I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Gu Fengyao is a rough-skinned and thick-skinned person.

Specifically, his face was not swollen, but it was red. It was so obvious that many people were stunned when they saw it. He closed the door as if he didn't notice it, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek. It seems to have broken the skin.

Gu Fengyao looked down at the documents, and there was a folder signed by Qin Xixi in it. He raised his eyebrows lightly, and he really got it done.

Gu Fengyao signed, and he was processing documents all day long, but his efficiency was not very good. Just as Zhang Lin came in, he stopped writing and said carefully, "Zhang Lin, you..."

Zhang Lin stood upright, waiting for him to speak.

Gu Fengyao paused: "Forget it, I forgot that you don't have a boyfriend."

Zhang Lin has no expression on his face, do single dogs have no human rights these days?

Gu Fengyao didn't mean that, he didn't know what to say, after all he did such a wrong thing, no matter how slow he was, a slap on the face was enough to wake him up, and he provoked Huanhuan again.

How to save it?

He didn't even dare to act rashly, there was no one to teach him, Gu Fengyao had no way to start, he never had such intentions, his habitual thoughts bewitched him, this relationship was not pure from the beginning, it would be better to be thorough... Gu Fengyao frowned fiercely ,impossible!

He tore off his tie, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Does he really believe in love at first sight?No, to put it bluntly, it's just for sex.

The first time we met Jingda, the second time we met, he already had the idea to put the young man in his own cage, not the second time, but also the third time, the fourth time, the result was better than he thought to be better.

But he never knew that he would fall into it.

This thought continued until after get off work, but Gu Fengyao couldn't make up his mind, so he restrained his instinct and returned to his residence.

Dahei squatted at the door, the part-time worker had already packed everything, he fired Xu Ma, and cooked by himself, never knew it was so difficult, it was salty and bitter, Dahei sniffed his plate of dark dishes, and suddenly there was smoke Jumped down and ran away without looking back.

Gu Fengyao couldn't laugh or cry.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, it was time for dinner. With a thought, he opened the door, but there was no movement next door. Did Huanhuan eat?Did something happen?Or rest at home?

Messy thoughts were mixed together, unfortunately, Mr. Gu didn't guess any of them.

In one day, Gu Qianhuan only drew the prototype of the huge canvas. He washed off the paint on his body, and the young man in the mirror became paler and paler, like an unlucky guy who was sucked out of the spirit of a ghost in a ghost story.

Gu Qianhuan sneered, that face suddenly became attractive, it was probably too pale, and a little bit of scarlet color made it alluring.

With no one to supervise, Gu Qianhuan skipped eating and fell on the bed, the bones under the muscles made the sound of soreness and crackling, and he fell into one nightmare after another.

In the dream, there was a thick fog that could not be seen clearly. He stood in the same place, surrounded by a blank space, unable to see the way when he came, and couldn't find the way to leave.Unable to move forward, unable to retreat, obviously already so big, still crying for Mom and Dad, like a child who will never grow up.

In the white fog, he saw the figures of his parents, but couldn't see their faces clearly, only the faint silhouettes in front of him, and they waved to him: "Huanhuan, come here."

He walked forward and walked, the white mist all over the sky disappeared in an instant, the road under his feet was suddenly empty, the sense of weightlessness pulled him to lower his head, and the bottomless abyss was like the mouth of a giant beast.

He fell completely into the abyss and fell to pieces.

Gu Qianhuan opened his eyes suddenly, his body was covered with sticky sweat, he got up later and later, the nightmare was like a sticky swamp covering his mouth and nose, he got up slowly and walked into the bathroom.

The out-of-focus gaze falls on a certain place, and I can no longer feel the light of the sky and the passage of time. I live like a dream, and I struggle between waking up and dreaming every day.

Day by day, he lived in seclusion, except to go out to take out the trash, he had been drawing and revising in the studio, his face became paler and paler, only his bright red lips seemed to be smeared with blood.

Gu Fengyao looked at him through the cat's eyes. The young man's work and rest were really irregular. Apart from taking out the trash and going out from time to time, he could stay in the house all day. It took luck to even see him.

Gu Fengyao thinks he looks like a pervert.

He covets the neighbor at the opposite door, and he doesn't know how long the restrained affection can last. For example, now, when he catches a glimpse of Gu Qianhuan's pale cheek, the soft flesh on his face when he first saw it has completely disappeared, and he is getting thinner and thinner.

He finally couldn't restrain himself, those deep black eyes were like a bottomless whirlpool.

Suddenly, Gu Qianhuan's footsteps faltered, and he turned his head to look at the anti-theft door. His gaze seemed to pass through the cat's eyes to the man behind him. He fixed his gaze before turning and leaving.

Slowly, like a cat.

Gu Fengyao tightened his jaw, and after recovering, he realized that he had forgotten to breathe. His heart was beating wildly, and he looked at each other for a moment, knowing that he couldn't find it, but he still tensed his nerves.

A faint excitement crawled into his brain.

Huanhuan is looking at him.

A certain emotion prevailed, and from that day on, there was always a fresh meal at Gu Qianhuan's door, packed in an exquisite wooden box, a lily flower studded with dew, pure white and eye-catching.

He never touched it.

From anticipation to disappointment, Gu Fengyao leaned against the door dejectedly, one didn't pay attention, Dahei ran out, he chased out the door, and saw a black tail disappearing in the slightly opened door.

What attracts him is not the house, but the people in the house, and the people he misses live there.He was short of breath, lingering in front of the door, a little light overflowed from a crack, like a spark igniting his desire.

Gu Fengyao pursed his lips tightly, the demon in his heart took the upper hand, he only took one look at it.

It was the first time he came in, and it was different from what he had imagined. He smelled the usual smell of young people, exuding a faint and cool fragrance, with a firm and gentle power, just like him.

The house is full of traces left by the owner, and the opened paint boxes are piled up on the side of the table, almost solidified.

Through the door, he heard light laughter from a distance.

"Apat, what do you think?"

"I like this very much, but will you be tired if you stay with me all the time?"

Gu Fengyao's heartbeat was suffocated, and a shadow fell from the half-covered door. He didn't know what they said, but he felt anxious. He walked two steps forward, and suddenly a sharp meow sounded in the living room , he glanced at the door, through the door, the sound of footsteps came from far and near.

Gu Qianhuan came out of the studio. He was dressed in white, with his open neckline revealing his delicate collarbone. Small red moles adorned his snow-white flesh. After seeing the situation clearly, his pretty brows frowned slightly. An unexpected visitor from the living room entered the room—a A sleek black cat with a sleek body.

Little Pear Blossom's fur exploded, it was no longer the kitten it used to be, and when it got up, it dared to breathe out at the big cat that was bigger than it, and raised its tail to warn the foreign cats that invaded its territory.

Seeing its owner, it restrained its breath for a moment, and called out to him coquettishly. The calm big cat opened its eyes wide, quite humanely surprised.

Little Pear Blossom turned her head and exhaled: What are you looking at!

It arched its back, and even Gu Qianhuan didn't know what it had learned during the time it was separated from itself, its aggressive appearance was just like a little tigress.

He waved to it: "Little Pear Blossom, come here."

The kitten tilted its head and jumped into Gu Qianhuan's arms, while the black cat looked at the jumping little pear blossom. Gu Qianhuan was thinking about what to do when there was a knock on the door.

It's Gu Fengyao.

Gu Qianhuan glanced at him: "Your cat?"

Gu Fengyao froze into a stone: "Yes."

Gu Qianhuan stared at him intently, just when Gu Fengyao thought he was going to say something, he just lowered his eyes: "Oh, then take the cat away."

He caressed the kitten, the gentler he was, the more cruel he was to himself.

Has he forgotten it all?Does he not care at all?

Gu Fengyao clenched his fingers, glanced at the closed door panel from the corner of his eye, his eyes became colder a little bit, and his tone was a bit hoarse: "Huanhuan, I have a cat."

Not just a narrative, he wants to tell the youth, I have changed, can you wait for me?

Gu Qianhuan raised her eyes, as if she didn't understand his sudden words, she said softly, "Then, congratulations?"

The cooperation between talented painter Blindsight and Gu's has been rumored all over the city, and all the proceeds will be donated to the Charity Fund Association. For a while, countless people paid attention.

Gu Fengyao started to get busy, leaving early and returning late.

After work this day, he heard a voice: "Mr. Gu?"

Xu Yanzhi smiled brightly at him, Gu Fengyao was in a trance for a moment, thinking of the young man, his smile was like an epiphyllum blooming and closing in the dark night, after that he couldn't hear clearly what Xu Yanzhi said, and the other party noticed his strangeness, and his every move was even more cryptic anxious.

After he left, Gu Fengyao called Zhang Lin, his eyes turned cold: "Check."

Xu Yanzhi's being too impatient gave away his flaws. If he kept his law-abiding behavior, he might never notice it, but he was wrong because he was too impatient. The whereabouts of President Gu's whereabouts would not be so obvious to others.

Gu Fengyao began to doubt whether it was a coincidence or an ulterior motive from the beginning to the present.

At Gu Qianhuan's house, he brought out the brewed tea, and Zheng Zhongxu waved his hand: "Okay, okay, don't do it, let the teacher see, how is your life recently?"

Gu Qianhuan twitched the corners of her mouth and didn't dare to move. Sure enough, he said something again. Seeing that he was skinny, Zheng Zhongxu said with pity: "Why don't you take your body seriously? Your parents are in the spirit of heaven. ——" He paused suddenly, "Your parents will feel bad too."

Gu Qianhuan remained silent, but Zheng Zhongxu opened up the chatterbox. Gu Qianhuan's parents were both artists, and his artistic talent was inherited from his parents. The most outstanding oil painting was also his father's profession. At that time, Zheng Zhongxu's reputation was not obvious. The kind of late bloomer, so the two of them had no chance to meet each other.

Zheng Zhongxu sighed: "Your parents definitely want you to be happy, don't work too hard, what are you in a hurry for?"

He suddenly mentioned one thing while talking: "Your parents didn't leave anything behind, right? Don't tell anyone."

Gu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, what do you mean by that?"

Zheng Zhongxu took a sip of tea with a smile: "It's nothing important, you'll know it later."

Before he left, Gu Qianhuan led him to the studio. Zheng Zhongxu was full of expectations for what he said was the finale, but after actually facing it, he realized that he had still underestimated his apprentice.

The huge painting follows Gu Qianhuan's usual style, with strong emotions that are ready to come out. The thick and colorful tones are intertwined with evil and strange beauty. The dark red cracks on the top are densely covered with cobwebs, and the hot breath rushes towards the face, enveloping a great deal of malice , and like... rushing blood vessels, the thin walls reveal the indescribable mystery of life.

The paintings that have not been completed yet have enough power to touch the soul.

"What did you draw?" He asked tremblingly.

Gu Qianhuan said in a deep voice: "Magma, the magma erupted from the volcano, ablates all life at high temperature, it's such an overbearing thing, it will explode when it flows into the sea water. Teacher, isn't this interesting?"

The author has something to say: one more, and two more should be around nine o'clock, it may be later, not later than today!