You can't imagine the happiness of double A

Jane is going to find the teacher after dinner, and she has a different way with them.Although it was a little sinful to think so, after seeing Fang Lian and Jian Yi separated, Sun Zhaole couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As the two were walking to the studio, Fang Lian finally remembered to greet Sun Zhaole about his stay experience.

Sun Zhaole thought about the breakfast this morning, "It's pretty good."

"Obviously it's very good!" Fang Lian said, "It's great to live at my uncle's house. No one cares what time I stay up late, no one asks me to get up early to eat, so I can be free! However, my uncle's cooking skills are really not ordinary people To the extent that it can be achieved, I doubt whether he has studied at New Oriental, but unfortunately he hardly cooks at home."

"Really?" Sun Zhaole fell into deep thought.

They didn't go to the large studio full of pure white sculptures in the school, but went to a small studio with few visitors. One is that they basically don't paint those now, and the other is that there are fewer people in the small studio and it is relatively quiet.

The two stayed in the studio until dark.

In such a short time, Sun Zhaole only had time to paint the basic structure, so he had to take a little effort to bring it back.

With the embarrassing experience last night, Sun Zhaole made a special note of the building number, opened the map and walked according to it, and returned home very smoothly.

The door of the house was unlocked, and Sun Zhaole opened it with a push.

The moment the door is opened, the aroma of food hits instantly.

The lights in the living room and the hallway are turned off, and the bright orange light in the kitchen is the only light source in the room. The ceiling seems to be pressed down invisible, almost falling on top of people's heads, and the wide and slightly empty space keeps shrinking.Surrounded by impenetrable darkness, there is only a small dim light and the tall and tall figure in the kitchen.

Sun Zhaole's heart moved slightly.

The purpose of painting is to convey emotions, mobilize the memory of the viewer through various details, and arouse resonance.

Just like the scene he saw just now, if it was a painting or a photo, the viewer would involuntarily think of the heat and aroma of the food.

Because everyone yearns to return to a warm home and have a delicious hot meal after a tiring day of work and study.

But this is also like the lighting of a stage play. Only one beam of light hits the protagonist, and the audience can only know what the protagonist is doing and saying.

But what lies in the unknown darkness that surrounds the protagonist?

He can be the epitome of thousands of similar families, or he can be a fool who knows nothing about the dangers around him.

Sun Zhaole stared at Qin Ye's back at the gate and brainstormed.

Qin Ye turned around by chance, and suddenly saw someone leaning on the wall with one hand and the door of his house with the other, standing at the door in a daze, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Like a doll.

Almost made him drop what was on his hands.

Qin Ye stared at him for a while, as if to make sure if it was a hallucination, and after a moment of silence, he said with a complex expression: "You came back from sleepwalking all the way?"

Sun Zhaole regained his composure when he heard these words, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Of course not."

Qin Ye glanced over his left ear again, and lingered on his face for a while, "What are you doing at the gate?"

Sun Zhaole put on cotton slippers and entered the door, took off his schoolbag, still holding the painting in his hand, and said as he walked to his room, "Just take a look."

He was so focused on putting the painting away first that he didn't notice that Qin Ye frowned quietly behind him.

What catches your eyes?

He visited the house on the first day. Could it be that the house looks different during the day and at night?

Teacher Qin thought about it and felt that Sun Zhaole was the only one who could see it.

Sun Zhaole used the photos taken by the riverside last night.

A row of long lights are dotted on the side of the Jiangmian Bridge, emitting a dark blue light, illuminating the rippled and translucent water surface of the river.The surrounding area is dark, and the tall buildings in the distance can't see the outline clearly, only the stars and lights are burning tirelessly, and they don't go out all night long.

Although the entire photo was taken in a dark environment, the subject is still the light beams that can see the light path.Therefore, this scene does not look dim, but has a feeling of brightly lit city.

Sun Zhaole liked the texture of this picture, so he went to develop the picture early in the morning and used it as the original picture for this assignment.

The canvas placed on the drawing board was covered with a large area of ​​ink blue, and a certain area above the ink blue was painted gray and white, and there was already a faint shadow of the long bridge.

After all, the scene created by oneself is different from the scene with a ready-made template. Sun Zhaole added a little detail that was not in the photo, balanced the picture, and submitted the assignment a week later.

In fact, he seldom draws such realistic paintings, and changing a picture from a photo to a picture is a superficial and uncreative behavior for him.

This week, Sun Zhaole's focus shifted from the work of the student union to the courses. He stayed in the studio for two whole days, and Qin Ye's food could not lure him home.

Under Fang Lian's reminder, he belatedly remembered that he had a voluntary credit that he hadn't completed.There is no technical content in taking this voluntary credit, as long as you have done 24 hours of volunteer service in the four years of university.

However, Sun Zhaole usually leads the work of the student union and does a lot of things, many of which are in voluntary projects.

However, he is the president of the student union and the person in charge. Everyone else can be counted in the volunteer hours, but he is the only one who must be there and is obliged to be there.

Being present is not counted in the duration.

Sun Zhaole did the math, he still had a lot of volunteer time left, and he was probably too busy after finishing his work in the student union.

On this day, Sun Zhaole came back from the studio in the dark as usual, and now he can go home smoothly without relying on tools such as navigation maps.

As the saying goes, it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality.

In just one week, he was spoiled by Qin Ye. From eating lunch in the school cafeteria for convenience, now he has to go home to eat in the first class in the afternoon, completing a qualitative leap.

As the old saying goes, if you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach.

When Sun Zhaole first moved in, he still wanted to ask Qin Ye the reason for his repeated lies. Now he was thinking about what kind of food Qin Ye would cook today in class, and thinking about going home for dinner after class, and almost forgot about it.

Under the influence of Qin Ye's superb cooking skills, their relationship drew closer at an incredible speed.

Sun Zhaole thought about it. It would be better to wait until their relationship was better, when they sat down and chatted calmly. At that time, they might have both let go of their hearts and could give each other an explanation.

Even if they quarreled, they were still friends—friends who could eat together.

Feeling good today, Sun Zhaole stayed in the studio all day, and even missed lunch time.He only remembered going home for dinner at one or two o'clock, and quickly sent a message to Qin Ye, but at that time he was supposed to be in class, and it took more than ten minutes for him to reply "it's okay".

Now that Qin Ye is still cooking, Sun Zhaole goes to the refrigerator to find water to drink.

It doesn't matter if you don't turn on the refrigerator, it's blinding when you turn it on.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, tomato prawns, borscht...a few plates of exquisite dishes were well placed on the top shelf of the refrigerator. Sun Zhaole was sure that there were still these dishes in the refrigerator last night, and depending on the portion and presentation...Qin Ye didn't have a meal at noon Have a meal?

Qin Ye waited for him to eat at noon, but he stopped eating before he waited?

Isn't Teacher Qin's dedication a bit big?

It was quite different from Fang Lian's description of the uncle who said "It's your honor to cook for you" and didn't cook easily. This is clearly because the domineering cook fell in love with me, and without me eating, even the most delicious food lost its taste.

They are not completely silent when eating now, Sun Zhaole asked directly: "You didn't eat at noon?"

Qin Ye didn't wear glasses at home unless he had to correct his homework or prepare for lessons. Whenever Sun Zhaole spoke, his long and narrow eyes with exquisite and sharp lines looked at him.

Without the glasses to cover it, it's just naked beauty and murder.

When Qin Ye's light-colored eyes stare at people, people often have doubts about where the focus of the line of sight is.His pupil color is very similar to the water color of the crater lake, clear and cold.

The volcano erupted, and the lava formed a deep pit. There was no river water pollution, and the pit was filled with clear rainwater and melted snow. This is the crater lake.

From an artistic point of view, this is a pair of eyes with stories.

The more beautiful something is, the more deterrent it is. Sun Zhaole reckoned, thinking that it should be breathtakingly beautiful.He had a natural awe of beauty, and held his breath for a few seconds to show his respect.

Qin Ye didn't hide it from him, "I can't eat alone."

"What happens when you eat alone?" Sun Zhaole asked curiously.

Qin Ye raised his eyelids and said without emotion: "It will be like today."

Only then did Sun Zhaole realize that Qin Ye was very dissatisfied with his absence at noon, and he did not intend to hide his dissatisfaction.

So, so confident?

They didn't specifically agree to have a meal together, but Qin Ye cooked a meal for two people. He didn't inform him in advance, which wasted his heart and caused him not to eat. He really sounded like a scumbag.

"I often forget the time when I paint. Next time I set an alarm clock, I will come back on time, so you won't wait in vain."

Sure enough, everyone has their own faults. He is very troublesome when it comes to changing personal items, and Qin Ye can't eat alone.

This bug is kind of funny.

Before he came, Qin Ye didn't eat with Fang Lian, so who did AT eat with?with friends?with colleagues?

After dinner, Sun Zhaole washed the dishes, and didn't go back to the room immediately like when he just moved in. Instead, he kept the idea of ​​getting close to others and watched TV in the living room.

The cat came over to sniff him with slow and graceful steps, then suddenly let out a very shrill cry, and ran away in an instant.

Sun Zhaole looked confused: "What happened to your cat?"

Qin Ye glanced at him indifferently: "It probably doesn't like the smell on your body. Cats like to mark their territory with scent. You have a strange smell on your body."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to the cat again: "Puppy, come here."

When the cat met Teacher Qin, he was a cute baby who loved to act like a baby. When Teacher Qin licked him, he even made a comfortable purring sound.

Sun Zhaole was stunned for a few seconds, then heard Qin Ye say again: "It's normal to be on and off emotionally, don't lose your sense of proportion just because you're frustrated for a while."

Qin Ye pursed his lips, and gave him a cold look: "Be restrained."