I heard you are a junior

After returning from the opening ceremony of the restaurant, Yan Zinan was silent all the way, looking out the window without saying a word.

"Zi Nan?" Yin Xinchang poked carefully, "Are you okay?"

Yan Zinan nodded, her cheeks were itchy from the messy hair of the wig, she took off the fixed clip, and pulled it off with force.

The long skirt was still the same long skirt, and the slightly worn-out makeup could be concealed in the dim light, but the short hair that was cut for money was raised abruptly, and was grabbed by impatient hands, becoming a Can't see it at all.

Yin Xinchang couldn't see Yan Zinan's expression clearly, but felt that this self-destructive look was very bad, so he took a comb from his bag and handed it over.

Yan Zinan picked it up, holding it still in his hand, and said sarcastically, "In the eyes of others, I am a third-rate painter who slanders my teacher and likes to make hype. No matter how I dress up, I won't change."

"No!" Yin Xinchang was in a hurry, "Your paintings are very good, but they don't know what to do!"

Yan Zinan didn't speak, and pinched the comb even harder with her fingertips.

Yin Xinchang tried to admit his mistake, "Zi Nan, I was wrong this time, I didn't expect Feng Weize..."

"Stop talking." Yan Zinan interrupted her, "Pay the money and deliver the goods. It can sell for [-]. Don't feel wronged."

Yin Xinchang was stunned.

The car drove steadily to the door of the house, Yan Zinan didn't wait for her, knocked the wig into the bag and got out of the car quickly, took off the high heels in front of the gravel road, held them in his hands, and limped into the house enduring the frayed heels .

Yin Xinchang thought of a photo that he posted on Weibo on weekdays - a girl in a formal suit, walking barefoot at the subway entrance with high heels, a simple back view, expressing all the sadness of running for life.

She has never experienced such a life, and even though she has suffered repeated setbacks with Yan Zinan, she has never faced the malice of those people head-on.

Why? "Sang Tian" was stolen, and "Quiet Night" was completed so perfectly, why did you focus on the rumors about Yan Zinan and stir up some embarrassing enthusiasm?

Yin Xinchang felt that Yan Zinan could not continue to be wronged, took out his wallet, looked at the card Uncle Zhong handed over for his father, hesitated for a moment and called Feng Weize, "Hey, I want to buy back that set of paintings."

Feng Weize said, "Pay the money first, and someone will send it to you tomorrow."

"Okay, send me the contract by the way." Yin Xinchang readily agreed, "Send it to my uncle's house."

When Feng Weize heard it, he thought about it carefully, and immediately realized that her money came from his family. This transaction was monitored by his elders, so he didn't dare to play tricks at all, so he ordered the staff next to him to remove the paintings on the wall for him.

Yin Xinchang entered the house and went to the study to operate the transfer.

She finished her work and sent a message to her uncle.Compared to the last time when he bought a fake picture with extravagance, my uncle thought that she spent [-] yuan for a joke, so he didn't care much, "Okay, I'll take it for you, where should I put it?"

"Just put it in my room."

Yin Xinchang breathed a sigh of relief after making the phone call, turned off the computer and prepared to take a shower, when he opened the door, he saw Yan Zinan standing outside.

Yan Zinan changed into the red plaid pajamas she bought last time, fixedly looked at her and asked, "What did you buy?"

"Uh..." Yin Xinchang felt that Yan Zinan would return the [-] to her, so she chose not to say, "I bought a cabinet."

Yan Zinan didn't doubt it, "Tomorrow?"

"No, let me go to my uncle's house."

"Do you have a room at Uncle's house?"

Yin Xinchang didn't think there was anything wrong, and counted them one by one to Yan Zinan, "Yes, uncle's house, aunt's house, uncle's house, grandparents' house, and grandparents' house."

Yan Zinan listened expressionlessly, and gave a perfunctory response, "Oh."

"are you looking for me?"

Yan Zinan raised her hand, "Return the necklace to you."

Yin Xinchang lowered his eyes and saw a limp necklace in his palm, without any bright and gorgeous shadows. For some reason, he pushed Yan Zinan's hand back, "Give it to you, You look good in it."

Yan Zinan didn't speak, and put the necklace on the small table by the door.

"Hey, don't go..." Yin Xinchang chased after Yan Zinan, "Can you chat with me? Don't be bored by yourself."

"Let go!" Yan Zinan couldn't shake her off and glared coldly.

Yin Xinchang was not affected at all, adding another hand to hold it even tighter, "Don't let go."

Yan Zinan laughed back in anger, stretched out her hand to unbutton it, decisively took off the jacket she was holding on to, and flung it casually.

Yin Xinchang didn't expect to be able to do this, and stared blankly at Yan Zinan, who was only wearing underwear, striding back to the room, with a slender figure, a straight waist, and pants hanging because they were too loose, revealing half of her body that could not be seen clearly. tattoo.

She looked at it from top to bottom, and in the end, all she could see was the winding pattern on the half of her waist.

Like a spell.

It was two o'clock, and Yin Xinchang was still thinking about Yan Zinan's back as he left gracefully, turned around and looked at the red plaid pajamas on the sofa, in a trance.

She bit her lip and sat up depressed.

Yan Zinan returned her necklace, so she should also return this pajamas, right?

Yin Xinchang lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, picked up his pajamas, and ran to Yan Zinan's room.

She was aggressive all the way, but she was discouraged when she reached the door.

It's not that Yin Xinchang is afraid, but seeing that his shadow cast on the door wall has a frizzy hairstyle, and he feels that it's hard to look good with a chicken nest head on his head.

She pawed and tugged twice sullenly, and found that it was getting more and more messy, so she went back to the room to comb her hair in a stupid way.Looking in the mirror, she found out a bunch of problems, such as heavy dark circles under the eyes, dry lips, pajamas were taken casually, and there were many creases when they were not folded properly last time.

Yin Xinchang was depressed, went back to the cloakroom and changed into a skirt, tied up her hair, glanced at the cosmetics and found that removing makeup was too annoying, so she picked out lipstick and put it on to brighten her complexion.

Everything is ready, she can return the pajamas.

Yin Xinchang went to look for Yan Zinan aggressively again, this time he reached the door smoothly, raised his hand and knocked unhurriedly, and when the door opened, Yan Zinan's face appeared.

Everything is perfect.

however……

"Is something wrong?" Yan Zinan sized her up.

Yin Xinchang clenched his fists, hating himself for having a bad memory, thinking about dressing up but not bringing pajamas with him.She brushed her hair back, forced a deep and calm breath, put on a polite smile and said, "Let's talk."

Yan Zinan still had a cold face, "It's very late."

"Let's have a heart-to-heart talk late at night, can you save some face?"

Yan Zinan replied decisively, "Not good."

"Hey! Don't!" Yin Xinchang stretched out his hand to resist, and accidentally pushed the door open with force.

Yan Zinan reacted very quickly, dodged sideways, and quietly watched her lose her balance and fall inward.

Yin Xinchang staggered a bit, managed not to fall, looked back at Yan Zinan who was leaning against the door calmly, felt ashamed, and muttered sullenly, "I'm sorry to disturb you, go on to sleep, I'll go back right away..."

She lowered her head and took two steps, but was stopped by a hand.

Yan Zinan hung her arm less than one centimeter away from her, and could leave at any time, or hold her tightly, "What are you talking about?"

Yin Xinchang pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at Yan Zinan, and asked a question he really wanted to ask, "What... what is the tattoo on your waist?"

"Phoenix."

"Oh..." Yin Xinchang muttered blindly, "Did I see wings?"

Yan Zinan sighed softly, "That's all you want to talk about?"

Yin Xinchang blinked, watched Yan Zinan lick his lips, followed suit in a mysterious way, tasted the cool and sweet lemon flavor, stuck out his tongue uncomfortably, and went into the room to find a tissue to wipe.

Yan Zinan closed the door without saying a word, observed for a while to see what Yin Xinchang wanted to do, and pulled out the blocked tissue from behind the desk lamp, "Do you want this?"

"En! Thank you!" Yin Xinchang went up to get it.

Yan Zinan refused, and helped to wipe off the lipstick, first with a tissue, then with her fingertips, and finally getting closer, she rubbed her nose and asked, "Is it clean?"

Yin Xinchang approached on tiptoe, just sent it up like this, and replied in a muffled voice, "No."

Yan Zinan let her rub her twice, opened her lips and kissed her, ruffled her well-manicured hair, grabbed the silky satin skirt, and threw it elsewhere without cherishing it.

Yin Xinchang was not angry at all.

She saw the tattoo clearly, it was really a phoenix.

-

In order to pay 1000 yuan for the painting exhibition, Yan Zinan moved away from Yin Xinchang's house and hid in a small room in Yaqiu Qingmeng's.

Yin Xinchang rested his chin on one hand and looked at the message from Yan Zinan on the phone.

"Give the key to Auntie."

There is also a noble and glamorous full stop ending.

She blinked and read it several times, but that line of words was clearly placed there, announcing the fact that Yan Zinan had moved out.

The uncle on the opposite side saw that she didn't even take a sip of water, shook his head, pushed the peeled crab meat in front of her and said, "Stop playing with your phone, eat quickly."

"Oh..." Yin Xinchang said sullenly, "Thank you uncle."

Seeing that she was still holding on to the phone, my uncle probably knew that it was a sign that she was waiting for a call or a message. He suddenly thought of Yan Zinan who ran away from the exhibition site, and frowned, "Did you quarrel with a friend?"

Yin Xinchang nodded.

My uncle watched her grow up, so he knew that the Yin family took turns pampering a little princess who didn't know how to suffer, so he patiently persuaded her, "Xin Chang, listen to me, 1000 yuan may not be a big deal to you. ,but……"

"Who says it's nothing?" Yin Xinchang retorted, "1000 yuan is a lot!"

Uncle was dumbfounded, "If you think it's a lot, why don't you let your friends pick it up?"

"Because... I don't want Zi Nan to lose face in front of people in Zhenbaoxuan, and I don't want you to have a bad impression of her..." Yin Xinchang glanced at him cautiously, "Uncle, don't look down on Zi Nan."

Uncle couldn't understand, "How could I look down on her?"

Yin Xinchang struggled, "I don't know... I just think it doesn't look good if she doesn't greet you properly, squatting on the ground looking for 1000 yuan." She said while thinking that this reason is too strange, her voice weakened , Recalling how picky the family members were in screening their contacts and blind dates.

She is not tall, looks average, and has too little education. There is only such a small company at home, which will make her suffer...

If Yan Zinan stood in front of her family, she would be eliminated just by using "female gender".

Yin Xinchang has been experimenting during this time, wanting to see how much his family will get used to him, and plans to choose a day to confess that he likes girls.

Since she decided not to go to City A, Dad has unfrozen the credit card. Mom saw that she had lost a lot of weight, and told Auntie to add more food every now and then, and called her back for dinner when she was free. Grandpa and grandma were very happy when they received her call. She came out directly from the house in the mountain, and heard that she was working as a shopping guide in Yaqiu Qingmeng, and said that she wanted to buy a few pictures to support her.

Seeing that she is willing to work hard, the family has been happy for several days.

Uncle even came directly to join in.

Yin Xinchang was not ready, so he let his uncle see Yan Zinan, and it was in an embarrassing conflict, fighting for a small amount of money.

Very bad first impression.

Uncle glanced at the chopsticks she had put down, and sighed, "No, why don't you eat first?"

Yin Xinchang agreed, ate obediently, was dragged to the store for a stroll, swiped his card to vent his anger, quit his job before returning home, and threw the meager part-time salary into the bag at will, without any points at all.

The aunt at home was cooking. Seeing her come back, she gave the freshly cooked fried meat a taste.

Yin Xinchang tasted the taste, got used to it and said, "Zi Nan doesn't eat spicy food."

"Zi Nan isn't eating at home."

"That's right..." Yin Xinchang pursed his lips and forced himself to smile, "Well, that's it, it's delicious!"

That night, she was uncomfortable living alone, so she got up and went to the study to play games all night.When it was just dawn, her eyes were sore and she couldn't hold it anymore. She called her aunt and said she didn't come in today. She walked back to the room in a daze and fell asleep.

When Zhong Yuxiao called, Yin Xinchang was having a second dream, and Yan Zinan took a paintbrush and drew a big X on her face, which was not aesthetically pleasing, and the splashed ink dazzled her eyes.

The ringing continued, she woke up in a start, touched the phone on the bedside table, "Hello?"

"Sleeping?"

"Yeah." Yin Xinchang yawned, "Why, don't you need to accompany Jinya?"

Zhong Yuxiao snorted softly, "She's gone to work."

"You were left at home, are you unhappy and want to find someone to accompany you?"

"No," Zhong Yuxiao asked directly, "Is it reconciled?"

As soon as Yin Xinchang thought of the troubles, he woke up completely from his sleep, rolled on the bed, bumped his head, and realized that this was Yan Zinan's room, not his own.

I've gotten used to sleeping these days, and I always go back to the wrong place.

Yin Xinchang was even more annoyed, and felt that it was not a good thing to be alone, so he suggested, "I want to go to your house for dinner first..."

"No."

"But your cooking is so delicious."

"bring it on."

She got up happily, washed up and went out.

During this trip, Yin Xinchang not only ate a full meal, but also understood what Yan Zinan did after hearing Liu Jinya's words.

The problem is... what excuse did he find so that Yan Zinan would not close the door when he saw him?

Yin Xin thought about it, went home and found the red plaid pajamas that hadn't been returned, and drove to Yaqiu Qingmeng.She found the door of the room without any difficulty, raised her hand to knock, hesitated because she was not ready, and turned out the mirror to tidy up her appearance.

She lowered her head, and the door opened in front of her.

"It's really slow." Yan Zinan stared at her expressionlessly, "Come in, it's noisy outside."

"Oh……"

Yin Xinchang followed in, and saw that the residence he had arranged in a short period of time already looked like a studio at home, with waste newspapers paving the floor, used drawing paper and paints piled up in the trash can, and where he could reach it, it was either water glasses or candy.

"Have you eaten yet?" She looked around but couldn't find the takeaway box, and was anxious, "No matter how you paint, you have to eat."

Yan Zinan sniffed the scent on her body, "You eat quite a lot."

"Oh, it's because Xiaoxiao and Jinya are too enthusiastic, I'm too embarrassed not to eat." Yin Xinchang carefully tugged at Yan Zinan, "Are you angry? May I accompany you to dinner?"

Yan Zinan slapped her hand off this time, and walked back to the easel, "There is still a little more to finish the painting."

Yin Xinchang found a place to sit down and waited obediently. After staring for a while, he felt that Yan Zinan's serious appearance was very beautiful, so he took out his mobile phone to take a picture.

"What are you doing photographing me?" Yan Zinan was really about to finish painting, and she could spare her time to take care of her, "Painting is more appreciated."

Yin Xinchang was unconvinced, "Who said that it looks good when you work hard for your dreams."

"Oh? In that case, when did you look good?"

Yin Xinchang rolled his eyes, "Now. You are my dream."

Yan Zinan's brush stopped, and she turned her eyes to look.

Feeling that what he said was really good, Yin Xinchang smiled smugly, went up to tiptoe and kissed, "Yeah."

Yan Zinan laughed, put down her pen and said.

"We go home."

-

After the judgment of Fan Qiuyang's case, Yan Zinan took back what she should have and went to meet Yin's parents in person.

The Yin family's requirements for Yin Xinchang's future partner are very clear: rich, educated, know how to love others, and please Yin Xinchang.

Yan Zinan met all the criteria, and the gender criterion was completely out of the question under Yin Xinchang's coquetry and shamelessness.

"By the way." Yin Xinchang was proud of his favor, and said his decision abruptly in a harmonious atmosphere, "Zi Nan applied to a school in country X, with "Sang Tian" as his representative work, and with the recommendation of his teacher, he should be able to It passed smoothly. I think the scenery in country X is pretty good, and I plan to go together, what do you think?"

Mom expressed concern, "Are you sure? Auntie doesn't live there anymore, no one can take care of you..."

"I can take care of myself!"

Dad's face darkened, "You think you can go if you want? You can go after the test!"

Yin Xin pouted, "I know, I've signed up for work."

Dad was dissatisfied, "Why don't you discuss it with us? Which school? I'll find someone to find out."

"No need, I just want to tell you." Yin Xinchang took Yan Zinan's arm and announced happily, "Keep taking the exam until I pass the exam. Zinan will wait for me."

Dad was anxious, and said harsh words, "How can you drag others down like this!"

Yan Zinan smiled, "Uncle, I just want to graduate once, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later,"

"That's it!" Yin Xinchang brags about his daughter-in-law every day, "Zi Nan has painted "Mulberry Fields"! It's just to go to school to feel the atmosphere, no one else needs to teach it."

Dad still wanted to talk, but was stopped by his mother, "Forget it, you guys have grown up, you can decide for yourself."

"Okay!" Yin Xin was happy, picked up her bag and stood up, "Let's not talk about it, I'm going home to review, and I'll see you on Saturday."

Before Yan Zinan could say a word, she was dragged away.

Arriving in the yard, Yan Zinan saw Yin Xinchang's parents walk out the door to watch him off, helplessly, "There's no need to be in such a hurry."

"Of course I have to be anxious." Yin Xinchang whispered, "What if you go back on your word? It's better to pass the exam earlier."

Yan Zinan frowned upon hearing this, "You don't believe me?"

"No!"

Yan Zinan didn't believe it, "How can I believe me?"

"Hmm..." Yin Xinchang thought for a while, "Let me take nude photos?"

She was joking, but Yan Zinan agreed indifferently, "Oh."

"Wow! Hurry up and go home, I won't review anymore, I will shoot right away..."

Yan Zinan was led away, looked at Yin Xinchang's excited back and chuckled, and said in her heart:

Fool, you don't need to take pictures, you can draw pictures.

The author has something to say: It’s over~ I wish the little angels a happy new year in advance~