A box of light gray blue

"Well," Fu Zhongzhou chewed a tomato, and there was no chicken leg in his lunch box, "I'll go back after your design class is over." He winked at Xu Yu, "Why, don't you want to part with me?"

"No." Xu Yan bowed his head to eat as a disguise, "Why don't you go to another class temporarily? Don't you want to go to the repeat class?"

"It's too noisy. It's too lively with more than 100 people crowded in the studio." Fu Zhongzhou said here, and took out his mobile phone as if thinking of something, "By the way, I have a few friends to repeat the reading today, and I will treat guests to hot pot after class in the evening. Do not come?"

Xu Chang froze for a moment, "Me? What am I going to do?"

Fu Zhongzhou was also stopped by the question, and didn't know how to answer for a while.He faltered and hawed for a long time, "...just thinking about whether you also want to eat hot pot...forget it," he pushed his glasses, "it doesn't seem right."

It's like meeting a friend of your partner.Xu Chang added this sentence to him in his heart.

Although very reluctant, Xu Yu had to go back to the studio for class in the afternoon.He procrastinated until the last 5 minutes before class, and left with his unfinished watermelon juice.

After seeing Fu Zhongzhou, Xu Yu's hanging heart was finally at ease, and he was able to listen to a lot of class in the afternoon with peace of mind.Fortunately, everyone sat together in the design class, and Peng Peng kept talking while sitting next to him and drawing, which didn't make him feel too uncomfortable.

"I'm going to practice by myself this afternoon," Teacher Xia began to assign homework, "use the knowledge learned in the morning to make six point-line-plane designs, and hand it in before get out of class in the evening."

Peng Peng complained in a low voice: "Design is so difficult, I really want to go to another class to learn styling."

Xu Yan is very interested in these things. Although he didn't attend the class in the morning, he is quite handy in making these things.He asked casually while drawing: "Then why don't you turn around? Fu Zhongzhou has already gone to learn modeling."

Peng Peng frowned, "Are you interested in him, why do you always mention him?"

This radar-sensitive roommate has long felt that something is wrong with Xu Wei, but Xu Wei insisted on the attitude of killing him and not admitting it, and replied coldly: "I think you are just jealous, if you like my tablemate, go after me yourself. "

"No way," Peng Peng curled his lips, "Although Fu Zhongzhou is very handsome, he is too sought-after. Not to mention men, just grab a lot of girls who like him."

Xu Wei snorted, "You are too picky, I think you are with your elder brother Xiang Yong, the beds are connected together, how convenient."

"Don't mention him!" Peng Peng blushed, and angrily tapped Xu Yu's board.Xu Yu was thinking about his own affairs, but didn't notice his weird tone.

Xu Yu carefully drew the grid with a ruler and a needle pen, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Peng Peng, what if you fell in love with a straight man?"

The people around fell silent.

Xu Yan waited patiently for a while, but when he finished drawing all the grids in his hands, he still didn't wait for a response.

He looked up and found that Peng Peng's eyes were red, and tears were falling down one by one.Xu Wei was startled, took out two pieces of paper and slapped his face indiscriminately.The two sat in the back row, and Teacher Xia couldn't see them at all.

"What's the matter?" Xu Yu lowered his voice and wiped away his tears like coaxing a child.Angrily, Peng Peng grabbed the paper towel and threw it into the paper box folded from the sketching homework, "It hurts to death! How can you straight men not lie to others?"

He raised his hand and wiped his tears on his sleeves, his brows were furrowed into a ball, apparently Xu Chang's question made him think of a straight man who didn't know what to do.

"Let me tell you what it's like to fall in love with a straight man." Peng Peng's tone was vicious, and he couldn't help sniffling, "I tried my best to tease him, gave him gifts on Valentine's Day, and gave him water for playing ball, but he still felt Is this a good brother's deep affection?"

"At first I thought he would accompany me every day, give me all the delicious food, and let me sleep in the bed. He was so attracted to me." Peng Peng pinched the ruler in his hand, as if he was about to chop off the flesh in his mouth. that person. "It turns out he treats me like a younger brother! Why doesn't he treat me like a father?"

Although Peng Peng didn't say the person's name, these scenes were directly imagined by Xu Wei.As for the straight man, Xiang Yong's face was brought in.

Originally, I wanted to insinuate myself, but now I have to comfort others instead.Xu Yu hesitantly comforted him: "It's possible...he likes you so he treats you very well, but he can't understand this feeling."

Peng Peng looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Xu Wei, I misunderstood you and thought you were crooked too."

Xu Chang didn't know whether to thank him or justify himself for a while, so he turned his attention back to the painting and stopped chatting with him.

Designing assignments may seem simple, but it takes a lot of brains to do it.At dinner time, Xu Yan ate some snacks to fill his stomach, and then went back to his seat to draw.He glanced at the silent cell phone, and still couldn't resist opening Weibo for a while.

The boat has updated its dynamics, and it is a small partial picture.The background of this painting is very dark, and there is half a face in the painting. You can't see the eyes, but you can only see the position from the nose to the collarbone.This face is sharp and angular, it should be a boy.The focus of the whole painting is on the half-open mouth.The lips were scratched, and the thin lips were slightly parted, revealing the neat and white teeth and the bright red tip of the tongue.

Xu Yu thought that the boat would be accompanied by some very artistic words as usual, but when he scrolled up, he only saw one sentence: [Training to catch fish. 】

On the other side, Fu Zhongzhou leaned back on the high chair, and after watching the Weibo dynamics on the screen of the mobile phone was successfully released, he raised his arms and stretched.He has been drawing this picture on and off for a long time, and last night he went home and stayed up late to change it again and again, but he was still not satisfied, so he finally decided to cut a part and send it out.

Although the inspiration comes from Xu Yu, the characters in the painting are completely different from Xu Yu except for their temperament.Fu Zhongzhou recalled the emotion that was about to be overwhelmed by impulse, and his throat tightened again.If he really couldn't help kissing her at that time, everything would be over.

Is this a liking, or is it just an instinctive reaction after being dumped and looking for the next one?

He looked at the unformed Molière, and with some annoyance, he wiped away the lines on the beard with his fingers.The studio was full of dust, and he couldn't get rid of the smell of dust after cleaning for a long time in the morning.The sun turned quietly outside the window, dimmed again, and finally disappeared on the horizon of the city.

Fu Zhongzhou put on headphones to listen to the music, and was relatively silent with the indifferent plaster statue of Molière.

Just when he finally put other thoughts behind him and concentrated on painting, there was a faint sound from the iron door in the basement.When he turned his head, he saw that the door of the studio was opened, and some dust was thrown up.

"Ha, you are indeed here." The person who came was Fu Zhongzhou's friend Ye Zhize, whom he met in the past year. "Brother, I skipped class to accompany you."

After the college entrance examination, Ye Zhize was full of confidence. After leaving the examination room, he turned around and went to the barber shop to get an orange cut. He also had four pierced ears. He looked like a cool guy.He thought that his admission to the Academy of Fine Arts was a certainty, but he didn't expect that the culture score in the college entrance examination was too low, two points short of the ideal school.He was obsessed with the Academy of Fine Arts in his heart, and although he was cursing, he still chose to come back and repeat.

"Aren't you afraid that I will sue your teacher?" Fu Zhongzhou turned his head and asked half-jokingly, "You come empty-handed when you come to accompany me?"

"I agreed to eat hot pot tonight, but you still want to blackmail me." Ye Zhize walked over, brought a chair very skillfully, and helped Fu Zhongzhou sharpen his pen.As Fu Zhongzhou's little follower and good brother, he got Fu Zhongzhou the opportunity to change his paintings by sharpening his pen.

Ye Zhize had short orange-yellow hair, which became the only bright color in the basement.While sharpening his pen, he chatted, raised his head as if remembering something, and asked, "By the way, I heard you broke up?"

Fu Zhongzhou simply said "Yes", "It happened a month ago."

"You won't be secretly sad, will you?" Ye Zhize leaned over and winked, "If the girls in our class knew that you broke up, they would definitely confess their love to you one by one."'

"Take your time," Fu Zhongzhou snatched the sharpened pencil from his hand, and threw the blunt one to him, "I'm so busy every day now, don't bother me."

Ye Zhize seemed to have formed a conditioned reflex, picked up the blunt pen and started sharpening again. "Then you have another goal? Is it the one you said you would bring to eat hot pot?"

"He's not coming," Fu Zhongzhou continued to draw without looking at him, "I feel a little inappropriate."

"What's wrong with this, let's make friends!" Ye Zhize didn't know the twists and turns in his heart, "It shouldn't be, you didn't pay so much attention before, didn't you just drag me to the bar for no reason? , will know your band friends!"

Fu Zhongzhou remained silent, holding a pencil to observe Molière carefully.

Ye Zhize felt that his attitude was weird, and gradually the movements of his hands stopped.He looked up at Fu Zhongzhou who was sitting on the high chair. Although he couldn't see his face completely, he could see that the tips of his ears had turned red obviously.

He seemed to understand Fu Zhongzhou's attitude suddenly, his eyes widened in shock, "...Didn't you tell me he was a boy?"

Fu Zhongzhou raised his hand and pushed his glasses, turned his face away from him, "...it's a boy."

Ye Zhize grabbed Fu Zhongzhou's hand as if he heard some world-class urgent news. "I'm talking to you about important events in your life! Can you stop drawing!"

"I... I'm not sure either," Fu Zhongzhou finally stopped, his cheeks flushed a little, "I've never liked a man."

The two made it like a joint code.Ye Zhize saw that his eyes were dodging, and the tips of his ears were red, he finally couldn't help sighing, showing a vicissitudes of expression like an old father who has broken his heart for his child.

"Brother Zhou, it's all like this, are you still not sure?" He pulled the chair over and asked Fu Zhongzhou to sit down, "Tell me what's going on with my good brother." The two of them were like a head teacher talking to a student, Ye Zhize felt that it was a little bit Weird, so I added another sentence. "Don't worry, I'm straight."

Fu Zhongzhou sat down, took off his glasses and wiped them.He really wanted to find someone to ask him what was wrong, but he didn't know how to say it when he really wanted to speak.

"Say, why are you bent?" Ye Zhize asked.

"It can't be said to be bent." Fu Zhongzhou touched the back of his neck, "He and I get along as friends, at most we are a little dependent. But one day I suddenly discovered..."

"Found what?"

"I found out that I really want to kiss him."