Eros kisses Psyche

Cheng Zhu woke up almost at dawn, turned over, and found that his arms were empty, the bed was hissing and air was leaking, and his arm was outside, and he was numb from the cold at the moment.

What about people?Go to the bathroom?But the quilt is cold...

Although it's only been a few days, although the mouth is more high than the actual action, but it feels very logical, as if I don't have any motivation if I don't take a puff every day.There is no one in my arms now, and everything is empty, like a jigsaw puzzle that has lost its adjacent piece.

Cheng Zhu got up in a daze to look for it.

Xu Budie was still standing there when he found it. He didn't know how long he stood there, so he put on a coat and even wore slippers on his bare feet; his body was covered with ice. "What's wrong with you? When did you come here? Why are you standing here..." He grabbed his hands and was about to drag him into the room.

"This," Xu Budie pointed to the dried mud in the door, "Are you going to burn this today?"

Cheng Zhu looked at the model he had made, and then at the model of the model. Although he wanted to surprise him, he didn't find any excited and surprised expression on his face at the moment.

"Then, is it me?" Xu Budie's voice was a little numb, as if he was neither excited nor emotional.

This was different from what Cheng Zhu had expected. He always felt that Xiao Xu should be very happy and happy to see it.He felt that he had done a good job, very good. This work was completed in one go, which was rare for him to do so smoothly in such a long time, so he carefully planned to do the part of molding and casting copper by himself.

"You don't like it?"

Xu Budie was silent.Finally, he summoned up his courage and looked at Cheng Zhu. "Is it possible not to do it?"

"Why? What's wrong with it?"

"I... just feel that... it looks at me... a little uncomfortable." Xu Budie said, before he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed Cheng Zhu away, and he hunched over and retched all at once.

Cheng Zhu was stunned, so exciting?Feeling sick?Seeing that he vomited so much that he could only spit out acid water, he suddenly came to his senses. He quickly picked him up, ran upstairs and stuffed him under the quilt.

It was literally frozen.

"What are you talking about..." Cheng Zhu poured him a cup of hot water, and tried it on his forehead. Fortunately, the young man has a strong body, and when he sleeps together at night, Cheng Zhu feels as if he is holding a hot water bottle. That's why I woke up from the cold when I was alone, and I didn't have a fever at the moment, "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I hid it for a long time, and finally made it like this."

"I'm sorry." Xu Budie hesitated and wanted to say something. Outside, Lao Han brought a few kiln workers and shouted enthusiastically: "Mr. Cheng, when will the kiln be installed today!"

"You guys go ahead, I'll be here soon!" Cheng Zhu responded, then turned to look at Xiao Xu, "If you're not feeling well, you won't be here today to help."

Xu Budie's heart sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden, and he couldn't laugh or cry.Cheng Zhu, when you get along with him, everything feels good, even romantic, after all, he is an artist; but when you disagree, he will never give in on what he decides .

Thinking this way, another breath of air came out of my heart.

"Well, you carved me, right?" Xu Budie asked, "I don't want to be this model, I don't want to become a person made of mud... Is this even a requirement?"

"I'm going to use manual copper casting. The mud is just a blank, and there will be no mud after it's done." Cheng Zhu corrected very seriously.

Xu Budie: "..." No, you only heard this key word after I said such a long sentence? !

It was Cheng Zhu who asked first: "You haven't answered my previous question. Why don't you like it?"

Paint a painting and carve a statue for the lover. Many of the artist's pinnacle works and masterpieces come from this way, recording the gorgeous love at that time.Who doesn't want his lover to use himself as inspiration to create and make it happen overnight when he is passionately in love?Like Rodin's "The Kiss", isn't it inspired by his teacher-student relationship with Camille, abandoning all the secular vision of that era and leaving the world independent taboo love?

But when he saw the dusty, unsouled self, what Xu Budie thought of was the semi-abstract statue of a young girl that Cheng Zhu sculpted for Rong Wanqin.Was she really happy to receive such a gift engraved with true love?Now that everything has been separated, that love still stays strong in place, like a fire that burns forever; like a person, holding out his eyes and heart, life and soul, and cutting them open for you read.Everything is naked and invisible, even if you want to escape, it seems to force you to respond positively and never regret it—Cheng Zhu's works, even such sad girlish flowing lines, also have this kind of Wild, sharp power.

If you have to ask why, you should ask why you are Cheng Zhu.

It's not that scary to be someone else.Even if that person painted himself as a model...it was nothing more than a work.

But Cheng Zhu's is not... It seems to be alive, it is a piece extracted and blended from the souls of the creator and the created, and it is a living creature that will always be fixed in a certain place in time. Its existence seems to be contemptuous of geology. Ask the deity: Do you dare to look at me?Do you dare to admit me?Do you dare to accept me?Do you dare to let me go, let others scrutinize, let thousands of people scrutinize?

He didn't dare to look at the still muddy human figure, and didn't know how to express his feelings after being stared at by it.That weird and twisted feeling spread in his heart. Xu Budie felt that if he had to describe it, his current emotions must be very similar to Kokoschka's masterpiece "The Bride in the Wind". The painting that should be happy is obviously a good story that will be passed on forever. The most beautiful bride in the world is in his arms, peaceful and peaceful, but the male protagonist in the painting has a fearful expression, distorted posture, like a ghost, and even despair and resentment.

And the life of the protagonists in this painting is reflected outside the painting, just as in the painting, the love is short but strong, Kokoschka must have felt it when he painted this painting, feeling that the future of this love is turbulent, And I can't actually steer, let alone own.

How can this be described clearly in words?If only I could create, I could express with these hands all the horrified, distorted shapes that fly before my eyes at this moment, and I could tell you that I'm so scared... I'm scared of it, and I'm scared too you.

"It's useless." As if seeing through what he was thinking, Cheng Zhu said, "You also know that Gan and Yu painted your work as a model. You agreed to it yourself. I asked him, and he took it. This exhibition."

Xu Budie shook violently.

"He can draw you, can't he? I can't do it? I don't even need you to pose for me, remember it in my mind, and then I will come out."

"……not like this……"

"Do you want to see it? I've seen it, and it's pretty good. After all, it's a master, although it looks like it should be written by Qin Hong. Maybe you can still be popular, and you can make money with your paintings, I know Many current Internet celebrities have debuted in this way, and some of them have attracted the attention of film and television companies."

"Shut up! You know what a fart!"

"Oh, then have you told me? I don't know anything at all." Cheng Zhu spread his hands, "I don't have to listen to you if I know."

Xu Budie was so mad at him that he yelled at him indiscriminately, "What can I do? At least I paid back the money!"

When the words came out, Cheng Zhu slammed him down on the bed, put his hands on top of his head, and sat on his waist, biting the artery on the side of his neck and sucking hard, holding his Adam's apple, Feeling the trembling under the skin, the eyes became dim: "Okay. How much will he pay? I will pay ten times. Can I do the same to you?"

Cheng Zhu lowered his head, ripped off his pajamas, and bit his chest. "Where did he start? From here?" A leg was inserted between the two legs, forcibly separating the subconsciously closed parts. "Or from here?"

"Don't..." Xu Budie trembled violently, the feeling of retching made his chest almost breathless, "...Get out!"

"You're not struggling at all, it's fun. It's simply a refusal to welcome..." Cheng Zhu said softly and took a bite down his waist. One hand had already reached the edge of his underwear, and he slammed down pull.

"--roll!!"

Xu Budie burst out suddenly, kicked Cheng Zhu's right shoulder down, kicked him under the bed, and stopped when his back hit the window sill wall, making a loud bang, hitting the floor. It seemed to be collapsing; many people from below ran upstairs, "What's going on, what's going on, what happened?"

Lao Han took the lead and pushed the door open without thinking: "What's wrong with Mr. Cheng?!"

What came into view was the chaotic bed, the messy clothes, Mr. Cheng who was kicked against the wall, and the young man with red eyes tightly wrapped in his coat.Although the thick long coat covered almost half of his body, his neck was bare, and his lower legs were also bare.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, always feeling that they had seen something so extraordinary that it was hard not to think about it.

Before they recovered from the shock, Xu Budie grabbed the travel bag on the table, which contained a spare change of clothes, and rushed out the door without saying a word.

Lao Han was dumbfounded, and it was too late to cover his eyes at this time, so he turned his head and looked back: "Old Cheng, are you okay? This..." Should I help you call the police or help you chase someone?

Cheng Zhu shook his head, smiled instead, raised his hand, and Lao Han hurriedly threw a cigarette over with understanding.He clicked on it, then hissed, and rubbed the shoulder that was kicked.

"Tsk, little bastard, this shit is really powerful."

The world was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was another "bang". Everyone looked at the source of the sound, only to see that the door of the empty room on the other side was locked heavily, Xu Budie had already dressed neatly, and the travel bag was also With his back on his back, he lowered his head and only walked out.

"Hey..." Old Han figured out the way, and quickly stretched out his hand to block it, then turned to look at Cheng Zhu, "Well,... why don't you have breakfast..." Xu Budie's footsteps stopped at Cheng Zhu's door Paused, he glanced up quickly, but there was no response in the end, he turned his head and went down.

Lao Han didn't dare to stop him, he turned his head to look at Cheng Zhu with a look of hatred, and mouthed in the force field where everyone was gossiping:...Why don't you hurry up and coax him?

"He's used to him, who coaxed me?" Cheng Zhu muttered and stood up, "Didn't you say to eat breakfast? Eat! After eating, start working as usual." He really put on his clothes in an orderly manner, and finished washing After coming down, the old god served himself a bowl of porridge on the ground.

"No...chasing?" Lao Han asked tentatively, "At least, what, we have to give it away, we are here in the county, how can we get there without a car?"

"Follow him. He will go on his own. You won't ask anyone if you have any questions?"

"Hey, it hurts to see this." Old Han was about to joke, Cheng Zhu had already thrown away the bowl, and he did not waver in his decision: "Let's go, install the kiln."

Xu Budie was so angry that he trembled all over, he didn't even look at the map, he didn't even ask anyone, he just walked out based on his memory.

100 meters, 200 meters, 300 meters... He may regret it, but Lao Cheng is actually very soft-hearted.

500 meters, one kilometer, two kilometers... Even if you come to chase me now, I will not forgive you if I apologize.

The mountain roads in the countryside seem very close, but they are far away.Walking away to the first intersection, he couldn't help turning his head...but no one was chasing him, not even the sound of footsteps behind him; there were a few aunts who had become familiar with each other within two days, and they were warmly greeting them; but there was still no one on the way. No figure, no phone call or text message on the phone.

Am I your boyfriend or not?You treat me like this?I'm here, but you have to serve a statue, and you can't even bother to coax me?

At the next intersection, Lao Han drove the dilapidated Iveco around from nowhere, honked the horn and patted on the car door, and explained in a somewhat embarrassing way: "What, Mr. Cheng said you have to go back first? I'll take you to the present county railway station..."

Xu Budie ignored him and still walked with his head buried.Guessing that Brother Han was also afraid of his embarrassment, he drove slowly and followed far behind.

"If you have anything to say to your brother Han, just say it."

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, you'll be happier when you're full. What's more important than your belly?"

"Think about it, our Dexian's hot pot with pig's head meat in soup, have you ever eaten it? If you leave without eating, that would be to disrespect us Dexian people..."

"There is also an eighteen-course tea. The one Lao Cheng took you to eat before is not authentic. I know there is a very authentic one..."

"There is also something special for breakfast. Crispy meat pies. You've been up late these days. Haven't you eaten them yet? Only freshly baked ones have that aroma, and they get old after every one..."

He kept talking about food, and he told Xu Budie, who hadn't eaten anything and vomited overnight, that he was hungry, and gave his stomach just the right amount of face: "Gulu..."

This simple local man didn't have so many twists and turns. When he saw a curtain in front of him selling shortbread from a distance, he simply stopped the car, copied it in front of Xu Budie, strode to the stall, and wrapped two bags. A cake, turned around and ran back, handing one.

"It just so happens that I didn't eat either. This restaurant is very authentic. Eat and leave after eating." Seeing that Xiao Xu was hesitant to pick it up, he immediately walked up the pole, "Hey, if you want to eat, sit down and eat well, and go away Right, don't be in a hurry, lady boss, two more bowls of spicy soup!"

Xu Budie was lured by him and sat down in a daze.The cake was hot, crispy and crispy, and the meat inside was pressed firmly, yet it melted in the mouth.He took a bite, then stopped there suddenly, tears streaming down his face.

"Wow! What's going on, don't burn it..." Brother Han was also frightened by him, handing over a tissue at a loss, just about to persuade him, but saw him choking on his mouth while tears fell A big mouthful of pie.

"It's okay," Lao Han felt relieved, and picked up his chopsticks to eat his share, "It's fine if you can eat it, and it's fine if you can eat it...you cry, cry well, people can eat and cry, and What hurdles can't get over it?"

The proprietress was also surprised and said: "Oh, such a handsome young man, why are you crying! Quickly eat a bowl of my spicy soup soup!" Put the hot noodle soup on his hand.

Strange city, strange street, strange street stalls, all around you are strangers.A strange young man was sitting in the middle, whimpering, tearing the cake and dipping it in the soup, swallowing it all together.

On the contrary, I can let go and lose my scruples when I am around someone I don't know well. This long-overdue wail is like a torrential rain that has been suppressed until now, and it finally pours down happily.