Chapter 7 Little girl knows how to lie

Author: Nan Ruoruo

Chapter 7 Little girl knows how to lie

After eating, Gu Yanci usually takes a nap.

After working the night shift, he fell asleep at around 3 a.m. and it was almost 4 a.m. He got up at 8 a.m. and could only sleep five hours a day. He couldn't survive without a nap.

Li Mianmian was very energetic. Gu Yanci held her head down for a lunch break, but she stared at the ceiling for half an hour without falling asleep.

She got up quietly, opened the bedroom door a crack, and peeked outside.

Gu Yanci was lying on the sofa, resting his head on one hand and bending his long legs slightly.

He could have gone home and slept, even though it was so close.

But he promised Lan Qingwan to accompany Li Mianmian, and he really stayed here, almost never leaving.

Li Mianmian said that she would not take a nap and wanted her brother to sleep in her own bed, but he did not agree.

He also reasoned with her with a straight face: "No boys can enter a girl's bedroom, do you understand?"

Li Mianmian sighed.

Sometimes, I really feel that Gu Yanci is more like a father than Li Changfeng.

Oh, no.

Like a mom.

He is much more sincere and verbose than Lan Qingwan.

When she came over in the morning, he even helped her loosen the hair tie on her head, saying that if her hair was tied too tightly, she would become bald.

There is only a two-year age difference between them.

But it seems that they are separated by an entire galaxy, and there is an insurmountable gap in the middle.

Gu Yanci is too precocious.

Li Mianmian heard from his parents that his mother had passed away a few days ago, and today he learned that his relationship with his father was not good either.

Although she has been growing up wild for so many years, Gu Yanci's ability to take care of herself in life is much better than hers.

Without support, life in the city seems to be more difficult than in the village.

Li Mianmian's biggest worry in the past was how to fill her stomach.

But it’s actually not that difficult to solve.

Usually when she feels hungry, she goes to the field to pick potatoes to eat.

During the holidays, she could go to the host's house to have a duck neck and the west house to have a bowl of sweet soup.

It's shameless to smile to please, and you can grow up just by rolling in the mud.

Gu Yan was speechless.

He is a man with a straight spine and loves to be clean.

Li Mianmian went back to the room to get her own pillow, and tiptoed to the sofa, trying to stuff the pillow under Gu Yanci's head.

He slept deeply, and as soon as he touched the soft pillow, he subconsciously stretched his neck upwards.

Because of the pressure for too long, his hanging fingers were already a little blue.

Li Mianmian squatted down, pinched his cold fingertips, and rubbed them gently.

After a long time, the fingertips finally returned to a rosy color and became as warm as her hands.

Li Mianmian carefully let go of him, moved to the side, and studied the armrest of the sofa.

She remembered that the armrest could be lowered.

After finally leveling the armrest, Gu Yanci's legs were freed.

But this man is so tall that the sofa at home cannot accommodate him. Even if the armrests are flattened, his feet still fall out.

Li Mianmian stood up and wondered depressedly when she would be as tall as him.

Just being a head shorter would be fine.

She looked at him with her hands on her hips, and after a while, she turned back and entered the study.

The constant chirping of cicadas outside the window contrasts with the tranquility and tranquility inside the house.

Li Mianmian did not do the exercises, but took out the draft paper and continued the unfinished painting in the morning.

She has loved drawing since she was a child. She would often pick up a branch and squat in front of the mud to draw.

After so many years of painting, it actually looks pretty good.

When she was in school, her teacher praised her for her talent in painting.

However, there are very few teachers in the village's junior high school, and most of them are involved in mathematics. The teacher who praised her for being good at painting actually mainly teaches Chinese and mathematics, and also takes art, physical education and music classes.

English is not taught.

Only when Li Mianmian came here did she realize that there is such a thing as English in the world.

So she didn't dare to tell others that she liked painting.

If she actually doesn't draw well, it would be a small matter to be embarrassed, and I'm afraid she won't have the confidence to continue drawing in the future.

After more than half an hour, Gu Yanci finally woke up.

When he raised his hand and touched the pillow, he knew that the little girl had gotten up.

He first went to wash his face with cold water, then opened the study door and saw Li Mianmian sitting upright at the table.

When she noticed him coming, Li Mianmian hurriedly put something under the book.

When he came closer, he saw her copying words.

"What are you hiding?"

Gu Yanci leaned against the desk, his tall body extremely oppressive.

Li Mianmian buried her head guiltily: "It's nothing."

"Huh? The little girl has learned to lie now?" Gu Yanci reached out and picked up her book, "I taught you..."

His eyes narrowed and his words stuck in his throat.

It was him who was drawn on Li Mianmian's draft paper.

Although it's not very realistic, the characteristics are there and people can tell it's him at a glance.

As a self-taught artist, this painting actually has the meaning of sketch.

Li Mianmian hurriedly tried to cover it with her hands, but Gu Yanci had already picked up the painting before her.

"You... are pretty good at painting."

Gu Yanci looked at it for a long time and asked, "Have you learned it before?"

After saying this, he felt ridiculous.

With her previous living standard, how could she possibly attend an interest class?

Li Mianmian nodded solemnly: "I used to take art classes in school."

Gu Yanci heard Lan Qingwan talk about her previous learning environment and knew that there wasn't even a serious art teacher there. She couldn't laugh or cry and said, "What kind of art class is that?"

Li Mianmian looked at his expression and asked tentatively: "Brother, are you praising me for my talent?"

"Yes." Gu Yanci nodded, "I will talk to your mother when she comes back and sign you up for a hobby class, otherwise it would be a pity."

After a pause, he asked: "Can you give this painting to me?"

Li Mianmian nodded repeatedly: "Brother, if you think it looks good, I will draw it for you every day!"

Gu Yanci put the draft paper into his book and said with a smile, "That's not necessary."

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In the evening, Lan Qingwan had just arrived home from get off work, and Gu Yanci took Li Mianmian's paintings to chat with her.

Lan Qingwan had no idea that her daughter had such a talent. She was so surprised that she must find a good teacher for her.

Two days later, Li Mianmian was taken to see her teacher by her mother. From then on, she went to study painting for two hours every Saturday.

After the first class, Gu Yanci asked her what she had learned in class today.

Li Mianmian showed him what she had drawn in class. On the paper, it was a round duck egg.

It's strange. In fact, this painting is not in a realistic style, but Gu Yanci can tell that this round thing is a duck egg.

"My brother gave me salted duck eggs on my birthday." Li Mianmian asked him, "Am I good at painting?"

"Very good." Gu Yanci pulled out a folder from somewhere, handed it to her and said, "Keep every painting in this from now on."

Li Mianmian carefully put the paintings into folders and placed them in the grid on the desk.

At night, she remembered the drawings she had drawn on scratch paper and planned to put them into the folder.

However, as soon as she entered the study room, she saw that the folder had been taken down by someone and spread out on the table.

When I got closer, I saw that the plastic film inside had been torn to pieces and the painting was gone.

After searching for a long time, she saw the torn drawing paper under the table.

Apart from Li Yan being lively, playful and naughty all day long, it is impossible for her parents to do such a thing.

Li Mianmian's first reaction was to drag Li Yan out of bed and beat him severely.

It's not like she hasn't had a fight before.

Not only did she fight, she often won.

Because when others fight, they are fighting, but when she fights, she is risking her life.

However, this thought only appeared for a moment and was quickly suppressed by her.

Although she has been in this house for almost half a month, the relationship with her parents has already broken through and can be said to be very harmonious. Her younger brother Li Yan is also very kind to her, but this time it was too much.

So no matter what, she actually doesn't want to conflict with Li Yan.

Every time her parents taught Li Yanshi a lesson for her, they actually didn't make her happy.

Maybe she thought too much and gave her the impression that her parents were closer to Li Yan, so they could beat and scold them without any scruples.

She knew that her thoughts were strange and unreasonable.

But she just couldn't control it.

Lin Yan seemed to realize that he had done something bad after tearing up the painting. He could usually hear sounds in the study, but today it was especially quiet.

After standing there for a long time, Li Mianmian did not rush out to beat him, but quietly got under the desk, picked up the damaged papers, and laid them out one by one in front of the desk lamp.

That day, Li Mianmian couldn't sleep until early in the morning.

The temperature dropped late at night, and even the chirping of cicadas outside had died down.

In the complete silence, Li Mianmian felt like she vaguely heard the sound of someone going up the stairs.

She got up and looked at the alarm clock. It was already half past two in the morning.

I heard Lan Qingwan say before that Gu Yanci usually gets home from get off work at this time.

After hesitating for two seconds, Li Mianmian got out of bed, walked through the living room in the quiet night, then opened the door and looked outside.

Not long after, the lights in the stairwell below came on.

The slender figures came up step by step.

Gu Yanci wore a black T-shirt and had thick, dark hair.

Looking at him from top to bottom, his whole person was like a mass of thick ink that had been stripped out of this world.

Li Mianmian crossed the threshold and stood at the top of the stairs staring at him.

Turning the corner, Gu Yanci raised his head and took her into his eyes, and stopped in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Li Mianmian pursed her lips and said nothing.

Gu Yanci stepped up in two steps, stood at the lower staircase and rubbed her head.

"Why are you still up so late at night? What are you doing standing here?"

He stayed up all night and his voice was a little hoarse.

Li Mianmian was covered by his broad palm, as if she had found a towering tree on a rainy day.

In an instant, grievances surged up to the tip of her nose like a tide, making her eyes burn with soreness.

She didn't have time to think, and threw herself into Gu Yanci's arms regardless.

Gu Yanci's body stiffened slightly and he was almost thrown back by her.

He raised his arms and grabbed the armrest tightly, hugged her and stepped onto the last step. He touched the back of her head without any rules and asked, "What's wrong?"

"elder brother……"

Li Mianmian cried out, her tears soaking through the thin T-shirt, making Gu Yanci feel cold.

"Li Yan is so annoying, he actually ruined all my paintings." He heard Li Mianmian sobbing, "And every time my parents teach him a lesson for me, I feel that I am the one who is superfluous. I don't

It should be here."

Gu Yanci's heart was severely pinched.

"Who said you are redundant?"

His throat was severely choked and his voice was very soft: "Didn't you tell me that you won't let me be alone in the future?"

"..."

The crying stopped suddenly.

Li Mianmian bit her lip.

"Mumu." Gu Yanci smiled and sighed, "You are just a little liar."
Chapter completed!