run to him

When the door of the room was locked, the sound was dull, and Lin Chan turned around.

"Why are you here?" seems to be the correct opening line now, but he didn't make a special appointment before, and he was inexplicably reserved, so he couldn't ask at all for a while, so he could only stare at Jing Ye.

"I wanted to come over to accompany you at night, but I didn't say I'd die because I was afraid that I couldn't finish my work." Jing Ye took out a bag of toiletry suits, and stepped into the bathroom familiarly, "Your living conditions are not bad."

After getting the unexpected answer, Lin Chan was obviously overjoyed, and said in disgust, "It's so troublesome, there's actually no need to make a special trip."

Just as the makeup remover wipes were about to be rubbed on his face, Jing Ye turned his head: "It's started again, right?"

"Ok?"

"There are not many truths out of his mouth." After Jing Ye finished speaking, he began to remove his makeup on his own.

He stood by the door for a while, then turned around and closed half of the curtains, and called the front desk to ask for an extra quilt.The hotel that Chi Nian booked was of high quality and low price, and the service was considerate. The quilt was delivered in a short while, Lin Chan made the bed, and Jing Ye finally washed his face, looking more energetic.

Lin Chan sat on the edge of the bed, looked up and saw that he was cleaning up the messy desk spontaneously with his back turned to her, and it was hard to stop her, so she asked, "How did you come here, the manager gave it to you?"

"She sent me to the subway station, changed the line once, and walked two steps after getting out of the subway..." Jing Ye held up a black leather book, "Well, is this yours?"

Following his movement, a few loose-leaf pages that had been stuck in the case of the book before were suddenly scattered in mid-air.

...sketchbook.

Lin Chan stood up: "Give it to me!"

It's good that he didn't react so violently. Now, Jing Ye, who picked up half of the paper, immediately became interested.Relying on the convenience of Lin Chan standing and squatting by himself, Jing Ye gathered all the sketch paper together, picked it up with both hands, then quickly turned his back and rushed to the balcony.

"Give it to me!" Lin Chan almost rushed over.

Jing Ye: "Look!"

After saying that, before Lin Chan could catch him, Jing Ye quickly scanned the top few photos.

His pupils shrank for a moment, and he raised his head incredulously.

Lin Chan stopped a step away, stopped fighting with him as if discouraged, sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out her legs and touched the carpet with her heels in boredom, as if to "look whatever you want".

Now that the content has been discovered at the first glance, Lin Chan has nothing to hide.

There are more than a dozen loose-leaf pages, all of which are pictures of him.

Jing Ye knew that after he was proficient in sketching, he didn't have to take a look at the drawing. He had heard that Lin Chan had good art skills, but this was the first time he took a serious look at Lin Chan's paintings.And even though he knew nothing about art, and only stayed at the stage of "this painting is an orange" when watching solo exhibitions, he found himself on paper.

The lines of the charcoal pencil are smooth, and the outline can be outlined in two or three strokes.

Those who cook, those who wait by the car, those who play with mobile phones, those who huddle on the sofa in a daze, those who roll into the bed and pack dried shrimps... put it together, like fragments of his 24-hour life.

Lin Chan never draws in front of Jing Ye, these fragments must have been recorded in his mind for a long time, and he repeatedly drafted them, and finally fell on the paper with restraint.

Jing Ye quietly covered the shock and soreness in the corners of his eyes, and opened the last one.

Compared with the previous style, this one tends to draw "people" more than the action scenes: the peach blossom eyes, the corners of the lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling are drawn very carefully, but the neck below seems to be unfinished, rough A few strokes, I can barely make out the limbs, it seems to be lying on my side...

His posture and expression are a bit out of place.

Jing Ye: "..."

I was quite touched just now, but now I want to hit someone again.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Ye decided not to care about it and not to mention it. He just sorted out the sketchbook and put it in the black leather book and put it on the desk in the hotel. Then he picked up his pajamas and waved it in front of Lin Chan.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Ah good!"

The magazine shoot lasted for a day, and after the end, it took more than an hour to find Lin Chan by car and subway.After Jing Ye finished washing, he felt sleepy as soon as he touched the pillow, wishing he could faint directly.

He closed his eyes, felt the slight depression on the side of the bed, and asked dreamily, "What time will the exam be tomorrow?"

"When the alarm clock is set, my classmates will come to call me." Lin Chan said, "Go to sleep."

"No, I told you to accompany you..."

Warm, dry palms covered his eyes, blocking out the last ray of light that disturbed his dreams.Tiredness came back, Jing Ye still wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sentence when he opened and closed his lips a few times. After a while, his breathing was steady, as if he was already fast asleep.

"There are still many good things to say, what are you clinging to?" Lin Chan silently said a word in her heart, and Lin Chan moved her hand away, with traces of the slight heat from Jing Ye's breathing on her palm.

"Have a good dream." He finished softly and turned off the bedside lamp.

He thought it would be a sleepless night, but Lin Chan didn't sleep well. The next day when the alarm clock rang, he turned over and looked to the other side of the bed reflexively.

Jing Ye maintained the posture before falling asleep, frowned slightly, and seemed to be still in deep sleep.

Lin Chan was stunned for a few seconds, remembering that she had business to do and hurriedly dressed and washed, but did not wake Jing Ye up, and left a small note saying that she had gone to the exam.

The door was closed, and there was a "click" when it was locked.

Jing Ye turned over - when Lin Chan got up, he thought that there was little movement, but he was tense, and he didn't fall asleep the first time - rubbed his eyes, picked up Lin Chan's pillow, and buried half of his face in it , opened his eyes and thought for a long time.

I didn't say anything about refueling for the exam, but I still have a few cards in stock in my phone.

I was flustered from the moment I saw the sketch yesterday, and after sleeping, I still feel a little hot when I think about it, but it seems to be much better than the situation at that time.

If it wasn't for rushing to take a shower and pretending to be indifferent...

Jing Ye thought, something might happen.

Can't hide anymore.

Many times he wanted to ask Lin Chan, "Do you like it now?" Later, he felt that this question was meaningless, and no matter whether Lin Chan answered "yes" or "no", there would be no worse situation.As for the parents, Jing Ye was hesitant at first, thinking that it was a natural barrier that needed to be overcome, but recently he gradually figured it out.

Parents think it doesn't matter if he abducted Lin Chan. When Lin Chan goes to college, they can talk about it first.Ye Xiaohui has always been open minded, and she also likes Lin Chan, so when the time came when she had to face it, she started working with her.

Waiting for such a day, it means that the relationship between him and Lin Chan has at least stabilized, right?All the quarrels that should have been quarreled were about the same, but he still didn't intend to break up, so he should think about another way.

Being in the entertainment industry is not a long-term solution, it is better to transform as soon as possible...

Time is tight.

It's kind of scary to think about.

Jing Ye secretly laughed that he thought too much now, dared to be honest with his parents, dared to give up his future and find another way out, but he dared not say to Lin Chan, "I was wrong before, and I like you too".

"When will the exam be over..." Jing Ye thought, opened the chat box with Lin Chan and found the selfie he had sent him, clicked for a long time, and finally felt itchy, saved it to ask Zhao Lu.

Happy Xiaojing: Can these photos be posted on Weibo first~

Zhao Lu asked the partner and replied: The background is slightly mosaic.

Happy little scene: [rose]

When editing the copy, Jing Ye didn't get too entangled. He wrote "Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, come on", and clicked send.The message prompts jumped crazily very quickly, and Jing Ye secretly thought to himself: Are you getting up at this time?

I don't know if Lin Chan will see it.

Even if you see it, you may not be able to understand what it means...

After thinking wildly for a while, he stared at the popular comment 1, "Did the wife in white go down to earth to redeem me QAQ", and Jing Ye scratched his hair.

What kind of mess are they?

Jing Ye took a screenshot and was about to ask his assistant Xiaoman why he called him "wife" and there were so many people echoing her comment. Just after clicking send, a new message popped up in the chat box.

Lin Chan: Received

Lin Chan: I will work hard [Wang Chai]

Jing Ye laughed out loud, and gave him the same dog head back.

The one-day test was only for one day, and the location was not far from the hotel. Jing Ye couldn't move around, so he stayed in the room for half a day, and only left the hotel when Lin Chan was about to finish.

According to the original plan of Lin Chan and her classmates, after the exam today, their respective itineraries are different.Zhang Xiaotu and Qi Weiwei reported to the school in Hangzhou, and they had to fly to the next city overnight, and the other two had already booked their evening train tickets to go home. Only Lin Chan had no intention of leaving for the time being.

"After the end of Beijing, there are two schools left. One has a test center in Chongqing, and the other is Chuanmei... Well, I want to take a day off. Anyway, the school has run out of leave."

Lin Chan said so at the time, playing with his charcoal pencil that was about to wear off the end.

Now that charcoal pencil was not taken away, it was left in the hotel. Jing Ye packed up Lin Chan's clothes, stationery and schoolbag, and stood at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts with one shoulder on his shoulder, playing with his mobile phone and waiting for others.

The early spring in Beijing does not come as quickly as in the south, the wind is still a little bit harsh, and the pagoda tree in the south of Huajiadi has not yet sprouted new branches.A sliver of blue sky leaks out from behind the yellow clouds, and when a strong wind blows or a heavy rain falls in the near future, the sunny and short spring will come as expected with dryness and long-lost warmth.

As the noise gradually approached behind him, Jing Ye squeezed the mask on the bridge of his nose tightly, and sent a voice message to Lin Chan asking if it was over.

Lin Chan didn't return, so he stared intently at the gate of the examination room.

He has the gift of spotting Lin Chan in the crowd. His eyes lit up when he caught sight of the young man wearing a short black down jacket, Shi Jingye, and walked over quickly to block him.

"Wood……"

"Oh!" The ponytail girl next to Lin Chan said first, "You are that, that... oh, do you know each other?"

Maybe the ponytail girl neglected to remember his name, and the turning point was a little blunt, but Jing Ye didn't mind, and smiled at her kindly: "Hello."

"He came to pick me up." Lin Chan pulled Jing Ye over and explained to the girl apologetically, "I won't go with you guys for the dinner appointment, I'm sorry."

The girl waved her hand carelessly: "It's up to you."

"Everything is going well!" Another short-haired girl made a "come on" gesture.

The two of them walked out of the test center arm in arm, Lin Chan let go of Jing Ye, and introduced slowly: "That's Zhang Xiaotu and Qi Weiwei... In the studio, I have a good relationship with them."

"You only mentioned this to me when everyone left." Jing Ye smiled helplessly, and habitually hugged Lin Chan, "Are you hungry?"

Lin Chan nodded and said nothing.

"I just checked. There are quite a lot of things here, such as hot-boiled lamb and skewers. If you are not used to local dishes, there are several business districts not far away. Let's see what you like..."

Jing Ye talked non-stop, didn't hear Lin Chan's voice for a while and felt something was wrong, so he stopped.

The young man beside him was mixed in the crowd after the art exam, his expression was neither happy nor gloomy, he stared numbly at a certain place with dull eyes.But when Jing Ye looked over, there was nothing there except a few students and a tree.

"What's wrong?" Jing Ye asked worriedly.

The other party seemed to be wandering in the sky, only holding on to him, neither answering nor attacking, just stood there for a long time, and then returned to normal as if waking up from a dream.

"I haven't recovered from the exam just now, I'm fine." Lin Chan smiled at him, "You can make dinner."

Is it really okay?

Jing Ye glanced at him again, but Lin Chan didn't want to say anything, so he could only temporarily suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and reminded vaguely, "Tell me something."