summer drowning

It's my secret. I want to sell all of these and exchange them for money to support you. "

"..." Li Qian looked at those paintings. This was the first time he had seen so many works of Zhou Ziming. He didn't understand painting, but he could clearly feel the fiery and profound emotions revealed in the distinct colors.He walked to the very center, where the painting with a height of three to four meters had not yet lifted the curtain, hiding its true appearance.

"That's not for sale!" Zhou Ziming shouted.

Li Qian had already pulled it down with his hands.

"..." Zhou Ziming covered his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at them.Because this pair of "Morning Glory under the Window Sill" is about the story of it and Li Qian.

Li Qian was also stunned. Not only was he shocked by the huge and heavily colored paintings, but he was also drawn into his thoughts by the story that happened under the moonlight.

……

That was the first time Li Qian and Zhou Ziming met after the drama festival.

In the police station, he is a policeman, and he is a prisoner who fights and makes trouble.

Across an iron fence, Zhou Ziming didn't even dare to look at Li Qian.

"Why are you here?" Li Qian questioned him like a parent.

"..." Zhou Ziming didn't want to talk, and couldn't speak clearly, especially with Li Qian.

The colleague next to him explained to Li Qian, "It's not a big deal. I heard that he beat someone because of copyright and was sent here. No one has released bail yet."

"……Let me do it."

The colleague didn't hear Li Qian's words for a while.

"I'll bail him out."

Zhou Ziming couldn't help but look at Li Qian. Although facing him, he would feel very guilty, but he didn't want to be in prison.

Colleagues were shocked that Li Qian, who has always been a loner, took care of such trivial matters, and wanted to ask what the relationship between the two of them was, but he chose to give up seeing Li Qian's overly cold face.

Li Qian changed into casual clothes, and walked out of the police station with Zhou Ziming, the moon and stars were sparse outside.

"Why did you leave that day?" Li Qian asked him.

Zhou Ziming didn't dare to look at him at all, "I thought I'd leave after watching the show..."

Li Qian said with a sullen face, "You know that's not what I said."

"..."

"Li Qian?" It was Xing Songhe who walked in front of him. He kept looking at Zhou Ziming, but what he asked was: "Ready to go home."

"Hmm." Li Qian held Zhou Ziming's wrist domineeringly, and dragged him to the parking lot.

Xing Songhe kept following his eyes, and when he heard the sentence caught in the wind: "Let's go home and talk." He smiled knowingly.

……

On the other end, Li Qian took Zhou Ziming back home.

Zhou Ziming wanted to refuse, but he couldn't get rid of Li Qian now, and he really had nowhere to go in City B.

Li Qian entered the door, turned on the light, and closed the door. A series of actions flowed smoothly, "Zhou Ziming, let's talk."

Zhou Ziming stood in the living room, feeling awkward and unable to put his feet down.

"Zhou Ziming." Li Qian called his name.

"...What do you want to talk about." Zhou Ziming's voice lacked confidence.

"That night..." Li Qian's overly serious look made Zhou Ziming even more flustered.

So he interrupted hastily: "We drank too much that night, and I don't remember what happened after waking up."

Li Qian's face was ugly: "Do you want to pretend that nothing happened?"

Zhou Ziming bit his lip, thinking about how to reply, to be honest, he didn't understand that he was the one who was oppressed, he didn't feel wronged, Li Qian was upset about something.

But since Li Qian wanted to press every step of the way, he had no choice but to ask, "Then what do you want to do?"

"What do I want?" Li Qian approached Zhou Ziming step by step, Zhou Ziming kept swallowing his saliva and retreated until he had nowhere to retreat until the windowsill.

At this time, he heard Li Qian's voice: "I don't think it's a dream. I don't admit that I'm confused."

Zhou Ziming frowned, he didn't think it was a dream, he understood, the two of them were indeed together that day, what does it mean if he didn't admit that he was confused... Could he mean that he was awake?Zhou Ziming almost cursed, "Since you are sober, why didn't you stop it?" It led to the development of the matter to that point.

"Why should I stop?" Li Qian asked back, "You provoked me first, why should I refuse your temptation."

"I'm that..." Zhou Ziming, who was always eloquent, didn't know how to answer. "But I don't have it now."

"You have..." Li Qian stretched out his hand like Zhou Ziming, stroking his face as if to stop him from escaping.

"You framed me!"

"No, I like you." He answered firmly.

This time, it was Li Qian's first kiss.

That night, countless kisses bloomed, and countless morning glories bloomed.

Zhou Ziming was a little confused by the kiss, and only vaguely remembered when he became conscious:

It turns out that the flower language of morning glory is temptation.

He suddenly had a bright light in his heart, that's it, it's not bad to be with Li Qian.

On this bright summer day, meet and fall in love with him.

drown in love.

The author says:

Salted egg competition pressure is too great, I should have hit the new recruits, but I am too lazy to wait, and most of them are disappointed, I feel that my writing is not so good.

But anyway, it's over.Thank you to the students who have read it, especially Zha Zhaxue.

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13. "The City Where the Rain Passes"

◎Dedicated to the author and readers◎

The American University that Zhou Ziming studied in is not a bad school.

On the first day before the start of school, he accidentally said that he bought it and got a few jaws dropped in shock.

Some admired his frankness, some admired his family's wealth, some secretly despised him, and some dismissed him.

Senior Z is the first type. He and Zhou Ziming have a good relationship not because of the good conditions in his family, but because of the sympathy in temperament.

However, he is different from Zhou Ziming, he is completely poor and frank.

Zhou Ziming has seen his paintings, he is very serious and hardworking, and he also has his own ideas in it.

So I comfort Senior Z from time to time, saying that he will definitely be famous and someone will appreciate his paintings.

Senior Z's eyes were bright at the beginning, then he gradually smiled bitterly in silence, and finally completely dimmed.

One day, he said to Zhou Ziming: "Being a painter is too painful. In the next life, I will be a bole, to appreciate other people's paintings, instead of waiting for others to appreciate my own paintings."

The next day, Senior Z hanged himself in the dormitory.

Zhou Ziming felt shocked and sad.

It is rumored that there are many reasons for his suicide, such as family pressure, such as breaking up with his girlfriend, such as his paintings being criticized by teachers, and so on.

But the root cause probably comes from the despair of the world and the disappointment of oneself.

Zhou Ziming sorted out the things he left behind, but actually not too many, because Senior Z had burned all the paintings before his death. Since he was not recognized, he would not leave them for anyone to see. Kind of revenge.

However, just like this, there is nothing left, the earth is still spinning, and people come and go outside.Zhou Ziming felt sorry for him, and it was even more sad to think of the time when the two of them were together in the past.

Therefore, Zhou Ziming made a decision to at least leave his name, and let the world know that such a person has come and existed, his darkness, his pain, and his story.

"Being a painter is too painful. In your next life, you should be a bole, to appreciate other people's paintings, instead of waiting for others to appreciate your own paintings."

Recalling what the two said, Zhou Ziming drew "The City Where the Rain Passes" based on Senior Z.

The story goes like this:

At the end of the white cloud, there lived the white-bearded grandfather who was responsible for leading mortals to heaven, and the two little ones, Bobo and Hexi, who were not yet fully formed.

One day, two guests came,

A fat man, it is said that in the city he created, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and when he died, he was buried with flowers.

The other man was also the lord of a city, but he was skinny and desolate. He said that although he persisted hard, the barren city still fell due to lack of water resources.

Bobo 嚒 嚒 is very curious about life in the mortal world, and the old man with white beard can't answer so many questions for them, so he let them go down to find the answer by themselves.

Bobo was very envious of the rich city owner, "I want to be the owner of the city, and I want to be buried with other people's flowers."

He He sympathized with the downcast city lord, "I don't want to be a city, I want to save the city, if someone needs water, I'll make it rain."

So the white-bearded grandfather fulfilled their wish, making Bobo the master of the city, and making Xihu a rain cloud.

After Bobo became the lord of the city, he was very happy. He planted flowers and big trees in the city, and patrolled his territory with the breeze every morning.

After 嚒嚒 became a rain cloud, I realized my wandering. It couldn't decide its own direction at all, and couldn't go where it wanted to go.

Just like that for a while.

Bobo found that his flowers and trees were dead because of lack of water, and shed a lot of tears sadly.

It wanted a rain cloud, but it waited and waited for a long time but did not get it.

Finally, a rain cloud passed by Bobo's city, and Bobo asked it to stay.

Yuyun asked Bobo: "Is there an amusement park in your city?"

Bobo said no, and the rain cloud left Bobo's city very disappointed.

Another rain cloud came from behind, and it asked Bobo, "Do you have a palace here?"

Bobo sadly said no.As a result, it goes without saying that Yuyun left.

I don’t know how long it took before Bobo finally waited for another rain cloud. Bobo recommended himself very sincerely, “Although I don’t have an amusement park or a palace here, there are many flowers and big trees. I hope you can stay here.” .”

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