The fiery temperature of the boy's palm gradually intertwined with his breathing.

Xu Sheng was so familiar in this studio that he sat here countless nights before his first year of high school, facing the easel, holding a brush in his hand.

He likes to listen to songs when he draws, and listens to all kinds of songs. He pulls the headphone cord out of his clothes pocket. One side of the earphone is playing a song casually, and the other side receives the sound when the pen tip rubs against the drawing paper.' rustling' sound.

When the sun is hot in the afternoon, there are often a few lazy cats passing by on the steps outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Occasionally they would stop to expose their belly and lie down in the sun.

All the displays in the studio were still as they were, even the few demonstration paintings hanging on the walls were not revealed. It was because of this familiarity that Xu Sheng felt even more uncomfortable.

At first, in order to hold the pen steady, he gripped his fingers tightly at first, and then loosened it uncontrollably as if he was scalded by the temperature of the opponent's hand.

Until Shao Zhan asked him, "Don't you paint?"

"..."

Xu Shengxin said, don't you think this posture is strange?

Shao Zhan's tone was calm, even with an imperceptible temptation in his words: "Your friend has been out for five minutes, and he should be back soon."

"Painting," Xu Sheng repeated, his fingers tightly clasping Shao Zhan's knuckles in turn, "Don't move."

It's not that Xu Sheng hasn't changed his paintings before, but it's the first time he's changed his paintings in this way.

He led Shao Zhan's hand to dip the paint on the palette, and put the other hand on the back of the chair behind Shao Zhan. The two were very close, especially when Xu Sheng leaned down to get closer. Wait until the tip of the pen is stained with paint, and then guide it back to the drawing paper.

The so-called ambient color is the color that is reflected by ambient light to a specific object.

After Xu Sheng finished drawing that stroke, he let go.

Kang Kai also just came back from buying the medicine. He hurriedly entered the door and said, "What's the matter with your stomach? Why do you still have stomach pains... I remember that you were prone to colds for a while, but are you better now?"

Shao Zhan: "Cold?"

Kang Kai: "Yeah, every time I catch a cold, I get very angry. I don't even bother to move my fingers. I just reply with a single word when I ask you anything."

Xu Sheng's resistance was indeed not very good when he was a child, and he was prone to catch a cold every time the season changed. Originally, this grandfather often found a place to sleep on his stomach, but when he caught a cold, he became more and more arrogant.

Every time Kang Kai couldn't see it: "You didn't write your homework? Your teacher didn't say anything harsh. If you don't hand in your homework again, you won't have to take her class next time."

"Don't worry, I'm sick now, what kind of homework should I mention?" Xu Sheng said hoarsely, "Go away."

Kang Kai has a lot to play on the topic and continues to complain.

Still Xu Sheng couldn't listen anymore, and pointed to Shao Zhan: "Is it time for him to take medicine?"

Shao Zhan: "..."

Kang Kai: "Oh, yes, I'll pick up the hot water." When Kang Kai said this, he realized that his painting had been altered.

"I'll go," he could recognize Xu Sheng's handwriting at a glance, Kang Kai said, "Is it changed?"

Afterwards, Aunt Kang came back from shopping and warmly invited the two of them to stay for dinner. It was rare to see a friend of "Xu Sheng", but the two of them counted the time and had to go back before the school closed.

It was getting dark, and the bus departed every half an hour. When the two arrived at the station, they had just left.

Shao Zhan asked, "When did you start learning to draw?"

"Junior high school," Xu Sheng squatted on the side of the flower bed, and he spoke in a tone of indifference, "It's... four years of study."

"Why don't you continue to study?"

"Why, I don't have time."

Xu Sheng's rhetoric from the interest class is not easy to arouse suspicion. People who don't understand painting will not think of any art exams at first, especially students in a pure culture school like Linjiang No. 6 Middle School. zero.

It's like when you suddenly found out that your friend around you can play a certain musical instrument.

Just interested.

Although he can't do anything as a scumbag, he can't have any special talents and talents?

——If Shao Zhan hadn't seen one of the wish papers in Meng Guowei's office, he might have thought so too.

But he wasn't sure if the four words on the paper meant what he thought.

It's just that after the two were linked together, there was a vague suspicion that appeared in front of him covered in a layer of fog.

Xu Sheng didn't want to continue talking, and Shao Zhan didn't ask.

During the conversation, the car came.

There were not many people in the ordering car, Xu Sheng put in a coin and walked straight to the back row: "Sit in the back?"

Shao Zhan has no opinion.

After the two sat down, Xu Sheng took the phone out of his pocket and handed it to Shao Zhan, motioning him to change the phone.

Before Shao Zhan handed him the phone, he saw an unread message on the lock screen.

[mom]:……

The content behind is hidden.

Xu Sheng took it, and his expression didn't change after seeing the news.

[Mom]: Let's have a vacation.

[Mom]: You have to eat well on weekends, don't get up too late in the morning, and don't always go out to eat. The food in the school cafeteria is no better than the outside, so it's healthy anyway.

Xu Shenghui: Got it.

It was only now that the nervousness that had been in the past few days was relieved. Shao Zhan unexpectedly received news from Kang Kai and stepped into the studio, but still kept pulling out. Xu Sheng stared at the word "mother" for a while, and then closed his eyes.

The bus slowly drove into the tunnel, and the big black hole seemed like an abyss that could swallow everything.

After a while, the vain white halo across the eyelids also dimmed, and the eyes were completely dark.

Time and space seem to follow this tunnel back to that night with heavy rain more than a year ago.

The thunder continued outside the window, and the rain was pouring down.

Xu Yaping didn't let him learn to paint. Xu Sheng was like all the young people of that age who were disobedient to discipline. With his character, he would only make trouble more than they did. He smiled and said, "Mom, you are thinking about me. , still thinking about yourself."

Xu Yaping said sternly: "Why am I not thinking about you? The teachers have said that your grades have improved rapidly. According to the results of the mock test, your first choice can completely sprint to other schools. If you insist on applying to Liyang No. 2 Middle School—— Just don't go to high school!"

Xu Sheng looked down at the drawing papers scattered on the ground. On the desk beside him, there was a booklet of "High School Entrance Examination Questions". It was densely written with notes. His grades were really bad, and he had to copy two wrong questions. all over.

The quarrel is fruitless, it just keeps repeating.

In the end, it became more and more intense, probing each other with the sharpest needle.

During that time, the relationship between Xu Sheng and Xu Yaping dropped to a freezing point, and it finally broke out when Xu Yaping mentioned moving.

Xu Yaping is very angry. She has been carrying her children alone for so many years and has a strong desire to control them - she tries to plan Xu Sheng's future.

"I don't like culture classes at all. Why do I put my grades up, don't you know? I sleep four or five hours a day for what do you think it is for?" Xu Sheng did not back down, although his tone was not sharp, But it is irrefutable, "What school I apply for is my freedom."

Xu Yaping: "I'm not arguing with you now, anyway, Liyang No. 2 Middle School just can't—"

Xu Sheng: "If you just want to tell me this, that's enough."

Xu Sheng finally suppressed his arrogance. Later, he occasionally heard Xu Yaping hiding on the balcony and calling on the phone, and only then did he know that Xu Yaping's company was laying off employees.

"I saw myself on the layoff list," Xu Yaping clenched her phone tightly and said incoherently, "What should I do? And Xiaosheng... I can't sleep every night, and I can't find the right one after I want it. What should I do with my work, what should I do with my children, I have to hold on, I can't fall."

When Xu Yaping said this to her acquaintances, she spoke in a tone that Xu Sheng had never heard before.

In Xu Sheng's impression, Xu Yaping is strong and strong, she seems to be omnipotent.

That was the first time Xu Sheng saw her crying, and only then did she realize that she was just an ordinary person, and she would be at a loss when she didn't know what to do, and she would be at a loss where he couldn't see it.

Xu Yaping sobbed in a low voice: "So I hope he doesn't take risks. I hope he will live well in the future and take a safer path..."

Xu Sheng stood with his back against the wall on the other side of the door.

The bus finally pulled out of the tunnel.

Xu Sheng may have fallen asleep, or he may not.

His senses were separated from the picture in his mind, and then he vaguely felt that something was covering his eyes.

Xu Sheng opened his eyes a little and found that it was Shao Zhan...it was his own hand.

Shao Zhan raised his hand, picked up the broken hair that had fallen in front of him, and twisted it to the side, then put the palm of his hand on the back of his head and let him lean on his shoulder.

Xu Sheng found a comfortable sleeping position, turned his face slightly sideways, and finally fell asleep leaning on Shao Zhan's shoulder.

After more than half an hour's drive, Shao Zhan calmly pressed his forehead and forced him to raise his head when he arrived at the station. Although his words were cold, his actions were not heavy: "Here we are."

It is strange to say that after the two are familiar with the body, even though Shao Zhan is in his body, he will no longer have any strange feeling. On the contrary, Xu Sheng clearly realizes that no matter who the body belongs to, he will never feel it. It was Shao Zhan.

It looks cold, but in fact...

Xu Sheng actually thought about it for a long time, and added a sentence to Shao Zhan's back.

It's actually quite cold.

Xu Sheng glanced down and saw the distinct joints on the boy's hand, but the temperature of the hand seemed to be completely opposite.

After Xu Sheng returned to the dormitory, he remembered that there was still a stack of A4 paper folded into squares in his trouser pocket. This was the after-school homework assigned by Zhou Yuan to Shao Zhan.

S: Your homework after class is still with me. I forgot to give it to you. You should get it or I will send it to you.

Shao Zhan replied after a while: I'll get it later.

S: How long is the wait?

S: I will wait for the game for a while. According to the spirit of e -sports, the game will not open the door in the middle of the game.

Shao Zhan: After taking a bath.

S: ...

Hold.

S: Are you taking a bath?

Shao Zhan: To be precise, in undressing.

I can't talk about this day.

Xu Sheng couldn't help but remember.

S: Wash fast.

S: Wash your eyes closed.

A few seconds later, the "Ding" sounded, and the screen lit up.

Shao Zhan: have seen it long ago, and now said that it was too late to close eyes.

Shao Zhan was naked, and the teenager's black rope was still hanging around the neck. Before the interval, the people who looked at the opposite were repeatedly entered. Finally, the words "in the input" stopped, and the chat box returned to peace.

Shao Zhan put down the phone.

He thought the studio was just a simple "interest class" before going today.

But unexpectedly discovered that it seemed not just that.

There seems to be a lot of traces of Xu Sheng's life here. Whether you have never seen it, the teenager looks like a brush, or listening to the trivial matters mentioned in the small characters in the small characters, it seems that he is close to Xu Sheng closer to Xu Sheng. a little.

Xu Sheng also found out that Shao Zhan invaded his private territory unconsciously.

Do not.

Xu Sheng remembered the teenager who was sitting on the window sill in the dark passage in the green boat base.

Or.

They were each other and had already stepped in.