After the agreement to get married, I live on sand sculptures

Sunlight streams in from the window.

Lin Yan waited anxiously in the storage room after replying to the message.

Ji Sui told him to wait where he was and not to move, and he did so honestly.

When the door knocked, Lin Yan suddenly realized, why did he listen to Ji Sui? ?

But now that everyone was at the door, it was too late for him to realize.

Lin Yan clicked his tongue for his slow behavior, turned his head and grabbed the doorknob to turn it.

He closed his eyes, thinking that he should die more simply, so he opened the door with a "squeak".

Then Ji Sui came in panting.

It is estimated that he walked too hastily, and ran to question him before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Yan said silently, "I said I sent the message to the wrong person, do you believe me?"

Ji Sui: "???"

What the hell sent it to the wrong person?

Ji Sui looked down at him: "Can you say it again?"

[I've taken off my pants and you just show me this? 】

"Who do you want to send this sentence to?"

Lin Yan froze for two seconds.

Oh, it seems that the more you explain, the worse it gets.

hum.

It's over, even jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up.

He whimpered and explained: "I, I didn't mean that. This sentence was not sent to you, but it was not sent to anyone else. It was He Mingyu..."

Ji Sui's head was full of question marks: "He Mingyu??"

"No." Lin Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, "It wasn't sent to him either..."

Ji Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and felt funny when he saw his explanation, so he quietly hugged his chest and watched him scratch his ears and cheeks.

Lin Yan really couldn't think of an explanation. He couldn't really tell him that he just sent out this sentence just to see his photos.

Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Lin Yan covered his face, his ears turned red, he thought he should not explain at all, and planned to walk away.

Unexpectedly, before he opened the door, Ji Sui grabbed his wrist.

Lin Yan paused: "..."

What are you doing?

When he looked back, Ji Sui frowned, his throat rolled up and down, and asked, "What on earth do you want to see?"

Lin Yan: "?"

Did Ji Sui misunderstand something? ?

Lin Yan took a breath, and suddenly noticed that Ji Sui's breathing became more and more rapid.

"You, don't you want to..."

Jie is not a good place!

Lin Yan was so frightened that he took half a step back, but Ji Sui stretched out his arms and held him behind the door.

Lin Yan raised his head suddenly, and saw Ji Sui's broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his expression was tense.

He subconsciously swept around again. Fortunately, there was only one window in the storage room, and it was very small, and it was pasted with light-proof stickers. The situation inside should not be visible from the outside.

Although, does Ji Sui like to play such exciting games? !

Lin Yan swallowed, feeling a little confused and flustered about his future life.

And what Ji Sui was thinking at the moment was - if Lin Yan wanted to be in this kind of place, it's not impossible for him.

The moment he received the news just now, Ji Sui guessed that Lin Yan probably wanted it.

It's all my fault that I spent too long in the hospital for recuperation and didn't consider Lin Yan.

Ji Sui was secretly annoyed, so he hurried over.

He stared down at Lin Yan, and noticed that Lin Yan's eyelashes were long and curled, his nose was small but tall, his lips were bright red, with plump beads on them, a little moist, exuding charm all the time.

Ji Sui licked his lips, lowered his head and bit on those charming lips.

·

In the exhibition hall, Ji Xuan was so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor.

She usually has nothing to do when she returns to China, and finally her sister-in-law opened an art exhibition, so of course she has to join in the fun.

She gradually became the chief assistant of the art exhibition, and now almost everything has to go through her hands.

She's a little tricky now though.

The paintings are almost ready, and the ceremony will start in 10 minutes. The sister-in-law is required to cut the ribbon in person. Why can't anyone be found at this time?Didn't you say it's already here?

Ji Xuan called Lin Yan twice, but no one answered, so she turned around and asked the staff to look for it.

As a result, the staff found it as soon as they looked for it.

Said it was found in the bathroom, just as he was washing his hands.

Without even thinking about it, Ji Xuan dragged him to the center of the exhibition hall.

She temporarily set up a small stage there and performed a simple ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Although Lin Yan had told her not to make such a hassle, Ji Xuan used to go to school abroad, and the people there paid special attention to the sense of ritual.

But Lin Yan has no objection now.

He was just too lazy to bother Ji Xuan, but at least Ji Xuan wanted it, so of course he was happy to accept it.

What's more, this is the first art exhibition in his life, no matter in which sense, it is the first, and it is naturally the best thing for him to be valued by others.

It was still early, and only four or five tourists came one after another. He Mingyu and Ye Rongxuan both came. They both wanted to find some of the best paintings and buy them back for their parents.

The guide in the exhibition hall next to him handed over a pair of scissors, Lin Yan bent down to take it, and when he was about to cut off the colored strips, he suddenly felt his back against a wall.

Turning around, it was Ji Sui.

Lin Yan, who experienced this kind of scene for the first time in his life, was a little nervous at first, but after seeing him, he suddenly calmed down a lot, took a deep breath, and cut out the color strip.

Several people around cheered and applauded, Lin Yan was silent, and then showed a smile that rose from the bottom of his heart.

I have to admit that this is the most memorable moment in his life.

Lin Yan originally thought that he was a person who had no desires or desires, but when he really had what he had longed for, he realized that his obsession with these things had always been deep.

It's just that I have never had a chance to achieve it, and I am getting farther and farther away from my goal, until I hide my desire in the depths, and I portray myself as a person who seems to have no desires or desires.

Not long after, the art exhibition was officially opened, and tourists entered with tickets one after another. Most of them were rich people who had bought or heard of Lin Yan's name.

Naturally, Lin Wei and Tang Lei also came.

They were holding hands, and their relationship was still loving, but Tang Lei could vaguely see a bit of exhaustion.

Perhaps it was because Lin Wei's attitude towards Tang Lei was no longer as submissive as before since he went to visit his grandfather in his hometown last time.

Lin Wei ordered someone to bring a flower basket to celebrate.

With tears in his eyes, he held Lin Yan's hands: "I used to think that you were ignorant and didn't grow up. Now that you are holding an art exhibition alone, you can be regarded as promising. Your grandfather's spirit in heaven will also feel relieved."

Lin Yan was silent, lowered his head and didn't know what to say.

He knew very well that Lin Wei was isolated and helpless now, and could only rely on him to help.But when Lin Wei remarried regardless of the original owner's feelings, and when the original owner was despised by everyone, he was the first to stand up and dissociate from the original owner. No matter how Lin Wei is considered, he is not a good father.

But from the beginning to the end, Lin Wei did not harm him, and he was not qualified to resent Lin Wei for the original owner, so he could only treat Lin Wei with as polite but distant attitude as possible.

Lin Wei himself had already noticed all this.

During this period of time, he was free to reflect on many past events, knowing that he had neglected and owed too much to this son, and regretted it.

But no matter how much he tried to make up for it and restore it, it was impossible to bring this father-son relationship back to before he married again.

Lin Wei looked at Lin Yan's dodging gaze, sighed, and said nothing more.

He Mingyu searched around for the works that his father was most likely to like, and picked out two, and the price was just right after the calculation.

So Meizizi asked the shopping guide to order these two pictures.

As a result, the shopping guide directly rejected him after asking his name.

"Sorry sir, Mr. Ji ordered that none of today's paintings can be sold to you."

He Mingyu: "???"

What did he do to offend Ji Sui?

He Mingyu asked why, and the shopping guide only said that she didn't know, but she couldn't disobey Mr. Ji's order, and asked him to ask Mr. Ji himself.

It is impossible to ask in person, He Mingyu thought about it, and wanted to ask Lin Yan to save the country.

As a result, as soon as he saw Lin Yan, he found that Ji Sui was always by Lin Yan's side, and he had no chance to get close!

So throughout the whole day, He Mingyu couldn't buy the painting he liked.

·

At dusk, the exhibition was about to end, and almost half of the paintings inside were sold.

Lin Yan didn't have many paintings in his collection, so it is already a very good achievement to be able to sell so many.

He nestled in the rest corner of the corner, holding a computer, and calculated the approximate amount of money he earned today.

After the calculation, he felt that he was full of confidence.

Lin Yan had never seen so much money in his life.

He stabilized his mind and warned himself not to drift away. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing outside the door.

The man stood behind a relatively hidden tree, looked up and looked in, hesitating in his footsteps.

Lin Yan frowned and turned on his phone camera, pretending to be taking a selfie, and slowly moved the camera over there.

It turned out that this person turned out to be Cheng Jiaze.

The author has something to say: Smart readers should be able to guess that it is almost over!yeah!Pack it up and get ready for the next one!

(Make a wish, I hope that the next article can save more manuscripts orz) (The lid slipped off the pot)