Chapter 75 Art Town (5) Sleeping
Tan Yue looked outside the bathroom, but didn't see Guan Shan. However, the inexplicable, sticky, hot and humid feeling of being watched did not disappear.
Tan Yue turned up the showerhead a little wider and used a bath ball to rub thick foam on his body and head. He quickly rinsed them off with the water, wrapped his body in a large bath towel, and changed into the clean pajamas he brought with him. Only then did he feel a little safer.
The art town has a lot of high-tech equipment, and of course there is a working network. Tan Yue opened the laptop he carried with him, created a new document, and started typing.
It is now 9:00 p.m., which is already his time to get off work, but for Guan Shan, he is willing to work overtime unconditionally, just hoping that the final result will satisfy the other party.
"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a polite knock on the door: "Can I come in?"
The young man's voice was so gentle and pleasant that Tan Yue simply couldn't refuse.
He glanced down and quickly moved from the bed to the chair. After all, sitting cross-legged on the bed was definitely not as elegant as sitting upright on the chair.
"Of course, the door is not locked, just come in."
Guan Shan was holding a tray in his hand, on which were washed green grapes in a specially shaped glass bowl and a cup of steaming milk in a glacier glass.
"Eat some fruit and drink a cup of hot milk to help you sleep."
He didn't seem to come here to disturb Tan Yue, but simply to give him something: "Try it and see if you like it?"
Tan Yue couldn't help but feel a little flattered: "Thank you."
Under Guan Shan's gaze, he picked up a very plump green grape and took a sip: "It's very sweet, with a faint rose scent. I like it very much."
As for hot milk, Tan Yue couldn’t say whether he liked milk or not. After all, all pure milk in the world tasted almost the same.
"You have to drink the milk while it's hot. I made it especially for you. If it gets cold, you'll get upset easily."
Being looked at expectantly by that pair of grey eyes, Tan Yue had no choice but to pick up the cup of milk. This was obviously freshly brewed milk, because there was a thick layer of milk skin on the surface of the hot milk.
The temperature was better than he thought, not hot, but just right. Tan Yue's eyes lit up and he drank it all in one gulp: "Did they add honey to this?"
It's slightly sweet, but not too sweet, and the milk is particularly rich and fragrant without any milky smell.
A slender finger suddenly pressed against Tan Yue's lips, pressing and wiping his lips in a very ambiguous manner: "You accidentally got some milk stains on your mouth."
It was so ambiguous that Tan Yue's face turned red, as if what he had just drunk was not hot milk, but a whole glass of high-alcohol liquor.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Go to bed early and see you tomorrow."
The gray-eyed young man, who had said sweet words and made ambiguous gestures, just took away the tray of food and the empty cup of milk in his hand, as if he was leaving without causing any trouble.
Tan Yue watched the other party close the door very considerately, feeling embarrassed. He patted his cheeks on both sides to force the burning feeling down: "Work hard and come up with a plan that will satisfy them!"
Not only do you have to please the mayor of the town, but you also have to be good enough to win over other tourists.
He cleared his mind of all distractions and started working with full concentration.
But after working for a while, Tan Yue felt dizzy and groggy. He looked at the time and it was half past ten.
Could it be because I ate too much before and felt sleepy, or is it because hot milk is really good at helping me sleep?
His eyelids began to droop like crazy, and the keyboard his fingers tapped on produced a circle of garbled characters on the screen. It was obviously impossible for him to create any outstanding works in his current working state, because his brain was almost turning into a mess and he could not distinguish between dreams and reality.
With his head lowered, he suddenly woke up. Tan Yue quickly saved the document he had made, turned off the computer, and then slid onto the bed. He fell into a deep sleep soon after.
Art works can be seen everywhere in the art town, and the room where Tan Yue is located is no exception.
The entire room where Tan Yue sleeps is mainly dark green, and the design and furnishings of the entire room are very retro.
The sheets and curtains were emerald green, and on the wall opposite the white oak bed hung a row of framed portraits.
These paintings are mainly watercolor, oil and gouache. The basic tone of the brush is not dark and cold at all, but very warm.
The four paintings should depict the four seasons. Spring is the garden of the castle. The gardens trimmed into works of art are all dotted with small pink, red or orange flowers.
In summer, there are forests and fireflies. In autumn, there are golden waves of wheat blown by the wind. The heavy ears of wheat are bent, and on top of them there is a cute scarecrow with a curved smile on his lips.
If you look closely, you can actually see that the painting of the spring garden also has human-like elements. In one of the blooming flowers, there is a pointy-eared elf that looks like a little puzzle, bending over to collect nectar.
In the summer, fireflies dance among the big trees and grass. No one notices that among the swaying shadows of the trees, there is a shadow wearing a black cloak, hidden in the shadow of the big tree. It sits on the branch with its legs apart, looking at something.
As for winter, it is inseparable from the biting cold wind and white snow. If you look closely, you seem to be able to see a beautiful white face from the whistling cold wind and snowflakes.
Tan Yue fell asleep on the bed in front of the four paintings. Because he was so sleepy, he almost fell down as soon as he touched the pillow, lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, without even having time to cover himself with a quilt.
The sound of human breathing became soft and long, and the portraits also changed. The originally static portraits all came alive at this moment, the spring breeze, the summer cicadas, the rustling of wheat waves in autumn, and the whistling cold wind in winter.
The scarecrow jumped out from the wheat waves, raised his two hands, and carefully covered Tan Yue with the quilt. The elf with pointed ears flapped its wings and blew air into Tan Yue's ears and nose.
The honey-colored scale powder shone and fell in star-like drops. Tan Yue slept more deeply than before. This powder could make people fall into a dream, and it was a sweet and happy dream.
When the transparent elf turns into a pitch-black elf, the black powder will plunge people into an endless nightmare.
In the summer, the man in the black cloak appeared in front of Tan Yue. He had an extremely handsome face and a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes like dove gray.
The lights were on in the room, but when the shadow fell in, the whole room was plunged into darkness.
A thick, liquid-like substance covered the quilt, then penetrated into the quilt, silently wrapping up the person on the bed.
He pried open the rosy lips, forcing the other person to kiss him unconsciously.
The slightly cool, slender finger tapped the young man's forehead: "I told you to protect yourself outside, you are not on guard at all!"
His power has been restored a lot, but the memory of God makes him conflicted again.
He is a collection of evil thoughts and a product of extreme malice, but the relationship between Tan Yue and "Guan Shan" before was really too sweet.
The days at the Fantasy Circus were too beautiful and dreamy, like a perfect fairy tale.
But He is definitely not just about the good side. If you want to be His lover, you must accept all of Him, not just the disguised face.
The gods did not have relations with their lovers in the way that real humans do, but instead adopted a method that was extremely dirty and would make normal people feel scared and stay away from them.
He will do it more obviously, so that Tan Yue can discover His "true face"
Thinking of that scene, the dark and sticky liquid trembled with excitement.
He actively collected the homework, and then left various extremely ambiguous traces when Tan Yue was unconscious, and left quietly before Tan Yue woke up.
A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a secret lover. This saying may not be accurate, but it actually reflects the inherent bad nature of human beings. Sometimes, illegal things obtained through stealing are much more stimulating than things that can be easily obtained through legitimate means.
Tan Yue had a dream all night. He felt like he was being harassed all night. The meaning of the dream was not clear, but it was extremely ambiguous. It was definitely an embarrassing dream that entangled him from beginning to end.
When he woke up, in addition to a feeling of loss, his body also reacted very strongly and his whole body ached, as if he had been fighting with someone all night.
When he walked into the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror, the mouthwash cup in his hand fell to the ground with a thud: What's going on with his neck and collarbone?
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