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"Mr. Xu, please follow me."

The housekeeper who came to pick me up was a middle-aged woman. She pursed her lips and bowed deeply to me.

When I was at work in the morning, I sent a message to Andre asking about his current situation. He sent me his own address and said that if I want to know how he is doing now, I can come and see for myself.

Fortunately, I finished most of the work after working overtime yesterday, and today I feel a little free.Sun Ning and I took half a day off and decided to visit this cheap little brother.

Unexpectedly, I drove for two and a half hours to arrive at the address he gave me. When I drove from the outskirts of City B onto the Panshan Highway, I thought I was going in the wrong direction.

I stared at this villa hidden on the mountainside. Although the sun was shining brightly, the wind in the mountain was still very cool.There is the chirping of birds in my ears, and the moist and cold water vapor in my breath.Standing here and overlooking, the mountains are rolling, and the city can hardly be seen.

Was it because my mother bought the real estate here because she liked the secluded tranquility?

I followed the butler and walked into a Japanese-style courtyard, which is indifferent and elegant, with beautiful scenery everywhere.

This kid Andre will indeed enjoy it, but unfortunately I prefer Chinese design in comparison, and I always feel that such a deliberate arrangement is a bit of a waste of the beautiful scenery outside.

...and a little pretentious.

"Master, Mr. Xu is here."

The inside of the villa is also in the Japanese architectural style of Yishui. The housekeeper took me outside the study room, knelt down and gently opened the sliding door.I cursed in my heart that there are so many rules, and when I looked up, I saw Andre standing in a room covered with tatami mats and watching me.

"Brother is here." He was wearing a loose robe, still as cold as ice, "Come in."

I stepped into the room, and the door closed quietly behind me.This room is on the first floor, and the balcony is facing the mountains outside.Some paints and paintbrushes were randomly discarded on the ground, and there was a half-painted oil painting on the easel.

"Are you drawing?"

"Yes." He picked up the brush and continued to paint, then glanced at me again, "Brother, wait a minute."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

I have also studied art for a long time, and I was a little curious to see what he was painting, but I only saw a touch of greenery and was blocked by him.A trace of displeasure floated on Andre's beautiful face: "If you don't understand, don't read it."

"Anyway, I'm also in the art collection business, so how come I don't understand anything?" I was stung by his blatantly contemptuous look, and said awkwardly, "But forget it if you don't want to."

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I just drew a few random strokes, and my level is not very good."

"I didn't even know you liked painting. It's good to have a hobby."

How would a normal older brother treat his younger brother?I have no other reference, only to imitate the appearance of Xu Yucheng when he was nice to me, try to get close to the image of a good brother, and said to him with a smile: "If you like it, you can come to the exhibition more in the future, and I will introduce you to the teacher... "

"I've already been there, brother, have you forgotten?" He suddenly showed a mocking smile, "There's nothing to see, unless you say that every exhibition has your bare back?"

I took a deep breath: "Andre..."

"But it's okay to show you."

He walked away from the canvas before I had a seizure, allowing me to see what was on the canvas.

The overlapping green circles from light to dark do not look like the endless green hills outside, but more like a bottomless abyss.

The room is shady and the sun is just right outside, but there is an indescribable sense of gloom in the room, which makes me feel inexplicably afraid of this painting.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Andre's blond hair was still bright in color, he put his arms around my waist, and whispered in my ear.

The ambiguous breath fell on the side of my face, and I took a few steps back after recovering: "Very, very good. Well, the painting is not bad."

He raised his eyebrows: "Is this not bad?"

"Of course." I reluctantly glanced at the painting again, "Have you studied for a long time? The strokes are delicate and the composition is unique. Although it is a semi-finished product, it can be seen very powerful."

"Really? Then you don't know how good my mother is at painting." When Andre smiled sweetly, that pretty face also came alive, "Dad has held several large-scale art exhibitions for her. I like her sketching in the garden the most, it is very beautiful."

I paused, my palms were tingling, and I didn't know how to answer, so I had to say: "It's pretty good. I haven't seen my mother's paintings...but your paintings are also very good, at least in my opinion, you are a genius, you I can't draw it."

Andre looked sideways at the scenery outside and said nothing, the atmosphere was indescribably dull.

I thought for a while and added earnestly: "If you have other paintings, I can hold a personal exhibition for you. It's fine for you to live in the mountains during this period, and you can draw more. But my ability is limited, and I may not be able to compare It's about the same size as my mother's exhibition, but it's not too bad, what do you think?"

He finally looked at me: "Really?"

"real."

Seeing that his attitude was a little better, I nodded quickly.It is not difficult for me to hold an exhibition. If it can improve our current embarrassing relationship, it is worth spending more money: "You see that your paintings are so good, it is a waste not to show them, right? In this way, you can slowly Draw, I'll go back and decide on a theme and make a plan to show you the initial results..."

"Aren't you jealous?"

I froze for a while, met his cold eyes, and wanted to sigh a little: "Why should I be jealous?"

The sweet smile on Andre's face just now showed a bit of irony.He said: "I only studied for half a year, and I found it very boring."

"That means you are very talented. God rewards you with food, just don't waste it." I said, "And you are my younger brother, of course I feel honored in my heart."

This time it was his turn to stop talking, probably wondering what Yu Yourong meant.

It took a while before he spoke: "Brother is holding an exhibition now, so he has inherited a bit of my mother's artist gene."

As he spoke, he slowly approached me, and lightly kissed my lips like a dragonfly on water: "It's not too bad."

"Wait, Andre, I..."

Andre's kiss fell, and my words were blocked.He tightened his embrace to the point where I was almost out of breath, his restless fingers pulled out the shirt and stroked my back, at the same time hooked my tongue and sucked kisses irresistibly.

"Mmmm...mmmm!"

I struggled in a daze, and was trapped between his arms.Finally, she made up her mind and decided to bite him, but he pinched his jaw quickly and couldn't close his teeth.

The moment he let go of his arm, I pushed him away.Unexpectedly, he was not pushed, but I fell on the tatami in a panic, knocked over his easel, and rubbed green paint on my right hand.

With the other hand, I wiped off the water stains on my lips bitterly, and while panting, I said: "Cough, cough, let me tell you Andre, we are brothers now, don't blame me for falling out with you next time. -"

"I know."

Andre knelt half-kneeling in front of me, but I was stunned, not knowing why he was going crazy.

White fingers pressed my ankles, and the lips that had just been kissed were a seductive rose red. He pressed his forehead against my knees, and I couldn't see his expression clearly.

After being in such a stalemate for more than ten seconds, I couldn't help but ask: "Andre... what do you want? We'll just be brothers, and the past... let it go. Give me a chance , I will be a qualified brother in the future, okay?"

He didn't answer, stood up slowly, and said in a low voice, "Seeing off the guests."

"Okay, sir."

Immediately, the housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door, which startled me.Did she stay outside all the time before?Then didn't she hear all the conversations between me and Andre clearly?

Andrea straightened the robe that I had just wrinkled, and I pretended not to see his outstretched hand, and got up by myself.

The housekeeper opened the door, and I asked, "Then... are we talking?"

Andre didn't seem to hear what I said, and walked over to help up the easel by himself.I made fun of it, and said with a dry smile: "I'm leaving. Take care of yourself and remember to keep in touch."

When I was about to leave, his voice sounded behind me. I turned around in surprise and heard his concerned tone:

"Brother, come back here, remember to wear thicker clothes."

Behind Andre is the endless green. He stood in the center with the light behind his back and smiled at me, like a god descending from the mountains.

I nodded vigorously, and he said softly:

"Then...see you next time."