that bastard i love

After returning home, Life Fangfo returned to the way it was before the two quarreled.

Zhang Min turned down his job and stopped going to the company. Instead, he took care of him wholeheartedly at home, and occasionally handled some urgent documents at home.

Wen Gulin was still the same as before, nestling on the sofa watching anime, eating snacks.

Although it was still the same as before, both of them could clearly feel that something had changed.

"Lift up." Zhang Min stood next to Wen Gulin holding a mop.

Wen Gulin shrank his feet on the sofa obediently, and watched Zhang Min clean up the dust in every corner of the living room with a mop, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

He had already cleaned these places two days ago, but he didn't expect that there was still so much dust that hadn't been cleaned.

After a while, Zhang Min took out a picture book from a small corner of the living room, and threw it to Wen Gulin.

"Don't throw things away."

Don't even think about it, it must be Wen Gulin's.

Seeing this picture book, Wen Gulin's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, after searching for so long, it was actually in the living room. At that time, he thought he had fallen in the bedroom and searched for a long time.

wow ka ka ka!

His baby is back!

Carefully opened the first page, as expected, it was the portrait he drew for Zhang Min.

In the picture book, Zhang Min was wearing a heavy down jacket, carrying a travel bag, and was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

This was the first time he saw Zhang Min on the bus.

Opening the second page, there is a group of people sitting in a Tibetan hotel, surrounded by a small pot, Zhang Min sits in the middle, drinking milk tea in a cup with a wrinkled face.

This is the time when he took a tour group to a Tibetan home to experience Tibetan culture and life. At that time, everyone was given a cup of Tibetan homemade milk tea. This kind of milk tea is not the same as the usual sweet one. , this one is salty.

At that time, Zhang Min drank salty milk tea for the first time, and his brows were tightly frowned, while he sat in a corner holding a drawing book and secretly drew it.

The third page shows Zhang Min standing in the Potala Palace and looking around.

On the fourth page, after Zhang Min confessed his love to him, the two were on the plane to Beijing together. Zhang Min was sitting next to him, sleeping with arms folded.

On the fifth page, when Zhang Min and him went to the Netherlands to get married, Zhang Minshou was waiting for the marriage certificate at the front desk.

On the sixth page, when Zhang Min sent him off to the coffee shop, he smiled and handed him the key.

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On dozens of sheets of drawing paper, Zhang Min was all drawn by him, at different times and in different places.

Looking at the paintings, the memories he drew by himself made his eyes blush.

Unexpectedly, there were so many good memories between them.

These ordinary sketches represent the process of him and Zhang Min from acquaintance to acquaintance, and then to love. They are also his happiest, happiest and most precious memories.

Thank goodness...for allowing them to meet.

"What are you looking at so happily?" Zhang Min looked at Wen Gulin who was sitting on the sofa holding a picture book, and asked over.

Wen Gulin closed the drawing book, deliberately not showing it to Zhang Min.

This is when he wants to keep it until he is old, and then show it to Zhang Min. At that time, he can point to the drawing paper and say to Zhang Min: Look, how happy we were when we were young.

Think about it is a very beautiful picture.

Seeing that Wen Gulin didn't show him, Zhang Min didn't say anything, and sat quietly beside Wen Gulin, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed Wen Gulin's numb calf.

Suddenly thought of something, and said: "It's New Year's Day today, my dad called us to go back for dinner, huh?"

Wen Gulin was holding the drawing book, his whole body was still immersed in joy, and he smiled brightly: "Okay, I will listen to you."

"Well, it's a new year again."

"happy New Year!"

"happy New Year."