Mosaic

Lush green vegetables, yellow-orange corn, and blood-red and tender meat... The colorful ingredients were placed on the dining table, which instantly made Chu Han, who was not planning to have dinner, change his mind. Perhaps a part of his appetite came from The seduction of hue?

He picked up the chopsticks, still acting gracefully, as if there is no situation in the world that is worth rushing to lose your composure.

After working around, Ye Erke sat down tiredly: "Hey, you must be a child of a rich family."

There was a glimmer of light in Chu Han's deep eyes: "Why?"

Ye Erke poured himself a glass of Coke, drank half of it and said, "Because you are well-bred. If you weren't a kid from a rich family, how could you be so particular about everything?"

"As long as there are good mothers, no matter how poor the family is, they can raise good children." Chu Han replied lightly.

Ye Erke smiled: "It seems that you don't like your father."

Chu Han stopped responding, and stretched out his hand to caress Dudu who jumped on the stool next to him: "Why are there so many questions today? Are you curious about me?"

"Of course! Hey, I didn't take your comics seriously at first, but yesterday a female client came to see the cat. Hearing Wang Jia said that I knew you, I was so excited that I was dying, so I googled it. From your information, it turns out that you have drawn so many comics, and even made them into movies and TV series, but unfortunately I don’t read such vulgar themes, so I’ve never heard of them!” Ye Erke said boldly.

Chu Han smiled: "Vulgar?"

Ye Erke picked up a large bowl of meat, and ate it while holding it, his eyes dim and silent.

In fact, the comments he read about Chu Han’s works all reflect the beauty and ugliness of human nature in horror and suspense. He is not only a painter, but also a thoughtful artist, and he also enjoys a high reputation abroad. , but when I think of those horrifying pictures, I lose all good feelings in my heart.

Chu Han looked like he didn't want to talk anymore, and kept feeding Dudu mutton intermittently, very silent.

"Don't you know that puppies can't eat things with seasoning? It's not good for their health." Ye Erke couldn't help reminding.

"Life is short, and a dog doesn't grow long. It can eat whatever it wants. Isn't it happy?" Chu Han disagreed.

Ye Erke couldn't talk to him: "Anyway, it's not good, don't feed it anymore."

Chu Han didn't smile as gently as usual, and his eyes were still downcast. His long eyelashes were cast in the shadow by the chandelier on top of the table.

Ye Erke had no choice but to take the initiative to mention it while eating: "You see, I have already treated you to hot pot, and I will help you wash the dishes later. You must sign for me, and I have already promised."

Chu Han refused: "I never sign a book, don't even think about it."

Ye Erke pretended to be smart: "Then you sign somewhere else, please!"

Chu Han frowned.

Ye Erke was depressed: "Just this time, you can sign anywhere now, just agree to me for the sake of our deep friendship."

When he begged, his demeanor and tone were like those of a child who has not grown up.

In fact, it's really not very mature.

Chu Han finally raised the corners of his mouth: "You can sign anywhere, you said that."

Seeing that things are promising, Ye Erke immediately nodded happily, and then said: "Eat, eat, eat, you will have the energy to draw when you are full!"

-

An hour later, the spacious kitchen recovered from being messy with frisbees to being clean and refreshing, which took a lot of effort from Ye Erke.

He wiped his wet hands with a paper towel and said, "I really cleaned everything up, are you satisfied this time?"

Chu Han had already come downstairs with a black pen, nodded and said, "It's okay."

Ye Erkeru kept clasping his hands together in anticipation: "So here's the autograph, you don't want to sign the Kleenex, do you?"

Who knew that Chu Han would pinch his chin in the next second, and write his name on his face in a fluttering manner.

This shocking behavior made Ye Erke completely petrified, and took two steps back after a while: "You, what are you doing!"

Chu Han smiled lightly: "Isn't it fine to write it anywhere? Then give this little face of yours to others. I think it's quite cute."

Ye Erke was already so enraged, he rushed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and found that there were indeed two black letters printed on his face, so he hurriedly lowered his head and tried his best to wash it.Fortunately, the pen was very oily, and it fell off after washing it with facial cleanser, but he was still very angry, and he didn't use a towel.

Chu Han embraced his pet dog, stroking it leisurely with his slender hands.

Chu Dudu showed a smiling face watching the excitement.

Ye Erke scolded: "I hate you! If you don't want to sign, you don't want to sign! What's the big deal, I'm leaving!"

After speaking, he rushed to the living room.

Chu Han followed behind, reached out and grabbed his hoodie and asked, "Why, are you angry now? I didn't lose my temper when you did those things to me before."

Ye Erke shook him off: "I just hate you!"

Chu Han regained his expressionless expression: "I feel offended, then let me tell you plainly, I can't stand others treating me as a capital for communication, and if you agree to such troubles indiscriminately, I won't write such a thing on your face." Simple."

Ye Erke also knew that he had some small problems, especially vanity, bragging, and ignorant speech. He realized that he seemed to have touched Chu Han's minefield, so he reluctantly let out a sound, and lowered his head to the sofa While packing her schoolbag, she looked dejected.

Unexpectedly, a moment later, Chu Han actually handed over a comic: "This is not an example."

Ye Erke's emotions were very simple, and his anger suddenly turned into joy: "Hey, you still signed it for me?"

Chu Han smiled: "Don't you appreciate it?"

Ye Erke didn't have the guts to stare carefully at the half-spider, half-human painting on the book, and quickly put it in his schoolbag: "No, no, thank you for your hospitality, goodbye!"

Chu Han smiled deeper at his happy appearance, as if expecting something interesting, under the pretended kind expression, there was a kind of malicious banter.

-

Of course, small animals don't pick time when they get sick, so the hospital is always so busy seven days a week.

The next day, Ye Erke had just given medicine to the little Teddy who was vomiting non-stop, and was about to take a sip of water to take a breather, when the beautiful customer who made an appointment for Chu Han's autographed book pushed the door in, and ran over excitedly and asked, "Doctor Ye, Did you get what you promised me?"

Ye Erke's greatest wish in his humble life was to be favored by the opposite sex. Seeing the girls adore Chu Han whom he had never met before, he couldn't help feeling sour, and hummed deliberately: "Of course I got it. Do not listen."

Standing beside him, Dr. Wang couldn't help curling his lips contemptuously when he saw this kid boasting wildly.

Ye Erke sent the comics that he didn't dare to read, and said with a smile: "I will visit our hospital more often in the future."

"It turns out that you really know Chu Han so well. You are so happy." The girl opened the book excitedly, only to see the words on the first page: "The words are as they are, the love is overflowing, and the medical skills are limited. .Chu Han respectfully."

Ye Erke didn't realize it, he was still pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, looking at the girl's pretty face and smirking: "Not only is he familiar, he not only helped me sign the autograph, but also treated me to hot pot."

The girl smiled strangely: "Oh, that's it...the next time Chu Han comes to the hospital, call me and ask him to come and see him."

Ye Erke started to get sick again, and patted his chest to assure: "No problem, if it wasn't for worrying that he couldn't finish his manuscript, this man would be here whenever he is called."

-

After seeing off the female customer who thought he was tall and tall, Ye Erke immediately sent a text message to Chu Han happily: "Brother, thank you! I feel that I am one step closer to getting out of the order!"

Unexpectedly, Chu Han didn't respond, and the phone was silent for 10 minutes.

Ye Erke waited restlessly, and repeatedly checked that no text messages came in, so he hummed to himself, "You must have fallen asleep, right?"

-

In fact, Chu Han didn't sleep. He even left the house, took a taxi to the corner of KFC near his residence, and sat in a daze with a blank expression on his face.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after waiting for nearly half an hour, a tall, gray-haired man with a bad expression finally appeared, sat down in front of him, and ate the plain chicken with horror on his face. The scars on his face destroyed the original appearance of his facial features, causing the customers around him to watch vigilantly and leave in a hurry.

Chu Han's voice was cold: "I have already hid in Dongchuan, why are you still haunted?"

"Are you so unhappy seeing Dad?" The uncle smiled greasy.

Chu Han couldn't help feeling disgusted: "If you have something to say, don't tell me these useless things."

"Recently, I lost a game of cards, and my savings are exhausted. Who else can I look for if I don't look for my own son?" The uncle still laughed, "Don't tell me you don't want to pay my alimony?"

Chu Han said: "I gave you money to let you live. The store you opened for you closed down. Every day you hurt people and had to pay for medical expenses, or you were cheated by others when you gambled. Why should I take advantage of this?"

The uncle smashed a chicken bone on the table: "Don't forget what your mother said before she died, it is your responsibility to take care of me!"

Chu Han is usually always at ease, but at this moment the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a fragility that would break if he touched it. He hovered on the verge of collapse for half a minute, and finally took out the bag of money from his bag: " Enough is enough, I won't do anything to you, but Qiuci is hard to be polite, isn't it bad enough to be stabbed last time?"

The uncle slowly touched his abdomen, and he seemed to be able to feel the scars lying there through his clothes, and said mockingly, "I didn't expect that I would give birth to a perverted rabbit."

Chu Han stretched out his hand and poured all the Coke on his face, and when it got wet, his father grabbed tens of thousands of dollars tightly, and said word by word: "Qiuci is just my friend, what do you keep talking about? You are not even as good as a friend you meet by chance, if it weren't for my mother's words, I wish you would die."

After speaking, he picked up his bag, covered his eyes and strode away from this place of right and wrong.