Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Lancheng is warmer and more humid than Xuancheng, and the two went for a walk to the beach with the people in the youth hostel in the afternoon.

Those people talk and do things very casually, with a kind of artist's free and easy in it.Take the two of them through the streets and alleys of Lancheng, and introduce this historic city to them.

Most of the buildings here have existed for hundreds of years, but they don't make people feel old. Instead, they exude a simple and elegant atmosphere, full of a sense of story.

This made Wen Xiaoyu not put down the camera all the way.

A ray of sunshine on the corner of the street, children running in the alley, and snails crawling slowly on the moss-covered walls are all the protagonists in his shots.

The group was tired from walking, so they rested and chatted in a cafe on the street.

Han Chi talked the most. Fortunately, he was humorous and not annoying.Li Jiao always choked on him, saying that he didn't have any artistry.

The two have known each other the longest and have the strongest relationship.Through their mutual complaints, Wen Xiaoyu learned that Han Chi is a well-known dancer and Li Jiao is a violinist.

Like Wen Xiaoyu, they all came to Lancheng to seek inspiration, but they were attracted by this place as soon as they came, and they didn't leave after staying for half a year.

One of them is also engaged in photography, named Bai An, a student of the Film Academy.Because of the similar age, they chatted well with Wen Xiaoyu, and the two exchanged a lot of experience in photography.

When Wen Xiaoyu was chatting with them, He Xiran sat aside and watched obediently.Even though he didn't quite understand those technical terms, it still didn't prevent Wen Xiaoyu's image from adding a bit of charm to him, so much so that the eyes that looked at him were shining with admiration and pride.

Wen Xiaoyu also paid some attention to He Xiran, and from the corner of the eye, he found that he was looking at her obediently and dumbly, and couldn't help feeling cute.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Xiaoyu added some fruit tea to his cup.

"Miss you." He Xiran subconsciously told the truth.

It took two seconds to realize that the whole table was looking at him, he reacted suddenly, the blush on his face instantly burned to the base of his ears, he hung his head and twisted his fingers, not knowing what to do.

This small appearance made everyone else laugh, especially Li Jiao, who smiled like her aunt.

Wen Xiaoyu rubbed his head, slid his palms to the back of his neck to comfort him, and said to the others with a smile on his face: "Thin-skinned, I'm laughing at you."

In the evening, they set off to the beach again. Wen Xiaoyu didn't take any photos during this journey, and just concentrated on walking He Xiran by the arm.

Although I was not too restrained when I was at home, I just felt more free in such a strange place.Even if someone stared at their hands, the two never let go from the beginning to the end.

Some people have already lit a bonfire on the beach, singing and dancing together.The salty sea breeze blew through everyone's hair, and they were all laughing.

The sky was about to get dark, and the dark blue clouds spread to the end of the sky, merging with the sea.The firelight made those smiling faces even brighter and more contagious.

Han Chi and the others also joined those people. They seemed to be old acquaintances, and naturally formed a small song and dance troupe.

Li Jiao played the violin freely and freely, and there were other concertos such as flute, guitar, and snare drum. The styles are different, but they form an incomparably harmonious picture.

Wen Xiaoyu took a lot of photos, looking at the vivid scenes in the viewfinder, and also at the smiling He Xiran.

As if feeling that he was looking at her, He Xiran turned his face sideways and looked at him through the camera.

Wen Xiaoyu, who was holding the camera, was completely different from usual. He obviously had calm brows and a calm expression.If you look carefully, a pair of black and white eyes are like obsidian, scorching hot to the heart.

He Xiran looked at him, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xiaoyu put away the camera and walked over to ask him.

He Xiran hooked his fingers and played with him for a while, then raised his head and asked thoughtfully, "Wen Xiaoyu, why are you completely different from usual when you are shooting?"

Hearing him ask this question, Wen Xiaoyu thought to himself, finally asked on the right path.

"It's always like this when people are doing what they like." Wen Xiaoyu said seriously, "It's like every time you step on the stage or in my camera, you always have light on your body. "

He Xiran seemed to understand what he was saying, and he was silent for a long time with downcast eyes, and then asked, "What about when I play the piano?"

"Everything is perfect for you playing the piano." Wen Xiaoyu considered his words carefully, "but that kind of perfection is too empty, you should understand that kind of 'emptiness' better than me."

After his words fell for a long time, He Xiran didn't speak any more, but just silently looked at the singing and dancing crowd, wondering what he was thinking.

After the night fell completely, the singing and dancing gradually subsided. Everyone sat on the beach drinking and chatting. Many people talked about their experiences or life like telling stories.

Their souls are all lonely but free. They come from all over the world, pursuing their own dreams, or just pursuing themselves.

He Xiran leaned on Wen Xiaoyu's shoulder, fascinated by what he heard, this was a world of people and world he had never been in contact with.Perhaps he had longed for it, but he had been locked in that dark small building for too long, and he didn't dare to do anything other than wrap himself tightly, and he didn't dare to try.

The firewood in the bonfire crackled, he got up silently, and walked away.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at his back, and when he was about to walk out of the flames, raised the camera and pressed the shutter.

He thought that his teenager was turning into a butterfly, and he might be confused during the process, but one day he would break free from the shackles and embrace what he really wanted, and he would definitely accompany him to complete this process.

The two walked one after the other, the fire and sound were left behind.Until the only sound left in his ears was the sound of rolling waves, He Xiran finally stopped, sat down facing the sea, and his eyes fell on the sparkling sea.

Wen Xiaoyu sat beside him and heard him ask: "Wen Xiaoyu, did you do it on purpose? You brought me to such a place on purpose, and let me meet so many people on purpose. What do you want to do?"

"You know what I want to do." Wen Xiaoyu turned his face, looked at him quietly and said, "I want you to do what you like, be with the person you like, and live the life you like."

He Xiran pursed her lips, her eyes filled with moonlight and tears.When Wen Xiaoyu wrote the last word, he leaned over and kissed her.

The moment the lips touched, Wen Xiaoyu took back the initiative, pinched the back of his head, and deepened the kiss.

The sound of the waves is getting farther and farther away, and there are only two people breathing indiscriminately.Wen Xiaoyu didn't let go until she was about to suffocate if she didn't separate, hugged him into her lap, and stroked his back to give him comfort.

He Xiran leaned in his arms, lost his mind for a long time, and murmured, "Wen Xiaoyu, have you ever kissed someone else?"

"Huh?" Wen Xiaoyu didn't expect him to ask this at such a moment, and replied in a daze, "No."

"You're lying." He Xiran straightened up, held his face in his hands, and asked displeasedly, "Then why did you do that?"

Wen Xiaoyu laughed and said: "He Xiran, please be reasonable, if you don't know it yourself, don't you allow others to do it?"

He Xiran looked at him seriously, but his eyes were too clear and calm, there was no sign of lying at all, so he was slowly relieved.

"I don't know, you have to teach me." He Xiran stroked Wen Xiaoyu's eyebrows, pressed his lips between his straight eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, and then came to the corners of his lips, gently kissing Wen Xiaoyu's lips. Rubbing on lips.

The tips of their noses were filled with each other's hot breath, and their eyes met each other, entangled.

"You still say you can't? You are the best at grinding people." Wen Xiaoyu's voice was hoarse, with one hand wrapped around his waist, and the other squeezed his chin, "Open your mouth."

……

The next morning, the hostel's artists were stuck in a cycle of hangovers again.

Although Wen Xiaoyu didn't drink alcohol, someone learned to do bad things, and excitedly pestered him until the middle of the night, so that his plan to take pictures of the sunrise in the morning almost fell through.

"It's too early, it's not yet dawn." He Xiran rubbed his eyes and complained behind him.

"Isn't that nonsense, why should I take pictures of the sunrise when it's dawn?" Wen Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to remind him when he reached the door of the youth hostel, "Pay attention to the threshold."

"Hold me over there." He Xiran simply stood there with his eyes closed, and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Trouble." Wen Xiaoyu bent over to wrap his waist around him, and carried him over with one hand.

He Xiran yelled and laughed a couple of times when he flew into the air, put his legs directly on Wen Xiaoyu's body, held his face and kissed him.

"Don't make trouble." Wen Xiaoyu leaned sideways against the wall, supported him with both hands, and kissed him helplessly and indulgently.

When it was hard to part, the wooden door next to him suddenly rang, and Bai An, who was also carrying a camera, came out from inside, and was startled when he saw the two entangled in the darkness, and froze in place.

He Xiran hurriedly jumped off Wen Xiaoyu, wiped his mouth, and hid behind him.

Wen Xiaoyu cleared his throat and said hello, "Going out to take pictures?"

"Mm...hmm." Bai An hesitated twice, then turned around and walked back sullenly, "I forgot something, go back and get it."

His back was flustered, and he seemed to be running away.

What a fucking embarrassment.Wen Xiaoyu glanced at He Xiran, but she didn't know that the other party was covering her mouth for fun, and she wasn't embarrassed at all.

"This cheek is getting thicker." Wen Xiaoyu pinched him on the face.

The seaside was colder in the morning than at night, and the sea breeze was bitingly chilly, but unexpectedly many people came.

Some, like Wen Xiaoyu, came to take pictures of the sunrise and take a walk, and some sat on the beach to meditate, or simply watched the sunrise in a daze.

This is a very good photographic material other than the sunrise. Wen Xiaoyu looked at these people in different states in the viewfinder, and finally moved slowly to He Xiran.

He was looking at the rising sun on the sea, raised his hand and spread his five fingers, and the sunlight left bright marks on his face through the fingers.

He scratched and showed a mischievous smile, his amber eyes were full of childishness, as if he wanted to grab the sunshine into his hand and keep it in his palm forever.

This person deserves the best things in the world, Wen Xiaoyu thought, because his existence itself is so beautiful.

"I'll charge you for sneak shots again." He Xiran walked over and looked at the photos in his camera, "Such a good shot? Can it be sold for 1 yuan?"

"What are you thinking?" Wen Xiaoyu smiled and flicked his forehead, "I want to keep this one for myself, not sell it."

"No! Wouldn't that be a waste of my beauty?" He Xiran snarled, "You have to sell it! You have to give me all the money."

Wen Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows: "So overbearing? You don't even save any hard work?"

"Where is the hard work, do you know that you will have to pay your salary in the future? I will give you some pocket money when I am happy. If you dare to make me unhappy, you will have no money to pay if you want to go out and drink with your buddies. "

At the end of He Xiran's speech, he couldn't stand up from laughing.

"I learned it from some [-] o'clock TV series. It's a set of tricks." Wen Xiaoyu strangled his shoulders and rubbed his head vigorously.

The two had been arguing for a long time, and He Xiran had laughed enough, lying in Wen Xiaoyu's arms, and said yearningly:

"I want to buy a house here in the future, just the two of us. Come to the beach to watch the sunrise in the morning, I will cook for you at noon, and the two of us will watch movies on the sofa at night. This is the life I want to live .”

His voice was as warm as the warm sun, and after he finished speaking, he raised his head to look at Wen Xiaoyu, obsessed with his response.

He always seemed so stubborn that it was impossible to misunderstand his demands.In fact, he didn't even realize that the life he wanted couldn't be simpler, but he thought he would never have it.

"Okay, we'll live like this from now on." Wen Xiaoyu lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose.

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