Divorced, still making trouble?

When they arrived at the studio, they found the drawing board, Qiu Ye set up the easel in the middle of the floor, and Ji Mingzhe put Qiu Nian on the stool.

"What do you want to draw today?" Ji Mingzhe squatted beside him and asked.

Qiu Nian didn't speak, just picked up the sketch pen and slowly drew on the board. At first, it was just some simple lines, and gradually the shape of the thing came out - a cat.

Qiu Nian is quite talented in drawing. When he was in kindergarten a few years ago, he participated in the children's drawing competition and won the first prize. The cat with its tail curled up was napping on the window sill, and it looked quite expressive.

But before the two grown-ups next to him could start to praise him, Qiu Nian smeared out all the painting with a pencil, and finally even tore the painting into several pieces.

Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Ye, whose expression suddenly became tense, looked at each other.

Then he took Qiu Nian's hand, as if nothing happened, and said softly in the most ordinary tone, "I don't like drawing cats, so why don't we draw something else?"

Qiu Nian didn't speak, staring at his chest heaving violently.

Ji Mingzhe picked up the pencil that fell on the ground, and handed it to him, "Then draw a brother? Teacher Xiaoling said, you just learned figure drawing a few days ago, and my brother wants to see it."

Qiu Nian didn't move, took the sketch pen after a while, stared at Ji Mingzhe for a while, then lowered his eyes and made the first stroke on the drawing board.

Since he was just getting into figure painting and hadn't mastered many skills yet, Qiu Nian painted very hard, but he was also very serious.

Neither Qiu Ye nor Ji Mingzhe who were present dared to disturb him. After a while, Qiu Ye stood up from the ground and went out quietly.

After a whole morning, Qiu Nian finally finished the sketch of Ji Mingzhe. Although he knew that Qiu Nian was very talented in painting, it was still a bit surprising to see him draw it.

The sketch on the drawing board is actually not very similar to Ji Mingzhe, but the handling of brushstrokes and shading is very good. Even the art teacher who came in to teach Qiu Nian painting praised it sincerely and told the two parents, You can try to train Qiu Nian to develop in this area in the future.

After finishing the painting, Qiu Nian gave the picture to Ji Mingzhe, who carefully put it away, and then asked him if he could draw brother Qiu Ye next time.

Qiu Nian nodded.

After eating with Qiu Nian at noon, the nurse took him to have a lunch break. Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Ye found a bench in the garden and sat down.

"What did the doctor say?"

"A few days ago, I don't know where a puppet cat came from and squatted on the window outside the studio every day. Qiu Nian fed it a few times, but since yesterday, the cat stopped coming. Maybe because of this, Xiao Nian's mood is a little bit Unstable." Qiu Ye said, he went out from the studio earlier to inquire about this matter.

Ji Mingzhe crossed his legs and put one palm on his knee. Hearing Qiu Ye's words, he whispered, "So that's how it is."

Qiu Ye hummed, spread his legs apart, tilted his head back, leaned back on the chair carelessly, and closed his eyes with a leaf in his mouth.

Ji Mingzhe turned to look at him, "Tired? Do you want to rely on me to sleep for a while?"

His voice was still soft, with a hint of coaxing that was just right for Qiu Nian when he spoke, and the expression on his face was also gentle and calm. When he was with him, it seemed that no matter how impetuous a person could calm down.

Qiu Ye couldn't help squinting his eyes. If this was Ji Mingzhe's true nature, he might really fall in love with Ji Mingzhe.

But Qiu Ye quickly put an end to this thought, he knew that as long as there is a little crack in the heart, sooner or later it will become bigger and bigger, and finally collapse and fall completely.

He didn't allow himself to have any emotions other than hatred for Ji Mingzhe, not even the slightest bit.

Qiu Ye spat out the leaves in his mouth, lit a cigarette for himself, suppressed the little restlessness in his heart, and then said sarcastically as usual, "Do you think I am Xiao Nian? Don't pretend to be in front of me, I won't eat it." Your set."

As expected, Ji Mingzhe stopped talking, turned back, and his eyes didn't know where to fall.

Qiu Ye also looked in other directions. In order to prevent him from taking Qiu Nian away and threatening him, Ji Mingzhe arranged someone in the nursing home.However, it is not impossible to take Qiu Nian out.

It's just that Qiu Nian has only known Ji Mingzhe these past few years, if he were to leave Ji Mingzhe, Qiu Nian's situation would become very bad.

Fortunately, Qiu Nian will fully recover in a short time. At that time, he can not only get rid of Ji Mingzhe, but also control this person in his hands, making his life worse than death and regretting his mistakes.

The two sat on the bench with their own thoughts and waited until Qiu Nian's lunch break was over.

In the afternoon, they built another set of building blocks with Qiu Nian, and they left the nursing home when it was getting dark.

"The doctor said that in the next stage, we will try to let Xiao Nian see what is inside the fire, and see his reaction."

"When?" Qiu Ye paused with his hands on the steering wheel and frowned.

"Just these two days." Ji Mingzhe said.

"I'm going to watch." Qiu Ye said.

"It's best not to, it will affect Xiao Nian's treatment, you won't be able to help you if you go there..."

At this time, Ji Mingzhe left the nursing home, and changed back to that disgusting and disgusting appearance. When he spoke, his tone was almost cold. Even though he knew what he said was the truth, Qiu Ye still yelled angrily, "Shut up!"

Speaking of a fire, it is inevitable to recall the tragedy of the Qiu family four years ago, which is uncomfortable for anyone.

The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point in vain.

Qiu Ye stepped on the brake, parked the car on the side of the road, and opened the doorway, "Get lost."

Ji Mingzhe's lips moved, and he looked at Qiu Ye, who was staring straight ahead. He didn't say anything, and got out of the car without a word.

Then the silver-gray trot brushed against his body and sped away.