After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

"What are you here for?"

Xie Qi walked to a small corner with him:

"Aren't you with them?"

"My mother and Lin Xuan came here for something, and I came here on purpose." Yu Yicheng raised his hand and naturally wiped his forehead and broke his hair, "What do you think I'm here?"

Naturally, he came to see his little lover.

"..." Xie Qi didn't want to pay any attention to him, a little sleepy, he took out the letter from his bag, "You don't have to give me this letter."

"how?"

The young man in front of him stopped talking, just lowered his eyes slightly, and avoided answering.

It's just that the hand is still outstretched, and there is a posture that he will not withdraw it unless he accepts it.

Yu Yicheng stretched out his hand, didn't take the envelope, but just circled his wrist:

"If you don't like it, you can pretend that you haven't seen the letter—but there's no need to return it to me."

"But...then this letter is useless."

In Yu Yicheng's hands, this letter has other functions. If it was sealed with him, it would really be just a piece of waste paper.

"It won't be waste paper," Yu Yicheng seemed to see through his mind, "as long as you submit the work."

"But I may not be able to pass."

"That also makes sense," the man casually interlocked his fingers with his backhand, "Not this time, there will be next year, the year after... You are still young and haven't graduated yet, so you can take your time in the future."

"..."

Next year, the year after?

At that time, they might have deleted each other's contact information.

Xie Qi has never measured the duration of their relationship in years.

He is also not like Yu Yicheng, he does not have the confidence that his family members will continue to support him.

Of course, a guy like him might just take a chance and leap forward.

And Yu Yicheng handed this opportunity to him.

"No hurry," Yu Yicheng handed him a glass of sealed lemonade, "You take it first, don't talk about it."

"Don't give me these things in the future."

Xie Qi took a sip, his face wrinkled into a ball: "It's so sour."

"I put less sugar, change it next time." The man pinched his face, "Why are you so entangled? What are you afraid of?"

The young man just stood there looking at him, his eyes were as wet as his lips soaked with lemonade.

Yes, he is afraid.

But this kind of sequelae has nothing to do with Yu Yicheng, and he shouldn't make demands on Yu Yicheng.

It's his own business.

"You told me before..." Yu Yicheng's hand fell on his shoulder, "I had this kind of opportunity before, but I missed it, right?"

In fact, logically speaking, it was impossible for the former Xie Qi to come into contact with this kind of thing.

What's more, Xie Qi didn't tell him about it.

But there are too many falsehoods and truths about Xie Qi, and too many unreasonable things.

Only his occasional emotions never seemed fake.

Yu Yicheng wanted to hear what he said.

"It's not just a miss," the young man finally said, "I don't want to remember, and I don't want to do my best...to compete."

He thought for a while before saying this word, as if the meaning of this word was quite unfamiliar to him.

"Not at all?"

"..."

Unwavering is false.

But it doesn't stop there.

"I don't know what happened to you," Yu Yicheng straightened his collar for him, and straightened the crooked neckline when he was painting just now, "But after you have encountered these things, the you I saw still made me feel— —”

"You should be on high."

"……real?"

Xie Qi's voice was too low to be heard.

"I put away all the practice papers in your room for you." Yu Yicheng didn't answer directly, "Shall I send you some materials tonight?"

He felt that there was no need to say more.

How could it be possible for a person who is really at a loss to practice without interruption every day, and how could he have the urge to draw everything in front of him whenever he has any emotions.

What's more, just looking at Xie Qi's works, you can feel his hard work-this kind of skill is not only gifted by talent, but also polished by time.

There is a sentence that Yu Yicheng has always buried in his heart.

In fact, when he saw Xie Qi's paintings for the first time, he felt a sense of gloom.

In the past, he thought it was because Xie Qi was in a bad mood just after falling out of love.

Now it seems that it should be unwilling.

——Over the years, I have never expressed unwillingness to others.

Perhaps the young man himself didn't realize it, or rather, he realized it, but kept denying it.

There are many mysteries lingering around her little lover.

However, in his eyes, the mystery is irrelevant, and there is no need to study the past in detail.

The most urgent task is to get Xie Qi killed.

"Let's not talk about it, this matter ends here, and you can dispose of that letter as you like."

Yu Yicheng leaned down and kissed him on the cheek:

"Go and paint."

Xie Qi walked slowly to the wall, ignoring the curious gazes from the people around him, and just painted quietly.

He was weighing this matter in his heart.

He was also entrusted to go to similar exhibitions before... But they were lovers at that time, and the person could tell him without any scruples that they were given to him because he loved him.

He also deserves it.

Although it fell badly afterwards.

But now Yu Yicheng and him have not reached that point, so he always feels that it is too much.

"This is... an invitation letter?" Pei Yu leaned over to take a look, and whispered, "Boss Yu treats you really well."

"I don't really want to go."

"Why? This is a good opportunity. Even if you are not selected in the end, it's okay to leave an impression."

Pei Yuman didn't care: "And it won't work this time, just brush up your experience and lay the foundation for the next time."

His thoughts were exactly the same as Yu Yicheng's.

People with family backgrounds are indeed different from him.

"After all, I don't have a deep relationship with him," Xie Qi thought about it, "this gift is too expensive."

"What's the point?" Pei Yu said enthusiastically, "You should treat him as an investment—I'll search the market for you, and when you get ahead, you'll give the investor a proportional return. Anyway, you won't lose money?"

"He also weighs the pros and cons - he must choose you because he thinks you can do it. In fact, I think you can do it too," Pei Yu said unsatisfactorily, "Actually, Yu Yicheng did a good job in art investment a few years ago, so he quit for some reason. ——I mean, there are countless designers from the Yu family, and I think they may not be as good as you at this time."

"Well."

Pei Yu made him think about it.

"Just try it, don't think too much." This little curly hair doesn't like to think too much like Xie Qi, "Let's go have dinner together at noon!"

"it is good."

Xie Qi drank the last sip of lemonade, and really didn't continue to struggle.

But they didn't finish their lunch.

The notice over there said that they were invited to dinner.

As a result, when Xie Qi arrived, there was only one person in the private room.

"Mr. Lin?"

His face was calm.

"Xie Qi," Lin Xuan smiled kindly, "Sit down."

"Didn't you say team dinner?"

"They'll be here later."

Lin Xuan briefly mentioned it, and then went straight to the point:

"Let's talk."

"I don't think we have anything to talk about."

"Of course." Lin Xuan was unmoved, "You know what I want to tell you."

"I don't know, besides, Yu Yicheng and I are not lovers."

"I heard that he gave you a letter of recommendation." Lin Xuan's smile remained the same, but added a bit of loneliness. "Do you still want to say that you don't know each other well?"

Long, long ago, he had fantasized about it.

He continued to paint, and Yu Yicheng could accompany him to fly all over the world, hold exhibitions for him, and arrange other things for him.

…Then he doesn’t need to take over the family business, and just paint his own paintings with peace of mind.

But when they were still close, the young Yu Yicheng just carefully read his works, and then said to him:

"I think you can polish it a bit."

Until they broke up, this fantasy was shattered, and it only became a ghost that occasionally appeared in his mind during nights in a foreign country.

Now this fantasy seems to be coming true step by step, but the protagonist has changed.

"so what?"

Xie Qi didn't want to talk.

On the table are cold chili peppers and tofu cubes, all of which are his favorite appetizers.

Lin Xuan has done a thorough job in this matter.

It's not easy for him to turn his face and leave, and he doesn't want to make a fuss like this.

"You should have heard about it too," Lin Xuan put his wrist on the table, revealing cufflinks similar to Yu Yicheng's, "I came back for him..."

"Then go find him."

"It's not just what I mean, but also Aunt Fei." The man opposite smiled peacefully, "It's Yu Yicheng's mother, she also hopes so."

Xie Qi seriously considered the possibility of turning around and leaving.

"Don't worry," Lin Xuan saw that his complexion was wrong, and immediately made amends, "Yicheng said that you are friends, so I naturally treat you as a friend—you see."

Two project introductions were placed on his desk.

"He values ​​you very much and thinks you are very talented."

Lin Xuan bit the word "talent" very hard:

"I have always believed in him. So, after this is over, you will remain our friend."

"……IMHO."

Xie Qi glanced at the two pieces of paper on the table, but did not go through them.

"You said."

"In the future, if Yu Yicheng likes a few other people, are you going to spend money with him one by one?" Xie Qi felt ridiculous, "You—"

It's really... surprisingly stupid.

For the life of him he couldn't understand that logic.

"How is it possible? He is not the kind of person who wants to change his mind."

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan changed his face like this.

Others don't know, but he knows it in his heart.

After so many years, there was only one Xie Qi.

For so many years, he originally thought that there would be no one else.

"You don't have to push these projects away in a hurry," Lin Xuan suppressed his emotions, "In your current situation, there is nothing more suitable for you than these two—that recommendation letter for you now is probably in vain. , might as well do something practical.”

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Yu Yicheng's eyes were filled with anger.

"Yi Cheng." Lin Xuan's eyelashes trembled.

Xie Qi felt that the person opposite seemed to be haunted.

Otherwise, how can a person go from being confident to being forced to drink a few cups of bitter wine in an instant.

"what happened?"

Yu Yicheng came over to ask a question, and didn't expect anyone to answer, so he frowned and looked at Lin Xuan.

"We are preparing for a dinner and waiting for others." Xie Qi broke the silence.

"Then I'll wait for you here?"

"Don't worry about me, just go and accompany your mother."

Yu Yicheng seemed to want to embrace him, but he didn't go too far.

He just patted Xie Qi on the shoulder and whispered a few words before leaving.

He ignored Lin Xuan, and didn't even respond to Lin Xuan's words.

Others also came one after another, and the banquet became lively in no time.

The dishes were served one after another, and the white mist lingered on the table.

Xie Qi only saw Lin Xuan looking down at the screen without saying a word.

He suspected that the man's eyes would turn red in the next second.

Lin Xuan's fingers were stiff for a long time.

The messages on the screen are particularly eye-catching.

Yu Yicheng: "Enough is enough."

The author has something to say: My little cuties suddenly stopped checking in (crying) It must be that I haven't written enough!The second watch is coming!