undercover dad

He Xiaonian didn't wake up until after one o'clock in the afternoon. When he woke up, the fever was completely subsided, but he had a severe cough and a stuffy nose.Sun Haiyang told him that Adam had asked for a leave of absence from the company for him, so he just slumped under the covers and enjoyed this rare vacation.

Sun Haiyang made him a bowl of noodles in clear soup. After eating, he put on his pajamas and his bear pajamas, and sat down at the desk.

After Sun Haiyang prepared the medicine, he went into the house. Seeing him running to the computer to draw pictures, he suddenly felt very angry.He walked over, put the medicine bowl on the table with a bang, and splashed several drops of medicine juice.

He Xiaonian was taken aback, and turned his head to look at him in surprise: "Why is this, planning to rebel?"

Sun Haiyang suppressed the unknown anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, take a good rest when you're sick, and work again when you're sick. Anyway, you can't finish the work, and you can't finish the money!"

Just as He Xiaonian was about to refute him, Sun Haiyang slapped him on the shoulder, stopped his words, and continued: "If work is not going well, please take two days off to relax. If you really feel that you can't continue, Isn’t it still possible to resign? I listen to me..., no, I heard Adam say, aren’t you a great designer? This company can’t go on, isn’t there a place that wants you!”

He Xiaonian looked up at him in surprise, until his neck was almost cramp, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Damn! Who did you listen to, Adam told you that I can't go on anymore? "

Sun Haiyang frowned, "I don't know, I know you are sick now, sick, you should go back to bed and rest!"

As he spoke, he grabbed He Xiaonian's padded pajamas that could loosen five sizes, grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the bed.

He was very strong, and He Xiaonian's arm hurt from being pulled by him. He had no choice but to follow his strength to get up and lie back on the bed.

While covering himself with a quilt, he complained: "Ocean, do you know what you are most suitable for? You are most suitable to be a nurse in a hospital, or the kind that is extremely violent. Patients are scared when they see you. It will be cured, half of it will be frightened to death before it is cured!..."

Sun Haiyang stood by the bed and sneered, "You surnamed He look down on me like this. If you are either a nanny or a nurse, I can't do the job that a man does, can you?"

He Xiaonian held back a smile and waved his hands, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I don't mean that! Or you can go to the prison to be a prison guard and take care of the prisoners. You are so strong that the prisoners dare not come back after they go out!"

Sun Haiyang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and helped him put the small quilt on the big quilt, turned around and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" He Xiaonian asked quickly.

"Go back to the house and go to sleep! You tossed me all night yesterday, you know, I'm sleepy too, go catch up on sleep!"

He Xiaonian was stunned, he really couldn't remember how he tormented Sun Haiyang, he always felt as if he had fallen asleep quite early, "Why did I torment you?" He asked in a daze.

But Sun Haiyang didn't answer his question directly, he just waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, you should go to sleep soon, I'm going back to the room!"

"Hey, Haiyang!" He Xiaonian called out to him again, "Or, you can sleep right here with me." After a pause, he murmured again, "It's... boring for me alone."

Sun Haiyang turned around, stared at him in silence for a while, walked back slowly, and sat down by the bed.When he lifted one leg onto the bed, he suddenly turned his head and looked at He Xiaonian.

He Xiaonian felt nervous for a while, he took a breath calmly, and tried to explain as calmly as possible: "What's wrong? I really rarely stay alone in the room during the day, I'm not used to it!"

Sun Haiyang still stared at him, and slowly said: "Brother, do you know? You are like Xiaobao, you can be very troubled when you get sick, and you are different from usual!"

Sun Haiyang stared at him with burning eyes, which made his heart pound wildly, like a doll and a bear dancing in a circle. He Xiaonian couldn't help swallowing dryly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is it different!"

Suddenly very talkative!And suddenly special... unrestrained!

Sun Haiyang thought, but he didn't say it out, he slowly dragged his other leg onto the bed, and lay down next to He Xiaonian.

……

The two lay next to each other and didn't speak for a long time.

Sun Haiyang kept his eyes closed all the time, and he couldn't tell whether he was asleep or not by listening to his breathing, but He Xiaonian really couldn't fall asleep. He was burned by Sun Haiyang's eyes just now, and his heart is still up and down. Of course It's also possible that I slept too much in the morning, and I don't feel sleepy right now.

Sun Haiyang was lying very close to him, and the heat from his body like a big stove spread to his side layer by layer, making He Xiaonian sweat a little.He wanted to move far away, but he was a little bit reluctant, and wanted to sneak closer, but he didn't dare.

He laid down carefully like a little dragon girl sleeping on a wire rope for a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, finally got up, took the laptop on the table over, and pulled out a small computer desk from under the table, put it on his chest, Sitting on the bed and drawing.

……

At almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Sun Haiyang woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the click of the mouse beside him. He sighed in his heart, and sat up with his hands on the bed.

At this moment, He Xiaonian has completely immersed himself in the concept map of this season, and is concentrating on each series of corresponding commentary. When he heard the movement around him, he asked in a low voice without turning his head: "Are you awake? Did it bother you?"

Sun Haiyang glanced at the computer screen behind him, and found that He Xiaonian was no longer drawing on the software, but was modifying a fancy-looking PPT.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but move closer to He Xiaonian, pointed to the picture of men's sweater on the PPT and said, "Is this your design this time?"

He Xiaonian glanced back at him, and said "hmm", "This is a concept map, the style map will not come out until after the discussion, but this season I probably decided on this style!"

Sun Haiyang didn't say a word anymore, he stood next to He Xiaonian and looked at this so-called concept drawing.The picture shows a simple black sweater. The rest of the design is very simple and clean. Only a half-length child is drawn in the lower left corner. An adult's hand took his little hand.

Sun Haiyang looked left and right, and always felt that this picture was a bit awkward, "Brother, why is your design for this season completely different from your previous style?"

The rattling mouse in He Xiaonian's hand stopped beeping. He dropped the mouse, leaned on his chin with one hand and thought for a while before looking back at Sun Haiyang: "Well, it's different! This season I want to be a Parent-child series, take a relaxed and lively style, a little down-to-earth!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Sun Haiyang as if something was wrong, and said softly: "You observe very carefully, do you know what style I used to have?"

Sun Haiyang was a little flustered by his glance, he bowed uncomfortably, and muttered: "I don't know anything, your previous designs were quite high-end, cool ones!"

He Xiaonian faced the computer, lowered his head, and curled his mouth, "Oh, you still...know me quite well! But this time it's different, the market likes lively and warm people, so I have to change my style."

Sun Haiyang scratched the back of his head, he was always a little dazed, he didn't dare to look at He Xiaonian again, so he had to refocus his eyes on the sweater on the screen.

The more he looked at it, the more awkward he felt, and finally couldn't help it, he frowned again: "Brother, do you really think you're going in a relaxed style? Why do I think it's a thriller and suspense style?"

"Ah, ah?" He Xiaonian was inexplicably beautiful in his heart, he was stunned when he heard Sun Haiyang's words, he zoomed in on the picture individually, looked at it carefully, and said doubtfully, "How could it be a thriller and suspense style? This child is so cute, I drew it according to Xiaobao's appearance, holding the hands of mom and dad, the feeling of a family of three holding hands..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he was speechless at the end.So zoomed in and staring at the screen carefully, don’t tell me, just like what Hai Yang said, there is really an indescribable feeling.

"It's scary to think about it, brother!" Sun Haiyang watched for a long time, and this time he was a little more confident, and he boldly put forward his own opinions. Divorced, each of them is holding the hand of a child, and they are robbing the child!"

"I..., shit..." He Xiaonian felt goosebumps all over his body from Sun Haiyang's description. He turned the computer upside down and looked at it twice. The bright smile on the boy's face looked a little tragic.

how so!

He stared at the screen dumbfounded for a long time, suddenly became discouraged, kicked the computer desk forward, and leaned back to the head of the bed dejectedly, "Oh! I really can't control this kind of pediatric style, this is my third sketch !"

He leaned on the bed and looked out of the window with a dejected expression. Sun Haiyang was also blankly beside him, not knowing what to say. After a while, he leaned over to Ai Ai and put his shoulder on He Xiaonian's shoulder, "Brother, don't be discouraged." , this means that you are not very comfortable with the transition, you can design two more versions!"

After thinking for a while, he said, "You don't know, but I actually envy you. You are so talented. As for the 'Tao' T-shirt you designed, my buddies say it's awesome, and I want to wear one. Woolen cloth!"

He Xiaonian glanced at him sideways, and Sun Haiyang also twisted his neck and looked at him sincerely, "I'm not lying to you, really, it's just too expensive, we can't even afford it!"

He Xiaonian was amused by this sentence, "Then where did you get this dress? I think you still have several clothes that I designed, and they don't look like pirated copies!"

Sun Haiyang laughed aloud twice, touched his nose, but didn't speak.

……

After He Xiaonian was comforted by Sun Haiyang's simplicity and meaninglessness, it was as if the fuel tank was filled with half a barrel of oil. He suddenly got excited, hooked back the small table that was kicked open, and opened the drawing software to re-conceive the sketch.

Sun Haiyang looked at it boredly for a while, and somehow remembered something. He got up and found a sketch paper on He Xiaonian's desk, and started to draw on it with a pencil.

The two of them were busy for a long time, and then He Xiaonian realized the sound of pencils swishing beside him. He poked his head over, glanced at Sun Haiyang's sketchbook, and was amused, "What is this, the little boy in my world?" People have a sports meeting?"

Sun Haiyang drew a bunch of villains in the drawing book, all three of them are next to each other, and it can be seen that there are two big ones with a small one in between.The lines of these villains are very simple, some have round heads, round brains, round arms and round legs, and some have square heads, square brains, thin arms and thin legs. They look like Xiaobai in my world.

Sun Haiyang was embarrassed, and he scratched his head, "Ah, that's right, I just think that you want to design a family of three on the clothes, I think it would be better to use this kind of cartoon villain, you The faces are painted so clearly, it’s actually quite scary to look at!”

He Xiaonian let out a "huh" and looked down at his paper-full kindergarten-level conceptual villain, his heart moved.

In fact, what Sun Haiyang said makes sense. When designing by myself, I over-extracted the details. If it is a single small pattern, the design should be finer. sensibility...

He contemplated Sun Haiyang's villains for a long time, raised his finger and pointed to the pencil-blackened villain in the upper left corner and asked, "Why is this person black?"

The villain is in the upper left corner of the whole paper, a round-headed guy. For some reason, Sun Haiyang painted a few strokes on his head and body with a pencil, making him look like a little black man.

When He Xiaonian pointed at him, he leaned forward, and his entire chest was almost attached to Sun Haiyang's arm. His right hand went over Sun Haiyang's body, as if he was half-embracing him, and his voice was also around his ears, warm Warm breath blew into his ears carefully.

At this moment, Sun Haiyang was suddenly pierced through the heart by a fine electric current. Before he could feel it clearly, the electric current quickly rushed to his limbs and bones.

One side of his body started to go numb, and his mind went numb. He stared at the little black figure under He Xiaonian's fingers without blinking, and he replied stammeringly: "He, he is dad, he, he looks... darker. .”

"Well," He Xiaonian replied thoughtfully, slowly withdrew his finger, and placed it on Sun Haiyang's curled up knee.

His body was still leaning forward, his chin retracted, and he gently tapped on Sun Haiyang's shoulder.

He whispered in Sun Haiyang's ear: "Well, it's good, you have some ideas!"

……

The room was very quiet, so quiet that one could clearly hear the ticking of the second hand of the small alarm clock on the table.

Sun Haiyang seemed to be recalled by the small ticking sound, and he jumped off the bed in a jerk. He stood on the ground and shook his legs desperately, and shouted loudly: "Fuck, fuck, what time is it, pick up the little girl!" Is Bao going to be late?! I have to pick up Xiaobao!"

He Xiaonian was thrown onto the bed by him, and the small table top and even the notebook were overturned.He looked at Sun Haiyang who was shaking his legs on the ground like a jumping god, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "You... hey! Go, go, it's not too late!"