Chapter 31 Campus Literature (Thirty-one)
Meng Beixing came early in the morning. Qi Ye had told him on the phone yesterday not to open the door because Qi Ye would also come today.
Chu Yun ignored Qi Ye's words and opened the door for Meng Beixing.
What caught my eye was Meng Beixing's youthful face with a silly smile.
"What are you holding?"
Chu Yun saw that he was carrying a big bag, which looked like a drawing board.
"Well, I said I would paint your portrait, did you forget?"
It seemed that he had said that when Meng Beixing accompanied him to class for the first time. Chu Yun thought that he had just said it casually and had forgotten it a long time ago.
After Meng Beixing finished speaking, he came in excitedly and took out his sketchbook from a big bag. The edges were worn but still gorgeous, and it contained flowers and plants that he had drawn when he was a child.
"Clang clang! Look, I really treasure it, can I give it to you?"
Chu Yun politely flipped through the large album. Meng Beixing used many colors in his paintings. Each painting revealed a colorful vitality, and the brushstrokes also evolved from immature at the beginning to mature.
"It's very beautiful. I don't know how to paint, but seeing your paintings makes me feel better."
Chu Yun doesn't use beautiful words to praise others, but his feelings are real.
Meng Beixing felt that this was Chu Yun’s greatest affirmation of him. He was deeply moved and brought the album with him. It was the right decision!
"Okay, I'll give it to you. You have to treat it well."
How could I want such a precious thing?
"You keep it for yourself. This album is so precious to you, how could I take it?"
Seeing that Chu Yun was determined not to accept it, Meng Beixing was unhappy. Chu Yun didn't even want to accept his most precious painting, let alone him as a person.
But he quickly calmed down and changed the subject:
"Yunyun, eat first. After dinner, I want to draw a picture for you..."
Chu Yun had no choice but to agree.
——
"Are you ready? I want to move."
"You can move, it will be fine soon."
This was the third time Meng Beixing mentioned it, and Chu Yun moved his butt.
"alright!"
It's finally okay this time.
"Let me see."
Meng Beixing looked at Chu Yun and then at the painting, feeling not very satisfied. He could not draw even one ten-thousandth as lively as Chu Yun.
Chu Yun looked at the person in the painting. The Chu Yun in the painting was bathed in sunlight, with her eyelashes drooping and looking at the coffee table boredly. She had a small nose, full and round lips, and even her hair was shining, making her look well-behaved and obedient.
Many colors of oil paint blend together, like a medieval oil painting of a beauty.
"Your drawing is excellent! Very beautiful. At what age did you start learning art?"
“I learned this when I was a kid because I was interested in it.”
Meng Beixing has learned a lot. He loves to play and is interested in everything except business.
"I won't give you this painting. I'll take it away and draw a better one for you next time."
For Meng Beixing, the time spent on rotating shifts was like a private date where he would not be disturbed.
He was extremely happy. When Chu Yun and Qi Ye were away yesterday afternoon, Meng Beixing had no appetite at all, fearing that Chu Yun would be seduced away by that violent maniac.
Fortunately, Yunyun still has him in her heart, and now she is starting to worry about whether it will be troublesome for him to come over every day.
"Why would it be troublesome? I'm so happy to be alone with you, I..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a knock on the door. As if the knock was just a symbolic courtesy, the person outside immediately took out the key, unlocked the door and came in.
As expected, it was Qi Ye.
Qi Ye saw Meng Beixing on the sofa and glared at Chu Yun with a resentful look, as if Chu Yun was cheating on him behind his back.
Chu Yun shook his head and dismissed these strange thoughts. He was no longer clean and was just as fond of thinking about things as they were.
"What are you doing here? I'm the one taking care of Yunyun today!"
"I'm happy with it, why don't you mind me!"
Meng Beixing was so angry and shameless when facing such an unreasonable person. He couldn't drive him away and didn't abide by the rules that were set at the beginning!
However, what is even more infuriating about Qi Ye is what comes next:
"Chu Yun, our son is clamoring to see you at home, and I can't control him anymore."
One sentence reveals his status.
"Where did the son come from?! Chu Yun, you have a child!?"
"If he's deaf, go see a doctor. He's my son too."
The two of them were talking so much that it just wouldn't work together. Chu Yun was getting a headache from arguing so much that he begged Qi Ye:
"Don't make things worse. Go home and look after Xiaobai. He's not fully recovered yet."
Qi Ye was not finished yet. He was angry that Chu Yun had lost face for him. Seeing Meng Beixing's collapse, he felt secretly happy. He added fuel to the fire:
"I'll throw it away after I use it. Chuyun, you're really great."
Hinting at yesterday's underwear incident.
Meng Beixing was so angry at his own imagination that his eyes turned red. He knew that Qi Ye had done something bad yesterday, and he was not a man if he continued to tolerate it.
Qi Ye was so busy showing off that he didn't react when he was punched in the face.
"grass!"
His head was hit and tilted to the side, his head was buzzing. Qi Ye rubbed the corner of his lips and saw a trace of blood. His nose was also bleeding.
"Oh my God, Meng Beixing, what are you doing! Qi Ye, are you okay?"
Meng Beixing was panting like a calf, his eyes bloodshot, and he was obviously very angry.
Qi Ye has never been one to suffer a loss since he was a child. He just wanted to beat up this kid, so he stood up and clenched his fists to hit back.
Chu Yun just watched the two men fighting each other with punches and kicks, and the fists, wrapped in gusts of wind, made a dull sound when hitting flesh.
The small living room was in chaos in an instant. Chu Yun didn't dare to go over to stop it. The iron fist looked painful. Others could still withstand it, but Chu Yun would probably have to stay in the hospital for two months after receiving it.
The two muscular men were fighting and neither of them had the upper hand. Chu Yun was almost anxious, fearing that something bad would happen.
"Stop fighting! My house is going to be destroyed!"
No one heard it.
At this time, Xie Zhiyu pushed open the door and came in. He also had the key.
When Chu Yun saw Xie Zhiyu, he felt like a god descending to earth, but he was still steady.
"It's great that you're here. What should we do if they fight so badly?"
Xie Zhiyu placed his hand on Chu Yun's shoulder to comfort him:
"Don't be afraid, they're fine. It's good to let off some steam by fighting."
Xie Zhiyu put his arms around Chu Yun and brought him to the bedroom. He closed the door with a smile as steady as an old dog.
"Don't worry, they will stop fighting in a while."
But Chu Yun could still hear the sound of fists hitting flesh outside, accompanied by the crackling sound of the coffee table shattering.
Chu Yun was so worried that he couldn't sit still and kept wanting to go out and take a look, but Xie Zhiyu wouldn't let him.
Xie Zhiyu certainly didn't want Chu Yun to go out, so the two of them finally started fighting, and it would be better if one of them died.
Xie Zhiyu had been listening to the noise next door. He guessed that Qi Ye, the hot-tempered and jealous man, would definitely not be at ease leaving Meng Beixing alone.
Finally, Qi Ye arrived and walked in. Qi Ye was rude and irritable, and Meng Beixing couldn't stand the provocation. Sure enough, a fight broke out soon after.
This was the result Xie Zhiyu wanted to see, so he made his appearance. It would be best if the two reckless men fought fiercely. This way, Xiaoyun would see his stability and maturity and rely on him...
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