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

The treatment process is long and painful, but it is this kind of suffering that has given birth to many inspirations.

While receiving treatment, Yu Qiu was busy creating.

Every treatment was accompanied by Shen Mingdeng's arrangement, and the two of them seemed to have returned to their previous state.

It looks intimate, but separated by a layer of film.

Yu Qiu never called Si Ting again, and Shen Mingdeng represented him in all matters.

Time flies, at the age of 26, Yu Qiu has made a name for himself in the field of embroidery art and has become a rising star. Many of his works have sold for high prices.

The afterglow of the setting sun caressed the window lattice, Yu Qiu put the last stitch, the corners of her lips slightly raised, the new work was completed, and she could rest for a few days.

He controlled the wheelchair and came to the window.

The window of the embroidery room is facing the yard. The yard is not as depressed as it was a few years ago. Now, a lot of flowers and plants are planted, and the breeze blows the fragrance of flowers to the window, blowing the young man's long hair.

The courtyard door was opened, and the man's tall and straight figure and handsome face came into view. He had just got off work, still carrying a briefcase in his hand, as if he was going home, he stepped steadily up the steps.

Maybe it was a feeling in his heart. The man suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Qiu by the window on the second floor. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were calm and deep.

Yu Qiu looked away and turned around.

The wheelchair drove through the corridor on the second floor and followed the elevator to the living room, as if welcoming the arrival of another owner.

The 33-year-old Shen Mingdeng has not changed much. Maybe he has been in the position for a long time, and his aura is more intimidating, but when he takes off his suit and tie, and puts on a home dress, his aura will be restrained.

The treatment process requires the help of his family members. Shen Mingdeng has become a frequent visitor here. There are many of his personal belongings at home, but he has never stayed here overnight.

This is Yu Qiu's insistence—an inexplicably awkward insistence.

"My new work is finished." Yu Qiu said.

Shen Mingdeng nodded slightly, "Well, what are your plans?"

"Brother Wen asked me before that he had a relative who was very interested in Huaguo's embroidery culture and wanted to bid for it."

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Shen Mingdeng walked to the kitchen, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Yu Qiu didn't even think about it, "It's okay."

He spends a lot of time doing it by himself. Today's work is finishing and he has no time to cook. Now that Shen Mingdeng is back, naturally he won't let him do it.

Watching the man walk into the kitchen, Yu Qiu's cell phone rang suddenly.

It's an unfamiliar number.

He pressed to answer, and a pleasant voice came from the opposite side: "Hello, is this Mr. Yu Qiu?"

Yu Qiu said indifferently: "Who are you?"

"My name is Lu Gao, and I'm sorry to bother you." The other party's attitude was good, "I'm a designer of XX studio. I saw your work in the embroidery gallery by chance. Your work inspired me. I think Please cooperate, I wonder if you are willing?"

Yu Qiu thought the name sounded familiar, but she didn't remember it, so she asked, "How did you know my number?"

"I have collected your works and asked about them by the way."

The organizer has the creator's information, and the other party is the buyer, so it is easy to find out.

He couldn't help being silent.

"I like your work very much. I wonder if there is a chance to visit it?"

Shen Mingdeng is the agent of Yu Qiu in many matters now, and this is the first time someone has called him.

Something novel.

He seems to have been cut off from the world for a long time, because of his bad behavior, he has been "trapped" in this house.

Lu Gao's phone call was like an opportunity, which touched Yu Qiu's desire to communicate with the outside world.

After several years of treatment, the legs seem to have really recovered. This feeling is still very shallow, but Yu Qiu can feel it occasionally.

Hopes and longings arose in him.

"Okay, make an appointment." He agreed.

At the end of the call, Yu Qiu deliberately checked the studio that Lu Gao mentioned on the Internet, and found that it is quite famous in the fashion industry. Lu Gao is the founder of this studio. He himself has won many awards in the world and has done many personal fashion show.

There are pictures of him online.

Yu Qiu opened his eyes wide, and the sense of familiarity came back again. He gradually opened his eyes wide, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

He was busy with his career in the entertainment industry for four years in college, and rarely got along with his roommates, but he still had some impressions of the names and looks of the three roommates.

Needless to say, Meng Pingjiang has become an "old enemy".

For the remaining two, Liu He has a bold personality, but he hasn't had much contact with him. He is just a simple and honest person. As for Lu Gao...

To be honest, Yu Qiu can still remember his face and name not because of how special Lu Gao is, but because of his own memory.

If he remembered correctly, he hadn't talked to Lu Gao in the four years of college, because Lu Gao was too lonely and didn't get close to anyone.

It's very different from the person on the phone just now.

It is estimated that Lu Gao doesn't remember him, or maybe he won't associate the embroidery master with his roommate back then.

He suddenly had a bad idea.

When Shen Mingdeng came out of the kitchen, he saw Yu Qiu's unusual expression.

"what happened?"

Yu Qiu didn't hide anything from him, "Someone called me to cooperate just now."

"Who is it?" Shen Mingdeng pushed him to the dining table, "I'll check first."

Yu Qiu rolled his eyes, "It's my college roommate named Lu Gao, a famous fashion designer."

"En." Shen Mingdeng glanced at him calmly.

"Eager to try" is clearly written on the young man's face.

Just college roommates?

After leaving Yu's villa, Shen Mingdeng made a call, and soon, information about Lu Gao was sent to his mobile phone.

He glanced quickly, his eyes suddenly stopped.

- like the same sex.

Four years have passed, and Yu Qiu is no longer afraid of his unconscious legs. He is looking forward to meeting Lu Gao.

On the appointed day, he was sitting in a wheelchair, his legs were covered with a thin beige knitted blanket, and his upper body was wearing a thin knitted sweater. At the neckline were two delicate collarbones, and further up, his neck was white and slender.

He was in the garden, bathed in warm sunshine, like a noble and lazy cat.

When Lu Gao came, the first thing he saw was the wheelchair, and he couldn't help being shocked.

To be honest, when he learned that the author of the embroidery work was Yu Qiu, he immediately thought of his roommate in his memory.Yu Qiu was his roommate, and he used to be considered a top trafficker. It is impossible for Lu Gao not to be touched by this name.

But maybe it's just a coincidence that there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world.

However, the same name as "Yu Qiu" and the same paralyzed legs, is this really just a coincidence?

Lu Gao stared blankly at the back of the wheelchair, and forgot what to say for a moment.

Yu Qiu turned around and made an inviting gesture, "Sit down and have a cup of tea first."

There are tables and chairs in the garden, just for entertaining guests.

Lu Gao was kind, sat down opposite him, looked him up carefully, and said, "You are very different from before."

"You are also different." Yu Qiu replied.

In the past, Lu Gao was taciturn, but now Lu Gao can speak very well, and he has long hair, which is tied in the back of his head.

Lu Gao added: "You can embroider."

"You actually know how to design clothes."

"..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, but because of this wonderful meeting, they drew closer to each other.

Yu Qiu took a sip of tea slowly and said, "Thank you for liking my work."

Lu Gao: "..."

I kept saying "you" on the phone that day. Now that I think about it, it's a bit embarrassing.

"Cooperate?" He went straight to the point, trying to break the restless atmosphere.

Yu Qiu: "I'll listen to your thoughts first."

The two chatted for a while, when the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open by another person, and Yu Qiu knew it was Shen Mingdeng without even looking.

Lu Gao saw the person's face clearly, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, his eyes flicked back and forth in front of Yu Qiu and Shen Mingdeng, as if he had discovered something interesting.

He had heard of Shen Mingdeng, and had met him at some business banquets. Regardless of how the outside world judged this person, at least in his circle, many people regarded Shen Mingdeng as heavenly dish.

It's a pity that this heavenly dish has caused countless people to run into a wall.

Apart from his appearance and wealth, his clean private life has made many people covet him.

Who wouldn't want to be the first to capture Tiancai's heart?Who doesn't want to be the only one?

This kind of temptation caused many people to go on and on, and each of them was beaten to death.

Unwilling to be reconciled to their failure, they labeled Shen Mingdeng as "asexual", "sexual frigidity", and "sexual dysfunction" to comfort themselves for their incompetence.

Lu Gao looked at Shen Mingdeng, and Shen Mingdeng also looked at him.

The deepness and vigilance in the man's eyes completely ignited Lu Gao's gossip soul.

He decided to hang out with Yu Qiu more in the future!

"Get off work so early?" Yu Qiu turned around and asked Shen Mingdeng, not seeing the interest in Lu Gao's eyes.

Shen Mingdeng walked to him with a normal expression, put one hand on the push handle of the wheelchair naturally, and asked, "Did I disturb you to discuss cooperation?"

"No," Yu Qiu shook his head, "It's almost ready."

"Is this a cooperation plan?" Shen Mingdeng looked at the documents on the table, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

He has the confidence to say this, and he has handled countless contracts, so Yu Qiu naturally believes in his vision.

Just as he was about to agree, he heard Lu Gao say: "Yu Qiu, this is a cooperation between us, and it also contains my vision for the design. Isn't it good for a third party to intervene?"

The words were spoken to Yu Qiu, but Shen Mingdeng was watching.

Yu Qiu: "..."

He just read it, and there is no design idea.

Did Lu Gao say this on purpose to target Shen Mingdeng?

But why?

He lowered his eyelashes to hide the thoughts in his eyes, and unconsciously pinched the thin blanket on his legs with his fingertips.

Suddenly, a palm touched the top of his head and rubbed it lightly, with a touch of pampering.

Yu Qiu opened his eyes slightly.

"The traps in the contract are hard to guard against," Shen Mingdeng said softly, "I'll tell you the details tonight."

Lu Gao: "..."

Who is the connotation? !

He smiled slightly, "I am Yu Qiu's college roommate. We have lived together for four years and have a very good relationship. I will not cheat him."

Yu Qiu: "..."

Shen Mingdeng hit the nail on the head, "Yu Qiu never mentioned you."

A gust of wind blows, and the yard is a bit cool.

Yu Qiu gathered the thin blanket and spoke first: "Lu Gao, why don't you come here first today, and I'll trouble you to make this trip."

Lu Gao had watched enough of the drama, and said with a dark smile: "Add a WeChat account, and we will keep in touch in the future."

"Row."

After adding WeChat, Lu Gao left directly.

Yu Qiu controlled the steering of the wheelchair, went to the living room, and asked casually, "Do you know him?"

"do not know."

"Then why are you preventing me from working with him?"

He saw Shen Mingdeng's intentions.

"It's not to stop you," Shen Mingdeng said, "It's because I'm afraid you will be cheated."

Yu Qiu looked up into the man's calm and dark eyes, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He asked, "What can I lie to?"

The young man's handsome and clear face appeared in front of his eyes, and his light brown pupils looked like clear gems.

Shen Mingdeng stretched out his hand out of nowhere, as if about to touch his fair cheek.

The phone rang suddenly, he woke up, turned a corner almost abruptly, landed on the top of Yu Qiu's hair, and rubbed it.

"I'll take a call."