Chapter 67
You Mian's voice was tender and gentle, but the alcohol made his tone hoarse, which made Pei Huaiji's heart tighten.
The boy didn't seem to think that Pei Huaiji would refuse, so this rhetorical question sounded more like arrogance to Pei Huaiji's ears.
Pei Huaiji's hot back of his hand accidentally touched You Mian, and fireworks suddenly exploded in his heart.
"Yes." Pei Huaiji lowered his eyes and said softly, compromising easily.
After getting the answer, You Mian stopped giving candy, and Pei Huaiji also clearly saw the sleepiness in his eyes.
The next second, the boy didn't say another word after teasing Pei Huaiji unintentionally. He lay directly on his bed and buried his head in the soft pillow. His beautiful long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he fell asleep instantly.
Pei Huaiji's Adam's apple rolled heavily.
Pei Huaiji was like a hunter with a gun who was lured by a deer and voluntarily stepped into a trap. At this moment, he was standing alone in the pit and looking up in the direction where the prey was running away, feeling anxious but helpless.
You Mian's face was pressed against the soft pillow, the flesh of his cheeks was slightly pressed into a depression, and he slept so peacefully that he had no sense of crisis at all.
Under the dim light, Pei Huaiji saw the camera on the desk, which was blocked by the coat. The man's jaw tightened for a moment.
He turned his head and stared at You Mian's profile for a long time in silence, just like that rainy night.
Pei Huaiji unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and his broad shoulders exuded a strong aura in the night.
In this night so quiet that only emotions were surging, he finally stood up by the window and sent a message to Vivian.
Pei Huaiji once again restrained himself, suppressing the plundering desire that was sweeping over him like a wave, paying tribute to his stable and well-ordered life.
After sending the message, Pei Huaiji frowned slightly and silently said "Anxin Welfare Home" in his heart.
In the dead of night, Pei Huaiji's handsome brow bones were made even sharper by the moonlight.
He suddenly turned on his phone, selected a Sudoku game with the highest download volume and clicked to install it.
The next morning, when You Mian opened his eyes, Pei Huaiji was no longer in the room. He slowly got up, washed, put on a loose black sweatshirt that would not get dirty, and went downstairs.
The drunken conversation last night made the boy’s ears slightly red, but you couldn’t tell from his expression.
The voices of Guan Tong and Huo Yanzhi came from the restaurant on the first floor.
The Japanese-style wooden house is well-lit. The sound of a gentle stream can be heard in the front yard. Fiery red maple leaves slowly fall into the pond, creating countless ripples.
Guan Tong, who was chatting, immediately waved when he saw You Mian coming downstairs, "Dear! Did you sleep well last night?"
Huo Yanzhi, who had his back to Guan Tong, was startled when he heard the voice, and his whole body tensed up.
You Mian smiled and said, "Maybe it was the red wine that Mr. Pei gave me that helped me sleep. I slept well."
Guan Tong had a cheerful expression and pushed a cup of hot milk in You Mian's direction. "Brother Yan and Nan Xiao went on a date. I don't know where they went. I'm so envious."
Guan Tong's base makeup is flawless in the sunlight, and her pink lip gloss glows with a glassy luster, making her look delicate and cute.
You Mian pulled out a chair and sat in an empty seat between him and Huo Yanzhi.
The boy's hair was a little messy, and he looked dull as if he had just woken up, making people want to pinch his face.
Guan Tong thought so and did so.
You Mian, who was taking a sip of milk, looked up at Guan Tong in a daze. Cameras were placed everywhere in the cabin, and they also recorded You Mian's slightly surprised and confused expression at the moment.
Guan Tong took back his hand, propped up his cheeks and shouted, "Ah, so cute."
Huo Yanzhi clenched the knife and fork in his hands.
Upon hearing this, You Mian lowered his eyes helplessly and smiled, full of indulgence.
Guan Tong used a fork to pierce the runny egg on the plate and sighed, "Brother Yun went out early in the morning to catch up with the announcement. Now there are only three of us left in the cabin."
You Mian held the cup and frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is Pei Huaiji?"
Guan Tong hissed. In the entire Heart-beating House, only You Mian dared to shout out these three words so easily. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Although after so many days of getting along, Guan Tong knew that Pei Huaiji's personality was not as cold as he looked, but after all, there was a huge difference in identity, age, and status, and he was always uneasy when facing Pei Huaiji.
Guan Tong said softly: "Mr. Pei got up very early, and he went out when Brother Huo went downstairs."
Today is the last day of recording the second episode of Heart-beating House. The eight guests who were supposed to date in pairs are now just one group.
The rest of the people either left to do their work or simply stayed in the cabin.
Guan Tong: "Brother Huo got up very early today, right?"
Guan Tong suddenly threw the topic to Huo Yanzhi, causing the man, who had been silent until now, to pause and his neck became tense.
"Ah." Huo Yanzhi said without disguising, "I woke up early and couldn't sleep."
That’s right, I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t choose the person I wanted last night, and I was tormented by the judgments in my mind and had a sleepless night.
Huo Yanzhi frowned and drooped his ears like a big dog.
You Mian didn't continue the topic. After finishing a glass of milk, he wanted to get up and asked, "There are no activities for the guests who are left alone, right?"
Today’s recording mainly focuses on Ana Shen and Yan Tingxuan who are on a date.
The lone guests in the cabin could only entertain themselves, so no one said anything when Yun Guanqing and Pei Huaiji left first.
Guan Tong chuckled, "I asked the director, we don't have any activities today, so I just want to go out and shoot some vlog material."
Guan Tong was very cute. She placed her hands on the sides of her cheeks and said with a sound effect: "Blingbling, how about this makeup? I want to take a makeup tutorial for this later."
You Mian has always been sensitive to colors and lines. He nodded after just one look and said, "The outline has a good white space, and the ratio of horizontal and vertical lines is about 1:3. It's just that the pink color on the face may need to be thinner, otherwise the light and dark relationship..."
Before You Mian could finish, Guan Tong covered her face with her hands, cried out in a helpless manner, and said coquettishly, "You Mian!"
You Mian was stunned, and saw Guan Tong pretending to cover his mouth jokingly, "Who asked you to say these things? Just tell me if it looks good or not?"
You Mian nodded honestly, "It looks good." The proportions are quite good.
Guan Tong smiled cheerfully and ran upstairs to get his vlog camera.
You Mian lowered her eyes with a smile, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly heard Huo Yanzhi say, "You Mian, there is something I don't understand."
The boy frowned slightly.
Huo Yanzhi took out the sculpture picture that had been on his phone screen all night and placed it on the dining table.
With a swipe of his hand, the album slid to the left, revealing a sketch from many years ago.
Huo Yanzhi didn't dare to look back. He lowered his head and asked softly, "Did you draw this?"
You Mian originally thought that if Huo Yanzhi wanted to talk about Bai Lin, he would just leave, but he didn't expect that the other party would just ask him if he drew the painting.
You Mian turned his head sideways and took a look.
The sketch seemed unfamiliar, the brushstrokes seemed a little childish, and the charcoal used throughout, and the habit of smudging was exactly the same as his.
Huo Yanzhi stroked the sketch gently with his fingertips.
You Mian suddenly remembered that this was one of the countless sketches he drew during the college entrance examination training.
During that period, the teacher always said that his sketches focused on the overall structure but lacked details, so You Mian worked day and night in the training classroom and painted for two weeks.
In order to accurately compare whether he had made progress, he marked a number in the lower right corner of each finished sketch.
There is a number 131 in the lower right corner of this sketch.
You Mian noticed that Huo Yanzhi was in a strange mood, but he didn't want to get involved with him anymore, so he gave an answer easily.
“I drew it.”
Huo Yanzhi swallowed dryly, his mouth and eyes unnaturally blank.
At this moment he finally realized what he had missed.
You Mian's answer was like a heavy punch, hitting his defenseless heart hard, leaving it bloody and mangled.
When he first met Bai Lin, he was in the studio holding a charcoal pencil with this painting in front of him.
Huo Yanzhi did not see the entire painting process, but in that situation no one would think that the other party would put other people's paintings on his easel.
What's more, in the following months, Huo Yanzhi saw such passionate sketches on Bai Lin's easel.
Sometimes it's a sketch, sometimes it's an oil painting with brighter colors.
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