It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

From stagnation to proficiency to ease, Yu Qiu devoted himself to embroidery, forgetting about time.

The spiders in the corner weave a large silk web, the sun is slanting to the west, and the orange light caresses the window lattice, hazy and beautiful.

Yu Qiu finally raised his head, twisted his sore neck, moved his wrist joints, and slightly curved his dry lips.

On the white embroidered ground, a chubby panda sits against a tree, holding a few green bamboos in its arms, which is lifelike and interesting.

The classic black and white contrasting colors, the verdant bamboo leaves, the slender hair, and the naive expression all show the delicacy and skill of this embroidery.

Ms. Tao said that he is talented, not casually.

This talent lies not only in his ability to quickly master hundreds of stitches, but also in his talent in painting.

Painting theory and embroidery theory are inseparable.Whether a piece of embroidery is good or not depends on stitching skills, and the creator's ability in composition, light and shadow, color matching, charm, and interest is the most important thing.

Acupuncture can be mastered through practice, but the aura of aesthetic interest requires talent.

This is just a simple picture of "Panda Holding Bamboo", which is a practice work for Yu Qiu to regain his hand feeling, but if there are experts here, they will be amazed and praised.

Smart or dull, visible to the naked eye.

Yu Qiu especially enjoys this sense of accomplishment, especially after focusing on creation.

Stretching, he felt the soreness in his neck, shoulders and waist, and secretly decided to go back to increase the amount of exercise at night.

There is a gym in Shen Mingdeng's house. He has seen it. The equipment is quite complete, but he doesn't know if it can be used.

He picked up his mobile phone and planned to ask him on WeChat, but found that the small light on the mobile phone kept flashing. Someone sent him a message, but he didn't hear it.

[Wen Ce: Qiu, are you free tonight? 】

Yu Qiu couldn't bear his address: [Call me Yu Qiu, I'm not free. 】

[Wen Ce: Oh, this is simply too regrettable! 】

After ruthlessly rejecting him, Yu Qiu pulled a piece of clean cloth to cover the embroidery just completed, and left the empty house.

He bought a pancake fruit for dinner, and walked towards the subway station while eating.

As the setting sun sinks into the sky, the glow paints the city with an elegant rose color. The cold steel forest overlooks the small crowd almost gently, and the neon lights are lit up at the same time, gradually covering that layer of brilliant rose luster.

Yu Qiu threw away the paper bag of pancake oil, turned around and walked into the subway station.

While waiting in line for the subway, he sent Shen Mingdeng a message: 【Can I use the gym? 】

Shen Mingdeng probably couldn't type easily, so he replied, "Yes."

Two words, simple and neat, without redundant elaboration, vaguely revealing a bit of warmth.

He is not a really indifferent person, Yu Qiu thought to himself.

"Yu... Qiu?" A clear and hesitant voice suddenly came from behind.

Yu Qiu turned her head and met Meng Pingjiang's surprised eyes.

He asked unexpectedly, "Why are you here?"

Meng Pingjiang smiled, "I work as a part-time tutor here."

He has an elegant appearance and outstanding temperament, even if he wears an old T-shirt with a loose neckline and slacks with raw edges, his image will not be damaged.

Yu Qiu was really surprised.

"How many jobs did you have?"

Just as Meng Pingjiang was about to answer, the car came, and the two squeezed into the car with the flow of people. There was only one seat in front of them. Yu Qiu hesitated to sit down, but was gently pushed down by Meng Pingjiang.

One side of the seat is the door. Meng Pingjiang leaned on the baffle next to Yu Qiu, with his back to the door, and answered his question just now: "The one in Century Plaza is a temporary worker, and the real part-time job is the Fubai Bar and the tutor here. .”

One day, one night, just the time is staggered.

Yu Qiu looked up and asked, "Since you can be a tutor, you must have good grades. Which university did you get into?"

Of course he knew what university Meng Pingjiang was going to attend, but now that they were not familiar with each other, he could only pretend that he didn't know.

"Huajing University." Meng Pingjiang didn't show any pride on his face, and looked at him with gentle eyes, "What about you?"

Yu Qiu laughed: "Then we are alumni."

Not only alumni, but also roommates.

Meng Pingjiang's eyes lit up, he wanted to ask something but he suppressed it, his personality tends to be introverted, if he didn't really want to make friends with Yu Qiu, he wouldn't have asked more questions just now.

He worried that if he asked any more, he would be offended.

Yu Qiu was good at observing words and expressions, and saw that he was cautious, so he took the initiative to change the subject: "So you are doing a summer job now? Work-study, great."

"You are also great."

Yu Qiu's eyes widened slightly: "I'm good?"

"You helped me twice," Meng Pingjiang said with a sincere smile. "If it wasn't for you, I might lose my job and be blackmailed."

Meeting his sincere gaze, Yu Qiu suddenly felt a little guilty.

The first time he was in the bar, he just wanted to show that he was helpful in front of Si Ting.

The second time in Century Square, if he hadn't known the development of the matter in advance, he would not have "just happened" to record the video.

Feeling ashamed, he pondered for a moment and waved to Meng Pingjiang.

Meng Pingjiang bent down and listened attentively.

"Are you short of money?" Yu Qiu asked angrily, "There is something I can't do by myself, can you help me? I will pay you."

He purposely lowered his voice, fearing that others would lose face to Meng Pingjiang.

Meng Pingjiang has tasted the warmth and coldness of human since he was a child, but he didn't know the kindness behind his actions, and a warm current gushed out of his chest suddenly.

He maintained a bent posture, raised his eyes to face Yu Qiu's face, his eyes were very close to each other, one pair was calm brown, the other pair was light tea.

"What's the matter?" His voice gradually became hoarse.

Yu Qiu continued to whisper: "There is a house that needs to be cleaned up, and the yard is still full of weeds. Can you help me, I will pay you double the average salary of Huajing housekeeping."

He has to take care of his hands now, and he can't do those jobs that are easy to hurt his hands.

"You can find a professional housekeeper." Meng Pingjiang didn't immediately agree.

Yu Qiu pursed her lips, "It's troublesome to contact the housekeeping company to find a housekeeper. But if you don't want to, I'll go to the housekeeper again..."

"I am willing," Meng Pingjiang said. "It happens that the students will go on a trip tomorrow, so I don't have to attend classes. But I don't want to be paid."

Yu Qiu: "Then you rest tomorrow."

Meng Pingjiang: "..."

He was stunned for a few seconds before whispering, "Thank you. You don't need to double, can you?"

Yu Qiu's ears were burning.

He caused Meng Pingjiang a lot of trouble in the dream, but Meng Pingjiang didn't make trouble after his disability.

Based on this alone, he now sincerely wants to help Meng Pingjiang.

"It's ok, no thanks, I can't do it myself anyway." Yu Qiu said, "Make an appointment tomorrow."

Meng Pingjiang: "At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, it's the stop where I got on the train just now."

"it is good."

Yu Qiu was originally in a low mood, but after meeting Meng Pingjiang, it disappeared a lot.People with positive energy can always bring sunshine to those around them.

He touched Meng Pingjiang's arm: "I'll get off at the next stop, and you can come over when the time comes."

"So fast?" Meng Pingjiang was surprised.

He thought that Yu Qiu was on the same road as him. After all, this place is far away from Fubai Bar, and the people who go to Fubai are almost all regular customers around. How could anyone go so far?

Yu Qiu explained: "I moved."

"Okay." Meng Pingjiang didn't ask any more questions.

Back at the residence, Yu Qiu put on a pair of sports shorts, warmed up first, then went on the treadmill to do aerobic exercise for an hour, and finally stretched his whole body.

He was wearing a bluetooth headset, and the music was loud, so he didn't hear Shen Mingdeng's return.

When doing downward dog pose, he is facing the door with his back, his legs are spread apart, his head is lowered, and his eyes can just see the texture of the solid wood door through the gap between his legs.

Suddenly, the door was opened.

What Yu Qiu saw was a pair of long legs wrapped in sweatpants, what Shen Mingdeng saw were two white and slender legs and...the rounded parts raised high.

Yu Qiu: "..."

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

The two stalemate for ten seconds, and Shen Mingdeng was the first to come back to his senses, "You continue."

Slap the door shut.

He stretched out his hands to pinch the space between his brows, and suddenly felt thirsty, so he went to the kitchen and poured a large cup of cold water, and drank it down.

Yu Qiu quickly left the gym, sneaked into the room, patted his hot face, and cursed himself for being worthless.

Isn't it just being caught and stretched?What's so embarrassing!

But if you think about it carefully, that picture is indeed a little bit unsightly.

He tried his best to build up his mind, and he didn't pack his clothes to take a shower until his heartbeat calmed down.

After taking a bath, Yu Qiu put on a mask, applied body lotion, massaged his muscles, and took care of his hands.

He spends a lot of time on maintenance every day. If Shen Mingdeng knew about it, he would probably say something like "boys want to be brave".

Yu Qiu knocked on his forehead, why did he think of this person again?

"Knock knock."

He conditioned himself to sit up straight and asked, "What's the matter?"

Through the door panel, Shen Mingdeng's voice was slightly dull: "I have hired a housekeeper and will come over tomorrow."

Yu Qiu gripped the quilt tightly: "I'm going out tomorrow."

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock."

"What time will you be back?"

"It should have been dinner."

Shen Mingdeng was silent for a few seconds, "Yes."

The sound outside the door ceased, Yu Qiu got out of bed, put his hands on the door panel, put his ears on it, and frowned when he realized that Shen Mingdeng had really left.

What does "um" mean?

Falling asleep with confusion, I slept until seven o'clock in the morning.

Yu Qiu opened the door after washing up, facing Shen Mingdeng's upright figure, subconsciously took a step back, and was about to close the door.

"Eat." Shen Mingdeng put down the book and looked over with sharp eyes.

Yu Qiu: "..."

What's the matter with this man?Suddenly being so polite to him?Go down and buy breakfast yourself and wait for him to eat together?

Simply bizarre.

In the dream, Shen Mingdeng took care of him because his leg was disabled, why now?

Yu Qiu moved over slowly.

Just sat down, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and heard him ask again: "Where are you going?"

Yu Qiu:?

"give you."

"No, I'll take the subway." Yu Qiu resolutely refused and buried herself in eating the buns.

Shen Mingdeng stared at him for a moment, but didn't make another sound.

The two took each side, and the atmosphere was tense and awkward, giving the effect of a mime.

Before eight o'clock, Yu Qiu went out in a hurry, not forgetting to take away his leftover garbage.

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

Is it so difficult to be a good brother?