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Xing Chen looked at the four words on the phone screen, as if he didn't recognize them, and was stunned for two seconds.
Then he thought that Nan Ke must be very busy today, so his cold attitude was understandable.
She has to carry out activities, face guests, accept interviews, and perhaps deal with some questions that leave her speechless. I believe she is extremely tired both mentally and physically. As a boyfriend, I should be considerate of her.
Originally, Xing Chen wanted to ask her if she had seen the flower basket and the bouquet of flowers he had sent, but it was not appropriate to disturb her further at this moment...
I could only reply, "Yeah, baby you must be tired, go to bed early, we'll talk when you've rested well" and then looked at the screen hesitantly.
However, just as he expected, Nan Ke did not respond to him at all.
Xing Chen was in a bad mood and looked depressed.
He did not blame Nan Ke for his cold attitude. He thought that all the problems were his own.
It was all because of his busy work and study schedule. He was too busy and had no time to accompany Nan Ke. Most of the time, his biological clock was not in sync with Nan Ke's.
If he were at home today, he could go to the art exhibition with Nan Ke, help her, and give her a gift personally.
I can also tell her in person that I actually prepared another gift, but because her art exhibition was moved forward, the gift has not arrived yet, so I can only wait and give it to her.
Then you can apologize to her in person and show her how sincere your apology is through your actions.
It will definitely be a wonderful night.
But now everything has been ruined by him.
It can only exist in his imagination.
Xing Chen held his phone and thought, perhaps Nan Ke had fallen asleep.
Does she dream about herself?
Will I kiss him and hug him in my dreams, or blame him?
I don’t know if Nan Ke fell asleep, but Xing Chen couldn’t fall asleep at all.
He got up, put on his clothes, went out, and stared at the stars in the night sky.
I glanced down inadvertently and unexpectedly saw Mogo who had not returned to the room yet.
Xing Chen went downstairs and stood behind Mo Ge, and noticed that he was drawing on a tablet.
"Why are you staying here?"
Mogo turned around when he heard the voice and put away the things in his hands: "Get ready to go back."
Xing Chen lowered his eyes slightly: "You drawing in the room will not affect me."
After saying that, Xing Chen turned and left.
Mogo didn't move at first, but soon followed Xing Chen back to the room in silence.
Xing Chen returned to his room and washed his face. When he went out, he saw an extra message on his phone and his heart beat faster for a moment.
When I opened it, I saw it was from Wang Xiaoyun, and my enthusiasm instantly disappeared.
"Your teacher will be back tomorrow."
Mogo was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "He seems to be very ill this time."
Xing Chen leaned on the bed and shook his head absentmindedly: "He wanted to take this opportunity to rest for a few more days. It's been long enough now, and he knows it would be unreasonable to rest any longer, so he planned to come back."
"That's indeed something he can do." Mogo smiled and lowered his head to continue painting.
Xing Chen didn't receive Nan Ke's message and was in a bad mood.
He glanced up and saw what Mogo was doing, and asked him casually, "Are you serializing comics on Weibo?"
Mo Ge didn't expect Xing Chen to ask him about his affairs, so he looked up and said, "No..."
He explained, "I accepted some commercial manuscripts."
Xing Chen fell silent. Mo Ge waited for a few seconds, and when he saw that he stopped talking, he lowered his head and went back to work.
After a long while, Mo Ge found that Xing Chen was still in a daze. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to talk to him.
"Senior Xing, am I disturbing you?"
Xing Chen shook his head: "No, have you always been so cautious?"
Mogo smiled and said, "I'm used to it. I've always lived with my grandma. She likes quietness and she was very strict with me when I was a child."
Xing Chen watched Mo Ge busy for a while, and when he put down his pen, he spoke softly.
"Why would you want to work at...a place like that?"
Mogo blinked a few times: "I really need money."
Xing Chen remained silent, not intending to pry into other people's privacy anymore, but Mo Ge spoke again: "But that night, I did have other purposes."
He did not miss the flash of anger in Xing Chen's eyes. Mo Ge was almost used to it. He thought of what Nan Ke had said to him.
He smiled relaxedly: "But my target is not her, but her agent Su Shuo."
"Su Shuo?"
Xing Chen was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the boy to choose Su Shuo over Nan Ke.
But his emotions were indeed calmed down immediately.
"Yeah. I know she has connections, and I want her to help me publish a book, and I hope I'm her type."
Xing Chen twitched his lips: "What is the truth?"
"The truth is, I'm indeed her type, but she never thought of helping me publish a book. She probably just wanted to sleep with me."
After saying this, Xing Chen looked at Mogo with a hint of sympathy.
"Su Shuo can sleep with several naive college students like you in a month."
Mo Ge's eyes were lonely, and Xing Chen spoke to comfort him again: "But you are still young, just think of it as paying tuition to society."
Xing Chen felt that his words might not have had any comforting effect.
He asked, "Why do you want to publish a book? Physical books are not selling well these days."
"I haven't thought about sales, I just... Grandma has always wanted to see me publish a book. She's still old-fashioned and thinks publishing a book is a sign of greatness. She always says I'm a great artist, but she's not in good health right now. With my own situation and the current climate, I don't know how long I'll have to wait for it. I'm afraid she won't be able to wait."
Xing Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little moved.
"I can ask Nan Ke for you."
Mo Ge shook his head: "Nan Ke...Teacher, you are also asking Sister Su Shuo for help, right? She won't help me."
"It depends on who told her. At least you're right about one thing. Su Shuo has a lot of connections and knows a lot of people. If she really wants to help you, it won't be difficult. She has a good relationship with Nan Ke. If Nan Ke is willing to help you, Su Shuo will definitely not refuse."
Xing Chen could see that Mo Ge was a little moved, but he was still hesitant, not sure if it was because of face or something else.
"Okay, she's very busy these days. I'll ask for you in a few days."
Mo Ge was about to thank him, but Xing Chen just lay down without giving him a chance to thank him.
"You continue to paint. I'm going to sleep. Turn off the light when you're done."
“…Oh, okay.”
Even when Xing Chen turned around and didn't look at Mo Ge, he could still hear that he deliberately lowered his voice.
This person...
If I hadn't had any contact with Nan Ke, I wouldn't be that annoying.
Xing Chen couldn't sleep at all, but Nan Ke was already asleep, and she wouldn't reply to his messages...
If he doesn't sleep, he'll start to have wild thoughts.
Xing Chen noticed that Nan Ke was in a bad mood recently.
At this moment, I missed her important career milestone again...
Although Nan Ke didn't show it, Xing Chen knew that what he did was wrong.
Disappointments accumulate time and time again and finally burst out at a certain moment. Xing Chen thought that he couldn't keep letting Nan Ke down.
When Wang Xiaoyun comes back, he has to find a way to ask for leave and go back.
Give her a surprise, say something nice to Nan Ke, and spend some time with her...
Let her know your feelings and let her know that you are always thinking about her.
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"ah!"
Quan Xiu suddenly looked towards the driver's seat: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I just took the wrong road and turned a corner early."
Nan Ke felt that he had to change some of his small habits. Quan Xiu couldn't see him, and some of the noises he made would scare him.
Quan Xiu smiled and said, "It's okay, drive slowly."
"I don't drive fast."
Nan Ke glanced at him and saw that he looked okay, so she felt relieved.
"Have your family...always lived here?"
"No, I didn't live here at first."
After Quan Xiu said this, he stopped talking. Nan Ke knew that this touched upon his minefield, so he stopped asking.
Who doesn’t have some minefields?
Nan Ke believed that Quan Xiu also knew that it was best not to mention her parents in front of her.
"Are uncle and auntie home?"
"Um."
Quan Xiu looked in her direction and smiled: "Yan Xuan will be waiting for me outside. You don't have to send me in, and you won't see them."
Nan Ke was silent for a while, but still felt that he had to express his attitude.
"It's okay to send you in. I'm not worried about that."
"I'm worried," Quan Xiu said. "I don't want you to compromise."
Nan Ke laughed: "It sounds like you understand me."
"Of course."
Quan Xiu took a deep breath, smiled, and said, "Back then, everyone said I had a promising future, but you were the only one who said I played the piano without emotion. So many people said good things, but you were the only one who told the truth. I know you can still act according to circumstances and compromise, but I don't want you to do that."
Nan Ke pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed.
She thought, it’s a good thing Quan Xiu couldn’t see her expression.
...It’s wrong to think like that.
Nan Ke thought again, Quan Xiu’s eyes are so beautiful, it would be better if he could see.
When they were approaching their destination, Nan Ke saw Yan Xuan standing far away. At first, she was holding her phone and looking at something, but when she looked up and saw her car, she immediately waved at her.
"I saw Yanxuan."
Nan Ke glanced at the person in the passenger seat and noticed that Quan Xiu sighed briefly.
This fleeting change of mood... He looked like he was still enjoying the evening.
Nan Ke thought, so did he.
It would be nice if I could spend more time with Quan Xiu.
…
Nan Ke made up his mind that he would help him contact the doctor when he returned so that he would have a chance to contact him as soon as possible.
The car stopped, Yan Xuan took Quan Xiu out of the car, and then came over to talk to Nan Ke.
"Thank you, Sister Nan Ke."
Nan Ke shook his head gently: "As you should, you should go back quickly, it's quite late."
Yan Xuan moved aside, and Quan Xiu moved closer to the source of the sound.
“Nannan…”
Nan Ke's body felt like it had been electrified. During the entire meal and the drive back and forth, Quan Xiu had never called her like that before.
"What's wrong?"
Nan Ke's throat tightened and he looked at him and asked.
"If you have time these days, can I talk to you?"
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