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Qu Yi licked his lips: "I want to try it myself, and auntie is a master, my level is not yet..."

"I'm going because they are all professional masters," Wen Huancheng said eagerly, "How many people rely on their relationships to squeeze out an opportunity they want, and you give up time and time again, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Qu Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and he gritted his teeth.

Wen Huancheng pushed away the chair and stood up, looking down at Qu Yi: "Is your ambition all about live broadcasting, and even your major has become unimportant?"

Bowed up: "I never said I would give up my major."

Hong Jianguo wanted to interject, but immediately Wen Huan took another step closer, staring at Qu Yi: "Look at what you are doing every day, the school sent you to Musashino for an exchange, you are good, go and see The competition has made everyone in the school know about it, do you still have a little bit of time to focus on the business?"

"The day I went to watch the game, the communication was over. It's not like you don't know." Qu Yi didn't budge even when his temper came up. "I've done what I should do. What's the problem with the live broadcast? I can earn money to make my life easier." Why not do it with more money?"

"You really are," Wen Huancheng clenched his fists, "you don't want to go on a good road, but you insist on falling into those quagmire."

Qu Yi sniffed: "Brother Cheng, why do I have to go through the quagmire to earn money by myself? Do I have to be supported by others in my life?" He threw the things into the box, "I don't want to rely on others Charity, I've lived like this for 20 years, and I don't want the rest of my life to be like this."

Wen Huancheng breathed heavily in his chest, his eyes were red, he closed his eyes hard a few times, and turned his head away: "That's not what I meant, I never thought of giving your life away."

"But this is how I feel." Qu Yi straightened his spine, "You grew up in a good family, watching movies, tasting tea and enjoying paintings on weekends is so common for you, how could you bother to please? viewers, but for me, live streaming is the most expensive part-time job I can find so far.”

Qu Yi is not good at arguing, and all the words he said were breathless, he lowered his head: "I know that the gallery is the dream place of all interns, but," he looked at the gray and white floor, "Brother Cheng, don't use it. Your thoughts bind me, please."

He understands that different growth environments bring different thoughts to people, so he never told Wen Huancheng what he said, but he already felt that he was out of breath. The kindness and help of the people around him accumulated over the years An invisible pressure gradually formed in Li, which made him feel owed and tired.

Hong Jianguo was at a loss, and just as he was about to persuade him, a teardrop rolled down the corner of Huancheng's eyes.

"I'm sorry," Wen Huancheng said in a hoarse voice, "but I didn't underestimate you." He pulled his coat from the back of the chair and pushed open the door.

Click.

The door closed automatically, covering the last gap with black.

Qu Yi closed his eyes in frustration, Hong Jianguo sighed, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Cheng's temper is better than me, so don't be angry about such a trivial matter. I'll call him back for dinner tonight."

"En." Qu Yi responded in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to reorganize the suitcase, but finally found that all the things were put in the wrong place.

Brother Cheng didn't come back for dinner.

Didn't even go back to the dormitory.

Qu Yi watched the clock on his mobile phone change from 22:59 to 23:00, and suddenly woke up. Jin Yuan's plane had landed for 15 minutes, but he didn't send him a message.

He dialed the phone.

The first one didn't pick up, the second one didn't pick up, and the third one finally did.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Is the plane late?"

"No, everything is safe," Jin Yuan calmed him down, "On the plane... I met a surprise." He turned his head, and "Surprise" himself blinked his big bright eyes at him.

Qu Yi didn't pay attention to his last sentence, and he felt much relieved when he said "everything is safe".

"Why don't you talk?" Jin Yuan asked him.

Flicking the little gold pot on the table with one finger: "I... don't know what to say."

Jin Yuan twitched his brows lightly, feeling that something was wrong with him: "What happened?"

And Surprise himself stood aside with his arms propped up: "Who happened?"

Jin Yuan turned his head to look at her, pressed his index finger on his lips, and waited for Qu Yi to speak.

The gentle female voice still came into the receiver, and Qu Yi asked hesitantly, "Is there... anyone else over there?"

"It's okay, it's my mother," Jin Yuan said, "She came to Japan to watch my game, she was on the same flight with me, and I didn't find out until I got on the plane."

Qu Yi calmed down, and nodded to himself: "Oh, hello, Auntie."

Jin Yuan smiled unconsciously: "She can't hear it again."

"Then you can convey it." Qu Yi said.

Jin Yuan freed his hands from the steering wheel and switched to hands-free: "Mom, let's say hello one by one."

Mother Jin moved her chin closer to the center console, her eyes lit up: "Yi Yi?"

"Ah?!" Qu Yi never expected Jin Yuanzhen to say so, and hurriedly greeted, "Ah, hello, Auntie."

Mother Jin smiled: "Hello, I have seen you, at the competition site."

"...Really, are we sitting together?" Qu Yi couldn't remember at all, and responded in a hurry.

Mother Jin shook her head: "No, when Yuan Yuan dragged you to the stage, I sat obliquely behind you."

When Qu Yi first heard Yuan Yuan's name, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he noticed what Jin's mother said, "pull you to the stage".

... Pulling you onto the stage, wouldn't it mean that he also threw himself into Jin Yuan's arms!

"Mom, stop playing this redundancies, okay?" Jin Yuan smiled helplessly, and drove the car into the garage, "Is there anything else to say, if I have nothing to say, I'll turn off the speakerphone."

Jin's mother pressed his hand and said angrily, "Wait, I just said a few words to Yiyi." She turned to Qu Yi again, "Yiyi, Auntie heard Jin Yuan say that you are so cute. Auntie also likes you very much, come to play at home in a few days, I will make delicious food for you."

The information is too explosive, what does it mean to listen to what Jin Yuan said?What did Jin Yuan say?cute?Where is the cuteness?

He was so flustered that he didn't know where to put his eyes, a strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind, did Jin Yuan's family rely on food to deceive children?

"Aren't you going to Thailand to dance with the ladyboy sisters the day after tomorrow?" Jin Yuan unbuttoned his seat belt, "Are you asking someone to come to your house to play with the air?"

"Then don't you have a few days offseason? What's wrong with you accompanying the guests?" Mother Jin flipped through the schedule, "I don't seem to be free recently, so let me make a new appointment with Yi Yi?"

Jin Yuan heard that Qu Yi didn't speak, and took the initiative to help him refuse: "He has to go to school, and I will take him home when there is a holiday."

"That's fine," Mother Jin leaned on the back of the chair regretfully, "It's all because I'm too busy, come and play during the winter vacation.",

Qu Yimeng nodded, thanking Jin Yuan very much for helping him resist the enthusiasm of his aunt.

Jin Yuan pressed the speakerphone and got out of the car, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you unhappy today?"

Qu Yi pursed his lips, trying to deny it, but he seemed unable to lie to Jin Yuan, and finally gave a low hum: "Brother Cheng and I had a quarrel, and he was so angry with me that he went home."

Jin Yuan was still a little worried, but when he heard the childish and melancholy words behind him, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while. He opened the door with the key, pointed to his mother Jin's room, and then closed the door: "It's just me. People, do you want to chat with me? Baba can be your trash can today."

Qu Yinun pursed his lips, zipped up his coat, and sat on the stairs outside: "Brother Cheng wants me to go to his gallery for an internship, but I don't really want to go, just for this."

"Is there any problem with that gallery?" Jin Yuan asked.

Qu Yi shook his head: "No, the gallery is very good, but... I feel me," he rested his forehead on his knees, "I feel myself, I..." He repeated it many times, but couldn't find the right words to express it. describe yourself.

Jin Yuan took the car keys from the table, opened the door and went out.

Qu Yi gave up explaining his own psychology: "I met Brother Cheng when I was in elementary school, and his mother is Aunt Lin. Aunt Lin stayed in the hospital for several months. It was Aunt Lin who taught me how to use a brush and how to draw. Aunt Lin was discharged from the hospital. Then I contacted a local teacher who was an acquaintance of hers and asked him to teach me art."

Jin Yuan couldn’t understand many things in his words, such as why Qu Yihui studied painting with Aunt Lin in the hospital, and whether he found a local teacher to teach him for free, but these are not very important. I see, Aunt Lin was Qu Yi's first teacher and gave him the conditions to learn painting, so now Qu Yi is in the art department.The Wen family may mean a lot to Qu Yi, but as for the relationship with Wen Huancheng, we have to listen further.

"Well, I'm listening," he said.

Qu paused, as if organizing his words.

"Every one or two years, Aunt Lin will bring Brother Cheng back to City M, so Brother Cheng and I have known each other since childhood," he said.

Jin Yuan tapped on the steering wheel with his fingertips. The story of bamboo horses and bamboo horses sounded a little...unhappy to him.

Especially thinking that Wen Huancheng lied that he was Quyi's object before.

That's very, very unpleasant.

"Auntie Lin helped me to fill in the application form and the art test. She got a good grade in the art test, and she was in the same department as Brother Cheng," Qu Yi said, "but..." That indescribable emotion was on the top again. On his forehead, he paused for a long time before uttering a sentence, "In Brother Cheng's heart, I may be like a younger brother who needs to be taken care of all the time. He will make many decisions for me...but I don't know how to describe myself," His Adam's apple twitched, and he finally chose to say, "I'm very, I don't know what to do."

Jin Yuan probably drew the main line from his messy speech.

Besides that, he also understood one thing, Qu Yi didn't know Wen Huancheng's feelings for him at all.

"Actually, what Brother Cheng said is good and correct," Qu Yi grabbed the edge of his coat, "but I want to make my own decisions, and I want to live on my own."

Jin Yuan softened his tone as much as possible: "Yiyi, you have the right to refuse the kindness offered by others, and there is nothing wrong with that." He raised his hand to take the parking card, drove into the campus, "Put on your clothes and go downstairs."

Qu Yi looked down at his pajama pants, still immersed in sadness, and asked blankly: "Huh?"

Jin Yuan said: "Pick you up to play, do you want to go?"

"Huh?" Qu Yi hadn't received the news yet.

Jin Yuan smiled and stopped the car: "My car can no longer be driven in, so get out quickly."

"Now...now?" Qu Yi stood up abruptly.

Jin Yuan cut a video for him, there was no light in the stairwell, Qu Yi was in the dark in the video, he could only see a shadow, so he smiled and shook his phone on the dashboard, and took a picture of the car The teaching building in front: "If you don't come again, I will go home."

Qu Yi was stunned for two seconds, and immediately ran back: "Wait for me!"

Jin Yuan saw that the picture in the camera began to shake, first it turned into the floor of the corridor, and after opening the door, it was a bright dormitory. Qu Yi probably put his phone on the table, and his vision was completely dark.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Hong Jiang asked from the bed.

Qu Yi put on his pants in case he had to live outside, and took his ID card again: "I'm going out to play."

"Go out to play now?" Hong Jianguo turned off the anime, "Guigui, it's [-]:[-], who are you going to play with?" He thought about it carefully, and then persuaded him thoughtfully, "Yiyi, I told you what happened today. Don't worry too much, brother Cheng just went home for dinner, and he's not angry with you..."

Qu Yi paused, stretched out his hand and stroked the back of Hong Jiang's hand, then moved to the door step by step, opened the door, squeezed out half of his body, swished like hot words: "Go play with your father!" Then Just run away.

He heard Hong Jiang yelling "Fuck me!! Qu Yi, get the fuck back!!!", and ran wildly while having fun.

Wen Huancheng came out of the bar, turned on his cell phone, and immediately received a call from Lin Yu.

"Jianguo called me and said that you don't live in the dormitory, where are you now?" Lin Yu asked.

He cleared his throat: "Mom, I'm going home now."

"I'm scared to death, come back early." Lin Yu hung up the phone.

Wen Huancheng leaned against the wall and woke up. The driver's door of a car next to him slammed shut, and then a pair of shoes appeared in sight.

He squinted his eyes and found that he had exactly the same pair, so he simply raised his head to see where the fellows came from, with such good eyesight.

"Wen Huancheng." Zhou Yanchuan stood in front of him.

The night wind in December was already extremely cold, Qu Yi jumped down from the three steps at the door of the dormitory, his down jacket even vibrated up and down when he ran.

Jin Yuan closed the car door, stood under the street light, watched the blue mark on the shared map approaching quickly, bowed his head and smiled slightly.

The campus in the early morning was already silent, the street lamps cast dappled light and shadows on the century-old trees, Jin Yuan looked at the corner in the distance, until the quiet air gradually heard the sound of hasty footsteps.

The young man's forehead hair had a wet luster, and his bright eyes were exceptionally clear in the darkness. Jin Yuan took two steps forward and raised his hand to stop him: "Idiot, I ran too far."

Qu Yi supported his knees and panted heavily: "Come on, come on."

Jin Yuan touched his face, it was icy cold, but his forehead was soaked in sweat and warm, he patted his back to give him comfort: "Are you naive, I don't want you to take a physical test."

He straightened his waist and took two deep breaths: "Who are you underestimating? I can pass the physical test by crawling."

"Don't worry about you," Jin Yuan pushed him, "Get in the car first."

Qu Yi put on his seat belt: "Why did you come here suddenly? Fortunately, I have a good relationship with the housekeeper, otherwise I really can't get out." He pressed Jin Yuan's fingertips, "Hey, don't turn on the air conditioner, I'm so hot, you open the window and I'll blow for a while."

His palm is hot.

When touching Jin Yuan's cold fingertips, the temperature difference made each other feel extremely obvious.

Qu Yi squeezed his fingers together and sat back in his original position.

"Your social skills are good, and the housekeeper knows you well." Jin Yuan slowly drove the car out of the campus, "Just play for a while, or you will catch a cold."

Qu Yi was proud: "I repaired a few wedding photos for him and the dormitory auntie, and he became acquainted with me. He even treated me to eat red bayberry in summer."

He was a little excited, completely forgetting how depressed he was just 5 minutes ago, hating himself for not being able to extricate himself: "Where are we going to play?" He leaned against the car window and looked outside. Very familiar, just holding hands with another person, jumping and spinning Chacha, Qu Yi grabbed the car window, "Brother Cheng?"

Jin Yuan twitched his eyebrows, stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, but asked slowly, "What's wrong?"

Qu Yi rubbed his eyes: "Maybe I misread..."

Jin Yuan rolled up the car window and turned the steering wheel: "Have you heard of e-sports hotels?"

"Huh?" Qu Yi turned to look at him, "What kind of hotel is that?"

Jin Yuan introduced to him: "In short, it is an Internet cafe with a bed."

"Then why not a hotel with computers?" Qu Yi asked.

Jin Yuan choked: "You are really a logic genius."