between the lips

"Okay, you took the initiative to 'accommodate' me," the young man's face was immediately illuminated, and even his facial features stretched out, "Then I also took the initiative to like all your paintings!"

Chu He couldn't tell whether he was driving behind this innocent smile, "...I can't say no to you. If you say yes, then go ahead."

Wei Yuhuai was more serious now, and habitually wanted to push his glasses, but found that there was no one on the bridge of his nose, so he curled his lips aggrievedly.

Except for this action, all other behaviors are very similar to Mr. Wei, who is uncompromising in the workplace, "If you really can't figure it out, just think about it from a different angle. For example, I work hard because I can make money, but you can't make money... ..." He glanced at Chu He cautiously, "Then why do you need a pen?"

"Creation." Chu He didn't hesitate.

"What's the purpose?"

Chu He paused for a moment, because a white pigeon flew out of the window and stopped on a tree branch, only a glass away from them.

"I don't know. In fact, I painted South Asia because I saw a piece of news five years ago. The whole body of the stranded whale was rotten, but there were kind fishermen who spontaneously dig the sand. I thought it was very beautiful, so I came to sketch. But after it came , What I see is far from that. A large number of children here cannot go to school, the government cannot afford the funds for marine life protection, and even if prices rise again and again, people’s wages still cannot make ends meet.”

Before finishing speaking, the pigeon flapped its wings and pecked twice on the glass with its sharp beak, making a tuk-tuk sound.Chu He bent down and got very close to it, staring with big eyes.

"Later, I became a volunteer. This year, I saw countless baby elephants die of illness, and sea turtles rotted from eating garbage by mistake. The sea train that takes you is actually the only means of transportation for local people. There is no air conditioning, water and electricity, and the speed is only a few hours per hour. Kilometers, people can only squeeze on palm-sized stools."

The pigeon flew away.It left a feather and flew to the distant mountains.Wei Yuhuai was attracted by the direction it left.

"I used to think that the purpose of my paintings was to be thought-provoking, to go deep into reality, or to appeal to more people. But in fact, only the jury would think so much, and most people would not read them at all. If those paintings were posted on Weibo On the blog, the number of views and people’s pictures are less than one millionth. There are so many painful things, do people really lack channels to understand? No way. The information is overwhelming, and everyone just built a cocoon for themselves. "

Chu He rarely spoke so seriously.He put away his usual gag demeanor, his slightly frowned brows flashed dizzy after being refracted by the glass.

He would think, what is the point of bringing them to everyone?If people want to think deeply, they will look at photography and watch films, which are far more shocking than what they have processed.Even if it is an award, what is the need for output?

Wei Yuhuai wanted to tease him, but he just couldn't say a word.

So Wei Yu held Chu He in his arms and coaxed him to lie on the window. Because of the limited space, he could only stand behind Chu He.

Hiss, but the posture is too ambiguous.

Chu He: "I just confessed to myself for a long time, and you only think about the window shock?"

Wei Yuhuai: "..."

He also didn't know how to explain that he was not a Teddy.

Although Wei Yuhuai last night liked to bite people, perpetual motion, and act like a baby, he firmly believed that he was a good person.

"I want you to look outside!" Wei Yuhuai blushed when there was a reaction in the tight place, and pressed the person against the glass, resting his fingers on Chu He's forehead to avoid scratching it.

"what are you looking?"

"Look at the birds."

"?" It depends on why you want to push your hips.

"..." Wei Yuhuai really wanted to go back to the stove and reinvent the language, "I mean, look at the pigeon! Look at that white and fat little pigeon just now!"

Chu He turned his head with a sneer, and saw the Yansuo Mountain in the distance, the mist only stopped at the top, and the rest was lush green, all dyed golden by the sun.

"Look, there is a sister Ceylon picking tea leaves over there."

Wearing a red sari, she is so tiny that nothing remains.But in groups, bursts of melodious folk songs scattered with the wind.

"They laughed so happily." Wei Yuhuai said, "And that, look at our feet."

A dark-skinned old man is helping his wife, sitting under the shade of a tree and eating watermelon, while a group of old men and women are watching the flower garden, where colorful wind chimes and camellias are planted.

"The pigeons are flying away too."

The white dove fluttered its wings towards the blue, cloudless sky.With the blue as the background, it is lined with large expanses of green, and water drops hang on the green, and the water drops slide into the wet bricks and seep into the red ground cracks.

"Look at me again." Wei Yuhuai walked away from the window, closed the curtains, and began to untangle his pajamas slowly.

Chu He didn't stop him.For no reason, he was extremely calm, he didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to do anything, he just stared blankly at Wei Yuhuai, and he didn't even have time to think about why he was like this.

Wei Yuhuai generously showed his broad shoulders, sexy collarbone, and perfect abs.He bent over and pulled off his pajama pants, and as the fabric slid down, the lines of his legs were revealed.

"When you saw me, you wanted to write, didn't you?" He smiled, his brows and eyes were crooked, and his young face was divided into two halves by light and shadow.

want to... write...

Of course I want to.David's sculptural figure is most suitable for the blue sea and clear waves.

"You want to start writing when you see those outside, don't you?"

Chu He subconsciously nodded.

Wei Yuhuai was half naked like this, and stepped forward to hug his little painter, "As you said, when you take the sea train, you will only take pictures of seascapes and sunsets, and don't care how slow and crowded it is - even if you take me Playing is also a matter of picking out places that look good. But these positive screenings have increased the number of tourists to Ceylon.”

Why doesn’t Chu He know this? He’s just been struggling. If people don’t want to read his works, is there any meaning to what he wants to convey?

But if it conveys nothing, does the work qualify?

He is the writer, not the audience.

But today's audience is different.

Wei Yuhuai rubbed his face, wrinkling his thin skin into a ball, "You want to write because of 'beauty', not because of 'to be recognized by most people'."

nice……

It is indeed beautiful.

Beautiful body, beautiful sight.

Just beauty, is that enough?

Why isn't beauty enough?

Chu He hesitated and opened the window a little, stood there, and lit a cigarette.

Wei Yuhuai brought him an ashtray, and stood behind him like a tree, "So, if it was me, I might change my mind——

"The world is so beautiful, I don't want to just stare at the scars."

It might be that the temperature of the air conditioner was too low, Chu He shivered for no reason, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.

He knew that the wind was blowing outside, through the unfortunate ghetto, the special school where the smiling faces were always there, the Kuang Che Kuang Che train.

The wind blows for many, many years, the travelers come and go, the tides come and go day after day.

It will still blow down.

The author says:

Let me tell you something, "Between the Lips" was banned, I don't know if it was because of being reported, it was quite a sudden QAQ I didn't expect to encounter such a thing because of Che Che in the previous chapter, of course I am also to blame My own understanding of the rules of the station is biased, and it is not advisable to take chances.

But don't worry!I have saved manuscripts, so my mentality will not affect the text!The update will be at [-]pm as usual!

If you guys like it, you can recommend more and give more feedback, and accompany me through this period of no list, okay 555