january love

29

The last day

The next day Duanmu Lianwo finished drawing the last postcard in Ye Qing's office, the process was not too tangled, and he finished the finale card smoothly in one go.

He used the composition that Ye Qing drew casually yesterday, the green shoots broke through the snow and drilled out of the treetops, the birds circling and chirping southward trying to wake up the sleeping bear in the cave.

Spring is approaching and the snow is still there, but it is a pity that he and Ye Qing will forget each other in the twelfth lunar month when the auspicious snow is flying until the next spring.

After finishing the final adjustments, Duanmulian handed over the manuscript to Ye Qing for review, and then took it to the copy room to scan and file it. After that, he didn't have to worry about the work of the American editor. He pulled out the backup U disk and heaved a sigh of relief. It was considered finished. The task of this month is not easy at all.

Today is the last afternoon of staying in Yezhou. After checking all the work that needs to be handed over, he strolled to the editorial department. A few girls have already opened the document they just received and are using the computer to edit and add words. Seeing him coming It's a good-looking painting.

Duanmulian touched his nose and said shyly what was there, and by the way patiently pointed out the areas that needed to be repaired.

He walked around the office a few times, and after getting acquainted with each other, this group of lively and cheerful girls did not regard him as a superior at all, and made a few jokes from time to time, he couldn't stand the girls teasing and could only giggle with them.

One of the girls joked, "You and Mr. Ye have such a good relationship, so don't tell us about it."

Duanmulian pretended to be regretful, "I guess there is no chance to file a complaint. I have to pack up and leave tomorrow. I came here to bid farewell to everyone."

As soon as this remark came out, the little girls in the audience were in an uproar, and after whispering, they even united the front to persuade him to change jobs and come to Yezhou.

A few girls complained to him regretfully, they had never seen Ye Qing with such a good temper in the company for many years, and he had to hold his breath to live in various departments, Duanmulian didn't know how to respond, so he scratched his head and laughed perfunctorily thing.

Duanmulian came out of the editorial department, and just happened to be free to visit Ye Qing's company up and down, taking advantage of the fact that he still had a position to walk on the path that this man walked, he knew it was a bit stupid to do so, but he still couldn't help it Strolling around, he felt that this was Ye Qing's work environment, and he also wanted to blend in and have a look.

After wandering around for a long time before remembering to raise his hand to look at his watch, Duan Mulian slipped into the tea room with a dark face and made Ye Qing a cup of coffee silently praying that he would not be counted as absent from work the day before his departure.

Ye Qing took the coffee he handed over and wrapped him in his arms, he said: "No one can make such coffee as I like except you."

Duanmulian deliberately ignored the deep meaning of the leader's words, and said, "How about I write you a prescription and send someone to the tea room for mass production?"

"It's different."

"It doesn't make sense."

Duanmulian bravely scraped the tip of his boss's nose like Ye Qing used to do to him.

Then they came home from get off work and had the last dinner together, both of them had their own worries and hurriedly finished eating and went back to the room, Ye Qing supported his head in front of the desk to watch Duanmulian pack up his things.

Watching the traces of this guy's life slowly diminish, I feel uncomfortable. Duanmulian doesn't have many things, and a backpack is just full.

Ye Qing got up and opened the closet and took out the clothes they bought when they were dating not long ago and folded them one by one. When Duan Mulian saw the cartoon-patterned sweater, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Ye Qing, you have really bad taste."

"It suits you very well." Ye Qing picked up the dress and gestured at Duanmu Lian, and said: "It happens that I don't go to work tomorrow, so I'll wear this."

"Then why don't you feel ashamed walking by my side?"

"I like it."

"Then do you like clothes or me?"

Duanmulian himself was taken aback by the sudden blurt of this, before Ye Qing could respond, he hurriedly changed the subject to smooth things over, "Hey, look at my mouth... I was just joking. It seems that it's almost done. Ye Qing, don't be dazed, it's getting late, go take a shower."

Duanmu Lian made a grimace at Ye Qing, took something to get into the bathroom, closed the door and quickly covered his hot cheeks to cool down, regretting that the abrupt words just now were too thoughtless, he shook his head and thought about it, anyway, Tomorrow, it will be broken up in two. This relationship is already a death sentence, so why care so much.

He took a slow shower, buttoned his clothes and went out to see Ye Qing leaning on the railing of the balcony smoking a cigarette. After living with this man for a month, he had only seen a cigarette case in his pocket. He thought it was just a place for entertainment It was the first time I saw him put a cigarette in his mouth.

With his back facing him, Ye Qing swallowed the clouds and looked at the endlessly flowing road in the distance, it seemed that his hair was still dripping after taking a shower.

Duanmulian walked into the study room, took out a framed painting from under a pile of drawing papers and returned to the bedroom, he hid the painting behind him, walked to the balcony and planted it on Ye Qing's back.

He buried his face in the man's soft bathrobe and smelled the faint fragrance, and asked sullenly, "Why are you smoking?"

Seeing him coming, Ye Qing immediately put out his cigarette, took a sip from the wine glass beside him, and said nonchalantly, "Think about something."

Duanmulian didn't expect that the man poured all the wine, he was totally different from the self-restraining and prudent Ye Qing he knew, on the contrary, he was a bit decadent, he tried not to guess the reason for the other's uncharacteristic behavior, and rubbed the man's back in a flattering manner .

"Ye Qing, I have something for you."

Ye Qing turned around when he heard the words, and saw Duanmulian smiling at him holding a painting, as shy as when he first met him, in the painting is a sunflower in full bloom, facing the light and stretching every petal, even You can also feel the bright and jumping colors at night, as if the enthusiasm that is about to be expressed is like some unspeakable feelings, all of which are vaguely displayed on this small piece of paper.

Ye Qing took the picture frame and hugged Duanmulian together in his arms, rubbed his chin against the guy's hair that was not completely dry, and raised a smile that his lover couldn't see, he said: "You are really good at pleasing me. "

Duanmulian was noncommittal, he got out of his embrace to get the wine glass that was put aside, he was about to pour his head up but was kissed by Ye Qing, he tasted the smell of tobacco and wine in Ye Qing's mouth, the other just nibbled his soft chin The lips withdraw slowly.

Ye Qing looked at Duanmu Lian's bright/red lips and felt his throat dry/thirst, he said: "This wine is too strong, you can't drink it."

Duanmulian blushed and murmured that he thought he was stingy, and mustered up the courage to tiptoe and buried the man's neck and kissed him lightly.

Ye Qing has never seen Duanmulian be so proactive. Ye Qing's breath was stagnant, he drank most of the glass of wine and caressed his waist, Duanmulian's hot breath gushed against the side of his neck, making his heart itch unbearably.

Ye Qing pulled him away, met those dodging eyes and said, "You seduce/seduce me?"

Most of Duanmulian's ears were red, he suppressed the thought of avoiding, he couldn't hide the nervousness in his heart, he put his arms around Ye Qing stiffly, he raised his head but didn't dare to look into the man's eyes, and whispered: "You can ……do what you want."