Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

Huo Cheng's eyes are beautiful, although they are attractive peach blossom eyes, but they are forced to be frivolous by the cold temperament all over him, and they are very deep when they focus on a person, as if they can suck him in .

Just like at this moment, dark emotions are brewing in his dark eyes, and the brilliance flows like a vortex that devours people.

Terrible.

Su Wenyu knew Huo Cheng so well, he was almost certain that he would be confronted with a storm of questioning in the next moment, and even the excuses for answering had already turned in his head three times, and he was waiting to deal with him.

Unexpectedly, it didn't work.

"Let's eat first." The man lowered his eyes, hiding the deep or light expression in his eyes, his handsome face was calm, and no emotion could be seen.

Su Wenyu was a little surprised.

He followed Huo Cheng's footsteps to the restaurant, and took a casual glance. The dishes on the table were indeed very sumptuous Chinese delicacies, and it seemed that they had just been cooked, and the smell would whet the appetite.

Well, it's still a human thing to come to Xingshi to inquire after you have eaten your fill.

He consciously understood Huo Cheng's thoughts, nodded without saying a word, sat down at the table, and began to eat in silence.

But what I didn't expect was that Huo Cheng didn't show any signs of attacking until the meal was finished.

He just sat down by the sofa in the living room with a stack of documents in his hands, but he didn't read them. He kept silent and didn't know what he was thinking. It was really weird.

Su Wenyu couldn't guess what he wanted to do, and he didn't want to guess. Anyway, since Huo Cheng didn't ask, he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it, so he just pretended that the unpleasantness in the afternoon never happened.

He stretched his arms lazily, touched his belly and leaned on the sofa—the taste of the meal tonight was much better than the takeaways these days, and he was full if he didn't pay attention, and he had to rest for a while to digest.

After sitting down for a while, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he turned on his phone and looked through the news of several fellow illustrators he had been following, and then checked the latest information for a while.

The content on the hot list today is similar to the previous ones. Su Wenyu actually lacked interest and just looked at it casually, but in the end, he caught a hot topic at a glance in rows of densely packed small characters.

#Sharing desire is the best way to express love#

Su Wenyu was inexplicably taken aback.

He moved his eyes down, circling back and forth amidst the heated discussions among netizens, his fingers quietly stopped on the screen, and he didn't swipe down for a long time.

After watching for a while, he remembered something in a daze, and accidentally opened the chat box between himself and Huo Cheng.

The first thing that catches the eye is the five-day blank.

Further up, there are back and forth dialogues, but each exchange is not too long.

Going up, I said more, and my tone seemed to be a little different.

Before that, it was full of pictures and texts, and even the occasional photos would be sent to Huo Cheng.

Su Wenyu's expression was slightly stagnant, he didn't know why, he felt strange for a while, and couldn't help being surprised.

It turns out that I used to be so clingy.

He moved his frozen fingertips, and suddenly remembered that in the coffee shop today, Pei Jinwen said that he didn't usually post anything, and asked why.

At that time, Su Wenyu's answer was, because he felt that there was nothing to post.

Unexpectedly, it is not.

He also had a lot of things he wanted to send, a lot of things he wanted to say, just those moods and feelings, he only wanted to share them with specific people, even small things, and he happily looked forward to the other party's response.

Just like Huo Cheng's business trip this time, he should have had a lot to say.For example, I’m a bit tired of drawing recently, and I’m not used to the taste of takeaway. Editor-in-Chief Jiang encourages me to study, and there are many more.

But he didn't say it on WeChat, and he didn't open his mouth when we were eating just now, and when we were sitting together now.

do not know what to say.

It seems that there is nothing to say.

Su Wenyu took a breath, blinked slowly, and scrolled up the record——

"Huo Cheng, do you think this looks good?"

Above the text is a photo.But because of too long time, a lot of information has been automatically cleaned up by the software housekeeper, and the pictures have expired.

Click it, and only the broken screen is displayed.

So what was he filming at the time?

What is it that looks good?

Su Wenyu thought for a long time, but found that he couldn't remember, so he couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was very light, but it still alarmed Huo Cheng who was sitting not far away.

He quickly looked over, only to see the side face of the young man who was concentrating on holding the mobile phone. Because he was looking too seriously, he didn't notice his gaze at all.

I don't know why, a strange feeling suddenly rushed into his chest, which made Huo Cheng feel a little unspeakably irritated, his brows moved slightly, and he suddenly asked him out of words: "What have you been painting recently?"

This sudden sound startled Su Wenyu, almost thinking that he heard it wrong.

"Just some illustrations." After reacting, he replied vaguely.

"Appreciate me too?" It was a question, but it was also in an unquestionable tone.

These words made Su Wenyu frowned, and he hesitated: "Do you want to see it?"

I don't know what the young master is doing today, but he is actually interested in his "low value" works.

Huo Cheng nodded without hesitation, his eyes fixed on the young man in front of him, and his tone was calm: "I want to see what kind of painting it is, which makes you so busy that you forget to eat and sleep, and there is no news from you."

"..."

Su Wenyu couldn't help but smile in his heart.

I'm really calm, I've been saving for so long, so I'm waiting here.

However, these sketches are not confidential after all, and he didn't refuse. He directly clicked on the thumbnails stored in the phone and handed them to Huo Cheng, "I've been busy with this list from the publishing house recently, and it's about to be completed."

Huo Cheng immediately moved closer, took the phone and looked critically, but the moment he saw the picture, he paused slightly.

Then, he gave Su Wenyu a suspicious look, with the corners of his mouth curled up in a half-smile.

The surrounding low pressure seemed to disappear in an instant, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and even the air became a little warmer.

Su Wenyu was a little puzzled, and heard the man whispering in his ear, "Why did you draw me?"

Uh.

I almost forgot that the business draft he submitted recently painted Huo Cheng's back.

Su Wenyu had no choice but to open his mouth to explain, but was stunned when he saw the expression in Huo Cheng's eyes.

This scene was so familiar that he was in a trance for a moment, as if going back in time.

Three years ago, when he was sketching with an easel and concentrating on it, he also heard such a sentence.

"Why draw me?" Exactly the same tone, exactly the same demeanor.

At that time, Su Wenyu didn't know how to react at all. He was so flustered that he was at a loss, so he could only refute: "I, I didn't just draw you... I also drew the locust tree in front, flowers, and walking outside. people."

Stuttering, it's just trying to cover up.

But Huo Cheng didn't refute.

"Well, that's right." He nodded lightly, as if he believed his explanation

But before Su Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, he said slowly again: "When you draw those, do you also blush?"

Su Wenyu's brain buzzed suddenly.

He only felt that his face was hot, red from head to neck, like boiled shrimp.

"No." He conceded calmly, looking up, Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes saw everything clearly, and seemed to be a little softer.

With such a look in his eyes, Su Wenyu didn't know where the courage came from, so he entangled him all at once, grabbed the man's arm and refused to let him go, and told the truth in a fever.

"Because I like it."

"Because I like you, I want to draw you."

When Huo Cheng heard this, he was not surprised at all. When Su Wenyu bowed his head in embarrassment, he seemed to vaguely hear him laughing.

He suddenly felt itchy ears.

"I like you a lot too." Huo Cheng said.

This development was so fast and smooth that Su Wenyu's mind started to feel dizzy.

"Since we like each other, can we be together?" He asked in a daze.

I regretted it as soon as I said it, how could there be such an informal confession?

But Huo Cheng said, "Yes."

The tall man just looked at him condescendingly, obviously with amazing aura, but Su Wenyu didn't feel scared at all, but his heart was beating very fast, as if he was about to leave his chest and pop out entirely.

He agreed.

He actually agreed!

"Then if we're like this, are we dating?" Su Wenyu wanted to confirm, and asked very cautiously. He was nervous again, and began to feel flustered again.

Huo Cheng shook his head.

So Su Wenyu's face turned pale all of a sudden, but before he could say anything, his mouth was covered.

Neither light nor heavy, he pecked softly.

"That's the way it is." Huo Cheng said with a hoarse voice.

And then they are together.

That was the first and only time that Huo Cheng told him that he liked him.

It's just that at that time, Su Wenyu didn't know that there were actually many kinds of likings.

Huo Cheng's liking is different from his own liking.

"Why did you draw me?" Huo Cheng asked again, with a playful look, still waiting for an answer.

Su Wenyu woke up from the memories.

"I'm so sorry." He twitched the corners of his mouth this time, smiled, and apologized straight away: "There will be no next time."

Huo Cheng was startled.

Su Wenyu got up suddenly and went upstairs.

The question three years ago was the beginning, and the question now is the end.

He could finally start to pack his things and prepare to leave.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-12-2000:40:33~2021-12-2101:00:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Guji, Huazhi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of summer wind chime bells; 4 bottles of deciduous forest;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!