When I saw Mr. Fang, I was wild

Cheng Yeyang fell on his shoulder, thinking: Is the anger down?Why is it hotter?

Fang Yuwei's voice was pleasant: "Your bones are so beautiful."

Cheng Yeyang said: "Aren't the bones all the same?"

Fang Yuwei withdrew his hand and shook his head earnestly: "Bones are like jade, each of which is different. Good bones are like Hetian jade and other famous jades. Touching them is heartbreaking. Bad bones are like stones by the river, ordinary and unremarkable."

Hearing his mysterious words, Cheng Yeyang asked curiously: "How to distinguish?"

Fang Yuwei's eyes were burning: "You can tell who is superior by comparing. If you don't believe me, if you touch my bones, you will definitely not be as beautiful as Xiao Yegu."

Cheng Yeyang stretched out his hand dubiously, and as soon as he stuck Shanghe Wei's clothes, he withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang wants me to touch you? You still play such a child's trick. Tsk tsk, I don't."

After speaking, he rolled up a book and went out, and went to study in the small courtyard by himself.

Fang Yu smiled, cleaned up the bowl and went to cook.

The next day, the school was suspended, and both of them were fine, so they set up a chess board game.Cheng Yeyang was impatient, and lacked the ability to observe words and expressions, and was killed by Fang Yuwei.

Cheng Yeyang was dejected, not lost.I also saw his slender fingers holding on to the sunspots, which was very good-looking, and his mind was not on the chessboard.

Seeing that he was not interested, Fang Yuwei did not force him, removed the chessboard, and said to him: "Let's paint."

There is a huge stone in the small courtyard, which is rectangular in shape.The stone surface is wide, smooth and smooth, suitable for lying on the back.When the summer heat is too severe, if Fang and Wei allow it, Cheng Yeyang will occasionally enjoy the coolness on it at night.

Fang Yuwei pulled Cheng Yeyang up, and brought up the black and white chess pieces.He placed two sunspots on the stone slab, and said: "These are Ono's eyes, the brilliance is restrained."

Cheng Yeyang blinked: "No pen, no ink, are you painting?"

Fang Yu smiled lightly: "You don't have to stick to the form. Black and white pieces are scattered on the stone slab, if you can draw it, you can call it a painting. If the eyes flow on the cheeks of your sweetheart, and outline the shape, isn't it also a picture? Is it a delicate painting?"

Cheng Yeyang had never heard such a fresh argument, and continued to watch his movements in a daze.

Fang Yuwei unhurriedly grabbed two leaves from a green bamboo growing behind the stone, and put them on the sunspot: "These are Xiaoye's eyebrows, moist and slender."

Cheng Yeyang asked awkwardly: "Why do you have to paint me? I'm so ashamed, I paint someone else!"

Fang Yuwei shook his head: "How can I do that? As far as the eye can see, you are the only one who can write poems and paintings. When I paint, I don't rely on imagination, I need reference objects."

Cheng Yeyang was a little embarrassed, but also faintly proud: "Only I can be included in poetry or painting?"

Fang Yuwei responded: "Of course."

Cheng Yeyang's heart softened when he heard this, and he simply lay down on the stone, resting his chin on his elbows to watch his painting.

Fang Yuwei used the chess piece cleverly, and borrowed other things for his own use. The painting even had a unique taste, and he painted a human face, and his movements were faint and lingering.

Cheng Yeyang was obsessed with watching, and the young man couldn't suppress his thoughts, so he asked in a daze: "Does Mr. Fang like me?"

Fang Yuwei held a white piece in his hand, handsome as a jade tree in front of the court, turned his head slightly when he heard this, and said bitterly: "I have said this hundreds of times, Xiaoye never takes my words to heart."

hateful!Cheng Yeyang gritted his teeth, this person never said anything accurate, and he has told him tens of thousands of times that he likes it, so what is there to trust?

But he was wronged, grabbed Cheng Yeyang's clothes and said: "I have to punish you."

Cheng Yeyang was confused: "Punish me?"

Fang Yuwei pointed to the painting on the slate: "Only Ono's lips are left. I will punish you to finish the painting. This painting is the result of our cooperation."

The first painting completed with Fang and Wei?

Cheng Yeyang's mind moved, and he didn't realize that there were ripples in his heart, and he strayed into the depths of beauty.

He was young, and compared to Fang Yuwei's skills, he was far behind. He thought about it and didn't know what to use to paint his lips, but he didn't want to use pen and ink when he was inferior.

Looking around, a few flowers and plants in the corner of the courtyard are flourishing.It's a pity that this painting is his own face. If flowers were used instead, it would be too heavy.

Thinking to no avail, Narino Yang leaned over, kissed the cold slate, then raised his head and smiled at Fang Yu: "The painting is finished."

Fang and Wei's eyes were filled with amazement, but they wanted to take advantage of it verbally: "Sorry! This slate is hard and clumsy. If I knew it, I would have painted it on my face! It's a pity that this masterpiece!"

Narino Yang: ...

The two made jokes all morning, and after lunch they leaned against each other to rest on the rock.Cheng Yeyang lay his pillow on Fang Yuwei's thigh, and fell asleep sweetly, like an innocent and carefree young man.

In the afternoon thunder bursts, and Cheng Yeyang wakes up in a dark sky.Overcast clouds hung over the head, and the heat was unbearable.

Fang and Wei had disappeared, and Cheng Yeyang looked down, and there was a letter on the slate:

Ono's sleeping face is innocent and cute, I want to draw it with my eyes when I want to sleep.However, I regret that I am entangled in trivial matters and urged by the school.

Come back soon, don't read.

Cheng Yeyang trembled when he saw it, why did Fang and Wei become more oily every day?

The ink stains had already dried up, Fang and Wei probably had been gone for a while.

There was another thunderstorm, and Cheng Yeyang found an umbrella and walked to the school.

It rained on the road, and the rain came fiercely, crackling against the umbrella surface.The strong wind made the umbrella sway from side to side, and Cheng Yeyang held on to the handle of the umbrella so as not to let the wind blow the umbrella away.He was thinking about Fang and Wei again, but he walked faster.

But it was a shower, which came and went quickly.When Cheng Yeyang walked to the gate of the school, the rain subsided, only pattering on the ground.

Cheng Yeyang paused.

Fang and Wei stood at the entrance of the school, beside... there was a woman.

The rain dripped from the corner of the eaves, patter patter.

Cheng Yeyang stood on the wall, staring at Fang Yu's slightly wet back.

The woman opposite him had permed fluffy curly hair piled on her head like a cloud, her cheongsam was slit high to reveal her long white legs, her mouth with fashionable lipstick opened and closed, chattering endlessly at Fang and Wei.

Cheng Yeyang became angry for no reason, threw the umbrella away irritably, and looked at the two of them in the half-heavy rain.

After waiting for a while, the woman reluctantly nodded at Fang and slightly, turned around and prepared to get in the car.

Fang Yuwei opened the car door for the other party with a gentlemanly demeanor, and carefully put his palms on the roof of the car, lest she bump into it.

Seeing the car go away, he patted the raindrops on his shoulder and turned around leisurely.

Turning his head, he saw Narino Yang.The boy pursed his lips, with a gloomy expression between his brows, he looked a bit like a melancholy and beautiful boy.Fang Yuwei looked at him pervertedly for a few more times, knowing that he was feeling uncomfortable, but he didn't try to comfort him. Instead, he walked over and picked up the oil-paper umbrella first.

He seemed to be teaching a lesson, but his voice was a little teasing: "Why are you so spared? Are you stimulated by that luxury car?"

Cheng Yeyang rolled his eyes coldly, but his heart quarreled: I was stimulated by that beautiful woman with lipstick!Who cares about her broken car.

Fang Yu slightly shook the rain on the umbrella, but without opening it, he walked back with the umbrella, calling Cheng Yeyang as he walked, "Go home."

He walked upright step by step, his back was indescribably good-looking, his skeleton was born with a chic demeanor, and his every move was wonderful. He was so angry when he saw Cheng Yeyang, he felt very wronged, why did he make a special trip Give this person an umbrella, and he doesn't even say thank you?I'm stuck here miserably, drenched in the rain and throwing a tantrum, and he's flirting with beauties.

Cheng Yeyang's face became more serious, his whole body exuded a gloomy atmosphere, and he stood still.Grievance and anger came together, he stared at Fang Yuwei's back, thinking: If he dares to kill me, if he dares to scold me for not leaving, I will definitely beat him.I'm so pissed off, sending someone under the fence is not such a way of posting!

Fang Yuwei seemed to understand his mind, turned slightly sideways, and looked back at him.

In the humid early spring drizzle, his glasses were covered with water vapor, and those eyes were clearly blurry, but they made people blush and heartbeat for no reason.

Through the glasses, Fang Yuwei vaguely imprinted Cheng Yeyang's face in his heart, and his voice still had no tenderness: "Why are you still standing there? I can't see anymore."

Look at this heartless man!Just now you praised me for my innocence and cuteness, but now that I see a beauty, I turn my face and deny anyone!

Fang Yuwei stretched out another hand to Cheng Yeyang, his slender fingers slightly spread, looking pale and weak in the gray rainy day.

The breath that Cheng Yeyang held back disappeared in an instant.That hand was stained with raindrops and gathered together to form a small puddle in the palm of his hand, and he dropped his hand as if he couldn't bear it.

Cheng Yeyang didn't want to see that hand retracted, he walked forward, held that hand, and carefully wiped the water off his hand on his wet clothes.

Fang Yuwei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said to him: "The lady just now, surnamed Sun, is a new foreign language teacher. Today I will give her some teaching materials."

Cheng Yeyang squeezed his hand a little harder.Is it really interesting?What do you mean by introducing him?

Fang Yuwei approached him, and whispered into his ear, "When I saw you just now, I almost forgot everything else. Please remember her name for me, otherwise I won't even be able to say hello next time we meet."

Cheng Yeyang wanted to hug Fang Yuwei and turn around in a circle to bite him a few more times, but he didn't want the other party to know that he was so easy to coax, so he tried to pretend to be calm: "Mr. How attractive are you? Miss Yang won't remember you."

Fang Yu was silent, but he could see through his thoughts.The surname I just told him was Sun, this idiot has lost his soul, and he has lost his memory.

The rain was getting heavier again, he opened the umbrella and it fell on top of Narino Yang: "Did you send me an umbrella on a special trip?"

Cheng Yeyang snorted: "I'm just out for a stroll."

Fang Yuwei curled the corners of his mouth gently, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoye, I'm very happy."

The author has something to say: Fang Yuwei, this scheming boy... eats Ono to death.