Shanghai morning

Not long ago, Feliciano came to look for Wang Yao. It was the first time he entered a courtyard where Chinese people lived, and he was very novel: "This is so interesting! There is such a big space behind such a small entrance!"

Afraid that he would not be found, Wang Yao came out to meet him specially: "Poor families are like this. There are many people crowded in one yard. I only have three households, which is not a small number!"

Inviting Feliciano into the house, Wang Yao couldn't even vacate a decent seat, so he could only invite him to sit on the bed and sit on a broken chair by himself.There was no tea to entertain the guests, so Wang Yao had to pour a glass of water for Fei Li.

"Yao, remember my last proposal? About that portrait." Feliciano went straight to the point.

"Remember, I'm free anytime now, when would you like to start?" Wang Yao asked.

"If it's convenient for you, how about tomorrow? This time I hope you can come to my studio during the day. I need to find good light for the portrait." Feliciano attaches great importance to this new work that will start.

"Okay, when is tomorrow?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.

"Well... two o'clock, the light in the afternoon is very suitable for you, it will be very beautiful!" Feliciano danced and gestured, "I can think of a few places in the studio that are suitable, this will be a A masterpiece!"

"Okay, I will be there on time at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Wang Yao said.

After chatting for a few more words, Feliciano left.

As soon as Ferry left, Ivan came to knock on the door. The floor and siding here are thin, and Ivan would know whoever came.Wang Yao let him in helplessly, knowing that he was going to find fault again.

Sure enough, Ivan complained as soon as he came, "Why do you associate with that Beshmit family?"

"Ferry is not from the Beshmit family, he just lives in their house." Wang Yao corrected.

"Anyway, he lives with Beschmidt, you should stay away from that family!" Ivan said, "Especially that Ludwig Beschmidt!"

"I won't have anything to do with Luther." As soon as Luther and Wang Yao were mentioned, his tone became cold, "I wish I could never see him, I'm doing Ferry a favor, and Ferry will pay me. "

"Then you have to be careful, I'd rather you never set foot in that house!" Ivan snorted contemptuously when he mentioned Luther's house.

But Wang Yao decided to become Ferry's model. He had already lost his job at the dock, so he couldn't just stay at home and starve to death.

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Wang Yao arrived at Beshmit's mansion on time.Luther and Roderich were absent, only Ferry and his servant Torres were at home.

"Yao, you came just in time! We have delicious snacks today, come and try them!" Ferry invited Wang Yao to the small living room, where Torres was arranging refreshments, which Ferry had specially prepared for Wang Yao.

Wang Yao accepted the host's kindness with a smile, and sat down with Ferry to enjoy refreshments.

"Yao, actually, I've always wanted to have a good chat with you, but I never had the chance." Ferry's cheerful smile was as warm as his reddish-brown hair.

"Oh? Didn't we often meet and chat before?" Wang Yao said.

"I mean," Ferry lowered his voice, "after the Yunjian incident."

"That matter?" Wang Yao became nervous.

"Don't worry, I will never betray you," Ferry said. "Although I am a useless piece of shit, if anything happens, I will do everything in my power to help you."

"Thank you, but I don't need it anymore, I'm fine now." Wang Yao smiled and took a sip of his tea.

"Yao, are you really okay now? I heard that you are no longer working in the foreign company, and I think you look a lot thinner." Feliciano looked at Wang Yao's black and thin face worriedly.

"It's really good, I just changed my job under the sun." Wang Yao lightly concealed the embarrassment that he even lost this job.

Fortunately, Feliciano is a simple-minded person. He just felt sorry for Wang Yao and didn't ask Wang Yao for other details.

After drinking tea, the two went upstairs to the studio. Feliciano's studio was well lit during the day, bright and comfortable.Ferry asked Wang Yao to sit in different positions, and was not satisfied after changing it several times, until finally he put the chair by the balcony door and let Wang Yao sit on it, and finally got the desired effect.

"That's it!" Ferry snapped his fingers.

Spreading out the canvas, Ferry began to draft quickly. He likes to preserve the momentary feeling in a concrete way, and then modify it.What he painted was Wang Yao's half profile. The eyes of the person in the painting drifted to the front right, but the eyes were not focused, as if thinking.

Wang Yao sat motionless on the chair, his mind was wandering, unlike the shame and nervousness when he was a model for Ferry last time, this time he was very relaxed, so his thoughts became much more lively.What's the next step?He needs to find another job, but he doesn't know where to find it. The situation in Shanghai is precarious. Foreigners with a sense of crisis are leaving one after another. As a Chinese, he has nowhere to go.Besides, even if he had a place to go, he didn't want to go. He also had a younger sister who was connected by blood.

In the corridor outside the studio, Roderich walked slowly, his big deer-like eyes were full of melancholy.Roderich knew that he should be content. Luther loved him more than anything, which made him feel warm, but he always had a sense of insecurity that could not be dispelled, even if he hid in the castle that Luther built for him and did not care about the world. , He also has a lingering uneasiness.Roderich usually would not come to Ferry's studio. Today, he heard the servant said that Ferry had a guest, and it was the Chinese who Luther didn't want to see again, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

When Roderich thought of Wang Yao, he had complicated emotions. He remembered how cruelly the Chinese had accused him, but it was after that that he confessed his feelings to Luther while crying helplessly, and got Luther's tolerant embrace.Later, the Chinese got into trouble because of Yunjian, which almost implicated Luther, and caused Luther and Ferry to quarrel. Roderich was very puzzled how an outsider could make this family so uneasy.But Roderich didn't hate Wang Yao, and it didn't seem like he hated him. He was just curious.

There was a sound from the gate, it should be that Luther came back, but Rhodes still stood in front of the studio without moving.

There was a sound of footsteps going up the stairs, followed by Luther's concerned question: "Rod, why are you here?"

Roderich turned his face gracefully and unpretentiously, as beautiful as his music, this scene intoxicated Luther, he couldn't help but hug Rhode's waist: "I really want to kiss you here."

Roderich put a white and slender hand like fine porcelain on Luther's chest gently: "Luther, don't do this."

Luther chuckled and leaned close to his face: "Actually, you like it too."

Roderich's porcelain-white face was tinged with a light powder, like a light powder: "Ferry is painting."

"Is he painting any new works?" Luther said, going to knock on the studio door.

Roderich's hand rested lightly on Luther's knuckles bent to knock on the door: "Luther, Ferry has guests."

"Guests? What kind of guests does he have?" Luther frowned unhappily as he thought of something.

Rhode lowered his eyelashes: "It's the Chinese."

"Why is it him again? I told him that he is not welcome here!" Luther was about to push the door annoyed.

"Luther!" Roderich stopped, "Ferry invited him to be a model, you better leave it alone."

Luther was unhappy and helpless: "You are too kind."

Roderich's slender fingers slowly climbed onto Luther's shoulder: "Luther, don't worry about Ferry, he is already an adult."

Luther hugged Roderich's thin waist tightly: "I'm worried about you, Rhodes, you really shouldn't stay here anymore, Shanghai can't stay any longer."

Roderich looked at Luther's resolute gray-blue eyes: "Then let's go together and leave this place together."

Luther coaxed softly: "Rod, I can't leave now, I promised Ferry's brother to take care of him all the time, but I can send you away, to Switzerland, or to the United States, wherever you want, as long as you are safe I don't worry about anything."

Roderich lowered his head in disappointment: "You can stay for Ferry, but can't you go away for me?"

"I'm sorry, Rhodes, I don't want to be separated from you, not even for a second," Luther said in an unquestionable tone, "but this is the only thing I can do. I can never leave Ferry behind."

Roderich looked at Luther's expression. He knew that this hard-headed lover would not change his mind. He sighed lightly, and put his face on Luther's thick chest, listening to the calm and powerful voice that reassured him. Heartbeat: "Luther, I won't leave either, I won't leave you."

Luther held Roderich's shoulders and lifted him slightly away from his body: "Rod, staying here may be dangerous, I don't want you to get into trouble."

"If it was a year ago, I might have left, but now I don't know what to do without you." Roderich looked at Luther sadly.

Luther couldn't help hugging Roderich into his arms somewhat roughly. The strength of his arms like iron hoops was so strong that Roderich felt pain, but he didn't struggle, but fell happily in Luther's strong embrace.

"I promise you," Luther said, "we will leave Shanghai as soon as possible, and leave together."

"Yeah." Roderich closed his eyes gently.

As the sun set in the west, Ferry stopped painting: "Let's go here today, thank you for your hard work, Yao."

Wang Yao stood up, keeping his limbs in one position for a long time made his limbs a little numb, but it was not serious: "Then I will take my leave first, Ferry."

"Can you come back tomorrow? It's still this time." Ferry asked expectantly.

Wang Yao thought about it, tomorrow is Wednesday, so he shook his head: "I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow is fine."

"Okay, see you the day after tomorrow!" Ferry laughed happily.

At 02:30 in the afternoon of the next day, Wang Yao came to the coffee shop that he had agreed with Honda Ju ahead of time. Honda Ju said that he would come to Dawanwan for afternoon tea at [-] o'clock and allowed the siblings to meet.Wang Yao was a little nervous, he didn't know what to say to his sister who hadn't seen him for a long time, he thought of a lot of words, many words to persuade Wanwan, but as long as Honda Ju was by his side, he couldn't say anything.Even if Honda Ju is not around, now Wanwan is obsessed with her wrong relationship and doesn't get involved, how can he persuade Wanwan to change his mind?

At three o'clock, Honda Ju appeared at the door of the cafe on time, but there was no Wanwan by his side. He saw Wang Yao at a glance, walked over calmly and sat opposite Wang Yao: "Yaojun, we meet again."

"Where's Wanwan?" Wang Yao asked impatiently.

"Miss Wan Wan is not feeling well today. In order not to miss the appointment, I came here alone. Is Yao Jun satisfied?" Honda Ju said with a smile.

Wang Yao immediately stood up: "I'm here to see Wanwan, if Wanwan doesn't come, I don't need to talk nonsense with you!"

"Yaojun!" Honda Ju's tone suddenly became harsh, "Please listen to me!"

"I don't need to listen!" Wang Yao had already walked around the table to go out.

Honda Ju grabbed Wang Yao's wrist: "Yaojun, I didn't lie to you, I really planned to bring Wanwan here today, but I didn't expect her to fall ill suddenly this morning, so I can only let her rest at home."

Honda Ju's tone was very sincere, Wang Yao was a little skeptical, and his concern for his sister prevailed: "Wanwan, what's wrong with her? Is it serious?"

"It's just a little cold, it's okay, I've asked someone to take care of her." Honda Ju said, "Yaojun, could you please sit down, let's talk in detail."

Reluctantly, Wang Yao sat back and looked out the window with his hands folded.

Seeing Wang Yao's angry look, Honda Ju suddenly felt in a good mood. He called the waiter, ordered coffee and dessert, and specifically asked the waiter to serve the coffee in a blue cup.

"I have been here many times, and I found out that there is a blue cup that you like. I guess if you use that kind of cup, Yaojun will feel better." Honda Ju arranged it carefully and thoughtfully.

"It has nothing to do with the cup." Wang Yao said coldly.

"So is it still related to people?" Honda Ju smiled with regret, "Yaojun, I care about you a lot, more than you think, or I care about you more than the person you think about."

"Thank you for your concern, I can't afford it." Wang Yao said sarcastically.

At this time, the waiter brought the refreshments ordered by Honda Ju, and Honda Ju personally put the coffee with a little more sugar in the blue cup in front of Wang Yao.

"Yaojun, why are you so tit-for-tat? I intend to befriend you. I know that you are in a difficult situation and I know about your brother. You need help." Honda Ju said persuasively.

"Don't mention my younger brother!" Wang Yao yelled sharply, his voice startled all the guests in the cafe to look at them.

"Calm down, Yaojun," Honda Ju said, "Don't worry, I don't intend to attack Brother Ling, I know that keeping Wanwan by my side has already hurt you."

"You also know? Well, if Mr. Honda wants to make friends with me, let Wanwan go home!" Wang Yao's tone was blunt.

Unexpectedly, Honda Ju smiled and said: "Yes, as long as Yaojun is willing, Wanwan can go home at any time."

Now Wang Yao was stunned: "You...are you serious?"

"Of course it's true," Honda Ju smiled unfathomably, "as long as Yaojun agrees to my request."

"What request?" Wang Yao was completely led by Honda Ju.

Honda Ju's smile suddenly became weird, he caressed Wang Yao's hand on the table, his cold fingertips reached into Wang Yao's sleeve, and his nails gently dug at Wang Yao's wrist.

Wang Yao withdrew his hand like an electric shock, trembling with anger, looked at Honda Ju like a monster: "You—"

Honda Ju stood up, leaned his upper body over the table, and looked into Wang Yao's eyes playfully: "Yaojun, are you afraid?"

Wang Yao jumped up from his chair and ran out of the coffee shop quickly.

Honda Ju looked at the back of Wang Yao running away in a panic, showing a regretful smile.