Hidden heart

Chapter 12

When Shen Yao arrived at the company the next day, the secretary had already ground the coffee and placed it in front of him.Shen Yao drank the coffee, picked up the phone again, and found Fan Xuechen's number. The "beep" sound continued, but no one answered his phone.

"Xuechen, why are you always like this?" Shen Yao couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or anger.When he went back last night, he called Fan Xuechen, but he didn't get through.He only thought that Fan Xuechen was too tired and had already fallen asleep.Now it seems that he is avoiding himself again!

Shen Yao dropped the phone on the table and rubbed his eyes with his hands.He slept very lightly last night, his mind was full of Fan Xuechen.I also felt a little uneasy, a feeling I had never felt before.

It seemed that Fan Xuechen was someone he couldn't grasp, no matter what he said or did, he couldn't really grasp that person.He thought he was thinking too much at first, but now it proves that he didn't think too much at all.

After noon, Shen Yao asked Li Jin to drive to the art exhibition first.Shen Yao met Bai Yuwei there, and Bai Yuwei said that Fan Xuechen was at home and did not come here.

"Yesterday, when Feifei went back, she seemed to be in a bad mood. Do you know what happened?"

"You didn't ask her?"

"She refused to tell. I saw that her eyes were red, as if she had cried." Bai Yuwei said again: "I just asked casually, maybe I was thinking too much."

Shen Yao looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly asked: "Yuwei, are you and Xuechen on good terms?"

Bai Yuwei smiled, "It can be said that we are very good, after all, Xuechen listens to me very much."

"He listens to you?"

"He's here because of me."

Looking at her beautiful and confident eyes, Shen Yao seemed to be stabbed in the heart.

"He cares about you?"

"Of course, I was the only one around him.

Shen Yao was very upset, so he said directly: "But you don't care about him."

"Is there?" Bai Yuwei smiled again, the expression on her face was still calm and relaxed. "Maybe I didn't treat him like I used to treat you, but that doesn't stop us from being together now, does it?"

"But I know that you are not a person who can make do with it."

"I don't get along well with Xuechen. Don't you think I'm having a bad time now?"

"At least you don't like him, and it's not suitable to be with him."

"Are you concerned about me, or Xuechen?"

"What do you think?"

"If you care about me, I will feel very happy. If you care about Xue Chen, I will also feel happy."

"why?"

"After all, with you here, we will also feel that we will benefit a lot. Just like this art exhibition, with your joining, we will be more successful."

"Your business mind has always been better than your paintings."

"I really don't know if you are complimenting me or mocking me when you say that?" Bai Yuwei was not angry, but smiled brighter.

"Is Xuechen at your house?"

"Of course it's at my house, otherwise where could he go?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Bai Yuwei said, "Shall we have a meal together?"

"No, I'm going to find Xuechen."

"Then trouble you to take good care of him for me."

Shen Yao softly "hummed", and didn't know if it was something in her heart, but she always felt that Bai Yuwei's words had ulterior motives.Could it be that she has discovered her feelings for Fan Xuechen?Could it be that Fan Xuechen was really so devoted to her?That's why she is so confident, just as if she was watching her own joke?He shook his head a little upset, unwilling to think about it any more.

Arriving at the villa where Bai Yuwei lived, Shen Yao opened the door with the key, and suddenly remembered that this key was given by Bai Yuwei before, and when he thought of returning it to her, her people had already left.Unexpectedly, the opening of the door this time was not for Bai Yuwei, but for another person inside.

Shen Yao walked in, and it was quiet inside, as if no one was there.He ran upstairs and saw Fan Xuechen painting in the studio by the door.

Shen Yao's heart immediately relaxed, and all worries and doubts were swept away.He was not in a hurry to go in, but leaned against the back of the door and looked at him with his hands in his hands.The faint autumn sun came in through the glass window, making this man in a retro robe look like a fairy in a painting.

"Xuechen." Shen Yao suddenly called out very gently.

Fan Xuechen didn't move. When Shen Yao thought he didn't hear it, he saw him slowly turning his face to look at him.

Time seemed to stop turning at this moment, his whole body stiffened into a portrait, there was a soft "click", and he didn't even notice that the paintbrush in his hand fell to the ground.

Shen Yao stepped forward and picked up the paintbrush on the ground.Only then did Fan Xuechen notice his gaffe, he shook his body wrapped in the robe, and turned his head quickly.

Shen Yao handed the pen into his hand, held his hand again, and said softly, "What are you drawing?"

"No... nothing!" Fan Xuechen crumpled the paper in front of him.

Shen Yao stretched out his hand and held his other hand. His face was very close, and he said in a low voice, bewitchingly: "Xuechen, show me."

Fan Xuechen turned her head, her pale and slender right hand was tightly grasping the paper ball, and even the blue veins stood out.Then he broke free from Shen Yao's shackles suddenly, leaving only the ball of paper dangling on the table.

Shen Yao spread out the paper, it turned out that there was nothing painted on it, only a few spots of ink smeared on the snow-white paper.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Shen Yao went up to face Fan Xuechen.

Fan Xuechen didn't speak, and didn't even meet his eyes.But the tension and uneasiness on his face could not be suppressed.

"You are for me, aren't you?" Shen Yao put his hands on his shoulders.

Fan Xuechen's head drooped even lower, and the hands that were grabbing the hem of his clothes went right into his flesh.

Shen Yao saw his drooping eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, like stamens in the wind, so she said softly: "Xue Chen, don't reject me."

Fan Xuechen's body was held in his arms very stiffly, after a long time, his body slowly softened, and he leaned on Shen Yao's shoulder.

Shen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely happy in his heart.He thought that as long as he pursued closely, the person in his arms would not be able to escape no matter what.

"I thought you wouldn't come." Fan Xuechen said softly and hoarsely.

"How come? Even if you reject me a hundred times, I will come to you."

"is it?"

"of course."

The two hugged each other quietly, after a while, Shen Yao let go of him and said, "Xue Chen, I haven't eaten yet, have you eaten?"

Fan Xuechen nodded, with an uneasy tone in his voice, and said softly: "There are still vegetables below, you can go and eat something."

"Then you go with me." Shen Yao's bracelet reached his waist, and Fan Xuechen obediently went down with him.

Boiled dried shredded and sweet and sour lotus root were placed on the table, Shen Yao picked up a piece of lotus root and ate it, saying: "This lotus root is really fragrant!"

"There is sweet-scented osmanthus sauce in it." Fan Xuechen said as he put the white rice in front of him.

Shen Yao pulled him to sit beside her, and said, "You did all this?"

Fan Xuechen nodded slightly, paused, and said: "This sauce is not very good, not as good as the big osmanthus tree in my yard. The osmanthus flowers on it are even sweeter than this."

"You mean my hometown in Yangzhou?"

Fan Xuechen nodded again.

"Then take me there next time, I think it must be beautiful there."

"I forgot..." Fan Xuechen stood up and said, "Do you want a drink?"

Shen Yao smiled and pulled him to sit down, and said: "I see that you are already drunk, why do you need to drink?"

Fan Xuechen couldn't help turning his face to the side, and said a little shyly: "Eat quickly, don't talk about it."

Shen Yao smiled brightly at him, and started to eat.

Fan Xuechen took the bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen, and Shen Yao followed behind him, watching him fold up his long sleeves to wash the dishes for himself, his heart seemed to be filled with something.

"Xue Chen." Shen Yao gently hugged his slender and slender body from behind, and put her head on his shoulder.

Fan Xuechen moved and said, "How can I wash the dishes when you're like this?"

"Don't wash it yet, let me hold it for a while."

Fan Xuechen obediently waited for a while, then said, "Is it all right?"

Shen Yao suddenly smiled, and kissed him lightly on the ear, "Xuechen, you are so cute!" Fan Xuechen's crystal clear ears were instantly stained red.He pushed Shen Yao, and Shen Yao let him go.

Shen Yao stood beside Fan Xuechen and said, "Xuechen, so besides painting, you can do so many things, and you still say you don't know anything?"

"I can only do those two things, and nothing else."

At this time, Shen Yao's cell phone rang suddenly, and he went to the living room to answer it.When he hung up the phone, Fan Xuechen had already made tea and brought it to him.

Shen Yao felt that this tea was a bit special, not like the famous teas he had drunk, so he asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

"It's 'Green Spring'."

"Is it also the tea from your hometown?"

Fan Xuechen nodded.

Before he could speak, the phone that was placed aside rang again.This time it was Xue Ze who called, Xue Ze had nothing important to do, Shen Yao only talked to him a few perfunctory words before hanging up.

Fan Xuechen said: "Go back if you have something to do."

Shen Yao took his hand, "Take me to see your paintings."

"Those paintings are in the exhibition."

"I want to see your last painting."

Walking into the studio, Fan Xuechen unfolded the painting and said, "It's not finished yet." There was still a faint outline on it, presumably because he was too busy these days, so he didn't take care of the painting.

"This painting is so big, it should take a lot of energy for you to finish painting it all."

"I like to draw like this. You can draw a little slower, and a little slower..." He said and slowly packed up the scroll.

"Why?" Shen Yao looked at him interestingly and said, "Things used to be slow, but now everyone likes to go faster, and faster."

"Things that are slower can be kept in my heart for a longer time."

"That's why you think we're going too fast?"

Fan Xuechen pursed her thin lips and did not speak.

"No wonder you have been hot and cold to me before, so you just want to take it easy with me?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"I don't know how to answer you, Xuechen." Shen Yao took his hand with a smile, kissed the cool palm, and said, "I know that you think differently from us. But, this way I Prefer-you want to be with me for a long time, don't you?"

Fan Xuechen didn't answer him either, but withdrew his hand and went to the other side to put the painting away.