Eros kisses Psyche

Chasing Cheng Zhu really cost money, a non-bleeding cut seemed to cost nearly a thousand yuan, and Cheng Zhu couldn't get the money.

However, that paw was not in vain.At least he earned Cheng Zhu to drive him, took the opportunity to hug him quietly, and felt that he had made a lot of money; he would have two injections in the future. Seeing Cheng Zhu's intentions, it seemed that he would accompany him to "supervise", which made his heart ache again. It was full, and the steam was so steaming that it looked like a freshly baked bun swelled up.

This good mood lasted until the evening, and I didn't notice the difference, I just felt that everything was going well.But when he was a model for Gan and Yu in the old days, it was also the most suitable time to be in a daze. Suddenly, a loud noise interrupted his comfort in his own world. Looking closely, the old man seemed to have spilled the pen holder, a little sorry While tidying up, he said to him, "Let's go here today."

"Huh?" Xu Budie came back to his senses suddenly, and looked at the clock, "It's so early today? What's wrong? Teacher Gan still has something to do later?"

Professor Gan smiled and said: "No, Xiao Xu's feeling is not right today, the whole aura has changed, and the feeling is different from what I want."

"Hey? Did I put it wrong? Tell me I can—"

"No, no, it's just a pure feeling, because you seem to be very happy today, so emotionally you will be a little out of touch with the previous one."

"Ah..." Xu Budie was embarrassed all of a sudden. He looked at himself and touched his face, but he didn't think there was much difference. How could he be 'happy'?Is it so obvious? "Sorry, can you come again, I promise to control my emotions..."

"Hahaha, it's too inhuman not to make people happy," Gan Heyu said kindly, "Besides, emotions are contagious, and I can't find that kind of creative feeling now, just take a break."

"I'm sorry..." Xu Budie was a little embarrassed, he still cared about money, but he is a reasonable and well-mannered person, and there is no righteousness in buying and selling. After all, who knows how the next opportunity to make money will come, so he endured the heartache and said, "Today I was the one who delayed Teacher Gan, so today's fee should be deducted from it..."

Professor Gan raised his face, and the eyes behind the lens seemed to examine him.That gaze flashed past him like a razor blade, but quickly returned to its original decency and kindness: "You kid, you always keep your money in your back and forth, and I haven't said anything yet."

"Bi, after all, you spent money to buy my time..." Xu Budie lowered his head in embarrassment, "Besides, the deadline for participating in the China-Japan-Korea exchange exhibition is approaching, right? I'm not just delaying you creative time..."

This surprised Gan and Yu: "You know about this exchange exhibition? You are quite enthusiastic about art. Have you been influenced by me and want to do this in the future?"

Xu Budie twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Well, it's not... I just noticed it occasionally, because I have an artist I like... I like it, and I want to participate in this competition."

Professor Gan's movements were inconspicuous and he paused for a while, then quickly restored his gentle smile: "Oh? Who is it? Do I know him?"

"Ah, I don't know if Mr. Gan recognizes him or not..." Xiao Xu was a little nervous, but couldn't help introducing with inexplicable pride, "His name is Cheng Zhu, and he is a sculptor."

"Oh, sculpture. Sculpture is considered a minority even in our circle. As the saying goes, 'emphasize painting and despise sculpture', and it's still the same today...My surname is Cheng, let me think about it, right...Cheng Zhu, I I remembered. The one who became famous at a very young age."

Xu Budie's eyes brightened: "Teacher Gan also knows about him?"

"I'm not very familiar with each other. We go in different directions... But we are all in the same city and the same association after all. Sometimes we have dinners at the end of the year and meetings in the province. We can see each other occasionally." Gan and Yu maintained the master's Demeanor, looking at the young people who are wearing clothes generously, and asked kindly, "Xiao Xu will pay attention to the fact that sculptures are rare. I think young people like fast-moving culture now, and they don't care too much about this kind of culture." Very interested."

Xu Bu hastily buttoned up the buttons, his head poking out messily from the collar of the sweater.Mr. Gan seems to be a complete elder. Both his aura and appearance are very reassuring, and he can't help but talk too much.An old man, he probably likes other people to chat with him... He thought so, and replied: "I...was also influenced by my dad. He likes to collect art, of course, he doesn't know how to do it at all...The style is messy , He usually accepts whoever agrees. But I didn’t understand it when I was young, and I thought those things were weird and fun.” His eyes fell into the distance, and the illusory focus became hazy, “Then the There are Cheng Zhu's works, which can be said to stand out from the crowd in my father's collection, so I remembered them all at once."

Professor Gan smiled happily, as if he was very satisfied with the story. "Don't talk about your father like that. Art is to bring people insights, happiness, expression, and beauty. As long as he likes it, it doesn't matter what style it is, and he has the final say on whether it is valuable or not. What suits him and makes him happy is valuable."

Xu Budie nodded: "You're right." I haven't had a good chat with anyone about these under-the-table topics for a long time, and I have to hide them from Cheng Zhu's side, not daring to let him know.These pasts have sometimes turned into nightmares, appearing in front of his eyes over and over again, and when the words are spoken, he realizes that he has a little relief; Otherwise, these words are easier to export.

He almost talked like a bamboo tube pouring beans, those strange, vulgar, and nobody's collections have almost become his only luxury property now.He used to pack everything into a gray cardboard box, but now when he took it out of his memory, he still knew everything very well.

"Since you can build an art collection of this scale, your family's conditions should be good. Why do you still come out to work, work-study?"

"I..." He opened his mouth, maybe it was the first time since the accident that he took the initiative to say these things, as if time brought him back to his original age, all those elaborate disguises were gone, he was just a fresh graduate , a child admitted to college; he doesn't have to think about anything, the next four years should have a free and willful start like all college students.

"...Someone in the family is sick, and my father... is gone." When I actually said it, I felt a little relieved, and I could even say that I calmed down, as if I had finally accepted this fact.

"...Is that so..." The elder was very considerate and didn't ask further. Instead, he stretched out his hand to stroke his shoulder and back, and then patted him twice, "...Then you have worked hard."

"It's okay...it's not hard, I'm used to it." Xu Budie murmured, "So I can do anything... Teacher Gan, I'm willing to do anything as long as it can make money. You can call me for any job, any order, and if you can’t find a suitable person.”

"Anything is fine?"

"Anything, anytime."

Cheng Zhu kept returning to the modeling on the computer, crumpled up the draft paper on the table and threw it into the trash can.There are already piled up.No, no, not at all.His works have formed a complete self-style until today, sparse and tough, but today he writes like a kid, impatient and rough, and his emotions grow randomly like weeds. come out.

Cheng Zhu grabbed the phone, flipped it for a long time, hesitated for a long time, finally typed a few words, thought about it, put it down, and shouted into the room: "Lele!"

Lele ran over, holding up his small plane: "Have you eaten yet?"

"...Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, and you know what else to eat besides eating." Cheng Zhu hated iron and steel, "The new year is coming soon, and you will be a primary school student, don't you know? If you eat again, you won't be able to wear your school uniform go in."

"...Oh." Lele thought for a while. "Then do you want to eat?"

...Cheng Zhu helped his forehead, "Eat, eat later, Dad is going to heat up the dishes, you can make a call for Dad."

"Call!" Now Lele likes to make calls, and immediately raises her watch high, "Who are you calling?"

"Call your brother Xu."

"Oh!"

"Just ask him if he remembers to get an injection, don't forget."

"it is good!"

After reminding this sentence, Cheng Zhu finally felt relieved, turned his head, took out the leftovers and threw them into the microwave oven together, took out a few buns and put them on the steamer, when he heard the small microphone rushing over again, saying loudly: "He asked you to remember I don’t remember what I promised him tomorrow!”

Cheng Zhu took the spatula, pulled the hot vegetables into the plate, and sighed, what should come will always come.

"I remember. You asked him what to do tomorrow?"

Cheng Zhu gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, thinking I'll ask Lele to ask, I think you can come up with something.

Lele answered the phone with a sense of ritual. Since inspiration is the megaphone, he would never tell Cheng Zhu face to face, so he ran back to his room quickly, and ran back when he got the answer: "Dad! He said that he will arrange a date tomorrow—" —”

Cheng Zhu grabbed his son's fat little hand and almost put his wrist on his mouth: "Xu Xing! What nonsense are you talking to my son?!"

"Ah, finally understand me."

The person on the video screen on the watch seemed to be on the street, and the colors of the street lights cast various lights on his face. The delay and light and shadow made the face blurred and shaking. "I was afraid that you would break the contract if you coaxed me." But just from the voice, I could hear the sweet joy that made my messy head into a paste, and it didn't matter. "What's wrong with me? Am I not following the arrangement?"

"Then you go to the tuba to talk and use your son as a shield, are you embarrassed?"

"Don't teach me to be a bad boy, just accepting your arrangement means agreeing to a date with you?"

Lele stood on her toes, her arms stretched out, and Cheng Zhu held her arm and used it as a telephone.He asked, "Dad, what's a date?"

Now it was Cheng Zhu's turn to feel guilty: "It's none of your business, children don't interrupt when adults talk."

Lele was unconvinced: "Then you still use my phone! I won't call for you!"

Xiao Xu staggered and laughed in the video, and finally couldn't help reminding: "Old Cheng, why is there smoke coming from the top of your head?"

"Smoke? Where did the smoke come from..." Cheng Zhu slapped his forehead suddenly, turned his head and frantically opened the steamer behind him, the water had already evaporated, and the bottom of the bun was burnt.He gave up on himself for a second, and stuffed the hard, mushy buns into his mouth.

Lele didn't lend him the watch anymore, so Cheng Zhu had to call Xiao Xu by himself, and when the call was connected, there was a lot of laughter on the other side, Cheng Zhu scratched his face: "Be serious, I tell you that you are laughing at the customer I want to leave a bad review. Come here, order a takeaway, buy me some steamed stuffed buns, we just ate together, you haven’t eaten yet, have you?”

"Ah, now? Not now, I have a job to do next, so I can't leave." Xu Budie said, "When you go out, turn left and there are quick-frozen dumplings in the small supermarket. Just go and buy some. Ah, look at cooking, Don't burn it dry again." He paused, "I ordered a cake for you at noon tomorrow, and I'll bring the food over there, so let's make do with it tonight."

"What time is it and you're still working? That's fine, I won't tell you. Be careful when you ride."

"It's a temporary thing. Fortunately, it's today. I have to postpone it tomorrow." Xiao Xu smiled, "I'm afraid I won't catch up for a while, so I said happy birthday in advance."

"Sheng...I'll go, how do you know?" Cheng Zhu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the desk calendar before he realized, "I said why do I want to eat cakes, I thought that kid Lele was looking for you I'm going to beat him up."

"No, you really don't remember your own birthday?"

"Whoever celebrates birthday when you are so old, I thought it was you young people. Now I can only remember my son's birthday." Cheng Zhu was also happy. "At our stage, celebrating birthday is to remind ourselves that in two days time In [-], the young scholars of the Yangtze River could not be judged anymore, so we have to work harder—”

"You're young, don't you still have a date?"

"What kind of appointment, no appointment."

"Is it really not a date?"

Cheng Zhu hesitated for a moment, this little general, he rushed too fast and didn't know how to fool him, when he heard the sound of hanging up from the phone; just as he frowned, there was a ding dong, and a new message popped up.The photos of the two tickets came into view.

Cheng Zhu took a deep breath, "I'll go!" What the hell is the seat in District A, this one thousand six hundred and eight... It's hard to get a ticket, the bottom of the overpass is full of scalpers holding red tickets, this kid Where did you get it?

He pressed his voice and said, "What are you doing, this is too expensive, nonsense! No way!"

The other party sent a "slightly slightly slightly" emoji with tongue sticking out.

"I'm telling you seriously..."

Xiao Xu's message came back quickly:

/ I'm serious too. /

Cheng Zhu was at a loss. He looked at the words and rubbed his fingers on the screen, unable to answer for a moment.If I am also 20 years old, maybe I will agree, at least I can agree to give it a try. ——Try without losing a piece of meat.But it’s different now. Many simple words have deteriorated over time. He has to consider not only himself, but also the other party, and many things in work, society, and life, including the big one who is starving at him. a son.No one else can think about it for him, not even love.

"Hungry, wait a minute, Dad is going to buy dumplings, tomorrow your brother Xu will bring cakes, today we will be hard and plain..."

As he spoke perfunctorily, he opened the door and walked out; the weather had reached the point where white mist would come out, and the temperature at night felt like a needle pricking people, making people feel rebellious like a hedgehog.At this time, the phone rang again, and he pressed the screen to take a look, but stopped.

It was a package ticket for LALAND Sim City, a newly opened popular all-in-one children's playground. Many kindergarten children have already experienced it, and they showed off in the class, but with Cheng Zhu's busyness, he couldn't be happier. Le naturally only heard of its name and had never been there.

/Tomorrow morning you have a good sleep, no overtime work is allowed; we will have cake at noon.Take Lele to play here in the afternoon. /

In a subsequent text message, he wrote,

/Dinner will be settled here, and then we will go to the theater. Lele is too young to go to the theater. There is a nursery service in LALA. I have gone to the scene and registered in advance. Teacher Zhong looks at the ones who play with him, so he can rest assured.Pick him up when it's over here, the time is just right. /

/ plan That's it!Is there anything else I haven't considered... I don't know anymore. This is my first time chasing someone and I have no experience. Please be considerate. /

Cheng Zhu stared blankly at the phone, and the night wind whizzed past him, blowing him up and down, making him dizzy, exactly like a 20-year-old young man who was at a loss and didn't know what to do. What to do, the blood all over my body doesn't know where to flow.

He completely forgot what he was doing here, and when he got home empty-handed, he met Lele's innocent eyes:

"...Dad, where are the dumplings?"

Cheng Zhu slapped himself on the face: "...Damn it."

His IQ, which he had lived for more than ten years, finally occupied the high ground again. Now he understands that what will come with him tomorrow is definitely not only proper arrangements, thoughtful considerations, but also a good time. That kid will definitely confess his love. Like all young people of this age, racing towards the south wall, the sound of the motor has the energy of breaking the boat.It's not that I don't know that it's the south wall, it's not that I haven't listened to the advice of others, and it's not that I haven't considered the consequences; but I won't be reconciled if I don't bump into it, even if it leaves a mark, it is a rut of love.

But, but ah, when I become a cunning adult at my age, sometimes I can no longer return to purity. We always have too many constraints and too much selfishness. We long for such enthusiasm and yearn for this kind of pure enthusiasm The good, looking forward to some kind of change.But I am afraid of breaking the balance, the pain of giving and changing, and the subsequent turbulent variables, and the damage I am destined to suffer; why not hide in a stable shell, just like now, isn't it the best?

After turning around and going out, Cheng Zhu hesitated to call Xiao Xu again, but that kid had learned his lesson, as if he had already guessed this move, so he simply turned off the phone, resolutely eliminating the possibility of him refusing.

"call--"

Cheng Zhu exhaled the suppressed hot air in his chest, and the white mist that he exhaled coldly dispersed on the black curtain of the night sky. When he saw the clear stars in the winter night, all his thoughts were as clear as them, like a mirror. hanging there.

That’s right, it’s not a lie to say you’re afraid, and it’s not a lie to say you’re looking forward to it.Leave what will happen tomorrow to tomorrow.At least for now, like tomorrow's graduation trip, I can't sleep because my heart is beating so hard.

But when it was noon, Xiao Xu, who said he would bring the cake, didn't come; neither did he in the afternoon.Cheng Zhu called the hospital to ask, and took Lele to wait at the gate of LALAND, but nothing.The opera started, and he waited at the door until the last person entered, but still no one.

"Sorry, the person you dialed has switched off,..."

He sat outside the entrance of the theater, as if he had turned into a silent statue, and listened to the whole process of a love affair in the gap between repeatedly dialing the number.