A box of light gray blue

The calendars on the wall of the studio were torn off one by one, and by the time the cold really hit City C, it was already late autumn at the end of October.

"It's time for the entrance exam!"

Early in the morning, Brother Sheng rushed in to inform, holding the news he had just received in his hand.A group of students looked up at him one after another, their eyes were blue, but their eyes were bright.

"This year's entrance exam is scheduled for December [-]th." Brother Sheng coughed twice and said seriously, "It's a few days earlier than usual, so you have to make good preparations."

Xu Chang was nervous by what he said, so he heard Lu Jingnan nervously asking Fu Zhongzhou from the side. "Why so fast, can I get a good grade at my level?"

"Be confident," Fu Zhongzhou patted him on the back, "You are a student in Class A, and you must have done well in the exam."

"But the monthly exam is coming soon," Lu Jingnan sighed, "I went to Class B for a tour in the morning, and my drawing is no worse than ours."

Brother Sheng seemed to have heard what he said, slapped his head, and raised his voice to announce another thing:

"Next week's monthly exam will be changed to a mock exam. We will work with other studios in City C to set the questions and grade the papers."

The pot exploded immediately below, and a group of people whispered non-stop.

"Mock test?" Xu Wei frowned, "Have you started organizing the mock test so early?"

Fu Zhongzhou nodded, "Usually from the end of October, there will probably be three rounds."

Once the specific exam time was set, the atmosphere in the studio became even more tense.Because of what happened last time, Xu Yan was always in a panic. Coupled with the daily comparison with Fu Zhongzhou, he felt more and more that his drawing was poor.But he didn't want to show it, for fear of affecting Fu Zhongzhou's mentality, so he had to keep it in his heart.

"Come to my house on Sunday?"

He was staring at his painting and worrying, when Fu Zhongzhou approached him.Xu Yan shook his head feebly, "No. The exam is coming soon, so I don't have time."

Fu Zhongzhou could see that his face was tired, as if something was on his mind.But he still couldn't figure out what Xu Wei was thinking, so he had to do everything possible to make him happy. "I haven't finished the painting last time." He took advantage of Brother Sheng's back and blew into Xu Yu's ear, "Isn't Mr. Model irresponsible?"

"Make it up yourself." Xu Wei didn't appreciate it, pulled him by the shoulders and pushed him back to his seat, and carefully drew the sketch in his hand.

He said he didn't want to, but Xu Yan went anyway on Sunday afternoon.He went there with his sketching homework, and planned to ask Fu Zhongzhou some questions in his spare time.

In short, if you are angry, you should be angry, and you should ask for advice when learning to draw.

Xu Chang had another meal with the family. After eating and drinking enough, he went into the room and started working.Fu Zhongzhou's easel is still in its old place, and the paint on the wooden palette is still fresh, which looks like it was used not long ago.

He stared at the languid and smooth body in the painting, pointed to his stomach with dissatisfaction, and asked Fu Zhongzhou, "Am I so thin?"

"Really, I'll touch it." Fu Zhongzhou leaned over, and dishonestly stretched his hand into the hem of his clothes, as if he was going to ask for proof.Xu Yu subconsciously wanted to pull him away, but felt that Fu Zhongzhou was very interested, and couldn't bear to interrupt him seeing his happy face, so he rarely let him do anything.

"Well," Fu Zhongzhou pecked his cheek after touching it enough, "I still have abdominal muscles, and I will add them to you later."

Add as you say.Xu Huang sat on the bed for another hour, and when Fu Zhongzhou finished drawing, he was already sleepy with his eyes closed.Fu Zhongzhou saw that his head was ticking and his brows were still furrowed, so he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.He glanced at the young man in the painting with satisfaction, and felt that no matter what, he couldn't compare to the freshness on the bed, so he took the clothes and put them on Xu Wei, carefully climbed onto the bed, put his arms around his waist and fell asleep.

Xu Yu dreamed that he was hit by an earthquake, half of his body was crushed in the house, and he woke up suddenly, only to find out that it was Fu Zhongzhou.He was in a deep sleep, with his arms around Xu Huang's waist, his head resting on his lap through the quilt, his eyelashes fluttering.His jawline is soft but still sharp. Because of the close distance, Xu Wei can still see the fine fluff on the skin.

"You should be a model." Xu Yan murmured, leaning over and kissing his hairpin.The sun outside the window is westward, shining in like a fire, the color is hot but the temperature is cold.Xu Yu lost his sleepiness, got up and put on his clothes, and pulled down the curtains, leaving only a line of orange folded on the floor.

Before the owner of the room woke up and tormented him, Xu Wei stood barefoot on the ground and carefully looked at the whole room.

According to Grandpa Fu's description during the dinner, Fu Zhongzhou grew up here since he was a child.That is to say, the boat that he has loved for so many years grew up step by step in this room.

The curtains were illuminated fiery red, and the room was filled with blue silence.Xu Chang turned around and saw some square marks on the wall next to the wooden wardrobe, as if photos had been pasted and then torn off and thrown away.Xu Yan tasted it, and knew what it was without even thinking about it.He secretly planned to develop a photo of himself and Fu Zhongzhou into a photo, and hang it on Fu Zhongzhou's bedside, preferably covering the entire wall.

The clothes on the coat rack are neatly hung, looking down, there is a retro-style desk lamp on the bedside table, the patterns on the lampshade have faded, it looks like something from more than ten years ago.

Under the desk lamp are the lighter and half a pack of cigarettes that Xu Yu gave him.Xu Yan took the lighter and rubbed it in his hand, and found that the metal and leather casing had been wiped spotless, as if it was still stained with the warmth of his palm.

With a thought in his heart, Xu Yu took a note from Fu Zhongzhou's note on the table and wrote "Smoking less, kissing more".He suppressed a smirk, turned around and stuffed it into the cigarette case.

He paced around the room, the person on the bed turned over holding the quilt, and fell asleep again with a grunt.Xu Chang sat down at the desk and lay down on the desk to read the books in the bookcase.From the collections of contemporary painters to the albums of Renaissance art, they are neatly placed inside.Feeling ashamed, Xu Yan got up and took out an Impressionist picture album to pass the time.

However, there were too many things in the bookcase, and the book was thick and heavy. Xu Wei accidentally brought out the stack of postcards next to the book.

There was a lot of movement, Xu Yu turned his head and saw Fu Zhongzhou snorted dissatisfiedly, half of his head was buried in the quilt.He took a deep breath, put the book on the table, and bent over to pick up the postcards on the floor.

These postcards have long been yellowed, and Xu Wei did not take a second look at the contents on the principle of no longer prying into privacy.But even so, he still clearly realized that the handwriting on it was different, and it should not be written by one person.

Xu Chang remembered that during the Qixi Festival, before Fu Zhongzhou was with him, many girls wrote postcards to him, but this guy accepted them all.Unexpectedly, this habit has been around since childhood, no wonder it always provokes love.Xu Yan sniffed a little jealously.He organized the postcards and was about to put them back on the bookshelf, but he was attracted by the picture on the back of a certain postcard.

Unlike other beautiful and delicate letters, the back of that postcard was dirty, with traces of oil pastels all over the place.

It was a small boat, sailing in the colorful ocean, the waves were blooming, and the raised water was inlaid with golden edges.

——In the twelfth lunar month of that year, after seeing the news that Mrs. Xiaochuan intended to send postcards to each other, Xu Kui lost the interest in going to the playground to peek at Zhou Zheng's game, so he just left his little tail behind him and was alone The man ran straight back home.Perhaps the paintings full of joy and love are like this, which inspire people to be full of inspiration, and even the rough oil pastels draw things brightly and beautifully.Xu Yan smelled the smell of the New Year's Eve dinner from the restaurant, listened to the harsh greetings from relatives, and took up a pen to write New Year's greetings to the boat he had never met.

"I wish Mrs. Xiaochuan a happy new year, a happy travel, and gain more people's likes."

The handwriting on that line was not good-looking, and a black mark was wiped out of the ink, and between the lines was the wildness of a young man writing.He densely wrote a lot of nonsense, and then pedaled his bicycle in the vast snow that was rarely seen in City X, and rushed to the post office.

But now, the ink has long since dried, and the handwriting has faded.Xu Yu tightly held the yellowed corner of the postcard, listening to Fu Zhongzhou's long breathing behind him, suddenly his nose sore, and he felt his vision blurred.

He silently stuffed the dirty boat back, got up, and put it back in the bookcase together with the picture album, then took off his shirt and went to bed, hugging Fu Zhongzhou who was arching around under the quilt.

People in sleep were a little afraid of the cold, Fu Zhongzhou sensed Xu Huang's presence, instinctively got into his arms, and murmured half asleep, "What time is it?"

"It's getting dark soon," Xu Wei looked at the orange light that had disappeared, touched Fu Zhongzhou's mouth and kissed him, "Sleep later, I want to do it."

Fu Zhongzhou's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, as if he heard Xu Chang say that he got the first place in the provincial exam.

"Really?" He immediately felt relieved, touched Xu Guang's smooth arm and smiled, and cast a pleading look, "Then can I be on top this time?"

To his surprise, Xu Wei nodded solemnly and calmly.Fu Zhongzhou was overjoyed and stunned for a moment.Xu Chang saw that he didn't respond, so she took the initiative to lean over and kiss him, holding her plump lips and not letting go.

"You can do whatever you want," Xu Wei held his face in his hands, showing a rare smile, "I wish you a happy day."