born stubborn

Bright light shone into the cardboard box, and suddenly a fire-colored butterfly flew out.

Then the second one, the third one... More and more butterflies came out of the cardboard box, fluttering their wings and flying around.

The onlookers, Hao Tian, ​​and even Liang Yue and Yuan Yang were stunned.

All kinds of butterflies flew colorfully in the classroom of Class [-] of the United States.

This strange scene, as beautiful as a fairy tale dream, amazed the students who were originally studying art.

"Well, you can take this gift if you don't want to." Liang Yue said with a smile.

Hao Tian frowned, and looked up at the swarms of butterflies in the classroom, as if she had been hit by a butterfly disaster, "What season is it, where did he get so many fluttering moths?"

"Yes, you should ask him, it's not easy for that guy to catch a box of plop moths."

Liang Yue suppressed his laughter, picked up the empty cardboard box and went back to the back of the classroom, put the cardboard box next to the trash can, and sat back beside Yuan Yang.

Yuan Yang turned his eyes from the butterflies flying by the window back to Liang Yue's face, leaned close to him and said in a low voice, "I didn't see it, your method of chasing girls is really clever."

Liang Yue quickly took a sneak peek at Hao Tian who was still in a daze, then looked down at Yuan Yang and smiled, "How did you know that?"

Yuan Yang snorted, "As far as Viagra is concerned, I can't think of this kind of Mary Su's move."

"Shhh!" Liang Yue smiled and made a mute gesture, sweeping around the butterflies that filled the classroom, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Yuan Yang nodded in approval.

"If you like it, then I'll give you a box too?" Liang Yue said casually.

Yuan Yang closed the textbook with a snap, and pointed to the desk behind him, "It's useless to chase girls and let me go. Go back to your own desk. Class is about to begin."

Liang Yue raised his eyebrows and pretended to be unhappy and said, "You chased me? I can't stay any longer, the bell hasn't rung yet."

Yuan Yang snorted helplessly, "Okay, if you have the kindness, you will stay forever."

Liang Yue leaned into his ear and whispered: "Of course there are eggs, there will be eggs, and it will be for the rest of my life. Afraid of you?"

"Damn..." Yuan Yang leaned on the desk and laughed.

……

After arguing with Xia Weichu, Yuan Yang hadn't had much energy for the past few days. Today, seeing butterflies all over the room, he felt a little better.

But after eating at noon, my mother sent a message that was not family-friendly:

[Check the living expenses for this month]

Yuan Yang's mood once again fell to the bottom.

Every time he receives the money and sees such information, he will involuntarily feel a strong sense of self-blame and inferiority complex.

He felt that he was very incompetent, but he couldn't share the burden for his family even though he was strong.

I also felt that my mother had a problem with him, and didn't tell him a word of extra words.

why?

Every time Yuan Yang came to this time, he would frantically ask himself why in his heart countless times, but he never found out the answer.

Liang Yue has been carefully accompanying him for the past few days. He could tell that Yuan Yang was unhappy, but he didn't ask.

He felt that if Yuan Yang wanted to talk to him, he would naturally tell him. If he didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask, but tried to divert Yuan Yang's attention. ?”

"You go first, I'll go to the bank." Yuan Yang got up and walked out with his schoolbag.

Liang Yue looked at his back and clicked his tongue helplessly.

After checking the money in the bank, he wrote back to his mother. Just as Yuan Yang walked near the classroom, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and frowned immediately.

It was Yuan Tao again.

He didn't want to answer it at first, so he cut it off, and Yuan Tao continued to call.

Press it again, and hit again, persistently hitting.

Yuan Yang was in a hurry, and got on the phone with anger, "What are you doing!"

"I'll just ask you, did she give you all the money again?" On the other end of the phone, Yuan Tao was not polite, and went straight to the point.

Yuan Yang took a deep breath, wanting to curse so much, held back for a long time, but only spat hard on the ground.

Yuan Tao heard his movement, and yelled on the other end of the phone, "Speak up! I can't live this life anymore, and she even gave you all the money. If you are a fucking person, give me the money Take them all back!"

With blue veins popping up on Yuan Yang's forehead, he gritted his teeth and growled, "Fuck..."

He couldn't swear, he almost gritted his teeth.

Yuan Tao yelled over there: "Give me the fucking money back, at least half of the money will be mine!"

Yuan Yang closed his eyes, what kind of brother, didn't he deny it a long time ago, he still has scrupulousness!

"Yuan Tao, you..."

"Yuan Tao, you bastard! Put the phone down, or the child and I will die here!"

A few clear angry words came from the other end, the voice was sharp and cold.

Even though Yuan Yang hadn't heard this voice for a long time, he immediately recognized that it was his mother.

The avatar on the phone was arguing fiercely, and the voice was very chaotic, and the chaotic Yuan Yang was also irritated.

Gradually, Yuan Tao's voice faded away, but there was a slow panting voice that couldn't suppress his anger: "Hello, Yuan Yang?"

"Mom?" Yuan Yang yelled "Mom" after a long absence, and his hands trembled.

Mom suddenly yelled over there: "If he calls you again, you will turn off the phone!"

After shouting, before Yuan Yang could say anything, the phone hung up like this.

Yuan Yang stood still on the spot for more than a minute before he came back to his senses.

Isn't home a harbor?

Why, in Yuan Yang's view, is it a mountain on his back?

He doesn't want to cry because crying doesn't solve anything.

He also didn't want to go back to the classroom, he was afraid that his classmates would see from his face that he was very fragile now.

where to?I don't know, it seems like I have nowhere to go.

In a daze, Yuan Yang followed the direction of his heart and went to the studio.

Because there is Liang Yue.

Not long after lunch, now it's lunch break, Liang Yue is the only one in the studio.

A canvas frame is supported on the easel, and a piece of oil painting tools is placed underneath.

Holding a palette in one hand and a scraper in the other, Liang Yue was revising an oil painting he hadn't finished before.

Yuan Yang came behind him silently.

Liang Yue turned around when he heard the movement, "Is the matter over?"

"En." Yuan Yang responded, and shifted his gaze to Liang Yue's work.

A large field of warm yellow sunflowers blooms among the blue sky and green trees, thriving, full of vitality, lifelike.

A person like Liang Yue, or a person like this, is always positive.

"Give me some advice?" Liang Yue pointed to the painting and asked Yuan Yang with a smile.

"No problem, it's good." Yuan Yang forced a smile, and pointed to the painting, "You continue."

Liang Yue smiled happily, picked up some lemon yellow with a spatula, and continued to modify the flower head of a sunflower.

Yuan Yang conveniently took a stool from the side, next to Liang Yue, and sat behind him with his legs crossed.

Suddenly, he stretched his long arms around Liang Yue's waist, and leaned his head against his back shoulder.

If you want to say when people will let go of their disguise, they must be tired.

The heart is too tired, and I can no longer wear a mask to pretend to be strong, so I become pure and free of scruples.

The two suddenly fit together in an arc, very tight, very intimate, and very natural.

Liang Yue couldn't help being taken aback, and stopped the scraper in his hand, "Yuan Yang, are you okay?"

Yuan Yang smiled softly, tightened his arms again, and said in a daze, "Liang Yue, why are your palms always hotter than mine?"

Liang Yue put down the spatula in his hand, glanced at his fairly clean palm, and covered Yuan Yang's hand on his waist.

Yuan Yang's hands were indeed cooler than his, but the coolness made him feel very comfortable.

Liang Yue said warmly: "Because people need peace, one is hot and the other is cold, and when they are neutralized together, they can become warm."

"You always have a set of principles." Yuan Yang leaned up again, rubbing his face on Liang Yue's shoulder, "Because you know a lot, so you don't have any worries, right?"

Liang Yue raised his head, glanced at the roof of the studio, and said with a smile: "Trouble is the right of the living, so I also have it. For example, I can't draw this sunflower well."

"I think you should stop studying art and become a philosopher?" Yuan Yang was amused by Liang Yue.

"Is there a difference?" Liang Yue turned his head, but because Yuan Yang was leaning on his shoulder, he couldn't see his face, so he gave up and turned his head, "There is also philosophy in the painting, let's say this sunflower..."

"Why do you like sunflowers so much?" Yuan Yang interrupted Liang Yue, resting his chin on his shoulder, looking at the painting of sunflowers.

Liang Yue paused, then laughed and said, "Because it faces the sun."

"Like me?" Yuan Yang asked shamelessly.

"Ah... you are still far behind!"

Liang Yue flipped Yuan Yang's head with his backhand, "You haven't sprouted yet, um, no, the sprouts should have sprouted, but they haven't broken the ground yet."

"Okay, one day I'll find a piece of soil and break it, take a branch and bloom a flower." Yuan Yang followed Liang Yue's words.

Liang Yue snorted, his whole body trembling with laughter, "Chrysanthemum?"

"Fuck!" Yuan Yang punched Liang Yue in the back, "You can catch whatever you say, don't fucking laugh, Liang Yue, did I ever say that you are the cutest thing I've ever seen?" A shameless person?"

"I've said it many times." Liang Yue still couldn't stop laughing, "But I always think it's good to be shameless."

Liang Yue's back kept shaking with a smile, Yuan Yang's head couldn't be supported, so he had to move it down, but his ears were right on the back of his heart.

Probably because Liang Yue was laughing, Yuan Yang could hear his heart beating a little faster than normal.

Impulsive, Yuan Yang asked, "Liang Yue, you said that you, like me, don't like girls?"

"Ah?" Liang Yue's laughter stopped suddenly, but the beating of his heart did not slow down, and Yuan Yang heard him make another vague 'hmm'.

"Then you have... have..."

What is there?Yuan Yang really wanted to slap himself with an oversized mouth, but his mother got stuck again.

Can't get stuck!

Have to think about how to ask this question.

How can I ask without embarrassment?

But what is there to think about?

It's so embarrassing for a big old man to always be so goofy!

Yuan Yang clenched his fists hard, his heart froze, and his eyes closed.

"Do you have a boy you like?"

Liang Yue didn't answer right away, but the sound of his heartbeat had replaced his response, and the high-frequency rhythm was much faster than before.

Yuan Yang could hear it very clearly, and he could hear his own heartbeat becoming the same rhythm as Liang Yue's.

Boom, boom, boom...