to watch over me 24 hours a day." Yan Tou sat at the table with a smile and ate a casual meal.

Lu Qingyi lowered his eyes: "Not interested."

Yan Tou accepted the expression: "My grandfather cares about this brand very much, because it was designed for his first love. Unfortunately, the old man married three times in his life, but he never married her. Arlene is her name."

Lu Qingyi was not moved when he heard the words, but frowned instead: "Why do you like someone, but you can marry someone else?"

"Because of his ambition, he can't help himself." Yan Tou replied.

"Are you ambitious?" Lu Qingyi asked again.

Yan Tou raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

Lu Qingyi said, "I don't know."

Yan Tou put down his chopsticks: "Don't talk about this, go home tomorrow."

"Go home?" Lu Qingyi was puzzled.

Yan Tou said: "Are we going to live in a hotel for the rest of our lives? Of course we have to have a house."

Lu Qingyi snorted, not too excited, and said after a few mouthfuls of food, "En, good."

Originally thought that Yan Tou would definitely buy an empty and cold mansion, but the next morning the car took a very familiar route to Lu Qingyi.

Of course he is familiar with it, because the end of the route is the home where he has lived for 17 years.

"Mr. Yan, we're here." Rui Dan ordered the driver to stop, and then asked, "Shall I help you carry your luggage in?"

"I'll do it myself, you go and take care of your own affairs." Yan Tou had to stay in Beijing for life and death, and originally planned to send her back to New York alone, but Rui Dan chose to stay and continue working as an assistant. There must be a lot of trivial matters to deal with .

Lu Qingyi didn't participate in their conversation, got out of the car blankly, and asked softly when he reached the door, "How did you find it?"

"I haven't found it. I'll buy it after you leave. I know you're not willing." Yan Tou took out a real estate certificate from the windbreaker and handed it over.

Lu Qingyi opened it, and his name was impressively written inside.

"Don't be dazed, let's go in." Yan Tou interrupted his ecstasy, and took the two of them's suitcases into the gate first.

The room has been completely redecorated, but still retains the original old mahogany furniture. Surrounded by brand-new electrical appliances and ubiquitous warm designs, there is a kind of ordinary and warm life.

Lu Qingyi saw the kitchen from the living room, and walked into the bathroom from the kitchen, and couldn't help touching it.

The designer is very careful. Although the most modern convenience and texture are guaranteed, little traces of the old things are kept, as if the people living inside have never left.

"Lin Yilin helped with the arrangement, but it's a pity that the time is tight, I hope you are satisfied." Yan Tou said.

Lu Qingyi finally hummed sincerely.

"Come here." Yan Tou pulled him to the door of the bedroom, and pressed a switch with a remote control. The original bright light immediately turned into impenetrable darkness, and the warm air made people drowsy, and then he After a few random presses, very real ambient sounds sounded in the room. For a while, it was the rustling of the forest, and for a while, it was the distant silence of the waves. The fully three-dimensional effect in all directions is enough to confuse anyone's senses.

Lu Qingyi took the remote control and played it curiously a few times, then said: "I may never want to get up again."

Yan Tou smiled, and said again: "Then what about this one?"

After speaking, he took Lu Qingyi's hand and pressed the remote control.

The darkness receded, and it turned into starlight that filled the room and floated around him, which was very real.

Lu Qingyi stretched his hand towards the wall, only to realize that it was a stereoscopic projection from somewhere, and he laughed unconsciously: "It's so beautiful."

Yan Tou asked: "Do you like it? Brother Lin gave us a gift."

Lu Qingyi was busy looking at the stars, and nodded without thinking.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tou suddenly turned off the remote control, opened the curtains, and the bedroom became normal again surrounded by warm wallpaper.

Lu Qingyi frowned at him.

Yan Tou said, "I'll play again when I have time. You should explain this to me first."

As he spoke, he picked up the upside-down picture frame by the wall and held it in front of him.

It turned out to be the oil painting given by Wang Zijin back then. Due to being placed under the dark bed for a long time, Lu Qingyi in costume in the painting is still flawless, and the signature on the painting is naturally very dazzling.

"Oh, I forgot." Lu Qingyi said.

"Forget what, it's because you are reluctant to throw it away." Yan Tou couldn't help being depressed when he thought of Lin Yilin smiling and giving it to him.

"I'm not reluctant." Lu Qingyi said again.

Then he took the picture frame, pulled out the picture neatly, and tore it apart from the middle forcefully, tearing his face in half.

Yan Tou was speechless.

Lu Qingyi threw the painting on the ground and said softly, "This time, let's not do anything wrong again."

Yan Tou stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing canvas, a new life has arrived.

They don't know whether this time, whether it is really possible to prevent the past from repeating itself, but how could it not be a kind of feeling to let go of the little darkness that always can't help running out of their hearts, and to be able to embrace the person they like in the new home? happiness?