A good man dies because of color control

Chapter 1 first meeting

In April, Kowloon City is hot and cold. The sun just came out yesterday. The hot little girl put on a thin coat and rolled up her trouser legs to expose her ankles. In the evening, a boy from the building next door almost put on a down jacket due to heavy rain. .

Chen Bingjue put on a light gray casual jacket over his shirt, and a pair of jeans underneath. He opened the window to feel the temperature outside, and then put on a pair of long johns inside.

After tossing for another 5 minutes, I changed my shoes and put on my bag and walked out. The neighbor across the door happened to go out to throw garbage, so I said hello to him.

The building where Chen Bingjue lives is an old five-story building. It is probably approaching its end of life, but there is no news that it will be demolished. Rust, the stairs are made of cement, there are no kicks, only the concave and convex anti-slip strips that have been stepped on.In order to show his age, the wall next to the stairs occasionally lost a few pieces of wall skin, revealing the rough inside.

When Chen Bingjue came out of the building, he came to an alley. The box was not wide, about six or seven meters in size. Buried up to the ankle.

Fortunately, it rained not long ago last night, and the accumulated water has evaporated after one night and one morning. The road surface is only slightly wet, which does not affect walking.Chen Bingjue was afraid that the water would splash and stain his pants, so he walked unhappily, and it took him 5 minutes to get out of the box.Chen Bingjue is a third-year graduate student this year, studying at the best Kowloon Academy of Fine Arts in the country, under the tutelage of internationally renowned art master Xue Liming. In the first year of freshman year, in order to support himself, Chen Bingjue would occasionally pick up some not-so-good teachers behind his back, a kind but strict teacher. Therefore, after the business got better and better in senior year, Chen Bingjue moved out of the student dormitory and rented a small house less than 10 minutes away from the school, which is the one where Chen Bingjue lives now.

When Chen Bingjue goes out now, it's not to turn a corner and walk for 5 minutes to go to school, but to meet his good friend Shang Le who has been supporting and growing up with him since the orphanage.

Chen Bingjue knew about his sexual orientation when he was in high school, but he was not keen on it, nor had he ever had feelings for anyone. As an art student who has seen countless models and nude bodies, he is not interested in these beautiful bodies, or incomplete ones. The body, the different feelings, is just looking for beauty in the difference, and there is not much feeling.

What's worse is that Xue Liming gave them a harsh word this time, telling them to draw a painting with the theme of love, and if they were not satisfied with the painting or deliberately refused to hand it in, they would never get a degree certificate from him.

Chen Bingjue was troubled by this for a long time.He can easily draw a work that other people think is good-looking, but he knows that he can't do this, just like Xue Liming has always taught him, "Beauty is not only what you see with the naked eye, beauty also needs to be endowed by your soul. It's emotional."

I have to suspect that Xue Liming's question may be given to him, but he is too embarrassed to be too biased, so he drags other students into the pit together.

And on the night when Chen Bingjue complained to Shang Le, Shang Le went to a sorority party in the company. At the meeting, an orchestra was invited to perform. After the performance, Shang Le met the pianist in the orchestra and accidentally chatted Realizing that the other party is also gay, remembering that Chen Bingjue is 24 and still doesn't know what love is, his mind became active, and he thought about introducing the two of them.

The pianist was so hyped up by Shang Le that he should only hear it a few times in the sky and in the world. It's like everyone loves flowers. Chen Bingjue was happy to hear that, so he agreed to have a meal together today. If he and that The pianist got a little interesting, Shang Le immediately got up and left, if they didn't see eye to eye, Shang Le would treat the pianist as the host and invite the pianist to have a meal.

Chen Bingjue took the bus for 10 minutes to arrive at the restaurant that Shang Le had made an appointment with. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw Shang Le waving to him at the door.

Chen Bingjue trotted all the way, Shang Le couldn't wait to drag him in, "Oh, why are you here dressed like this, I usually tell you to be more particular..."

Chen Bingjue said, "There's nothing to be particular about, this body is so youthful and beautiful."

Shang Le rolled his eyes at him, Chen Bingjue was 1.8 meters five, Shang Le was only 1.7 meters five, because of the height problem, the eyes were not so obvious, Chen Bingjue laughed, "You plan to let me come here in a suit and tie."

"That's enough, I'm too lazy to be poor with you." Shang Le pushed Chen Bingjue to the table, where a man was already sitting, and stood up politely when he saw them coming.

The man is a few centimeters taller than Shang Le, about 1.7 meters [-], wearing a navy blue long windbreaker, his skin looks particularly white, and his whole demeanor is clean and comfortable. When he smiles and greets him, he feels very warm.

It's no wonder Shang Le boasted so much, Chen Bingjue thought to himself, he really deserves this praise.

Shang Le was probably a little excited to be a matchmaker for the first time, and said happily, "Let me introduce you, this is my childhood, we two grew up together, the future rising star in the Chinese painting world, Chen Bingjue. Ah Jue, this is Xu Xingxing, who I introduced to you, is very good at playing the piano and very good-looking, Mr. Xu." After speaking, he deliberately raised his eyebrows at Chen Bingjue to show how it is, I said he looks good.

Chen Bingjue and Xu Xingxing shook hands politely, Xu Xingxing said, "Mr. Chen is a graduate student at the Kowloon Academy of Fine Arts?"

Chen Bingjue nodded, "I'm in the third year of graduate school, and I'm about to graduate soon."

Xu Xingxing pursed his lips and smiled, seeming a little shy, "Which mentor do you study under?"

"Mr. Xue Liming."

Xu Xingxing was surprised, "It's amazing. No wonder Shang Le said that Mr. Chen is a new star in the painting world in the future. If he can get the teaching of Mr. Xue, he will surely be extraordinary in the future."

Chen Bingjue said, "I'm overwhelmed, my name is a mouthful, just call me Ah Jue."

Xu Xingxing also responded with kindness, "Just call me and a party."

Shang Le said, "One of you is a piano student and the other is an art student. Both of you are art students. You have a lot to talk about!"

Chen Bingjue said, "How old is Xingxing?"

Xu Xingxing said, "How old do you think I look?"

Chen Bingjue said, "Well... 21 two?"

Xu Xingxing waved his hands and said, "I'm 28 this year."

Before Chen Bingjue could respond, Shang Le was taken aback, "28!? I always thought you were a part-time student in the orchestra."

Holding his chin in one hand, Xu Xingxing said with a smile, "Thanks to your praise, how many years have I graduated, and you still have to call me big brother."

After saying that, Xu Xingxing tilted his head, and his soft brows met Chen Bingjue's eyes, "Ah Jue, call big brother to come and listen?"

His eyes were smiling, and one eyebrow was raised slightly, appearing to be flirtatious for no reason.

Xu Xingxing didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything, but Chen Bingjue somehow felt that this person was seducing him.

Is it because you have never been in love, so you think too much?

Chen Bingjue changed the topic calmly, and turned to some interesting things about Shang Le being a programmer in the company. Xu Xingxing stopped staring at him, and the inexplicable feeling dissipated a lot.

After chatting for a while, Shang Le looked at his watch, it was broken, and he talked so happily that he talked for nearly an hour. Chen Bingjue and Xu Xingxing hadn't chatted a few words yet, so he immediately fled to the toilet, leaving the place to them.

There was a pile of their leftovers on the table, Xu and his party asked the waiter to remove the plates, and poured a cup of hot water for each of the three.Probably because the water was too hot, I just stirred the transparent hot water with a clean spoon, but didn't drink it.

Xu Xingxing asked Chen Bingjue some questions about his childhood, Chen Bingjue answered them one by one, Xu Xingxing also talked about his past, Chen Bingjue knew that the white and clean young man in front of him had actually performed in the Gesha Opera Hall.

Facing Chen Bingjue's shining eyes, Xu Xingxing laughed and said, "It's not a special performance, it's just a performance with the orchestra."

Chen Bingjue admired, "That's amazing, Gesha! How many musicians' dreams!"

Xu Xingxing sighed, "It's all in the past, so don't mention it."

Chen Bingjue asked curiously, "Then why are you in... in this kind of... um..."

He wanted to ask how to go back to perform in a small place like the Shangle Company Friendship Club.Of course, Shangle's company is good, but anyone who can perform at the Gesha Opera Hall can be called an artist, and it is impossible to look at such a place.

Xu Xingxing said, "When something bad happens, don't mention it."

Chen Bingjue didn't mention it again knowingly and interestingly, and the two chatted about Mozart, Chopin, Monet and Picasso for a while, and Chen Bingjue found happily that Xu Xingxing was really a very good chat partner.

If the chat partner didn't tease him with his eyes from time to time.

It's not that Chen Bingjue has never been teased before, both men and women, but there are very few of this level. When Xu Xingxing's light and elegant eyes fell on him with a hint of a smile, Chen Bingjue admitted that although he was not tempted , but that crunchy and numb feeling really spread all over the body.

Shang Le came back two hours later, the hot water that Xu Xingxing poured for him had long since turned into cold water, and Shang Le gulped it down without hesitation.Several people guessed that the waiter would drive them away. Shang Le drove Xu Xingxing home. He lived not far from Xu Xingxing, but they were in completely opposite directions from Kowloon Academy of Fine Arts. Chen Bingjue did not Let him take it off, and take the bus back by yourself.

The author has something to say: I didn't want to open it at first...but recently I have a fever and cough and I am not in the mood to do business, so I wrote a novella.

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