Yin Rui had a dream, his sleep has always been deep and quiet, and dreams rarely appear, but today, perhaps because of a new pillow, he actually dreamed that his ordinary life .

He dreamed that he was looking at the portrait of Fan in the dark room. Later, the portrait came alive, and a man came out of it, dressed in white, sitting there quietly with his head bowed, even though he had never seen it before He had passed him, but Yin Rui knew that that was his ordinary.

Yin Rui stared blankly at the figure sitting there, but found that Fan in white sat there for a while, then suddenly got up and walked into the distance, never looking at him from beginning to end In the direction, Yin Rui was anxious, got up and chased after him. After chasing for a long time, he finally grabbed the corner of his robe. Yin Rui pulled it hard, and the man who had always had his back to him turned around, but he had no face. face.

Yin Rui woke up gasping for breath, only to find that the sky was bright and the night had passed. Yin Rui suddenly remembered something and hurriedly opened the hidden compartment on the inside of the wall. When the letter was written, the expression on his face calmed down a little.

Taking out the letter inside, Yin Rui looked at it carefully. When he saw the letter complaining that the new pillow was uncomfortable, a smile appeared on Yin Rui's face, and he picked up the pen and replied, [Uncomfortable People can add a layer of soft pads, but they are not allowed to change. 】Although he can't see Fan's expression, he can imagine that when he sees this sentence, he must be a little unwilling, but he will not go against his words. If he rarely refutes his words directly, he may write two words. A little story tells about the virtues of respecting the old and loving the young.

The corners of Yin Rui's mouth twitched slightly, as long as he thought of Fan's reaction, his day would be filled with expectations.

But the smile on his face did not last long, Yin Rui unexpectedly thought of last night's dream again, and grabbed that person with anticipation, but he still couldn't see the mood on his face. It's just the same with cold water.

Fan, what does it look like...

【Fan, what do you look like? 】

[Well, I'm... handsome. 】After writing this sentence, Bai Fan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead ashamed.

【Specific point? 】

[Two eyes and one nose. 】

Sunshine flooded the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but Bai Fan was lying on the big bed and didn't want to get up. He turned over, pulled the quilt and covered his head, thinking about his own Things...Yin Rui, he seems to be asking that question very frequently recently, is it because of curiosity... Yes, he clearly knows what Yin Rui looks like, but Yin Rui has no idea what he looks like. After all, they have been together for ten years. How could people not be curious.

If possible, he really wanted to show Yin Rui a photo, but Bai Fan grabbed his head in distress, he couldn't bring anything.

How about drawing a portrait...Bai Fan's expression became even more tangled. When it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Yin Nanhan asked someone to teach them. It's a pity that no one is perfect. He is very talented at chess and can compose music, but when it comes to painting, he is a complete mess. Yin Rui, on the other hand, is very good at calligraphy and painting, but his performance in musical scores is not as good as his. The two share the same body. In order to take care of each other, they simply show that they are not good at all their homework, so that the gentlemen can only shake their heads and sigh in the end. , Young Master is willing to work hard, but limited by talent, I am afraid it is difficult to achieve great achievements in this life.

Fortunately, Yin Nanhan attaches the most importance to his martial arts.

Because of Yin Nanhan's attitude that as long as you practice martial arts well, everything else is negotiable, and Yin Rui's help to cheat, so his painting has been stuck in using a brush to draw a lotus leaf plus The level of two fish. As for the characters, it is very difficult. He does not have a picture of a character with correct facial features, and all of them have a slanted mouth and squinted eyes. With this level of self-portrait, Bai Fan said that he was under a lot of pressure.

Bai Fan suddenly thought of giving up, but then, Yin Rui's carefully padded porcelain pillow appeared in his mind, and every night was all his favorite dishes , and even most of the furnishings in the room are based on their own preferences. Even if there is one thing that is inadvertent on weekdays, as long as he mentions it in the letter, Yin Rui will help him achieve it. Wouldn't he be able to do such a trivial thing as wanting to know what he looked like?

Bai Fan got up from the bed abruptly, because he practiced calligraphy every day, so he always kept pen and ink in his room, spread out the paper, Bai Fan looked in the mirror and tried to draw himself, but in the end he could only reluctantly When I drew a human figure, none of the facial features on the face came close to me, and there was a large black spot on the nose because the brush was too heavy. With black lines all over his head, Bai Fan crumpled the "Bai Fan" on the paper and sighed while holding his forehead.

Do you want to give up like this, do you really want to give up like this, Bai Fan seems to have Yin Rui's moist eyes, well, moisturizing is his fantasy, he has never seen it He passed Yin Rui's eyes, but he found that if he just gave up, he would really feel guilty. Forget it, it was a gift to Yin Rui. For him, he would learn to paint once.

Bai Fan thought about it carefully, it is difficult for the characters drawn with ink to have a very high similarity, and it is not an overnight effort to practice well. In contrast, sketching seems to be simpler. And the painting is good enough to achieve the same degree of restoration as the photo.

After making up her mind, Bai Fan called the assistant, "Hey, Xiao Wang, um, you can help me recruit someone, you must be able to draw character sketches, the level should not be too bad, and the time can be free. Allocation, come to my place to teach..."

After instructing the recruitment, Bai Fan eased his brows, walked into the bathroom to wash, and walked out the door lazily, "Xiaojun, is breakfast ready."

They were discharged from the hospital a few days ago, Bai Fan's wounds are recovering well, the doctor instructed not to exercise vigorously and eat more blood-enriching things, other than that there is no serious problem.

There have been some changes in life after returning home and before hospitalization. First, a layer of power grid is installed around the villa, and cameras are also installed at each entrance. The overall defense has been upgraded to a new level. In addition to the means, there is also a ferocious hound in the yard, as long as it smells the breath of strangers, it will bark and warn.

Of course the biggest change is that Bai Fan has one more cohabitant, his personal bodyguard Xiao Jun, to say that at the beginning Bai Fan was a little uncomfortable with the disturbance of his solitary life for so many years, but after a few years When the angel came down, Bai Fan found that he was actually quite used to it, at least some housework and breakfast did not need to be done by himself.

Bai Fan turned a blind eye to Gong Yijun's reluctance, glanced at the unattractive poached eggs on the plate, shook his head, still clumsy.