Stop taking medicine, eat candy

Fu Huai's treatment notes:

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Symptom name: color blindness

Disease number: A-II

World number: 02

Main symptoms: Except for Fu Huai, Lu Yan's whole world is gray.

Hazard class: III

Treatment: kiss the eyes, and stay by Lu Yan's side more.

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"The leaves in the morning are emerald green, and the bright red flowers are supported by the leaves, just like mom and dad, and me."

The sound of the children's channel's broadcast sound woke Lu Yan from his sleep, accompanied by the cries of children and the sound of fighting.He kicked the blanket off his lap and walked over to the window.

Outside the window is a light gray, summer morning fog mixed with car exhaust envelops the city, it looks like a withered plant without a trace of life in a broken flowerpot.

In fact, even if the mist cleared, all he could see was this gray steel city.

There is only eternal gray in his world.

For him, color is just a thin noun, a professional explanation of various references in a dictionary.

But he was a painter, or he thought he was.

Lu Yan rubbed his eyes, turned around and folded the blanket, supported the broken electric fan that was unfortunately kicked down by him in the middle of the night, and picked up the paint with the label on the ground with the other.

The paint box and brush collided with each other and made a clanging sound.

With the bag on his back, he squatted sideways outside the rental house and fried an egg for himself, the aroma and white smoke scattered around.He stuffed the eggs into his stomach with a few mouthfuls, cleaned the pot with the running water in the yard, and then he flew out like a brisk little pigeon.

He had to set up a stall under the overpass before seven o'clock in the morning, draw sketches, and earn lunch at noon.

But when he was drawing a sketch today, he was a little distracted. Lu Yan noticed that there were a lot of people coming and going today, especially in the direction of Anping Road.He knew it was because there was a painting exhibition in that famous gallery today, which was the painting exhibition of Mr. Fu Huai, a famous domestic gouache painter.

His gouache paintings are well received both at home and abroad, and are called "a gluttonous feast of colors."

He dreamed of going to his art exhibition, but he couldn't afford the entrance fee for the art exhibition.

Lu Yan figured it out, if he was lucky this morning and could draw three paintings, then he would be able to collect the ticket price.

But his luck this morning didn't seem to be very good, and he didn't even sell a single painting.

When it was almost noon, he sat on the mat in a daze, the midday sun was shining straight down, and there was no shade on the overpass.He covered his head with his coat, and closed his legs aggrievedly, only showing a pair of eyes staring in the direction of the gallery in a daze.

Pedestrians coming and going on the street shrink into gray silhouettes in his pupils, and no one stays in front of him.

"Excuse me, did you draw this painting?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Lu Yan raised his head suddenly, and at that moment, he saw his light.

Many years later, Lu Yan can still recall that scene at that time, and he used the color vocabulary he learned later to describe his memory.

"You stood in the light and became my only god." He said to Fu Huai.

"My god wears a black shirt and camel trousers, a navy blue tie, and has blue stars in his eyes."

In Lu Yan's gray world, he is his only color.

At that time, Fu Huai pointed to his self-portrait and asked him, "Did you draw this?"

In order to attract business, Lu Yan placed a painting of himself in front of him.The short-haired boy leaned on the window with one hand and stretched out a hand.On the outside of the window, the silhouettes of countless flowers are shallowly outlined.

"Yes... yes." Lu Yan looked at him stupidly, his eyes were reluctant to move half a bit, and he didn't even know that his coat had fallen off.

It looks like a silly little quail.Fu Huai thought to himself.

"Then can you draw me a sketch?" he asked.

Lu Yan seemed to wake up all of a sudden, he hurriedly packed his things, and took out paint from the box beside him.

"Please wait!" His hands were shaking. "I don't want your money, can I draw you a picture for free?!"

His painting box fell to the ground with a clatter and scattered, and various painting tools were scattered all over the floor.

Lu Yan hurriedly went to pick it up, and Fu Huai knelt down to help him.

In a hurry, Lu Yan's hands felt hot, and the two reached for the same paintbrush at the same time. Their hands were folded together, and they were both surprised.

Lu Yan slowly raised his eyes, and saw a pair of quiet eyes, looking at him quietly, as if there was a little narrowness in them.

His world slammed and exploded before his eyes.

"No, it's not a sketch. Please let me draw a watercolor for you, can you?" When everything was packed, he asked dazedly holding his paint box.

He is so different, so striking and vivid.

He wanted to paint him a watercolor, a colorful painting, and pile up all the colors of the world on him.

When he saw Fu Huai's face, he immediately blushed.

"I draw really fast!" he stammered. "And it's pretty good! Really! It won't take much of your time!"

Fu Huai smiled at him and rubbed his hair.

"Don't worry, I'm yours all afternoon."

The following time seemed like a light dream to Lu Yan.

The man just followed him back to his dilapidated rental house, and he didn't dislike the shabbiness of his place at all.

He modeled for him all afternoon.

They talked happily, from Da Vinci to Cézanne, from the blank space of Chinese painting to the anatomy of western art.The breadth of his knowledge almost made Lu Yan feel ashamed, and at the same time he was even more excited.

By the time the painting was finally finished, it was already night.

Lu Qinggui said to the man enviously: "Mr. Fu, I think if you were to draw this painting, it would definitely be better than me."

Fu Huai looked at the completed painting and smiled.

The man in the painting is sitting on a chair, leaning back slightly, and the evening light shines in from the window.He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Mr. Fu, do you think my paintings look good?" Lu Yan asked cautiously.

"Looks good." Fu Huai stood up and brushed lightly with his fingers.

"I have never seen such a painting that suits my heart." He paused, "This painting is extremely beautiful."

The young man in the white shirt on the opposite side smiled, revealing small canine teeth.

"Thank... Thank you for letting me draw for you. This is the most satisfying painting I have drawn this year."

He reluctantly sent the painting to Fu Huai.

"For you." Fu Huai pretended not to notice his reluctant eyes.

"Have you eaten yet?" Fu Huai asked suddenly.

"I've eaten!" Lu Qingbing blurted out, and immediately there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.

He blushed.

He really hasn't eaten all day, and since morning, he hasn't had a drop of water for the next day.

"Do you want to see Mr. Fu Huai's painting exhibition?" Fu Huai said.

"Think!" Lu Yan said.

But then he remembered something, and hung his head in frustration again.

"But now, the art exhibition must be closed."

The tall man bent slightly and made a shh gesture at him.

"It's okay, let's go to eat first. Then go into the art exhibition secretly, no one will find us."

"Just take it as the reward for this painting."

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"How can I let you treat me!"

Lu Ya sat on the table a little awkwardly.

"It's okay, just treat it as being with me." Fu Huai smiled.

Although the food on the table looks ordinary, it unexpectedly suits Lu Yan's taste.

Since he broke up with his parents and ran away from home because he insisted on painting, he hasn't had such a delicious meal for a long time.

So he couldn't help eating more.

The initial embarrassment gradually disappeared, Fu Huai seemed to have magic, and he always seemed to relax involuntarily when he was beside him.

Until Fu Huai handed him a bowl of fruit porridge, and tapped his chopsticks, he didn't want to stop.

"Okay, little greedy cat. Eating too much at once is not good for the stomach."

Only then did Lu Qingbandit put away his chopsticks embarrassingly, thinking of his performance just now, his face flushed again.

Why does he eat so much!

Mr. Fu didn't even take a few bites!How could he be so rude!

Fu Huai rubbed his chin and smiled at him, peeled another shrimp for him, and put it in the bowl.

"I'm sorry." Lu Yan said softly.

"how?"

"I ate a lot..." He was embarrassed.

"It's okay." Fu Huai said.

"You never have to say sorry to me. Also, I see you eating happily."

He stretched out a hand to wipe away a little soup from the corner of Lu Yan's mouth.

Fu Huai did not lie, after eating.He really took Lu Yan to the art exhibition.

It was just the two of them in the empty gallery.Lu Qingbandit almost stared at the paintings.

Similar to "Mr. Fu Huai is really amazing!", he said it at least dozens of times along the way.

"Is he your idol?" Fu Huai looked at him with a smile.

"That's right! It was because I saw his paintings that I decided to learn how to draw!" Lu Yan said.

"Although I can't see those colors...I mean I don't have as deep an understanding of colors as he does, but as long as I see his paintings, there will be a feeling of—wow, the colors of the whole world rush to my face!"

"That's right." His footsteps suddenly stopped.

He subconsciously recalled the details that should have been noticed since the meeting.

"Mr. Fu Huai's surname is Fu, and you are also surnamed Fu. You can still bring me into the internal painting exhibition. Could it be..." His brain nerves that were often short-circuited at that time suddenly sparked.

Fu Huai rarely adjusted his tie nervously.

"Could it be that you are his family?!"

Because he felt familiar, he rushed forward and hugged Fu Huai, his eyes sparkling.

"It must be like this, right! Then can you help me get an autograph from him?! Please."

"Look at me, look at me!" He lifted up his thin shirt.

The boy's body was white and flexible, and under his chest were two black capital letters.

"FH."

FH, Fu Huai.

I have you tattooed on my chest, you are my eternal admiration.

Fu Huai was taken aback, looking at the dark tattoo, his throat tightened.

"Does it hurt?" he asked hoarsely.

"It doesn't hurt! I was so excited when I got the tattoo!" Lu Yan said very happily. "I felt like my idol was on my chest at that time! The more it hurts, the happier I am."

Fu Huai shook his head helplessly, pulling the sticky calfskin candy off his body.

"Bring me a pen?"

"What?" Lu Yan was taken aback.

"Don't you want to sign?" Fu Huai raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want me to write you one now?!"

Lu Yan opened his eyes wide, and the things he held in his hands fell to the ground with a loud crash.

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That night, on a well-known BBS forum in China, there was another post like this.

[Help! ! !How can I break it when I accidentally ran into my idol on the street and exposed my idiot attributes? ! 】

[1L words are words of oath: things are very complicated!In short, when I found out, I had chatted with him for an hour about the perfection of my idol!I also showed him my tattoo of his name on my chest!Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 】

[2L's words are the words of the oath: But the other person is really super nice!One hundred times more handsome than the photo!Exactly what they say!It's so gentle and graceful!He also invited me to dinner, saw the art exhibition, and walked the road with me!Take my hand and cross the intersection together! 】

[3L A certain unknown cat dealer AAAAA: Fake, all fake.scattered scattered. 】

[4L A certain nameless cat dealer AAAAA: I can't even recognize my idols, either fake fans or fake popularity. 】

[The 5L words are the words of the oath: No, it's just because his profession is quite special.So there are not many photos, and I didn't recognize it for a while.But he told me later when he signed it for me!I'm so excited right now! 】

[6L Everyone should look at the problem dialectically: Tsk, tattoos.Is the host a boy or a girl? 】

【7L will bloom for me right away: LZ, be careful alone. 】

[8L words are words of oath: ah?I am a man!Because it was too late after the exhibition, he didn't let me go home!My idol is so good woo woo woo! 】

[9L, a passerby: I feel something is wrong...]

[10L will bloom for me immediately: ...Lz, where are you sleeping now? 】

[11L words are words of oath: I sleep next to my idol!We are at the hotel!He said he would come to chat with me later, I was so excited!Men's midnight topics should generally say something so that it won't make people feel boring! 】

[12L An unknown cat dealer AAAAA:? ? ? 】

[13L Everyone should look at the problem dialectically:? ? ? 】

[14L will bloom for me immediately:? ? ? 】

[15L, a passer-by: Wait a minute, Lz, maybe the chat he talked about is not the one you think...]

[16L will bloom for me right away: crooked host, wait a minute, are you there? ! ! ! 】

[An unknown cat dealer in 17L AAAAA: Landlord? !Landlord? ! 】

[...The 112th floor is omitted here...]

[128L words are the words of the oath: Everyone, I am back!I'm fine!The midnight chat with idol before was super smooth!Today is also a day to love idols even more!Ask me to go to the aquarium with my idol!What kind of clothes should I wear on this occasion? !Do you want to be more formal or more casual? ! ! 】

[129L Everyone should look at the problem dialectically: You are back, the landlord! 】

[130L will bloom for me immediately: why don't you both wear suits, and you can get a certificate by the way. 】

[An unknown cat dealer in 130L AAAAA: Don't interrupt upstairs, how is your progress now, landlord? 】

[131L words are the words of the oath: It's really great!He is nothing short of an angel!Yesterday I said that I want to paint!He said he could be my model!I said no, I want you to teach me how to draw (he is super good at drawing!) He said that you sit opposite me and draw!The two of us draw together, compare after drawing, and I will teach you how to draw again! 】

【132L The words are the words of the oath: Then we sat face to face, what he drew was me, and what I drew was him!I looked at him, and my pen was shaking! !Ahhhhh!My life is worth it! 】

【133L He has sharp eyes: Sahuahuaヽ(°▽°)ノ】

【134L His eyes are sharp: Sprinkle the flowers again ヽ(°▽°)ノ】

[A passerby in 135L: I think there is something wrong...]

[...The 87th floor is omitted here...]

[222L's words are the words of an oath: The date went super smoothly!Bought the same brooch as Idol! (Photo.jpg of two hands holding the brooch of the same style) Go for a seafood dinner today!During the meal, Aidou said that he wanted to hire me as his assistant!I must be dreaming!Must be dreaming! 】

[223L will bloom for me immediately: Dating? ? ?Is it exposed... and is the assistant equivalent to the secretary? ? ? 】

[224L I'll lick it if you have a face: I can do awsl! 】

【225L He has sharp eyes: Sahuahuaヽ(°▽°)ノ】

【226L His eyes are sharp: Sprinkle the flowers again ヽ(°▽°)ノ】

[A passerby in 225L: I think...forget it...]

[…The 326th floor of the host’s various show photos is omitted here…]

[The 551L words are the words of the oath: Thank you everyone, we are together. (Photo of the marriage certificate.jpg) In order to prevent my former idol and current old Gong from discovering my black history, this post will stop updating permanently.Everyone please don't post again. 】

【552L His eyes are sharp: Happy newlyweds.I figured it out a long time ago, hehehe. 】

[553L I'll lick you if you look good: Happy newlyweds.Don't you post a wedding photo? !No rumors!real! 】

[554L A passer-by: Happy newlyweds.I don't know what to say... Stay away from idols and live a safe life. 】

[555L Zhouyi gossip today is auspicious: Happy newlyweds.By the way, please contact me if you need to name your child. 】

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"Don't look at your phone while walking." The December wind in Qingcheng is like a sharp knife.Fu Huai stuffed Lu Yan's cell phone into his pocket, and blew while covering his hand. "Forgot to wear gloves again."

Lu Yan couldn't stop laughing as he thought about the post he wrote back then.

"Why was I so stupid at the time?! I really thought you wanted to be 'friends' with me because you admired my talent."

Fu Huai looked at him helplessly.

"Is it just based on the painting you drew at that time?"

He found out later that Fu Huai in his painting was wearing a pink-purple gradient shirt, a black tie, and his hair was painted green and emerald green.It's hard for Fu Huai to say that it looks good without changing his face at that time, what a liar.

"It's because you didn't see it. So when I confessed later, you were almost scared away!"

Lu Yan laughed.

"I really regarded you as my idol before! How could I have thought that you would suddenly confess?!"

"The light is green, let's go." Fu Huai raised his eyebrows, held his hand, and walked forward slowly.

It's a habit of his.

When Lu Yan crossed the road before, because he couldn't distinguish the colors, he never dared to cross the road when there was no one around him. Later, Fu Huai took his hand and walked with him.

"It's not that I can't see clearly now!" Even though he said this, Lu Yan still didn't let go of that hand.

He touched his eyes, watching his lover in the mist rising from the winter road, following every step.

Five years have passed, and his eyes gradually improved in the fourth year.

But Fu Huai brought him far more than that.

That person just broke into his life domineeringly, with the colors that mottled the whole world, and the deepest love.

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World No. 02, the treatment is complete.