can i borrow your white paint

Half an hour later, the high-speed rail station.

Cheng Yi took Cheng Moutong's hand, and followed Fang Hengzhi ten steps behind Fang Hengzhi with a blank expression.

Fang Hengzhi in front wanted to stop and turn around to wait for him several times, but he stared back fiercely.

The meaning of that look couldn't be more obvious-stay away from us!

Fang Hengzhi: "..." Well, what a cruel heart!

He felt that he should perhaps be the most miserable person in the whole world. He would pay money and work hard, but he would still be treated coldly.

And such a cruel person showed no signs of softening his heart, and even hoped that he would stay farther away.

There's no way, Cheng Yi really doesn't want to be watched all the way.

Walking with the most beautiful boy in the entire high-speed rail station, he thinks he's a bit high-flying and can't bear it.

In this situation, he was not willing to talk to someone occasionally until he got on the high-speed rail.

Fang Heng knew it and was not annoyed, after he said a few words to himself, he found that his eyelids could not stop fighting, so he stopped talking, and walked over to help the senior and junior close the shading shutter.

The distance to Shanghai is not too far, and it only takes three or four hours to take the high-speed rail. After getting off the bus, the three of them took a taxi directly to the hotel to put their luggage.

"Ah..." Fang Hengzhi lay down on the bed as soon as he entered the hotel, and sighed in a drawn-out tone, "I'm exhausted."

Cheng Yi walked over and kicked his leg hanging outside the bed: "Sitting and sitting for several hours, where are you tired?"

"I'm tired from sitting." Fang Hengzhi thumped his legs twice in protest, "You guys slept soundly."

"Mouton motion sickness. I was drawing a manuscript last night and didn't sleep, so I caught up with it." Cheng Yi sneered, "You are the only one who is salty."

Fang Hengzhi: "..." It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

"Staying up late at a young age, you are not afraid of kidney deficiency." He turned his head from the bed: "What draft did you draw?"

"Manuscripts for making money." Cheng Yi helped the listless Cheng Moutong to the bed to sleep, got up to get the ipad from the suitcase, "Being a worker, there is no sleep."

The ipad was thrown casually by him, and it landed right next to Fang Hengzhi's face.

Fang Hengzhi: "...you almost owe me 100 million, do you know that?"

Cheng Yi: "?"

Fang Hengzhi sat up and pointed to the ipad that was almost in close contact with his face: "I insure my face for 100 million yuan, do you know that?"

"????" This operation really touched the blind spot of knowledge. Fuck, how can a person be so flamboyant that he would insure his face? ! ?

Cheng Yi felt that his world had been impacted, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

All he could think of was "awesome".

Fortunately, the owner of the insurance was in a good state of mind, and he stretched out his hand to him without any psychological shadow: "Come, hold hands."

"Are you sick?" Although it was a question, Cheng Yi had already confirmed the answer in his heart.

This person is sick, very sick.

Fang Hengzhi knew that he was scolding himself just by looking at his eyes, so he could only sigh: "You throw the ipad to me, won't you lend me a fingerprint to unlock it?"

"Ah..." Cheng Yi touched his nose and gave him a middle finger.

"..." Fang Heng was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this person's fingerprint password was the thumb and middle finger.

But even so...he still felt that this person was scolding him.

Although there is no proof, he is very sure.

Unlock the tablet, and the homepage of the tablet is just a picture on the painting software.

On the screen, a big brown bear and a little girl in a tutu dress, the forest behind them spreads from the foot to the moon in the sky.

It's a very delicate painting, and it looks awesome at first glance.

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows: "Brother Yi, shall I send you to debut directly?"

Cheng Yi smiled: "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Fang Hengzhi praised without hesitation, "Is this a manuscript that was ordered by someone else? Did you take the order online?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi said, "I started drawing in the first day of junior high school, and then I had a cooperation with a bookstore by a coincidence, and we have been in touch since then, occasionally drawing book covers or something to earn some pocket money."

Fang Hengzhi flipped through his gallery: "How much can you earn for a painting?"

Cheng Yi: "At the beginning, it was dozens, but now it can be one or two thousand. I usually don't have time, and every painting has to be delayed for a month."

Fang Hengzhi paused, put down the tablet, and sat on the edge of the bed with his hands on his face to look at him: "Then if you have time, is it okay to earn more than [-] yuan a month? You can change careers directly after the college entrance examination."

"It's okay." Cheng Yi lay down on his bed and sighed, "But I don't want to be like this for the rest of my life."

"I want to go to college too."

It is no problem to raise a child and rent a house with this little money, but Cheng Yi also wants to live freely and happily in the future, and live for himself.

He is unwilling to stay in that city for the rest of his life. He likes the bustling city and the rich life from the bottom of his heart.

Fang Hengzhi turned his head sideways and looked down at him.

Neither of them spoke again.

University life is really exciting.

only……

Cheng Yi closed his eyes.

It's just that he doesn't know what Cheng Moutong will do if he goes to college.

He has struggled with this matter for a long time, and even gave up the college entrance examination for a while, but when he was divided into classes, he still chose to enroll as an art student.

In the final analysis, I am still not reconciled, not reconciled to being like this for the rest of my life, not reconciled to living such a life that sees the end at a glance.

It's just that after signing up, this problem can't be solved, and it still haunts him every day, making people almost out of breath.

Just as he was suffering from a headache, the person next to him suddenly spoke.

"You will be admitted to university." Fang Hengzhi looked at him and said seriously.

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

The tall and thin boy sat on the edge of the bed with his legs curled up and looked at him, his eyes were rarely serious and serious, as if he was making a promise.

He heard the man say it again: "Brother Yi, you will definitely be named on the gold list."

The twilight of the sky outside the window gradually spread, and the neon lights unique to Shanghai lit up one after another, noisy and prosperous.

Probably because the night scene is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people a little hazy, Cheng Yi suddenly felt that maybe the future he wanted was not so out of reach.

It might even... be better than he imagined.

Cheng Moutong woke up shortly after falling asleep. After all, it was motion sickness rather than lack of sleep, so he started to be active after waking up.

"Brother!" Cheng Mutong sat on the bed and patted his stomach, "I'm so hungry."

His brother didn't speak, but Fang Heng turned around and looked at him with a smile after hearing the words: "Then shall we go eat?"

Cheng Moutong liked Fang Hengzhi, and when he heard him say that, he immediately opened his arms to him with joy: "Okay!"

He did this to Cheng Yi many times, and Fang Hengzhi immediately understood, walked over and picked up the child easily: "Come on, baby, put on your shoes, brother will take you to eat French food."

Cheng Yi listened beside him, and frowned: "Where are we going to eat?"

"Go to the restaurant I ate at last time." Fang Hengzhi looked down at the child after putting on his shoes, hooked his arms, picked him up and held him in his arms, "Let's go, I've booked the taxi."

Cheng Yi: "..." You are really quick.

He followed the man silently.

Fang Hengzhi is not the first time to come to Shanghai, and it can even be said that he is very familiar with this place, because his father Fang often comes here on business trips, and sometimes he even takes him with him.

He has already been to many restaurants here under the guidance of Ru Ting and Fang Zechang, so if he thinks about it, he can come up with a restaurant with good taste.

The city of Shanghai is usually very late at night to be quiet, because of the busy work and fast pace of life, most people eat dinner at this time.

Fang Hengzhi brought the two of them directly to the Bund, where they could not only have a meal, but also enjoy the night view.

But he didn't say where he was going, it didn't mean Cheng Yi didn't know.

Even if you have never been to the Bund, you should have heard of it. The consumption is really scary, not to mention the French food that Fang Hengzhi had eaten before.

So when he got out of the car, he grabbed Fang Hengzhi's sleeve: "Are you going to spend [-] yuan for dinner?"

Fang Hengzhi looked at his sleeve being grabbed and fell silent: "..." You actually predicted my budget?

Seeing his expression, Cheng Yi knew he had guessed right.

With some helplessness, he pulled him around a corner: "Brother, I call you brother. Can you spend less money?"

Fang Hengzhi was staggered by him and almost fell, and quickly explained: "Well... Actually, it shouldn't cost that much, less than ten thousand."

Cheng Yi glanced at him coldly: "Less than ten thousand? How much is the difference?"

Fang Hengzhi replied subconsciously: "It's two or three thousand."

Cheng Yi: "..." Oh fuck, rich people.

Fang Hengzhi: "..." I really can't eat French food now.

Cheng Yi had a headache.

He knew that Fang Heng knew that he was not short of money, so it didn't matter to him how this man spent it, and he didn't bother to care about a hundred thousand for a meal.

But that doesn't mean he can accept that this person spends so much on himself.

Once or twice is justified, but the number of times is too much to feel at ease.

It's not that his self-esteem is frustrated, nor is it that he knows his fate with Fang Heng, it's simply that he feels that his brothers have to settle accounts, too much and he doesn't know how to pay back.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Fang Heng knew what he was thinking after a little guessing.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Because since he was a child, most of the people he knew were from similar families, so he went out to eat casually, and it didn't matter who paid for it, and he didn't care.

Until he was about to graduate from the third year of junior high school, Fang Zechang's work project changed places, and his family came to that city, so he seldom went out to play with others.

Because he didn't know anyone, and he didn't have anyone to hang out with, so he was actually quite boring in the past two years.

Later, when I met Cheng Yi, he also curbed a lot of lavish spending habits very considerately, but occasionally he would not pay attention, and his previous problems would come out if he was not careful.

He regrets it a little.

Because I don't know if this will accidentally stimulate Cheng Yi.

And...he didn't know if this person would hate him because of this.

Inexplicably, he was very resistant to this idea.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit delicate, Cheng Mutong followed between them, looked left and right, and finally couldn't help but hooked his brother's hand: "Brother, I'm really hungry..."

Cheng Yi lowered his head and patted his head: "What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Mutong thought for a while, rolled his eyes and smiled, "I want to eat noodles!"

"Okay." Cheng Yi pinched the child's face, then looked at Fang Hengzhi, "Which noodle restaurant nearby is delicious?"

Fang Hengzhi was still thinking about how to apologize, but he didn't react immediately when he heard the words: "Huh?"

Cheng Yi was helpless: "Isn't it a treat? Mouton wants noodles."

He knew that Fang Hengzhi had only this habit of spending money, and he didn't intend to restrain him so that he could adapt to his living standard.

It doesn't matter, if he wants to spend it, he can spend it, it doesn't matter if it's not too much, anyway, he will always have a chance to return it in the future.

Even if he doesn't pay back the money, he can find other ways to pay it back.

Cheng Yi was taught by his father since he was a child that he should not owe others, and that only by going back and forth can the relationship last for a long time.

He didn't want the relationship between himself and Fang Hengzhi to become unequal, and... also wanted to keep this friendship longer.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that this big stick was really to his liking, no matter in thinking or behavior, they were very compatible.

Fang Hengzhi was stunned for a moment, looked him up and down for a long time, and then said hesitantly: "You...that is me..."

"Are you stuttering?" Cheng Yi felt that he was inexplicable, "Why are you hesitating? Aren't you usually very eloquent?"

Fang Hengzhi choked, thinking you might as well scold me for being talkative.

He paused for a long time before coughing, and explained with some intention of concealing: "Actually... I don't usually spend money that much."

All the coquettish words suddenly stopped coming out of his mouth, and in the end he could only excuse himself honestly and miserably.

"..." Cheng Yi opened his mouth, and suddenly became amused, "Fang Hengzhi, do you think you have hit me?"

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

It was rare for Cheng Yi to see him speechless and aggrieved, so he couldn't help but stroked his hair, and said with a smile, "It's okay, your brother Yi is not so fragile mentally."

If it was fragile, it would have been unbearable in the past few years.

Fang Hengzhi gave a "tsk", feeling that he really lost face.

He didn't bother to care about the man touching his hair anymore. He looked down at his phone and said in a muffled voice, "Oh, then I've made a reservation now."

Cheng Yi nodded: "Well, it shouldn't be too expensive."

Fang Hengzhi whispered "hmm".

Cheng Yi glared at him: "Don't lie to me!" Damn you, I still don't understand you?

This guy is definitely capable of doing what he said was five hundred but actually cost five thousand!

In just a few months, he almost figured out this person.

Fang Heng's hands trembled when he was yelled at, and he almost booked it for tomorrow by mistake.

He touched his nose and whispered, "...I see."

Only then did Cheng Yi look away in satisfaction.

He watched this person choose a noodle shop with an average price of 259 per person, touched his chin, and finally couldn't help asking the question that he had been curious about for a long time: "Do you spend the same amount with your friends?"

Fang Hengzhi didn't think too much, and nodded directly: "Yes."

Cheng Yi frowned, thinking they didn't stop you?Do you pay for everything just for granted?

Fuck, what kind of friend is this?Did Fang Heng know that the money was blown by a strong wind?

He mentioned that this person was worthless for a while, and then added a label to Fang Hengzhi in his heart: stupid, white and sweet.

People are stupid and have a lot of money, but they don't know people clearly.

But in fact, Fang Hengzhi didn't understand what he meant at all. What Cheng Yi asked was "Are you so flamboyant when you are with your friend", but he thought Cheng Yi asked "You are with your friend, are you and your friend so flamboyant?" Is it such a flower?"

So naturally, he nodded.

So when he raised his head and saw Cheng Yi's eyes filled with sympathy, he was stunned.

"...What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Cheng Yi patted him on the shoulder with a complicated expression, "Poor little boy."

Fang Hengzhi: "...???"

The time I book a table, has the world changed?

The author has something to say:

In fact, the old fox who used to hang out with friends and cheated friends of money: "..."

Question: This is the case, what should I do if my future boyfriend mistakenly thinks that I have a bad brain?