The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

The stars are so far away that there is no visibility at all, and the evening wind filled with coolness blows into the classroom from time to time through the cracks in the open windows, Yi Chengyi's hair is a little messed up, but in fact he is a little bit messy.

Sitting alone in the classroom, he was stunned for more than half an hour. What happened just now was spinning in his mind non-stop. Anderson's liking was not so much that he couldn't believe it, but rather that he didn't dare. Accept, this kind of devotion makes Yi Chengyi feel scared, the most important thing is that he has not done any psychological construction in this aspect beforehand.Many things that had been forgotten for a long time became clear one by one, and even those things that had not been thought of for many years gradually returned to their original appearance, and all the forgotten things were still remembered.Feel sick?It didn't seem to be there, and some were just flustered and uncomfortable. Anderson finally broke through this matter, which meant that there might no longer be a pure relationship between them, and the past days had completely passed away with that deep kiss.

He really couldn't imagine that he and Anderson would get along in other ways in the future. If he had known that there was a high-energy reaction ahead, Yi Chengyi would have pretended to be sick and sneaked around tonight, instead of thinking about a Answers to weird questions.

But in fact, many things can’t be hidden. In the previous life, there was nothing wrong with each other. This time, the painting style suddenly changed, and I couldn’t find out where the mistake was. Yi Chengyi leaned on the chair decadently, his eyes were dull and a bit melancholy. This kind of thing Evasion alone won't work, and he thinks he needs to go to Anderson to make it clear.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a call to the next dormitory. After learning that Anderson was not in the dormitory, Yi Chengyi ran back, packed up the necessary business for traveling, wrapped up the quilt tightly and fell asleep, and woke up the next morning. I took a taxi and left the school.

When the car was on the highway, I contacted my family, decided to negotiate with the school, and then called Cheng Qusha. Yi Chengyi didn't have much time to chat with him, and hung up the phone after briefly asking about the general situation. .

I still have no way to calm down in my heart, how can he think of the correct answer to reply Anderson?It was the first time that Hong Guoguo confessed to her, and the other party was not a person who could deal with it casually, and she didn't have enough confidence in her own way of doing things. Yi Chengyi felt that he had to think carefully before making a decision. , this is not a time when you can just smile and get away with it. After all, Yi Chengyi is a scum with only five combat powers.

After you figure it out, tell Anderson, and he said so himself.

After getting out of the car with a luggage bag on his back, Yi Chengyi pulled up the zipper of his coat, sometimes he looked at this matter with a very serious heart, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't accept it, but sometimes he looked at it with an extraordinarily relaxed attitude , It doesn’t matter anymore, isn’t it just eating and sleeping with someone who likes me and cares about me? What’s the big deal...

... No, it's just about sex, this setting is a bit unacceptable.

Because of guilty conscience, he lowered his eyes slightly, Yi Chengyi gave a symbolic cough twice, and the person next to the car had already noticed him.

"Yo, one by one, look here, uncle is here, turn your head, turn your head."

Hearing that voice, Yi Chengyi turned his head. Cheng Qusha had one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other was waving towards him. The black canvas coat of just the right thickness was open, and a simple white shirt was used as the inner garment. The gray low-end trousers and cross-strap cowhide boots make him look a little less academic. Compared with the rigorous formal suit and gold-rimmed glasses that he saw for the first time, Cheng Qusha like this gives people a better look. Kind of sunny and cheerful feeling of the brother next door.

Raising his hand to greet him, Yi Chengyi walked over there.

"Good morning." Cheng Qusha leaned on the car and looked at Yi Chengyi, Yi Chengyi nodded, "Good morning."

"Did you eat? Do you want to eat something first?"

"Okay." Looking up at Cheng Qusha, Yi Chengyi adjusted the backpack, and Cheng Qusha stretched out his hand that was originally in the pocket, helped Yi Chengyi lift the bag and took it off.

"Put it in my car."

"Thank you."

"You are too polite, we can get along in a more harmonious way."

"……what is that."

Cheng Qusha threw his backpack into the back seat of the car, and then slammed the car door. When he turned his head, the sunlight reflected his black-rimmed glasses dazzlingly.

"It's the kind that doesn't need to say thank you to uncle for everything. You can be rough, and uncle won't be angry."

"So I said what is that, are you a masochist uncle?" Yi Chengyi looked at him with a helpless expression, while Cheng Qusha just pushed his glasses, and smiled brightly, he put his hand back in again He took out his pocket, and then walked in front of Yi Chengyi.

"How come, um, let's eat. Uncle will take you to grow taller. If your current figure is a little taller, it will be perfect."

"Is the word tall suitable for men? Can you be a little more normal, you look so perverted." Not hiding his disgust, Yi Chengyi frowned and glanced at him with a sharp eye.

"Pervert?" Hearing that Cheng Qusha turned his face away, there was a little difference in height, so his eyes were slightly lowered, Yi Chengyi raised his head slightly and looked at each other unambiguously, Cheng Qusha pushed his glasses , let out a laugh.

"Is there anything wrong with men being perverted in the face of beautiful bodies?"

……

Looking at Cheng Qusha, Yi Chengyi suddenly became speechless.

It looks like the monsters in the game are not human anymore, right?

There is a feeling that killing him can upgrade.

I forget where I saw the dialogue, but it seems to be suitable for Cheng Qusha. He probably has abandoned the normal moral values ​​and sense of shame as a human being. What is this kind of serious nonsense? What's going on?

"You need to accept the purification of the magical girl, Uncle Cheng."

With wooden eyes, Yi Chengyi walked past Cheng Qusha looking for a restaurant, but Cheng Qusha was still thinking about what he said just now.

"What magical girl?"

"A girl who knows magic."

"You mean me? Accept purification?"

"Yeah." Nodding vigorously, Yi Chengyi really wanted to ignore the stupefied man who was following behind him.

"I don't think I need to be purified. In fact, I've been very honest recently. I haven't gone out at night. My friends are still asking me if I'm old. I always feel that it's because you call me uncle. Be good, call me brother .”

"uncle."

"..."

Perhaps a lot of things are unknowingly and slowly forming a knot, from the simple entanglement at the beginning to the inextricability after that, unless a pair of scissors are cut in two, perhaps he underestimated Cheng Qusha's public reputation Maybe he underestimated himself, Yi Chengyi appeared for the first time in the name of that young genius painter, basically there was no particularly big resistance, and he was not very public at the beginning of his creation, only met a few managers, The other party forcefully asked for the contact information, and took back a few business cards by the way.I have a bit of a cold recently. He only needs to wear a mask and apply it silently every day. He doesn't need to worry about other things and doesn't want to.

The oil painting belongs to the easel painting, the size is a bit big, and Cheng Qusha said that because the agency wanted to be named as YCY, they canceled the external connection. As a result, a large oil painting that could have been completed in cooperation became him alone. It takes a lot of time, and there is no way to complete it in two months. While devoting himself to it, he seems to have forgotten something, but when a person calms down and thinks carefully, those inexplicable things will suddenly surface again .

I really want to know what Anderson is doing now. If it was him, he might be reading books, or he might be paying attention to financial management. In short, he would not be like him, staring at the screen, sitting upright, and straight up. Lying on the bed with half-opened eyes in a daze.

For a whole week, the progress of the oil painting has not even reached one-tenth, and every day is spent on a large-scale landscape oil painting composed of four fifty-by-fifty frames. His creation time has been relaxed to four months, and if it really takes four months to put it on this painting, the school will basically drag it to the end.

To be honest, he didn't think too much about it. Like now, he draws some pictures every day, improves himself through practice, eats well, lives well, feeds well, is relaxed and at ease, and people with no ambitions are always easy to be satisfied.

At least finish the book, right?Then go around the world.

Yi Chengyi rested his hands on his head, the ceiling was white, after looking at it for a long time, he had the illusion that there was nothing, his eyes were a little tired, he closed his eyes, and he had the impression of a teenager who was reading a book with his head down and wearing glasses , when the man looked away from the book, the originally childish face had changed into the appearance of the serious and handsome man with clear facial features.

Anderson...

It was like this again, every time I was free, I would think of him, and then a large number of memories accumulated in the past would also emerge. I used to be afraid of Anderson when I saw Anderson, and I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be with him as a lover.

... Or maybe he knew it, it would probably be the way they get along like they are now, and at the same time they would use a method of exclusiveness and confinement to tie him to him, and then they would be so sleepy.

The feeling of being completely controlled is not what Yi Chengyi wants, but he has no way to hurt this person.

Can't figure it out, sleep.

When the quilt was lifted, Yi Chengyi turned over and rolled up together, the wall clock on the wall swayed slightly from side to side, the neon lights of the city were still noisy, it was two o'clock in the morning.

There was only one dim wall lamp in the room, which was lit with a dull yellowish light. The soft light created an ambiguous atmosphere. The boy's cheeks were flushed, his narrow waist was tightly bound by the man's arms, and his lower body was hit hard. Unable to restrain the overflowing groans, the voice has the invisible charm of men, because the volume is very low and suppressed hard, so this creates a unique feeling even more.

"You look a lot like him."

The suppressed boy didn't speak, but bit his lip, enduring the blunt thrust from behind.

"As long as you behave well, I will make you comfortable."

The sensitive point was deliberately rubbed, and the front end was also held in the hand, and the pleasure of moving back and forth was almost unbearable.

"That's why I said, there will be rewards for being obedient." Cheng Qusha bent down, folded the boy's legs on the bed sheet, and began to twitch after inserting them from behind. He heard his magnetic voice, and the boy finally turned white. It hit Cheng Qusha's hand.

"...So you don't need to go out at night, because you have found a substitute, right?" The voice was weak, and there was a sense of powerlessness after venting, as if not very satisfied, Cheng Qusha continued to move on under him With this movement, he turned the boy's whole body onto the quilt, pinched his buttocks and began to thrust vigorously, manic and rude as if he was venting something.

"I don't want to rape him, so let me hug you one more time, it's a long night."

"So ruthless." The boy looked at the pillow with chaotic eyes, his eyes were a little dim.

"We are just taking what we need, and it would be boring to bring emotions into it."

The boy didn't speak, and enjoyed the sex even more.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was still neon in the distance, and the thin pages of the book were turned and held down by beautiful fingers. The movements were familiar and focused, and the light was reflected on the half-rim glasses. Anderson sat on the soft chair and flipped through the book. It's hard to guess.

He raised his head and glanced out the window, as if he never needed to rest, the lights of the city were always dancing.

He should be asleep by this time, and he remembered that he should have warned him not to stay up late.

I don't know if his body temperature can keep the quilt warm, he is always cool in winter.

Ever since I said that thing, I started to suffer from insomnia, and I was always upset. The sense of crisis that I couldn't keep that person by my side continued to expand. This was probably the most uncomfortable experience.

At night, at four o'clock in the morning, there was a faint mist in the distance, and the weather was terribly cold.