Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

The weather in October is not so muggy anymore.

The galleries are still full of scattered viewers. Some people will walk into the cool gallery for a few 10 minutes when they are tired from shopping on the street.

A tea set was neatly placed in front of Song Guowen, and there was still half of the tea in the Jiancup.He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the gallery, watching passers-by on the street with interest.

Not long after, a tall man walked over from a distance, with black short sleeves, loose camouflage cropped trousers, and a peaked cap.Beside him was a tall and thin beauty, wearing a blue chiffon dress that looked crystal clear under the sunlight.

The man next to her wanted to hug her shoulders, but she slapped him away, then made a face at the man and ran towards the gallery.

Song Guowen smiled silently, picked up the Jianzhan, and drank the tea.He took out two Jiancups and put them opposite him, then picked up the teapot and filled both teacups with tea.

After a while, the two walked in.

Song Guowen looked up and met Ling Pan's eyes.

Ling Pan pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, tucked his short hair behind his ears, and called softly, "Dad."

Song Guowen smiled and nodded: "Sit down quickly."

Wang Jiulong beside him bowed slightly to Song Guowen: "Hello, Uncle."

Song Guowen pushed the tea in front of them with a smile, and said, "I'm so happy that you two can come today."

Wang Jiulong took the tea respectfully, and said, "Pan'er and I have been very busy recently, especially I am busy with the special show, so I have no time to come and see you. I finally got free today, and I want to come and see you."

"It's hard for you to have a heart."

Ling Pan muttered to the side: "I didn't ask you to come..."

Song Guowen glanced at her: "Panpan!"

Wang Jiulong didn't mind, he just smiled helplessly: "She hasn't reconciled with me yet."

"Yo." Song Guowen drank his tea, staring at Ling Pan, "Have you reconciled yet? Da Nan, I can't teach you how to coax your wife. If you can't coax your wife, forget it."

Wang Jiulong smiled: "Hey, I see."

Ling Pan pouted at Song Guowen: "Dad! Are you facing him or me?"

Song Guowen spread his hands: "I am neutral."

"..."

Ling Pan glared at Wang Jiulong, who was giggling next to him, and stretched out his hand to pinch his waist.Wang Jiulong was in pain, but because of Song Guowen's face, it was not easy to fight with her, so he had to suppress his screams abruptly.

Song Guowen saw it and smiled silently.

The two sat in the gallery all afternoon. Before leaving, Song Guowen took off the copy of "Mydaughter" on the wall, removed the frame, rolled it up and handed it to Ling Pan.

He smiled and said, "This is a gift from Dad. I have always wanted to give it to you, but after so many years, I have never had this opportunity. Today is just right. I will give it to you as a late gift."

Ling Pan took the painting, and a look of emotion flashed in her eyes. She stared at Song Guowen, tightened the painting in her arms, and nodded: "Yes, I see. I... I will come to see you again when I have time... Dad."

Song Guowen smiled and said, "Okay, let's go, slow down on the road."

After Ling Pan turned and left, Song Guowen called to stop Wang Jiulong again.

"Big Nan."

Wang Jiulong turned around: "What's the matter, Uncle?"

Song Guowen stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Take care of her."

Wang Jiulong looked at the man in front of him who had gone through vicissitudes but was indifferent, and nodded heavily: "I will, don't worry."

Song Guowen chuckled lightly: "First coax the little girlfriend well!"

Wang Jiulong nodded: "Hey! Good!"

After bidding farewell to Song Guowen, Wang Jiulong and Ling Pan sat in the car.Wang Jiulong took her painting, put it in the back seat, fastened his seat belt, and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

"Row."

"Go back to my house." Ling Pan emphasized.

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows: "Isn't your home your home?"

Ling Pan looked away: "Who told you? Just go to my house!"

"Why are you going to your house?"

"..." Ling Pan glanced at him awkwardly.

Right...what are you going to do?

I can't talk about it for a while...

Seeing her appearance, Wang Jiulong understood, coughed lightly, and said, "Why don't we go open a room?"

Ling Pan suddenly turned his head and stared at him: "Stinky rascal!"

Wang Jiulong came up to her and said in a low voice, "Your relative has been away for almost half a month, right? You still won't let me touch you?"

"No!" Ling Pan pushed him away pretending to be disgusted, "Oh, sit down, don't keep rubbing against me!"

Following her strength, Wang Jiulong fell down on his seat and looked at her with a smile.

Ling Pan brushed his short hair, glanced at him, and said, "Drive."

Wang Jiulong sighed and started the car silently.

This girl is quite difficult to coax.

Ling Pan turned away from the window and looked up at the sun shining through the gaps in the dense branches and leaves of the sidewalk trees. She felt very comfortable, opened the window, and let the wind blow her face.

"Wang Jiulong."

Ling Pan suddenly called his name.

He turned his head: "Huh?"

Ling Pan still looked out the window: "Wang Jiulong."

"what happened?"

"Brother Big Nan."

"what?"

"Wang Haonan."

"I am here."

Ling Pan suddenly laughed, and she turned her head: "I'll give you a chance to invite me to dinner!"

……

Said it was dinner, but Ling Pan held several bottles of beer and drank to his heart's content.

Wang Jiulong looked at her helplessly and said, "I'm not responsible for carrying you back."

Ling Pan opened his blurred eyes, tilted his head to look at Wang Jiulong in front of him, smiled innocently, stood up unsteadily, moved towards him, and sat beside him.

Resting his head on his shoulder, he said vaguely, "I'm happy."

Wang Jiulong couldn't hide the pampering in his eyes. He pushed her hair behind her ears and asked, "What are you happy about?"

Ling Pan laughed, took his arm and said, "I'm glad I'm back with you again, you still love me."

Wang Jiulong took her shoulders and said softly, "Okay, you're drunk, let's go home."

Ling Pan suddenly struggled away, looked at him with innocent eyes, and shook his head: "No! I don't want to go home!"

"why?"

"I'm drunk now, you'll do that to me, I'm afraid I can't help it." Ling Pan's voice didn't sound too aggrieved.

Wang Jiulong immediately covered her mouth, and then looked around. Fortunately, they were sitting in a corner, and the voices were noisy, so no one heard her.

He laughed: "If you can't bear it, don't bear it."

Ling Pan shook his head desperately: "No! I'm still arrogant!"

"..."

Wang Jiulong took the wine in her hand and put it on the table, then helped her up and said, "Okay, let's go home."

"Then don't do that to me."

Wang Jiulong agreed perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, don't do it, don't do it."

"You are not allowed to do it!"

"Don't do it, don't do it!"

"that's not allowed!"

"Don't do it!"

however……

"Well...Wang Jiulong...you lied to me!"

Ling Pan lay under him with a flushed face, his big white hand let go of the arm that was pressing on top of her head, and then hugged her slender waist, and kissed her delicately, Ling Pan that blocked her With such an offensive, after a few complaints, I completely sink into this love...

After being hearty and hearty, Ling Pan was already so tired that he fell asleep.

Wang Jiulong took a shower, then hugged her tightly in the bathroom and wiped her body, before putting her on the bed and covering her with a quilt.

The temperature of the air conditioner was adjusted properly, and he walked out of the bedroom.

on the balcony.

Wang Jiulong stood there blowing the wind, with a cigarette in his mouth, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

After a while, the person on the other end of the phone connected: "Hello?"

"Sister John, what happened to the matter I asked you for?"

John was a little confused: "I called the boss, but she said that she was busy a while ago and she was abroad, so it was inconvenient to contact me. Then I sent her an email, but she never replied to me."

Wang Jiulong lowered his eyes, responded softly, and then said: "Well, if she contacts you, please tell me as soon as possible."

"okay."

After hanging up the phone, he took a sip of the cigarette and exhaled smoke rings from his mouth. Looking at the night view of the city, under the dim light, his eyes seemed to be much firmer.