After wearing a paranoid bamboo horse of abusive male protagonists

Chapter 12

As long as it is given by my brother, I like it.

In the quiet night, Lu Yanchen's even and long breathing came from beside him.

Song Qingshi tiptoed up and climbed to the desk step by step.

He deliberately kept his movements light, for fear of disturbing Lu Yanchen.

The dim bedside lamp shone on him, forming a huge projection on the wall behind him. Following his movements, he also made a crawling posture, like a monster from the abyss.

The desk was placed next to the head of the bed, and he could climb to the desk along the head of the bed.

He knelt down on the bed, and gently peeled away a few pieces of paper above, revealing a picture of himself that had been torn open.

My younger brother has already received his birthday present, so there is no need for this.

But this is what he drew with great difficulty, and it would be a pity to throw it away.

Just as he was looking at the painting with some melancholy, not knowing what to do with it, Lu Yanchen's slightly confused voice suddenly came from behind: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Song Qingshi panicked, and hurriedly threw himself on the table, pressing his painting under his body.

Lu Yanchen was taken aback by his actions, and now his drowsiness was gone. He also crawled to the table, sat behind Song Qingshi, and deliberately teased him: "Brother, what good things are you hiding for me?"

The shadows of the two met on the wall, and the lower body merged into one, leaving only two furry heads and half of the upper body, just like a real Siamese twins.

Song Qingshi shook his head vigorously, and said in embarrassment: "It's not a good thing."

Lu Yanchen said in a joking tone: "Then why didn't you show it to me, or did my brother hide some delicious food for me?"

The child was really naive, Song Qingshi mistakenly thought that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly turned around and explained to him: "I didn't hide anything delicious..."

But in this way, there is nowhere to hide the paintings on the table.

Lu Yanchen drew the painting over and said, "What is this?"

Only then did Song Qingshi realize that he had been deceived. He was ashamed, embarrassed, and a little angry. He lowered his head and kneaded his fingers and whispered, "It's not a good thing. I just drew it casually." At the same time, he couldn't help but observe Lu Yanchen's reaction secretly. .

Lu Yanchen looked at the painting, and there were two little boys holding hands in the painting, with round faces, smiling brightly, and two blush on their faces with crayons, standing on a green grassland, and behind them was a House with red tile roof.

Although the painting is relatively simple and immature, you can see the creator's intentions, each stroke is painted very carefully, and the edges are clean and tidy.

The fly in the ointment is that there is a tear from the edge to the center of the painting, which divides the painting into two halves.

Lu Yanchen said: "Did my brother draw this for me?"

Song Qingshi was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, I originally wanted to give this to you as a birthday present, but it was a pity that I accidentally tore it."

No wonder he hurriedly kissed him, it turned out that he wanted to pass the test by being cute.

Lu Yanchen looked down at the painting and said, "Which one is me and which one is my brother?"

Song Qingshi pointed at the child in blue on the left with his finger, and said, "This is Chenchen."

Then he pointed at the child in white on the right, and said, "This is me."

As he said that, he glanced at him, and said with some embarrassment: "Is the painting ugly?"

Lu Yanchen glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, rubbed his little furry head again, he looked like a chick huddled up, and said: "How come, my brother draws very well, I like very much."

Song Qingshi sat on the bed with his knees bent, poked the sheets with his fingers, and whispered, "Really?"

Lu Yanchen gave an "um" forcefully, and said, "As long as it is given to me by my brother, I like it."

Song Qingshi's cheeks were slightly red, he put his chin on his knees uncomfortably, and whispered: "Then what if I give you something you don't like?"

Lu Yanchen said very naturally: "No, no matter what my brother gives me, I will like it."

Song Qingshi paused, and he let out a light and soft "Oh", but there was an unnatural shyness on his face.

What should I do if my brother is too good at coaxing people?

Lu Yanchen looked at the painting for a while, then suddenly jumped out of bed, and said, "Brother, wait for me for a while."

He stamped his bare feet on the floor and ran to the living room.

After a while, he came back again, holding a roll of adhesive paper and a paper knife in his hand.

He sat on the chair, turned the painting over, carefully aligned the damaged parts, and then glued the torn parts with adhesive tape.

Even though he was a child younger than him, his legs couldn't touch the ground when sitting on the chair, but the movements of sticking the painting were very crisp and neat, without any children's stumbling, and the sticking was fast and good.

Song Qingshi was sitting by the bed, with his elbows on the table, staring at Lu Yanchen's side face with his face in his hands as if in a daze.

When Lu Yanchen glued the painting, he was serious and focused, and the sense of maturity that violated harmony emerged again.

Although he is still a child, he gives people a reliable and reliable feeling.

What should I do if my brother is too capable?

Song Qingshi felt that his elder brother was a bit useless.

"Okay." Lu Yanchen handed the glued painting to Song Qingshi to see, the place that was torn in two before had been glued together.

Lu Yanchen glued it very carefully, except for a shallow white mark at the damaged part, it is almost exactly the same as the original picture, and even if you don't look carefully, you can't even see the trace of tearing.

Song Qingshi took the painting and said softly, "You stick it really well."

At this time, Lu Yanchen jumped down from the chair again, and came to the bookcase to search for something. Song Qingshi couldn't help asking: "What are you looking for?"

Lu Yanchen said: "I'm looking for a painting folder, I want to treasure my brother's paintings."

Song Qingshi said with some embarrassment: "Don't bother."

It's not such a great painting anyway.

Lu Yanchen said: "That can't be done, after all, this is the first painting my brother gave me."

The picture folder seemed to be on the top of the bookcase. Lu Yanchen tiptoed enough to reach it, but when he found that he couldn't reach it, he moved the chair he was sitting on to the bookcase, climbed onto the chair, and rummaged through it.

Song Qingshi was afraid that he would fall, so he came to him, wanted to help him but didn't dare to, so he looked up at him, and said eagerly: "Forget it, Chenchen, it really doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"I found it." Lu Yanchen said suddenly, holding a blue portfolio.

Song Qingshi had no choice but to shut up, really, my brother always makes these dangerous moves.

Lu Yanchen twisted his buttocks and climbed down from the chair again. He opened the portfolio, but there was nothing in it, it was empty.

"Great, brother's painting is the first one." Lu Yanchen said with a smile.

He put Song Qingshi's paintings into the first page of the portfolio, and said to him: "This way, my brother's paintings will not be damaged, and we can see my brother's paintings when we grow up."

Song Qingshi's face turned red unconsciously, thinking that when they grow up and see today's paintings, they will feel very childish.

Lu Yanchen put the portfolio in an easy-to-reach place, moved the chair back to its original place, jumped on the bed, and said to Song Qingshi, "Brother, let's go to sleep."

"Ah."

Song Qingshi was sleeping beside Lu Yanchen, he approached Lu Yanchen unconsciously, buried his face in his neck, and fell asleep smelling his unique body fragrance.

However, the leisurely days of the two did not last long, because school will start soon.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!