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It was night, and Qing Qing, who went to bed after resting for a while after the live broadcast, suffered from rare insomnia.

Qing Qing, who was tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, had no choice but to sit up and try to find something to do. Qing Xiaohu, who was woken up, took a look at him and meowed.

Qing Qing smiled at him and rubbed his head, "I'm sorry, Xiaohu, you can go to sleep first."

The cat meowed again in response to him, and continued to sleep.

Qingqing didn't like to draw the curtains when he slept, and the moonlight was very gentle through the window. He walked softly to the table and sat down. On the table was a sheet of music with the words "Behind You" impressively written on it.

This piece of music was sent by the audience that day. At that time, he was still thinking, he must be a very caring audience, and now he finds out...

[That song, can you sing it to me personally? ]

That person, that man, was actually his audience!

As I said before, this song is too difficult for him to sing. At that time, he was thinking, such a deep but no regrets feeling, is it imaginable!But now...

Those eyes appeared in front of Qingqing's eyes, the eyes of that person and him when they met for the first time... He thought, this person must be able to really produce such feelings!And the person who is deeply loved must be very happy!

For Qingqing, what she desires most is a person who can accompany her. However, only Qingqing knows how weak he is and dare not move forward. Qingqing cannot bear such a heavy feeling...

He deftly pulled out a box from under the bed, opened it only to find that there was a box of books inside, and the bookshelf beside it was obviously still empty, but he didn't put these books on it, which showed that he didn't want others to know the existence of these books.

Qingqing took out one of them. These books looked very old, probably some years old. Although the pages were well protected, they were already yellowed.No one knows the existence of these books, no one knows that these books have accompanied Qing Qing for 14 years, and no one knows that Qing Qing's psychology can probably be obtained at least a B-level psychiatrist qualification certificate.

I saw the cover of the book with a few large characters, "Inferiority and Autism".

He quickly flipped through a few pages of the book without turning on the light. Fortunately, the moonlight was good and he could still see clearly. Qingqing just read a few pages like this. As usual, he relaxed a lot, but he also became more energetic, and could not fall asleep even more. .

Left and Right didn’t want to sleep, Qingqing remembered the luggage she had packed when she got home in the afternoon, and she couldn’t help laughing. It was a small bag when she went there, and there were five boxes of things when she came back. When she opened them one by one, she found that there were three boxes of food, but there were many styles. , the portion is very small, so it satisfies the craving. Qingqing saw that most of them were familiar, and they all ate in Foshan. Some can be stored, and some need to be eaten now. They are clearly classified and there are reminders. Where did the things Tang Xuan bought go...

"Why did you buy so much food, you can't take it with you, it will break."

"I put it in a vacuum box and gave it to someone. He likes it very much."

"But it seems that the portion is not enough, your friend has such a small appetite?"

"The things outside are unhygienic, eat less."

"You are so considerate..."

Thinking about it now, that person was talking about him!Sure enough, the face is cold and the heart is hot!

When opening the fourth box, Qingqing discovered the painting that day, the serious man who feels very powerful and oppressive, sitting in the octagonal pavilion full of lotus flowers is not gentle, his eyes have not yet moved, Now it is blank, making it even more difficult for men to approach.Because it is a colored lead sketch, it is still very realistic, but Qingqing’s eyes have not started writing for a long time. People who study art always have some persistence. Whether Qingqing sings or draws, she hopes to have feelings, so she always encounters To some questions, that song is, and so is this painting.

Those eyes gave him such a deep impression that now that I think about it now, I can't erase it from my eyes...

"Let's go and finish this, and send it to him tomorrow."

Now that he remembered it, Qingqing planned to take action. Fortunately, the door of the studio was in his room, so he didn't need to walk through the corridor to disturb others.

"Is it the eyes of that day or the eyes of the lotus pond?"

One pair is joy and anticipation, and the other is happiness. Which one should he paint?

The faint light is particularly eye-catching in the middle of the night, and before I knew it, I found that it was on all night...

Qing's mother, who got up on time, went downstairs to say hello to the nanny, but found that her son, who was always older than herself, was not at the dining table.

"Has Xiaoqing gone out yet?"

The nanny filled the porridge and handed it to her, shaking her head, "Xiaoqing didn't show up this morning, probably still sleeping. After all, I stayed on the mountain for so long and didn't rest, okay?"

The nanny doesn't understand people, but Qing's mother can't understand too much. Her son will never sleep in because he is tired. He hasn't come out yet. It must be...

With a sound of "click", the door of Qingqing's studio was opened, and Qing's mother shook the key in her hand, "I know you must be painting, and you haven't slept all night? It's been a long time since I saw it that can make you interested all night." The scene is finished!"

Qing's mother took a closer look and asked in surprise, "Xiaoqing, you actually drew characters!"

Qingqing kept writing, and replied: "A friend asked me to draw it."

friend? !Does her son have friends? !Qing's mother was very excited: "Son, is it true? You have friends!"

"...um." He was a very nice person.

"Then I have to take a good look at what he looks like!" Qing's mother looked carefully, um, he is quite handsome, with a straight nose bridge and sharp edges and corners. He should be a decent person, but he would not lie to her son.The eyes are also pretty, as the saying goes, the eyes are the windows of the soul, this person's eyes are clear, he is an upright person... Wait!this……

"Xiaoqing, I want to ask, did you draw this painting after him?" Qing's mother suppressed the fluctuation in her heart and asked, "Did you watch him admit the painting when you drew it?"

Qing Qing replied: "Well, look at what he drew."

"Then someone else must have been there at the time, right?" This angle seemed to be facing her son... I hope she was thinking too much...

"No, it's just the two of us." When he was painting, he didn't like to have people on his side. At that time, Tang Xuan's assistants also walked away.

"...Son, if you treat this person as a friend, don't give him this painting." Alas, her son seems to be staying for a while...

Qing Qing nodded, and pointed to another easel next to him, "That painting is for him."

Mother Qing looked over and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this eye is quite normal, and her son is also quite smart... Wait!Does her son understand these things? !

"Xiaoqing, you know that this person treats you..."

Qing Qing still swiped her pen earnestly, "I didn't understand it at first, but now I understand it."

"!!!" Who the hell brought her son down!

After checking the drawing carefully, and making sure there is nothing to modify, Qingqing put down the brush, tidied up the tools, and covered the drawing paper with a white cloth, "Go down and eat, Mom, you're hungry too."

"……Um."

At the dining table, seeing all kinds of food on this big table, Qing's mother was very surprised, "Sister Chen, you made these?"

Sister Chen, the nanny, denied, "Xiaoqing brought them back when she came back. I'm also surprised that Xiaoqing likes to eat these! Next time I'll make some snacks for you too, Xiaoqing."

Qing Qing smiled, "They were all given by others, but thank you, Aunt Chen."

It was given by someone else, it must be that person!Her son is going to be snatched away!

Qing's mother said to Sister Chen: "Sister Chen, I have some clothes in my room that need to be changed. Can you wash them for me now?"

Sister Chen nodded, put down her work, and went upstairs.

Seeing that there were only two people left, Mother Qing put down her chopsticks: "Xiao Qing, how did you know? He, confessed to you..."?

Qingqing also put down her chopsticks and looked up at her mother, "No, don't worry mom, I won't accept it, and he will stay away too." How can two men be together?

"……what."

"Mom, I'm done eating. Take your time. I'll go up first. Take a break. I still have classes in the afternoon."

"……Um."

Watching her son go upstairs, Qing's mother moved her fingers, and the voice of wanting to scream was still swallowed. Her son, she hopes that she can have real happiness. He showed her that painting, probably because he didn't like him Bar.

As soon as I got back to the room, a big cat rushed over, meowing non-stop.

Qingqing picked it up and smoothed its fur: "I'm sorry, Xiaohu, I forgot you, go find your mother, she will give you something to eat." Opening the door and sending it out, the cat landed on the ground and looked at him, as if hesitating , Qingqing smiled and pushed it, "Go quickly, there are a lot of delicious food today."

"Meow~" Licking his fingers, Xiaohu finally went down.

Just as the door was about to close, the door to Qingma's room opposite opened.

"Does Xiaoqing have anything to wash?" Sister Chen asked.

"No, I didn't sleep well last night. I'll take a rest. Aunt Chen doesn't have to ask me to eat at noon." Qing Qing replied, seeing the other party nod and then closed the door.

Aunt Chen didn't seem to feel the strange atmosphere outside. As a nanny, she didn't have any position to say anything, she just had to do her job well.

Only the tired Qingqing was left in the huge room here, rubbing her eyes, Qingqing lay on the bed, looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, did not draw the curtains, and fell asleep in the bright light, before falling asleep, He thought, this is the best.

Of course, Qing Qing, who has never understood feelings very well, could not suddenly understand these things. Tang Xuan looked at him with deep love from the very beginning. Every time he gazed at him, he looked at each other full of affection, just like what he thought before, He doesn't believe in affection, but he respects feelings. He is pleasantly surprised to receive such a treasure, but it is impossible for him to accept it.

As for how I learned about it, the fact that I returned to school to gather the day before was an opportunity.

When I got home yesterday afternoon, the class monitor, who had always been a transparent person, called him and hoped that he would go back to school. The department had some summary of this practical activity, although it was actually useless, but it was required They had to be there, so Qingqing could only tidy up and take a taxi to the school.

It is said to be a summary, but it is just a formality. The head teachers in the department disbanded after talking one after another.A little tired, Qing Qing wanted to go home and rest, so she gave up the beautiful road she used to take and chose a shortcut.The super-short road is fast, but it's a bit off, surrounded by dense trees, there are always couples who choose this place when they are alone at night.Qing Qingyuan thought it was too early to meet young couples, but in the end they did.

The two boys were arguing about something, Qingqing probably heard a few words, it seemed that one boy betrayed the other, had a relationship with a girl, and the two were arguing to break up or something.Qing Qing glanced curiously, and was sure that there were really two boys, and the boy who seemed to be cheating seemed to belong to them. He had seen him intimately with a girl in practice.

Qing Qing thought, so the two boys can still be together, but these two people probably will not have a happy ending, and those who are not firm in their relationship will not be happy.

After returning home, Qing Qing looked up some information curiously, gained some understanding of homosexuality, and then realized that two men or girls can also love each other. At that time, the first thing he thought of was the unforgettable memory of Tang Xuan when he met for the first time. Looking at his eyes, he realized that the man he thought was very imposing but gentle and considerate probably had such emotions towards him.

To be honest, Qingqing expected the feeling of moths flying to the flame, but he didn't believe in such feelings. The moment he guessed that the person had other thoughts about him, he was happy, but after the joy, he calmed down, because this It is a feeling that is not accepted by the public. He is a coward. What's more, even if he doesn't hate that person, even... even if he likes this person a little, he will not accept and respond.

I have never hated the other party's arrangement and strength, and I have always been able to understand those emotions from the other party's eye movements, not only because he studied psychology, but also because of the weak emotions in his heart. When wearing a mask, he indulged Only emotion can say so many things that he dare not say, but when the mask is taken off, he restrains himself again, so he will not respond to him.

In the dream, Qingqing seemed to see that the originally bright window was covered by something, completely occupied by darkness...