In the dark night, the airport was brightly lit, Li Ran came out of the hall, pulled two suitcases, took a taxi and stayed at the hotel, looked at the watch It was already one o'clock at night, and after taking a shower, he slept all day and night, until he woke up the next morning and turned his head to look out the window, and the sun shone directly on the round table. He stretched, took a deep breath of domestic air, exhaled all his burdens, and made sure he was home.

The chest floated together and seemed to be sucking in the bright light, as long as he woke up, he would have to assess the present world, Li Ran looked out the window in a daze. However, he is much calmer now. It was a little cold when I walked to the window and looked for the sun, but it was blocked. Put on a T-shirt and walk into the bathroom, the sound of water sounded for a long time, Li Ran patted his prosperous face in the mirror, turned his head left and right to make sure it was a demon, and then his narcissistic expression froze in the mirror, didn't he want to be a tough guy? Very steel eyes? The slap ended the morning grooming time.

Li Ran went downstairs to the cafeteria, put some rice and shrimp on the plate, held soy milk, and found a position by the window, he sat there and looked out of the window thoughtfully.

"Eat so little? Don't have an appetite? The sudden inquiry made Li Ran look up and see a man in sportswear with some wet clothes on his chest. Seeing him put breakfast on the table, he sat down.

"I just got up, I can't eat."

"On a business trip?"

"Just returned home."

"What major?"

"Philosophy". Li Ran looked at the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyebrows rose.

"Which philosopher do you like?"

"Chen Haonan." The four eyes looked at each other on the table, and Li Ran raised his eyebrows. It's really unbeaten, this girl will be rewarded.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Qin Minglei, from Zhejiang, what about you?"

"Li Ran, a native of Beijing."

"Is there anything on schedule for today?" The mobile phone vibrated in Qin Minglei's pocket, and he didn't have time to answer it.

"I want to go to Swan Lake."

"I'll send you there, drop by!" Qin Minglei lowered his head and picked up the sandwich and took a big bite, and he swallowed the sandwich. Qin Minglei looked up at Li Ran, watched him hide his longing eyes, put the soy milk to his lips, and withdrew as soon as he touched the cup, his brows furrowed.

"No, I still have to go to the mall to buy something." Heading to the mall early in the morning? The mall was opened, and it opened early enough. Qin Minglei put down the sandwich and nodded. On the other side, Li Ran exhaled a long breath, Qin Minglei smiled calmly, took out his mobile phone and finally connected it.

"Mr. Qin, breakfast is ready for you."

"No need". Starve you to death, Mo Xiaoqin heard the boss hang up the phone, and gave him another over-the-shoulder fall in his heart.

Qin Minglei put his mobile phone on the table, his thief heart did not die, and he had the courage to go on a date: "Today, there is an art exhibition on Zhixing East Road, have you heard of Yang Qun?" ”

"The one who doesn't have a work, and still runs the train with a mouth?"

"Why doesn't he have a work? There are works. ”

"That kind of work is just a painting of flowers."

"What do you mean?"

"Lack of imagination, single expression."

"That's because you don't know him, today is his first art exhibition, there are more than 30 works, like Yang Qun himself said, some of the paintings are the narrative of his life, don't you want to see it? Maybe you'll like his paintings."

"I'm curious?" Li Ran wanted to speak and stopped.

"You say". Qin Minglei listened carefully to the other party's explanation.

"Is he selling paintings, or is he selling himself? I don't have a hobby of peeping into other people's lives. Yang Qun is not very old, can marketing not be so old, where did he just go, and he was born? Does he himself feel that his paintings are unimaginative and boring, so he will sell his feelings like this? ”

When Qin Minglei heard this, he was speechless for a moment, but how could he say that, how could he say that? Qin Minglei was in the nature of a big man who couldn't lose, so he still had to say firmly: "You don't know Yang Qun." ”

Qin Minglei doesn't want to eat breakfast anymore, what has this girl experienced in front of her? So aggressive? Or do you want to bomb him away? Qin Minglei suddenly felt that he was a little cheap, rejected, and said to be a voyeur? Also attack your own friends! The dignified president of Lanzi was crushed and had no power to fight back? Speaking of which, is there still a place for him to stand in Guangzhou?

"Mr. Qin, eat slowly, I'll eat well, and I'll miss you." You haven't gotten angry yet, what are you going? Qin Minglei lowered his head, his thumb held the sandwich that he was not going to eat, and felt that others walked by indifferently, for Qin Minglei, Li Ran was like a cold wind at this moment. Qin Minglei took a sip of soy milk and drank it carefully, letting the warmth flow down so that he could warm up.

Mo Xiaoqin saw the boss's lost face not far away, was he losing his soul? Mo Xiaoqin walked to the boss's side, and just wanted to be gentle, she heard a thunder in her ears.

"You have a holiday today, give me the car keys". Why are women so out of place now? You can't be too angry when you are blind. Mo Xiaoqin took out the key from her bag with an embarrassed expression.

"Be careful on the road". Qin Minglei ignored her directly, took the key, and went directly to the underground parking lot. The vehicle with Qin Minglei's breath slowly passed by Li Ran, not making too much nostalgia.

The street was sparsely populated, and it was still early, Qin Minglei set up a car to Yunfan Community, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find a parking space, and now his mind was full of Li Ran's tired expression. Absent-minded people can't even find a parking space. Fortunately, someone wanted to go out and moved the car out, Qin Minglei stopped in and walked upstairs quickly.

"Chen Jie, it's me, open the door." Qin Minglei stood at the door and waited, lighting a cigarette.

"Smoking is prohibited in the hallway". Qin Minglei turned around, an eldest sister came up from downstairs, carrying breakfast in her hand, looking at him viciously, Qin Minglei actually snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and knocked on the door impatiently.

"Chen Jie, open the door." doo

It opened, and the feeling of the penalty station disappeared.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Isn't Chen Jie at home, Auntie?"

"You still call me aunt at such an age?"

"......" Qin Minglei doesn't know how to communicate with women, and will only use money to smash it.

"He just went out". Qin Minglei just remembered that it seemed to be Chen Jie who moved the car, and his memory was so poor, Qin Minglei turned around and went downstairs to call Chen Jie's phone and get into the car.

"Mr. Qin, so early?"

"I'm at your house, where have I been?"

"What about eating?"

"When did that auntie of yours come?"

"It's been a month, part-time work, she left at noon, and came over on Saturday to clean up."

"You're going to drive there for dinner?"

"Pick up your girlfriend and eat together"

"Don't forget the art exhibition, go directly to Yang Qun"

"I can't forget it, Mr. Qin". Chen Jie hung up the phone and looked at the ice sculpture sitting opposite, at a loss, this one is even more difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Qin and Yang Qun are dating?" The deep voice made Chen Jie's tone of reply more cautious.

"That's not possible, Mr. Qin is not sensible, and he can't use this kind of thing to block the chairman."

"Mr. Qin has been in contact with him a lot recently, and now Mr. Qin's people are a little worried."

"Mr. Qin and Yang Qun have been in contact more frequently, this is all business, to be honest, Mr. Qin is more enthusiastic about painting than about people."

"Mr. Qin used to paint."

"Why don't you paint now?" As soon as Chen Jie asked, he felt that he was a little abrupt, and quickly closed his mouth.

"His father didn't like it. Slowly stop painting, why did Mr. Qin suddenly go to your house today? ”

"We made an appointment to go to see Yang Qun's painting exhibition together, and it didn't start until two o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Qin should know that you are here."

"Mr. Qin looks at me quite tightly."

"After all, what happened last time, Mr. Qin had palpitations"

"How's Momo doing?"

"I've been working in my hometown since I got married, and Mr. Qin has completely broken off with her."

"That's good, let's call in the future"

"It's okay to send WeChat, and I'll give you a back when the time comes." The ice sculpture stood up, Chen Jie looked at his departing back, and looked out of the door. thought that his future girlfriend Chen Jie would be the secretary of the general manager of Daqin, Meng Hui.

The trick was given to President Qin, and this heart was in dire straits, which made Chen Jie eat another drawer of small buns. Fortunately, he is not like a woman, he eats when he is under pressure, and eats as a pig. Chen Jie didn't dare to think about the result of eating inside and out.

"Boss has another cheong fun".

Qin Minglei drove to Zhixing South Road, which is an art district, surrounded by commercial real estate, and the artistic atmosphere seems to fill money with content, colors, words, and sculptures. Residential buildings surround these money and art, forming a circle waiting to be hunted.

Qin Minglei is still in love with painting, appreciating it as a shocking soul, the material will dissipate, a moment of gentleness and remnants of the world, of course, it can also be gloomy, angry, cute, a moment of dissipation of emotions, let it stay on the paper, Qin Minglei knows, only it can cross time to meet someone in the future, we don't know, the same mind, the same situation. He understands that his paintings do not resonate with anyone, because he is resonated, literature saves useless people, and painting should not be just sunflowers. He remembered that Yang Qun had said that he would hold on to these paintings, these were himself and others, the soul he had slept for too long, the thin soul, and the soul who couldn't walk. It was only after Qin Minglei came into contact with Yang Qun that he gained a new understanding of painting, which is another form of dissemination of literature.

Qin Minglei was in a daze in the car, and the voice of WeChat cut off his thoughts.

"Have you arrived?"

"Arrived"

"Come to the top". Qin Minglei got out of the car, looked for an elevator in the parking lot, patrolled while walking, and actually saw the heart ape in the morning in the parking lot.

The heart ape is talking to another person in the car, and it should be a girlfriend. Qin Minglei saw Li Ran tightly locking his eyebrows and shaking his head, as if he was refusing something, Qin Minglei walked over and knocked on the car window.

"Need help?" Li Ran turned his head and looked out the window to see a familiar face, after a short memory, Li Ran remembered him, wasn't her rejection obvious enough?

"Thanks, no need, you're busy." Immediately Li Ran closed the window, and the two people in the car fell silent, as if they were waiting for Qin Minglei to leave, obviously the two of them had not yet negotiated the matter, Li Ran looked at the background of Qin Minglei's departure and glared at him.

"Li Ran, you have to help me". The girlfriend in the car asked in a panic.

"Judging from the conversation between the two of you, he doesn't love you at all." Li Ran flipped through his best friend's mobile phone and announced this fact.