Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 265: : Never draw anymore

"I found you seem to be tired."

At the entrance of the school, why not open the door and notice that Qin Guanglin is not in good condition.

To be precise, it has not been very good for the past week, Chen Rui can tell at a glance, because it has been a long time.

The reason why she only found out now is because the two people are together all day and are a little slow to discover this gradual change.

"Are you there?" Qin Guanglin randomly took a look in the rearview mirror, "I didn't find it. Come up quickly."

Why didn't he come in, shook his head and detoured from the front of the car to the other side of the car door, saying: "Let me drive."

"Yes."

Qin Guanglin didn't refuse either. Why not his car skills are much better than he thought. Although he doesn't drive often, he is more stable than some familiar hands-he has both the experience of the familiar and the caution of the novice.

The car drove steadily away from the entrance of the school and drove towards home. There was soothing music in the car. Qin Guanglin closed his eyes and calmed down. Why didn't he bother him when he saw him, and drove quietly without making a sound.

Dipling dongling dong...

At the intersection of Nanfei, a string of bells rang to wake the sleepy Qin Guanglin.

"Hello?...oh, it's on Nanfei Road, I'm here...well...did you see that broken phone booth? Yes, it's over here."

A few short conversations, why not have the car already parked, and seeing him hang up, he unfastened his seat belt and asked casually: "Who?"

"The express delivery, maybe a newcomer, even the way...Here, here comes."

Qin Guanglin raised his chin to indicate that a dilapidated three-wheeled electric vehicle came from the other side and quickly stopped next to the broken phone booth he said.

"Here!"

He waved his hand, the tricycle restarted, and walked several hundred meters to come to him.

"Mr. Qin, right...you sign for it." The courier took a flat cardboard box from the car and handed it out.

Why watch them curiously after the handover, while going upstairs, looking at the cardboard box under his elbow, "What is this?"

"Part of the surprise."

"...take a break and wait until the weekend after tomorrow."

"No, you can take a good rest on weekends."

Qin Guanglin is very stubborn, so there is nothing he can do about it. He put his bags at home, went out to buy vegetables, and then returned to Qin’s house to cook with Qin’s mother. Qin Guanglin plunged into the studio again and waited until he came out to eat. The cat went in again after the meal.

"Is this kid stunned?" Qin Ma looked at the studio and frowned.

"I also think he doesn't seem to be in good spirits, he looks very tired..."

Why there is a trace of worry in his eyes. From the National Day trip to the present, Qin Guanglin has almost always been like this for more than half a month, and he has not gone to the gym. Except for occasionally coming out early, he usually stays in the studio. Around ten o'clock, after going back, I took a shower and fell asleep.

Even weekends are no exception.

There was an accident in the company last year, and I have not seen him so tired during those very busy months.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, the studio door rang softly, and Qin Guanglin came out from the inside, took the key to lock the door, and then walked to the bathroom to clean himself.

"I feel like you are almost exhausted." Why not stand at the door and look at him.

"No, this little thing, how could it be exhausted."

Qin Guanglin wiped his face and raised his head, drops of water dripped from his chin, and there was uncontrollable excitement on his wet face.

The bloodshot eyes in the eyes can be clearly seen.

Why don't hesitate to speak, turn around and say: "Go back to sleep, and clean up when you take a shower."

"Okay."

Qin Guanglin simply scrubbed, so why not take it out.

There are few stars in the dark night sky, and a waning moon hangs in the sky, exuding a cold shimmer.

A gust of wind blows, and the yellow leaves are scattered with the wind. There are only two of them in the quiet street, and the squeaking noise of the litter under the feet is very obvious.

"For so long, we still don't know what you are doing."

"What you said, art."

"Art?"

"It will be done tomorrow, and you will know it soon." Qin Guanglin's voice was exhausted with excitement, "You are right, I have artistic talent!"

"Well...Go faster, go back and rest."

……

Friday, night.

"It will be done tonight. It may be late. You can go back soon, without waiting for me."

Qin Guanglin put down the bowl and asked why, and went into the studio again.

Why look at each other with Qin Ma, pack up the dishes and wash them in the kitchen, sit on the sofa and chase the drama that I have been watching for more than half a month together, and wait for him to come out by the way.

"I guess, in all likelihood, it's the two of you."

"Maybe... he also bought a picture frame, which just arrived yesterday."

"Picture frame?" Qin Ma was puzzled.

"It's such a big frame." Why not stretch out your hand and gesture, "It's more than a meter tall, it looks very delicate."

"Oh...it's pretty big."

She hasn't seen Qin Guanglin use such a big frame, no wonder it takes so long.

It turned out to be too big.

The two have been sitting on the sofa until eleven o'clock. Qin Guanglin hasn't come out yet. Seeing Qin's mother yawning a few times, why not help but say: "You go and rest first, I'll wait for him to go back together. "

"Um...or go back first and let him paint slowly by himself."

Qin Ma glanced at Qin Guanglin's bedroom. Although there was cleaning, she hadn't lived in for a long time. It was troublesome to organize, and she didn't ask why she should go and rest first.

She stood up and stretched, and said to the studio: "This kid used to paint until midnight, saying that it is quiet at night... Don't wait, I have a flashlight here, wait for me to bring it to you—"

"No need, Auntie, go to bed." Why not take out the phone and shake it, and motioned: "The phone has a flashlight... and there are street lights outside, just a few steps away, it's okay-I'll wait For half an hour, I will go back if he doesn't come out."

"Okay, then I will go to bed first."

Looking at Madam Qin going back to the bedroom, why not take the remote control and turn down the sound, leaning on the back of the sofa and looking sideways at the door of the studio.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and then another half an hour.

The hour hand of the clock in the living room moved little by little, passing zero unknowingly.

When the studio door rang, why couldn’t I be sleepy, I was lying on the sofa cushion and napping, I looked up and saw Qin Guanglin walking out exhaustedly, locked the door with the key, and then turned around and noticed what’s wrong on the sofa. .

"Why haven't you returned...Let's go, go to sleep." Qin Guanglin rubbed his hand on his body, and pulled it to his feet.

Why yawn and rub your eyes, and ask: "It's not over yet?"

She turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. It was past five in the morning.

"It's done."

Qin Guanglin grinned, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes looked a little red. He pointed to the studio and said: "Let it dry~ IndoMTL.com~ I can move tomorrow."

"Oh."

Why didn't he be led out by him, walking on the road at night, Qin Guanglin's footsteps were heavier than before, and he seemed to be too tired. He didn't make a sound all the way, and went straight upstairs.

A brief wash of the paint on his body, he watched why he knelt on the bed and spread the quilt, and lay his head on the bed.

"I won't draw anymore."

"Huh?"

"Never draw anymore."

"...Well, go to sleep."

Why respond softly, help Qin Guanglin cover the quilt, get up and turn off the light, then get into the quilt and hug him to sleep.

Not long after, she got up again and turned on the light again.

"Have you a fever?"

"..."