How long a life is, more than 30,000 days.

When this number was placed in front of him, Qin Guanglin's heart suddenly tightened.

It seems like...... It's quite short-lived.

Now in my twenties, except for one-third of sleeping and one-third of going to work, the rest of the time that can really be used freely is only a few thousand days.

"When you do the math, I feel like time is running out."

Qin Guanglin was frightened by the results he had calculated.

"Bah, why does anything taste bad when it comes to your mouth?" Why don't you lower your head and mumble dissatisfiedly.

"Where has changed...... Don't use math to calculate how long you live, we still have many years together, work hard now, and it will be easier in the future......" Qin Guanglin pinched the soft flesh and said slowly, bowed his head and kissed her and asked, "I found that you are getting smaller and smaller, what's the matter?" Well? ”

He couldn't remember when he started to be so clingy...... It seems that it has always been like this, and it seems that it is not, so unconsciously it has become like this, nestled in his arms like a kitten and said that he wants to be together.

"Where are the little women...... Turn off the lights, I'm going to sleep, anyway, you remember, I just said that I will be at most New Year's Day, and if I am still so busy after New Year's Day, don't touch me. ”

"Okay, definitely, I don't want you to wait so late every day." Qin Guanglin got up and turned off the light in the bedroom, didn't lie back, squatted at the end of the bed and stroked her feet, "You said that one day is less, do you want to ......do it in time?"

"No, didn't you say that you would wait until you were healed?"

"I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch right now, and I'm in surprisingly good shape."

"Go, go, go to sleep...... Don't make a fuss. Why don't you twist your body and hum: "I'm very sleepy, go to bed quickly, and wait until the injury is healed." ”

Qin Guanglin doesn't do it, now at this age, I can't wait to do it day and night, from the end of September to the seven days of the National Day, I haven't touched it, and occasionally I was deliberately teased by her a few times, I have long wanted to arch it after returning from my father-in-law's house, what hurts or not, the wound is on the head and not on the waist.

"It's done, I'll prove it to you."

"Well, don't ......"

……

That's it.

Qin Guanglin leaned on the head of the bed and didn't feel much sleep, why not lie down on the side and fall asleep tiredly, he put his hand on He Yan's back, feeling the slippery touch, and suddenly had some enlightenment.

In fact, he doesn't control anything, it's just pure lust.

It's just that he is hungry for Teacher He's body, and he is hungry for everything.

Quietly reminiscing about the afterglow of just now, the energetic Qin Guanglin was a little nervous, turned his head to look at He's sleeping face, helped her tuck the quilt corner without disturbing her rest, and quietly put on his pajamas and sat down at the desk to turn on the computer.

In the next few months, it is estimated that I will often work overtime until eight or nine o'clock like today, and I don't have time to get the manuscript matter, so I can only suspend the order first.

The subjectivity of art is very strong, some people can pay tens of thousands to buy a work, if you can't look at it, no one will buy a hundred yuan, like the landscape in the rain painted before, it is still hanging and not sold, and can only passively ask for manuscripts to paint some commercial paintings according to customer requirements.

It's too much worse than a manga.

The core of the comic is the story, and then the style of painting and the like, the company provides a good script, he provides the craft, the combination of the two does not need to be troublesome at all, only time is needed to make the work, it is naturally a boutique, and then it is promoted according to the traffic, without worrying about making no money.

Both the two are too different in terms of income and stability.

After finishing everything, it was already past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Qin Guanglin opened his mouth and yawned, turned off the computer lightly, got into the quilt and rubbed the fragrant body twice, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

A dreamless night.

Maybe it was because he had absorbed enough vitality, why didn't he wake up earlier than Qin Guanglin in the morning, closed his eyes and kept warm in his arms for a while, before he raised his head and leaned over to kiss him, then carefully opened his arm and slowly got up from the bed, pulled the pajamas from the corner of the bed and put them on his body, got out of the bed to go to the bathroom, yawned and took out the eggs from the refrigerator, and opened the fire to fry the eggs.

Qin Guanglin has never mastered the skill of omelette, either breaking it up or turning it over, he simply doesn't waste ingredients anymore, if he gets up early, he goes downstairs to buy a ready-made breakfast, steamed buns, fritters, soy milk, millet porridge, if it is why not get up early, it is simply two fried eggs and a carton of milk.

The sound of the kitchen came into the bedroom, and Qin Guanglin touched the unfamiliar touch next to him with his backhand, before he opened his eyes and sat up, and after waking up for a while, he pulled his slippers and went out to wash.

"Do you have any late-night snacks when you work overtime? If you come back late, I'll make you some soup or something in the evening. ”

Why don't you want him to come back late every day, but things are already like this, and if you can't persuade him, you can only support it.

What else can I do? A fight? That's not what she wants.

"Uh-huh, yes, there will be supper when you work overtime."

"Then you eat more, don't save money for your stinky boss."

"Don't save him money, don't worry...... Woohoo woo ”

Qin Guanglin rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, leaned over and took a bite on her face, and didn't defend the boss, just be angry, anyway, a piece of meat is indispensable.

"Eh, you're ...... Garlic sprouts, right? Will it really bloom? He sat on the sofa and looked left and right, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he curiously walked to the corner of the living room and squatted down to take a serious look at the flower that he had nicknamed a leek.

When he helped water in August, the leaves had dried up, and he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect to look at it now, the leaves did not grow half of them, but a green stem was pulled out of the soil, and the top was bulging like a bud.

"What?" Why didn't he be stunned, and when he turned around and saw him squatting there, his heart suddenly jumped, turned off the fire and ran out, looking at the bud in the flower pot in a daze.

"You haven't seen it either?"

Qin Guanglin looked at her and asked, then looked back at the flower pot, "Wait and see, it didn't bloom anyway, and the eggs were scorched for a while." ”

"Oh."

"We're still betting on it, aren't we? It looks like I'm losing, so let's say what you want me to do, and I'll definitely fulfill your wishes. He paused and added: "In addition to resigning, resigning now is too bad for my character, and I can't help it, the boss is so good to me, teaching me a lot of things, I can't say it if I drop a chain at a critical moment." ”

"We'll talk about it later." Why don't you frown slightly and go back to the kitchen, see that the omelette is almost ready, pick it up with tweezers and put it on the plate, and your eyes can't help but fall on the pot of lycoris in the corner.

How did it bloom?

"What are you thinking?"

Qin Guanglin's voice brought her back to her senses, and she picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite of the fried egg as if nothing happened, "This flower...... When did it grow? ”

"I don't know, I just saw it—that's when it blooms, right?"

"......" He paused, glanced sideways at the flower pot over there, and nodded: "That's right, it's usually September and October...... The climate in Los Angeles is probably the flowering in October. ”

Normal lycoris blooms at this time, but this plant blooms abnormally...... Wrong.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, remembering what she had ignored before.

It doesn't open for ten years, but it blooms in the middle of summer.

The last time was abnormal, how can there be a June-flowering lycoris in Los Angeles?