After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

unique

The gallery was the place where Lin Xingmo went to see the art exhibition. Thinking of the not-so-pleasant memory of that day, Xu Yi frowned slightly, but finally answered the phone.

After Lin Xingmo ate a few mouthfuls of Similu, he leaned on Xu Yi's shoulder and listened to him quietly.

"Well, what's the matter?" he heard the man say.

Xu Yi's voice was deep and mellow, and it rang softly in Lin Xingmo's ears. The voice shook his eardrums, making him feel a little itchy in his ears.

Lin Xingmo adjusted his posture, his eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on the man's gently rolling Adam's apple.

His eyes stared unblinking, as if attracted.

"Master Ruan Qingqiu?"

Xu Yi didn't notice Lin Xingmo's gaze.

He listened to the person on the opposite side talking, raised one eyebrow, and smiled slightly.

When facing other people, Xu Yi was not as gentle as when facing Lin Xingmo. Even during the call, Xu Yi's majestic and stern aura did not weaken much.

The voice from the phone revealed a bit of panic, and the tone of the person on the other side also became cautious.

The white and thin hand of the young man paused in the air.

Lin Xingmo, who wanted to touch the Adam's apple with his fingertips, couldn't help but paused. He raised his head, and the man's profile was reflected in his light blue eyes.

The man's jaw was sharp and angular, and the cold and hard line coupled with the slightly pursed lip line made him look very unfriendly.

The hand that paused in mid-air moved hesitantly, but he finally took it back.

Lin Xingmo leaned on Xu Yi's shoulder and continued to listen to him.

Xu Yi still didn't notice his gaze.

He said casually: "Didn't it mean that Master Ruan's paintings are not for sale, but only given to those who are destined?"

Master Ruan Qingqiu?

The name sounds familiar.

Lin Xingmo thought about it, and realized that this seemed to be Senior Wu Liangyu's teacher. The senior had mentioned it to him during the art exhibition last time.

Does Xu Yi want to buy his paintings?

He turned his thoughts slowly, his eyes still fell on Xu Yi's face, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The voice on the phone was intermittent, and some couldn't hear clearly. It should be the staff of the gallery explaining to Xu Yi.

The more Xu Yi listened, the more he frowned, and a trace of anger gradually appeared in his eyes, but in the end, he squinted his eyes again, and all his emotions subsided.

"Is this the result of your communication? Okay, I will think about it, first."

Afterwards, Xu Yi hung up the phone.

His brows were still frowning unhappily, but when he lowered his head slightly and met Lin Xingmo's eyes, all the indifference and haze on his face dissipated like a sunny day after rain.

Xu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the state of the two of them at the moment.

His wheelchair was docked next to the sofa, and Lin Xingmo was sitting on the sofa, leaning over to hug him.

Because of this slightly awkward posture, a corner of his loose clothes was lifted, revealing half of his snow-white slender waist.

Although the posture was a bit awkward, it also made him feel Lin Xingmo's closeness and dependence on him.

Xu Yi bent his lips and smiled, other emotions disappeared in the dark ink pupils, only soft tenderness remained.

He tightened his arms, hugged Lin Xingmo into his arms, put his chin on his forehead, and rubbed him affectionately.

Lin Xingmo stared at his "changing face" steadily.

In just a split second, the uncomfortable temperament in Xu Yi's body disappeared completely, and was replaced by the person he was familiar with and who made him feel at ease——

When their relationship was the most alienated, Xu Yi never faced him with such a sharp and cold attitude.

Facing different people, there are different attitudes and coping methods. This is what Lin Xingmo knew in the past, but he rarely paid attention to it.

The lack of emotion made him unable to get close to others. In the face of everyone else, except those who offended him, Lin Xingmo basically treated them equally.

But now, with the recovery of his emotions, he gradually realized that there are different ways of treating different people... Lin Xingmo is slowly adapting to this change.

However, when Lin Xingmo thought back to the past, his treatment of Xu Yi... seemed to be different from others.

Because he is his partner, he can be more unscrupulous.

Thinking of this, Lin Xingmo couldn't help calling softly: "Xu Yi."

"Ok?"

Xu Yi looked down at him, and then he saw the young man approaching him and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

It was just a superficial kiss, but since it was Lin Xingmo's initiative, the meaning was quite different.

Xu Yi felt his ears burning, he coughed in disguise, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Lin Xingmo shook his head and rested his pillow on his shoulder again.

He likes how Xu Yi treats him differently, and likes his natural gentleness towards him.

Yes, he likes it.

And don't want to share it with others.

This idea came up so naturally, and Lin Xingmo didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was just like Xu Yi not letting him get close to others, this was their unique way of getting along.

This uniqueness and specialness made him feel a kind of inner stability.

But soon, Lin Xingmo thought of something again.

Then... is it acceptable that Mr. Cheng treats grandma differently?

He frowned, feeling that this could not be generalized.

He thought of the old man's goddess. In the past so many years, he also hung her picture on the wall, so he is not unique to grandma, which is unacceptable.

After reaching the conclusion, Lin Xingmo turned his attention away, and asked softly, "What is the gallery calling you for? I heard...Master Ruan Qingqiu?"

"Well, I was going to buy his paintings before."

Xu Yi explained, "But he didn't sell it, so he had to give up in the end..."

Having said that, he suddenly froze.

Lin Xingmo watched Xu Yi speak, and finally stretched out his "devil's claws" to Xu Yi's Adam's apple, and poked gently with his fingertips on his rolling Adam's apple.

Xu Yi trembled all over. He looked at Lin Xingmo helplessly, reached out and grabbed his restless cat-like hand, kissed his fingertips, and then held it tightly in his hand.

Lin Xingmo struggled a little, but found that he couldn't, so he had to give up.He continued the topic just now, "You want to buy his paintings because... because you like them?"

Lin Xingmo recalled the introduction Senior Wu gave him. That Ruan Qingqiu seemed to be a very powerful master of traditional Chinese painting. No matter in style or fame, he was far from this master.

If Xu Yi likes his paintings, then...Lin Xingmo rarely hesitates.

Fortunately, Xu Yi shook his head, "It's not like I like it, I just appreciate it, but one of my elders likes it very much. I originally wanted to buy it as his birthday gift."

"elder?"

Lin Xingmo sat up straight. Besides Mama Du, he remembered that Xu Yi had several elders...

But they didn't show up in past timelines.

So, did you get in touch later?

The letter that Mama Du didn't find immediately came to his mind, and Lin Xingmo remembered that he heard Mama Du mention Xinghai City...

When he was thinking, Xu Yi nodded, "Well, it's my uncle, you... you should remember him, right?"

Xu Yi was a little uncertain. Lin Xingmo didn't care about him before, and the two sides hadn't met much, so they probably didn't remember.

"Uncle?"

Sure enough, Lin Xingmo blinked, his light blue eyes showed a bit of bewilderment.

Xu Yi didn't mind, and patiently explained to him: "Uncle has helped me a lot, and to me, he is... a sort of father."

Hearing this, Lin Xingmo was completely stunned.

He thought of the man who slapped little Xu Yi, so... he must be Xu Yi's father, right?

Such a bad guy... When he turned into a snow ball, he could clearly perceive the hatred for that man hidden in the boy's heart.

For Xu Yi, his father should be someone he doesn't want to mention, right?However, he regarded another elder as his father...

Although Xu Yi said it lightly at the moment, with the experience of the past timeline, Lin Xingmo already understood the importance of this "uncle" in Xu Yi's mind.

Although he really didn't remember this elder very much, he also paid more attention to it.

"Is his birthday coming up?" Lin Xingmo asked.

"Well, December 25th in the lunar calendar." Xu Yi said, "Let's go to my uncle's house for dinner then."

Lin Xingmo nodded.

He thought of Xu Yi's conversation with the gallery staff just now, "Then the gallery contacted you because..."

Hearing his question, Xu Yi pursed his lips, and his expression became a little unhappy again, but he finally said truthfully: "Well, Master Ruan is willing to sell me a painting."

Lin Xingmo knew that he hadn't finished speaking, so he looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

Xu Yi sighed and said, "But he has one condition."

"What conditions?" Lin Xingmo asked curiously.

It shouldn't be a matter of money, otherwise Xu Yi wouldn't be so unhappy.

Xu Yi loosened the neckline with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "He wants to see us."

"We?" Lin Xingmo sensed the key word.

"Yes." Xu Yi replied, "He invited me to visit his house with you."

Lin Xingmo was puzzled, "Why?"

"Who knows?"

Xu Yi shrugged his shoulders, and said with a bit of sourness, "Probably because your Senior Wu initiated this matter."

The author says:

As I said before, with the three-dimensional busyness and physical reasons, I feel that I can't take care of it, so the update of this book should be changed to random drop orz;

The end will definitely end, everyone please rest assured!kisses--