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Lin An was bullied so badly by Fu Jinxian that he slept very tiredly this night.He was drowsy, and vaguely felt Fu Jinxian's palm walking on him.Itchy, but people can't bear the touch of the palm.

"Fu Jinxian..." Lin An murmured and turned over, feeling the pain all over his body, "Go to sleep, I'm so tired..."

Fu Jinxian nodded, resting his chin on Lin An's head.His chest was pressed against Lin An's back, holding Lin An in his arms.

Lin An is very thin, and always looks haggard.As if the wind blows, it can blow people down.Fu Jinxian felt distressed and wanted to make Lin An fatter.

He kissed Lin An's small ear, and whispered in Lin An's ear with the tip of his tongue across the round earlobe: "I love you, and I love you very much."

Lin An had already fallen asleep, and did not hear what Fu Jinxian said.In the dream, he was standing outside Fu Jinxian's studio, poking his head to watch the students painting inside.

He wanted to paint since he was a child. Every time the teacher at school asked you what your dream was, he would always hold his head high, and innocently told the teacher that he would be a painter when he grew up.

But Lin An knew that he would never be able to realize this innocent dream.Painting is too expensive, and it is simply not something that a family like his can afford.This sounded like a glorious dream, but it was cast a shadow in his heart.

The day Lin An's mother first arrived at Fu Jinxian's school as the dormitory auntie, he hurried to the school excitedly when he found out.That school was a well-known academy of fine arts. The moment Lin An walked in, he felt that for the first time in his life, he was closer to his dream.

He secretly watched the students of the Academy of Fine Arts painting in the corridor countless times, imagining that he was also painting on the drawing board with a brush.

But in the end, it can only be thought about.

Later, he became a nude model, posing in various poses on the still life table in front of the students every day, some normal and some embarrassing.Those pointing voices have never stopped. Some people think he is cheap, and he is willing to show his body to draw for everyone at a young age. Maybe he can do other dirty things.Some people feel sorry for him, knowing that his family is in a difficult situation, and his mother has not woken up from the hospital.

In short, Lin An felt like a clown, letting others laugh at him.From that moment on, he had no illusions about painting.

People live more realistically and do what they should do.Don't think about things that are not close to you.

Maybe it was the reality of the dream, Lin An fell asleep, and tears flowed directly.

Fu Jinxian didn't sleep all this time, when he suddenly heard Lin An's sobs and turned over in his arms.Seeing Lin An's eyes closed tightly but crying uncontrollably, he kissed Lin An's eyes and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Lin An didn't wake up, and was still crying.

Fu Jinxian wiped away Lin An's tears and put his arms around Lin An's head: "Don't cry, be good."

Fu Jinxian's words seemed to reach Lin An's ears, Lin An moved, and wrapped his hands around Fu Jinxian's waist.He finally stopped crying and gradually fell asleep peacefully.

Only then did Fu Jinxian feel relieved, and stroked Lin An's eyebrows, nose and lips with his fingertips over and over again.

When he didn't know that he fell in love with Lin An, he just had a little impression of the person who bumped into his arms.That day he asked Lin An, "Are you blind?" His tone was not friendly, even a little scary.

But Lin An didn't tremble in fear like the others, but silently took a step aside to give in to Fu Jinxian.The expression was faint, but the eyes looking at him were bright.

Fu Jinxian took one look at Lin An and left. After that, for some reason, he could see Lin An running downstairs to their dormitory every day.Only after seeing him many times did I realize that Lin An was the son of the aunt who was in charge downstairs.

Aunt Suguan was usually gentle and soft-spoken, and her son's personality followed her.She looks quiet and... very easy to bully.

After a long time, Fu Jinxian discovered that Lin An seemed to be yearning for painting.He could always see Lin An wandering in the corridor outside their studio, staring at their paintings seriously, like a child listening carefully.It looks a little funny, and a little cute.

Fu Jinxian thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was at that time that he fell in love with Lin An.It was not love at first sight, nor did they get along day and night.Just looking at it, I feel that Lin An is slick.The light in his eyes immediately shone into the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, Fu Jinxian told himself that he had decided on this person.

Fu Jinxian watched Lin An in a daze for a long time, so long that he couldn't remember when he fell asleep, but only remembered Lin An's soft touch and the promise he had made.

At noon the next day, Lin An was still asleep, and Fu Jinxian only woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Lin An's body was half pressed against him, and he was in a good mood.His lower body reacted again, but Lin An was so sound asleep that Fu Jinxian could only get up and take a cold shower.

Lin An didn't wake up after taking a shower and finishing lunch.Another call came from the mobile phone. It was Teacher Tang, who said that the custom-made drawing board and easel were ready, and asked Fu Jinxian when to pick them up.

Fu Jinxian replied: "Right now." He left a note beside the bed, telling Lin An to eat and wait for him obediently after waking up.

Lin An opened his eyes after Fu Jinxian left for nearly two o'clock. He stretched out his hand to touch the side, and found that the bedside was empty, so he knew that Fu Jinxian was not there.After searching for a long time, I saw the note left by the bedside.

Lin An was the only one left in the room, so he missed Fu Jinxian.It's only been a long time since we separated, and I already feel that I miss this deeply.

After lunch, when he heard the sound of the door being opened by a key, Lin An hurried over, hugged Fu Jinxian and rubbed Fu Jinxian's neck: "I haven't seen you for a while, and I've already started to miss you gone."

Fu Jinxian put the things in his hands aside and hugged Lin An back, rubbing his lips against Lin An's ears: "Lin An, your words of love are smooth."

"I miss you too." Fu Jinxian said again, "Even if we are apart for a second, I still feel like I miss you."

Lin An looked at Fu Jinxian with a smile and felt his heart was too warm. When he glanced to the side, he saw the drawing board and easel that Fu Jinxian had brought back.

Lin An's name was engraved on the black walnut-colored floor-to-ceiling easel and drawing board.