It was very novel for Yun Nan to fall in love for the first time. This feeling was different from the stage when he had a good impression of Gong Cheng and admired him before. He often tossed and turned in bed, wanting to call the other party, maybe meet, or listen to the sound.

"I don't understand why people want to fall in love. Love is obviously just a hormone, and its ingredient is some adrenaline dopamine, but people are controlled to get hot, worry about gains and losses, and blur themselves. In fact, love has no practical use except reproduction." - This sentence was what Yu Nan said to Qin Lefeng in the past.

Now he has experienced the feeling of being controlled by hormones in person, and only then does he realize that he is unable to stop being in it.

Several times, he dreamed of Mr. Gong kissing him.

When he woke up, his heart was pounding. The teenager's uncontrollable physiological reactions told him that he wanted to get close.

"If you want to fight, just hit him." Qin Lefeng said speechlessly when he saw him hesitating, "I'm so rude. What are you afraid of after kissing him? Do he really think that you have poor kissing skills?"

Yu Nan blushed: "I haven't told him that."

Qin Lefeng taught him: "Baby Yu, you will let him know one day. If he can't accept it, stop the loss in time. If he can accept it, you will do things happier than kissing."

Yun Nan asked: "Do you mean to do AI?"

Qin Lefeng was drinking water and almost choked to death: "Can you not be so serious about speaking the yellow voice?"

Yu Nan's face turned redder and he was a little dissatisfied: "Or what else is it? You said it more directly in front of me. A few days ago, you said Shi Xin is a scumbag, and his only advantage is that he has a great job."

Qin Lefeng was about to kneel down: "Damn it, I was wrong. I shouldn't talk about restricted topics to you, Mr. Yu, please stop talking about it, okay?"

Yun Nan didn't care: "I'm not a child."

After saying that, he continued to stare at the name on his phone.

Mr. Gong said that he liked him well, and he also said that he didn't like something else in him.

He was hesitant and brave. He had never known that people's love was not Plato, but he could not imagine Gong Cheng's expression of disgust towards him. What should he do? This was an unbearable torture for the nineteen-year-old Yun Nan.

This week, he lost contact with Gong Cheng.

He did not take the initiative to contact him, nor did he call him.

Passively arrived on Thursday with anticipation, Xiao Zhou called him and told him: "Today's part-time job has been cancelled, you don't have to come here specially."

Yun Nan had actually arrived at the door of the gallery and was puzzled: "Why?"

Xiao Zhou said tactfully: "Mr. Gong is very busy. If you have time, I will notify you."

The gallery staff knew Yun Nan, and when he saw him coming, they invited him into the studio to let him rest.

One-third of the unfinished oil paintings were left in front of the window. The last time Yu Nan and Gong Cheng were painting and chatting here was the night when he went to the bar and was injured.

The tall vase in the corner was filled with fresh roses, pink Versailles, just like the past few times. This was Gong Cheng’s favorite variety, but the person who should come did not come.

Yu Nan touched the petals with his hands and said a little disappointedly: "Have Mr. Gong not come recently?"

Seeing that he hadn't come for several weeks, the employee thought his painting skills were not satisfactory enough, so he probably wanted to lose his job. He comforted him and said, "Mr. Gong is a busy man and would never come to the gallery once a year before. It is common to cancel the arrangement temporarily. Don't think too much. Even if you don't want to draw in the future, the reward will definitely not be paid in less."

Yu Nan accidentally pulled off a petal in his hand: "Don't I draw it?"

The employee said: "Don't be sad. That painting is very important to Mr. Gong. You are still young and can be honed well. There are more opportunities for part-time jobs in the future."

Yun Nan was a little panicked.

He didn't understand what was going on in his hair and why it was like this.

Standing on the street, he couldn't take care of so much and called Gong Cheng directly, but the other party didn't answer.

All morning on Saturday, Yun Nan was a little silent.

"Yun Nan, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Feng Zirui asked during the break.

Yun Nan shook his head: "No."

This is the last week of wall painting for Yu Nanlai. They will complete the rest before Tuesday, which means that for Feng Zirui, there is no appropriate reason to meet Yu Nan in the future, unless they wait until they come back to learn motorcycles.

Yun Nan was wearing a white T-shirt, sweating in the tip of his nose under the scorching sun, the ends of his hair were a little wet, and his beautiful eyes were listless.

Feng Zirui felt sorry for him and bought a bottle of ice water: "Give it, be careful not to have heatstroke."

"Thank you." Yu Nan took it, but was not in a hurry to drink, but sighed instead.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zirui sat down next to him, put his long arms on his knees, tall and big.

Yun Nan is not a short person, but he looks small against his backdrop. He seems to be able to pick it up and put it on his legs at any time to comfort him.

Feng Zirui didn't know that someone had done this.

Yun Nan turned his head and said worriedly: "Senior, I seem to be in love."

Feng Zirui: "..."

Feng Zirui always thought that Yu Nan was simple and ignorant, so he knew nothing about his hints and pursuits. Who knew that the other party was shocked when he came, and he almost suspected that he was a fool. Fortunately, what Yu Nan said was "a broken heart", does it mean that he was not in vain?

Feng Zirui asked sourly: "Do you have someone you like?"

Yu Nan nodded: "Yes."

Feng Zirui was in a very complicated mood: "Who is it? It's from your department? Where have you developed?"

Yun Nan said: "No, he is much older than me, we took the kiss."

Feng Zirui's face suddenly became ugly: "..."

He can't continue asking now.

Yun Nan didn't continue, and sat quietly for a while, looking a little dazed, as if he just wanted to talk about this, but did not want to get advice or help. Soon, he put down the bottle of water and climbed up the ladder again to prepare to continue working.

Feng Zirui's words stuck in his throat and he called him impulsively: "Yun Nan!"

"Hmm?" Yu Nan turned around, stepped on the empty foot, and fell backwards from the ladder.

"careful!!"

He said this quickly, Feng Zirui stood up quickly and held the person from his waist.

Yu Nan panicked and stabilized his body. Feng Zirui was stunned for a second, and suddenly let go of his hand as if he was burned.

He took a few steps back, looking surprised: "You??"

The back of Yu Nan's T-shirt was climbing up from the movement just now, revealing a piece of skin. He stood on the ladder, his face flushed, and he sorted out his clothes himself.

After a long time, I said, "Sorry."

Feng Zirui hasn't recovered yet.

Yun Nan paused, not knowing what to say, so he picked up the paint bucket hanging on the ladder again and continued to draw without saying a word. He was ready to deal with the next inquiry, but Feng Zirui stood for only a few seconds, then said "It's okay", and walked away quickly.

Yu Nan closed his eyes and let go. When his hand fell, he realized that he was shaking a little.

He didn't want to discuss this with others, and it attracted irrelevant sympathy.

The two of them didn't talk a little more throughout the afternoon. Everyone just thought they were busy rushing to make progress, so Feng Zirui had no time to flirt with Yu Nan.

Yu Nan did not show any abnormality. When asked, he talked as usual. When he didn't speak, he was as silent as before. When the sun gradually set, he asked: "Crazy, do you want to send the little cutie back to school today?"

Feng Zirui didn't say anything.

Another person said: "Didn't you see that Yu Nan has left long ago? I'll give me a hair."

Only then did Feng Zirui realize that Yu Nan was no longer visible, and the only place he had been left with neatly tidy paints and tools.

Seeing that Feng Zirui was defeated, the group of people laughed for a while.

Someone patted his shoulder and said, "What's wrong? Did you confess your confession be rejected and slapped in the face? You said you must be able to do it!"

Feng Zirui had a dark face: "I'm the fuck because-"

"Why?" the man mocked, "Because I have been dedicated for so long, I have bought exhibition tickets at a high price, and I have received and delivered them every day. I am still a high-rise flower without any desires and no desires. I don't like you?"

Feng Zirui swallowed the words back and beat the bad friend around: "Get out, who said that the confession was rejected? I haven't confessed yet."

He stood there thinking for a while, gritted his teeth, cursed "Damn it", suddenly grabbed the motorcycle keys, and rushed out like a gust of wind.

Yu Nan walked not far, and before he even walked out of the square between the trees and Tiancheng, he heard Feng Zirui calling him: "Yu Nan!"

He stood firm: "Senior?"

Feng Zirui ran away and stopped and panted: "You, why didn't you wait for me? Didn't you agree to take my car?"

Yun Nan lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

He thought Feng Zirui's reaction this afternoon had already shown his attitude, and he didn't want to interact with him very much. He was not without friends because of these, so of course he would not be disgusted with him. After all, that was not a source of infection. But this is how human nature is. Once he finds that something is very different from his imagination, his attitude will be completely different. Yu Nan doesn't want to feel the process of slowly being alienated by his friends.

"I'll go back by myself." Yun Nan said.

Feng Zirui grabbed his wrist and said, "Let's go, with me, I have something to say to you."

Yun Nan couldn't resist him, so he had to follow him to the parking lot.

Going down to the second floor, the coolness of the parking lot soothes Feng Zirui's anxiety. He never dreamed that Yu Nan had such a secret. Now, seeing how delicate Yu Nan's face is, it feels so ironic.

But others don’t know about such a secret. As long as he can take Yu Nan, he will still make others envious, and it doesn’t mean that he has been chasing him for so long and is still disgraceful. More importantly, Yu Nan is indeed very suitable for his appetite. Even if he feels tired or disgusted in the future, he will not think so much now.

The black motorcycle stood quietly in place. Feng Zirui did not rush to take his helmet and asked first: "You said today, are you heartbroken?"

Yun Nan didn't expect him to ask this and nodded: "Yes."

After thinking about it, he said, "Actually, I'm not sure. I haven't contacted him recently. Senior, do you have any way to help me?"

Feng Zirui was about to laugh angrily: "Yu Nan, do you really don't understand or do you don't understand?"

Yu Nan really doesn't understand: "What?"

A black extended sedan drove into the parking lot, and the two were in a way, so the car flashed the lights at them.

Both of them narrowed their eyes by the lights, and the front of the car passed by. Feng Zirui pulled Yu Nan closer, almost closing his chest.
Chapter completed!