Chapter 224

How long is your life? More than 30000 days.

When this figure was placed in front of him, Qin Guanglin suddenly felt tight in his heart.

It's like It's short-lived.

Now in my twenties, apart from one-third of sleeping and one-third of going to work, the rest of my free time is only a few thousand days.

"With your calculation, I feel as if time is running out."

Qin Guanglin was frightened by the result of his calculation.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, how can anything taste bad in your mouth?" Why not lower your head and grumble discontentedly.

"What has changed You don't have to work out how long you'll live. We'll be together for many years. Now we'll work harder, and then we'll be more relaxed... " Qin Guanglin held the soft meat and said slowly. He bowed his head and gave her a kiss. "I find that you are getting smaller and smaller. What's the matter? Well

He can't remember when he became so clingy It seems that it has been like this all the time, and it seems that it is not. Unconsciously, it has become what it is now. Like a kitten, it nests in his arms and says that it wants to be together.

"Where are the little women Turn off the lights. I'm going to bed. In a word, you remember that you just agreed that new year's day would be the most. If you are still so busy after new year's day, don't touch me. "

"Well, sure, I can't bear to make you wait so late every day." Qin Guanglin got up and turned off the light in his bedroom. He didn't lie back. He squatted at the end of the bed and stroked her feet up. "You said one day less, do you want to go in time..."

"I can't. I said I would wait for you to get hurt."

"I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch now, and I'm in a fantastic state."

"Go, go, go to sleep Don't make any noise Why don't you twist your body and hum: "I'm very sleepy. Go to bed soon, and wait until the injury is healed."

Qin Guanglin doesn't work. At this age, I wish I had never touched him from the end of September to the seventh day of the national day. Occasionally, I was teased by her deliberately. I had long thought of doing a good job when I came back from my father-in-law's house. What's the injury? The wound is on my head, not on my waist.

"It's done. I'll prove it to you."

"Well, don't..."

……

It's over.

Qin Guanglin leaned on the head of the bed and didn't feel much sleepy. Why don't he lie down on one side and fall asleep tired? He put his hand on his back and felt the slippery hand. Suddenly, he felt some emotion.

In fact, he is nothing but pure lechery.

Is greedy teacher he body, where all greedy.

After a moment's quiet aftertaste, the energetic Qin Guanglin is ready to move again. He turns his head to see why he sleeps, helps her tuck in the corner, and does not disturb her rest. He quietly puts on his pajamas, sits at his desk and turns on the computer.

In the next few months, it is estimated that we will often work overtime until eight or nine o'clock like today. We have no time to deal with the solicitation of manuscripts, so we have to suspend receiving orders first.

The subjectivity of art is very strong. If some people like it, they can pay tens of thousands of yuan to buy a work. If they don't like it, they can't buy one hundred yuan. Like the landscape painting in the rain before, it still hasn't been sold. They can only passively ask for contributions and draw some commercial paintings according to the requirements of customers.

It's a lot worse than comics.

The core of comics is the story, and then the style of painting. The company provides good scripts, and he provides craftsmanship. It doesn't take much trouble to combine the two. It takes only time to make the works. Naturally, they are fine products, and then they are promoted according to the flow, so they don't have to worry about making money.

Both of them are too poor in terms of income and stability.

After finishing everything, it was more than 11:00 in the middle of the night. Qin Guanglin yawned, turned off the computer, got into the bed, rubbed his fragrant body twice, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

A night without a dream.

Maybe it's because of absorbing enough energy. Why don't you wake up earlier than Qin Guanglin in the morning, close your eyes and stay warm in his arms for a while, then lift your head to kiss him, carefully open his arm, slowly get up from the bed, pull your pajamas over you from the corner of the bed, get out of bed and go to the bathroom, yawn, take the eggs out of the refrigerator and fry them.

Qin Guanglin hasn't mastered the skill of frying eggs. He either breaks them up or breaks them when turning them over. He doesn't waste any food. If he gets up early, he goes downstairs to buy a ready-made breakfast. He replaces it with steamed stuffed bun, fried dough sticks, soybean milk and millet porridge. Why don't he get up early? It's just two fried eggs and a box of milk.

When the sound of the kitchen came into the bedroom, Qin Guanglin touched the side with his backhand. He didn't have a familiar touch, so he opened his eyes and sat up. After waking up for a while, he pulled his slippers and went out to wash.

"Do you have a late night snack? If you come back late, I'll make you a soup or something in the evening. "

Why don't you want him to come back very late every day, but things have been like this, so if you can't persuade him, you can only support him.

What else can we do? A fight? That's not what she wanted.

"Mm-hmm, yes. There will be a midnight snack after working overtime."

"Eat more and don't save money for your stinking boss."

"If you don't save him money, don't worry Hoo Hoo Hoo HooQin Guanglin rinsed her mouth, wiped her mouth and took a mouthful on her face. He didn't explain to her boss. Let's vent our anger. Anyway, we can't do without a piece of meat.

"Ah, you Garlic sprouts, right? Will it really bloom? " He sat down on the sofa and looked around. Suddenly his eyes were fixed. Curiously, he went to the corner of the living room and squatted down to take a serious look at the flower which he had jokingly called leek.

When he helped to water in August, all the leaves had dried up. He thought they were dead. But now he can see that the leaves did not grow out, but a green stem came out of the soil, which looked like a flower bud.

"What?" Why not be stunned? When I see him squatting there, my heart suddenly jumps. I turn off the fire and run out, staring at the bud in the flowerpot.

"You haven't seen it, either?"

Looking at her appearance, Qin Guanglin asked, and then looked back at the flowerpot. "I'll see later. Anyway, it didn't bloom. After a while, the egg was burnt."

"Oh."

"We bet, don't we? It looks like I've lost. Tell me what you want me to do. I'll satisfy your wish. " After a pause, he added: "in addition to resigning, resigning now is too demoralizing, and I feel sorry for it. The boss is so kind to me and teaches me a lot of things. I can't say it at the critical moment."

"Later." Why don't you go back to the kitchen with a slight frown and see that the fried egg is almost ready. Take the tweezers and put them on the plate. Your eyes can't help falling on the pot of Lycoris in the corner.

How did it bloom?

"What are you thinking?"

Qin Guanglin's voice made her feel better. She picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the fried egg. "This flower When did it grow up? "

"I don't know. I just saw it. Is that the time it blooms?"

“……” Why don't you stop chewing, look at the flowerpot over there, nod your head and say: "yes, it's usually September and October The climate in L.A. is probably flowering in October. "

The normal Lycoris radiata may be in bloom at this time, but this one is not in normal bloom incorrect.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, remembering what she had overlooked before.

Ten years, in midsummer.

Last time it was not normal. How could there be a June blooming Lycoris in Los Angeles?