Chasing Ethan to the Ends of the World Chapter 8

On the second day together, Ethan He felt something was unreal.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open, his thoughts starting to wander again.

The first person I thought of was my father He Yuan.

He Yuan originally studied Chinese like Song Minhua. At that time, even their common teacher had to sigh that they were a perfect couple, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

Later, for some unknown reason, he ignored his agreement with his girlfriend to continue his studies and started to engage in geological exploration. He was resolute and free and easy.

When Ethan He was young, his father was often not around and rarely called him because he was always traveling through various mountains and forests, covering most of China.

But he always received letters and postcards from afar.

There is no doubt that my father was an emotional man, who possessed both the delicacy of literature and the unrestrainedness of walking step by step on the earth. Whenever he went to a place, he would mention the local customs and culture in his letters.

When he was young, he could not understand most of what he read, so his mother would read it to him word by word. Little Ethan He would only listen to the interesting parts and pay special attention to the date of his father's return at the end of the letter.

In one of the photos, there was only a thatched house standing in the pouring rain. It was foggy in the forest when it rained, so he stopped here temporarily. Large drops of water fell from the eaves, and the splashed mud stained his cloth shoes. At that moment, it seemed that there were only this house and the rain in the world. Although the rain was crackling, he only felt the silence.

His father's camera is always good at capturing these moments. As he grows older, Ethan He will always be moved by the delicate emotions hidden in the tiny details in his writings. Those letters and postcards have also been carefully collected and treasured.

Therefore, Ethan He inevitably inherited his father's sensitive and delicate side.

For example, now.

After waking up, I recalled the dreamlike yesterday again.

Adrian Xie K!ssed him. Oh no, to be precise, he K!ssed her first, and then he confessed.

Adrian Xie said they were together, and then he rejected the other party's request to have dinner together.

If there really is a chip in the human brain, then the chip in Ethan He's brain should not be able to implant the information that Adrian Xie is his boyfriend.

After all, he himself has not yet accepted this fact subconsciously.

This in turn causes the brain to be unable to execute the subsequent love process.

For example, naturally transition to couple mode, call Adrian Xie to invite him to have breakfast together, send him a message to say some intimate and sweet words, or arrange a date for the two of them to be alone.

And so on.

Everything felt unreal to him.

This reminded Ethan He of his childhood. Every time Song Minhua took him swimming, little Ethan He would soak in the pool for a whole day, and finally reluctantly go ashore at his mother's urging.

Then when you walk, your body will feel like it is floating. You are walking on the street, but it feels like you are still in a pool of water.

It feels light and unreal.

That's how he feels now.

Forget it. He sighed, picked up the phone and put it down again.

let it go.

The name of the studio is Cillin, which means Xilin in Chinese. Ethan He once asked him if it has any special meaning.

"Well, it doesn't mean anything. The first medicine I took when I was a child was called ampicillin..."

Adrian Xie answered nonchalantly in a flat tone, pencil still in hand.

Ethan He nodded.

Later he found out that there was more reason why Adrian Xie had such a deep memory for this medicine, but that was a story for later.

Initially, Xilin was just a product of Adrian Xie's spur of the moment. After it was connected with Qingcheng, its positioning had to be changed and its business scope had to be expanded.

However, this area is not under Ethan He's jurisdiction. He is only responsible for building the platform, attracting investment, and then pushing Xilin step by step to a larger platform.

Oliver Ji and Serena Miao discussed inviting a few tattoo artists and mural artists back. As for Adrian Xie, they would be thankful if he could come over whenever he was interested.

A studio exclusively for him was reserved on the second floor, and the balcony was opened up to make a lounge, which was even bigger than the one in the Xie family.

There were basically no classes in the second semester of the junior year. After Ethan He finished his last class of the day, he went straight to Xilin after leaving school.

He hadn't thought of what to send to Adrian Xie all morning, but he didn't expect to see him here.

Xie Zhuoyu was very persistent and insisted that he stay at home. Adrian Xie finally agreed and came to Xilin the next morning after sending his brother to school.

"Why don't you let me pick you up?"

He looked at Ethan He and frowned.

Yesterday, because Xie Zhuoyu kept chattering in his ear, Adrian Xie didn't notice that Ethan He didn't contact him the whole night, let alone a phone call or even a single word.

This is terrible.

Ethan He was also a little surprised to see him. "I came here directly after class," he explained.

Adrian Xie's expression softened and he reached out to Ethan He.

"What?"

"cell phone."

Ethan He didn't ask why and handed it to him obediently.

Who would add their boyfriend on WeChat on the second day of dating?

No one would believe it if I told them.

But this is indeed the case with Ethan He and Adrian Xie. Before, the only time they met was when they appeared in Xilin at the same time. Even if they became slightly familiar with each other later, they only exchanged phone numbers.

In fact, Ethan He had searched for that number privately, but the account displayed on the WeChat page was empty.

Obviously, Adrian Xie should have more than one mobile phone number, and he doesn’t want many people to know his WeChat ID.

He just added a friend and didn't make any notes. Ethan He thought about it and typed three words on the keyboard.

"Send me a copy of your class schedule."

Adrian Xie said again.

"good."

Then nothing happened. Ethan He watched the painting being painted quietly.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot?"

Adrian Xie dipped his brush into new paint and looked at the person behind him, "Can you paint with oils?"

Ethan He shook his head. The most he could do was sketch and copy.

When he was a child, his father sent him many postcards. He loved every photo on the postcards. Since he couldn’t understand the words on them, he wanted to draw them.

"Want to try it?"

"Um?"

Adrian Xie stopped writing.

Before Ethan He had the time to think about what to do, he stretched out his hand and held it, completely wrapping her up.

Adrian Xie's fingers are very long, with distinct joints, and his palms are also very big, so he can loosely hold Ethan He's hands in a circle.

Ethan He recalled the first time they met. The simple act of throwing the pottery with these hands had made him unable to walk.

He didn't know when he held the pen in his palm, and Adrian Xie held his hand from behind and painted stroke by stroke.

The atmosphere was quiet and no one spoke for a while. Adrian Xie's light breath swept across his neck, which felt a little itchy.

Ethan He couldn't help but look back.

"Focus."

Ethan He blushed easily because of Adrian Xie's words, and his eyes glanced around unnaturally, from the murals on the wall to the paints scattered on the ground, and finally back to the two people's clasped hands.

In this position, the two men were very close. Adrian Xie was much taller than him, and he leaned forward slightly, with his chin some distance away from his shoulder.

Now the distance was getting smaller and smaller. Adrian Xie approached quietly, and it was unknown when he put down the pen in his hand.

"What perfume do you use?"

He rested his chin on the crook of Ethan He's neck and sniffed gently, with a very intimate tone.

Ethan He was amused by his smelling action, and his body, which was tense a few seconds ago, relaxed.

"It smells like laundry detergent."

Like a quilt that has just been exposed to the sun, soft and fluffy.

Very clean smell.

Adrian Xie didn't comment and rubbed his hair again. His hair was a little stiff and Ethan He couldn't help but shrink into his arms.

The posture of the two had already changed because of Adrian Xie's approach. As if occupying his territory and property, he slowly tightened his hands on Ethan He's waist, forming an embracing gesture and hugging her from behind.

"Why is your waist so thin?"

Adrian Xie seemed to be just asking casually, not expecting an answer.

The warm breath was getting closer and closer, all spraying on Ethan He's neck.

A series of delicate K!sses followed, and he K!ssed behind his ear, causing a large area of   skin to feel numb.

As if he was dissatisfied with the current K!ss, Adrian Xie used his forearm to turn the person in another direction, and this time the K!ss fell on the lips.

As they were closely connected, Ethan He suddenly realized.

It turns out that they are now in a relationship where they can K!ss at any time.

This realization made Ethan He's face turn red, and his whole body felt light, but Adrian Xie's strong K!ss pulled him back to the ground.

At this point, the relationship between the two seemed to have substance. At the same time, a chip named "Adrian Xie" was implanted, and the love program was finally started.

"hiss."

The next second, Ethan He cried out in pain.

Adrian Xie was dissatisfied with his distraction and bit him.

"Why can't you even concentrate on the K!ss?"

There was obvious displeasure in the man's voice.

Ethan He didn't argue. He put his hands on his shoulders and neck and K!ssed him gently like a little animal.

It was even more obvious that Adrian Xie was coaxed and he held the person's waist and deepened the K!ss.

"Ahem."

Oliver Ji stood at the door, leaning one hand against the wall, looking at the two people in front of him with a malicious smile on his face.

"I have to state in advance that I didn't peek, you guys left the door unlocked."

He raised his hands to prove his innocence.

Adrian Xie glanced at him coldly. He was in a bad mood, and his displeasure at being interrupted was written all over his face.

Ethan He pretended to be calm and said, "Well, you guys go ahead and do your things first. I have something to do in the student union tonight, so I'll go back to school first..." After saying that, he wanted to leave.

Adrian Xie grabbed his arm.

"I send you."

He turned around, took the key from the table, and walked out with the person in his arms.

Oliver Ji was like a transparent person the whole time, and he shouted in dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, what's the matter? Can't you see me? Don't leave yet, I have something important to tell you."

Adrian Xie looked unhappy.

Ethan He squeezed his hand soothingly, "I can go back by myself, you guys can talk about business." After thinking for a while, he added, "Do you have time to have dinner together tonight?"

Adrian Xie nodded and watched Ethan He go downstairs.

"Oh, that's enough. I know you two are so sweet. We'll see you in the evening. Can you hold back a little?"

Oliver Ji got goose bumps all over his body and complained speechlessly.

It turned out that the store had just received a new batch of paintings. A niche painter from Norway finally relented and agreed to authorize them to be the sales agent. The first batch of sample paintings had just arrived today, and Mu Lu called them to ask them to hire someone to move them in the afternoon.

"You're really quick!"

Oliver Ji looked at Adrian Xie and made eyes. He really couldn't understand why even someone like Ethan He could be deceived by this guy's appearance and get what he wanted.

At first he just noticed that there was something fishy going on between the two, but he didn't expect that they were really together, and it was so fast that he caught them K!ssing before they could officially make it public.

"I advise you not to overdo it."

Adrian Xie raised his eyebrows, snorted in his throat, and ignored him.