Extraordinary relationship

When Han Su heard Jinshuan's voice, he was taken aback for a moment, then held the phone and laughed for half a minute: "Brother An, if you want to buy a painting, just tell me, it's such a big detour."

Listening to the endless laughter on the phone, Jin Shu'an didn't quite understand why Han Ju laughed for so long, but he was in a particularly good mood when he heard Han Su laughing, and couldn't help laughing, Han Ju had already laughed enough , Hearing Jin Shuan's low smile, that smile came back again.

So, Jin Shu'an's assistant looked at the unsmiling boss during working hours, holding a phone up early in the morning and laughing until his shoulders trembled.

"Scary." The assistant shook his head and left with a pile of folders.

Jin Shu'an recovered quite quickly, but he still waited until Han Su had almost smiled before saying, "Contact the manager directly, I just don't want to embarrass you."

Regardless of the price or the matter of wanting to see Han Dong, I don't want to make things difficult for you.

What he said was nothing at all, he just did something that a high-spirited businessman would do, but when he heard it, Han Su felt a sudden warmth in his heart.

Han Su wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and retracted half of his body back into the bed. The sun outside was already high, but the curtains in this room hadn't been drawn yet.

Jin Shu'an lowered the shutters by the door to isolate the busy figures of the employees, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Lie down on the bed." Han Su let out a breath, hissing with a little hoarseness in the morning, which seemed a bit ambiguous in the dark bedroom.

Jin Shuan smiled lightly: "Are you sorry?"

I don't know if it was because his voice became soft, but Han suddenly felt that there was a bit of doting in his tone.

"Hmm..." Although Han Su didn't think about anything else in his head, but he was very addicted to the current feeling, he hummed intentionally or unintentionally, rubbed his head on the pillow, and said, "Get up later. "

His humming made Jin Shu'an half of his body go numb. He stopped holding the needle pen, and the tip of the pen smudged out a small circle of black ink on the white report paper.

"Are you going to work?" Han Su heard that he didn't say anything for a long time, thinking that it was an awkward chat that delayed people's work, but he was still a little disappointed.

"No." Jin Shuan put the pen on the table, he pursed his lower lip and said, "Are you free tomorrow afternoon? Come out and sit for a while... talk about painting."

Han Su closed his eyes and said softly, "Let's have lunch together tomorrow."

The two met at a Chinese restaurant. Han Su is usually good at finding delicious food, and he would try all kinds of specialties when he has time, but he usually eats Chinese food at noon, and he feels that it is compared with Western food and Japanese food. Chinese food feels more solid and fuller in the stomach.

He took a piece of Kung Pao Chicken and said, "Actually, I'm afraid you won't eat it, otherwise I'd like to take you to the Dapan Chicken Restaurant. I just discovered a new one. It tastes good."

"I'm not picky about food." Jin Shuan put down the soup spoon, and the porcelain spoon made a slight crisp sound when it collided with the edge of the bowl, "In the future, you can ask me out if you want to eat, I have time."

What he said was a little proactive, Han Su stopped chewing rice for a while, and then said with a smile: "Okay, I will call you when I find something delicious in the future."

Jin Shu'an drank the soup and muffled "Mmm".

This shop is not far from the studio in Jinshu'an North District. The cooking taste is so-so. The two of them are full after eating for a while. They just sat there chatting.

Because they had to drive soon, they didn't drink. Han Su held a glass full of hot soybean milk and said, "I also drew a picture of snow yesterday."

Jin Shu'an raised his eyebrows, sat up straight and seemed very interested: "Oil painting?"

"Yeah." Han Su nodded, feeling that this person really likes art works, he said: "The first time I painted snow, it was quite easy, it was the one when we went out in the middle of the night that day."

"Sell it?" Jin Shuan asked him with a smile.

"Sell." Han Su also laughed, only as if he was teasing, "Although the price of my paintings is not high at the moment, there is a lot of room for appreciation, unlike my brother's deadly expensive ones, which will be able to survive inflation in the future." Make a profit."

"According to what you say, I really have to buy it quickly." Jin Shu'an said with a smile on his lips, but his tone was quite serious, "Is there any estimate?"

"Go ahead, it's not a loss." Han Su drank all the soy milk, "Nine yuan and nine free shipping. If you want to buy it, please contact my agent directly, or the previous Xu Guangmao."

"Okay." Jin Shuan took out his wallet with a smile, first took out a ten-yuan one, then took a one-hundred-yuan one, and pressed it under the menu to pay.

After leaving the hotel, Han Su followed Jin Shuan to the parking lot.

Han Su is actually a little guilty today. This time, if it was someone else who wanted to see his brother, he would just push it away, but the buyer is Jinshuan. He has only wished for this since the time he knew him, and he used favors before. I didn't get it, and this time I had to spend a lot of money to buy it again, but I still couldn't see it. I went back and forth many times, as if his brother was so shameless that his face was so pockmarked that he died when he saw the light.

He hurriedly took a hand out of his pocket, put it on Jin Shu'an's back and said, "I'm sorry about my brother, I'll let you see him in the future, he's too serious."

He thought for a while, and added: "Anyway, we keep in touch frequently, and we will have more chances to see him in the future."

"It's okay." Jin Shu'an stood still and turned to look at him sideways. The sudden movement changed the posture of the two of them side by side to face to face. The face is very small, but the features are large and beautiful.

The parking lot was not bright at first, but Jin Shuan's sudden pause shortened the distance between them. Han Su looked at the face so close, and saw his sharp facial features, his heart suddenly thumped violently. With the hands still hanging on the other person, this gesture is very much like the beginning or end of a hug.

He stared at Jin Shu'an's eyes, froze there for a long time without speaking, but Jin Shu'an's mouth turned around and walked on.

Jin Shu'an walked in front, and looked back at Han Ju who was still a little dazed, with an ambiguous smile in his eyes, and he said, "Mr. Han didn't drive today. I'll accompany you wherever I want to go."

"Let's go to the junk market." Han Su said subconsciously.

His head is in a mess now, he doesn't know what he's thinking at the moment, and he doesn't even notice that Jin Shu'an said "I'll accompany you".

"Huh?" Jin Shu'an raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled with a bit of gentle scum, "Is it a broken market in the south of the city?"

Then, he saw a drunken blush crawling from Han Ju's neck to his ears little by little, and finally filled his entire face with red.

"...Well, let's go to the junk market." Han Su hesitated, not knowing why he was nervous.