Please don't be so hard on me!

Hearing Miao Cun's voice, Luo's father and Luo's mother were both surprised and happy, and they got up one after another to welcome him.Mother Luo wanted to hold his hand, but she was afraid of scaring him, so she could only clasp her hands uncontrollably, and looked at Miao Cun with a pair of shining eyes and concern: "Why is Miao Miao here? She came to see Luo Minghan." ?"

Miao Cun glanced at Luo Minghan, first obediently called out "Hi, Uncle and Auntie", and then replied: "I just happened to pass by, so I came over to have a look."

"Oh... By the way." Mother Luo nodded embarrassingly, not knowing who to comfort: "It's okay by the way, it's good, it's good..."

Complaining in his heart, he thought, Luo Minghan lied to her again, and he was in a relationship again. It was clearly not a good relationship, but in the end, it was just a "by the way" relationship!

"What were you guys talking about just now?" Miao Cun asked with a half-smile, "Brother Luo, what are you going to do when your eyes are healed?"

Although Luo Minghan couldn't see his expression clearly, he could tell from his tone that it was over.

The heart that had just stopped suddenly recovered, and he bit the bullet and explained: "It's nothing, just chatting."

Miao Cun took off his gloves, curled his lips and smiled slightly, saving face in front of his parents, and didn't ask any unnecessary words.

"Hey? Then do you have something to do tonight? If you have nothing to do, we will stay and have dinner together. Auntie just picked fresh vegetables and they are organic. Auntie planted them herself..." Mother Luo wanted to create opportunities for them.

But what if she works hard alone?What about Luo Minghan?Why is Luo Minghan silent?Mother Luo couldn't help but turned her head away angrily, and called him, "Luo Minghan!"

But he found Luo Minghan standing where he was, looking as if he was about to die.

She winked desperately, and it took a while to remember that her son was still blind.

Miao Cun has always respected his elders, no matter how upset he was, he couldn't show his face to Luo Minghan's parents, so he smiled: "No, I will go back to school later, and I will see you next time."

"That's right," Luo Minghan came to his senses, he leaped over, grabbed Mother Luo's shoulders and pushed him away: "He's not free at night, and I'm not free either. Go back and eat by yourself."

Mother Luo: "?"

"I'll go back to see you some other day when my eyes are better. I've made an appointment with a doctor, massage, and physical therapy." Luo Minghan didn't care about anything, and piled Luo's mother's scarves, satchels, hats and gloves into his mother's arms, coaxing Said: "Hey, you and my dad go home first, I have something to do with Miaomiao."

Miao Cun didn't understand his operation of driving away his own parents, and was a little stunned for a while,

"I……"

With a deep voice, Luo Minghan leaned into her ear and coaxed: "Don't make any trouble."

Luo's mother died down, and while wearing gloves, she muttered, "If you have anything to do, it won't interfere with dinner..."

Miao Cun also followed back to the entrance, apparently intending to go down with Luo's father and Luo's mother.Luo Minghan grabbed his hand and asked vigilantly, "Where are you going?"

Miao Cun was very polite: "I'll take my uncle and aunt downstairs."

Luo Minghan called out: "Lily!"

Lily trotted over, Luo Minghan frowned and whispered: "Go down with him, year-end bonus, understand?"

Lily nodded like a pounding garlic, understand, understand too much!

After entering the elevator, she was speechless for a while. Mother Luo had a lot of questions to ask, such as whether the two of them got back together, or were they just in touch, and they hadn't settled down yet. In fact, Cun didn't hear much, and when she explained it, it became self-defeating.Opening and closing her lips several times, Mother Luo finally swallowed all the words, turning them into a deep and earnest sigh.

"Auntie?" Miao Cun asked, looking into concern.

Feeling that Luo Minghan's eyes were hurting her, she comforted her: "Brother Luo didn't do it on purpose, he just kept it a secret because he was afraid that you would be worried, and the doctor said he would recover soon."

Mother Luo sighed again, and said softly, "I'm not worried about the eyes, I'm worried about when someone will want him..."

Miao Cun: "..."

Smiling and watching the car drive away, Lily's expression changed in seconds: "Don't leave, I won't be able to pay for my credit card if you leave!"

Miao Cun looked at her amusedly: "Don't worry, my schoolbags are all upstairs, and your year-end bonus won't go away."

Lily snorted.

As soon as the door was opened, Celine's briefcase was thrown into her arms before she happily reported to work——

"You can go too." Her boss said so coldly.

·

After all the people left, only Aunt Qian was left. She was very witty, and after making a pot of tea again, she hid in her room and did not come out.

Luo Minghan cleared his throat and asked uncomfortably, "What did you hear just now?"

"'Miao Cun is indeed in average condition'."

Luo Minghan held his forehead.

Miao Cun recounted leisurely: "Look, what about him, his family conditions are average, his height is barely 1.8 meters, his parents are not highly educated and high-ranking, and he entered the Academy of Fine Arts with an exception. Well, it has nothing to do with him, he is good at fighting, and his temper has nothing to do with gentleness and understanding..."

Luo Minghan's heart stopped again.

Good guy, not a word left.

Miao Cun took it seriously, and the anger that had been suppressed just now surged up again, and he said quite seriously: "I wanted to ask you, but I am such a person in your eyes. Thinking about it, it seems that what you said is the truth."

The original family is a mess, and he is not full of poetry and books like others or can understand stocks and solve calculus. It can’t be said to be gentle and lively, but at least it is dull and boring. He is really good at fighting, so there is still room for him to be with him. The risk of domestic violence, but whether men fight each other or domestic violence, I don't know how the law defines it...

"When did it become a fact?" Luo Minghan shot himself in the foot with a rock, and turned his back on what he said.

"I only have one seven nine."

"It can be longer."

"I'm really not good at culture, and I'm at the bottom of the class."

"But you're a genius."

"I'm really ignorant of the book, I think the earth is square."

"...that's a little too much."

"Okay, I lied to you, but I have a really bad temper."

Luo Minghan said without principle: "I like it when you lose your temper at me."

Miao Cun was shocked: "What's your hobby?"

"You have to lose your temper before I have a chance to coax you."

Miao Cun bit his lower lip and glanced down.

Luo Minghan pressed his lips against his ear, "Give me a chance, I like to coax you."

Not to mention one more thing, he really thinks Miao Cun's temper is cute, it's a kind of cold coquettish and coquettish, because it's so cute, sometimes he can't help but make Miao Cun angry on purpose.If he said so, Miao Cun would probably think he was abnormal.

"Then you like me because of my bad temper?"

Luo Minghan was stopped by his question, couldn't help lowering his face, and let out a silent laugh: "It's because you are you that I like you. If you are not you, put your bad temper, your appearance, your talent, your skin and body," gently sucked his lips, "Your mouth, your voice, your eyes are all given to someone else, even if they are given to the same person, I won't like him.  … and only like you."

Miao Cun was stunned, and a temperature rose from his heart, making his face, eye sockets and breathing all start to blaze and burn.He buried his face in Luo Minghan's arms, sniffed his breath, and thought to himself, it's not good, I'm afraid that being coaxed like this all the time will shorten my life.

"I felt very sad when I heard it." Miao Cun said frankly, "Don't say it next time, even if you're joking."

"Is it that serious?"

Miao Cun nodded.

"I was wrong." Luo Minghan hugged him regardless: "I was talking nonsense, I just wanted to hear them praise you."

"Then your method...is quite unique."

Luo Minghan had no choice but to say: "The aggressive method."

"Is it true that I don't see you? The person Auntie said is much better than me, and he is more suitable in the eyes of adults." Miao Cun's tone was light, making it difficult to guess whether he was serious or joking.

Luo Minghan did it to himself, and couldn't coax him well, so he could only use the most clumsy way to end the conversation——he held Miao Cun's face, and sealed his lips with a kiss.

Miao Cun didn't resist, and was kissed softly in his arms, his slender five fingers softly grabbing the front of his shirt.

When his lips parted, Luo Minghan hugged him tightly: "My mother came today to ask about you and Luo Yuanhe."

"She said it in the elevator just now."

Luo Minghan's heart tightened: "Then what did you say?"

"I said it was a misunderstanding."

"You went back to school yesterday..." Luo Minghan paused for a moment before asking the second part: "Have you met him?"

In fact, Miao Cun didn't hide it from him, he had already mentioned it on the phone before meeting, and he said "um", "We just had a meal together."

"Did he... say anything?"

"I talked a lot. I asked how your eyes are doing. We talked about some honor lawsuits. They also asked me about studying abroad."

It was already the end of the year, and this was Miao's last winter vacation in China.On the surface, Luo Minghan didn't ask anything, but privately asked Lily to check the winter vacation in Area C of France. As of the 24th, that is, late February at the latest, Miao Cun will go to France for school.

"When we arrived in France..." Luo Minghan said casually, hiding his restrained instructions: "Stay well in the dormitory."

There was something in his words, and he was afraid that Miao Cun would not understand, but also afraid that he would understand.

Miao Cun moved his mind and asked, "But we need a high degree of time freedom for painting, and Teacher Luo happens to have a vacant room."

Luo Minghan: "..."

"do you mind?"

Luo Minghan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pretended to be tolerant: "I don't mind."

"Are you really not worried?" Miao Cun breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "That's great, I and Teacher Luo face each other day and night. Although we are very innocent, it's best if you don't worry."

Luo Minghan has already started to get anxious. Mania is a brain that is active, and a small spark can start a prairie fire. Miao Cun's simple four words "together with each other day and night" have performed a thousand day and night scenes in Luo Minghan's mind. Version.He was sweating on his back, afraid that Miao Cun would notice, he could only take a deep breath almost imperceptibly, and then said in a deep voice, "I trust you."

"Aren't you jealous?" Miao Cun asked suspiciously.

Luo Minghan tried to be brave, and said coldly and indifferently: "I'm not going to be jealous of my own brother."

"Then I'm afraid I will betray your trust."

Luo Minghan was stunned, and his arms around him tightened abruptly: "What do you mean?"

"I'm going to Russia, your trust is useless."

During the ups and downs, Luo Minghan's heart sometimes contracted and sometimes relaxed, convulsing so hard that his heart felt tight and uncomfortable.He should have been pleasantly surprised, but there was no expression on his face, he just asked in a low voice: "...Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

Miao Cun said innocently: "I just want to hear you say that you care about me, so..." He leaned into his ear and whispered: "I used a little aggressive method."

So familiar.

Isn't this the sin I committed just now?Luo Minghan took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, he pushed Miao Cun down on the sofa, and kept kissing his cheek.

A light kiss landed on Miao Cun's eyebrows, nose, and lips, and his big hands played mischievously on him: "Why didn't you know you held grudges like this before?"

Miao Cun was terribly ticklish in a few places, he couldn't stand being teased, itched and unbearable, he couldn't hide and couldn't dodge, he panted and laughed and said intermittently: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, Brother Luo... ..."

The dark blue one-neck sweater he was wearing showed his snow-white neck crookedly while dodging and struggling. Luo Minghan held it just right, and covered it with his hot palm, forcing Miao Cun to turn his head, kissing as if there was no land. Lingering on the skin behind his ears, accompanied by his panting.

"Don't..." Sensing his intentions, Miao Cun panicked, and couldn't stop looking at the corridor connected to the housekeeper's room: "Aunt Qian...Aunt Qian will come out..."

Luo Minghan said concisely: "She won't."

The creaking sound of the caramel-colored leather sofa made people's faces flush when they were rubbed against each other.Fearing that he would make some strange and terrible sound, Miao Cun put his flexed index finger knuckles into his lips, biting hard, after a while, Luo Minghan put aside his hand and kissed him hard.

Miao Cun burst into tears, but Luo Minghan still didn't let him go, kissed Miao Cun's tears and thin sweat, leaned into his ear and whispered to him, calling him baby, saying: "I really regret that I didn't when I was in Xishuangbanna..."

The last two words were light and obscene, but they were sent into Miao Cun's ear close to his ear, and Miao Cun's pupils were dilated, and he couldn't make a sentence. When he punched and kicked him, Luo Minghan easily used only one palm He bound his wrists.

"That's it..." With a smile in his eyes, he teased and coaxed softly: "Your voice is so hoarse, how can my aunt think I bully you."

Aunt Qian opened the door a crack several times, trying to go out to prepare dishes for dinner, but she always retreated silently.

It was also dark.

Miao Cun couldn't even lift his fingers, so Luo Minghan carried him to the bathroom to rinse.He looked familiar, as if his eyes had healed.

"Are you lying to me?" Miao Cun looked into his eyes, "In fact, your eyes have healed a long time ago?"

Luo Minghan hooked his lips: "No, I bumped and fell several times in the bathroom at first."

Miao Cun didn't expect it, and was silent for a while: "Why don't you let Uncle Ze help you?"

"I helped once or twice, but I'm not used to it."

"You should let me help you."

Luo Minghan put foam on him, and laughed when he heard the words: "Don't you think I'm playing a hooligan?"

"I'll help."

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

Miao Cun listened carefully.

"Every day, every minute when you are in my house, I want to kiss you, kiss you, hug you, and imagine possessing you over and over like now, but I know that your heart is with Luo Yuanhe, so I have been holding back and stepping back. In the end, my only wish is to receive the New Year's card from you in the future, and to see you again. If you are really so merciful and come to help me take a bath, then you have mistrusted me," Luo Minghan said in his eyes With a calm and thick cloud, he looked at Miao Cun sharply and possessively, "I will fuck you so hard that you can't even crawl out of the bathroom, even if I can't see anything."

The fingertips trembled inexplicably, Miao Cun swallowed, and his Adam's apple fell under Luo Minghan's fingertips.

Luo Minghan gently touched the roll of his Adam's apple and swallowed, his eyes softened: "I always feel that I have been schizophrenic recently, not a dream, because the dream does not have such a good logic, but if it is me who is schizophrenic, then explain Makes sense, I'll set up a perfect, logical world where you come back to me and love only me."

He pulled out a large and thick bath towel from the towel rack, wrapped Miao Cun to dry him, and hugged him horizontally: "Please, if it's schizophrenia, I hope the doctor won't cure me."

Miao Cun thought for a long time before he realized that warm water would also hurt a person covered in bruises, and that sudden warmth would also hurt a person walking alone in the ice and snow.

·

In December, there was a light snowfall, and the small leafy plants in the garden were covered with a layer of crystal clear snow. In the mini vegetable shed I opened in the backyard, the green vegetables were still firm.Mother Luo bent down and got out of the shed, and saw Miao Cun with his hands in his pockets, waiting for her with a smile.

Miao Cun didn't stay for a long time, but it was only time for a cup of tea. Before leaving, he hugged Luo's father and Luo's mother one by one.

When he got into the taxi, the hard and moist thing in his palm was warmed by his covering.

Vice President Xin handled the procedures for going to Russia for him. Hearing that Miao Cun had figured it out, he immediately wrote an eloquent recommendation letter in Russian, and personally selected a collection of works for Miao Cun. In a hurry, with the in-depth cooperative relationship between the college and Repin, and Xin Yinong's right to speak, Miao Cun soon received Repin's notice.

After he moved out from Luo Yuanhe, he didn't look for another house. Although Matt said that the first floor was still vacant and he was welcome to move back, he still lived in the dormitory.

Knowing that Miao Cun abandoned France to go to Repin, not only the whole department was boiling, even the roommates in the dormitory stopped being eccentric, and instead asked uncertainly: "Don't you feel it is a loss?"

A country's artistic and cultural status and worldwide influence are deeply tied to its national strength. Even though Russians have a long history of art and brilliant and rich literary treasures, when mentioned in the long river of history, people know more about it. It is a legacy of the Tsarist Empire and the Soviet Union. It is a contemporary art after entering the Russian Federation. It is a typical wine in the deep alley. It is known to be a good thing, but it is obviously not popular in the international art market. Instead, it is frequently suppressed. price.

So Professor Xin Yinong was right when he said that to go to Russia, what is needed is a seedling that is more tolerant of loneliness.There are no cultural salons where celebrities come and go in Paris, no flashing lights and champagne, only the gloomy realism tradition on the Volga.

Miao Cun looked back, raised his lips and smiled: "It's not a loss."

From the moment he stood on that glacier, from the moment when he drew the majestic vitality of the city during the spring flood, he knew that it was exactly what he liked.

Living in the dormitory, he could not stay up all night and draw as he wanted. After the lights were turned off, Miao Cun hung up his earphones to learn Russian.It was enough to learn English at the beginning, but now asking him to learn those retroflex sounds is simply fatal. In his dream, he was rolling his tongue trying to pronounce rrrrrr.

When the vibration of the mobile phone woke Miao Cun from his dream, the Russian pronunciation was still mechanically repeated in the earphones. He glanced at it and saw that it was Luo Minghan.

"Hello." He whispered under the blanket.

At 03:30 in the morning, Luo Minghan called for some reason.

"Did it wake you up?"

An obvious question, but Miao Cun snorted with a smile, "No, I just haven't slept yet."

The person on the opposite bed muttered, "It's so noisy."

Miao Cun paused, lowered his voice even more, and said into the receiver of the mobile phone: "Wait for me."

Even with underfloor heating, it still takes a lot of courage to get up from the bed in such cold weather. Miao Cun took a deep breath, got out of bed in one go, and wrapped himself in a down jacket.

As soon as he entered the closed bathroom, the echo in the earpiece deepened, making Miao Cun's voice even more unreal.

"It's so late, why do you suddenly want to find me?"

"miss you."

In fact, Miao Cun would go to see him to accompany him every day after class, but would come back to sleep at night.In other words, "It's only been five hours since you last saw me."

"Five hours too."

"I'm so cold, if you don't tell the truth, I'm going to freeze to death." Miao Cun flirted with him softly, obediently.

Luo Minghan paused for a few breaths: "I just woke up suddenly. I want to make sure."

In the quiet night, his voice was low and hoarse.

"Confirm what?"

"Make sure I'm not dreaming, or really sick."

Miao Cun didn't expect that he would worry about gains and losses to such an extent, he was silent for a while, his heart seemed to be soaked in broken ice, floating and sinking.

But Luo Minghan was more worried about gains and losses. He smiled and asked mockingly: "Or, you are actually going to leave me, that's why you treat me so well, so that you won't feel guilty or guilty when you leave in the future."

"Do not think too much."

Luo Minghan remembered that during the follow-up visit that day, he asked Dr. Zhao a ridiculous question, "Did he lie to me to make my eyes get better quickly?" He asked Dr. Zhao: "My eyes are still there. How long will it be broken?"

It's very subtle, he doesn't ask how long it will take to get better, but instead asks how long it will take to get bad, as if these countdown days are the days he cherishes most.

Poor Dr. Zhao not only wants to be an ophthalmologist, but also a heart doctor.

His patient is strong and fragile, and he is strong. After nearly a month of blindness, he was neither arrogant nor impatient, nor discouraged. He waited patiently, just like waiting for a long-term fund, and he firmly believed that the dawn would come .But he is so fragile, he doesn't care about his eyes, he cares about whether or not he stays alone.

"I don't think he's trying to lie to you," Dr. Zhao pushed his glasses, and said to his patient in a strict and gentle manner, "But if he's willing to lie to this extent in order to make your eyes look better, I think it's enough for you to be happy." .”

After hanging up the phone, Luo Minghan sat quietly in the dark for a while.

It wasn't that difficult to fall asleep again, so when his body was pressed by something cold and warm, he was a little dazed for a moment.

He touched his chin, shoulders, and arms with his backhand, and pinched the tip of his palm, coldly.

It's Miao Cun.

The down jacket was taken off, and slipped from the bed to the floor, Miao Cun was covered in wind and snow.

Luo Minghan came to his senses completely, wrapped Miao Cun under the blanket, wrapped his hands and feet into his arms, and warmed him with his own body.

"Why are you here?"

"I took a taxi and waited for half a day, and the price was doubled."

"I mean, why did you come here suddenly?"

"You missed me, and it's not far away, so you came here." Miao Cun said nonchalantly, as if it wasn't a big deal.

He walked in a hurry, forgot to take his gloves, and his fingers were almost frozen off by the iron railings when he climbed over the wall.

Luo Minghan was silent for a long time, "You're like this, I really think I'm schizophrenic." He said dumbfoundedly.

Fate is too kind to him, isn't it?

"Brother Luo, I brought something that can bring you from dream to reality, like the spinning top in Inception." Miao Cunshen said mysteriously.

"What is it?"

Miao Cun stuffed his arm into his palm.

When Luo Minghan touched the object on his wrist, it was hard and cold, but under the caress of his fingertips, it gradually became warm and moist.

He froze solidly.

"I went to ask my aunt for it that day. I said, auntie, can you lend me to wear the jade bracelet you gave me before? I think it's very beautiful. Fortunately, my aunt didn't take me as a scammer." Miao Cunguai said cutely, "She took me upstairs and found it from the bedside cabinet in your room. I didn't notice it when I went there before. It turns out that there are photos of you in high school on your bedside table."

Luo Minghan only felt a sharp sore on the tip of his nose.

"You saw it." It was his favorite photo in the past. It was captured by others when he was playing basketball. He was holding the ball, looking back on the court, with his lips pursed, and his vigor and arrogance could be seen.

But last time, Miao Cun didn't seem to see it, or if he saw it, he turned his eyes away in a bland manner, and didn't stay for a second, so of course he didn't ask a word, asking who gave it to him. You shoot, are you a good player?Did you win that game?

Miao Cun leaned into his arms and nodded: "If I went to the same high school as you, I would like you too."

"Don't you like Luo Yuanhe?" Luo Minghan held back his sourness and smiled casually: "I got into a fight with him, who are you helping?"

"Help you." Miao Cun said, "Who made me wear your bracelet."

Luo Minghan held his wrist, feeling the jadeite bracelet gradually becoming warm in his palm. This is a hard and clear jade, which is fragile because it is too hard, and the owner will take good care of it for the rest of his life.

"When I left that day, my aunt said that I paid it once, and I can't pay it a second time, otherwise she will be angry."

"She's annoying when she's angry."

"Can't even coax you well?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Then do you still think it's a dream?"

Luo Minghan took his hand and kissed Jade and his wrist: "No."

"Then the taxi fare is 130 four, and I will be reimbursed."