because i'm pretty

That night, there was the heaviest rainstorm in Beijing in five years, and there was an extramarital affair in the entertainment industry. Local news and entertainment news were all taken up. Li Yikai’s prepared hot search was empty, and he only stayed at the bottom for a few ten minutes. There was no movement.

He was a little depressed at first, so Yuan Zhiming and Qin Xiaoen repeatedly persuaded him.One person said: "It has already been overfulfilled, don't be too greedy", another person advised: "Don't take too big a step at the first start, we will have room for improvement in the future", and later said "natural disasters and man-made disasters, these It's out of your control"...

Li Yikai couldn't laugh or cry after being so hard-pressed all night, and he didn't tell Yuan Zhiming his real emotional reason until he returned to the hotel.

"This project can't emphasize too much on the individual creator. If you don't use the highest volume, few people will notice your name." Li Yikai leaned against the bathroom door, with a regretful tone: "I originally thought that this project would help You prove yourself."

The art fair for college students has been going on for more than a week. Yuan Zhiming did not explain the work "Original Appearance", and the outside world has mixed speculations.Some people even said that he deliberately stepped on Gu Changfeng's position, relying on this kind of vague works to attract people's attention.

"It's okay...I didn't want these at first," Yuan Zhiming said intermittently, lowered his head and hurriedly took off his rain-wet pants, and raised his hand to continue taking off his T-shirt, he suddenly hesitated After a while, he turned around and asked Li Yikai who had been standing behind: "Do you want to wash together?"

Li Yikai looked at him deeply, but still smiled: "It's fine if you invite me."

He straightened up, the shirt he had been wearing all day was soaked by sweat and rain, he simply threw it on the ground, walked in and turned on the shower in two or three steps.

Before Yuan Zhiming could take off his shirt, he was caught off guard and splashed with hot water.

He regained his composure, shook his hair, and opened his eyes to see Li Yikai under the warm yellow light in the bathroom, splashing water flowing down without hesitation, dripping down along his clear shoulder and neck muscles.

Yuan Zhiming turned off the shower with a slap, and hugged Li Yikai from behind, not allowing the running water to touch him before he did.

"What are you rubbing against?" Li Yikai turned his face sideways, and said close to his ear, "Take off your clothes, turn on the shower, do you want me to teach you how to take a shower?"

Yuan Zhiming didn't move, hugged him even tighter, buried his head in sniffing at his neck: "Will you wash it later? Anyway, I have to wash it again."

Li Yikai tilted his head back, making it easier for Yuan Zhiming to touch his Adam's apple, and complained in a hoarse voice: "Dirty..."

"Not dirty", Yuan Zhiming touched it with the other hand, and quietly stretched a knuckle in: "I don't have a cleanliness habit."

The sound of running water outside and inside was one after another, and when the running water in the bathroom stopped, the rain outside the window became heavier.

Yuan Zhiming was too lazy to dry it, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet one after another wet footprints, he came over with an ice bucket and a wine glass, pointed to the bay window: "I also like to sit by the window and watch the rain. "

Li Yikai gave up half of the seat, and the two squeezed together to watch the rain, Yuan Zhiming drank half a bottle of white wine in one sip, his long eyelashes stuck to the window, and the rain curtain washed over his face through a layer of glass Beside, he started to daze again.

Li Yikai didn't bother him at first, until the room service brought the supper, and when he came back after closing the door, he knocked on Yuan Zhiming's knee: "It's agreed to celebrate for me, what's the matter if you don't say a word now?"

Yuan Zhiming turned his face away, and was suddenly stuffed with a mouthful of oysters filled with lemon juice. After chewing, he came back to his senses: "It's delicious."

"You are really..." Li Yikai looked at him and couldn't swear, so he could only feed another piece: "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking", Yuan Zhiming scratched his finger on the window twice: "With such heavy rain, summer is leaving."

"Summer will come again." Li Yikai's calf stuck to his knee, "There will be many, many summers."

"Li Yikai", Yuan Zhiming turned his head again, rubbed his head forward, put his chin on Li Yikai's knee, raised his eyes and asked, "When we return to Jinghai, will we go see your father?"

"It should be. I guess my mother will call him."

"Then you forgive him?"

"I can't forgive." Li Yikai stroked his eyelashes and said, "I just think forget it, we have to pass."

Yuan Zhiming gave a "hmm", looked at him and said, "You are always soft-hearted."

"Aren't you?" Li Yikai thought for a while and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Yuan Zhiming lowered his head and buried it on Li Yikai's knee, revealing the back of his head with wet hair.

He whispered: "I want to wait for Gu Changfeng to stand up by himself, but this idea is stupid."

Li Yikai was about to say something when he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his calf.This was the first time Yuan Zhiming shed tears because of this incident. His heart felt sore, he leaned forward, and kissed the top of his hair between his knees.

"How could it be?" Li Yikai gently stroked his back back and forth, "I know, you just... want to give your mother some hope, you want to prove that her devotion and love back then were not [-]% forgotten, yes ?"

"But now I know that there is not even one percent left, and I shouldn't hold any hope." Yuan Zhiming sniffed softly, "My mother had already written all the revelations back then. But there is still hope.”

Yuan Songqing said that Yuan Zhiming's personality is more like Yuan Mingyan or Gu Changfeng, but despite his decisive and fierce nature, he still inherits Yuan Songqing's softness.

Li Yikai touched his wet hair, it was curly and soft when it was not dried, which made Li Yikai want to hide it in the deepest part of his heart—a place where he would never be hurt.

He heard the thunder outside, and said amidst the rumbling: "The letter written by your mother is still there, plus these paintings... This story will be headlines for any industry media. In fact, you don't need to come out and talk to him If you get hysterical, you can leave these to me."

"Let's post what my mother wanted to say back then, and don't think about how he will respond. This matter can be completely over, okay?"

Yuan Zhiming didn't respond, but hugged Li Yikai's knee even harder.

When he was willing to look up, there was already a red patch on his forehead, as well as in his eyes.

"Okay," Yuan Zhiming said.

Li Yikai handled this matter neatly and quickly—the media is deeply intertwined, and he hopes to release the news before Gu Changfeng notices it, so as not to leave him any chance to fight back.

A few days later, the manuscript, which had been dusty for 30 years, finally came to light.

The newspaper that was going to publish it back then has been rectified and merged, and the person who wrote it has long since passed away.However, because of its preservation, the real protagonist has climbed step by step in the past 30 years, standing on the steps where secrets and other people's works have accumulated, becoming a legendary existence.

But it is precisely because of his fame and status that such old news can cause waves. Among the endless new things, this secret started from the art circle and the advertising circle, and gradually triggered more and more extensions and discussions. Within days, there was a huge outcry about creation and copyright issues.

Gu Changfeng changed his high-profile style. It is said that even the people in the studio rarely saw him coming in and out. It was not until a charity auction that he finally made his public appearance.

He didn't know how much he planned and how sincere he was. Facing long guns and short guns and repeated questions, he only answered one question - "What is the relationship between Ms. Yuan Mingyan and you?"

"I can only tell you that she is the person I love the most in my life."

Yuan Zhiming uninstalled Weibo, not only because he didn't want to be disturbed by all kinds of information, but because he finally realized that he really didn't like it.

Rather than becoming a hot art star under the hype and marketing, he prefers to return to his own world to create, even if it is slower and the income is less.

But the world's rewards are always long overdue.

Gu Changfeng’s words once again brought them to the forefront, and when everyone was speculating about Yuan Zhiming’s relationship with him, the band suddenly posted a Weibo——“Friends who haven’t bought the cooperative sneakers! We are special, our colleagues in the company did not grab it hahaha. Thank you @瑞斯中国, thank you @K&S Art Culture Communication, the performance a few days ago was very enjoyable and very punk, I hope to have the opportunity to play with everyone like this. By the way, Let me introduce this avant-garde creative "initiator" @元之明, if you have the opportunity, you can go to Sanlitun to have a look, very shocking installation art, and delicious shaved ice!"

One stone caused a thousand waves, the brand forwarded it to thank, the music circle praised it, and the advertising circle discussed creativity.As for the art circle—Yuan Zhiming's name finally jumped out of these grievances and entanglements, and was bound together with his own works.

Li Yikai logged on to Yuan Zhiming's Weibo, liked it, and then sent a thank you to Zhou Xing.

"You don't have to thank me," said Zhou Xing's voice: "Maggie and the band really like this idea, and they signed a long-term endorsement with Reese, thanks to your connection. By the way, she asked me to tell you, next time you two When you go to Beijing, you must tell her, and then treat you to dinner."

"Maggie is the boss of the band company, the new girlfriend he met on a blind date?" Yuan Zhiming gnawed on a watermelon and leaned over to gossip: "Didn't you say that Zhou Xing's standard has always been a gentle goddess of literature and art? But this sister looks so cool So cold."

"Who knows what stimulated him?" Li Yikai replied a few words and then turned off the phone. Turning around, he saw watermelon juice dripping down between Yuan Zhiming's fingers, and it was about to fall.Quickly pulling out the tissue, he saved his third rug.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", Yuan Zhiming hurriedly stood up and wiped it again and again, checking again and again: "I really didn't pay attention."

Li Yikai turned around on the verge of getting angry: "If this carpet is destroyed again, you will do housework for me for the rest of my life."

"I would have done housework for you for the rest of my life," Yuan Zhiming said cheekily.

Li Yikai threw the paper towel into the trash can, lost his temper by the person in front of him, and suddenly picked up another topic: "However, there are no standards for dating, maybe he finally met the right person."

"...It's like before I met you, I didn't know that my standards could be lowered so much."

Yuan Zhiming was stunned immediately, and rushed forward to forcefully ask: "Standard? What standard? I'm not up to your standard?"

"I mean..." Li Yikai smiled and avoided: "Sanitary standards."

"Did I kiss you without taking a bath for three days, or without brushing my teeth?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it, I just covered the floor of my study with paint, pencil marks on the wall, and waste paper scattered everywhere..."

Yuan Zhiming couldn't explain it to him, so he simply bit down and gagged his mouth.

"Hmm..." Li Yikai broke free, stroking his head along the fur: "But I can bear it, I can hold on for decades..."

The turmoil gradually passed, and Gu Changfeng was seen again at the industry awards meeting at the end of the year.

The Hongda Mall project won the "Best Brand Image Award", and the release of Reese's sneakers won the "Best Offline Advertising Creativity".

Li Yikai was at the same table with Yuan Zhiming and Feng Xin, and they were listening to him talk about the cooperation plan of the two companies. When they were joking, they suddenly raised their heads together——

Gu Changfeng still looked the same, without any haggard and depressed look, and he didn't look different when he saw Yuan Zhiming.The revelation of the scandal will not completely crush him, just like this awards ceremony, Gu Changfeng Studio still has works that won design awards.

But the whispers around him also revealed that he is indeed not what he used to be—in the past, he claimed to be an artist, and he would never attend this kind of advertising industry salon award in person.

But Gu Changfeng didn't change his face, and Li Yikai and Yuan Zhiming were also frank and composed.

The whole meeting went without incident until they left. Whether it was a coincidence or misfortune, they ran into each other in the elevator.

All the people behind stopped in their tracks, and the chaotic scene instantly became quiet. For a moment, only the three of them stood at the elevator entrance.

After looking at each other, Li Yikai pressed the down button and whispered "Congratulations" to Gu Changfeng.

Gu Changfeng smiled coldly, lingered on Li Yikai for a while, and said, "I should congratulate you."

In the past six months, K&S and Gu Changfeng Studio jointly bid three times, all of which were hit.Li Yikai accepted the sarcasm and did not speak.

When the elevator reached this floor, Gu Changfeng went straight in. When he turned around, he looked at Yuan Zhiming, and he said, "I heard that your works are in the permanent collection of Guang Art Museum. Congratulations."

Yuan Zhiming looked at him, thought for a while and said, "Yuan Mingyan's works have also been collected by the art museum."

Gu Changfeng nodded: "What do you want to say?"

The last piece of ice in Yuan Zhiming's heart was also frozen, he laughed and said, "It's nothing."

When the elevator arrived at the underground parking floor, Yuan Zhiming and Li Yikai walked out first, but they were stopped by the people behind them after not taking a few steps.

"Yuan Zhiming, I think you should know." Gu Changfeng stood at the door of the elevator. When the wind blew over, the windbreaker on his body whistled, but his voice was not drowned out at all: "Without me, their works would always be A mediocre person is at best treated as a mediocre person by some small art museums.”

"But you," he said to Yuan Zhiming, "without me, your works can still stand, and I am very pleased with that."

Li Yikai blocked Yuan Zhiming impatiently, and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

Gu Changfeng looked at him and smiled condescendingly: "If he wasn't so emotional, he would have gone further."

The underground parking lot in winter was cold and gloomy, and Gu Changfeng's leaving figure quickly melted into the shadows.

Yuan Zhiming stood on the spot and looked at him, thinking: "He doesn't need feelings, so what?"

"So he can only walk alone." Li Yikai grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to his side to block the cold wind blowing from the aisle.

"But when we go home now, we can have the lotus root pork ribs soup made by my mother for dinner, then sleep until we wake up naturally tomorrow, drive to Huaizhou before noon, and then pick up Dad to eat pork belly chicken hot pot."

Being half-pushed into the car, the air conditioner sent out warm air, and Yuan Zhiming was gradually thawed. He asked, "Then can I buy a box of chocolate mousse?"

"Of course." Li Yikai started the car, "If the cake shop is not closed yet."

The cake shop welcomed the last two customers before closing and sold the only piece of chocolate mousse left.

More than half of the chocolate mousse went into Yuan Zhiming's stomach.That night, they watched a movie on the sofa, drank rib soup, kissed and fell asleep under the quilt that smelled of laundry detergent.

The only shortcoming is that I was greedy to watch the stars before going to bed and forgot to close the curtains.The next morning, a ray of sunshine unceremoniously drove straight in, making Yuan Zhiming wake up one step earlier than naturally.

He turned over and quietly watched the light break in from between the curtains, slowly moving to Li Yikai's face as time went by.

Li Yikai was woken up by the wet and slightly itchy touch on his face.

"Don't move, don't open your eyes yet," Yuan Zhiming whispered in his ear.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, don't move," Yuan Zhiming said again.

Li Yikai really didn't move anymore, and lay quietly with his eyes closed, until he heard the sound of the shutter of the camera a few times, and then changed another one, which seemed to be a Polaroid.

"Okay, open it," Yuan Zhiming said.

"What the hell are you doing on my face?" Li Yikai wiped it with his hand, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a smear of paint on the back of his hand.

"I drew a picture on your face." Yuan Zhiming took out the Polaroid paper and proudly presented the photo to Li Yikai.

The image gradually appeared on the white negative film - on Li Yikai's sleeping face with his eyes closed, a bright yellow line slanted across, accompanied by a light orange line.

"I created this specially for you, please keep it."

"Okay, thank you." Li Yikai sat up and took it with both hands solemnly: "Then does this masterpiece have a name?"

"I've thought about it a long time ago," Yuan Zhiming wiped his face, and the yellow paint faded a little:

"The name is - "The Best Sunshine I've Ever Seen""

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It ends here!Thank you everyone for accompanying Li Yikai and Yuan Zhiming through this period of time.

I was not in a good state when I started writing, so I wanted to write a simple and warm little sweet article, so that two people who fell in love at first sight can heal each other, and it can also heal me and everyone.

But as the two of them gradually took shape, many things jumped out, so I unconsciously added a lot of thoughts—some were mine, and some were told to me after Li Yikai and Yuan Zhiming appeared.I don't know whether these views are correct or not, but I am very grateful for the inspiration they gave me.

I would also like to thank my friend Dr. Wang for taking the trouble to answer my art questions.If there is any inaccuracy in the industry and professional knowledge part, please discuss it.

See you next story!