Chasing after that warm male brother

The disappointment that he hadn't seen for a few weeks, as well as the sudden impulse, made Joan a little cautious.

In the past, he would definitely sit on the sofa, complaining that Wei Nan's absence made him so cold that he was about to freeze.

But for some reason, the moment she saw Wei Nan, Qiao An felt her nose was sore, and she couldn't say a word for a while.

Wei Nan handed him a cup of hot water, and then went to the kitchen to make old wine egg ginger soup.

This is the custom in this place. If someone is cold or wet from the rain, he will fry eggs with ginger and serve with old wine. There is no need to add water. The whole pot will be boiled into a bowl of thick soup to drive out the cold. People works great.

When the smell came from the kitchen, Joan felt dizzy.

He fell asleep while sitting on the sofa, until Wei Nan shook his body and handed the bowl to him, "Drink before going to sleep."

Qiao An barely opened his eyes. He is sleepy and tired now. Sitting on such a soft seat, he doesn't want to think about anything. He just wants to sleep until dawn, but Wei Nan refuses to let him go, and pats him gently. Patted his face, "Joan, wake up."

Qiao An was woken up, so she had to lean over and drink all the ginger soup in Wei Nan's hand.

After drinking the ginger soup, he was stimulated by the hot soup, and he became sober again, "Where did you go tonight?"

Wei Nan simply cleaned up the table, "Go to work."

Joan gave a simple 'oh', looked at him and said nothing, but his face still looked very sleepy.

Wei Nan was amused by his rolling eyes, and couldn't help reaching out and pinching his cheek.

In fact, Qiao An originally wanted to ask Wei Nan what kind of job it was to come back now, and why he hadn't contacted him for so long.But he also felt that if he asked such a question, the tone would be too questioning, maybe Wei Nan would wonder why he asked such a question.

"Sorry to bother you so late." He finally said.

Wei Nan smiled, "It's nothing, I'm sorry for making you wait outside all night."

Joan said, "I'll remember to call next time."

Wei Nan had just washed the dishes, tidied up the kitchen, and came up to talk. "Stay here tonight."

Joan's head was rubbed by him, and he wanted to say something, but he tapped his lower lip with his hand, "I'll take you to sleep, I have something to say tomorrow."

So, he didn't even take a shower, so Wei Nan pushed him upstairs, Qiao An nestled in the room where he lived last time, yawned, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Joan got up the next morning, it was already very bright outside. He lay on the bed for a while, when he heard the sound of someone walking downstairs.

Wei Nan made breakfast, he has no class today, and other part-time jobs have also been suspended because of Sheng Lan's work, so he has time to do housework at home.

Originally, during this period of time, he slept until noon, and then ate something casually to go to school, but today because of Qiao An's presence, Wei Nan woke up very early. After he woke up, he simply didn't sleep anymore. , Get up and go into the kitchen to make breakfast.

To be honest, when he saw Qiao An waiting at his door yesterday, Wei Nan suddenly felt that there was something extra in his heart.

This probably refers to warmth, gratitude and the like.

Especially when the other party ran over regardless of anything, and said cute lies that could be debunked at a glance, at that moment, he suddenly had a feeling of liking.

It wasn't that I didn't like Joan before, it's just that the feeling of liking wasn't that strong.

After all, Wei Nan is not such an emotional guy.

In fact, Wei Nan was a little disappointed when he heard the news from Gao Yi that Qiao An was walking very close to another person.But this kind of disappointment is a disappointment to myself, because the timing and fate are not the right time, and I am afraid that I don't have the time to take care of the relationship between him and Qiao An in this situation, so it is only natural that the relationship between the two has become weak thing.Maybe his weight in Qiao An's heart may gradually disappear, and then he will become an ordinary friend.

And Joan has friends, which is a good thing, and he won't be dissatisfied with it.

Even Wei Nan felt that since he took the initiative to contact Qiao An, the other party is gradually correcting his temper, he is developing in a good direction, and will get better and better in the future.I have to say that Joan, who is not impulsive or violent, is a person who easily attracts the attention of others, so it is normal to slowly surround him with some friends.

But now he felt that although he hadn't taken another step towards Joan, Joan had taken a step towards himself.

He knew how difficult it was for Joan.

……

Joan fell asleep, feeling that yesterday's little emotions were almost swept away.

He lay on the bed in a daze for a while.

The quilt was so warm that people didn't want to go out. Joan pulled the quilt over the tip of his nose and buried himself in it.To be honest, Wei Nan is really good at taking care of people. Even though Qiao An came to him on a whim, he still has everything he should have prepared.

However, some things should always be faced by people, and they should not be ignored as if they never happened.Thinking of this, Qiao An sat up again, at this moment he couldn't help secretly complaining to Shen Yanqing in his heart.It was all because of the other party's meddling and nonsense, which caused him to become emotional. Thinking of his behavior yesterday, Joan felt embarrassed. No wonder people said that an artist would go crazy when he was emotional.

What to do, Qiao An hugged the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed, feeling so ashamed, and didn't want to just see Wei Nan like this.

But in the end he got up from the bed completely. He didn’t bring anything with him yesterday, including a change of clothes. Joan was wearing the pajamas that Wei Nan gave him last night, which was a bit loose. Wei Nan was taller and stronger than him, so The clothes fit a size too large.

There are still unopened toothbrushes and towels in the bathroom, as well as the wash cup that Joann used last time when he came.

After washing up, Qiao An went downstairs and saw Wei Nan sitting on the sofa, propping his head with one hand, and flipping through TV programs with the remote control in the other hand.

"It's so early." He saw Joan and smiled sweetly at him, "I thought you would go to bed later."

Qiao An yawned. He originally felt embarrassed to see Wei Nan, but when he really saw him, the embarrassment disappeared. "what time is it?"

Wei Nan looked at his phone, "Nine o'clock, is there any class in the morning?"

Joan said, "No, what about you?"

Wei Nan smiled, "I haven't attended class for a while." In fact, there are classes, but Wei Nan used unusual means to solve this trouble.

Joan rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry." His stomach was growling.

Wei Nan said, "It's just right, I made breakfast, come and eat."

Qiao An didn't like to talk much when he was eating. Wei Nan was still watching TV, but for some reason, he came over and sat next to Qiao An to watch him eat. As a result, Qiao An put down his chopsticks after taking two bites, "Look What am I doing..."

Wei Nan touched his forehead with a smile, "I think your face is a little red, did you catch a cold because of the cold weather last night?"

Joan also touched his head, but he didn't feel anything. Given the weather yesterday, he thought he would have a fever and a runny nose the next day, but after a night of rest, he was alive and well again.

"It's okay." He lowered his head and hurriedly stuffed the egg into his mouth.

Wei Nan smiled, and didn't continue the topic, just said, "If you don't have class in the morning, stay here, don't you want to draw my roses? I'm going to water them later, let's go together .”

It turned out that he still remembered the reason.

Joan nodded emotionally.

After the meal, Qiao An borrowed a pen and a few pieces of paper from Wei Nan, and followed Wei Nan up to the third floor. It was the end of November, and Qiao An thought that the roses should all be thankful. Leaves and so on, but Wei Nan said that the flowers in his house are still blooming again. Although the flowering period of roses is from April to September, under the conditions of the greenhouse, the blooming time can be artificially controlled.

However, the greenhouse at this time is still different from what Joan saw at first. Some rose seedlings were dug up, some were cut off, and there was an empty piece of land on the far side, which made people feel distressed.

"I sent some to the school." Noticing Qiao An's gaze, Wei Nan explained to him, "And some were given to the customers in Jiang Bozhou's store. Because they are very popular, he took them from me. quite a few"

Qiao An felt that maybe Wei Nan himself was popular, but he was not sure.

If Wei Nan delivered flowers to the guests himself, the girls would be very happy, and they might fight for the one in Wei Nan's hand.

Imagining this scene, Joan secretly laughed.

He found a clean place to sit down, and then took out the paper and pen. Although he told Wei Nan that the sketching was just an excuse, but when he really got here, he decided to finish painting all the varieties of roses here as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Wei Nan rolled up his sleeves and began to take care of his flower field.

After Wei Nan finished watering, cut off the excess leaves, and found Joan again, he found that Joan had already drawn a rough outline of the scene in front of him.

Although I didn't use professional brushes and boards, I still fully expressed the charm of roses with just a few strokes.

Wei Nan walked to Qiao An and sat down.

Joan held up his painting to show him, and asked him how he felt.

Wei Nan said, "It's very beautiful. It's better than the ones taken by the camera."

Qiao An murmured how it was possible, but couldn't help but raise a smile on his face. He had to say that Wei Nan's words made him very satisfied. There is no compliment that is more pleasing than directly showing that the painter has painted the soul.

He asked Wei Nan, "Why did you think of building a greenhouse here?"

"My father built this greenhouse for my mother." Wei Nan replied, with a faint nostalgia on his face, "Because my mother likes roses, the flower of love, so after this greenhouse was built, my mother Different varieties of roses are planted here, and she once wanted to keep such a scene, but she can’t draw. She can only record everything with a camera.” It’s a pity that the camera ten years ago could not retain the scene at that time. One tenth of the beauty of the rose garden.

At that time, Wei Nan was still very young, and the only memory of this was the bright red dress on his mother's body, which was twirling under the green rose tree.She is a dancer, and she is also the most gentle and beautiful woman he thinks, and he still thinks so until now.