The undisciplined and proud young master × the inferior and gentle painter
Wen Nanzhu has always lived in this small town, which is peaceful and peaceful and the residents are simple. He didn't have anything special to do, he just wanted to go for a walk every day, to see the flowers in the begonia forest, and to sketch by the lake.
The days passed peacefully like this.
Until one day, a rude man broke into Wen Nanzhu's small yard. He forcefully tore apart the town's peaceful pretense in an attempt to pull Wen Nanzhu out of this illusion.
At the end of the story, you have to remember my name.
"I am Luo Zhen, don't forget me."
Column serialization: "The cohabitant seems to be mentally ill"
Pretending to be steady but still (forced), a naive cool guy x a gentle young master who is still cool
After living together with Jian Zhengyan for a week, Pei Shu suddenly realized that something was wrong with his senior.
It was clear that the soundproofing of Jian Zhengyan's house was surprisingly good. After he cut his hand in the room, he let out a soft cry. Before he could stand up, Jian Zhengyan rushed in through the door, carrying a medical box and holding his hand to help him.
Pei Shu was puzzled. When he asked Jian Zhengyan, he only heard him hesitate: "I... I thought you might be able to use a knife. In short, it's just intuition!"
Once it was just intuition, but when he accidentally slipped and dropped a cup downstairs, and bumped his arm while playing with a cat... Jian Zhengyan almost immediately came over to help him deal with it.
If he hadn't confirmed that Jian Zhengyan was not with him when the incident occurred, Pei Shu would really have thought that he was spying on him.
But every time he asked, Jian Zhengyan just said with evasive eyes: "Intuition."
Pei Shu was dubious, but because he really liked this person, he could only tell himself silently: He might be a little delusional about being persecuted, so he was so well prepared.
……
Until Pei Shu checked the pet monitoring system on a whim, he didn't see the kitten at home. Instead, he saw Jian Zhengyan sitting on the sofa, his eyes dark and his hand half-stretched in the air, as if he was stroking something intimately. Pei Shu thought he was dazzled, but when Jian Zhengyan murmured his nickname, his mind went blank.
And if you take a closer look, Jian Zhengyan's arm resting on his leg has veins popping out, and his eyes staring into space are full of possessive desire.
Pei Shu was shocked and could no longer comfort himself: "Oh no, he seems to have a mental problem."
He was about to turn off the surveillance when he saw Jian Zhengyan's eyes falling directly on the camera, as if he could see him through the lens, he tilted his head slightly and shouted affectionately:
"Little book?"
Pei Shu suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
Intention: Live vigorously
