Together

Qin Su frowned and looked at him, and the experts in the same field in G City that he had contacted emerged in his mind, thinking about which well-known universities here have similar majors, and which well-known hospitals may need him in this direction...

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't have a good answer, so he had to wait until later to ask the contact person about the situation.

Seeing that Xing Wenfei was worried, maybe he was afraid that he would not want to think about this issue, so he raised his hand and rubbed Xing Wenfei's face with the back of his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll go and see the situation."

Xing Wenfei breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Qin Su, and said, "You can tell me your request, and I'll go and see if there is any place worth visiting here."

Qin Su smiled and nodded, then withdrew from his arms and said, "I'll take a bath first."

Xing Wenfei also got up quickly and followed him to the bathroom.

**

Qin Su took her parents to play in City G for two days, took a quick look at all the scenic spots that could be visited, and was taken by Xing Wenfei to eat at local specialty restaurants for two days. Qin Su had to go back to S because of work. city.

After being sent to the airport by Xing Wenfei, he had to go through the security check, so he gave him the red envelope that was going to be given to Xing Wenfei, and said, "This is the red envelope for the Spring Festival."

Xing Wenfei received the red envelope in his hand, opened it in front of him, and looked at it. There were 500 yuan in it, but these five pieces of [-]-yuan yuan were not important. The important thing was that each piece of money was folded into two pieces. The shape of overlapping squares.

Xing Wenfei looked at the stack of papers again and again, but he didn't understand. However, even if he didn't understand, he knew that this stacking method should have some meaning. Otherwise, Qin Su, who was reluctant to waste a little time, wouldn't Do boring things.Moreover, Qin Su, who gave him the red envelope, looked embarrassed and flushed, which further showed that the stack of papers had a certain meaning, most likely representing lovesickness, similar to the ancients giving red beans.

Xing Wenfei put away the red envelope, hugged Qin's mother again, and shook hands with Qin's father. He looked at Qin Su with burning eyes, and Qin Su waved to him, saying: "When you go back, drive carefully .”

Xing Wenfei nodded, and wanted to hug Qin Su, but he often walked in this VIP room, so the staff inside knew him, so he had no choice but to resist the urge to hug Qin Su, watching them enter through the VIP passage After the security check, he turned and left.

The first time Xing Wenfei sent Qin Su away, he used his mobile phone to check the meaning of what Qin Su folded. After distinguishing a lot of information, he determined that it should be a shape called "concentric square wins", which stands for " Concentric and united, communicate with each other" means.

Sitting in the car, Xing Wenfei held the five Fang Sheng coins in his hand. He could imagine that Qin Su compared the strategies given on the Internet to stack up Fang Sheng's scene one by one. Out of these five good ones.After all, each of these five stacked very well, he certainly couldn't do this with the first one.

Xing Wenfei thought that Qin Su was so cute and coquettish that he wanted to fold this shape to show his love, and at the same time he smirked sweetly.

He should find something to put the five Fang Sheng on. After thinking about it, he immediately had an idea, so he quickly started the car and drove back to the villa where he lived most often.

There is his studio in the villa. He painted a simple oil painting with gorgeous colors, fixed five pieces of Fang Shengqian on it, and asked Fang Shengqian to make flowers in the painting. When the painting was dry, he asked people to take the painting Go get framed.

Proud of his creativity, he took a photo and sent it to Qin Su.

It was already evening at this time, Qin Su went back to his home at school, and his parents were also at his residence.

Qin Su didn't have high requirements for the residence. He had been staying at Xing Wenfei's place for a while, and rarely came home. During his absence, Xiaoyu and Sister Chen cleaned his house clean and provided He prepared a lot of things, such as carpets, chests of drawers, hanging pictures, vases, floor lamps, air purifiers, electric oil heaters, water purification systems and other dry items in the house.

It turned the "slums" that Xing Wenfei called into a warm and stylish house.

Qin's father and Qin's mother are not people who don't understand beauty, so when they entered the house, they were immediately surprised. After looking around, they asked Qin Su: "This is what Xiaowen bought, right?"

Such a high aesthetic taste could never have been acquired by Qin Su, and could only be added by Xing Wenfei.

Qin's father and Qin's mother sighed very much: "Xiaowen is really a person who knows how to live. Look at this house. If it is to be sold, it can be sold for 10,000+ more than before."

Qin Su looked at the paintings hanging on the wall. Two authentic works by famous painters were more expensive than this house.He didn't want to hang paintings in this house at all, and he was worried that the paintings would be stolen, but Xing Wenfei said that the paintings hung in his house didn't look like valuable things, and no one would steal them, which made him feel at ease.

Qin's father and Qin's mother were sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating melon seeds and watching TV warmly, while Qin Su was chatting with Xing Wenfei in the bedroom.

Holding up his mobile phone, Xing Wenfei broadcast the oil painting with 500 yuan attached to it in all directions, "Am I particularly creative? After the painting is completely dry, I will frame it and hang it in the bedroom."

Qin Su really lacks aesthetics, and can't quite understand what the colorful blocks on the painting represent. He can only see the 500 yuan fixed on it. He stacked five Fang Sheng and hung them in the bedroom. Isn't this a public execution? , what a shame.

Qin Su's face was indescribable, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit it, and even praised Xing Wenfei: "You draw so fast, you finished a picture in one afternoon."

Xing Wenfei smiled and said, "This kind of painting is very fast. If I paint your portrait, it will be slower."

Speaking of this, he turned the camera to point at himself with the front camera, blinked at Qin Su, and said, "Thank you. I know what this means. It means two hearts and one heart, which is equivalent to Love letter. I got it and loved it."

Qin Su blushed because of this, and said, "As long as you like it."

Xing Wenfei asked, "How long did it take you to fold this?"

Qin Su didn't want to answer.

Xing Wenfei kept asking, "How long did it take? Susu?"

Qin Su blushed even more, and was embarrassed for a while, before saying: "In my hometown, I was bored anyway, so I found the strategy on the Internet and followed it up. It took about two nights. In fact, I did a lot of stacking, but I don't know much about it. If the other stacks are broken, the other five are better, so I will give them to you.”

The corners of Xing Wenfei's mouth turned up, and he smiled very sweetly, "How did you know to stack this?"

Qin Su thought for a while and said, "There is this in Romance of the West Chamber. I read it when I was still in school."

Xing Wenfei thought, his sullen romance is really unbearable.

Xing Wenfei wished he could fly to him to find him, but the reality was cruel, before he had time to say a few sweet words to Qin Su, there was a knock on the studio door.

Qin Su heard the knock on the door and said, "Is anyone looking for you?"

Xing Wenfei said: "It is estimated that the nanny asked me to have dinner."

Qin Su worried: "You haven't eaten dinner yet? Go and have dinner quickly. How can you keep painting without eating. Don't do this in the future."

Xing Wenfei didn't hang up the video, and went to open the door. The person standing outside the door was not a gentle and short nanny, but a tall man. It was Xing Wenfei's father, Xing Zhaoying.

Xing Wenfei was startled, and quickly put the phone into his trouser pocket.

Xing Zhaoying's eyes were full of scrutiny, "The nanny said you were painting in the studio, and said she was not allowed to disturb you. What are you painting?"

Xing Wenfei didn't want him to see his paintings, but Xing Zhaoying had already entered the studio and saw the oil painting with 500 yuan dotted in the center of the studio.

There are quite a few other paintings in the studio, some are finished works of well-known painters, some are finished works of Xing Wenfei's paintings, but most of them are not finished works, they are messy things drawn by Xing Wenfei when he is in a bad mood.

He also painted pictures for Qin Su, but they were all abstract, so others couldn't see why.

Xing Zhaoying stared at the painting, which was obviously newly painted, and reached out to touch the money fixed on it. Xing Wenfei hurried forward, took off the hood of the painting, and said, "Dad, what do you want from me?" Is it? Give me a call, and I’ll just go to your side to find you, why do you need to come to my place. "

Xing Zhaoying took the money back without touching it with her fingers, and said, "I called you, but you didn't answer."

Xing Wenfei was startled, thinking that he left the mobile phone in the study and forgot to bring it into the studio, so he had no choice but to say: "I forgot to bring the mobile phone in, and I have been drawing all the time."

Xing Wenfei looked casual and didn't panic. Xing Zhaoying sized him up and pointed at the painting: "What painting is this?"

Xing Wenfei laughed and said, "It's meaningless to paint casually?"

Xing Zhaoying looked at the color blocks on the painting, using bright colors on a large area, and glued red money on it.It's funny, but it's fun to watch.

Xing Zhaoying said, "Then send me off."

Xing Wenfei: "..."

Xing Wenfei was stunned and didn't answer in time.

Xing Zhaoying looked at him: "Won't you give it to your dad?"

Of course Xing Wenfei didn't want to, this is a love letter from Qin Su to him, what's the matter with giving it to his father?

Xing Wenfei thought for a while, and said, "I folded this money with the lucky money my mother gave me, and then glued it on top. I used a lot of bright colors to express celebration."

Xing Zhaoying really didn't want that painting anymore, he looked at Xing Wenfei with a strange expression, Xing Wenfei had already put away the happy smile just now, leaving a face of silence.

Xing Zhaoying couldn't say anything more, so she walked outside the studio.

Xing Wenfei followed him, and said, "I'll draw another painting for you. As long as you don't dislike my poor drawing. I only paint for fun, without any artistry."

Xing Zhaoying walked to his study and said, "If you are tired of painting, then you don't have to."

Xing Wenfei said: "Fortunately, I can take time to draw. I can draw a black and white color to match your office. What do you think?"

Xing Zhaoying looked back at him, "I want a warmer one, more like your mother's. Black and white are too depressing."

Xing Wenfei nodded: "Okay. I will customize one for you. It will be your birthday present then."

Xing Zhaoying was amused by him, and his originally dark face relaxed.

Xing Wenfei took his mobile phone from the desk to look at it, and found that his father really called him twice, but he didn't receive it.In addition to his dad's phone number, there are several other calls and some messages, but he doesn't want to answer them for now.If these people are in a hurry, they will also contact his special assistant, and the assistant will find a way to contact him.

Xing Wenfei rang the bell to ask the nanny to bring tea to his father, and then asked him if he was looking for something important.

Sitting on the sofa, Xing Zhaoying flipped through several books on the economic situation on the coffee table, and said, "Did you meet Ayun and Xiaoqian the day before yesterday?"

Xing Wenfei was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he was referring to Xing Zhiqian and his mother.Xing Zhiqian's mother is Miao Muyun, a woman of ethnic minority blood, who is good at dancing.Xing Wenfei knew this when he read her profile before.

"Well, I met in the Provincial Museum. There is an exhibition of impressionist painters in the Provincial Museum. I went to see it with my friends, and I met them." Xing Wenfei replied generously.

He was not worried that Xing Zhiqian and Miao Muyun would tell his father about their relationship with Qin Su. His father was a thoughtful person, and if he spoke ill of himself to such a thoughtful person, even if it was his own fault, he would Dad will also play fifty big boards on each side, and he will also hate people who talk about their tongues.

Xing Zhaoying said, "Which friend is it? Do I know him?"

Xing Wenfei smiled and said, "Dad, you are so busy, how many friends do you know of me? How could you know me?"

Xing Zhaoying couldn't continue to ask him this question for a while.

Xing Wenfei saw that his expression was not natural, so he continued to ask: "Did Zhiqian and the others say anything?"

Xing Zhaoying: "I just said that I met you and saw you with your friends. I came today just to see you."

Xing Wenfei said: "You are so busy, and you still take time to see me. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

Xing Wenfei was not the kind of son who would make his parents angry, his expression was so sincere at this moment that Xing Zhaoying couldn't find any fault in him.

Xing Zhaoying would come to him, not just to chat casually with his son, he was not so free yet.

The reason why he came was indeed that Xing Zhiqian said something to him, but Xing Zhiqian just said a few words casually, and did not intend to sue.

Xing Zhiqian said that he accompanied his mother to see Shengbo's art exhibition, and happened to meet his eldest brother, and saw him with a man in his thirties, and the two seemed to have a good relationship.

Xing Zhaoying felt a little concerned. As a father, he would care a little about his son's relationship anyway.

He asked, "What kind of man is he?" Because he remembered that when Xing Wenfei returned to G City, he said that he had work arrangements, so he couldn't stay in his hometown for the Spring Festival.

Arrangements at work, but visiting an art exhibition with a man?

Xing Zhiqian said: "Looks like he is about 30 years old, more refined. The two are very close."

The truth is that it is very intimate, in an unusually intimate way.

Even best friends don't usually have that sticky feeling.

Xing Zhiqian actually suspected that it was Xing Wenfei's boyfriend, but he didn't dare to say so in front of his father.

His father didn't like anyone speaking ill of Xing Wenfei.

Although Xing Zhiqian didn't say it clearly, Xing Zhaoying could still see something from his complicated expression.

During Chinese New Year, going to an art exhibition with a man is not something Xing Wenfei would do at all.

Xing Zhaoying stared at her son and said: "You are not young, you can talk about friends. Why, have you never met a suitable one? I thought your mother would worry about you, it seems that she only cares about herself Happy, I don't care about your love life and marriage at all."

Xing Wenfei frowned, he knew that his father had a lot of opinions on his mother, otherwise he wouldn't have slandered him so openly.

Xing Wenfei said: "Mom wanted to introduce a girlfriend to me, but I was too busy with work, so I refused. Besides, what age is it now, can you not fall in love freely? Parents introduced me, I don't think it's reliable."

Xing Zhaoying said with a sullen face, "Why is it so unreliable? I'm just introducing you to some candidates, and I'm not trying to force you to marry them."

Xing Wenfei said: "Aren't you and Mom an example?"

Xing Zhaoying: "..." This was almost the first time that Xing Wenfei had directly quarreled with his father. Xing Zhaoying's eyes sank and she looked at Xing Wenfei, "What do you want to say?"