I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Even though it was a few days of rest, Gu Qianhuan was not idle, and tried her best to search for all the information about the key, but if she couldn't find it, Gu Qianhuan set her sights on the key.

The style of the brass key is too ordinary, but its weight far exceeds that of ordinary keys, and it is heavy in the hand.

Gu Qianhuan wore the key and hung it around his neck with a red string. After looking for it for a few days, there was no movement. Instead, his father Gu Yicheng accidentally discovered his recent movements. He asked, "What mechanism do you think this key has?"

Gu Qianhuan lowered her eyelashes, and her open and closed eyes showed a bit of nostalgia: "This is a relic left by my parents. They... walked away very suddenly. I want to find it."

Gu Yicheng put down the newspaper and gave him a boost. When he was young, he was eager for public justice and knew a lot of people.

"There is a locksmith shop in the south of the city. The owner is Mr. Zhao. He specializes in making keys and locks. When he was young, he traveled all over the country. His craftsmanship is very good. You can go and see him."

Gu Qianhuan got the address from Gu's father, and went there on the day of departure. She didn't know whether she was excited or nervous along the way, and talked to Gu Fengyao halfway.

"I went to find him?"

Gu Fengyao nodded, wearing a black crisp coat, standing on the snow-covered street, like a meaningful painting, the person in the painting followed the young man in his heart, and found a wooden signboard. The smile on Gu Qianhuan's face has not yet lifted After catching a glimpse of the closed shop door, he fell down quickly.

"no one?"

They rushed to nothing, and learned from the neighbors that the other party would return to his hometown, and it would take half a month to come back.

Gu Qianhuan responded, and asked his neighbors to call him when Mr. Zhao came. He walked around a deserted street corner, and he turned his head and threw himself into Gu Fengyao's arms, with a listless tone: "I have to wait for a long time..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that his own reaction, as well as his coquettish tone, seemed to be not him. Gu Qianhuan was ashamed and annoyed. He wanted to break free from his embrace, but unfortunately Gu Fengyao had already reacted, and his arms clasped his lover's waist. Laughing softly: "Huanhuan, why are you so shy?"

Now it's much better than he imagined, and he's seeing more and more aspects of youth that are unknown to outsiders. This is a limited surprise that belongs to him alone.

Gu Fengyao showed extraordinary gentleness, and when he returned home, Gu Qianhuan was still a little dazed and unable to react.

How should I put it, compared with the Gu Fengyao he met at the beginning, they looked like two people, he subconsciously touched the man's face, Gu Fengyao was putting on an apron, his movements froze, and he turned his head to meet the young man's gaze: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Gu Qianhuan recover, her fingertips still pressed against his cheek, she shook her eyelashes, and said nothing.If it wasn't for sure, looking at this identical face with completely different expressions, Gu Qianhuan felt that at first, he might mistakenly think that Gu Fengyao had a twin brother.

Gu Fengyao is cooking in the kitchen.

He leaned against the door frame, looked at the busy man, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, there was a blunt collision sound in the kitchen, Gu Fengyao was tall and straight in a dark apron, the long floral apron only reached above his knees, and Not feminine, on the contrary, there is an indescribable tenderness.The warm light hit the man's body, and the light spread and scattered, outlining his deep outline.

From that day on, Gu Fengyao was basically cooking cat food.Gu Qianhuan didn't even have a chance to move his mouth. He was really terrified of the scene at the beginning, but if the knife was a little bit off, what fell would not be the ground, but Gu Qianhuan's body.

Even if the medicine was changed back and the condition was stabilized, Gu Fengyao did not dare to take the slightest risk.

The result was bound to make him unbearable.

After the meal, Gu Qianhuan nestled on the sofa, and Xiaolihua nestled on the soft pillow on one side, which was its exclusive cushion. Dahei watched silently, and when he got closer, he got a paw.

Before they left, they hired a cleaner, and Xiao Lihua took good care of her. When she saw the owner she hadn't seen for a long time, she immediately clung to her. Gu Qianhuan rubbed it from the head to the tip of the tail. In the end, it turned into a comfortable snoring. It has a really good personality, sticky and protective.

I just don't know why, whenever Gu Fengyao came up to him, there would always be meowing non-stop, Gu Fengyao complained to him, it was not like this before, he listened and counted the time.

"Boom".

From blush to the root of the neck.

Gu Fengyao asked: "What's wrong?"

Gu Qianhuan didn't dare to look at him at all. Little Lihua's abnormality was the day when he pressed him on the sofa and messed with it a few times. When he touched the tip of the kitten's nose, Gu Qianhuan felt ashamed to touch it with his fingertips. curl up.

"It's nothing." He replied stiffly, and went into the studio to plan when to recover and when to go back.

The painting he wants to participate in has not yet dried in the shade and needs final adjustments. Gu Qianhuan looked at the large abyss blue tone, and the trembling lines created a texture of abyss waves. The gorgeous flames on the top layer are compelling. burning effect.

The overflowing flames softened at the edges, Gu Qianhuan bit her lower lip, and made the final touches almost in one go. This kind of inspiration is hard to come by. Even today, when he looks at this painting again, he still has a kind of incredible feeling. Feel.

It has a completely different power from his previous paintings, softer and warmer. The previous works portrayed pain, but this "Burning" is tempered and sublimated from pain. It has unparalleled beauty and unparalleled warmth.

As if buried for a whole winter, the unsealed lake under the white ice and snow, and the tender green shoots reshape the soul. To some extent, it darkens Gu Qianhuan's current state, like a sea of ​​flowers swaying on the ruins, endless Absolutely.

The door of the studio was quietly pushed open, Gu Fengyao walked in lightly, carrying a fruit plate, and when he entered, he was attracted by such a large-scale painting, and forgot to lift his footsteps.

It was Gu Qianhuan who found him and yelled something before reacting.

These are two completely different styles from the paintings he has seen before. Delicacy, softness, enthusiasm, and fire. All bright and bright words can be placed on this painting. It is like a big fire. In the world, roaring unscrupulously.

It was also as if he had cut open his soul.

Gu Fengyao felt feverish all over his body, he asked, his voice was already hoarse: "Who is this?"

Gu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment: "Do you see that this is a person?"

Gu Fengyao nodded, and the pounding of his heart accelerated, making him unable to even be calm.The liquid rushing in the veins ranged from scalding to burning.The continuous wind constantly stirred up the flickering fire in his heart.

Gu Qianhuan laughed and played a riddle: "It is the one you are most familiar with."

He felt that if he said it, the man might be so proud that he would go to heaven.

It's night, in the villa area.

Xu Yan kicked over the drawing board in pain, and even the painting on it was smashed by him, and all the hard work in the past few days was in vain.

He didn't regret it, he just hated, hated why such a vulgar painting was made by himself.During the day, he specially invited a teacher, and he was complacent about his own hard work and diligence. The months of hard work of others directly shortened the time to him by half. It was not until the teacher commented and compared with others that he realized painfully that he had How conceited.

He didn't dare to face the teacher's disappointed expression, he couldn't even compare to his brother's posthumous work, it was so bad, it was a piece of shit!

The teacher's comment kept echoing in my mind: "This is your work? You told me before that you want to aim for Blindsight. Look at your work, and then look at Blindsight's work. What do you compare with him? It is destined to be inferior He is not even one millionth as good as the other party, and children's graffiti is more beautiful than your low-quality, shoddy work! Xu Yan, you will never be able to compare with him in your life!"

Xu Yan was in great pain, his self-esteem had already been trampled under his feet, he was desperate, angry, and finally turned into resentment towards Gu Qianhuan, why does Gu Qianhuan exist in this world, why does Blindsight exist!

Why is he not like his brother, go to hell!

He hated Gu Qianhuan so much, he knew that at the Lan Olympiad, if the opponent appeared, he could only end up like a stepping stone, and all the provocations and ridicule in the past would bounce back on him, so he didn't even dare to think about that picture.

In the chaos, Xu Yan opened his scarlet eyes, his hatred was like a poisonous weed that grew wildly. If Gu Qianhuan didn't exist in this world, it would be great.

This idea suddenly appeared, and in an instant, it had occupied his entire brain irresistibly.

Suddenly, a bell rang.Xu Yan glanced at it, it was a call from an unknown person, and he answered the call by accident.

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