I am a rich man

A night of snow dyed the world white, and the shoes creaked in the snow, leaving a deep footprint.

Song Yuan held the chicken wing, watched it roll in the snow, squatted down and grabbed a handful of snow, and shaped it into a snowman shape.

His hands were red and stinging from the cold, Song Yuan quickly put the snowman in the snow.

The chicken wings rushed over in an instant, knocked the snowman apart in one bite, and then began to roll in the snow in front of Song Yuan, covering Song Yuan's body with snow in a short while.

Song Yuan: "..."

He pursed his lips, brushed the snow off his hair, and stared at the chicken wings.

Chicken Wing seemed to finally realize that he had done something wrong. He got up from the snow, lay there, looked at Song Yuan without blinking, and cried out after a while, pulled Song Yuan's trousers, and groaned.

Song Yuan pinched a snowman again, and the chicken wings looked at the snowman for a while, then opened their mouths again, looking at Song Yuan while going to bite.

"If you break it again, you will pay me." Song Yuan didn't stop it, but just spoke softly.

Chicken Wing closed its mouth, yelled twice, jumped up and ran to other places to play wildly.

There was the sound of stepping on snow behind him, and someone stopped behind him steadily.

Song Yuan turned around and met a pair of deep and dark eyes.

Gu Yingchi was dressed in black, with a tall and tall figure, cold brows, and abstinence and alienation when his thin lips were slightly pursed.He handed Song Yuan a glass of milk in his hand, and his gentle eyes dissipated the alienated breath on his body, "Morning."

Song Yuan took it, "Morning, thank you."

Gu Yingchi's eyes fell on the snowman piled up behind him, and then looked at Song Yuan.

The young man in front of him had a fair face, his nose was slightly red from the cold, and his fingers seemed to be red because they had just squeezed the snow, with a slight trembling.

Gu Yingchi raised his hand and rubbed Song Yuan's head, "Is it cold?"

Like a magic trick, he took out a hat for Song Yuan to put on, and tidied up his messy bangs.

The milk was hot, and quickly dispelled the coldness from his hands.Gu Yingchi's movements were very gentle, and Song Yuan couldn't help squinting his eyes halfway. Looking at Gu Yingchi's smooth jaw, he shook his head, "It's okay. Where did you put your hat before?"

"In the pocket," Gu Yingchi smiled and withdrew his hand, walked up to the snowman and squatted down, "Did you pinch it?"

He grabbed the snow ball, made a bigger snowman, and put it next to the little snowman Song Yuan made.

Two snowmen, one big and one small, stood side by side, Gu Yingchi suddenly let out a low laugh.

Song Yuan took a sip of the hot milk, and he couldn't help raising his eyes when he heard the laughter that obviously made people feel happy.

Gu Yingchi turned his back to him, unable to see the expression on his face.

Seemingly able to feel his gaze, Gu Yingchi stood up and turned his head to look at him.

The man had a gentle expression on his handsome and cool face, and Song Yuan's appearance was reflected in his deep eyes.The faint light shone between his brows and eyes, dyeing the originally sharp brows and eyes with a layer of warmth.

"I'll go to the company and take you to school." Gu Yingchi said, "By the way."

Song Yuan came back to his senses, didn't say the words of refusal in his mouth, but closed his eyes for a moment, agreed softly, and took the chicken wings home after thanking him.

When he got in the car, he handed Gu Yingchi a sandwich, "I made it myself, the taste should be okay."

Gu Yingchi took it with a low voice, "Thank you."

Song Yuan buckled up his seat belt, opened the window a little, and felt the cold wind blowing in front of him.

The car started, drove steadily for 10 minutes, and arrived at the school gate.

Song Yuan opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Gu Yingchi, "I'm leaving."

Gu Yingchi nodded and watched him walk into the school before driving away.

Song Yuan hasn't logged in to Weibo for the past few days. After arriving at the classroom, he logged in again, only to find that tens of thousands of private messages have been accumulated.

He posted a news about quitting Weibo, canceled his Weibo account, and found several official Weibos of comic apps.

After reading the comic author's request, Song Yuan sorted out his own drawings and prepared to submit them.

When asked to write down the signature, Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, and finally typed three letters: YCY, click send.

Selected in the morning and got a reply in the afternoon.

The editor felt that his style of painting was very suitable for drawing campuses, and asked him if he had any plans to participate in campus comics.Someone writes the script, he draws the comics, and the two sides cooperate.

Song Yuan refused, indicating that he likes to create alone and has already had an idea.

"If you create alone, it is calculated according to the income of the platform. My wife can apply for an account by herself and start creating. ^_^ Welcome my wife to join our "Sunday Comics". Already. Precautions..."

Song Yuan looked at the contract, and there was nothing wrong with it.He read the precautions again, went to the official website and registered a comic author account, and the name was still YCY.

As soon as he exited the software, he saw Song Yao standing behind him, tiptoeing, wanting to check his cell phone.

Meeting his gaze, Song Yao grinned, showing his white teeth, and smiled brightly, "Song Yuan, what are you doing?"

"Song Yuan, do you have time? I don't understand this question, can you explain it for me. Thank you, I will treat you to Malatang next time." As soon as Song Yao finished speaking, Zhuge Jifei, who was sitting in front of him, clasped his hands together. , with a begging face.

Song Yuan nodded slightly.

Zhuge Jifei rushed over immediately and pushed Song Yao aside, "Brother, if you're okay, don't stand here and make room."

Almost unable to stand still, Song Yao supported the table, subconsciously raised his hand to push Zhuge Jianfei, suddenly remembered where he was, withdrew his hand, and smiled softly, "Okay, I won't bother you if you have something to do."

Zhuge Jifei didn't turn his head back, said "thank you" to him, and then asked Song Yuan in a low voice, "Why is he staring at you all the time recently? I've seen him standing behind you several times, like a ghost. "

Song Yuan shook his head, glanced at the question that stumped Zhuge Jianfei, and patiently explained it.

Zhuge Jifei listened very carefully, and finally understood it, and was very excited.

There was no evening self-study at night, and the contract was sent away. Song Yuan went home quickly, started drawing the prologue after dinner, and uploaded the prologue to the website until one o'clock in the morning

Generally, after uploading, you will get a newcomer recommendation.The comics drawn by Song Yuan belong to the category of supernatural without CP, the name is "Next", and the cover is drawn by himself.

The male protagonist stood in the ruins, stretched out his hand to cover half of his face, revealing the other half of his face and that extremely strange pair of eyes, behind him were all kinds of strange ghosts.

The eerie cover is very conspicuous in many romantic comics, but since the "Sunday Comics" APP is downloaded by girls who are rushing to love comics and campus comics, even if the supernatural comics he released appear in the newcomer recommendation position, they will not No one is watching.

Song Yuan exited the software, and suddenly found that there was a new notification in Moments.

Click on it to see the two pictures sent by Gu Yingchi.

The first one is two snowmen, the second one is a sandwich.

Song Yuan liked it.

Gu Yingchi didn't add a few people on WeChat, among which Su Di was the most active, often checking Moments.Suddenly seeing Gu Yingchi's post, Su Di was taken aback, thinking that he had misread the name, and after confirming that the name was correct, he clicked on the picture and looked at it seriously.

Two snowmen, one big and one small, stand side by side. It is a very ordinary picture, nothing can be seen.

Sandwiches are also regular sandwiches.

But would Gu Yingchi suddenly post such an ordinary picture?

Gu Yingchi has never posted any Moments on WeChat. This account gives people the feeling that it is a dead account that no one uses. Su Diu usually gets no response when he sends messages to harass him. Only when he is serious will he get a response.

Because of this, Su Di once complained about it for several days.

If there is nothing wrong with the picture, it is really so ordinary, it can only mean that the person who built a snowman with him and gave him a sandwich must be extraordinary.

Su Di gave a like, and left a message: "You also post on Moments? It's strange!"

That statement went unanswered.When Su Tuo came to the company the next day, he went directly into the office. He originally wanted to tease Gu Yingchi, but unexpectedly, the office was empty and there were arranged documents on the table.

"Where's Gu Yingchi?" Su Di searched for a long time before finding He Cheng.

"Mister has something to deal with." He Cheng who was eating raised his head and said slowly.

"What's the matter?" Su Di frowned, noticing something was wrong, "Is he not taking you with something?"

Normally when Gu Yingchi went out, he would bring He Cheng with him.

He Cheng shook his head, swallowed the food in his mouth, "I don't know, maybe I went to another place, and my husband didn't tell me."

That being said, it's quite possible.

Gu Yingchi likes to wander around and explore various places by himself. Before, he would often disappear for a week and a half before returning.

He has been to so many places over the years that Su Dian couldn't count them.

"When did you go there? I didn't hear what he said." Su Di looked at He Cheng's food and clicked his tongue, "You eat these things at noon? Gu Yingchi's salary should be quite high, right? Eat something nutritious."

The food in the box was blurry, it looked extremely unnutritious and unpalatable.

Su Di said: "All the dishes I stir-fry look better than this one. Whose takeaway do you order? Tell me and I will avoid a thunderstorm."

He Cheng was silent for a moment, and then replied that he didn't know, and did not answer Su Tuo's other words.He lost the desire to eat, so he packed up the food and threw it away.

Su Di thought it was a bit weird, but he didn't think too much about it. Before leaving, he glanced at He Cheng, only to find that He Cheng looked much more haggard than before, just like the food he ate.

*

In six days, Song Yuan drew three episodes and posted them on the website.

Not long after the third episode was posted, someone left a message. Song Yuan only found out about those messages after getting on the bus on Monday.

"This painting style! I really like it!"

"Ah, when is the next update! I was attracted by the cover! This cover is so beautiful."

"Oh my god! It's the first time I've seen a cartoon with this style of painting. It's a bit pretty. I've saved it. Great work!"

"Huh? Is it supernatural? The prologue scared me... I'll wait until there are more people."

Song Yuan replied one by one.

The weather is sunny, the temperature is rising, and the snow has all melted.

When he got out of the car and walked into the school gate, Song Yao, who had just got off the car, called him.

The car next to him belonged to Mrs. Song, Song Yuan remembered, he turned his light and stepped into the school gate.

Seeing Song Yuan, Mrs. Song frowned, but she still didn't say what she wanted to say, whispered a few words to Song Yao, and then rubbed Song Yao's head, "Don't pay attention to Song Yuan at school, treat him as a stranger Do you know? If he wants to use you to return to the Song family, it is impossible."

Song Yao nodded in response, turned around and ran into the school, catching up with Song Yuan.

"Song Yuan, good morning, have you had breakfast? If you haven't eaten, do you want to go have some together?"

He was all smiles, and he seemed to have a close relationship with Song Yuan as if they were friends.

Song Yuan didn't say a word, Song Yao didn't give up, and continued: "Don't ignore me, I've told you that I want to get along with you well, let's be like ordinary classmates, I talk to you and you answer me Just say no. How embarrassing you are for ignoring me."

"How did you know how to play the piano? When did you learn it? Could it be that you are very talented, and you will be able to do it in a day? That video, many people on Weibo praised you, I watched it again, it is indeed very good. Great. I think the piano I have learned for so long is not as good as you. We can communicate and play the piano."

"I'm not interested." Song Yuan walked into the classroom and put his schoolbag on the table.

"Well, it's fine if you're not interested, but if you don't ignore me, I'll be very sad." Song Yao lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

The other students in the classroom looked at it one after another. Just when Song Yao raised his lips and showed a slightly smug smile, those students spoke out.

"Song Yao, are you annoying? Can you stop harassing Song Yuan?"

"If you're really full and have nothing to do, and want to talk nonsense to someone, come over to us and don't bother Song Yuan, okay?"

"Are you seeing Song Yuan's bad temper and ignoring you, so you can push your nose on your face?"

"That's right, it's been too much these days. It's annoying to keep pestering Song Yuan."

"..."

A few classmates said one sentence to another, and the more angrily they spoke, the smile on the corner of Song Yao's mouth froze instantly.

After a while, Song Yao raised his head, his eyes were red, "I'm sorry, I didn't think so much, I just want to talk to Song Yuan, I don't mean anything malicious."

That expression seemed to have been wronged, and the other students slowly entered the classroom. They didn't react when they saw him like that, as if they were used to his drama.

The only one who reacted was Gu Yuhe. When he came in, he was overjoyed to see his heartbroken look. He sat next to him with a lollipop in his mouth and patted his shoulder, "Brother, what are you performing today? Let me guess, right?" I feel wronged but I don’t talk about it?”

Song Yao couldn't hold back, slapped his hand away, and walked away with a cold face.

Gu Yuhe bit down the lollipop, "You're not happy about it! I hate it~"

The other students burst out laughing.

Song Yao sat in his seat, frowning, and felt for the first time that this class was completely beyond his ability to fit in.

But so what, his purpose is not to blend in, but to disgust Song Yuan.

*

In a week, Song Yuan updated two more chapters of comics.

Perhaps it was because of the signing recommendation after signing the contract, from the initial few people who followed up to hundreds of people.

This week, Song Yuan hadn't seen Gu Yingchi, and he sent Gu Yingchi an inquiry message three days ago, but he didn't get any reply.

Song Yuan stared at the watch box in his hand, frowned for a moment, opened the drawer and put the box in, turned off the light and went to bed.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was still gloomy after seven o'clock. As soon as Song Yuan got off the bus, it started to rain.

He took out the umbrella in his bag and opened it, and was hit by someone the next second.

"I'm sorry." The boy who was rushing forward turned his head and glanced at Song Yuan, leaving an apology that could not hear any apology, and then rushed into the campus.

It was Du Feiheng, Song Yuan remembered him.

Song Yuan raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Grass, grandson Du Feiheng." There was a slightly angry cursing voice behind him. Song Yuan turned around and saw Gu Yuhe covering his head with his coat. When he saw Song Yuan, his eyes lit up. Some hesitation.

Song Yuan walked up to him, hesitated for a moment, "You..."

"Song Yuan, do you know..."

The two spoke at the same time, and then both froze.

"Should we ask the same question?" Gu Yuhe blinked, "Let me ask first! I want to ask if you know where my uncle is. I went to my uncle's house yesterday to look for him, but I couldn't find him. Ask He Cheng, He Cheng said he doesn't know either. Do you know where my uncle went?"

"I don't know." Song Yuan pursed his lips, "Don't you know?"

It was indeed the same question that they both wanted to ask each other.

"I don't know." Gu Yuhe said with a sad face: "My uncle couldn't get in touch with him for a month in Changming Village last time. This has never happened. Oh yes, I remembered, my uncle likes it. Go outside, I don’t know if I went outside this time.”

Song Yuan: "Turn outside?"

"It's because he likes to go on adventures." Gu Yuhe explained, "Before, he would disappear for a week or half a month before reappearing. I don't know if this is the case this time."

Song Yuan let out a "hmm", narrowed his eyes and said, "If he comes back, please tell me."

"Okay." Gu Yuhe seemed to remember something, walked a few steps and then suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yuan, hesitatingly said: "Song Yuan, you... um, I... Forget it, I won't ask!"

"You want to ask me if I care about Gu Yingchi so much, do I like Gu Yingchi?" Seeing how entangled he was, Song Yuan saw what he was thinking and asked softly.

Gu Yuhe nodded, shook off the rain on his coat, and said with a smile: "Song Yuan, I have never seen my uncle love anyone, you are the first one. I think my uncle also likes you. Although You may not believe it, but..."

"I believe it." Song Yuan interrupted him and walked into the school.

"Ah?" Gu Yuhe's eyes widened, he caught up with him, and murmured, "Do you believe that? I thought you would never believe me when I said that."

The two stopped in the corridor, Song Yuan put away the umbrella, looked into the foggy distance, and said, "Gu Yingchi has already told me."

"What did you say?" Gu Yuhe didn't react for a while, and after he finished speaking in doubt, he thought of something, excited and unbelievable, "My uncle...he confessed to you?"

He approached Song Yuan, and asked carefully in a voice that could only be heard by two people, for fear of being overheard by others.

Song Yuan nodded, without much expression on his face.

Gu Yuhe leaned on the wall with a look of shock, and then felt normal.

He just said that his uncle treated Song Yuan very differently!

It turned out that his uncle really liked Song Yuan and had already confessed it!

Who can think of such a speed, who can believe it.

Gu Yuhe could still think of the scene where his own father was so excited that his eyes shed tears when he found out about this.

"Auntie!" He reached out and grabbed Song Yuan's arm, stared at Song Yuan with piercing eyes, and blurted out, "I have an auntie!"

Song Yuan: "...?"

Gu Yuhe immediately let go of his hand, and lowered his head in embarrassment, "I, I'm so excited, don't mind auntie."

"I'm not your aunt, don't call me aunt." Song Yuan said, "I'm not with Gu Yingchi."

"Okay, future aunt, I understand, future aunt." Gu Yuhe nodded seriously.

Song Yuan: "..."

He looked at Gu Yuhe, only to realize that Gu Yuhe didn't know what he was thinking, with a dazed look on his face, knowing that it was useless to explain to him now, so he didn't say anything else.

The umbrella was almost controlled by the water control, Song Yuan turned and walked to the stairs, and just stepped on the first flight of stairs when he was hit by someone.

Song Yuan immediately put the umbrella in his hand on the stairs, held the handrail with the other hand, and turned around after standing firmly.The moment he saw Du Feiheng, he stared at him coldly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Du Feiheng blinked innocently, "A classmate was chasing me, and I bumped into you by accident. Are you okay? Is it hurting, and you look so bad?"

Sure enough, there were a few classmates chasing after him, with a playful look on their faces.

Song Yuan withdrew his gaze and continued to walk upstairs. Even if he didn't look back, he could feel Du Feiheng following him.

Without looking back, he said in a cold voice, "Stay away from me."

Du Feiheng paused, and immediately caught up with Song Yuan, "What do you mean stay away from you? This staircase belongs to the school. If I walk on the stairs, I will follow you? Your face is too big, Song Yuan."

He raised his hand to touch Song Yuan's shoulder, but Song Yuan raised his hand and slapped him away with an expression on his face.

The speed was too fast, and by the time Du Feiheng realized it, Song Yuan had already walked up the stairs and disappeared around the corner.

"How is it?" Several students caught up and asked about the result.

Du Feiheng smiled all over her face, "I didn't expect her temper to be quite spicy."

"If you want me to tell you, is it necessary?" The classmate hesitated to speak, "He's hard to get in touch with at first sight. If you annoy him like this, you might do something. Besides, he's a sought-after figure in the school now. , You didn't see the girls in our class, all of them changed their attitudes, seeing him was like seeing a star, their eyeballs wanted to stick to him."

"That's exciting, isn't it?" Du Feiheng grinned, "It's fun to be exciting."

Seeing him like this, the classmates couldn't say anything.

Du Feiheng smiled and was just about to go down the stairs when she was caught by her collar and pressed against the wall.

"You fucking hit me in the morning and ran away, and then hit my aunt... Song Yuan, I didn't bother with you, you just hit again? Are you a collision machine? Are you itchy if you don't touch anyone for a while? "Gu Yuhe punched the wall next to Du Feiheng's ear, with a cold smile, "Du Feiheng, do you want to fight?"

"Fuck you," Du Feiheng was taken aback, her expression darkened, "I apologize for bumping into you this morning, as for Song Yuan... none of your business."

"If you continue to intentionally harass Song Yuan, you can see how I can punish you." Gu Yuhe raised his hand and patted Du Feiheng's cheek, smiling ruffantly.

Although a sentence sounds like a joke, it makes people have to believe it.

Du Feiheng pushed him away, and said irritably, "Okay, I'm just interested in Song Yuan to attract his attention on purpose, it's not some kind of harassment to dislike him."

The smile on Gu Yuhe's face froze, his expression distorted.

Du Feiheng really didn't know that he said that he was not targeting Song Yuan. Why did he look worse than before, and when he was about to leave, Gu Yuhe caught him again, "Don't hit Song Yuan and pay attention."

"Why are you so nosy? I'm going to fight, what's wrong?" Du Feiheng was annoyed, she broke away from Gu Yuhe's hand, and ran away.

Looking at his back, Gu Yuhe laughed angrily, and thought of something, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Gu Yingchi, "Uncle, if you don't come back, your wife and my aunt will be kidnapped and run away by bad guys."

Without a reply from Gu Yingchi, Gu Yuhe sent another message, "Uncle, don't play around and disappear. TAT."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-0723:52:42~2021-02-0823:57:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ayu AYU; 2 bottles of Qiuqiu, Shangguan Lingyao, and Qiao Er; 1 bottle of Fengyun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!