what is your vision

Mo Ziyang was aroused, so he pulled a chair and sat at Zhou Yanchuan's desk.

"Yan Chuan," he said excitedly, "it's the first time I've discovered that you also have such a time when the fragrance of tea is overflowing!"

"What are you talking about... Get lost!" Zhou Yanchuan waved his hands irritably, "If you want to see the excitement, you should go."

"It's not watching the fun," Mo Ziyang smiled from ear to ear, full of energy to delve into gossip, "You can worry about this kind of thing, it means that friend is still very important to you, right?"

"nonsense."

"Then why don't you try?"

"Try—" Zhou Yanchuan realized what he meant, and gasped, "Don't be joking."

"I'm serious, I never saw you have any important female friends before," Mo Ziyang said indifferently, "Try it, what's the matter? Lovers also develop from friends, and they get along well from the beginning... ..."

Not female friends.

Zhou Yanchuan was speechless.

It was a fantasy for him to accept a man's love, whether it was true or not, just thinking about it made him break out in a cold sweat.

But Lu Yunchu is not just a passerby, and the relationship is so good, if he is sad because of his own reasons, Zhou Yanchuan is not willing to see it.

With such a pretentious mind, it is no wonder that Mo Ziyang said that he is "full of tea fragrance".

"Stop talking, you can't make it clear," he interrupted Mo Ziyang, who was talking eloquently, "Anyway, for some reason...it's really impossible."

Mo Ziyang suddenly felt bored, and felt embarrassed to "preach and teach", and regained a bit of seriousness: "Your friend... said she likes you, or is there a definite act of pursuing you?"

"That's not true," Zhou Yanchuan recalled all kinds of things during this period. Except for those too ambiguous paintings, Lu Yunchu's other behaviors were actually within the scope of friends, and those paintings were seen by him secretly, and he didn't know the other party. What kind of mentality to draw, "It's just what I... feel."

"Although your senses are sharper, it's not impossible to make mistakes," Mo Ziyang lost his patience completely, "Either show your cards directly and ask clearly, or—"

"Or what?"

"Either act like you don't know anything, or get along naturally, anyway, she didn't express it."

"Naturally." Zhou Yanchuan rubbed his forehead, "He should already know that I'm alienating him."

Lu Yunchu was very careful, how could he not notice something strange about the situation the day before yesterday.

"Ah?" Mo Ziyang curled his lips, "You're just guessing, if someone doesn't mean that to you, you will be alienated by you for no reason, it's a bit too..."

This is also what Zhou Yanchuan struggles with the most: the showdown, both of them are embarrassed; don't say it, but the attitude he shows now is to tell Lu Yunchu that he taboos getting along with him.

What if I misunderstood it?What would Lu Yunchu think?Keep saying that you don't mind his orientation, but in the end you are still alienating him?

"I think it's better to be clear," Mo Ziyang said half to himself, "Friends should be more frank, right?"

Without Mo Ziyang pointing it out, Zhou Yanchuan has almost made up his mind.He hates to cringe when things happen, to look forward and backward.It has been noticed by Lu Yunchu, so we must ask clearly as soon as possible.

Back home from work, he didn't know that Lu Yunchu was thinking about the same thing.

"Are you looking for me?" After Lu Yunchu pushed open the security door of his home, what he saw was Zhou Yanchuan who seemed to be about to knock on the door.

"Well," Zhou Yanchuan thought he was about to go out when he looked at him, "Are you going out?"

"I... I was going to find you."

"You're looking for—"

"You also have something to tell me, don't you?" Lu Yunchu looked at him as calmly as possible, "Then you go ahead and talk."

He wasn't sure if Zhou Yanchuan had read the picture album. In this case, it might be wiser to hand over the initiative.

But the two were still standing at the door, Lu Yunchu changed back to his slippers, turned to him and said, "If you don't mind, let's talk when you come in."

"Okay." The tension before knocking on the door seemed to be easily dispelled by Lu Yunchu's few words.

He felt that they had returned to the tacit friendship, and he hoped to convey his thoughts truthfully.

"Lu Yunchu, I want to say sorry to you first." He quietly observed the other party's reaction, Lu Yunchu's face was calm, "The day you were sick... I peeked at one of your picture albums."

Lu Yunchu knowingly asked, "Which book?"

"It's on the chest of drawers... it just fell open when it fell, so I just... took a look."

Lu Yunchu still didn't react much, he had already guessed the result, and he had already figured out how to respond.

"I've drawn too many," he said lightly, "what do you see?"

Maybe he acted too calmly, and Zhou Yanchuan couldn't judge whether he really didn't know, or he was just pretending to be stupid.

"It's a figure painting, all of them are..."

It's all me.He was a little speechless.

"Oh——" Lu Yunchu suddenly showed a clear expression, protracted his tone, and then laughed, "The whole picture is you?"

"En." Zhou Yanchuan nodded, embarrassment spreading in his heart.Judging by the other party's reaction, could it be that he really thought too much?

"So...you think I like you?"

Zhou Yanchuan was completely silent. If he didn't mean it that way, his behavior would be too much like a self-indulgent sentimentality.

"It scares you." Lu Yunchu smiled again, his tone was not serious, "If I really like you, will you have to die in embarrassment?"

"It's not that..." Zhou Yanchuan was a little relaxed, but also a little nervous. Relaxed because he felt that he had misunderstood, and nervous because he felt that it was inappropriate to say anything. Finally, he considered, "I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of problem. It doesn't matter if you are male or female.

"You are my friend, I really don't mind your orientation, this will never change, but if I mean if..."

"Okay, I don't have the what if you are worried about." Lu Yunchu picked up a notebook from the sofa, which was exactly the one Zhou Yanchuan had read, and he unfolded the notebook generously, "I like drawing, and there are books suitable for practicing pens. The material can be drawn."

Zhou Yanchuan understood something: "Are you purely practicing?"

"Yes," Lu Yunchu closed the book again, "You may not know that your appearance is very suitable for practicing drawing characters."

"Huh?" Zhou Yanchuan didn't understand art, and he didn't know the difference between portraits and portraits.

"Actually, I have drawn a lot of people. For example, when we were in college, Ruowei and I often drew each other's portraits. We drew several stacks, but we didn't know where to put them."

This statement is only half true at best.He and Ning Ruowei had indeed painted each other's portraits, but it was at Ning Ruowei's suggestion, and they only drew a few pictures before and after, not like painting Zhou Yanchuan at all.

"So you never liked me?" Zhou Yanchuan realized that he had made a big oolong, and wanted to bury his head in the sand like an ostrich.

"Don't think too much," Lu Yunchu said, "You are not my type."

Zhou Yanchuan exhaled comfortably, and asked with a smile, "Are we still friends in the future?"

"of course."

Lu Yunchu didn't lie about that sentence.

You are not my type, but I still like you.

He didn't want to say something against his will, and he didn't want to see Zhou Yanchuan harbor a grudge.

He likes Zhou Yanchuan who can completely relax in front of him and have no scruples.

So he played with words and surreptitiously changed concepts.