Xingchuan

The next day, Ling Yi woke up in Li Xingchuan's arms.It should be getting late, the sun outside was extraordinarily generous, making his entire back feel hot.

Li Xingchuan was still awake.

In fact, he has always been like this, and his sleep quality is relatively good. When he lived together, he was rarely woken up by the sound of morning exercises downstairs.

Ling Yi didn't make a sound, turned around slightly, and looked at Xingchuan with the light filtered by the curtains.This is the man, the quiet man who said he loved him twice last night.

After the shock and excitement at that time faded away, Ling Yi at this moment only felt at ease.He was like a driftwood that had been floating on the sea for five years. Before the texture completely festered and the tenacity completely collapsed, he found someone who rescued him ashore.

He stared at the man in front of him.

From his perspective, Xingchuan's facial features are still very straight, and the line of his jaw is also very clear.Because the space is narrow, there is only one quilt, so the legs of the two are entangled, with the insteps touching the soles of the feet.

There are two tendons on the back of Xingchuan's feet, which are more obvious than ordinary people's.Ling Yi moved closer quietly, her legs were tightly bound, and she put her feet on them and rubbed them.

Li Xingchuan was woken up by him just like that.

The two looked at each other, Ling Yi was a little embarrassed, but he was almost thirty, and he didn't want to appear too coy, so he said, "Morning."

"morning."

Li Xingchuan's voice was hoarse.He took a deep breath, similar to the feeling of stretching, and locked Ling Yi under the quilt.

The air is thin in a small space.

The two kissed sideways, slowly and slowly feeling the softness of their lips.

Compared with the intensity of last night, this kiss has more elements of warmth.Ling Yi felt as if his bones were being hammered slowly with a small hammer, very nostalgic and numb.Tired of kissing, he was brought down by Li Xingchuan again, pressed under him and continued to kiss.Panting in the dark was magnified countless times, Ling Yi's heart was beating like a drum, and after a few minutes, he took the initiative to lift the quilt to calm his breathing.

It was already noon.

Li Xingchuan got up, put on his clothes and walked to the balcony.The salty sea breeze blew away the complicated smell in the bedroom last night, Ling Yi also rubbed her face and walked over, following his gaze to look downstairs.

In the garden, there are waiters feeding the cats. The back view looks very leisurely, and the palm trees rustle in the sea breeze.

After watching for a while, Ling Yi raised his head and looked up at Li Xingchuan.

Li Xingchuan turned around and found that his gaze was very calm, without any coyness in it, only a lot of unspoken words.

Li Xingchuan was fascinated by it.

Ling Yi laughed and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

In fact, Ling Yi didn't always laugh in the past. His life was always full of troubles and little happiness.But I don't know why, whenever Li Xingchuan thought of him during the five years of separation, all he thought of was the way he smiled, that gentle and soft smile.Especially those moments when the two of them were together, even when they were having trouble, every time Li Xingchuan thought back, he felt that Ling Yi was smiling.

Ling Yi pursed her lips: "Huh?"

Li Xingchuan moved his eyes down and looked at his upper body: "You are wearing my clothes."

Ling Yi blushed slightly, and hummed, "My clothes are wet." She didn't want to go back to her room to get them.

He was wearing a large white T-shirt with his collarbone exposed at the neckline, and his sideways face was clean.Li Xingchuan stretched out his hand, and slowly rubbed his chin with his thumb and tiger's mouth, "Have you ever looked for me in the past few years after we've been apart?"

The palms are dry and warm, something that relaxes the whole body.Ling Yi turned her face to the side, resting her hand on his shoulder, and nodded slightly.

"I did. I didn't know you were gone until I was released from prison. Before you left..." He paused, "You didn't tell me before you left."

With such a short sentence, Li Xingchuan had already heard his slight snort.

"I looked for all three people in your dormitory, but I couldn't get in touch with any of them. Later, I went to your former head teacher. He asked me to go to Yunnan to try my luck. I went, but I didn't see you."

With an understatement, the skin on Li Xingchuan's shoulders felt a little wet.

"I've lived in Yunnan for three months, and I've been to every military base I can name, but no one has seen you." Ling Yi's voice choked up, "Xingchuan, where have you been?"

Obviously the person is right in front of him, but Ling Yi's words are as real as if he was asking Li Xingchuan two years ago.

"Where have you been, why don't you see me?"

Border patrol work involves drugs and gangsters. In principle, it needs to be kept secret. Unless the immediate family members make a report and apply for a visit, the information of the staff will not be disclosed casually.

From frantically searching, to slowly losing hope, to giving up completely, Ling Yi has gone through a whole year.After that, when he returned to Linjiang, he encountered obstacles everywhere in finding a job. He also had to see a doctor and take care of daily life for his mother who could not take care of himself.At first he was absolutely unwilling to touch the money that Xingchuan left him, but later he made exceptions again and again until he spent it all.

Not wanting to shed tears in front of Xingchuan because of the past, Ling Yi lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I'll go back to my room and change my clothes."

As soon as he turned around, he was hugged from behind.

"I've looked for you too." Li Xingchuan's voice was dull, "I've looked for you too, Ling Yi."

He has been to the United States more than once, and it's not like he hasn't looked for him in Linjiang, but no matter how he thinks about it, he never thought that Ling Yi would be in prison.But that's enough to say, many memories can't stand to be looked at carefully, because the pain is always dripping with blood.

After standing for a while, Li Xingchuan said, "Go and change, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Ling Yi nodded as calmly as possible: "Understood."

Back in his room, he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, only then could he completely suppress the soreness in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, he changed his clothes and hurried downstairs.I thought I was fast, at least I could go to the back kitchen and ask if there was anything to fill my stomach, but I didn't expect to go down and found that Li Xingchuan was already waiting at the door.

The Ducati is still there, parked outside the hotel.Li Xingchuan leaned on the car with his back slightly arched, relaxed, smoking a cigarette with his head bowed.

Regarding smoking, Ling Yi didn't feel disgusted, but he didn't like it very much either.But Xingchuan is always an exception, he has privileges here.

Seeing him approaching, Li Xingchuan lowered his cigarette-holding hand to the other side of the motorcycle: "I thought you still have a while."

Ling Yi smiled: "You smoke it, it's fine."

Li Xingchuan simply extinguished the cigarette.

There is only one helmet, which is still worn by Ling Yi as before.The two set off to a market by the sea. There were not a few tourists. There were small stalls and carts on both sides for a hundred meters.

Li Xingchuan asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

Before coming here, Ling Yi checked the guide, and knew that there was a famous green papaya salad shop here, so she took Li Xingchuan there, and waited for more than ten minutes for a seat to eat on the spot.

The food here is sour and spicy, and the sanitary conditions are average.When the salad is delivered, it is packed in a disposable bag, and you have to put it into a reusable bowl on the table. The chopsticks are also very cheap and disposable, with sawdust on them.

Li Xingchuan frowned slightly, stood up, "I'll make a phone call."

Then he walked aside.

Ling Yi had already broken off the chopsticks to pass to him, but at this moment she slowly retracted them in front of her.

There was a long line around, everyone was chatting with the people in the front, back, left, and right. He was the only one at this table, and it was so quiet that he didn't fit in.

Two minutes later, Li Xingchuan came back and sat down without saying a word, looking down at the bowl of food in front of him.

Ling Yi asked softly: "Xingchuan, can you eat this?"

Looking up, Li Xingchuan's eyes shifted to his face, with a very shallow word "Chuan" frowning between his brows.

"If you don't want to eat this, we can change to another place. Anyway, there's nothing to do today, so you don't have to come here for a stroll—"

The rest of the words were interrupted by a clear click.

Li Xingchuan broke off the disposable chopsticks and handed them to him: "I asked Cheng Kaiji just now, and he said you can eat."

It turned out that the call just now was to Dr. Cheng.

Ling Yi's heart beat violently, and immediately suppressed it forcefully, "What about you?"

"I what."

"Do you want to eat this?"

Li Xingchuan didn't answer immediately, but picked up the chopsticks and started eating directly.The way he eats is not only unrefined, but also very appetizing.After taking a few mouthfuls, he raised his head to look at Ling Yi: "It's easier to accept than I imagined."

Seeing his serious expression, Ling Yi couldn't help laughing.

Li Xingchuan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ling Yi stared at him, approached him with a smile and kissed him, her lips became sour and hot: "Eat slowly, save some for me."

Someone around noticed what they were doing and tugged at their friend's sleeve in amazement, all of them focused their eyes.Ling Yi suddenly felt a little unnatural, and moved a little further away, but Li Xingchuan behaved as usual.

After clearing away a salad, the two went to other stalls to buy freshly baked egg rolls and fruits, and ate them while walking against the scorching sun.When they were less than 100 meters away from the parking place, someone passed by them, whispering to each other in a very low voice, still speaking in Chinese.

Ling Yi's pace slowly slowed down.

Li Xingchuan walked to the front and found that he hadn't followed, so he turned his head and stretched out his hand to him naturally, "Can't you walk anymore?"

Ling Yi's face was dazed in the sunlight for a moment, and the discomfort in his heart disappeared immediately.He quickly walked forward and held Li Xingchuan's hand, and no matter how many people looked at him, he didn't let go for a second.

This noon seems to exist exclusively to make up for that period of time that ended abruptly.They held hands, kissed, and drank the same drink like a college couple, and Li Xingchuan even drove him on a motorcycle.It is not in line with their age to do these things, but they have lost too much, and they can't ask for any compensation.

"Where are we going next?" Ling Yi sat in the back seat and hugged his waist.Li Xingchuan helped him cover the windshield: "A place."

Saying it means not saying it.

We drove to a building close to the seaside. From the outside, it was only one floor high, but it occupied a large area.The car stopped at the door, and Ling Yi grabbed him as soon as he was about to go in, "Don't go in, this seems to be a private place."

There is no sign at the door.

At present, it is also considered.

Li Xingchuan hummed lightly.

His expression made Ling Yi feel that he didn't understand what he meant at all.Ling Yi said, "It's against the law to break into a private house."

Li Xingchuan laughed lowly: "It's not like you haven't broken the law before."

"..."

Ling Yi was speechless, but she didn't know how to get angry.Instead, he said that in such a tone, which made people feel relieved.

Ling Yi followed behind Li Xingchuan, watched him take out the key to open the door, watched him walk in, and gradually opened his eyes wide.

"How do you have the key here?"

"I rented this place." Li Xingchuan stood in front of him, "for a month."

After speaking, he walked aside.

The field of vision suddenly widened.This place was even bigger than Ling Yi imagined. Standing at the door, he heard the door slowly closing behind him, as if he had entered a whole new world.

When the sea breeze blows over, Ling Yi raises her eyes and looks around the place, everything in front of her has a strong sense of familiarity.

On the left is a calm blue pool, on the right is a boxy brown swimming pool, and at the foot is a light almond-colored flat ground.

He walked quickly to a yellow springboard, facing the swimming pool, and found the angle of view in his mind.

That's right.

Really that painting.

David Hockney's masterpiece - a bigger splash.An empty chair is quietly placed opposite the blue pool, behind the chair is the brown swimming pool, and the large glass of the swimming pool reflects the projection of the building here.Looking further away, two palm trees protrude from the back wall of the swimming pool. The white roof, brown wall, green tree, blue pool, and yellow springboard are all exposed to the sun, and the picture freezes. The unique laziness and tranquility of the day.

Ling Yi held her breath.

The so-called bigger splash refers to the moment when entering the water from the springboard, the moment when the tranquility is broken.The theme of this painting is not the stillness, but the water splash when the ultimate stillness comes to an end and breaks it.

Li Xingchuan doesn't understand painting, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand emotions.

In his heart, he is this house, this pool of water, and Ling Yi is the splash that breaks it.He is using this painting and this place to interpret the feelings between them.

Ling Yi's body was stiff and loose, loose and stiff.He has been looking at everything in front of him, his expression is completely unbelievable.He was watching, and thinking, and wondering what it was all about.

Li Xingchuan was standing beside him.

After a while, Ling Yi turned to look at him, looked at him for a while, then lowered his head, and remained silent for a long time.

Sometimes I want to say too much, but I don't know how to say it, so I can only use quietness to calm the splash in my heart.Li Xingchuan has never been a person who can talk, he is more familiar with the way of silence.

The clouds overhead were slowly shifting positions, and the shadows they cast slowly moved from the pool surface to where the two stood.Ling Yi also changed her position.Leaning on Xingchuan's back, he murmured, "How did you find this place?"

"Huh?" When Li Xingchuan opened his mouth, his chest and back trembled slightly.He answered very briefly: "I found it on the Internet."

Ling Yi really wanted him to say more, so she asked again: "Why is it so similar?"

This time Li Xingchuan was finally not so indifferent.He held Ling Yi's hands around his waist, and said in a slightly headache tone, "Before I came here, I hired a few workers. The springboards and chairs were all bought and installed. The glass and walls of the swimming pool The paint has also been changed. But they did not work carefully, and many details were not according to my drawings, which made me very passive in time."

You don't need to look at Ling Yi to know that he must be frowning.

"So you come in every night as a part-time decoration worker."

"It's not just me," Li Xingchuan's voice was helpless, "and Si Yun. The two civil engineers graduated five years ago, and no one thought that there would be a day to return to their old jobs."

I gave back all the old skills I learned in school to the teacher. On the first night when Xie Siyun was painting, he almost fell off the ladder and babbled all the way back.That night, Li Xingchuan's face was also stained with gray-brown wall paint, which couldn't be removed no matter how much he washed it, making Ling Yi mistakenly think that he had touched someone.

Ling Yi walked to the edge of the diving board, and Li Xingchuan told him not to touch it before he stretched out his hand.

"I just painted the paint the night before. I don't know if it's completely dry."

Ling Yi chuckled lightly.

The never-ending summer in the painting seems to be right in front of the eyes, and in the deep blue water of this pool, is the reflection of Ling Yi's smiling face.Li Xingchuan stood by the pool, staring at the water for a while, until Ling Yi asked him, "Is this a gift from you?"

Although the shelf life is only one month.

"Do you like it?" Li Xingchuan asked in a low voice.

"like."

That's it.

"Why did you think of giving me this?" Ling Yi asked again.

Li Xingchuan fell silent.It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's that he doesn't know where the motivation comes from.But if he didn't say anything, it doesn't mean that Ling Yi doesn't understand.Ling Yi's right hand, which can't draw, is a knot in the hearts of the two of them.

The glass of the opposite swimming pool reflected the figures of the two, very quiet and peaceful.

"Xingchuan..." Ling Yi pursed her lips lightly, "If my hand can't be healed, I still have to do interior design."

Li Xingchuan said, "I know."

Ling Yi lowered her eyes: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with doing interior design, is it?"

I don't know whether to comfort him or comfort myself.

"Yeah." Li Xingchuan also said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

Looking at the reflection on the water, Ling Yi opened his mouth, and was about to change the subject, but water splashed in front of his eyes, and it was Li Xingchuan who casually threw a lighter into it.

"But design is for others, and art is for yourself. If you want to, try to live for yourself." He said, "It doesn't matter if you fail."

The author says:

Design is for others, art is for yourself.This sentence is not original by me, but I can’t remember where I read it, and I haven’t found the source after searching for a long time. If you know it, please leave a message and let me know.