After playing with Bo Yizhou for a while, Gu Wancheng put down her phone. It was almost noon, Gu Wancheng went downstairs for lunch.
Then I went back to my room for a nap and set an alarm for 1:30 p. m. on my phone.
At 1:30, the alarm clock started ringing right on time. Gu Wancheng reached out from under the covers and turned it off. After tossing and turning in bed for a while, still half asleep and not fully open her eyes, she groggily got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
The icy water splashed on my face, making me shiver, and my mind cleared.
He was mainly woken up by hunger. His digestive ability is too good. He was a little worried before, thinking that there was something wrong with his health, so he went to see a doctor. It turned out that apart from being a little anemic, his health couldn't be better.
After eating a few snacks to fill her stomach, Gu Wancheng took her drawing board to the backyard to paint.
After completing the previous order, Gu Wancheng decided not to take any more orders. During this time, he would use his drawing board to paint whenever he had free time, and he painted almost every flower in the backyard.
Today he doesn't plan to paint the flowers in the yard, but rather to paint a picture with Wen Shuyu as the main character.
Wen Shuyu's gentle and elegant temperament is very suitable for cheongsams, but he hasn't seen her wear them much, probably because he hasn't seen her wear them often enough.
Thinking of the star-shaped magnolia I had seen before, I decided to use that pattern on the cheongsam.
The cheongsam should be light blue, since he's seen her wear blue more often, so he assumes she prefers blue.
The background features a newly transplanted magnolia tree in the yard. The flowering season is over, so there are no flowers on the tree, but that's okay, he can add flowers later.
Her hair was styled in a bun with a jade hairpin carved with star-shaped magnolia flowers, she wore a pearl necklace, and a beige knitted shawl draped over her shoulders.
The last few hours passed, Gu Wancheng put down her pen, glanced at the finished product, and felt that there were no major problems that needed to be changed. After filling in some minor details, she decided to bring it with her next visit to the old house.
The painting was left to dry, Gu Wancheng took a sip of the cooled tea to moisten her parched throat.
Then he took a picture of the painting with his phone and had someone take it to the studio.
He looked down and sent the photo to Bo Yizhou.
Bo Yizhou, who was in a meeting in the conference room, had his phone screen light up on his desk. He glanced at it, gestured for the person speaking to stop, and then picked up his phone.
When I saw the photo Gu Wancheng posted, my first reaction was that it was beautiful, and my second reaction was why he didn't draw him.
After replying "Okay," Bo Yizhou sent another message saying he was in a meeting.
He put down his phone and gestured for the person who had just spoken to to continue.
Li Xiao stared blankly at the document. "These handwritings are so beautiful. It must have been a message from your wife just now." Ever since President Bo got married, his phone would light up every now and then during meetings, and he liked to leave early. He was no longer the President Bo regarded work as his life.
After receiving the message, Gu Wancheng stopped sending messages. She glanced at the time and realized it was almost time for Chaochao to get out of school. After finishing the last piece of snack on the table, Gu Wancheng set off for school.
When she arrived at school, it wasn't dismissal time yet, Gu Wancheng chatted with the security guard at the gate for a bit before school finally ended.
Chaochao saw him at the door from afar, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to run over, but then she stopped and walked over quickly.
Before she even reached him, Chaochao exclaimed, "Dad, you're the first one to pick me up!"
An'an, wearing a small beige bow on one side and holding the strap of her schoolbag, obediently greeted, "Good afternoon, Uncle Gu."
Gu Wancheng took two candies out of her pocket and put them in An'an's hand, then patted her head and smiled, "Good afternoon, An'an."
An'an, clutching the candy, said loudly, "Thank you, Uncle Gu."
After saying that, seeing the driver standing behind her, she waved to Gu Wancheng, "Goodbye, Uncle Gu, I'm going home!"
Goodbye, An'an. Come visit Chaochao's house sometime!
"OK!"
"Dad, are you done talking?"
Gu Wancheng looked down and saw Chaochao with her arms crossed, looking up at him. He then remembered that he hadn't replied to Chaochao earlier, smiled, and said casually, "Aren't you happy that Daddy came to pick you up first?"
"Happy!"
Gu Wancheng held out her hand to Chaochao, "Let's go home."
Chaochao slapped him across the face and then pinched his fingers.
Gu Wancheng smiled, pulled him into the car, and then let go of his hand.
As soon as they got home, Gu Wancheng took Chaochao to the art studio. The painting was covered with a white cloth. Gu Wancheng pulled the puzzled Chaochao in front of the painting.
Chaochao asked, puzzled, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Gu Wancheng covered his mouth, "Don't speak."
Chaochao was even more confused.
Gu Wancheng raised her hand, pinched a corner of the white cloth, and gently pulled it, revealing the painting she had done that afternoon in front of Chaochao.
"It's Grandma! So beautiful! Daddy's amazing!" Chaochao opened her mouth wide, and the seal clapped.
Gu Wancheng beamed, "Thank you for the compliment, Chaochao."
Chaochao tugged at his sleeve, "Daddy, can you draw me next time?"
Gu Wancheng nodded immediately, agreeing without hesitation, "I'll definitely draw Chaochao next time."
"Yay! Can I draw Suisui?"
"Good."
" An'an also draws."
"Good."
Gu Wancheng was so happy that he agreed to whatever Chaochao said, completely forgetting about Bo Yizhou.
By the time she realized what was happening, Bo Yizhou had already lined up at the back. Gu Wancheng suddenly felt guilty and covered Chaochao's mouth as she chattered.
"Let's go eat."
Chaochao Chao nodded and patted his hand. Gu Wancheng quickly moved her hand away and rubbed his head instead.
After finishing my meal, I watched Chaochao do her homework and wondered how to draw it. After thinking for a while, I couldn't come up with any particular inspiration.
Suddenly, I saw a set of dinosaur pajamas on Chaochao's bed, and my eyes lit up. I had an idea.
So he immediately got up, went into his studio, picked up his brush, and began to ponder.
After a moment, he calmly began to write.
Gu Wancheng hadn't finished drawing by the time Bo Yizhou returned. Footsteps sounded, and he snapped out of his reverie, yawned, put down his pen, and turned around.
"You're back."
Bo Yizhou glanced at the painting in front of him, then paused. "Hmm, you didn't paint me."
It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because once it was mentioned, Gu Wancheng started to feel guilty. Before he could come up with an excuse, Bo Yizhou said, "Shouldn't it be my turn next time?"
Feeling guilty, Gu Wancheng met his dark eyes and immediately nodded repeatedly, "It'll definitely be your turn next time."
Bo Yizhou nodded, barely satisfied. "It's time to sleep. We'll continue drawing tomorrow."
"Good."
This time, Bo Yizhou didn't let him off the hook. The first and even the second person he drew wasn't him, and he brought up the whole thing with Gu Wancheng.
In the middle of the night, seeing Gu Wancheng's lips, which were ravaged and red as if dripping blood, he leaned in and kissed them again. Gu Wancheng frowned, slapped him across the face, and pushed him aside.
Bo Yizhou chuckled softly, took his hand, kissed it again, then pulled him into his arms and closed his eyes.