Quick wear said it was unique

The two were very close, but Luo Menghui didn't feel that the domain was violated. He said with great interest: "I have never seen such a painting that can make me feel peaceful and soothe my emotions. , that’s why I hang it here, so I’m telling you sincerely, I can’t give it to you.”

Xu Junze gritted his teeth: "The reason why the painting is passed on is because it is very educational for painters. It will not be a pity if it is handed over to someone who understands it."

"You mean, it's a pity in my hands?" Luo Menghui always felt that his reaction was a little funny for some reason. He was not even too attached to the painting, so he wanted to tease him.

"Hmph!" Xu Junze snorted, the meaning was self-evident.

Luo Menghui's face was a little loose: "It's not impossible to let you see."

"Really?!" Xu Junze was ready to fight a long battle, even if it was a grind, he would wear it away, and he was very surprised to see him compromise so easily.

"Lend you for a while, but you have to pay it back."

Xu Junze was a little disappointed, but if he could borrow it, maybe it would be given to him as a gift?So he nodded.

Luo Menghui smiled very elegantly: "But I can't lend it to you for nothing, what do you want to exchange?"

Xu Junze's eyes widened in shock, did he want to exchange that?

He thought angrily in his heart, so you are this kind of person? !

Luo Menghui looked at him strangely from shock to disgust, then to hesitation, and finally became firm, then approached him, separated his legs, and sat on him like this.

"?"

Luo Menghui was wondering, when he cupped his face with both hands, his lips were covered!

"!" What the hell!

Xu Junze seemed very reluctant, he forced, simply and roughly pinched the man's chin, pushed through Luo Menghui's jaws, and broke in like this, rampaging in his mouth before letting him go, staring fiercely at him. Looking at him: "Is this enough?"

Luo Menghui frowned. He actually didn't feel insulted. To him, Xu Junze's behavior probably meant that someone suddenly stuffed a cucumber into his mouth... like this .

Although it was abrupt, there was nothing weird about it, so he looked straight at him without blushing or panting, and even thought about asking him: "You seem to be very reluctant, why did you think of using this method as a condition?"

Xu Junze glared at him even more fiercely, and he angrily said to him: "That perverted tutor I met in Milan for training exchanged with a student like this!"

Luo Menghui asked him strangely: "Did I ask you to repay me like this?"

Xu Junze was very angry, as if he had been insulted: "What you said is exactly the same as that pervert!"

"Do you think I look like a pervert?"

Xu Junze paused for a moment, looked at his calm eyes, half of his anger subsided, and then found that there was a very faint fragrance of dessert in his mouth, so he looked at Luo Menghui: "Have you eaten dessert?"

Luo Meng nodded back.

Xu Junze struggled a bit on his face. He always felt that Luo Menghui's lips were very fragrant and soft. He leaned closer and smelled it, and there was still a faint fragrance. He wanted to take a bite, so he really took action.

"..." What's wrong with this?Luo Menghui's lips were gnawed by someone's saliva, like gnawing on a bone.

The most important thing is that Xu Junze's eyes were fixed on him all the time, and his eyes were full of childlike innocent desire to explore, without any lust or evil thoughts at all.

Neither pushing nor welcoming.

Luo Menghui had no choice but to watch him gnaw, and suddenly Xu Junze's eyes lit up, and his tongue just broke into the person's mouth.

"!"

It is indeed delicious on the lips.

Suddenly Xu Junze tasted a slightly sweet taste, so he thought about the source of the taste, locked his mouth, took a lot of effort, and even bit Luo Menghui to taste the slightly sweet liquid as he wished, satisfied sigh.

Hearing his humming, the veins on Luo Menghui's forehead twitched, pushed away the big boy who was sucking an inch into his mouth, wiped off the residual fluid from the corner of his mouth, and covered his forehead tiredly.

Before he could say anything, Xu Junze questioned him innocently: "What are you doing?!"

Luo Menghui said with an ugly face: "That's what I want to say too. What are you doing?"

Xu Junze became more innocent, and even felt upset after being interrupted: "Taste your taste."

"..." Luo Meng was at a loss for words, obviously he had done nothing wrong, but seeing Xu Junze's righteous accusation, he actually calmed down a little!

What's wrong!

He felt like the tide in his heart, the ups and downs were very turbulent, why did he feel that he had done something wrong, he couldn't even maintain his smile, stood up irritably, and looked at the painting.

Who is the pervert? !

The painting is very simple, the whole body is blue, and the whole picture is covered with staggered shades of dark and light, and it is smudged with white.

There is also a pigeon in the lower right corner, with a small package tied to its feet. It spreads its wings and flies towards the sun. It is not known whether it is flying against the sun in the sky or underwater, trying to break through the shackles of the sea level. Fly to the sun, meet the sun.

But no matter which one it is, the whole picture shows a very peaceful and long aftertaste, as if the soul has released the shackles of the body and turned into the white dove, flying to the place the heart yearns for without hesitation.

There are a few petty words "myheart" at the bottom.

Xu Junze stood beside him at some point: "What do you think the owner of the painting wants to express?"

Luo Menghui calmed down and realized that these two kisses were actually just playful, they couldn't be more pure.

So I smiled: "This painting was originally called 'myheartsea', the sea in my heart. The author's heart was very peaceful, but suddenly one day, he wanted to break through the sky. , but he is already used to it, even if he wants to break the rules, he will appear very gentle."

Xu Junze agreed very much and continued: "This should be drawn by an old man. His brushwork is very proficient, and every stroke is very restrained and steady."

Luo Menghui smiled: "Contrary to yours, I think this is a young man's painting. Although his brushstrokes are smooth and flowing, he has obviously been immersed in this way for a long time, but his color matching is a bit green and has a strong Vibrant vitality. If you look carefully, you can find that the brushwork in some places is different from other places. It should be that new elements have been added. If I guess correctly, it should be original, and it is obviously well integrated. Or, he The character is quiet and the heart is old, because of something, the idea of ​​​​rebellion suddenly broke out: either, his mind is pure and innocent, and he feels depressed about the ordinary world, and he wants to break the old rules that he silently accepted at that time, and find his own peace. I want to create my own technique and start a new era in oil painting."

Xu Junze was stunned. He was surprised and his level of appreciation was even more mature than his. He looked at Luo Menghui with fanaticism: "Don't you know oil painting?"

Luo Menghui looked at him and was very funny: "It doesn't mean you can't taste one or two."

Xu Junze agreed with his statement, and then asked: "Is there such a person? The heart is already old at a young age."

"Have you ever heard a saying? At thirty you stand up, at forty you don't get confused, at fifty you know the destiny, at sixty you listen to your ears. 72 Follow your heart's desire and don't overstep the rules."

"kindness."

"But if you think about it in another direction, the heart of the soul is like still water, you can calmly deal with all the setbacks and ups and downs, you can see the hardships and tortures, and enjoy them, and deal with them peacefully. In fact, you have reached a more noble state. The heart here is old and not It's not old-fashioned, mentally exhausted, but a state of detachment."

"This person can change styles with ease."

Xu Junze seems to understand, he grew up abroad, and he is not very familiar with the profound and far-reaching intellectual wealth of the motherland, but he knows that such people do exist.

Luo Menghui also saw his doubts, so he said, "Come with me."

The two returned to the hall, opened the sixth door, and crossed the long corridor to a cool grove, passing through the narrow path.

There was a piano on a piece of green grass. Luo Meng sat back on the stool, pressed it a few times slowly, and then pressed his fingers on the keys.

A piece of music flowed out from his hand, like a gurgling stream, hitting on the rocks, both exciting and shocking but also peaceful and slow.

This piece of music is a repertoire of the war era, with the encouragement and encouragement to the soldiers who bathe in blood.

But under Luo Menghui's men, he has the determination to serve the motherland, and he also has the courage to fight the enemy bravely at all costs.

But the difference is that the song not only inspires brave fighters, but also comforts the numb and painful hearts, as well as comforts and mourns the dead.

The same thing, viewed in different ways, will be presented differently.

An old heart is just a state of great wisdom and foolishness, detached from things.

The music went away, and their eyes met.

Xu Junze asked him: "Is your heart getting old?"

Luo Menghui's smile was very shallow: "No, I'm still anxious and restless."

Xu Junze seemed to smile a bit: "It's good not to be old."

Luo Menghui looked at the thoughtful Xu Junze, closed the piano, and left gently.

Xu Junze actually knew that Luo Menghui was leaving, but he didn't move.

There is a person who has such a great magic power that can make his heart surge, make his heart still, and make him... epiphany and see clearly.

He can control his mood and preferences at all times.

At that moment...

My heart seemed to be stabbed.

It seems that something is making a chrysalis, trying to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly.

want to get closer.

In the end, Xu Junze did not bring up his original intention. He started to walk out of the long corridor of the collection room, and on the grounds of "fulfilling the friendship of the landlord", he and Luo Menghui went together in and out of the villa to "familiarize with the environment".