Yan Haian looked at Sun Yan and said, "Thank you."

Sun Yan was thanked by him with a question mark in his head.

Yan Haian said with a smile, "Thank you for keeping that painting for so long." In any case, it can be regarded as my proud work. I was very sad when I lost it. I didn't expect it to meet a master who cherished it as much as you do. "

It is the greatest affirmation to the author that his works can be appreciated and treasured. Yan Haian gave up his paintbrush for so long that he didn't expect to receive such happiness one day.

So this thank you is very sincere.

Yan Haian was even more impressed by the thought that maybe even if the painting was given to the person he originally wanted to give, it would not be so treasured.

Sun Yan squinted at him and then looked back at the steering wheel. His slender fingers tapped each time on the steering wheel: "me, too." Thank you. "

He seldom gets serious, but once he gets serious, he seems to be a different person.

He didn't say anything to thank, but Yan Haian could understand immediately. It's funny to say that there has always been a tacit understanding between them that goes beyond the ordinary relationship.

Yan Haian did not know what the painting meant to Sun Yan, just as Sun Yan did not understand what the painting represented to him. But it doesn't matter. they all know that the painting is important to each other.

This common understanding is like a covenant, and although many of the past buried in the depths of the heart are still unspeakable, needless to say, that lonely loneliness is secretly comforted at this moment.

The two looked at each other as if they were connected, and both laughed inexplicably.

Sun Yan lay on the steering wheel and looked sideways at Yan Haian with only one eye: "can't you really do it twice a week?"

"it depends on the schedule." Yan Haian was asked by him so coldly, he shook his head funny, pushed the door and got out of the car. "contact me when you have time."

After getting out of the car, he crossed the street, went to the entrance of the building, and looked back as he went up the stairs.

Sun Yan's eye-catching sports car was still parked in the same place. when he saw him turn around, he reached out and waved, and then bowed his head and didn't know what to do.

Yan Haian's cell phone trembled slightly in his pocket and there was an unread Wechat.

Mr. Sun: you never seem to look back at me.

Yan Haian picked an eyebrow and replied, "you never seem to have waited for me."

Mr. Sun: do you have an appointment tomorrow?

Yan Haian looked up at the other side of the street: no appointment, low back pain, see you later.

With that, he turned around decisively, and this time he really left.

"is there anything good lately?"

Yan Haian slowly looked up from his mobile phone and said, "Ah?"

Mo Yisheng, with a color palette in his hand, sat on the wooden stool and looked at him with his head tilted: "it's rare that you are so absent-minded."

Yan Haian calmly collected his cell phone: "what can I do for you?"

"We'll talk about it later." Mo Yisheng smiled with great interest and asked, "recently I often see you looking at your cell phone. Who are you in touch with?" By the way, you often don't come back at night lately. what are you doing? "

What do you do? of course it's a sex thing.

The frequency of he and Sun Yan changed from once a week to two days off on weekends, and now they can take two days off four or five times a week if they are free. Yan Haian felt that he had some kidney damage, so he didn't know if Sun Yan was secretly taking some small pills, and every time he looked like a tiger like L á ng.

Last time they had a hand on the terrace in the middle of the night, Yan Haian caught a cold in the sweaty night wind of the chu. He doesn't mind playing Q í ng fun, but it's not good for Sun Yan to be so unrestrained.

That's why the two of them are always quarrelling, and they're drunk when they think about it.

Yan Haian could not speak to Mo Yisheng, just like a pupil saying Hu á ng: "work Q í ng."

The word "work" is like a switch. As soon as Yan Haian's temperament comes out, "do you remember that gallery blog in S City?"

Mo Yisheng's watch Q í ng clearly states that he doesn't know.

Yan Haian had a sore throat and coughed twice: "I have been in touch with him at one of the stops during the exhibition tour." He admires you very much. I want your paintings to come into his library. "

Mo Yisheng said strangely, "haven't my paintings always been sold in Li Qing's gallery?"

Yan Haian was really speechless to the child. He didn't even know that he had offended Li Qing. Li Qing didn't have any contact with him these days, but didn't he just want to keep them cold?

Wang Yu Hu side also do not know whether Li Qing has carried around, should have? Li Qing recognizes the value of Mo Yisheng and will not break up with them completely because of such a trifle. This woman's mind is not so small.

Yan Haian said, "it's not for sale." It's just for display. If someone wants to collect it, say something else. Didn't you draw a city series? Among them, there is S City, which I think is very suitable. I can let him come and have a look. He's going to City B anyway. What were you trying to say? "

Surrounded by him like this, Mo Yisheng completely forgot the question he had just asked Yan Haian and said, "Oh, yes, what do you think of me going to the A National Picture Association Grand Prix?"

"well. Yes! Of course! " Yan Haian was shocked that Mo Yisheng would take the initiative to mention this. He has never liked such things as associations, competitions and exhibitions, still less does he like to compare with others. Of course, the A National Portrait Association Grand Prix is unmatched by any competition in China. It is one of the three top portrait grand prizes in the world. It is conceivable that many modern artists have entered the world through this competition.

Mo Yisheng suddenly had this kind of "ambition". Yan Haian was really pleased: "I'll find out when I'll sign up for the Jiefango manuscript next year."

"it's about March," said Mo Yisheng.

Yan Haian was even more surprised. When did this guy transfer to xing, even the time was clear?

Mo Yisheng explained: "he Ling said. He said he wanted to try, so he invited me to join him. I have seen the award-winning works in previous years, and they are really impressive. I think it would be fun to hang out with my friends. "

That is to say, he can say it so easily.

But Yan Haian was not so happy to hear he Ling's name. He Ling was not a painter by his standards and could only be called a painter. At this level, you still have to take part in the A National portrait Association Grand Prix? At that time, it is probably going to sell paintings under the name of "A national portrait association grand prix".

Yan Haian is like a parent all over the world, fearing that his top student child will be damaged by the tail belt of a crane. "I think it's better for you to have less contact with he Ling."

Mo Yisheng stared, but he really didn't expect Yan Haian to say something like this: "Why?"

Yan Haian said simply, "he doesn't draw well."

On this point, Mo Yisheng cannot refute it. He will never lie about painting: "I think the attitude towards painting is the most important." He is much better than those who are fake. "

Yan Haian, unwilling to waste more breath with him in this respect, waved his hand to signal the end of the chat. The cell phone in his pocket shook several times, and he was a little reluctant to read it. Anyway, it was Sun Yan's text message about p à o.

Mo Yisheng refused to shut up. He put the color palette and moved it from the stool to the sofa. Unexpectedly, he said a little earnestly: "Hai'an, I have wanted to say for a long time, are you too prejudiced against people?"

Yan Haian didn't want to discuss any outlook on life with Mo Yisheng, and his cell phone shook twice.

Mo Yisheng sighed and said, "I know you do it for my own good, but you think of people too bad. if you think they are bad, why do you want to associate with them?"

Although it has long been known that the three values of Mo Yisheng and himself are a little different, each collision really makes Yan Haian's brain ache. I do not know if it is because of a cold and headache, he is particularly impatient with it tonight.

The phone continued to shake, this time it wasn't a text message, it was a phone call.

"Let me take this." Yan Haian got up and walked directly out of the store, took out the phone and picked it up before he hung up automatically. "Hello?"

Sun Yan said, "Why didn't you reply my message?"

Yan Haian said, "I don't see it."

Sun Yan didn't seem to bother with this point either, and went straight to the point: "would you like to come tonight?" It just so happens that I just got back from there. "

The side that Sun Yan said refers to the ancient town they ran into last time. The Sun family was engaged in development there, but Sun Ling didn't care much about it, leaving him, the second-in-command, to keep an eye on it.

Yan Haian rubbed his forehead a little irritably and wanted to say no, but he really wanted to talk to someone. Of course, when you are with Sun Yan, you can't just talk.

He said, "or are you going to your place?"

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Sun Yan probably smiled: "or else?" Don't spoil my wine this time, huh? "

Yan Haian opened her mouth and asked, "who spoiled it?"

Only when they came into contact with each other did they find that they had a lot in common. For example, they both liked wine tasting. Sun Yan grew up drinking good wine from an early age, while Yan Haian specially trained himself for a period of time. In addition, he still worked in a bar and was able to talk about wine.

There was a lot of conversation that day, when Sun Yan moved out a few bottles of wine from his family, and the two played with their own hands, ready to turn theory and practice into experience.

It is a pity that they are all masters who can only drink but do not know how to do it. Of course, the blend is not delicious at all. The taste is mixed, there is no level to speak of, and some of them rush against each other, but they both move their hands, so no one should be blind.

As soon as Yan Haian arrived at the Sun family, Sun Yan asked again according to the procedure, "have you eaten yet?"