Du Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed to look at it.

The first box was indeed full of small bits and pieces, from ornaments to small stones, everything.

The other box is more single.,It's full of large and small painting tools and all kinds of books.。

Du Yan opened it and looked at it, the book was big and small, but it was all a painting on paper, there were almost no empty pages in it, and all kinds of paintings were drawn, including flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as character scenes.

Squatting on the ground and reading for a while, Du Yan picked out a few books and prepared to take them to the bed to read.

With such a box of paintings, I don't know how much work was done to scrap the original owner.

But since he loves painting so much, and he was originally a student of a famous painting academy, why did he enter the entertainment industry?

Du Yanyi was puzzled by this, but he couldn't find someone to ask, so he had to think about it slowly.

Qiao Jin'an is a very delicate person, and the scenes he writes have a quiet spirituality.

It looks like a small fish swinging its tail and turning its head in the pool, and like an elk looking up at the morning light in the forest, it looks quiet and comfortable.

How can a person who can draw such a picture be as scheming as it is said on the Internet? As soon as Du Yan thought of the grand occasion of being hacked on the Internet, his chest couldn't help but feel stuffy again.

Du Yanyi, a layman, watched the excitement for a long time with the mentality of understanding the original owner, and a picture album was finished in two clicks.

Looking at the time, it was not yet 11 o'clock, and Du Yan picked up the last album and prepared to finish sleeping.

The first album is a single page of paint, but the last one is a simple Q comic sketched directly with a signature pen.

An introverted little painter meets a handsome star.

Combined with some of the things that Du Yanyi saw on the Internet today, how do you look at these things, Qiao Jin'an's painting of Qin Shenghao and himself.

With this cognition, Du Yan looked at the 'Qiao Jin'an version of hand-drawn comics' attentively.

It's a pity that the plot of this album is intermittent.

It didn't take a few pages to turn and it was gone.

After flipping through it all again, Du Yan was sure that it was really gone

The story is frozen in the place where the little painter was abandoned, and the Q print style is obviously very cute, but it makes people unhappy.

Putting down the album, Du Yan turned off the wall lamp and wrapped himself in the quilt to sleep.

The heaviness of the story in the album lingered for a long time, and even as soon as Du Yan closed his eyes, he couldn't escape the feeling of despair to suffocation.

The night is getting darker.

In the dream, the black mist rushed towards him like a ghost, Du Yan ran forward with all his might, he couldn't see anything clearly in the dim and dark fog, and while gasping for air, he struggled to drag his tired body and try to get out of this endless darkness.

After a while, someone said with disgust in his eyes, "Qiao Jin'an, why are you so ghostly?" ”

After a while, someone said, "This is my brother's life-saving money, how can you give it to him?!! ”

After a while, there was a childish child's voice, small, soft, calling my brother

Du Yan closed his eyes like a nightmare, frowned, and shivered on the bed with a circle of cold sweat on his forehead.

When Gu Chen came back in the middle of the night, he found him trembling and curled up on the bed in a cold sweat, and walked up and touched his forehead, which was hot and scary.

Frowning, Gu Chen called the family doctor and turned around and went to the guest room.

The next day, Du Yan woke up with his sore head, only to feel sticky and greasy, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The scene in the dream had dissipated, but the feeling left behind still made him tired.

Enduring the discomfort all over his body, Du Yan just wanted to get out of bed and rinse up, when he heard the sound of the two talking outside the bedroom.

"Isn't it just a little star, what's there to see?"

The unruly young man's voice was a little disdainful, and the doorknob turned half a circle and was pressed down, as if he was about to push the door open, but was blocked again.

"Get out."

"Cousin~" The young man stretched out the tail note with a glutinous coquettishness, but the people outside the door seemed unmoved.

There was silence outside the bedroom for a while, and then there was a cold snort from the young man.

The sound of clackling footsteps left, Gu Chen opened the door, and saw Du Yanyi standing on the side of the bed unbuttoning his pajamas.

"Woke up."

"Hmm." Du Yan pinched the button that had just been untied with one finger, hesitated for a moment, and quietly buttoned it again.

Gu Chen glanced at him, pulled the door and turned to go out.

Du Yanyi stood by the bed for a while, unable to hold his dizziness, and didn't want to lie down in the quilt sticky, so he had to take clean clothes and walk into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, the housekeeping had already come, and the sheets and covers were changed one by one.

The curtains were opened, sunlight poured down through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a bowl of millet porridge was placed on the table next to it, which was shrouded in sunlight.

Taking a bath to wash away the fatigue of his body, Du Yan looked at the millet porridge that turned out a soft light in the sun, and his stomach was 'gurgling'.

Fortunately, he was alone in the bedroom, Du Yanyi reached out and pressed his stomach with a faint ache, and walked over on the soft wool carpet.

At noon, the warm sun made people drowsy, and Du Yan was reluctant to leave after scooping up the porridge one by one, so he simply spread his hands and collapsed on the table to continue basking in the sun.

The residual memories of Qiao Jin'an in the dream gradually dissipated, and Du Yan didn't want to move at all.

When he was about to fall asleep, suddenly a crackling footsteps came to this side.

As soon as Du Yan raised his head, the bedrooms were knocked open!

"Jin'an, why don't you answer the phone!" Assistant Yang stood outside the door, with a string of small beads of sweat on his forehead.

Du Yan looked at her anxious expression, a spirit, and suddenly remembered something.

I swept around the bedroom, picked up my phone from the bedside table and looked at it, only to find that it had been turned off at some point.

Turning on the mobile phone, Du Yanyi went directly to Weibo without hesitation, clicked on it, and sure enough, because of today's absenteeism, he was pulled out of the group wheel again.

Assistant Yang was stunned for a moment when he watched his movements, and when he came up and saw the webpage he was scrolling through, he became worried again.

"These people are full of food and have nothing to support, full of guns, ignore them"

Du Yan narrowed his eyes, closed his mobile phone and said 'um' obediently.

Assistant Yang complained that he didn't go to the crew, and he suddenly couldn't speak.

The two of you, you looked at me pitifully, I looked at you obediently and innocently, and for a while, I was interrupted by Gu **oss who pushed the door in.

"Just communicated with Director Tang, let Xiao An rest for a few more days, and you will come and pick him up next week."