To say goodbye is to die a little

Chapter 62

Chang Yue felt that Su Yan was a little clingy recently.

They've only been separated for a month and eight days. Why do they seem to be different people?

Too weird.

In the past, when he was shy, Su Yan would also feel embarrassed and restrained, instead of ignoring him like now.It's fine if you have been touching him all the time today, and you have to say things that make him blush.

It's just trying to cause trouble!

Thanks to his tolerance, otherwise, just seeing the sweater with a slit on his body, he would have to start finding fault, and he must not simply let things go.

Su Yan touched her nose lightly with her hand, coughed symbolically, and reconfirmed: "Auntie really knitted this sweater for you?"

"uh-huh."

"..."

Su Yan tried to remedy it, "I think Bubu can still be worn, what do you think?"

As soon as Su Yan showed his weakness with words, Chang Yue felt that he was pitiful and couldn't bear it, so he immediately got up and took off his sweater and put on the sweater he found out, muttering: "Anyway, it can be worn inside, just mend it as you like. "

The sweater was pulled up, and the bottoming clothes followed. Su Yan moved closer to help, and touched Chang Yue's back and waist with both hands, where there were two sunken waists.

Before pulling the sweater away, Chang Yue put down one hand and pushed Su Yan, and quickly tore the turtleneck sweater off his neck with the other hand, "...Did you take the wrong medicine? Is it over yet?" Is it over?"

Just now when Su Yan touched the back of his waist unknowingly, his whole body was still agitated, and there was still an aftertaste. Thinking about it made his scalp tingle. If Su Yan hadn't seized the opportunity to speak, he would have almost It is necessary to use force to solve it, it is not just a simple matter of tearing the sleeve.

Someone needs at least a little injury, he must not be soft-hearted.

How dare you be confident?Too much too much.

"Enough." Su Yan looked at Chang Yue, who was close at hand, and rubbed her hands on her waist, "I've been wanting to touch your waist since I saw it for the first time years ago, but I'm a little embarrassed, no Thinking of being separated for so long, it is too difficult, you let me touch again."

"Aren't you just touching it!" Chang Yue was powerless to refute, "You still have the guts to mention that!"

Su Yan smiled.

"..."

Where did Su Yan's charming self-cultivation go?

"Okay, it's easy to touch, isn't it?" Chang Yue nodded, stopped struggling, and began to pull up Su Yan's loose shirt tucked into his trousers, "Then I have to touch it too, to be fair."

Su Yan's hand never left Chang Yue's waist for a second.

Chang Yue saw that no one stopped him when he tore open his shirt, so he could only be ruthless, and put his hand on Su Yan's waist in a nonstop manner.In the end, nothing happened to Su Yan, his hands trembled and his heart flustered.

"Is it easy to touch, boyfriend?" Su Yan hugged Chang Yue tightly, "Huh?"

"...did I just lock the door?"

Su Yan chuckled in Chang Yue's ear, with a cheerful tone, "If it's locked, they'll knock on the door to get permission before they come in if it's not locked."

"Your room is so big, what if they knock on the door and we don't hear it?"

"They'll think we're busy and stop bothering."

"What if there is something urgent?"

"Then keep typing or calling until you get a response."

"...When are we going to go down, um, isn't grandpa still waiting for us to play with him?"

The atmosphere changed a bit, and Chang Yue became more and more emboldened after speaking, until Su Yan saw his head resting on his shoulder, and finally moved his hand, holding his face and saying: "It's time to go down." , if I take you down until meal time, you will definitely be embarrassed to eat more."

Chang Yue's eyes lit up, he quickly let go of Su Yan and put on the red sweater, and urged him several times: "Let's go."

Su Yan, who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time, nodded amusedly.

When the two went downstairs, they saw that Su Yan's father had changed into a well-crafted suit and was about to go out.

"Dad, you want to go out?" Su Yan stepped forward.

Wang Xun said "Yes", "Some things have to be dealt with at the company, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"Where's the mask?" Seeing that Wang Xun wasn't wearing a mask, Su Yan was about to open the door.

"What's the rush?" Wang Xuan said in a steady tone, with a smile on his face, "I asked Uncle Jiang to put it in the car, and I will wear it when I get off the car."

Su Yan stopped talking.

Su Qingyi came out of the kitchen, and said in a warm voice: "Be careful, and come back early when you're done."

"understood."

When Wang Xun faced Su Qingyi, he became much gentler.

Seeing Wang Xun go out, the old man waved to Changyue, "You two haven't done your homework today, have you? Come, play with grandpa in the study."

"Grandpa, it's time to eat, how about another day?" Su Yan turned to look at Su Qingyi, "Is that right, Mom?"

Grandpa said: "Which one of these few days is my meal not at six o'clock? You see, there is still more than an hour."

"Aunt Zhao's soup does take a lot of time," Su Qingyi did not agree with her son, "Chang Yue, take Su Yan to play with grandpa."

"Okay, auntie." Chang Yue quickly agreed.

"Okay," Su Yan made the last struggle, "but I have to agree in advance, Grandpa, I've been holding the mouse all morning, and my hands are really sore, can I stop practicing calligraphy today?"

"I don't have time to talk to you." Grandpa pulled Chang Yue up, leaving Su Yan behind alone, "Just let Xiao Guai accompany me, you can play by yourself."

Su Yan: "..."

"Aren't you going?" Su Qingyi chuckled lightly.

The study is divided into several areas.

One is Wang Xun's private office area, separated by two hand-carved Chinese-style invisible doors.Chang Yue followed the old man all the way to the long table in the south.There are seven brushes of different sizes hanging on the arched pen holder on the table.

There are several ink treasures hanging on the opposite wall.

The painting is a landscape painting, and it looks like it was drawn by Su Yan. The calligraphy on the painting and the calligraphy on the rest of the copybooks are vigorous and powerful. They are from the same person. Chang Yue guessed that it is the calligraphy of Grandpa Su Yan.

He doesn't know anything about it, but he thinks it looks good, and it matches the scenery and people.

"Grandpa, your handwriting is really good."

"How do you know I wrote it?"

"Words are like people, I feel like them."

The old man was amused, "All my life I copied Yan Zhenqing's face and style, and I have made some achievements. Back then, Su Yan's father also relied on my good handwriting to teach him. At a critical moment, he wrote a letter and sent it to Qingyi. , to reap the love. Do you think Grandpa has done a lot of credit?"

Chang Yue smiled and said, "Big."

"It's a pity," the old man continued, "Su Yan didn't inherit my and his father's talent in writing. His writing is a little inferior, but his painting is not bad. Thanks to his mother's teaching, he can draw a picture when he is looking for a partner. Give the painting away, otherwise!"

"He's very good... finding a partner is no problem."

The old man smiled, "How about it, do you want to learn calligraphy from grandpa?"

Just as Su Yan came up with the snacks to go with tea, she happened to hear it.

"Grandpa," he answered, putting candied dates and a few pieces of cake on the tea table in one corner, "you're arranging me again."

"Where is it?"

Su Yan sighed, and put the pen in the old man's hand back into the pen holder, "Don't you like to tell stories? It happens that Chang Yue just came here, and I don't know many things, so I'm curious, why don't we put the calligraphy practice plan later? Every day after the online class, he and I come to listen to your storytelling, do you like it?"

"There's too much homework, it will be tiring to practice calligraphy again, right?"

"Tiredness is unavoidable, but to get into a good university, you must not only endure tiredness, but also focus, right?"

"You have to focus. If your dad and I let you go when you were young, maybe your Chinese painting is better than it is now."

"..."

Su Yan smiled, her eyes full of helplessness, she looked at Chang Yue with a look of aggrieved and dare not resist.

Chang Yue was almost deceived by his image again, but fortunately the scene was different, so he laughed.

The old man was helped to the tea table first, and sat in the guest seat. Chang Yue saw it and said shyly, "How about I make it?"

"Of course," Su Yan pushed him to the table, and smiled in his ear, "My grandpa and I are both lazy and don't know how to make tea, and only my mother at home can use the tea set here when she's in the mood."

Although Su Yan said that the tea sets here are not often used, they are kept clean and tidy.

Lu Yu loves to drink tea, Chang Yue still has a little confidence, besides, he feels kind to the people who want to drink tea.He chose the Pu'er tea on the shelf through the refreshments, and the gaiwan as the tea making tool. After asking for opinions, he agreed, and started to work.

It's not too formal. The water boiled and then lowered the temperature a little. I picked the right tea leaves in order and put them into the tureen. I first passed the water through the tea leaves, the fair cup and the three cups for drinking tea, and then filled them up. The water was poured out of the tea soup, and each person poured seventy percent of it in order, and he tasted it himself.

Chang Yue's actions were not as bad as he thought.

In the eyes of the old man, it is good, the person is calm, the movements are also generous, a bit smooth; in the eyes of Su Yan, it is another feeling, it is the first time he sees Chang Yue doing something so confidently, he feels strange, It's like joy and a little indescribable.

When Chang Yue clasped his hand on the white tureen, his fingers were slender and strong. At that time, there happened to be an orange glow and a ray of setting sun faintly floating on it, reflecting the softness of his fingers. The look in his eyes was exactly the same as others .

At that moment, Su Yan's heart was extremely soft, and she didn't want to let go.

The old man didn't touch the snacks, but drank a few cups of tea. According to the time, he told some interesting things at first. When it came to one month before Su Yan was born, he said happily: "Do you know why Su Yan follows his mother's surname Su instead of me and his father?" Is your surname Wang?"

"Not sure." Chang Yue replied.

Regarding this question, Chang Yue was afraid and secretive, so he never asked Su Yan, and Su Yan didn't think it was something interesting, so he didn't mention it.

Su Yan picked out a piece of chocolate cake, cut it in half, and handed it to Chang Yue in small pieces that were easy to eat. The remaining half was eaten by herself without making it delicate, so she picked it up with a fork and ate it casually.

All the relatives and friends in the family know about this matter, and there is no one for the elderly to talk about. Chang Yue's visit made him interested.Su Yan hadn't heard it for a long time, and she also pretended to be listening attentively.

Chang Yue knew it was not a bad thing at a glance, and following the old man's wishes, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, tell me." Author of "$TITLE": $AUTHOR

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