Roommate is a lop-eared rabbit

After he ate, Lu Shinian turned around and went back to the sofa to sit down. He took out a sketchbook and a pencil from somewhere, and started to draw.

From time to time, I looked up at him, and it was self-evident what he was painting.

Jian You: "Are you free to do anything?"

Lu Shinian nodded honestly: "Yes."

Jian You pouted, and Lu Shinian immediately said, "Hey, stop!"

Jian You: "???"

Lu Shinian: "Keep this pose, this expression, this angle and don't move. It's great. Wait until I finish drawing."

Jian You: "..."

Jian You: "Are you out of your mind?! Didn't you see me eating? Keep it up and get out."

Lu Shinian sighed with regret, but soon smiled again: "It's okay, you look good no matter what."

Jian You automatically blocked his rainbow fart. After eating, he packed up the garbage and threw it into the trash can. He stood there for 2 minutes, but he still couldn't hold back: "Have you finished drawing yet?"

"It's almost there." Lu Shinian raised his head and tapped on the notebook: "Would you like to come over and have a look?"

"What's so beautiful, even if you think about it with your knees, you can't draw anything good..."

Jian You muttered, but still walked over with a straight face, put on airs and refused to bend down, took a condescending glance, and immediately frowned: "What crap did you draw???"

"Huh?" Lu Shinian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and looked at his masterpiece from a distance: "Isn't it good-looking?"

He thinks it's quite pretty, the eyes and the nose are like a scaled-down version of Youzai, so cute.

Jian You: "What a shit!"

How is he like him, he is like a gorilla who has been hungry for three years and was released to eat.

Lu Shinian: "My elementary school teacher said that I am still very talented in painting, so don't hit me."

Jian You: "Everyone draws better than you."

"I'm a little hurt."

Lu Shinian thought for a while, tore off a blank page of drawing paper, took out a pencil and handed it to him together with the paper: "Why don't you try it?"

Jian You refused to answer: "I'm not interested, I don't want to draw."

Lu Shinian: "Come on, use your strength and let me feel the difference of human beings."

Jian You is not interested in painting, but it does not mean that he is not interested in beating this person either.

Not realizing that he was so easily coaxed into biting the fishhook, he took the drawing paper and pen and sat down next to Lu Shinian, stared at Lu Shinian for a while, then lowered his head and began to draw.

It's strange, he thought that he had to watch himself draw slowly, but he didn't expect that the drawing was so smooth that he didn't need to look up for confirmation, and wherever he drew, the details would automatically come to his mind.

Where there is a mole the size of a grain of rice, and where the curvature needs to be bent down and picked up again, he is very clear.

It was as if he had known this person for a long time and knew him very well.

This cognition became more and more profound as his painting progressed, so that it greatly affected his creation speed.

When he regained his soul from the fugue, the person next to him was tilting his head and seriously looking at the semi-finished work of his pen.

"This is me?" Lu Shinian was not sure.

Jian You fixed her eyes: "..."

He seemed to overestimate himself.

Painting a portrait is not as simple as he thought. If Lu Shinian painted him like a hungry gorilla, then the Lu Shinian he painted is probably an alien that hasn't fully evolved. Sample.

It turns out that in some specific events, details cannot determine success or failure.

Lu Shinian compared his own painting with his, and looked up at him with an innocent face, expressing everything without saying anything.

Jian You's competitive spirit was immediately aroused.

"It was just an accident."

He quickly rolled up the drawing paper and threw it into the trash can, grabbed Lu Shinian's drawing book and tore off a new one: "Isn't it just drawing a person, wait!"

He didn't believe it, he couldn't even draw a gorilla.

Some people became serious, and the speed slowed down. In order to win against the gorilla, they painted each stroke with extra seriousness. It took the time to finish a painting, and at this moment, they didn't even finish drawing a bunch of hair.

Lu Shinian knew that he was not good at art, so he wanted to please his wife, but he didn't expect that his wife's art skills were even more incomplete than him.

Is this a common problem of high IQ people?

But putting it on other people is a shortcoming. Putting it on Jianyou is like adding a cute buff automatically. Please, it’s super cool to have a boyfriend who can’t draw and doesn’t realize that he can’t draw and insists on drawing. okay?

It's like a lover's home.

A few days ago, he insisted on keeping a diagonal distance from him in the same room and didn't allow him to get closer. Today, he can sit beside him unprepared and takes the initiative. He doesn't know whether to be happy or sad.

What should I do if my wife is too naive?

He has to be more careful in the future, if he is accidentally deceived by others, he really has no place to cry.

This afternoon passed quickly.

The two vegetable chickens were shoulder to shoulder and each painted their own. In the end, the painting was not finished, and they were drowsy from the warm sun behind them. They didn't even know when they closed their eyes and squinted.

Jian You saw that he had drawn a lifelike portrait, which was almost like a real person, to the extent that even if he blinked, he was worried that the person in the painting would jump out.

Later, he opened his eyes, and saw the drawing paper he was still vaguely holding in his hand, and the sketch on which the human figure had just been drawn. He was silent for a long time,

This dream made people feel too disappointed.

The light was too dark, the sofa was too soft, and it was too comfortable to lean on. Jian You squinted his eyes and fell asleep again.

Two seconds later, it snapped open again.

Something doesn't seem right.

He leaned his head on the shoulder of the person next to him, and the head of the person next to him leaned on his head, it was heavy, and he didn't know if he was asleep or taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Damn, why did they sleep together?

Jian You transitioned from the drowsiness just now to being uncomfortable all over, stiff from the shoulders to the neck.

He didn't dare to move, he tried his best to glance up, and when he was sure he couldn't see anyone, he tentatively whispered: "Hey, are you awake?"

He responded with a series of long and even breathing sounds.

Asleep, it seems that there is no need to face embarrassment.

Jian You breathed a sigh of relief, in order not to wake Lu Shinian, he began to move his head away carefully at a slow turtle speed.

He moved away a little bit, and Lu Shinian's head slid a little bit against his head.

The head rubbing gesture was too intimate, Jian You's palms were numb and he was a little irritable, the idea of ​​"throwing it aside and leaving him alone" flashed several times, but in the end he sat up straight and let him lean on his shoulder superior.

so annoying.

He raised his hands and rubbed his face, then touched his ears, thinking, if it wasn't for the food and drink these days, no one would care about you.

He continued with the rest of the line drawings, and realized more and more that he was really not a drawing material, so his movements became slower and slower.

When Wen Wen Tun Tun had begun to take shape, a hand stretched out from the side, and put the drawing book on his painting, and the opened page on it was his appearance.

Big head, small body, with an anger symbol on the forehead, sitting on the ground holding a paper star and sulking.

It is much better than the gorilla, and it is not too much to call it cute.

"how about this?"

Lu Shinian woke up and was still leaning on his shoulder. The moment his voice came out, it entered his ears and resonated with his eardrums.

"Ugly." Jian You stared at the painting against his will.

Lu Shinian sighed: "This is my best level, why don't you just let it go?"

He tore off the painting and handed it to Jian You: "Perhaps it will be pleasing to the eye after just a few glances."

Jian You stared at it for a long time before accepting it with reluctance, and put it aside carelessly.

Lu Shinian: "Reciprocity, you give me this picture?"

He was referring to the semi-finished painting that Jian You was painting.

Jian You didn't even think about it, and refused: "No, anyone who wants to reciprocate with you will take back your broken painting, and I don't want it anymore."

"Okay." Lu Shinian smiled kindly, looked at the time on the wall clock, and stood up: "Okay, I should go too."

Jian You didn't raise her head: "Hurry up and get out."

His mouth was driving people to roll, but the movements of his hands slowed down, and he pretended to glance at the time inadvertently.

Why is it eleven o'clock, so fast?

As soon as he looked back, his head was rubbed a few times by a palm that was covering him.

Jian You froze from the neck up, and after his mind went blank, two thoughts flashed through quickly:

Slap him away; or dodge yourself, and then scold him bloody, dare to break ground on his head.

It's a pity that I didn't have time to implement any of them, so I was fixed in place by the other party's words.

"Tomorrow is my birthday." Lu Shinian said with a smile, "Can I ask you for a present?"

Jian You was silent for a while, and then said angrily: "Tomorrow's birthday, today you are begging for a fart gift from me,"

Lu Shinian: "I can't help it, I can't stay until twelve o'clock, and I want the first gift I receive on my birthday to be from you, so I can only be cheeky and ask for it in advance."

"..."

Jian You lowered his head and lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes. The nib of the pen left traces of disorder in the blank space of the drawing book, and muttered in a muffled voice: "Think too much, what can I give you."

"Yes, why not." Lu Shinian said, "The gift I want most is only you who can give it."

Jian You: "If you fart, let it go."

Lu Shinian: "Give me a kiss."

Jian You raised his head to meet Shang Lu Shinian's smiling eyes, and frowned: "Damn! What kind of spring and autumn dream, who are you, why should I kiss you!"

Lu Shinian grinned, rubbed his head itchyly, and then withdrew his hand: "Just kidding, don't be angry, go to rest early, I'm leaving."

As soon as he turned around, Jian You couldn't pretend anymore.

He stopped writing, stared at his back and walked halfway through the room, and suddenly said, "Hello!"

Lu Shinian stopped, turned around, "Why—"

Before the word "le" was spoken, Jian You, who had already jumped off the sofa with bare feet and strode over, hugged her.

It was like being bumped by a deer with soft tentacles, hitting his heart all the way. The feeling of his heart sinking made his whole heart tremble.

That is, a matter of seconds.

Before he could react and hug back, Jian You had already withdrawn and left, taking two steps back to open the distance again.

"Happy birthday."

With red ears, Jian You turned his face to one side, but his mouth was still unforgiving: "Okay, the gift has been received, hurry up and get out."

"..."

Lu Shinian wanted to raise his head to the sky and howl three hundred times.

It's really killing me, why is his pup so cute!

It is no exaggeration to say that he really used all his self-control in his life to resist the urge to abduct people directly from the laboratory and take them home.

I silently recited "This is my wife who will take me home tomorrow" [-] times in my heart, and the excitement that was made by a hug barely cooled down.

"I'm leaving." He smiled brightly and waved at him: "See you tomorrow."

Brother will take you home tomorrow.

After Lu Shinian left, Jian You didn't go to bed, but went back to the sofa and sat down. He looked at the q-version portrait of himself for a long time, and wanted to fold it but was afraid that the crease would affect the portrait, so he had to wrap it up and put it away. Put it in a drawer.

Then I picked up the unfinished portrait and continued to paint and change it.

He has finished painting, there is no reason why he can't paint well, this portrait, he must paint it.

Early morning on the ninth day.

The patio in the center of the laboratory was as quiet as ever, the treetops were swayed by the wind, lazily, as if they were playing with the birds that started chirping early in the morning.

Everything seems to be the same as usual.

The only difference was that one of the observation rooms facing the patio was empty.

Xie Youluo was obviously satisfied with the results of the experiment, which was expected, and asked Jian You with a rare relaxed expression: "Do you have any special feelings about these few days?"

What special feeling?

Is it special to be chased by your boyfriend again out of nowhere?

He chose not to answer this question and skipped directly: "How is the result of the experiment? Have I passed the test?"

Xie Youluo adjusted his glasses: "Of course."

The little girl rushed over, and when she saw Jian You, she congratulated her: "The prison is over, let's celebrate!"

Jian You: "Thank you."

The little girl chuckled, with a cunning flash in her eyes, and asked cunningly, "Is it fun?"

Without knowing it, Jian You went in: "What's fun?"

"Falling in love at public expense!" The little girl said joyfully, "Actually, from the fifth day, we knew that this experiment was stable."

She said: "According to past experience, half of the people who observed the experiment should have withdrawn, but this time they didn't. On the contrary, there were more people watching. Several seniors and sisters had nothing to do, so they would stroll over to watch for a long time."

Jian You didn't understand: "Why?"

The little girl clasped her hands together, looking longingly: "It's fun to watch young couples fall in love! The wife accidentally lost her memory, and the husband never left, and they both fell in love again. The plot in the novel is reflected in reality, so romantic... "

Jian You: "..."

So all his actions in the observation room in the past few days have spread 360 degrees throughout the entire laboratory?

Hold.

He thought with a sullen face and no expression, if he knew last night, he wouldn't have sat there all night painting Lu Shinian.

What a shame.

Little girl: "By the way, there are no butterflies in the courtyard, not even blue or yellow. Your boyfriend is just teasing you."

Jian You: "..."

Jian You: "The experiment is over, can I go?"

The little girl: "Huh? Yes, yes, but you won't wait for your boyfriend to pick you up?"

Jian You said no, turned around and walked out of the experimental building. He felt a little uncomfortable with the fresh air and sunshine that he had not seen for a long time.

He took out his phone and checked the time. It was only 07:30, and it would be more than half an hour before Lu Shinian was allowed to enter.

He exhaled, opened WeChat, and found Xie Youluo.

Upstairs in the laboratory, as soon as Xie Youluo stepped into the office, he received a message:

asdfghjkl: [The medicine from last time, can you give me another one. 】

The medicine from last time?

Xie Youluo thought for a while: [Inhibitory drugs? 】

Probably feeling ashamed, it took a while for the other party to reply: 【The pink one. 】