Undying Body

After the winter vacation, Du Shaoyan started school again. He didn't have the money to go to a noble school, so he transferred to an ordinary high school not far from home. He thought it would be a troublesome thing to transfer, but it turned out to be smoother than he expected.

The hardware facilities of the new school can’t compare with those of the noble schools, but they are not bad. The teachers and classmates are very kind. Du Shaoyan is generally excellent in sports and has an outstanding appearance. In short, his value doubled immediately in an ordinary school. Young Master Du did not bring a musical instrument when he ran away from home. The teacher of the school generously let him use the school musical instrument freely, and even let him participate in the performance of the school-level orchestra, which gained a lot of attention and attention. applause.

With encouragement, people are more willing to learn. Du Shaoyan began to have a spontaneous interest in music. He often studied by himself in the music classroom after class, and he did not have the impetuous mood at home in the past.

I don't know if it is because of the influence of music. In just a few months, Young Master Du's bad temper has subsided a lot, and he has become more serious about his studies. He doesn't need regular supervision when he goes home to do homework. On the other hand, it is very difficult.

For example, in English, Young Master Du read an English book while biting his pen, with an expression of "I don't know you, why are you here?"

Chang Sheng sat beside him: "What's wrong?"

"I have to buy an electronic dictionary, and I don't know many words." Du Shaoyan said, pointing to unfamiliar English words.

Chang Sheng went over to have a look, and Du Shaoyan said, "How do you know?"

As a result, the servant from the countryside raised his head and said, "This word means system."

"Don't make random guesses." Du Shaoyan didn't believe it: "I'd better look through the school dictionary tomorrow."

Chang Sheng said seriously: "Really, I know this."

Du Shaoyan didn't think Chang Sheng was joking, he just thought how could he know such complicated English words!

Chang Sheng explained: "I used to memorize the Oxford English Dictionary when I was bored. Although I have forgotten a lot after many years, I really know the one just now."

Du Shaoyan contacted the context, it really meant the system, he patted Chang Sheng on the shoulder: "You are so secretive, I never knew you would be so much!"

Chang Sheng was a little shy: "I can only recognize, I can't read or understand."

"That's amazing. Speaking of which, the way you pass the time when you're bored is also very strange. You actually memorized a dictionary. Don't you think you can find something else to do?"

"Something else?"

Du Shaoyan snapped his fingers: "For example, women, games."

Chang Sheng shook his head: "I won't look for women anymore, games are played by children."

"Games are not necessarily for children, this is your prejudice," Du Shaoyan asked, "Why don't you find women anymore, because of your ex-wife?"

Chang Sheng thought about it and nodded.

Du Shaoyan felt a little displeased: "What kind of woman is your ex-wife that makes you never forget and decide to be single for the rest of your life?"

"She is," Chang Sheng thought for a moment, "a very good woman."

Du Shaoyan asked: "What's a good way?"

"Very good is...gentle, kind, and kind."

This sounds nothing special, Du Shaoyan asked again: "Isn't she particularly beautiful?"

"In my eyes, she is very beautiful." Chang Sheng was a little surprised: "Why did the young master suddenly ask this?"

"It's nothing." Du Shaoyan looked down at the book, he didn't want him to see his increasingly obvious displeasure, although he didn't know what he was fussing about.

"Master, let's study. I'll wash the dishes." Chang Sheng said as he left the desk in the living room and walked towards the kitchen.

Soon there was the sound of splashing water and the crisp sound of overlapping dishes from the kitchen. In fact, the sound was not loud, but it made the young man of the Du family feel so upset that he couldn't read a word in the book.

A very good woman, gentle, kind and kind, she is very beautiful in his eyes, what is so great about it, I am also a very good man, gentle, kind and kind, very handsome and there is no need to specifically specify the qualifiers, I can also cut onions, ginger and garlic, I can play the cello, play the piano, play games, taekwondo, read and listen to English and French, and... But why should I compare with that woman?

Du Shaoyan felt that his thoughts were very strange. He is a man and a straight man. Although he once lost his body once with a ghost, he has always controlled himself not to get too close to Chang Sheng, but in all fairness he wants to be intimate with him. Seeing him Lips wanting to kiss him, seeing him in front of him, wanting to hug him, wanting to fuck him in bed at night, it's so weird.

He stood up and walked to the door, Chang Sheng was washing dishes by the sink in the kitchen, his back was slender and thin, Du Shaoyan only felt an impulse in his body.

Why would I be impulsive to a man, this is wrong, I am a straight man, even if I am impulsive, I am still a straight man!Do not believe it and try it!

Chang Sheng was concentrating on cleaning the dishes when he suddenly felt someone approaching behind him. Before he could turn around, the person behind him hugged him and rubbed his head against his neck.

"Don't make trouble." Chang Sheng stepped aside.

Du Shaoyan didn't speak, put his arms around Chang Sheng's waist to prevent him from hiding, he lowered his head and kissed the man's fair neck.

Chang Sheng felt his whole body tremble, he subconsciously pushed him away, Du Shaoyan forcefully pulled him back, and kissed him on the lips.

The night outside was very deep, and the lights of thousands of houses in the city were gradually lit up. The bright lights in the room shone down, and the faucet was not turned off. The clear water hit the clean dishes and splashed fine water.

Chang Sheng resisted, he tried hard to push Du Shaoyan's shoulder, he was not his opponent in terms of strength, Du Shaoyan hugged him tighter and tighter, he lowered his head and sucked the man's cool lips forcefully, pressed his hand on his back, He leaned closer to himself.

Chang Sheng began to feel that his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and the family rules and regulations seemed to be far away. Only the 16-year-old boy in front of him who was eagerly kissing him filled his world.

He closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and let this wayward boy ravage his lips and teeth. Du Shaoyan unceremoniously penetrated into his teeth, kissing his entangled tongue deeply, and at the same time the boy's hand penetrated into his mouth. His shirt, he felt hot palms on his skin, causing shudders.

Then Du Shaoyan panted and let go of his hand, he licked his lips and said, "I, I'm a straight man."

Chang Sheng was so dazed by his kiss that he didn't understand what he meant for a moment. He saw that the boy's eyes were bloodshot and his face was flushed. He didn't know if he was the same at this moment. Willing to sink with him now.

Du Shaoyan kissed him again.

Then he let go of his hand again, stepped back a little, looked at Chang Sheng's face, and repeated: "Look, I'm a straight man, I don't feel it."

Chang Sheng couldn't recover, Du Shaoyan said again: "I really don't feel it. I tried it. Kissing a man like you is like kissing a stone..."

Chang Sheng suddenly understood.

The boy was just testing, testing his feelings and his bottom line, that wasn't a real kiss.

The water behind him was still flowing, as cold as flowing through his heart.

Du Shaoyan smiled: "You don't either, you are also a straight man..."

"Have you played enough?" Chang Sheng interrupted him suddenly: "Let's go when you've played enough."

Du Shaoyan froze for a moment: "Are you angry?"

"I don't want to see you." Chang Sheng turned around and stopped looking at him: "I still have things to do."

"Why are you angry?" Du Shaoyan was also a little angry: "I'm doing an experiment, but the result of the experiment is beneficial to both you and me. Why don't you understand me..."

"If you don't go, I will go." Chang Sheng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he turned off the tap and turned to walk to his room.

Du Shaoyan suddenly felt ashamed, and shouted: "Why are you losing your temper, I don't know why! Are you a teenage girl! What's the big deal about a kiss? It's so hard to let go when you are doing an experiment. How did you do it when you were doing it with me?" I don't see you..."

Chang Sheng angrily closed the door of his room forcefully, locking out all sounds.

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Even if Chang Sheng is really angry, he can't really blame Du Shaoyan for anything. Doesn't it feel bad? Do you want Du Shaoyan to say that he feels better after kissing him?

But what is this kind of experimental temptation? Are you just playing with him?game?Think this is funny?

Well, he was teasing unintentionally, but he wasn't, he couldn't stand this kind of nerve-wracking game in his old age, he wanted to play it and find someone else, he didn't want to be with him anymore.

Chang Sheng was really angry, so he deliberately got up late the next morning and didn't make breakfast for Young Master Du, but he was used to getting up at dawn, so it was not easy to lie on the bed with his eyes open until eight o'clock He got up after hearing the sound of closing the door. When he opened the door, Du Shaoyan had really gone to school with his schoolbag on his back.

Don't care about him, let him buy breakfast by himself, he is 16 years old and not six years old, so he can take care of himself.

Chang Sheng ate some breakfast indiscriminately, cleaned up the house, and decided to continue looking for a job. No matter how angry he was with his cohabitant, life had to go on. The monthly rent of [-] was still being paid, and there was not much money left. If you can't find a job and can't pay the rent next month, you will live on the streets.

He has also interviewed for some jobs during this period, and the other party often asks for an ID card as soon as he opens his mouth, or asks for an ID card after they have a good conversation.

Chang Sheng himself spends very little. If it was in the past, he would not mind doing any kind of work, but now it is different. Even if he eats less, his cohabitants cannot be sloppy at all. After all, he is a child who is still growing. He was spoiled and raised since childhood The ones you wear are all good, and you have to take a taxi if you don’t have to wait for the bus for 3 minutes after going out... It’s really hard to raise such a kid, and you have to be experimented with. Apart from being handsome, you can’t find any advantages at all. Chang Sheng Shaking his head, he comforted himself, at least he could chop onions, ginger and garlic, play cello and piano, play games, taekwondo, read and listen to English and French... Sigh, how could he be looking for advantages for him?

Chang Sheng went to the interview location according to the address in the newspaper, and as expected, he was asked to show his ID again, and was declined again after he stammered that the ID was lost.

The city is very big, it will be too late to go around by bus, and I have to go home to make dinner for the kid. I don’t know how he solves his breakfast. What about the lunch at school? Don’t eat things outside that are not clean. Bad health, he scolded himself for worrying about life and walked back.

At this time, a shop on the corner of the street attracted his attention. There were large and small writing brushes hanging in the glass window, and the background paper was "Lanting Collection Preface" on pale yellow rice paper.

Chang Sheng stopped and looked into the store. The storefront was a little narrow. The entrance was a terrazzo table with a large table top. There were only a few of the four treasures of the study. There were not many items in the store. The walls were full of various copybooks. , only black and white, plainly incompatible with the bustling city outside the store.

Chang Sheng walked into the store hesitantly. He felt that this place was as unreal as he was, and it was like time travel. He went to the wall to read the copybooks. The strokes of the brush strokes were like static dances and flowing poems.In front of him was Yan Zhenqing's "Seat Struggle Poster", with a vigorous face and regular script, he read it for a long time.

Suddenly he heard someone's footsteps behind him, Chang Sheng turned his head, a man came out from the door at the back of the store, seeing Chang Sheng also froze for a moment.

The man looked to be in his 40s, with a tall and thin build. He was obviously not the age to be described as handsome, nor did he wear high-end clothes, but Chang Sheng only felt that he had an elegant demeanor, and he immediately admired him a little.

The man glanced at Chang Sheng: "Are you buying copybooks?"

"Oh, no," Chang Sheng quickly shook his head: "I saw that this place is very special from the outside. I couldn't help but look at this face for a long time. I'm sorry to disturb your business." He said and was about to leave.

But the man stopped him: "This copybook is just an excerpt. You can tell it's facial features. Have you ever studied calligraphy?"

"I have learned it, but I am unfamiliar with it later." Chang Sheng nodded honestly. He had learned calligraphy for many years before. At that time, I also wrote Spring Festival couplets to sell money.

"When I saw you, I thought you could write," the man smiled slightly, "and it should be quite good."

Chang Sheng was a little embarrassed: "No, I just wrote it for many years."

"Oh? I don't know who is the teacher?"

Chang Sheng wondered if I would scare you if I said that I was taught by Bachelor Shen Du, and said, "That was when I was a child, I learned from my father and my father's friends, mainly regular script."

"You might as well try it." The man pointed to the terrazzo tabletop: "Meet friends by writing, there are pens and paper over there."

In fact, Chang Sheng has not held a brush for many years. He is used to writing with fountain pens and water-based pens, and then he holds the slender pen holder of Hubi unconsciously a little trembling.

The man stood beside him and watched: "It's okay, just write a few words, I think you should be an expert."

The faint ink fragrance of Hui ink lingers on the tip of the nose, Chang Sheng calms down and writes with ink.

He was weak since he was a child, and he didn't start learning to write until he was 13 years old. He copied Wang Xianzhi's "Thirteen Lines of Luoshen Fu" on thin silk. It's not enough."

He nodded and copied again. The younger brother who was also practicing calligraphy on the opposite table was two years younger than him and could already write neat lowercase letters.

Mother came in with tea: "Let's take a rest first, don't rush for a while."

The younger brother happily put down his pen and went to have a snack, while his father was still standing beside him: "This post will be finished first."

He didn't complain about his father's sternness, just like he wouldn't complain about his father's refusal to see him for the last time after many years.

Chang Sheng put down his pen and looked at the man: "That's all I wrote."

"The "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" written by Wang Xianzhi?" The man looked at it carefully: "It really is lower script. Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy is beautiful and free. Your lower script has a bit of his style, but it is more graceful and mellow."

"It's been a long time since I wrote it." Chang Sheng also looked at those words: "I used to write more neatly."

"That's right," the man raised his head: "Actually, this shop of mine is just a hobby. Behind the shop is my calligraphy classroom. I usually teach some brushes and hard pens. I wonder if you are interested in doing things?"

"Ah?" Chang Sheng immediately realized, "I lost my ID card."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter," the man said with a smile, "Your words are the best proof of identity."