Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

Quan Tang didn't speak for a week, and could only continue to enrich his movie sequences.

The rainy season has gradually receded, and summer has completely entered.In summer, the world is bright and upright, with corners and corners and plenty of sunshine.The clouds in the sky are layer upon layer, thick and high, as if soaked by rain, and the sun is shining on the road.

On Saturday mornings in the past, sometimes Quan Tang would bring a can of beer and borrow the single study room on the top floor of the Academy of Art in advance, and watch War and Peace for a day in it, of course the Soviet version.

Or he'll watch America's Past, depending on Saturday's events and weather conditions.

Regarding long movies, Chi’s butt has not sunk enough to sit on a chair for three or four hours. He once wanted to watch movies with Quan Tang on a whim, and after forcing himself to watch a "Dances with Wolves" Never watch long movies again.

As for those black-and-white silent films, with long narrations and constant flashbacks, messy chapters and intense rhythms, it would give Chi a splitting headache to glance at them again and again.

After a week in which night and day were completely reversed, Quan Tang's daily step count firmly occupied the last place in the WeChat ranking.

On Saturday morning, Quan Tang set off for the Art Academy.

He wore a pair of green and white striped trousers, like a pair of peppermint fudge.

The sun almost burned his eyes when he went out.

It is well known that hot days bring good clouds.

The sky is a high and thin layer of blue, but the clouds are thick and low, pressing on the roof of the building, like a group of dinosaurs in fairy tales.The temperature was too high, and after a few steps, a fragile little dragon could be seen melting into a pool of rich foam.

The campus is empty, only worms, trees and golden light.

The Academy of Art was even more empty, after all these young artists had returned home a month earlier than Quan Tang.Venus at the door was stunned, covered in a layer of dust, his delicate skin hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and two spider webs hung on his chest as if to hide his shame.

Quan Tang chose the single study room at the Academy of Arts because the study room at the Academy of Arts is large and spacious, has good sound insulation, and can play movies on a large screen. He really likes it.

There is an exhibition hall on the third floor. Quan Tang visited it once when he was graduating, and it should be removed now. He was really bored, and it was okay to go around without doing anything, so he walked in.

Sure enough, the exhibition hall was empty, and the walls on all sides were as white as paper.

The lights were bright, but no voice was heard.

He walked inside, turned around a display board, and came face to face with a boy.

Quan Tang and him stared at each other for five seconds.

"Ah." Quan Tang remembered, "You are the one who gave me the lotus."

The boy smiled exactly like today's weather: "I remember you, which department are you from?"

Quan Tang: "From the law school."

The boy introduced himself: "College of Art, Department of Sculpture, Chu Disheng."

"you come here......?"

Quan Tang explained: "I originally wanted to go to the private study room, so I passed by the exhibition hall and came in to have a look."

"Did you stay in school during the summer vacation?"

Quan Tang nodded and said, "Well, I'm staying in school for an internship."

Chu Disheng nodded quickly to show that it was so. He seemed to want to reach out to shake hands with Quan Tang, but the thick book in his arms fell unsteadily to the ground.

Quan Tang helped him pick it up, and asked by the way, "Is it your sketchbook?"

"...Well, do you want to see it?" The boy's expression suddenly became very strange, "Do you want to see it?" He said, his face was full of "Look at it, look at it Bar".

"I see...huh?"

Quan Tang glanced at him suspiciously, and seeing that Chu Disheng had no intention of reaching out to take the album back, he picked up his album, slowly opened the cover, and looked up at Chu Disheng. He said: If you call out to stop, there is still time.

But Chu Disheng didn't respond, Quan Tang continued to flip, and then flipped from beginning to end.The boy looked at him seriously, and there was only the sound of pages turning between the two of them.

Chu Disheng looked at Quan Tang's expression with embarrassment and expectation.

There was no expression on Quan Tang's face, only his eyebrows were slightly raised.

This Chu Disheng...is a strange person. .

The strange thing is that when we first met, I had to share my hobbies and accomplishments with him.

The weeping deer man with swollen anus/anus, the underwear pulled by his fingers and the pubic hair exposed at the base of his legs, the girls who pinch each other's legs in the semi-dark attic, the black goat sniffing the war-damaged cyborg in the meadow, butterflies Teenage nipples that stay...

His interests are all kinds of strange things, colorful bugs and transparent and elegant underwater creatures can all become objects of his excitement.

Some are only colored in key parts, and some are completely black and white images.The work is not very complete, but there is a wave of life.

He didn't paint much, and when Quan Tang finished reading it, he raised his head and smiled at Chu.

"As soon as I saw you, I felt very familiar. I felt that the two of us had something to say, and I felt that you could understand me. If you want to say that I am a pervert, I will turn around and run away."

Chu Disheng grinned, which was exactly the same as when he was handed the lotus pod that day.

It was only then that Quan Tang realized that the two times he had seen Chu Disheng were in such luscious weather.

But in common sense, this person is too strange. Wherever someone meets for the second time, he has to show others his picture album, and it is painted like this again.

Quan Tang handed the notebook back to him, smiling and teasing him a bit.

"You run. Hurry up."

Chu Disheng's smile froze: "Huh?"

It may be the first time this week that Quan Tang really felt happy besides being amused by watching a movie: "Aren't you running?"

"If you don't run, I'll buy you a Coke."

"what?"

After half a month, Quan Tang finally saw Qu Chaoyuan again.

Counting the last class and the long exam week, Qu Chaoyuan, a real person, has never been able to appear in front of him.

Although his graduate students created a WeChat group for work, they only simply notified the location and time, and reported that Qu Chaoyuan had recently attended a meeting at the Supreme Court, so he couldn't meet his classmates soon.

Quan Tang waited until two bubbles appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Missing was scratching wildly in his heart, and in the time when he had nothing to do, he just watched the movies he had seen in the past over and over again, and occasionally a certain actor's figure and eyes had some shadows of Qu Chaoyuan.

Even the cleaning aunt can’t see anyone, and the vegetable and flower fields at the south gate are left unattended. Quan Tang goes there in the morning when he doesn’t want to watch a movie and want to relax.

He carried a green water bottle that no one wanted, and walked to the edge of the tennis court to collect water. During the process of collecting water, he squatted down to look at the long queue of ants. After collecting the water, he slowly went back to water it.

They were all miscellaneous plants, he couldn't name them himself, there might be green onions and hydrangeas, trumpets and eggplants.

A large number of purple gold flowers and honeysuckle blossoms are crowded together, obviously they are not very fragrant flowers, but when they are gathered together, they are noisy and noisy.

After pouring one piece, he turned around and went to pour another piece, and he could hear light laughter.

Quan Tang also laughed.

After such a long and short wait, Qu Chaoyuan finally came back.

The moment he heard the news of his return, Quan Tang burst into earth-shattering laughter in the dormitory.

He was circling desperately in the dormitory, whipping his hair like a small whip, knocking down the books on his bookshelf, he was so happy, the whole world was brighter and brighter, brightening the facial features of his entire face Only the face can be seen.

On the morning of the meeting, Quan Tang rushed to the law school excitedly.

He heard the clamor of cicadas, and the smell of the privet tree outside the window was like a pool of warm whipped cream. Behind him was the long marble corridor of the law school, which was a transparent straw filled with sunlight.

Qu Chaoyuan was surrounded by some fruits and vegetables, none of which had human faces, and Quan Tang didn't recognize or see them.

He was smiling with his head down, red lips, white teeth, and rippling eyes, like the sky in Moominvalley, like that magic pink cloud.

He had never seen the clothes Qu Chaoyuan was wearing before. It was a very dark and pure pink T-shirt, with dark gray pants underneath.

Quan Tang's gaze followed Qu Chaoyuan from head to toe like a dog's tongue and licked it back and forth several times.

Because it was a holiday, he was not dressed so formally, and he looked especially comfortable.

Even a monster like Quan Tang can't wear pink, which is too suitable for him. Anyway, his skin is tender and clear, and pink probably feels embarrassed to make mistakes on such a beautiful person.

Quan Tang's brain roared, and there was a moo soaring to the sky with joy, all the lotus flowers in the ugly lake behind the law school opened, and a group of butterflies flew up from the bottom of the water, creating a rainbow.

Qu Chaoyuan noticed that Quan Tang was coming, and reached out to greet him: "Quan Tang?"

Quan Tang stared straight at him, his face flushed, and his voice trembled strangely: "Hello, teacher."

"Is it too hot?" Qu Chaoyuan asked, "Go indoors to cool off, your face is so red."

Qu Chaoyuan stayed in the office all day, cool like a piece of peeled water chestnut chilled with honey water.

Quan Tang still stared at his face, looked away from Qu Chaoyuan once, and nodded in panic.

Qu Chaoyuan was too pretty, he couldn't bear it.

Before Chi Zhong asked Quan Tang what he liked about Qu Chaoyuan. In his opinion, Qu Chaoyuan was just a lovely teacher.

Quan Tang shook his head and said that you will never understand.

Qu Chaoyuan has a kind of insensitivity, which cannot be found in 1 adult men, and this uniqueness has made him.

His facial features are all the right size and smooth in shape, his skin is soft and fair, and he rises up very well from the bottom up.This face is like silk tofu that has just been unwrapped.

On such a face, his insensitivity is manifested in the eyes, nose, and corners of the mouth, which tend to be sharp and slender. These rounded arcs skillfully avoid the sophistication and shrewdness that may appear at his age.There was only a kind of ignorance left over from the boyhood on the whole face.

Qu Chaoyuan actually has a pair of cat eyes, two crescent moons, and it is romantic without smiling, but the head and the end of the eyes are small arcs that sink in, turning the sex/sensuality of all cat-eyed people into sensuality .

Quan Tang, on the other hand, has been considered an overly maverick human being in the 20 years of his life, and he has almost no resistance to this chaotic state of innocence.

Every time Qu Chaoyuan laughed, his heart softened. His heart became moist and soft, and even gave birth to a desire for protection.

He wants to protect a man who is 15 years older than himself.

And keep falling into your own fantasies.

Chi Zhong is not interested in this kind of feeling, he has rough skin and thick flesh, so he can't appreciate the beauty of Qu Chaoyuan.

Qu Chaoyuan is his own happiness and beauty.

"It's actually very easy. You see, our data software can screen out the keywords of so many cases every second. All you have to do is to mark the laws and regulations involved in these keywords."

Qu Chaoyuan explained with a gentle attitude.

"This job is not difficult, the most important thing is to be patient, because we will still review it in the end, so everyone may have to rework later if it is not in place."

Quan Tang couldn't hear anything.

He just looked at Qu Chaoyuan.

Qu Chaoyuan bent down and reached out to touch the finger on the computer, and the curvature of his waist.

"I've been holding meetings there before, and I really couldn't get away, which delayed everyone's time. I still want to say sorry to everyone, it's my fault."

The girls comforted him: "What is this? No, what a waste of time."

Qu Chaoyuan's cheeks were soft, and when he pursed his lips, his cheeks protruded into rounded arcs.

"Well, if you are free this weekend, as compensation, I would like to invite you to eat Haidilao together." Qu Chaoyuan said, "It is also a meal to celebrate the official start of our summer legal practice group."

The students applauded.

Quan Tang Xin said: We can also meet on weekends.

Qu Chaoyuan smiled: "Then I'll go back to the office first. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time."

Quan Tang watched him leave, his eyes glued to his back, he knew that there was a groove in the middle of the smooth flesh, he would put his fingertips in and caress his spine when making love, those when he was about to orgasm Wonderful Bones produces slight changes.

He sticks out the tip of his tongue to taste every section, like tasting a piece of honey-soaked meat, holding it in his mouth, turning his tongue over and over again, he loves the sweat on Qu Chaoyuan's back, and also loves the sweat on Qu Chaoyuan's back when he is approaching orgasm. tiny tremors.

The immature hunter has already chosen his favorite prey.

In the next few nights, Quan Tang and his students went to eat Haidilao with Qu Chaoyuan, and Quan Tang thoughtfully sat opposite Qu Chaoyuan.

The position next to the teacher is of course good, but since Qu Chaoyuan is not next to any young and beautiful male and female classmates, but their dull graduate student brother, Quan Tang gave up the occasional opportunity to touch the teacher's fingers and chose to observe Qu Chaoyuan on the opposite side. Chao Yuan's actions.

Qu Chaoyuan didn't smoke or drink alcohol. He only had a faint smell of perfume, like a kind of paint in the air, soaking into Quan Tang's nasal cavity and the whole head.

He believes that there is no other sensitive nose in the world that can smell this breathtaking fragrance.

Only he will be immersed in it and cannot extricate himself. When he dies one day, his head is peeled off by poachers, and when he opens it, he can see the circling butterflies multiplying in his empty brain and skull, forming a family of his own.

Qu Chaoyuan wore a watch that was not ostentatious, and occasionally turned his wrist to reveal the grooves on the inner side of the wrist and the terrible blue veins. Quan Tang was terrified to see it, and drank orange juice into his nose with all his efforts.

Qu Chaoyuan can talk to any student or a group of students, he can pick up what the students say, and he doesn't talk too much, leaving some space for common discussion.

He's a brilliant talker, and his cleverness is hidden in comfort.

Quan Tang rubbed every sentence in his heart, he is a strange collector.

The girls were a little more enthusiastic than him, laughing and laughing endlessly, amidst the blooming laughter, Qu Chaoyuan's face was red, his eyes were crooked, and he was a docile little white bear.