classmate engagement

Counting the age, He Xuan should be in his forties now. If Cheng Yan and He Xuan hadn't known each other before, Cheng Yan probably wouldn't be able to tell that He Xuan was over forty at this moment.

He is in good shape, even more muscular than ten years ago, and in the same state as before, there is no aging on his face, on the contrary, the older he is, the more mature he looks.

When He Xuan was 30 years old, he looked older than his peers. Ten years later, he is still the same as before, but now he looks younger than his peers.

The two of them hardly changed, so they recognized each other at a glance.

He Xuan came over, looked at Chengyan,? Confirmed again: "Yanyan?"

"Well, Brother Xuan,? Long time no see."

He Xuan nodded: "It's been a long time." He glanced at Jiang Muping, and asked Cheng Yan: "Friend?"

Cheng Yan said: "Love."

He Xuan didn't realize the meaning of "lover" in Chengyan's mouth, "Boyfriend?"

Cheng Yan could only express it more bluntly: "Husband."

He Xuan showed a thoughtful expression and asked, "Married?"

Cheng Yan nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Yan introduced to Jiang Muping: "He Xuan, my former master."

Jiang Muping nodded politely to congratulate Xuan: "Jiang Muping."

He Xuan also nodded in greeting, and told the young man who was painting beside him: "Liangzi, pour two glasses of water."

That young man named Liangzi was biting his cigarette, without raising his head, and said, "I'm working."

"Then you want me to pour?" He Xuan lowered his voice with a sense of oppression.

Ryoko put the cigarette butt into the ashtray to extinguish it, and when she got up, she muttered: "Typical bureaucracy..."

He Xuan replied: "I am capitalism at best."

"Yes," the young man nodded with a half-smile, "After all, you are the boss, and I will beat the workers."

"Zhao Qingliang,? My apprentice." He Xuan briefly introduced.

Zhao Qingliang flicked his tongue towards Chengyan and Jiang Muping, his eyes were a little flirtatious and cold, "Hello."

Suddenly a human voice came from the room, a little trembling: "Mr. He, I'm recovering, why don't you come here?"

He Xuan was tattooing someone just now, and after the tattoo was done, the customer said that the pain was so bad that he wanted to lie down for a while.

He Xuan said to Cheng Yan: "I'll come over later, you guys sit down first."

Cheng Yan hummed.

"Sit for a while." Chengyan told Jiang Muping to sit down together, and Zhao Qingliang brought two glasses of water and put them in front of them.

"Thank you."

"The water dispenser is right there. If the water runs out, refill it yourself." Zhao Qingliang went back to draw, "Don't call me."

Cheng Yan glanced at Jiang Muping, and said in a low voice, "That's enough."

Jiang Muping smiled.

After a while, He Xuan and his guests came out of the house together.

"Thank you, Mr. He." The guest carried his coat, "I have a friend who also wants to get a tattoo. If I ask you out, will I have to wait a long time?"

He Xuan said: "The appointment is now scheduled until April next year."

"My God, it's a good thing I made an appointment early." The guest looked rejoicing, "Forget it, I'll ask him later if he would like to wait. Then Teacher He, I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

He Xuan walked towards Cheng Yan and sat down on the sofa.Zhao Qingliang took a look at them and knew that the two friends wanted to catch up on the old days, so he got up and packed his painting tools, and walked into the inner room with a bunch of paper and pens in his arms.

Cheng Yan glanced in Zhao Qingliang's direction and said, "He has a personality."

"His painting is the most annoying and distracting," He Xuan said, "so he just lost his temper with me."

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Boyfriend?"

He Xuan likes men, and Chengyan knew this more than ten years ago. According to He Xuan's temper, he can tolerate Zhao Qingliang's frivolous temper, most likely because of Zhao Qingliang's special status.

He Xuan let out a snort in his nasal cavity: "How is it possible."

"I went to the street before, but I couldn't find the studio. Why did you move here?" Cheng Yan looked around, feeling a little confused. Not only did He Xuan's studio not get bigger, but it also got smaller.

"Something happened."

"what's up?"

"I have been in prison for several years, and the store cannot continue without me."

Cheng Yan was taken aback, thinking he heard it wrong: "What...?"

He Xuan took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out the last cigarette inside, glanced at Jiang Muping, who had a gentle demeanor, and subconsciously asked, "Do you mind smoking?"

"You can do whatever you want," Jiang Muping said.

He Xuan lit the cigarette, bit it into his mouth and took a puff. Seeing Chengyan's unbelievable expression, he repeated again: "I'm in jail."

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Cheng Yan asked, "What crime?"

"Intentionally hurt." He Xuan took a puff of smoke, "What about you, what have you been doing all these years?"

"Still tattooed."

"The technology should be pretty good."

"Add a wechat later, and learn from each other."

"Row."

Cheng Yan didn't know what happened to He Xuan, but He Xuan didn't want to mention it, so he didn't ask much.

Jiang Muping's cell phone rang, and he took it out to have a look, it was a fucking call.

"Ayan, I'll answer the phone." Jiang Muping stood up.

Cheng Yan watched Jiang Muping walk outside the door.

Jiang Muping was present just now, and it was inconvenient for He Xuan to ask some questions. Now that Jiang Muping was out, He Xuan's light eyes glanced at the door, and asked casually: "When did you like a man?" ?”

Cheng Yan was stunned.

This question...as if he had always liked women before.

The enlightenment of diagenetic nature was relatively late, and it was not until his youth that he vaguely realized that he liked men.But he felt that he should never have liked a woman, so he didn't know why He Xuan would ask such a question.

Cheng Yan didn't speak for a while, and He Xuan said again: "Didn't you hate homosexuals before?"

"Is there?" The diagenetic prisoner was confused.

With a cigarette between his fingers, He Xuan smiled, "Did you forget that you injured my guest? Do you know how much I paid for medical expenses?"

Memories from the past flooded up, and Chengyan suddenly said: "That person sexually harassed me, I didn't kill him, it's good. Didn't I work for you for a month later, don't say it like I'm lying to you. "

"Your temper has improved now," He Xuan raised his chin at the door, his eyes fell on Jiang Muping's tall and straight back, and said, "Otherwise he can't want you."

Cheng Yan didn't react for a while, and heard He Xuan say: "Your man looks very gentle."

He Xuan is stepping on it in a different way, teasing the once violent Cheng Yan, but he couldn't help but laugh lowly: "You don't want to bury me."

Cheng Yan looked down at the tattoo pattern on He Xuan's arm, and asked, "When did you get this flower arm?"

"I don't really remember, maybe two years after I was released from prison."

"Who tattooed you?" Cheng Yan had an occupational disease on his upper body, grabbed He Xuan's arm and turned around to look at the pattern on the back carefully, "The fog surface is not even."

It's unlikely that the flower arm was tattooed by He Xuan himself, but Cheng Yan really couldn't think of who He Xuan would ask to tattoo on his arm.

"Ryoko."

Cheng Yan was a little surprised: "Him?"

"The talent is quite high." He Xuan looked down at his left arm.

"Isn't he really your boyfriend?" Cheng Yan doubted again.

He Xuan glanced over with eyes full of oppression: "I have a bad temper, and I like a good temper. Do you think he can be my partner?"

Cheng Yan shut his mouth and continued to look at He Xuan's flowery arms.

Standing at the door, Jiang Muping turned around holding his mobile phone, and caught a glimpse of Cheng Yan holding He Xuan's arm and admiring his terribly cool flower arm.

"When are you two coming back?" Mother Jiang's voice came from the phone.

Jiang Muping was a little distracted and hummed absently.

"Well, what, I asked when you will come back."

"I haven't decided yet, I'll ask about diagenesis later."

"What is Xiaoyan doing?"

"Look at the arm."

"what?"

He Xuan ran out of cigarettes, so he called into the room: "Liangzi, get a pack of cigarettes."

After a while, Zhao Qingliang walked over aggressively with a pack of cigarettes, put the pack on the coffee table, and then returned to the room aggressively.

He Xuan opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, and handed it to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan didn't answer and said "no".

"Stop doing?"

"No."

I still want to kiss Jiang Muping today, Jiang Muping probably doesn't like the smell of smoke in his mouth.So diagenesis doesn't want to smoke.

His addiction to smoking might be quit because of Jiang Muping's kiss.

Jiang Muping was still on the phone outside the door, Cheng Yan got up and walked over, when he walked outside, Jiang Muping just hung up the phone.

"Why did you fight for so long?"

Jiang Muping turned his back to Chengyan without saying a word, and Chengyan poked his back muscle, "Huh?"

"Mom is calling." Jiang Muping still turned his back to Chengyan.

Cheng Yan took a fancy to He Xuan's flowered arm, rubbed his fingertips against Jiang Muping's back muscles and joked: "What a piece of flesh, a tattooed back must be very sexy."

Cheng Yan intended to tease Professor Jiang, but Professor Jiang was puzzled, and said flatly, "A flowery back is not as sexy as a flowery arm."