Eros kisses Psyche

Cheng Zhu put down the phone and found Xiao Xu with his back facing him, still curled up in a ball, with spots on his back, and hickey marks from light red to scarred from neck to shoulder, which looked very thought-provoking.He gently lifted the corner of the quilt with his fingers and pulled it down. The bare skin was exposed to the air a little bit, and finger marks and bruises of different shades gradually appeared from the waist down to the root of the thigh. Xiao Xu's The back is not overly tanned from long-term outdoor work like the hands and face, so these mottled marks are more prominent.

There are even finger marks on the buttocks. It seems that he is really refusing to welcome. Crusty chapped skin.Xiao Xu writhed impatiently, rubbing his legs against each other, as if he also noticed the unbearable itching here, Cheng Zhu reached into the skin between his legs and gently stroked, smoothing away the cracked skin. The scabs are twisted into powder.

The boy's hair was scattered on the white pillowcase like a raven's feather. "Did I cause you trouble?..."

Of course Xu Budie didn't fall asleep, they were exhausted enough, but they also slept enough.He just listened to the whole process of the phone call, and he probably guessed what was going on, but he didn't know what expression to use to face Cheng Zhu at this moment.He guessed it when he saw the mud, that's what Lao Cheng is like, he doesn't hide or dodge, he doesn't know those twists and turns, he wants to speak from his works openly, and he must retaliate with real knives and guns. Do not stay.

And I don't have the courage... I don't even dare to look at a statue, I even deliberately pretended to sleep to avoid the moment of facing the final product, because I don't have the courage to look directly at myself... those embarrassing memories will be linked together, and sometimes I am afraid of others The eyes that are too exposed when depicting oneself, sometimes afraid of being replaced by the beautiful symbols of obscenity, the real and scarred self.

But he saw Cheng Zhu staring at "him".It's different from what I imagined, even more different from that person, or other people... There is no erotic part in it, only extreme concentration, so focused that it is almost devout.That's not because the "model" is me. I'm afraid that my face sculpted on the mud is no different from mud, water, sunlight from the window and the preparations on my hands at that moment. It's just that It is an artist who perseveres into the soul, tempers his skills, and unremittingly seeks to reach the apex of "sincerity", and his works finally respond to his sincerity that is "different from gold and stone".

At that moment, Xu Budie knew that it was right for him to come back... This person's enthusiasm can give life to clay, rocks, copper and iron ceramics, and maybe it can also give me, my already withered life, a new life.

"...Actually, it's not all because of you." Cheng Zhu stretched his arms lazily and said, "I just saw the thing they drew, I'll go, it's not right at all, what the hell, although they are looking at you, but I didn't see you at all. It's like a bad pirated figure... It's one thing, and it's not that thing at all... It's like a fake, and it's very annoying to have it on display, isn't it?"

Xu Budie was held in his arms, and finally stretched out little by little, his legs and feet were all entangled, and he closed his eyes and smiled: "So, I'm a big figure?"

"No, you are a magical girl."

Cheng Zhu felt a little cold when he said something but didn’t see any reaction, and tried to explain: "Don’t you young people watch animation? It’s the kind that can transform...the ones that have magic...the light yellow dress is fluffy s hair……"

Xiao Xu was speechless: "...Of course I know magical girls."

Cheng Zhu paused, and then said aggrievedly, "Can't you be happier? That old guy is probably so angry that he smashed the floor now... He doesn't dare to exhibit that painting anymore, what's the matter, have you vented your anger?"

"I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you," Xu Budie sighed, and squeezed his arm, "What if they really hire someone to beat you with a sack? Do you ban it?"

"Skynet is everywhere these days, and you don't respect the law anymore?" Cheng Zhu didn't think so, and hugged and rubbed and coaxed, "Gan and Yu cherish their reputations like their lives, he dare not."

The phone rang desperately again.

"Who is this time..." Cheng Zhu frowned, and after seeing the screen clearly, he answered, "Hello? Principal? Why are you free to call me? Ah, goodbye..."

On the other side, they had no intention of exchanging pleasantries at all, and said with a gun and stick in their faces: "Can you still care about the New Year? Where are you?"

"Where can I be..." Cheng Zhu was puzzled, isn't it a holiday? "I'm at my kiln factory, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and come back to my office...Cheng Zhu, someone from the education committee sent you a report!"

As a person who can only think of beating up with a sack to take revenge on others, he didn't think about other things at all at this time; on the contrary, he thought it was funny: "Huh? What can he report me? Can I make up classes during the winter vacation?"

The voice of the other party was very serious: "Report that you use your identity as a teacher to lure students into having an improper relationship, which violates public order and good customs."

Cheng Zhu was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly become blank, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xu Budie, and then his whole face gradually twisted: "What nonsense?! Can this be said casually?"

The principal seemed relieved, because he knew that Cheng Zhu was not someone who could categorically lie like this: "I also think that you are not this kind of person! So the higher-ups gave me some relief, and it was for the sake of protecting young talents like you." ...But the investigation team still needs to investigate. I see if it can be postponed to the end of the Chinese New Year as much as possible...I still believe you, let me tell you first, you should calm down, prepare materials, and cooperate as much as possible. good……"

"No... wait, wait a minute," Cheng Zhu sat up straight, shirtless, regardless of the weather, went to the bathroom cubicle and closed the door, and then continued to ask incredulously, "You mean someone reported me to have sex with students? Just come if you can't open your mouth? With whom? When? How to prove it?"

There was a rare silence on the other side of the receiver. "...It's not a relationship between a man and a woman." The principal hesitated to speak, "I can't get the specifics here to protect the students, but what I hear is that the information provided by the informant is very detailed."

"..." Cheng Zhu felt a rush of cold air from the soles of his feet to his head, and he couldn't say anything.

"You don't have to worry too much, just explain clearly if you don't have anything, who hasn't received a few complaints in this era," the principal comforted him in turn, "who in the school doesn't know that you are a great lover, the love of your lover?" The statue is there, and the organization will not go on a blind date for you... When you come back, let’s talk about it first, we can all testify to you, your job is to bring interns, get closer to the students It's normal, maybe someone misunderstood..."

There was a desolate silence in the air.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a cautious knock on the door outside the bathroom: "...Old Cheng? What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The door suddenly opened, and the almost naked man stood there, his body and face frozen like ice.Xu Budie was startled, and quickly wrapped his clothes around him.

Cheng Zhu stopped his hand. "Xu Xing, I want you to tell the truth."

"—Are you my student?"

The beautiful eyes of the person in front of him suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth. The red and full lips that he had sucked, bit, sucked, and ravaged were trembling involuntarily at this moment, and the blood color that had faded from health gradually became dry and pale. As if he wanted to say something, to justify something, countless words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't make any sound.

Cheng Zhu stared at him silently, until he lowered his eyes as if fleeing, like a thief who was caught, his fingers pinching his clothes were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white.

"...Fuck." Cheng Zhu snatched the clothes he handed over with his hands, put them on in twos and twos, twisted and walked past his frozen figure and left the room, leaving only the sound of the door closing heavily.