I'm serious about pretending to be a boyfriend

He He thought of Zhou Yu's appearance in his mind, and the protagonist he drew naturally became Zhou Yu, and it was done in one go.The pencil sketch is very unpretentious, but because this person is so good-looking, even the simple light gray lines are eye-catching enough, and he is a little reluctant to change it.

He He hesitated for a while and took another drawing paper, slowly modifying the face, changing the background, changing the clothing, and after thoroughly finalizing the details, he put the two drawings together and planned to go to the study room later to make the final draft on the digital board .

He then started to draw pictures of Xiao Shou again. Xiao Shou's friend got involved in the annual meeting, and planned to find a boyfriend who was suspected of cheating and avoiding seeing him, but he found out that he was flirting with a famous lady. Xiao Shou was shocked and sad, with big eyes Full of tears of despair and sorrow...

He He couldn't help rubbing his arms when he drew his eyes. A man, in public, crying in despair and mourning, wouldn't it be too out of harmony?

He complained that he finished the draft, but he always felt that it lacked a sense compared to drawing Xiao Gong, especially the eyes and facial features, which were particularly lacklustre, and did not match Xiao Gong at all.

He simply drew the small Gong first.

The one who staggers to the room after getting drunk, the one who is shocked and flustered after a night, the one who is determined to pursue Xiao Shou is the one who is confident and energetic, and the one who is sad when his relationship is frustrated and uses alcohol to relieve his sorrow...

The more you draw, the easier it is to draw, but every picture is drawn by Zhou Yu.

He felt that the money he gave Zhou Yu was less, and he should add a model fee.

He didn't realize it for a while, it was getting dark, he touched his stomach, opened the refrigerator to prepare the next bag of dumplings, but found that the vinegar was gone.Without vinegar, the taste of the dumplings is at least halved.

He took the keys, changed his shoes and went out, ready to go downstairs to buy vinegar, but as soon as he went out, he bumped into someone moving furniture, which was moved into the 703 next door. He He was surprised, he just looked at the house in the morning, and moved in so soon?

"You guys move slowly..." A familiar voice came from 703, and then He He saw a similarly familiar person. The brush paints frame by frame.

He He felt embarrassed at first, and then surprised: "Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Yu was also embarrassed. It was already past dinner or dinner time. He saw that He He hadn't come out all afternoon, so he didn't expect him to come out at this time.

"Hello, what a coincidence, you actually live in the same building, and we became neighbors, haha..." Zhou Yu felt fake.

He He didn't think much about it: "You just moved here today?"

"Yeah, didn't I quit that job? I don't want to live in the original place. I have been looking for a house recently. I sent you back last night. I think the name of this community is good and the environment is also very good. Come here today. After looking at the house, I thought it was fine, so I moved in."

Zhou Yu was talking nonsense in a serious manner, but what he was thinking about was that he moved things by himself just now, his sleeves were rolled up, his clothes were wrinkled, there was dust on his shoulders, and he was sweating. Shaped.

Hey, this image is really not very good.

He He nodded: "Then, you are busy."

Zhou Yu quickly said, "Are you going downstairs?"

"Well, let's do some shopping."

"I'll go with you, just because I'm not very familiar with this yet."

They are all acquaintances, and they just offered him a free model. He He couldn't help but say no, so he nodded: "Let's go together."

On the way to the convenience store in the community, He He introduced the surrounding area to Zhou Yu: "The opposite street is full of places to eat. By the way, have you eaten tonight?"

"No, I don't really like eating out except for familiar restaurants." Yes, they are all unfamiliar restaurants. Why go there to eat, can't you just order it back?Zhou Yu, who is actually a delivery boy, thought to himself.

"Then what are you going to have for dinner?"

Of course it's ready to order takeaway.Seeing that He He took a bottle of vinegar, Zhou Yu thought that he must cook by himself. An idea popped up in his mind. He took two packs of instant noodles and said with a deep expression, "Today is too urgent. I can only eat instant noodles."

"Oh." He He looked at the instant noodles in his hand, as if he wanted to say something, Zhou Yu was overjoyed, and quickly invited me to your house for dinner.

But He He took out another brand of instant noodles from the shelf: "If you like this taste, this brand will taste better."

Zhou Yu: "..."

Wouldn't this be too loveless? Isn't that how the script was written?

Zhou Yu followed He He upstairs in a sleepy manner.

He He found out. He didn't want to ask at first, but Zhou Yu was a little obvious. While waiting for the elevator, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No... I was just thinking about which box I put the electric kettle in. I didn't seem to bring it with me. Hey, it seems that I don't even have to eat instant noodles." He looked at He He with some hope, "Can I ask Can you borrow some boiled water?"

Can He He refuse such a small request?

So after going upstairs, Zhou Yu didn't even go to his own house, and followed He He into his house.

He He's side has two bedrooms and two living rooms, with a big balcony. The total area is only more than 80 square meters, which is not very big, but it seems very spacious to live alone. Zhou Yu thought that he would see a warm and tidy house. Come to think of it...it's a mess here.

First of all, the shoes are not neatly placed, pillows are thrown here and there on the sofa, and a few clothes are also thrown away. A large easel is placed near the balcony in the living room, and scattered on the coffee table, sofa, and floor. Lots of drawing paper.

When He He saw those drawing papers, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put down the vinegar to tidy them up: "Sit down first, I'll tidy up here and boil water for you."

"need my help?"

"no, I'm fine."

Just as He He said no, a piece of drawing paper was scratched down and slid all the way to Zhou Yu's feet.

He He's heart suddenly lifted: "Don't..."

Zhou Yu had already picked it up. It was a sketch of a man leaning against the wall melancholy, with a very slender figure and a long shadow cast on the ground. He had a cigarette in his hand and hair hanging down his forehead. Covering the profound facial features, the whole person looks like a decadent and contemplative nobleman.

In the corner of the composition, a slender figure with a very youthful look stands there far away, judging from the body language, it seems that he is hesitating whether to approach or not.

However, the more Zhou Yu looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong: "The people above, why do I look familiar?" It seemed that I had seen it somewhere.