Chapter 57
Chapter 57
Chen Ye was as efficient as a rocket and found her an impeccable address in just a few days.
The art park has a quiet environment, convenient transportation, and comprehensive security. Apart from the relatively high rent, there is nothing wrong with it.
The point is, the location is right on the only way from home to the Storm Building, and the man’s selfishness is clearly visible.
The studio has been renovated and is equipped with basic furniture. You just need to tidy up and move your things in.
Shu Yao hesitated for less than an hour, and finally felt that his current income could afford the expense, so he quickly signed the contract.
After the manager left, Shu Yao looked around the small room and suddenly had a lot of thoughts. After all, Yinyuan was her master's studio, and this place seemed to be the real beginning of her dream.
"We can put a work desk here, and then move the sofa to the wall..."
Shu Yao leaned on Chen Ye's shoulder, planning the layout of the studio's furniture, when the phone in her hand suddenly began to vibrate. Shu Yao looked down and saw that it was a video invitation from Qian Manqing.
She pressed the answer button, and two smiling faces suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
Qian Manqing and her grandmother waved to them in tacit understanding.
"Manqing happened to come see me and told me you were going to the studio today, so I thought I'd video chat with you." Grandma asked with a smile, "How was it? Are you satisfied?"
Shu Yao stood up, turned his phone around, and showed them the background: "I'm quite satisfied. I've already decided."
"That's good, that's good. Safety is the most important thing. Money is just a thing outside of your body. If you don't have enough for the time being, let Aye pay for it. His money is yours anyway!"
Shu Yao smiled and said, "Grandma, there's enough money."
"Is Aye with you?" Qian Manqing interrupted from the side. "How's his injury? Is he okay?"
Shu Yao sat back and included Chen Ye's face in the camera.
Before Chen Ye could say anything, a voice came from the phone: "Mom, it's been a week, it's just a small injury, how can it not heal? Why are you worrying so much?"
It was Shen Yang's voice.
Qian Manqing rolled her eyes. "I don't know who it was, but the day my brother was injured, he stayed up all night, making phone calls and looking up information."
"I was looking up information about esports competitions."
Shu Yao suppressed a laugh, exchanged glances with Qian Manqing in the video, and deliberately said, "It's not very good. The doctor said yesterday that the wound got wet and it's a little infected. I have to go to the hospital today."
As soon as the voice fell, a figure suddenly rushed in from the corner of the video. Qian Manqing glared at Shen Yang with disdain: "What are you doing?"
Shen Yang was speechless: "Is he an idiot? Such a small wound can get infected?"
Shu Yao and Qian Manqing laughed in tacit understanding.
Only then did Shen Yang realize that he had been deceived. He came over, pointed at the camera and said, "Birds of a feather flock together." Then he disappeared from the camera.
What surprised Shu Yao was not Shen Yang's duplicity, but... he had lost too much weight, hadn't he?
It's only been half a year since I last saw him.
Moreover, his thinness instantly increased his resemblance to Chen Ye's appearance.
But her messy thoughts were quickly brought back by Qian Manqing. After chatting for a while, Shu Yao hung up the phone and looked at Shen Ye who was leisurely watching the scenery beside him: "Can I ask a question?"
Shen Ye glanced at her and said, "Rely on a healthy lifestyle, simple exercises, and a nutritionist."
Very good, Shu Yao thought, over the past period of time, the two of them have become more and more consistent in their thinking.
*
Shu Yao has never been the kind of person who would develop a so-called nostalgic feeling for a place.
Whether it is Nanjiang, Fuchuan or Lishui, for her, it seems to be just a "place where she has lived".
That's all.
So even though she had lived in Lishui for so long, she didn't feel any sense of loss when she left.
Thinking that she would need to come back and stay occasionally due to the preparations for the exhibition hall, she only brought a simple suitcase.
From Yinyuan to the parking lot, you will inevitably pass the burned-down Lishui Ancient Bridge.
The restoration work began last month and is currently in full swing.
Although I don’t know how much of its original flavor the restored ancient bridge can retain, it is still a good thing.
Shu Yao stood and watched for a while, and suddenly remembered the night when the ancient bridge caught fire. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now he finds it a bit strange.
He held her hand in his pocket, fingers intertwined. Shu Yao tapped the back of his hand with her index finger: "That night, after I got off the bus, where did you go? Why did you arrive at Mei'er's house later than me?"
Shen Ye chuckled: "Don't you already have the answer?"
Although Shu Yao had guessed it, he still found it a little hard to believe: "Did you sit in the car and watch me for an hour or two?"
"Um."
It was pitch black all around at the time, and Shu Yao didn't notice at all that his car didn't leave.
She asked curiously, "What were you thinking about?"
Shen Ye looked down at her. The setting sun behind her coated the earth with a layer of gold, while the man in front of her stood in the golden light with a somewhat dim expression.
"Thinking—"
"If one day, when you finish work, I can walk you home openly, instead of being like a peeping Tom like I did that day."
This is a very unfair statement.
Shu Yao could faintly taste the tea and glanced at him indifferently: "Speak in a simpler way."
The car key in Chen Ye's right hand turned a circle on his index finger and landed steadily in his palm. The strands of hair on his forehead were gently blown by the breeze. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he was as high-spirited as a teenager of seventeen or eighteen.
"I'll pick you up after get off work."
*
Shen Ye really does what he says.
On the first day of moving into the new studio, Shu Yao went downstairs and saw his car parked downstairs.
As winter approaches, it gets dark early and street lights are turned on early.
Occasionally, one or two people passed by and when they saw the tall figure leaning against the car door, they couldn't help but look back.
Chen Ye, however, acted as if no one was around, his eyes fixed on his phone, not knowing what he was looking at.
Shu Yao ran over briskly. He looked up when he heard the sound and opened the car door for her.
The car door blocked the cold outside. Shu Yao put his hands in his coat pockets and looked at his slightly red hands: "Can't you just wait in the car? Your hands are frozen red."
"Yeah." Chen Ye put his phone on the armrest box next to him and naturally reached out his hand, "Help me warm up."
“…”
Shu Yao reluctantly held his hands and rubbed them gently: "Is this enough?"
"Too slow." Chen Ye was not very satisfied. He supported himself on the edge of the passenger seat and leaned half of his body over.
Shu Yao instinctively shrank back, leaning against the triangle between the car door and the seat.
Shen Ye's right hand stroked the back of her head, separating the hard and cold car window, and then kissed her without hesitation.
Although there were few people in the park and it was dark, it didn't mean that there wouldn't be people passing by and taking a closer look. Shu Yao's cheeks flushed and she gently patted his shoulder.
Chen Ye was not in a hurry, and his lips caressed it slowly, as if he was tasting a candy, first tasting the sweet and sour sugar coating on the outside, then biting it and licking it slowly with the tip of his tongue, leaving no room for resistance.
When it was over, Shu Yao's face was completely red and a little sweat appeared on his back.
Chen Ye combed the hair on her temples behind her ears. His fingertips felt a hint of moisture and he smiled: "It's warm now."
“…”
Shu Yao decided to have a cold war with him for five minutes.
But just over a quarter of an hour later, Chen Ye's cell phone rang. Shu Yao looked closely and saw that it was a message from Xu Zhaoli.
Shen Ye's bony hands gripped the steering wheel, turning skillfully with a calm and composed demeanor, a completely different person from just now.
He frowned and said, "What nonsense is that, help me take a look?"
Shu Yao mentally withdrew his assessment of being "calm and collected," picked up his phone, and asked, "What's your password?"
"110926."
Her nickname + birthday.
Shu Yao felt an indescribable throbbing in his heart and unlocked his phone to check the message.
"He said he has something to do tonight, so I'll leave the bar to you." Shu Yao asked curiously, "Why is he always busy lately?"
Shen Ye said: "His wife is pregnant."
"Ah." Shu Yao nodded in understanding. "Will you be back late again tonight?"
Shen Ye: “Should be.”
Shu Yao hesitated for a moment: "How about I go with you?"
"Don't you dislike this noisy place?" Chen Ye comforted softly, "I'll try to come back early."
"No." Shu Yao's tone was as calm as if he was saying he had a sandwich this morning. It didn't sound like ambiguous talk, but just a statement of fact. "I found out last time that I do miss you."
Shen Ye suddenly braked and instinctively blocked her with his right arm, preventing her from rushing forward.
He turned his head away helplessly and smiled: "Next time you say something like that, don't say it on the street. It's dangerous."
Shu Yao said "Oh" and soon found that he had turned the car around and was heading towards "Zaiyu".
It was still early when they arrived and there were not many people in the bar. Shu Yao sat in a private box, quietly nestling in a corner of the sofa and chatting with Zhao Tiantian.
Chen Ye lay on her lap, flipping through a book. During this period of time, his reading list has evolved from "Basics of Filigree Inlay" to "Advanced Learning Manual of Filigree Inlay".
I don’t know how long it took, but the music downstairs became louder and louder. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, hitting the wall with a not-so-light sound.
They both turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a man who looked about the same age as Chen Ye, drunk, smiling, and walking towards them with a wine glass in his hand, his body swaying slightly.
"Brother Chen! Long time no see, it looks like you!" He stood opposite the coffee table and extended his wine glass towards Chen Ye.
Chen Ye sat up, picked up the cup on the table, clinked them together gently, and took a big sip calmly, thinking in his heart that sooner or later he would have to remove the glass on the door.
The man saw that the transparent liquid in his cup had suddenly shrunk by more than half, and raised his hand to give a thumbs-up: "Brother Chen really has a good alcohol tolerance!"
Shu Yao: “…”
If mineral water is considered alcohol, she can drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk.
The man opposite seemed to have just noticed her. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her for a moment, and said with a bit of a tongue twister, "This is my sister-in-law, right? She's still as beautiful as the last time I saw her at Xun, Xun Restaurant... Hmm? But why is she so different?"
He was drunk and asked cheerfully, "Sister-in-law, you've been going for a gentle and ladylike style lately, right?"
Shu Yao blinked, looked at Chen Ye and asked calmly: "Do you have other wives?"
“…” Chen Ye didn’t understand either.
Even though he was drunk, the man realized that he had said the wrong thing. He turned around and was about to slip away when Shen Ye grabbed him by the back of his collar: "What's going on?"
"Ah?" The man looked confused and begged for mercy. "I, I don't know. I heard from my ex-girlfriend that your wife is Miss Feng, isn't she?"
?
When did this rumor about him and Feng Yunwan start?
Wouldn’t Jing Yan want to kill him if he knew?
Shen Ye frowned: "Who is your ex-girlfriend?"
"Chen Yao."
“…”
Chen Ye had never heard of this name, but Shu Yao understood it.
She stood up and patted Shen Ye's arm: "I know what's going on, let him go."
"Thank you, sister-in-law. Thank you, sister-in-law." Seeing that the situation was not good, the man smiled awkwardly and immediately ran away with the wine glass.
"You know?"
"Chen Yao was my classmate in high school. She was there at the last class reunion." Shu Yao smiled speechlessly. "It's all your fault. You insisted on saying at the reunion that people in the same grade don't need classes. After you left, they guessed your wife was Miss Feng. I guess it spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until this rumor spread."
“…” Shen Ye was silent for a moment and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Shu Yao glanced at the screen: "What are you doing?"
Chen Ye: “Post it on Moments.”
Shu Yao guessed his intention, but didn't know what he would send, so she secretly took out her cell phone.
As soon as he refreshed his phone, the circle of friends that Chen Ye had just posted popped up on his phone screen, with a picture of an unfolded wedding photo.
I don't know when he took the photo.
The copywriting is simple and crude: [Who will try to find the wrong wife for me again? ]
*
Late at night, Shu Yao lay on his side on the bed and opened WeChat again. Sure enough, a small red dot reminder appeared at the bottom of the screen.
Ever since she was forced by Chen Ye's eyes to leave a love under his official circle of friends to show her support, she would receive a reminder whenever a mutual friend liked or commented on the post.
But she has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard, and she has to click it after seeing it.
Shu Yao clicked on it and saw quite a few comments:
Xu Zhaoli: [I've printed this post on WeChat Moments as flyers and am going to distribute them at the bar!]
Qian Manqing: [Oh my god! My daughter-in-law is so beautiful! The guy next to her is also a man.]
Shu Meiru: [Long, long, long.]
Zhou Jinghuai: [I don't really want to see you tomorrow, so I'm taking a day off.]
The latest comment was from a mutual friend whose identity she had no idea.
The river flows eastward: [Congratulations!]
This is?
Shu Yao clicked on the person's profile picture, which was visible in the circle of friends for three days, but there was no information at all.
It should be an old classmate who he hasn't chatted with since adding her as a friend, or an acquaintance in the industry. Shu Yao has never been one to care about these things, so he just forgets it since he can't remember.
She turned around and began to think whether she should also express her gratitude, but he had already issued the marriage certificate, so there was no point in her issuing it again.
After flipping through the album for a while, there weren't many photos of Chen Ye. Shu Yao immediately saw the one he had taken before, the one of him and Xiao Bingbing squatting under the security booth to avoid the rain.
Shu Yao posted it to his Moments without hesitation, with only two emojis in the caption: [dog] [dog]
Not long after I posted it, someone liked and commented on it.
It's almost the same ones.
Shu Meiru: [Long lasting]
Qian Manqing: [Oh my god! Biscuit is so cute! The one next to him is also a man.]
Xu Zhaoli: [Congratulations, you finally saw through his true nature!]
Zhao Tiantian: [Damn! Even the person least likely to show off their affection in the friend circle has fallen for it!]
Shu Yao was amused by the comment and didn't even notice that Chen Ye lifted the corner of the quilt and lay down on top of her.
He naturally held her in his arms, his eyes pausing as he scanned her phone screen, then he quickly pulled the phone out and put it aside.
He leaned over her and kissed her lips: "Taking a secret photo of me?"
"Is it not possible?" Shu Yao shifted her body, finding a comfortable angle in his arms, and teased him deliberately, "Two puppies squatting in a row, how unusual."
Shen Ye's kiss started from the corner of her lips, slowly moved down, passed her chin, neck, and finally landed on her collarbone.
A small piece of soft meat was gently rubbed by his teeth.
Thinking he was going to bite her, Shu Yao instinctively shrank back, but he held her back to stop her.
He buried his head in her neck, and his fine hair stuck to Shu Yao's ears, making her feel itchy.
I don't know what he was doing, but I can vaguely feel the strength of his sucking. When he pulled away, Shu Yao looked down and saw a faint red mark under her collarbone.
She smiled and pushed him: "What are you doing?"
Shen Ye raised his head, his eyes were as black as ink, with a triumphant smile.
"Puppy, take up your territory."
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