"He wasn't a 'phoenix man' to begin with." She choked back tears.
Nanqi shook his head.
He dared not stay any longer, afraid they would think he had bullied him to tears. He drank the iced milk in his glass in one gulp, handed the glass to the maid, and turned to go to the art studio. Gu Han's image in his mind was shattered, and he had been lacking inspiration lately.
As I was getting ready to go out and search, I remembered the phone screen Nan Yu had shown him; the background looked nice.
She rubbed her chin with her hand and went to the living room.
My younger brother is still here.
She's not crying anymore; she's scrolling through videos on her phone.
Nan Qi sat down next to him and poked his calf. Nan Yu glanced at him sideways, pouted, and said, "What?" Her eyes returned to her phone as she scrolled through videos. She said, "I believe my husband. It's no use saying that to me."
Sure enough, whether it's a boy or a girl, they'll all belong to someone else's family when they grow up. They've only been together for a few days, and he's already calling himself "my husband." Nanqi didn't even bother to say anything to him.
"I didn't ask you not to believe me, something's up."
"The wick, huh?" he murmured.
Nanqi asked, "Where did you go the other day?"
Nan Yu: What?
Seeing his younger brother so wary, Nanqi patted his butt. Sure enough, it felt bouncy. Dengxin was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet and sat up, getting away from the dangerous man.
Nanqi: "..."
Why does it feel a little awkward that my hand is still outstretched?
You brat, is it really necessary?
"Can't I just ask?"
I won't tell you.
"So stingy?"
"I told you, if I go out to play next time, I can't go there."
"You're being too petty. Would I tell on you? I just lack inspiration. Go find some. Besides, you disappeared once while you were with that guy surnamed Gu. How can Dad trust you? Even if we take a step back, you would probably agree to some conditions if you were with him, like freedom."
Nan Qi raised an eyebrow, a sly smile on his face, and continued, "Right, little brother? So it doesn't matter whether you tell me or not, you might as well do your brother a favor and ask where he's going to have fun?"
"snort!"
"Go ahead and say it, then I'll leave. I won't bother you while you're watching videos."
Deng Xin reluctantly told Nan Qi, "An City."
"okay".
How many days does it take you to find inspiration?
"It depends on how it goes. If it feels okay, I'll stay for seventeen or eighteen days. If it doesn't feel good, I'll come back tonight."
"Go to Huishan. Aren't they all sketching there?"
"I've been there. I'm looking for something new. Your background image looks pretty good. Where should I put it?"
"University A".
"Can we get in?"
"Can."
"Okay, you can keep lying down, I'm leaving."
They said they were going upstairs to pack their things for a spontaneous trip.
Nan Yu: "..."
She lay back down, picked up her phone, wanting to video chat with her husband, but he was busy, so Nan Yu could only hold back and continue scrolling through videos.
Two days later, Nan Yu thought, and went to find Gu Han again.
I sent him a message in advance.
Gu Han wasn't drunk today; he didn't even smell of alcohol. As he got closer, he could smell a faint aroma of tea. Seeing his wife lying on the sofa, he changed his shoes and strode over.
All the fatigue of the day vanished instantly, leaving only joy in my heart.
When Nan Yu saw him return, she dropped her phone and jumped up. Gu Han approached, and Nan Yu stretched out her arm and hooked it around the man's body, her two straight, fair legs tightly wrapped around his waist.
"husband."
Gu Han was speechless for a second.
There was no transition.
He pressed down on the boy's head, rubbed his lips hard against the pink ones, and, finding the tie too tight, ripped it off. He then called for the smart home assistant to close all the curtains, bent over, and pushed the boy down onto the sofa.
The wick let out a soft "Ah!", pushed Gu Han away, curled up and covered itself tightly, sweat beading on its forehead, and said in a wronged tone, "You're hurting me."
Gu Han knelt beside the sofa, anxiously supporting the boy: "I'm sorry, is it serious?"
pain.
It took me a while to recover.
She took the initiative to put her arms around the man's neck, saying, "Okay."
Gu Han carried him to the bedroom, gave him a comforting kiss, and asked, "Have you had dinner?"
No, have you eaten?
No, not at all.
"Shall we order takeout?"
Gu Han shook his head. "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."
"I'm not hungry, are you?"
"fine."
Not eating at night won't hurt your stomach, cooking takes time, the lamp wick knocks the man down, sit.
"I'm not eating anymore, honey. Let's eat something nice."
Gu Han groaned.
His beautiful wife took him out for a delicious meal.
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Nanqi was dragging his suitcase.
Upon arriving near University A, I followed the navigation to find the hotel. The environment was quite average. I handed my ID card to the front desk.
He said, "The presidential suite."
The boy skillfully entered the information, then handed the room key to Nanqi with a smile.
Nanqi: "..."
Aren't you going to say a few polite words?
never mind.
Smaller places may not even sell services.
"I'm going out for a bit. Could you please put my luggage upstairs?"
Yu Zhan hesitated. Sister Li hadn't come today, and if someone booked a room, he wouldn't be able to leave and would have to trouble the cleaning lady. He nodded.
Nanqi: "..."
No, what is he? All he does is smile and nod. Saying a single word could kill him.
Thinking that I wouldn't be staying here for more than a few days, I decided to let it go.
He arrived at University A a little late; the leaves had almost all fallen. Fortunately, the fallen leaves hadn't been cleared away, and the ground was covered in golden leaves, which still had some value. Nanqi sketched out a plan in his mind.
We returned to the hotel half an hour later.
The place is fairly clean.
Dinner was served, and it was a disappointment. As expected, the service quality was poor for the price. Nanqi is very picky when he eats out, and he gets upset when the food isn't good, so we went downstairs to get a different meal.
He could have just called, but he insisted on going downstairs to cause trouble.
Yu Zhan hasn't finished get off work yet.
So trouble came his way.
Nan Qi simply placed the food at the front desk and said, "Your hotel needs to replace its chef."
Yu Zhan was taken aback and wrote on a sticky note: What do you need, sir?
Nan Qi frowned. Was he mute because he didn't speak?
Which hotel would dare to use a mute person as a receptionist? That's truly unconventional.
Since he was disabled, Nan Qi's attitude wasn't so bad: "The rice is undercooked, the dishes are too salty, where's your manager?"
Yu Zhan was particularly afraid of being complained about, having only worked there for a week.
Because of his stutter, he couldn't even do telemarketing jobs on the street. After his benefactor passed away, he would practice often in private, trying to correct his stutter.
He was reluctant to be fired because the hotel owner was willing to give him a long-term part-time opportunity.
The message reads: "I'm sorry, sir, I will talk to the head chef about the food. Please don't ask our manager for help."
Nan Qi: "I'm going to talk to the manager about the meal, what are you afraid of?"
The head chef and the manager are relatives, so it's unlikely he'll be fired. If he's going to be in trouble, he'll have to suffer the consequences himself. Nanqi was so worried that he almost cried. He felt it was immoral of him to bully a disabled person.
Just as I was about to give up, Yu Zhan wrote again:
I'll go buy you a bowl of noodles.
Nan Qi glanced at it: "No need."
Yu Zhan said urgently: "Then I'll cook for you? Please don't go to the manager."
Nanqi didn't understand. What did his complaint about the chef have to do with him?
"I'll go out and buy it myself, I won't look anymore. You can finish this meal." After saying that, he left without saying another word.
Let's go out and find a place to eat.
I wandered around outside until midnight.
When I returned, Yu Zhan was still there, so I glanced at him and went back to sleep.
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