please show up and let me see

At dusk, Ning Yu fished out all the quilts and put them on the balcony to dry, then moved a small bench and sat in the sun to draw.The sound of "dong dong dong" kept coming from upstairs, and when he couldn't take it anymore, Ning Yu did the math, it had been more than half an hour.

He frowned slightly.

In the end, he put down his pen and walked out. The upstairs door was open, and a few people who looked like workers came out, and there was also a young man with a very good appearance.

After sending the workers away, he turned his head and gave Ning Yu a slight nod. Ning Yu looked at his hand on the doorknob, which was as white as jade with clear knuckles, and blurted out, "Do you want me to help?"

The young man froze for a moment, with a slightly surprised expression, and finally smiled at Ning Yu, "No, thank you."

Ning Yu blinked and smiled dryly.

Qin Shu didn't go in immediately, he pursed his lips slightly, "Just now...did I disturb you? Sorry..."

"No, it's okay! It's okay..." Ning Yu waved his hands as he said.

But in fact, his painting has been destroyed.

Ning Yu's drawing and talking about feelings can only be done once, if he is interrupted midway, the feelings will be gone.

Qin Shu smiled and asked, "That's good, what's your name?"

"Ning Yu!"

"My name is Qin Shu, nice to meet you."

Qin Shu stretched out the hand that was on the doorknob.

Ning Yu bowed his head, and he could see this beautiful hand, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Oh, oh... I, I'm also very happy..." Ning Yu swallowed, moistened his dry throat and said.

But he didn't shake hands with Qin Shu for a long time.

Qin Shu twitched his eyelashes, and sent his hand to Ning Yu.

Only then did Ning Yu come to his senses, and quickly handed over his hand to shake Qin Shu twice.

Oh my god, this feels so good.

He thought as he withdrew his hand.

"Goodbye." Ning Yu raised his head, looked at the bright smile in Qin Shu's eyes, and nodded in a daze.

Before closing the door, Qin Shu showed a smile to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu froze for a moment, then smiled back dully.

Sitting back on the small bench blankly, he stared at the drawing paper on which only the line draft was drawn, and was stunned for more than half an hour.

Suddenly there was a sound from the entrance, Ning Yu came back to his senses, and walked out of the balcony, the woman at the entrance was changing shoes, when she heard the sound of slippers being tapped, she raised her head and smiled softly at Ning Yu, "Ning Ning, are you hungry?"

After she changed her shoes, she picked up the black bag that had just been placed on the small table, and it seemed a little heavy. The woman weighed it twice, and walked in and said, "Mom bought you shrimp today~"

Ning Yu smiled, took the bag from her, and said, "Thank you, Mom."

Mother Ning smiled even more gently, she leaned over, kissed Ning Yu's cheek, and took the bag over, "You don't need to do it, wait for your father to come back."

She put the fresh shrimps into the cleaning pool, and pushed Ning Yu into the piano room. As always, Mother Ning picked up the violin and put it gently on her shoulders, and Ning Yu sat in front of the piano.

The mother and son played a ensemble, and when they stopped, they could smell a strong fragrance as soon as they opened the door.Father Ning walked out of the kitchen with the dishes and smiled at them, "Let's eat."

Mother Ning didn't wash her hands immediately, she ran over, put her arms around her lover's neck, and kissed his lover's cheek,

"Welcome back, thank you husband!" Then I entered the bathroom.

During the meal, the Ning family didn't have anything to say. Ning's mother peeled the prawns for Ning Yu and asked sweetly, "Did baby draw today?"

Ning Yu was very helpless at the way her mother called her, thinking of that painting, she felt a little bit bad.

"No."

Ning's mother put the shrimp meat into Ning Yu's small dish, pushed the fragrant stir-fried fresh shrimp towards him, and comforted, "It's okay, I feel that this thing can't be strong after all, anyway we The baby is very talented...huh...a painting is worth thousands of gold..."

Ning's mother is an excellent musician. As his son, Ning Yu is naturally artistic. When he was 17 years old, he held his first painting exhibition, which caused quite a stir in the art world. He was called the "treasure boy" in the art world. ".

"Treasure Boy" had finished his meal and now sat laying his corpse in the moonlight.

There was no expression on his face, his mouth was slightly opened, and he looked at the moon without blinking his eyes.

Ning's mother was sitting beside her making tea, his eyes shifted to his mother's hands at some point, and his mind drifted three meters away upstairs.

That hand is so pretty.

Father Ning came out after dealing with some company matters, and Mother Ning handed him a cup of tea without any hassle. Father Ning sat down on the rattan chair beside him, stretched out his big hand gently, and gently stroked Mother Ning's long hair.

On the other side, Qin Shu has been busy all day, and now he finally tidied up the new house.

He is now slumped on the sofa panting.

"咚咚-"

Qin Shu sighed sadly, dragged his tired body to open the door.

"Dangdang! See what I brought you?"

The handsome and sunny young man stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back, smiling like a child.

Qin Shu smiled slightly, "You are already 29 years old, you are not a child anymore."

Ren Feng: "Are you really willing? Our two childhood sweethearts..."

Qin Shu turned around and paused, looked at him fixedly, and asked, "...Qingmei?"

"...a bamboo horse?"

"……you?"

Ren Feng: "...I'd better go crazy."

Qin Shu smiled, "I think so too."

Ren Feng: "...you are no longer my dearest person."

"Oh." Qin Shu responded indifferently, walked behind him, and snatched the precious bottle of Lafite.

Ren Feng: "...you give me back my wine."

Qin Shu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "It's hard to get over the water, don't you understand?"

Ren Feng opened his mouth to explain.

"Your Chinese and physical education teacher taught it?"

Ren Feng was silent for a long time, "...I want to sue your mother."

Qin Shu stumbled and shut his mouth.

Both of them were equally frustrated, sat on the sofa and finished off a bottle of wine.

The next day I felt dizzy and dizzy, and felt dizzy.

Qin Shu barely got up, he rubbed his hair, kicked Ren Feng aside who was like a dead pig on the ground, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Then he walked in front of the still dead pig, and slapped him hard on the cheek twice.

The dead pig sat up with a bang.

He opened his mouth and scolded, "Fuck your sister's uncle Qin, whoever is with you will have a heart attack..."

"Ah."

The dead pig finally woke up, staring at Qin Shu with his big Kazilan eyes, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Qin Shu looked ahead, "Will you go to the supermarket?"

Ren Feng scratched his head annoyedly, and couldn't help being stunned when he heard his words, "...I remember you are a programmer?"

Isn't it a dead house?

Qin Shu stood up and looked at him from above.

He slowly lifted his lips, "Am I dead?"

Don't you need to eat?

Ren Feng almost blurted out: 80.00%.

Ren Feng: "...I'm sorry."

He quickly packed up and went out with Qin Shu. The elevator went down one floor and stopped suddenly.

Qin Shu raised his eyes, and saw Ning Yu in cow pajamas.

Ning Yu always seizes the opportunity to stay at home, his skin is very fair, his hair is black, for some reason, Qin Shu feels that he is a bit like a little cow...

The little cow is carrying a black garbage bag in his hand. The bag looks very bulging, and it should be thrown downstairs.

Qin Shu lowered his eyes and thought for a while. As a new neighbor, he should show his kindness.

So, he smiled lightly at the little cow, and said in a tone that Ren Feng had never heard before: "Do you want me to help you?"

In fact, the little cow hadn't woken up much yet, so she was a little dazed, so she answered in a daze.

Qin Shu stretched out his hand and took the bag. There was a big difference between the honey-colored hand and the black bag. The little cow was fascinated immediately, "Your hand is so beautiful..."

Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at his hands. His hands were really good. When others praised him before, Ren Feng said beside him: These are called "programmer's hands".

"Thank you..." Qin Shu smiled at Ning Yu.

Ning Yu walked in in a daze, stood beside him and stared at his hand hanging by his side without blinking.

Qin Shu curled his fingers, feeling a little nervous for some reason.

Ren Feng watched from the side, and wanted to ask Ning Yu: All the garbage was given to Uncle Qin, why did you still come in?

But he and Ning Yu are strangers after all, so it's hard to say it out loud.

I had no choice but to scratch my head.

After going downstairs, Ning Yu finally woke up.

"..."

God, what did he do? !

Qin Shu threw the trash bag into the trash can casually, gave him a gentle smile, turned and left.

Ren Feng: "..."

He walked with Qin Shu for a long time before Ren Feng asked with difficulty: "...Are you crazy, or am I crazy?"

Qin Shu smiled brightly at him, his white teeth were eerie, "Of course it's you."

Ren Feng: ...he felt that he had received some kind of implicit persecution.

"……it's me……"

"Why don't we drive?"

Qin Shu has always been picky. There is a 24-hour convenience store near the community, but he wants to go out to the store he used to frequent.

Most importantly, don't drive.Ren Feng: "Can we be more tolerant to the supermarket?"

Qin Shu: "I can't."

Ren Feng: "..."

Half an hour later, Ren Feng collapsed at the entrance of the supermarket.

Qin Shu walked slowly, without blushing or panting, pulled a trolley in and picked out the goods in a leisurely manner.

"Uncle..."

"Uncle...bring me a bottle of soda..."

Qin Shu didn't turn his head.

After another half hour, Qin Shu walked out with a big bag of spoils.

Ren Feng was squatting on the stone pillar at the entrance of the supermarket and playing with his mobile phone. When he saw him coming out, he immediately jumped down and ran over to look at him happily.

Qin Shu took out a bottle of soda water from the plastic bag, Ren Feng took it immediately, and sighed "ah".

The corners of Qin Shu's mouth twitched invisibly.

Ren Feng was cool, and the buddy wrapped his arms around Qin Shu's neck nicely, patted his chest and said loudly, "I don't remember what happened this morning, I forgive you!"

"..." Qin Shu silently took his hand away and saved his own neck.

Ren Feng persevered and came up again.

Qin Shu: "... this gentleman, please spare my neck..."