depicting time

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Rainbow, who was lying bored on the living room carpet, instantly got up and rushed to the door.Wagging his tail, 'Wow, woof...'" A few times, he bit Xu Yan's trouser leg again and wouldn't let go.

Xu Yan's face turned pale when he saw such a big dog rushing towards him, and his heart softened when he saw the way it was entangled with him and acted like a baby.

Kneeling down and touching Rainbow's head, he said, "I will be at home with you today."

Rainbow seemed to understand what he said, wagging its tail even more joyfully, and leaned over to lick Xu Yan's cheek.

A big dog was so clingy, Xu Yan was about to be overwhelmed, so he said the password, "Sit down."

After Rainbow sat down, Xu Yan patted its head again as a reward.

Then he said, "You seem to have gained weight, did Wei Xin make you eat too much?"

The dog gave a 'woof' sound, a little aggrieved.

When Song Ting came in through the open door, Xu Yan was still entangled by Rainbow, unable to move his steps up to the second floor.

"Rainbow, come here."

Song Ting waved and called Rainbow over. "Go up and rest first, I'll take it out for a walk."

Those who were too sleepy nodded repeatedly.

Xu Yan couldn't figure it out, obviously the two of them stayed up late together every time, and Song Ting was the main contributor, why was he always the one who got sleepy the next day?

He was so sleepy right now, lying on the big soft bed, he could fall asleep with his eyes closed.

However, the window in the bedroom was not closed, and the cold wind blew in from time to time, making it chilly and uneasy to sleep.

He could only get up from the bed and walked to the window. When he was about to close the window, he just saw a figure of a person and a dog downstairs walking out of the villa.

In the distant picture, Song Ting is leaving with the dog, leaving only his gradually blurred back.

But the words 'time is quiet and good' floated in Xu Yan's mind.

The phone beside the bed rang, disturbing the people who were quietly watching from afar.

Xu Yan had no choice but to close the window, went into the room and answered the phone, "Little Kuang, what's the matter?"

"Yanyan, where did you go yesterday? Why are you not at the company all of a sudden?"

Ah, almost forgot about this...

Xu Yan directly used Boss Song's lies to fool him, "I went to Zone B with the boss, and he wanted to meet old friends, so he took me along."

Xiao Kuang immediately became envious, "Boss Song is really free, ah, how did you find such a good husband who takes you out to play every day!"

"My Fu Xuan worked overtime until 12 o'clock yesterday!"

In fact, we work overtime together...

Of course Xu Yan couldn't tell the truth, so he smirked a few times, "Hahaha...he's always been free, and doesn't bother to worry about work. He likes to have fun in time."

When Xiao Kuang heard 'carpe diem in time', he thought crookedly, "Yo yo~~"

Before the topic became more and more distorted, Xu Yan asked, "By the way, how did you see the parents?"

"Eh..." Xiao Kuang suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, he said, "...I saw you this morning."

"I misremembered the time, I thought they came yesterday...then they didn't escape..."

Judging from his tone, it seems that things are not going well.

Xu Yan asked, "Aren't they easy to get along with?"

"no……"

Xiao Kuang said hesitantly, "Today is embarrassing, I told you, you must not laugh at me."

Xu Yan agreed, "Okay, I won't laugh at you."

Xiao Kuang finally told the truth, "I don't know why, I've been hiccupping since I woke up this morning..."

"When I met them for the first time, I would hiccup after saying a few words... super embarrassing!"

The corners of Xu Yan's mouth could not be controlled to rise. He tried hard not to laugh out loud, and said, "No, I sound a little cute. Maybe Fu Xuan's parents like you even more."

Such an embarrassment, how cute is it?

Xiao Kuang doesn't believe this kind of nonsense, "You really know how to comfort people."

He didn't want to mention this kind of embarrassment again.

Immediately change the topic, "Have you read Weibo today?"

Xu Yan fell on the bed, closed his eyes and called him, and replied, "No."

"Hey, I was shocked by the news that 36 people disappeared at the same time..."

"This is the first time I have seen such a large number of cases!"

It's already on the news, Song Ting and the others are a bit fast...

Xiao Kuang was still sighing, "How sad those family members will be... I originally thought that the life around me was quite peaceful, but when I saw such news, I always felt that accidents could happen anytime and anywhere. When those people got on the car back then, Will you know that you will be trapped in time and cannot get out?"

Xu Yan closed his eyes again, put the phone to his ear, and said, "They don't know, and we can't predict the future, who can."

I felt that Xu Yan was a little excited when he said this sentence.

Xiao Kuang thought that Xu Yan was very touched by the fact that time stood still, and might even understand something, so he asked,

"Yanyan, have you ever understood that time stands still? There are many sayings on the Internet, and the more they spread, the more evil they become."

Xu Yan replied, "I don't know much about it. It should be the families of the victims who are willing to understand."

Xiao Kuang agreed, "Well, indeed."

He also said, "But I believe that those saviors must be human beings, not gods. I am an atheist."

"It is precisely because we are human that we occasionally succeed and occasionally fail. If it is a god, he can directly use his own power to release all human beings!"

Xiao Kuang's thinking should be the same as that of many people, but often rational people don't care about rumors on the Internet at all.

Therefore, the so-called Shenming faction can still exist on the Internet.

Xu Yan suddenly wanted to ask, "Little Kuang, if you were a family member of a victim and the people you were waiting for were not rescued, would you blame them?"

Xiao Kuang replied without thinking, "Of course not. This is very similar to the doctor-patient relationship. The doctor has done his best, so how can we blame him?"

Xu Yan felt a lot more comfortable when he heard such an answer, "Well, they have tried their best."

When Song Ting came back, Xu Yan had already fallen asleep.

Lying on his side beside the bed, it only occupied a small space, and the phone was still in his hand.

Song Ting gently picked up the phone, and the screen accidentally pointed at Xu Yan's face, and unlocked the phone.

Song Ting saw what Xu Yan was browsing before going to bed.

A hot search on Weibo, #8路车driver’s daughter#

The victim's daughter posted a Weibo post in memory of her father.

"Ten years, it's just a snap of the fingers. But it's such a long time to experience.

On the day my father disappeared, my mother came back from get off work in the factory early, cooked a large table of dishes, and bought a big birthday cake for my birthday.

Dad said that he will definitely be back before 18:19.But I waited until 20 o'clock, 22 o'clock, [-] o'clock... until the next day, my father still didn't come back.

I didn't know where my father had gone at that time. If I asked my mother, my mother would cry very sadly, so I didn't dare to ask.

When I grew up myself, I realized that my father had disappeared into this time and space and might never come back.

My mom and I had hope again when we knew someone had returned from a time that stood still.This hope is slim, but it still exists.

It's just that we didn't expect that only the car came back, and there was no father.

After waiting for ten years, the final result is that Dad left us completely.

We can't blame anyone, fate is like this, we can only accept it.

Although, I may not be able to forget the pain of my father's departure in another ten years. "

After Xu Yan saw such content, he was bound to cry.

Song Ting carefully observed his cheeks, and indeed there were inconspicuous tear stains.Song Ting lay beside him and hugged him.

Cling to the bedside with him.

He sighed softly, "Sure enough, you still feel uncomfortable."

When I woke up in the afternoon, it was already 16:[-].

Xu Yan found Song Ting in the studio. He was sitting in front of the easel, staring at the blank drawing paper motionlessly.

Like I don't know what to draw.

Xu Yan closed the studio door and said, "It feels like I haven't seen you paint for a long time."

They used to chat in the studio, but since falling in love, they spend more time in bed...

Song Ting took Xu Yan's hand, pulled him into his arms, and let Xu Yan sit on his strong thigh.

Said, "I used to come to the studio often because there are many things I can't understand, and I need to come here to be quiet for a while."

The process of painting is actually a process of his meditation.

Song Ting said, "Actually, this is my lounge, but I don't need it now."

Because he already has a better rest area.

Xu Yan stared at the blank drawing paper and asked, "Then what do you want to draw now?"

He was curious about the reason why Song Ting walked into the studio.

Song Ting replied, "I want to draw you, I was just thinking about it."

Xu Yan didn't expect, "You want to draw me again?"

He made a bold guess, "You don't want my paintings to be everywhere in this studio, do you?"

Song Ting asked back, "Is it not possible?"

He said, "I don't like taking pictures, I prefer to use my own hands to describe what you look like."

Although I often can't draw the feeling I want most, it is still more satisfying than photos.

He spoke so nicely.

How could Xu Yan refuse, "Okay, you can paint as you like, it doesn't matter if you paint the entire villa."

Xu Yan smiled, kissed Song Ting's tall nose, and lightly stroked his lips.

Song Ting's eyes gradually filled with darkness, and his deep desire was elicited by a simple kiss, but he didn't move after Xu Yan finished kissing.

Suddenly sighed, "My teacher also likes to draw pictures for his lover."

Xu Yan wrapped his arms around his neck, sat firmly on his lap, and asked, "Does your teacher like his wife very much?"

Song Ting nodded, "Yes. Before he died, the last thing he looked at was the painting beside the bed. The person in the painting is his wife."

Xu Yan lowered his head and said softly, "It's a little sad and a little romantic."

Song Ting raised his chin, let his eyes fall on his face again, and said, "But they are quite happy."

He asked again, "What do you want me to draw for you?"

Xu Yan thought for a while, and a thought he had never had before suddenly occupied his mind.He leaned close to Song Ting's ear and whispered in the studio where there were only two of them, "How about drawing one that only you can see?"