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"Have you had breakfast?" Xu Yao asked Lu Sheng.

"Not yet, I woke up a bit late in the morning, and I didn't have time to cook, so let's eat when I get to the place." Lu Sheng said.

"It takes more than 40 minutes from here to the suburbs, and it will be cold when we get there," Xu Yao said, "Why don't you stop the car and let's go after eating."

Lu Sheng turned the steering wheel and the car had already turned onto the main road. He said, "Why don't you feed me, Yaoyao."

He spoke frankly, the expression on his face did not change, but Xu Yao did not move in his seat, the compartment was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of plastic bags being wiped.

Xu Yao looked at the half-eaten buns, finally opened the box containing the soup buns, picked up a soup bun with chopsticks, and brought it to Lu Sheng's mouth.

Lu Sheng lowered his head and looked at Xu Yao's fingertips turning white while holding the chopsticks. He opened his mouth and ate the soup dumpling into his mouth. After eating, he said, "I still want to eat."

Xu Yao took another soup bag and fed it to Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng ate it one by one, and finally finished most of the box.

After eating, Lu Sheng said again: "Yaoyao, I want to drink water."

Xu Yao looked in the car, "It seems that there is only one bottle of water. I just opened it and drank it. My water glass is still in the trunk bag."

"It's okay," Lu Sheng said, "Then I'll drink yours."

After hearing this, Xu Yao stopped moving. For a relationship like a bed partner, he and Lu Sheng understand each other's bodies, they can kiss, they have unscrupulous sex on the bed, they can touch each other's body.

But after that, in Xu Yao's view, it's like drinking a glass of water and eating a bowl of noodles together. This kind of subtle, inadvertent, and life-like intimacy has nothing to do with physical desires. Such intimacy, It should be based on emotion.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he was a little hypocritical, and thought, it was just a bottle of water, he felt that he was thinking a little too much, Lu Sheng was just thirsty.

……

Xu Yao was still thinking about it, but Lu Cheng felt the sudden silence of the people beside him. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "The soup dumpling just now seems a bit salty."

Xu Yao took back his messy thoughts, it's just a bottle of water, what's there?

He unscrewed the cap and handed the mineral water bottle to Lu Sheng.

This time, Lu Sheng directly took the water bottle in his hand, raised his head and took a few sips, but because there was a speed bump at the turn ahead, the car body shook slightly, and half of the bottle of water spilled on Lu Sheng's shirt , the front was wet, and a dark area was immediately smudged on the shirt. The fabric was pressed against his chest, outlining the outline of his muscles.

Xu Yao quickly took the water bottle in his hand, took out a few tissues and handed them to Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng wiped himself carelessly with a tissue, "I didn't see the speed bump ahead."

The shirt was still wet, Xu Yao pursed his lips and looked at it for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, took out a few paper towels and wiped it for Lu Sheng again, after wiping, Lu Sheng's shirt was no longer clinging to his body, Xu Yao felt pleasing to the eye a lot of.

Lu Sheng turned his head and glanced at him.

"You didn't wipe it clean just now." Xu Yao explained.

Lu Sheng's fingers clenched the steering wheel, and he responded muffledly, "Yes."

When they arrived at the lake, the sky was completely bright, and the lingering sunlight sprinkled on the rippling water surface of the lake, bringing out circles of warm yellow light circles.

The autumn wind in the morning was still a bit cool, Lu Sheng parked the car on the bank of the river, when Xu Yao got out of the car, a gust of wind blew across his cheeks, the hot temperature on his face was blown away by the wind, he felt much more comfortable.

He turned his back to Lu Sheng again, exhaled slowly, and adjusted his breathing.

Lu Sheng took out the contents of the trunk, Xu Yao wanted to take the fishing tackle bag, but Lu Sheng didn't give it to him, and asked him to help hold his drawing board and paint, which is lighter.

The place that Xu Yao used to go to was already occupied, they carried their things and walked a little further to find an empty space where no one was there.

Xu Yao baited his fishhook, and Lu Sheng squatted beside him, watching Xu Yao play with his fishing rod.

Lu Sheng asked, "Yaoyao, did you often come fishing?"

Xu Yao nodded, "Not often, sometimes only once a month or so."

"Did you always come by yourself before?"

"I'm used to fishing by myself," Xu Yao said. "It's easy for me to concentrate when I'm on my own. When I'm good, I can catch a lot of fish back."

"Then I'm here, will I disturb you?"

Xu Yao glanced at Lu Sheng and said, "Probably not, if you don't always call me."

"Yaoyao, turn around." Lu Sheng called out to Xu Yao who was quietly sitting on a chair fishing.

Xu Yao's eyebrows twitched, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the fishing rod. More than two hours had passed, and this was the number of times Lu Sheng called him. Lu Sheng behind the drawing board.

"Why did you call me this time?"

Lu Sheng looked at Xu Yao's frown, stood up and walked to Xu Yao's side, and raised the brim of his hat, "The brim of your hat covers your eyes, so I can't draw."

After Lu Sheng tidied up the brim of his hat, he sat behind the drawing board again. Xu Yao turned around and started to concentrate on fishing. The red fish was floating on the water. Except for the fluctuation of the water pattern, it had been more than two hours and no fish had taken the bait. He told his parents yesterday that he would send fish to them this afternoon, but now it seems that whether he can catch it today is another matter.

"Yaoyao..." Lu Sheng behind him called him again.

Xu Yao didn't look back this time, and raised his hand to straighten the brim of his hat.

Lu Sheng went to stand next to him again, raised his finger and pointed to the float on the water, "The float seems to be moving, did the fish take the bait?"

Then Xu Yao looked at the float, and it really moved. The float sank into the water from time to time, and the fishing rod also shook a little. Xu Yao knew that the fish had already bit the hook, and he was a little happy. He stood up and pulled up the fishing rod. Fish hang on the hook.

"It's such a big one." Lu Sheng stretched out his hand and helped Xu Yao put away the fishing rod together, as happy as if he caught that fish himself.

Xu Yao put the fish into the bucket, Lu Cheng squatted by the bucket and looked at it, and asked while looking, "Can I go to Yaoyao's house to eat fish at night?"

"Then I may need to drop another one." Xu Yao rehooked the bait again, "You have to keep quiet, otherwise I won't be able to catch it."

Lu Sheng retorted: "But I saw that fish first."

Xu Yao: "..." All right.

Lu Sheng stopped teasing Xu Yao, and moved his drawing board directly to Xu Yao's side.

The two sat side by side, very close to each other.

One is fishing and the other is painting.

This time Lu Sheng was very quiet and didn't bother Xu Yao anymore, but Xu Yao still couldn't calm down, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the people around him and his canvas from time to time.

The palette is in Lu Sheng's left hand. The colors on it are dyed on the brush, and finally land on the clean canvas. The paintbrush in Lu Sheng's hand has never stopped. The originally blank canvas soon became a beautiful one. landscape painting.

Holding the fishing rod, Xu Yao glanced at Lu Sheng's drawing board again. The scenery on the canvas didn't change much. Lu Sheng should be adjusting the details. The water patterns on the blue lake, the weeping willows on both sides of the river bank, and the red house in the distance , and the sun hanging in the sky.

He is not in the picture.

Xu Yao's brows became more and more wrinkled, and he pushed down the brim of his hat. Even though he caught two more fish that were not too small, it was enough to make fish soup, braised in soy sauce and steamed, but he couldn't be happy at all. .

Until Lu Sheng put down his paintbrush, Xu Yao couldn't help but take another look from under the brim of his hat. There was still only the scenery, and he silently looked back.

After a while, Lu Sheng put down his brush and turned his drawing board to Xu Yao, "Yaoyao, take a look, is the drawing okay?"

Xu Yao's eyes were still on the lake, without looking back, he said perfunctorily, "The painting is beautiful."

"You haven't seen it yet, so you said it looks good." Lu Sheng handed the drawing board to him again.

"I saw it when you drew it just now. The lake surface is beautiful, the weeping willows are beautiful, the red house is beautiful, and the sun is also beautiful." Xu Yao's tone of voice was not to be swayed, and his evaluation was very objective.

"But I still think the people in the painting look better," Lu Sheng put the drawing board in front of Xu Yao's eyes, "Does the painting look like it?"

The surface of the lake under Xu Yao's eyes was suddenly covered by the drawing board, replaced by an oil painting. He closed his eyes and opened them again, staring straight at the painting on the drawing board.

The scenery is still the same as before, but this time, he is also in the painting.

"What you drew just now, wasn't it a landscape painting?" Xu Yao was still looking at the painting.

Lu Sheng didn't know why, every time he was with Xu Yao, he couldn't help breaking the calm expression on his face, wanting to see more of his emotions.

Now he looked at Xu Yao's eye corners which he had managed to bend again, and his mood also improved a lot. He raised his hand and straightened the brim of his hat again, "It was agreed before, you go fishing, and I will draw yours."