Madness and Redemption

During the meeting on Monday morning, Lu Heng felt that his mind was full of questions.

So Lu Heng's notebooks were taken over by Su Wen without exception.

In fact, he only drew two strokes, as if to test whether the pen works well.But this stroke seemed to be possessed by some demon, and he couldn't stop.

When he was about to get off work that day, Lu Heng had already engraved a full page of Su Wen.

After finishing writing, he stepped back a few inches and looked at it carefully.

So childish.

Childish like a kid who just fell in love in junior high school.

Hey, but it seems like there is no other way, it's really fucking.

How long have they been apart? It's been 8 hours and 24 minutes since they went out in the morning.

What is that person doing now?Did he remember him?How was his lunch?Did you go to the nearby supermarket to buy ketchup?

He checked WeChat again, his profile picture was empty, without the red dot.

The chat history is still on last Friday when he asked him what he had for dinner?

What to eat, right.

As if remembering something, he typed a line and asked him what he would like to have for dinner?

He waited for two seconds, and sure enough, the man never returned to the party in seconds.

So he stared at the computer screen absently, what he was doing just now.

I had to send an email and almost forgot.

He suddenly remembered that Su Wen said last time that he wanted to eat ribs, so let’s make ribs. What side dishes should we serve with?

Make a soup and stir fry a side dish.

Maybe not enough time, but it's okay.

He suddenly remembered Su Wen's appearance when he came back to see dinner, he must be very cute.

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled, and then he felt the phone vibrate.

He clicked it expectantly, and saw four words and eight characters.

"Working overtime today, I won't go back to eat."

Lu Heng lingered on the word "overtime" for a moment.

He conveniently typed a sad at the end of the email, and then deleted it, leaving an empty space.

That day Lu Heng bought a bento at the convenience store and went home, turned on the computer and watched the football game.

boring.

The supported team played poorly and conceded two goals in a row.

At the end of the second half, there was no reversal.

So he turned off the computer and watched his own shadow reflected on the black screen.

Well, handsome and unrestrained.

Why don't you draw a picture.

Just give him a present.

Not all people who fall in love like to write poetry and paint.

It's like falling in love and turning into an artist directly.

Back then, the mistress in Lu Heng's bedroom was not the real mistress, but the third oldest.

I am catching up with the goddess of the senior sister.

The goddess has good taste and likes oil painting.

So that guy decided to follow suit and started to learn oil painting.Then painted a portrait of someone who doesn't know, like a ghost drawing.Later, I gave up and found a friend from the art department to draw a masterpiece.

But who knows, the two paintings were mixed up at the time, and he brought his own one with him, and when he took it out and looked at it, he felt that he was dead.

Unexpectedly, the goddess had an unbelievable expression on her face.

I think your paintings are a bit early Kandinsky.

Where's the driver?

Then there is no more then.

Lu Heng didn't understand painting, and he had no intention of being artificial.He thinks painting is all about sincerity.Besides, if you want to chase your wife, of course you have to be sincere.

So he sincerely drew a circle on it, added a vertical line, added a square frame, drew two diagonal lines, and dropped two small circles at the end, then inserted five vertical lines as fingers, and then drew The upper two vertical lines are the long legs, a "calf" is drawn in the middle, and the two horizontal lines are the shoes.

Looking at it from a distance, it is quite sincere.

He took a puff of a cigarette, but he doesn't usually smoke much.

But in order to create art, you have to find inspiration first.

So he was surrounded by white smoke, watching the villain rubbing his teeth and claws on the white paper, staring at him with deep hatred.

Isn't it ugly? As for it.

It's so hard to describe how handsome and unrestrained I am.

He looked at it for a while and felt very satisfied.So according to the similar strokes, start to trace the second one.

In fact, he planned to draw Su Wen from the very beginning, but he was afraid that his drawing skills would be insufficient, so his first villain was to use himself as a practice.

Three times, five times and two times, the second villain appeared on the paper.

Lu Heng's writing skills are amazing, and the second villain is quite similar to the first one.

The two of them stood together like the Haier brothers, in harmony.

Oh, by the way, there is another similarity, they don't wear clothes.

So naked.

Forget it, add underwear.

Want to stop scaring Su Wen.

Add a shirt.That man was especially good-looking when he was wearing a shirt. The top button was buttoned up, which looked abstinent, but when it was unbuttoned, it was very seductive.Along the collarbone, the neck, the complexion is healthy, and the two points on the chest are better than others...

Hold.Can't fucking think about it.I accidentally ordered a house later.

Add some trousers?Forget it, just be naked like this.

He added a pair of pants for himself, and then let Su Wen run naked on the empty white paper.

It looks good without wearing it.

For a family, one exposure is enough.

Of course, you can only show it to him.

So Lu Heng, who had finished his masterpiece, leaned back in his chair and exhaled the last puff of cigarette, quite proud of it.

perfect.

Nominate a name.

The eloquent and flamboyant words Lu Heng occupied a small half of the blank space.

So when Su Wen came back that day, he took some snacks for him to make supper, then stroked his hair and kissed him secretly.

Lu Heng discovered recently that Su Wen no longer rejects a little ambiguous contact with him.

So it's okay, Lu Heng has done a lot of things like rubbing oil and touching hands, which seem to be insignificant but are actually deeply affectionate.

Of course, it’s not okay to go too far.

It's not good to scare away.

Raising a "cat" requires strategy and of course patience.

So the extraordinarily strategic "cat slave" boldly put the masterpiece in the pocket of his noble majesty.

"Gift." He whispered, kissing the hair on the side of his ear.

"?!"

"Good night." He patted his hair and said to go to bed early, then turned and left, quite carefree.

Early the next morning, Lu Heng saw his sincere work put in a frame on the desk, and a few words were added after it, "Written at the age of seven."

Su Wen's handwriting is majestic and unrestrained, self-contained.It is completely different from that childish painting style.

Lu Heng didn't seem to be too aware of the teasing.

Children's brushstrokes are naturally the most sincere.

It seems that they still have a tacit understanding.

I don't know who gave Lu Heng self-confidence, but that day he was quite carefree and at ease.

The company's new intern greeted Lu Heng from a distance, saying that he had some happy event.

The little girl wore a festive, bold and unrestrained little flower skirt, which made people look bright.

I won a grand prize in the lottery, and I invite you to drink coffee in the afternoon.

The girl asked how much she asked happily.

No more, no less, seven yuan.

Lu Heng, written at the age of seven.

It is indeed a coincidence that when they were seven years old, it was the age when they parted.