Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

The time on the phone jumped to 22:00.

He Sheng started packing up immediately after seeing this.

This sound attracted Chi Yunzhou's attention. His painting was already finished, with only the last bit of highlights left. He finished painting the highlights and turned to look at He Sheng.

I noticed at a glance that the painting on her easel was still a work-in-progress.

Chi Yunzhou frowned, "Your painting..."

"Oh, you mean you haven't finished the painting, right? I don't want to paint anymore. I'll paint it tomorrow."

Chi Yunzhou bit his lip, and after struggling for a while, he finally said, "I'm done."

"NO, you said ten o'clock, and now it's time. I want to go to bed." He Sheng refused without hesitation, observing Chi Yunzhou's expression as she spoke. If he showed any stress, she would give up and go against him, but she really didn't want to paint anymore.

Chi Yunzhou became even more confused. Yes, he had set the time limit of ten. He thought she could finish the painting, but he didn't expect that she didn't.

He picked up the brush and wanted to continue painting on He Sheng's canvas, but he was afraid to start. The two of them had different painting styles, and it would look weird if they were combined... The brushstrokes were also different, so there would be some thick and some thin, which would be unharmonious...

After He Sheng packed up his brushes and paints, he was still staring at the canvas. She took away the easel and canvas without hesitation, "I'm leaving. Good night, go to bed early."

Before leaving, he saw the food still on the ground and said, "If you don't want to eat it, I'll ask Uncle Zhao to come up and take it away."

Chi Yunzhou stood there without moving. He was like a wooden man, staring at the place where He Sheng's easel was originally placed. His right hand tightly grasped the pen, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He Sheng was not in a hurry to leave. She stayed at the door and observed for a long time. After confirming that he did not show any particularly strong discomfort, she turned around and left. She put the easel back to her room and noticed that Zhao Bo had rested. She went up again and took the tray away.

Chi Yunzhou had left that position and sat back in his chair.

He Sheng judged that he was fine, it seemed that his obsessive-compulsive disorder was not as serious as she thought.

I put the plates downstairs and stuffed the small bowls into the refrigerator, then went back to my room to change clothes, take a shower, and go to bed.

Today is a beautiful day too, yeah.

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Chi Yunzhou kept repeating to himself, “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s not his painting, it’s not his painting.” He forced himself to go to bed, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.

But when he closed his eyes, all he could see was the unfinished painting, which made him feel very uncomfortable, just like a stone swallowed by a clam, which he could not spit out and which was very painful.

He needed something to distract himself, he couldn't keep thinking.

He took out what he wanted and hid it in the closet. That was good, that was good.

In my haste, I didn't even bother with the blanket inside.

……

The familiar feeling of skin being torn apart made He Sheng sit up from the bed. This time, it was on his arm...

She felt her left arm was numb from the pain, damn!

She was glad that she hadn't slept yet, otherwise it would be another nightmare. She would have a bad night. Although she was having a bad night now, it was better than being stabbed in the dream...

Look what she has been forced into, haha.

He Sheng put on his slippers and ran upstairs. He didn't care about the sound of footsteps at this moment. The most urgent thing was to stop him.

No, where did he get the knife? Huh? I give up, is he Doraemon? His pockets are full of knives, right?

He Sheng suppressed his anger and looked for him in several rooms. Finally, he used the method of elimination to find that he was in the closet. Damn it, he was in the closet last time, in the studio last time, and now he was in the closet again!

He Sheng suddenly opened the closet door, "Chi Yunzhou, what are you doing instead of sleeping? Huh? I'm asking you, what are you doing?!"

Chi Yunzhou lowered her head and carefully cut her forearm with a knife. Not just one cut, but three! No wonder she felt her forearm was numb!

He Sheng already had experience and skillfully snatched the knife from his hand. This time it was a fruit knife. Tsk, where did the fruit knife come from?

He Sheng touched the blade himself. The knife was not very sharp, but he still cut his skin, which was enough to show how much strength he put in.

He Sheng clenched his fists. Why didn’t he feel any pain? Pay the money!

She clenched her fist and hit him on the head, gritting her teeth, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Chi Yunzhou was extremely anxious. Without a knife, he put his fingers in his mouth and bit them quickly and frequently, each time with greater force.

He Sheng widened his eyes and pulled his hand away, saying, "I'm not your friend, don't bite your fingers off."

The touch of He Sheng's skin brought him back to his senses. His out-of-focus eyes slowly focused, and his deep brown pupils reflected He Sheng's face. He said, "Draw... Finished."

This time it was He Sheng's turn to frown, "What?"

He repeated, "Finish the painting."

He started biting his lower lip when he couldn't bite anything with his mouth, and He Sheng's lip corner was bitten by him without him noticing.

She gasped, "Okay, I'll finish it."

Chi Yunzhou stopped biting his lip when he heard that, "Okay, I'll finish it."

He Sheng rubbed his temple. She was really crazy to choose to go against him. The continuous pain must have damaged her brain. No, it's a work injury! Pay the money!

Seeing that she didn't move, Chi Yunzhou urged her, "Go get the painting."

"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?" He Sheng asked him.

Chi Yunzhou was stunned. This was different from his topic, but he still answered honestly, "I'm not hungry or thirsty."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his stomach growling.

He Sheng's stomach was filled with plum and pork ribs. It couldn't be hers, so it could only be Chi Yunzhou's.

"Your stomach says you're hungry."

"The stomach can't talk."

"It's okay, I know you're hungry."

"Not hungry."

"I'm just hungry."

"Not hungry."

"I must be hungry."

"Not hungry."

He Sheng: ...It's an infinite loop, right? Two repeaters.

She took a deep breath and said, "Eat. If you eat, I will finish the painting. If you don't eat, I won't paint."

Chi Yunzhou frowned again, "No."

"Then I won't paint, and you will suffer."

Although she was the one who suffered in the end... Damn.

But it would not be good for Chi Yunzhou if he fainted from hunger. No, it seems that it would be good for her. If he fainted, he would not be able to hurt himself.

No, if I faint and fall face first onto the ground...

Forget it, just hope he gets it.

"Then eat." Chi Yunzhou compromised. Compared with not finishing a painting, eating was more uncomfortable.

"But we need to bandage it first." He Sheng took out the medical kit skillfully, "Stretch out your hand."

Chi Yunzhou pursed his lips, "Trouble."

“Then I won’t paint anymore.”

"No, you draw!" He stretched out his hand obediently, "I'll bandage it, you draw."

He Sheng had a strange look on his face. This method was too effective.

Practice makes perfect. He Sheng is now very skilled and still grimaces when applying iodine.

He Sheng applied medicine to him and looked up from time to time. It was too painful. If he didn't look up, tears would fall. Damn it, Chi Yunzhou should pay the money! The mental damages should be doubled!

Chi Yunzhou didn't quite understand her behavior, but he wasn't interested in asking more questions. He just wanted it to be over quickly and let her paint.

"Hurry up," he urged.

He Sheng picked up the gauze and stuffed it into his mouth, "Shut up."

I'm already annoyed, why are you rushing me?