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    In the morning, the sound of Qin Yan waking up woke up Song Qiuyao who was drowsy. Song Qiuyao trembled with feathery eyelashes and rubbed his eyes sleepily.

    He narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a serious look at Qin Yan who was sitting beside his bed and was getting dressed for a while.Song Qiuyao thought to himself, once again sharing the same bed with the man in front of him, this time at his own home.Thinking of these, Song Qiuyao couldn't help feeling a little bit of honey in his heart.

    That's great, Qin Yan is by my side.Thinking of these, Song Qiuyao woke up completely.

    Song Qiuyao sat up, the white neck and bare shoulders formed a beautiful arc, and the eyes looking at Qin Yan returned to normal from obsession: "Why did you wake up so early? Don't you want to sleep for a while?"

    Qin Yan shook his head and said, "I still can't do it. It's not appropriate to stay in bed for the first time at your house."

    Song Qiuyao asked back with a smile: "Our relationship is so good that we sleep in the same bed, what's inappropriate?"

    Qin Yan was amused by Song Qiuyao's teasing. He touched his chin and pretended to think deeply: "Well, it makes sense. How about we sleep together again?"

    After finishing speaking, Qin Yan took off his shirt, revealing his strong and strong body, turned over and pressed on Song Qiuyao's body, pushing Song Qiuyao down on the bed again.

    Song Qiuyao: "..."

    Song Qiuyao, who had been molested early in the morning, was finally defeated and blushed again.

    But the fun is the fun, after all, both of them are completely awake, the sky is bright, there is no reason to go back to sleep.

    Because it was staying at Song Qiuyao's house, and after all, everyone was still more scruples about Song Jinyang, so no one stayed in bed, everyone got up early, left Song Qiuyao's house happily and thanked the host for having a good time.

    Before leaving, Qin Yan stopped Song Qiuyao alone, and asked him if he was interested in going to the suburbs to sketch in the next time.

    Extracurricular sketching is the most important training subject after class for students majoring in fine arts.

    Only by going deep into nature can the painter's strong desire and passion for artistic creation be stimulated.Looking behind closed doors to look at landscape copying works, you will always see the world from a fixed angle in the lens, and it is easy to become rigid in thinking and fall into a bottleneck in the process of creation.

    Song Qiuyao himself has the habit of going out to sketch from time to time, and this is a separate invitation from Qin Yan, so if you round it up, it's just a date!

    Song Qiuyao readily agreed: "Okay, I'm free anytime, when will I leave?"

    Qin Yan said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, just what about today, it's still early, we'll set off later."

    Song Qiuyao asked him: "Do you have a driver's license?"

    Qin Yan nodded.

    "Then wait for me a moment." After Song Qiuyao finished speaking, he turned around and went to Song Jinyang to borrow a car.

    When Song Qiuyao pushed the door and entered, Song Jinyang was reading a book with his head down, looking at his younger brother rushing towards him in a hurry, Song Jinyang flipped a Byakugan to Song Qiuyao angrily: "It's a good holiday, you don't want to fall in love and come here to disturb my reading, Do you have too much intracranial effusion??"

    Song Qiuyao scolded back: "You're out of your mind!"

    Song Jinyang closed the book and slapped it on the table. He narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Hiss! Are you itchy?"

    Song Qiuyao shrank his neck aggrievedly, curled his lips and said in a low voice, "I have something to ask you..."

    Song Jinyang: "Then tell me quickly."

    Song Qiuyao: "Lend me your car, we're going to go out and sketch."

    Song Jinyang immediately took out the car key from his pocket and threw it at Song Qiuyao, saying, "Go, I wish you a happy date."

    Song Qiuyao caught the key and blew a kiss back to his brother: "Thank you brother, I know you are the best, and I love you the most."

    Song Jinyang got goosebumps all over his body from his younger brother's numbness, and shouted angrily: "Hurry up and get out!"

    After getting Song Jinyang's car key, Song Qiuyao handed over the car key to Qin Yan, so Qin Yan drove Song Qiuyao back to the dormitory to pack up the things to bring, and went to the suburbs to sketch together.

    On the outskirts of city A, there is a forest shrouded in mist, and there is a clear forest lake in the forest.According to the ancient legend of City A, this lake area was once a bathing place for a fairy.And because of this, the fairy met her lover who accidentally saw her bathing, and a beautiful love story unfolded from then on.

    Therefore, people in City A call this woods "Lover Forest" and the lake in the forest "Fairy Lake".According to legend, lovers who come to this place will eventually become married couples.

    After hearing this story, Qin Yan decided to ask Song Qiuyao to sketch here.

    The two who came to Lover's Forest parked their car at a parking spot next to the forest, and then entered the forest with their drawing board and sketching tools on their backs.

    Entering the forest, the air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. Occasionally, one or two unknown birds flutter past the head. In the quiet forest, only the noise of the wind can be heard, and the singing of autumn insects and morning birds alternately.Yellow and white wild chrysanthemums bloom in the open space in the forest. Walking in the woods can fully listen to the harmony and tranquility of nature.

    Although the surrounding scenery is beautiful, the two walking hand in hand did not stop because they knew that there would be more beautiful scenery ahead waiting for them to explore.

    Not long after, the two came to the lake in the forest, and saw misty waves rising from the lake, curling up along the lake, and gradually diffused into the distant forest, creating a smoky scene, like a fairyland.

    Song Qiuyao couldn't help sighing in his heart, the view of the lake in the forest is so beautiful, even if the sun shines in, there is still some lingering mist, which adds a bit of immortality to the whole lake.

    This different scenery gave Song Qiuyao and Qin Yan great inspiration, so they set up easels and sketched in this lake area all day long, and the painting lasted until evening.

    As it was getting late, the two of them could not paint any more, so the two put away their easels and tools and simply admired the lake view in the evening.

    At this time, the Fairy Lake is no longer like the fairyland in the morning.After a day of sunshine, the fog in the forest has already dispersed, and the Fairy Lake at this moment is another beautiful scene.

    The setting sun at dusk is reflected in the slight waves of Fairy Lake. The lake light is reflected, and there are indistinct ripples on the water surface, which makes people's hearts flutter.

    There was warmth in Song Qiuyao's heart, and his watery eyes were like the light of this lake, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

    Song Qiuyao couldn't help admiring: "It's so beautiful, no wonder others say this is the place where the legendary fairies meet love."

    Qin Yan shook his head in disapproval and said, "Really? I really think the fairy's lover is a hooligan who peeps at girls taking a bath."

    Song Qiuyao retorted with his eyes wide open, "Her scholar lover didn't mean to peek, but just accidentally saw it! Besides, the fairy sister doesn't mind being seen, what do you mind? It's not peeking at you taking a bath!""

    Qin Yan was amused by Song Qiuyao: "If that scholar dares to peek at me taking a shower, see if I don't beat him to death."

    Song Qiuyao pretended to be angry, rolled his eyes at Qin Yan and said: "The scholar is a straight man, why don't you bother to look at him if you show him?"

    Qin Yan: "I'm in such a good shape that I don't want to show it to him. I only show it to you."

    Song Qiuyao, who had watched Qin Yan take a bath, felt that he had nothing to say!

    The two sat on the grass by the lake, blowing the cool wind of early autumn, admiring the evening view by the lake, and chatting happily.

    But the weather was not beautiful, and before the two of them could enjoy the beautiful scenery of the lake in the evening, it suddenly started to rain.

    It was still a light rain at the beginning, but it became a torrential rain in an instant, and it came in a hurry.The sky became dark and dense, and the raindrops fell on Qin Yan and Song Qiuyao's bodies, and everything around them was submerged in the torrential rain in just a moment.

    Qin Yan quickly picked up the painting tools of the two of them, held Song Qiuyao's hands tightly and ran to the place where the car was parked outside the woods.

    The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon the road in the forest became muddy and slippery. This sudden heavy rain made the sky quickly darken, and the two of them couldn't see the road ahead clearly under the rain.

    Song Qiuyao was only focused on running towards the parking lot, but didn't see the slippery moss under his feet. He staggered and fell heavily on the ground.

    "Qiuyao!!!" Qin Yan quickly dropped the painting tools in his hands and helped him up nervously.

    "I'm fine!" Song Qiuyao said so, but there was a sharp pain in his knee and ankle.

    "Can you stand up?" Qin Yan almost pulled Song Qiuyao into his arms.

    Song Qiuyao was just about to say yes, but his injured leg just couldn't handle it. The severe pain made his injured leg tremble continuously, and he couldn't support the weight of his body no matter what.

    Song Qiuyao could only reluctantly say: "I'm sorry, I probably have to cause you trouble."

    Qin Yan looked at Song Qiuyao enduring the pain, and was so distressed that he couldn't speak.So he carried the painting tools of the two on his back together, and hugged Song Qiuyao with his arms crossed.

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