An Xia's paintings

Chapter 14

Early the next morning, Lin Anxia was awakened by the enthusiastic cedar.

Lin Anxia touched Xuesong's head, trying to stop him from licking and kissing her cheeks: "Well, well, good morning Xuesong. I've already woken up, you made me drool all over my face, handsome old man."

Lin Anxia who just woke up was still a little fuzzy, but the quality of sleep last night was indeed improved by more than one level, Lin Anxia could still clearly feel this.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time, and alcohol is such a good thing.Lin Anxia rubbed the mattress, even the bed felt much softer than usual.

But soon, Lin Anxia discovered something was wrong.

His waist seemed to be tightly buckled by something, and something was pressed on his legs, and his whole body was a little...difficult to breathe.

"Mr. Qin, why are you here?!" Lin Anxia cried out in horror.

Qin Ruihe was awakened by Lin Anxia's call, and after being a little confused for a while, he said, "Oh, Anxia. Good morning."

"Good morning." After Lin Anxia replied in a daze, she recovered and continued to shout: "No! Why did you sleep with me?"

Lin Anxia looked around, and was surprised to find that this was not his room at all.Since this is not his room, why would he sleep here?

Does he have the habit of sleepwalking?

Impossible, he has never been found to have this problem before, if he can sleepwalk, Dad will definitely tell him.

So......

"Have you figured out why?" Qin Ruihe supported his head with one hand, his voice was still slightly hoarse after waking up, making him look lazy and sexy.

"Yesterday, I got drunk. Then I went to the wrong room?" Lin Anxia said tentatively.

Qin Ruihe nodded: "It's true that you're drunk, but it's true that you went to the wrong room. Because you fell asleep on the sofa."

"Then, then you..." Lin Anxia pointed at Qin Ruihe, and said stammeringly, "Then you can let me sleep on the sofa." How embarrassing it is for two people to sleep on the same bed!He grew up without sleeping with anyone else except his father, and of course he didn't know anyone else.

"I originally put you back to sleep in my own room." Qin Ruihe stretched his waist, "But because you had nightmares in the middle of the night, when I went to see you, you kept pulling my clothes The leader won't let me go. Your bed is too small, so I have to carry you back to my room and sleep together. "

When Lin Anxia heard Qin Ruihe say that he had a nightmare, he suddenly recalled that last night, while he was half asleep, he thought of some things that he didn't want to recall.

Lin Anxia asked with some guilt: "I should...didn't say anything in my sleep?"

"I've said it." Qin Rui said softly, "But not much."

"What did you say?" Lin Anxia tugged on the quilt nervously, her eyes rolling around.

Qin Ruihe sat up, approached Lin Anxia, ​​and whispered into his ear, "You called me... Dad."

Suddenly, Lin Anxia breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Ruihe put his big hand on the back of his head: "Do you miss Dad?"

The relaxed Lin Anxia nodded subconsciously: "Yeah, it's been a long time... I haven't seen Dad."

Qin Ruihe put him in his arms, patted him on the back comfortingly, and said, "When you grow up, you always have to leave your parents. Although Mr. Lin passed away, An Xia has grown up and can be independent. Yes. I believe that Mr. Lin must also think that An Xia can live a strong life even if he is alone."

"Of course!" Lin Anxia sniffed, "I've been doing my best."

Qin Ruihe squeezed Lin Anxia's cheeks in a funny way, and shook them left and right: "Yeah, so you are really great!"

Lin Anxia was pulled so hard that she grinned: "Mr. Qin, what are you doing?"

"An Xia!"

"Why, what's the matter?" Lin Anxia was startled by Qin Ruihe's sudden serious tone.

Qin Rui and Haohao were lying on the bedside, watching their Xuesong go to bed, pointed to it and said to Lin Anxia: "Last night, when you had a nightmare, it was me and Xuesong who comforted you, and you stabilized .”

Lin Anxia touched Xuesong's neck, then kissed the tip of its nose: "Well, I know, Xuesong will always be so gentle and patient to me."

Qin Ruihe couldn't maintain his demeanor for a while, rolled his eyes, grabbed Lin Anxia's nose and said, "Please note, I said 'me and Xuesong', the focus is on me! Understand?"

Lin Anxia was stunned, not knowing why, and asked cautiously: "Then?"

Don't blame Lin Anxia for being stupid, it's the same as "a dog biting a man is not news, but a man biting a dog is news". Generally speaking, a dog comforting a man is obviously more worthy of people's attention than a man comforting a dog. Even if Lin Anxia is an artist, He is also a mortal.

Lin Anxia tilted her head and thought about it. Could it be that Mr. Qin wanted him to thank him for taking care of him?It's not unreasonable, Mr. Qin is a good man, he takes care of him a lot, he really should take time to thank him.

Qin Ruihe probably didn't expect Lin Anxia to understand him anymore, so he cleared his throat and said, "You said that Xuesong is your best partner, we have known each other for so long, and we share the same bed If we sleep together, we can be considered friends after all, right?"

Lin Anxia hesitated: "But, I never had any friends..."

"That's because you didn't have the chance to make friends before, and now the chance is coming."

Lin Anxia thought for a while: "Does Mr. Qin want to be friends with me?"

Qin Ruihe said: "I thought we were already friends!"

No one knew how much Qin Ruihe despised him in his heart at this moment, but he did use such a naive way, and said so many words that were almost illogical, to guide Lin Anxia to establish a friendship between the two of them.

There is no way, he has never made friends before, and the relationship with Brother Zhao Yanghao was completely out of fighting, this kind of serious rhetoric of making friends, Qin Er Shao is really not proficient.

Although Qin Ruihe didn't want to develop into a so-called lover relationship with Lin Anxia, ​​he really hoped to be closer to Lin Anxia, ​​and if he was a little closer, the status of a friend would obviously become very suitable.Lin Anxia has no friends, so Qin Ruihe, his first friend, must occupy a lot of place in his heart.

Yes, Qin Ruihe played with this idea.

Lin Anxia felt that what Qin Ruihe said was also reasonable, he had never been so close to others, Qin Ruihe was neither father nor brother, so they could only be friends.

"Then, from now on, Mr. Qin and I will be friends."

Qin Ruihe corrected: "If it's between friends, then the address will be more intimate."

That's right!The first step in getting closer is to start with the address.

Lin Anxia asked, "For example?"

Qin Ruihe made an analogy: "For example, since this morning, I have called you An Xia instead of Mr. Lin. You should know that calling a person by his surname plus his identity is a way of being polite to him but Also rusty performance."

Lin Anxia thought it made sense and nodded.

Qin Ruihe continued his efforts: "Tell me, besides Xue Song and me, who else is most familiar with you."

"Father and master." Lin Anxia blurted out.

"Then what do Mr. Lin and my grandfather call you?"

"Xia Xia."

"How did you feel when they called you that?"

"Very kind!"

"That's right!" Qin Ruihe patted Lin Anxia on the head rewardingly: "People who are close to each other will call each other's nickname or first name to show their closeness."

Lin Anxia fully understood: "So, I should call Mr. Qin by his name."

"Correct!"

Lin Anxia scratched her head in embarrassment: "That...what's Mr. Qin's name?"

a bolt from the blue!

At this moment, Qin Rui's warm smile was as ugly as if it had been split by lightning.He never thought that Lin Anxia didn't know his name.

"You... don't know my name?"

Lin Anxia didn't realize that something was wrong, so she nodded naturally: "Yes, Shigong only told me that you are his grandson and your surname is Qin. You didn't tell me your name, and you didn't introduce yourself."

Qin Ruihe asked in disbelief: "You don't know my name, don't you know how to ask? Aren't you curious about the name of the student you want to teach???"

Lin Anxia smiled embarrassedly: "I... forgot."

That's right, Lin Anxia forgot, he really forgot.He rarely had the opportunity to get in touch with people, so he didn't care much about asking people's names...

Qin Ruihe sighed weakly: "My name is Qin Ruihe."

"Okay, Qin Ruihe." Lin Anxia responded kindly.

Qin Ruihe was still dissatisfied: "It doesn't even seem intimate at all to be called by first name and surname!"

As soon as the words came out, Qin Ruihe seemed to slap himself. Listening to the tone and tone, Qin Ruihe felt that he was going to be childish!Even so, Qin Ruihe was like a schizophrenic patient at this time, while rationally beating his nerves in his mind, but at the same time, he still asked Lin Anxia to call him more intimately.

Lin Anxia scratched her face: "Then, what should I call it?"

Since the right to make the decision was in Qin Ruihe's hands, there was no reason for him to give up.

So, Qin Ruihe raised his face and said very seriously: "I am older than you, and we have a good relationship. So, you can call me Brother Rui."

"Brother Rui!" the child called out obediently.

Qin Ruihe finally nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! Then you have to remember that we are very close friends now, and you can tell me anything. Generally speaking, very close friends will base on For the sake of mutual trust, share your secrets or some distressing things with each other, after all, there are many times when some negative emotions cannot be digested by yourself."

Although Lin Anxia just had a nightmare last night, Qin Ruihe's intuition told him that Lin Anxia hid many secrets in his heart, and he must have endured a lot of pain alone, as can be seen from his paintings .

Qin Ruihe knew that he might not be able to give Lin Anxia love, but he could still share his troubles.And Qin Rui is confident that he can do well.

Unfortunately, Lin Anxia didn't appreciate it.

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