Eros kisses Psyche

When Xu Budie rushed back, he felt that his mind was stupid. He felt that he was naive. He thought that things could be looked at separately, that his intercession would be useful, that he had apologized to those people, and suffered so much humiliation. This matter will have an ending that is not considered a big reunion, but a small reunion... The whole environment Cheng Zhu created for him is too pleasant, too relaxed, shining warmly like the sun in winter, unconsciously Narrowing his eyes, he felt that there was nothing serious.Cheng Zhu's attitude when talking about this matter was too casual and relaxed, which made him completely let down his vigilance, and even thought that resigning was just a stopgap measure, and that he would go back to school later, so he could still attend his class, touching his fingers inadvertently, Eye to eye, tacit understanding... All the time in fantasy is soft and beautiful, with golden borders like a picture frame of memories.

"...You went too far, Cheng Zhu, let me tell you that you really went too far this time..."

He has a stomach for talking, a head full of grievances, at one moment he is so wronged that he is about to cry, and at another moment he wants to drag someone out and give him a beating before he speaks.

"I won't go to school anymore... Is it rare to trade your teaching career for school? I won't go to school anymore! If I don't go to school, can I still starve to death? So what if I don't want those subsidies?! I don't go to school today. I managed to survive on my own! They still look down on a student with a dirty political outlook like me!! If I don’t go to school, I’m not your student anymore! I can fall in love with you openly, no one can control me ...No one can control it!!"

On the way back in the racing car, these messy thoughts in my mind almost roared out along with the biting wind.He couldn't care less about his hypocrisy, his voice echoed with grievances in the helmet, if anyone could see his red and wrinkled face with tears streaming down his face, they would definitely be shocked.

The deep and handsome three-dimensional facial features that the artist can't put it down are all distorted at this time, as if washed by water.

He rushed into the house—how easy it is for people to get used to it. In such a short period of time, he already had an inexplicable sense of belonging and identification with Cheng Zhu's house, no matter how many times he emphasized "This is not me. My home", some feelings have been subtle, as if it happened so naturally.

For example, he can even feel the freshness and brightness in the room that is different from usual.

"Ah!" Cheng Zhu yelled in frustration like a thief being caught, "Why did you come back so early today!"

The man who still covered his head and put on a hat at home alone for the sake of looking good, now looks like a "house husband" with an apron on his body, holding a large storage bag full of things and a vacuum cleaner. Clean up.

This is absolutely weird... It should be said that for such a long time, Xu Budie has never seen Process Zhu take the initiative to clean up. Won't clean up.Originally, Xiao Xu couldn't say anything about it, but since the relationship between the two was close, every time he came, Xu Budie would definitely help him tidy up the dining room, kitchen and bathroom, as well as Lele's room—except for Cheng Zhu's " outside the Territory.

If it wasn't for the fact that Xu Budie was "outraged", this kind of dress would still be quite pleasing.

But as the saying goes, if you go all out, you will be exhausted again and again. After such an interruption, the door of the angry furnace is closed and opened again, and there is a lack of stamina.

Then he found that the living room seemed to be a little more spacious... The field of vision was actually able to see the end.

In the messy living room that had been messed up that day, the fossil-like clothes piled up on the sofa seemed to have been discovered by archaeologists, and many of them were also swept to the ground.But originally, as long as Cheng Zhu didn't take it, Xu Budie couldn't touch it; not to mention that he seemed to have sorted the clothes into several big piles, brushed the rugs and sofa covers and hung them outside to dry, and cleared out all other sundries. For the first time in such a long time, Xu Budie saw the floor of the living room in its entirety. They were polished smooth and shiny, and Cheng Zhu didn't even know where he found the curing oil.

The natural and soft light shines warmly into the living room, which makes people realize that this room is so big and spacious, and it actually looks like a beautiful and suitable home.

"Oh, why did you come back so early today? I planned to give you a surprise..." Cheng Zhu complained, feeling depressed that the effect of the scene he carefully prepared could not be maximized, "Wait a minute , I wiped the glass and it’s almost done. Alas, it’s troublesome to clean it up. If I didn’t fill up the garden before, I can take the sofa out to dry. The sun is not bad today..."

Xu Budie felt like he had turned into a squib, as if he was suddenly bored by the fire, standing there at a loss, forgetting what he was going to say and what he was going to do; , was pushed down on the chair by Cheng Zhu: "Just sit here and don't move. There are enough things that bother you normally. This is my business. I can do it myself." Throwing the bag to the door, "This is my own 'resolution'. If I didn't do it myself, it would be meaningless."

Xu Bu belatedly watched several large storage bags lined up by the door, and he suddenly realized... These are the leftover items that Cheng Zhu never took away and belonged to Rong Wanqin.

"It should be taken away, I should have taken it away a long time ago. But people, sometimes the older they get, there is a kind of inert gas that gradually evaporates from the cracks in the bones... afraid of facing mistakes, afraid of facing the past, I was also afraid of facing changes... At that time, I felt that it was the safest thing to remain unchanged. I could give Lele the illusion that the family was still alive, and I could find a way out and an excuse for my own failure... In short, I buried my head in the sand Although the ostrich pouted is very indecent, but it can't see it, it is actually quite comfortable and proud, and the people who laugh at it don't know how it feels."

While he was busy, he continued: "...I always use other things as excuses, huddled in my own shell, but impatiently trying to find a way out in such a small space, I don't know what the problem is .I’m still thinking, why can’t I go out, why is it so dark around me...Fortunately, you showed up. Do you know, you are like a torch...Sometimes you are so bright by your pair of eyes Just looking at it with my eyes, I feel very stressed, and I really don’t want to admit defeat. If I run slower, your torch will burn your ass..."

Cheng Zhu dug out from the storage room the paintings and tapestries that had been put away because Rong Wanqin didn't like them, or because they were afraid of irritating her after being ill. living room wall.

"It's not good for people to be old, that is, they can't save face. No matter what, they have eaten more salt and rice than you for so many years, and they think that standing next to you is worthy of this handsome guy, right? Don't let people say that I am The old cow eats young grass to play the cultivation system, so he has to risk his life to run, and he has to pretend to be able to handle it... I will also feel guilty."

He stood in front of the window, rolling up his sleeves and moving the stepladder. The window was as bright as crystal, and a beautiful slender figure was reflected on the mahogany floor.

"One day, I don't know which day it was, suddenly there was a bang, like magic, the shell that was trapping me, the darkness, suddenly disappeared... I can run on the track again."

The bright and clean living room is neat and clean, the floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the soft and warm sunlight, and the crystal chandeliers are shining brightly. The reflections on the floor and the coffee table are like diamonds swaying, like the necessary romance in a fairy tale castle, finally playing its due role. function.

Cheng Zhu cleaned the high window frame and climbed down from the ladder. "You're done... yes, yes, and this." He took out an old easel from behind the curtains and placed it in a corner of the already empty living room. "Nowadays, due to the requirements of mechanical modeling and environmental integration, basically commercial drafts are directly made in [-]D with a computer, and even if they are large-scaled on paper, they are scanned on the computer. ... But I used to draw some sketches to maintain Hand feeling, especially like this, it is very suitable to have a cup of coffee, sit and draw casually on a winter afternoon... Later, because Rong Wanqin stayed at home for a long time, after she fell ill, the living room seemed to become her lair, so I gradually I’m not in the mood to paint here anymore.”

As Cheng Zhu spoke, he set up the drawing board. Like the finishing touch, a living area with a strong artistic atmosphere and suitable for the temperament of an artist was easily outlined. Suddenly condensed on the small drawing board.

He turned around, with a big smile on his face, and motioned to Xu Budie: "Actually, you can also draw, right? It's not that easy to take the A major...Come on, sit here."

Beside him, there was a seat for a chair.