Today, when my mother was free, she sent a video to Lin Yuyan during lunch. Lin Yuyan called her with a smile: "Mom." The voice was clear and sweet, with the unique characteristics of a teenager.

The mother's name is Xu Jinglan. She is thirty-eight years old this year. She is gentle and beautiful. She first kissed her baby son in front of the camera, and then asked him what plans for the summer vacation.

Lin Yuyan had already sorted out the itinerary, and told her one by one that most of them stayed at home to read, and occasionally went out with classmates, Xu Jing felt a little embarrassed, and said softly, "I'm sorry Yanyan, it's because my parents are too busy. I don't have time to accompany you."

Lin Yuyan hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm so old, I don't need my parents to accompany me."

Xu Jinglan felt guilty, thought about it and said, "Why don't my mother take you over to play for a few days? We can go to the amusement park and go to the concert."

Lin Yuyan's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a series of phone ringing from the opposite side of the video. His mother went to the distance to answer the phone, and when he returned to the camera again, his voice was a little dry: "Yanyan, I... "

"I don't want to go to my mother." He suddenly grabbed her mother's words, and said seemingly willfully: "My schedule has been arranged, and I have invited my classmates to go out to play together, so I can't find time at all."

The corners of Xu Jinglan's mouth moved, and her eyes were a little red: "Then... well, baby take good care of yourself, let aunt cook what you want to eat, and let the driver take you where you want to go."

Lin Yuyan nodded obediently, hung up the phone, and the smile on his face disappeared.

He really wanted to go, he hadn't seen his mother for a long time. But if he goes, the mother will make time to accompany him, she is already busy enough, and the spare time should be used for a good rest.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon. Lin Yuyan walked from upstairs to downstairs and then from downstairs to upstairs. In order to facilitate him to go to school, his parents bought a house in a villa area near the school. There was a small yard in front and back, surrounded by walls. , planting flowers and plants.

Lin Yuyan lay on the carpet and read a book for a while, then went to the studio to paint. He may have been influenced by his mother since he was a child. He also likes to smear, but he likes it. fatally wounded.

At this point, Lin Yuyan looked down on himself a bit. After all, not everyone has talent, but everyone can do it with hard work.

His childhood dream was to be a painter, but he gradually gave up because he couldn't stick to it.

Zhuo Hang said that he still didn't like it enough. If he really liked it, he would try his best to persevere no matter what. For example, he likes to play games, and he was chased by his father for two streets, but he did not give up his determination to stay up late to pass the customs.

But Lin Yuyan was afraid of pain. If one day his father really hit him and asked him to give up something, he would definitely let go without saying a word.

Sitting in the studio, time became faster. Lin Yuyan was so immersed in the world of creation that he even forgot to eat. Although he did not paint well, he enjoyed the process of writing brushstrokes. By the time the entire painting was completed, the sky was already full. blacken.

It looked good, Lin Yuyan nodded with satisfaction with his work, and was ready to go downstairs to eat something.

Just as stood up and stretched, suddenly heard a sound from the window.

Then, it rang again.

He blinked, thinking that it was a prank by a child, and opened the balcony door to go out to have a look, when suddenly he saw a neat black shadow and turned over to the balcony.

"..."

"Gu, Gu, Gu Yaoyang!" Lin Yuyan was stunned in place, pointed out the window, and then pointed at the balcony: "You, you..."

"You" for a long time without saying a word.

Gu Yaoyang was wearing a black sweater with a pair of black half boots on his feet that were easy to climb. He raised his eyebrows and said for him, "How did you get up?"

Lin Yuyan nodded again and again.

"Climb the wall."

Lin Yuyan couldn't believe it, "Then you...you..."

Gu Yaoyang said again, "Why are you here?"

Lin Yuyan: "Mmmm."

Gu Yaoyang said, "Do you want me to ask you this question?"

Lin Yu was puzzled: "Why, why are you asking me?"

Gu Yaoyang approached him step by step: "Why didn't you deliver the letter?"

"I, I didn't say I'm going...you, you broke into a private house." Lin Yuyan stepped back nervously, even forgetting that this was his house.

"Huh?" Gu Yaoyang smiled and said, "If you take it to me or not, I will come to pick it up in person. How can it be considered a private intrusion?"

Why not? Lin Yuyan leaned against the corner, feeling a little sense of security, and asked calmly, "Are you really just here to get the letter?"

Gu Yaoyang said, "Otherwise?" He glanced at the easel again: "I see you painting a guinea pig?"

Lin Yuyan suddenly stopped talking, and was quiet for a few seconds, staring at his round eyes, and said angrily, "That's a small deer dog."

Chapter 4

"Pfft", Gu Yaoyang laughed.

Lin Yuyan said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Does the little deer dog look like this?" Gu Yaoyang walked to the easel, pinched his chin and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. A large area of ​​the drawing paper is left blank, with a round fat ball in the middle, four short legs, a round nose, nostrils still facing the sky, and two small black bean-like eyes with serious highlights.

If you have to say something like a deer dog...

Not really at all...

Lin Yuyan wanted to refute, but at this time he "had nothing to do", so he sneaked to the door while he was far away, and ran to the bag in a flash. He took the letter and brought his mobile phone. If Gu Yaoyang is not malicious, send the letter to him, and if he acts otherwise, call the police immediately.

Lin Yuyan didn't tell the cooking aunt that there was an uninvited guest at home, for fear of causing unnecessary worry. Although he is a head shorter than Gu Yaoyang, if he really fights...

Forget it, forget it, take the baseball bat in the corner.

He knew that Gu Yaoyang should be quite fierce. Although he had never seen him beat someone, Zhuo Hang said that even the school bully who usually bullied the weak and walked sideways in the school would avoid him when he saw him.