what is your vision

Lu Yunchu turned his head when he heard the voice, his complexion quickly condensed into frost.

"What are you doing here?" If his eyes could turn into knives, he wouldn't mind gouging Meng Xiao a few more times.

"Of course I'm here to look for you," Meng Xiao put one hand on the back of the sofa, "I just returned to China in early October, and I've wanted to see you for a long time."

"What do you want to order?" Lu Yunchu didn't extinguish the cigarette on his hand, but just brushed off the too long cigarette ash.He never smoked in front of others, but for the current Meng Xiao, it would be nice if he didn't directly spray him in the face.

"Yunchu, I didn't come here to make sculptures."

"That's to waste my time?" Lu Yunchu said in a bad tone, "I'm sorry."

"Can you listen to me carefully?" Meng Xiao approached slowly and sat down on the sofa next to him politely, "There was a misunderstanding about the matter back then, and you were always angry. I can't explain it. Now you should put it down. right?"

Of course Lu Yunchu let it go, but it might not have the same meaning as "letting go" in Meng Xiao's mouth.

"What misunderstanding?" He spit out a series of smoke rings, forming a hazy white mist between the two of them, blocking their vision, "Have you been drugged? Or do you have a twin brother?"

Meng Xiao's face was sullen and he didn't say a word.He doesn't know whether he has a good temper or a bad temper. He rarely gets really angry, but sometimes he will show a gloomy expression inexplicably, which makes people unpredictable.

When they were together, they didn't quarrel overtly, but Lu Yunchu was no stranger to his expression, as if they were just upset by some insignificant things.

At that time, Lu Yunchu's temperament was more straightforward, and he was not a coaxing personality. Compared with Meng Xiao, he didn't care about it, and his negative emotions would disappear after a while, and he would talk to him naturally as if nothing happened.

The premise is that there is no fundamental contradiction.

But this time Meng Xiao's black face didn't last long, he adjusted his mood and squeezed out a smile: "Yunchu, you also study art, you should know that people like us are too emotional and easily emotional."

"Are you talking about being easily emotional, or being easily emotional?"

Meng Xiao tightly pursed his lower lip, and opened his mouth again: "I admit that I am obsessed with ghosts, you saw... that boy, I actually forgot what he looks like now, when you were not around, I was so busy with a design, I can't find the feeling, but his appearance... I got some kind of touch, it's creative—”

It was the first time that Meng Xiao confessed to Lu Yunchu his mentality in the past, but in return the other party leaned back and laughed.

Lu Yunchu suddenly felt that his anger or sadness was not worth it.He felt incredible from the bottom of his heart, and what was even more incredible was that he actually liked such a person with genuine affection.They had a time of innocence and carelessness, and before they knew it, everything changed.

"Meng Xiao," he said sarcastically, "So you get inspiration from experiencing different people's bodies? Is he your muse?"

"He is not, you are," Meng Xiao ignored his barbed words, "I believe you also need a soulmate."

"I'm sorry," Lu Yunchu cast a contemptuous glance at him, "I never need to rely on others to perfect my soul, I'm afraid I can't understand your troubles."

Of course Meng Xiao understood Lu Yunchu's personality, and it was this personality that he loved and hated back then.

Precisely because of his extraordinary talent, Lu Yunchu can lightly despise all the things he cherishes, can call him a bottleneck that he can't break through for a week or two in a few words, and then lightly say "Isn't this enough?" They are not even the same major Direction; Meng Xiao felt that his hard work all this time seemed like a joke.

The boy who caused him to make mistakes back then was different, not as condescending and careless as Lu Yunchu.He adores himself, his eyes light up when he looks at him, and what Meng Xiao feels in the other party is unprecedented enthusiasm.

However, he soon got bored, and in the end he often thought about Lu Yunchu who had never looked up to him.

"Really?" Meng Xiao restrained his anger, "Then why do you have long hair?"

Lu Yunchu looked at him inexplicably.A few years ago, a hairdresser said that his hair was naturally curly, and it might be more suitable to grow it long. He tried this hairstyle. What does it have to do with Meng Xiao?

"You used to have short hair," Meng Xiao added, "Isn't it because you can't forget the past that you changed your look?"

"Meng Xiao," Lu Yunchu almost laughed again, "You are so ordinary, where did you get your confidence?"

"you--"

"What are you here for?" He spread his hands impatiently, "Forget about getting back together, good horses don't turn back."

"Okay, let's not talk about getting back together," Meng Xiao took a deep breath, "Should we make a more direct deal?"

"what?"

"Everyone takes what they need." As soon as the words came out, the corners of his eyes blurred with undisguised playfulness.

Just now I was full of soul mates and talking nonsense, but now I start to "get what I need".

Lu Yunchu finally figured out that this kid had just returned to China during his free time, was lonely, empty and cold, and didn't find a suitable sex buddy, so he thought of his old lover.

"You and I get what we need? What am I trying to figure out?" Lu Yunchu put down his crossed legs, twisted off the cigarette butt that was about to burn out, and lit another one, "Thanks for your early thanks, or enoki mushroom for you?"

Meng Xiao's face turned pale suddenly.At the same time, the doorknob of the reception room clicked, the sound was not heavy, Lu Yunchu could still feel it.

"Who?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Zhou Yanchuan didn't mean to eavesdrop, he came here to find Lu Yunchu for something, only to find that the man suspected of the other party's ex was inside, and the door was still closed.

He originally thought that this matter had nothing to do with him, but listening to the man's oily tone, he didn't seem like a good person, fearing that he would cause trouble for Lu Yunchu, so he stood guard by the door until he was irritated by Lu Yunchu's Meng Lang's speech and lost control. touched the handle.

"Me." Now that he was discovered, it would be too petty to dodge any more. Zhou Yanchuan strode into the room and knocked the door behind him.

Lu Yunchu thought that the conversation just now might be overheard, and his back stiffened suddenly.Meng Xiao stood up first, looked at him, then turned to Lu Yunchu: "Who is he to you?"

Lu Yunchu's anger was soared by the straightforward tone of asking about adultery. He hesitated for a moment whether to ask Zhou Yanchuan to pretend to be his boyfriend, but he immediately dismissed the idea.

It's just chasing a fly, is it still necessary to play mixed doubles?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yanchuan came to them on his own initiative, and said to Meng Xiao, "Are you worthy of asking?"

"Oh," forced by his aura, Meng Xiao inhaled slightly, his face turned from blue to white, "I just want to care about who Yun Chu is with now, and whether it suits him."

"Thank you for your concern," Zhou Yanchuan seemed to follow into the drama, "Anyway, it's not like you are fast and small."

Lu Yunchu was so startled that he almost showed his feet, and received Zhou Yanchuan's secret wink.Meng Xiao's eyebrows were full of contempt, and he asked Lu Yunchu instead: "You're looking for such a vulgar person?"

"You're not vulgar, did you come to talk to me about art history?" Zhou Yanchuan's stage was set up, and Lu Yunchu couldn't let it go wrong, so he smiled brightly at Zhou Yanchuan, "You came so early? What do you want to eat tonight?"

"you decide."

From the corner of the eye, Meng Xiao slammed the door and left. Lu Yunchu gradually restrained the smile he had deliberately piled up to a soft and not exaggerated level, and said to Zhou Yanchuan, "Thank you."

Zhou Yanchuan couldn't hide his gloating towards the man: "Is my reaction not bad?"

Lu Yunchu stared at him silently.

"Ah, that..." After calming down and thinking about it, it seems that what I said was a bit too much, and it seemed too frivolous, Zhou Yanchuan hurriedly patched it up, "I, I, and I said nonsense, I didn't mean to disrespect you, I just wanted to make you angry ……that whoever."

At first he really questioned it from the standpoint of a friend, but when he saw the self-righteous attitude of the other party, he might come back to find fault someday if he didn't die in the past.

"I know," Lu Yunchu's smile continued, "I just didn't expect you to say that kind of thing."

"Talk people's words when you see people, and talk nonsense when you see ghosts," Zhou Yanchuan said. "To deal with people who leak oil from the inside to the outside—of course, oil is used to make oil."

"It makes sense," Lu Yunchu realized that he still had an unfinished cigarette in his hand, and quickly stubbed it out, "Hey, do you need me?"

"Oh, by the way, I sent you a WeChat message just now and you didn't reply. My friend has an urgent mail for a portrait. I wonder if you can do it?"

Lu Yunchu took out his phone, there was indeed a message from Zhou Yanchuan during class.

"Are you still making a special trip?"

"I was just talking to someone across the street," Zhou Yanchuan explained. "He said that he wanted to find someone to do it today. I guess you have a class and haven't come home, so I'll ask first."

Zhou Yanchuan also sent the basic requirements. After reading it, Lu Yunchu felt that there was no problem. The time was tight but the workmanship was not difficult: "Yes, you can reply to him."

"Okay, then I'll sue him."

Lu Yunchu guessed that Zhou Yanchuan would leave directly after making the phone call, so he lit a cigarette again.

When Zhou Yanchuan entered the room again, the smoke filled the room was thicker than before he went out, choking him to cough.

"You haven't left yet?" Lu Yunchu put out his cigarette and quickly opened the window.

"Why am I leaving so fast?" Zhou Yanchuan joked, "Didn't you still ask me what I have for dinner?"

"Isn't that acting?"

"Lu Yunchu," he asked, "are you unhappy?"

"Ah?" Meng Xiao's arrival can only be said to make Lu Yunchu a little upset, "There's nothing to be unhappy about."

"Then why are you smoking cigarette after cigarette here?"

The window was wide open, and the lingering white mist gradually diluted, but the pungent smell still remained in the house.

Lu Yunchu let out a long breath: "I just think that I have been with this kind of person for more than half a year... It's an insult to my aesthetic level."

Zhou Yanchuan could see that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't understand that it could all be related to aesthetics: "Is this related to the level of aesthetics?"

"Yes," Lu Yunchu said affirmatively, "It's the same as a broken pot with a bad lid."

Zhou Yanchuan choked, "You don't have to be so sarcastic about yourself."

Lu Yunchu squinted his eyes, and said bitterly: "I don't want to throw away that rotten cover, okay?"

"That's right, we can't lower our value," Zhou Yanchuan changed the subject, "Are you all right tonight? I'll take you to a good place."

"Where?"

"Anyway, it's not tall," he said mysteriously, "it's especially in line with my usual taste, it depends on whether you are willing to show respect."

Thinking of Zhou Yanchuan's usual taste, the corners of Lu Yunchu's lips raised slightly: "Go, go!"