you are the strawberry flavor

Qi Shuyi stared at Zhang Yuan, with a slightly deliberate invitation in his lowered voice: "Please take a few days off and go somewhere with me."

Zhang Yuan always felt that he was insidious like this, and subconsciously shrank back.

"But near the end of the term, I have a very important..."

The word "examination" was submerged in Qi Shuyi's earnest gaze full of prayers.

It's the graduation season in June, and he's going to be promoted to a junior from a sophomore. It's just an exam, but for Qi Shuyi, this is the last chance he can try before graduation.

Zhang Yuan sucked his teeth, and thought for a while, thinking that if he asks for sick leave, Huo Hades will give him a chance to make up the exam, right?If it doesn't work, it will be rebuilt.

"to make."

Zhang Yuan's word "cheng" was successfully exchanged for Qi Shuyi's rare bright smile.

Seeing that people who usually don't smile much rarely show youthful vigor, Zhang Yuan feels that it is worth failing even if he really fails.

Originally, he thought that art students, especially those who paint oil paintings like Qi Shuyi, would definitely choose a place with picturesque landscapes if they want to sketch, but when he asked for leave the next day, he only carried a backpack and followed Qi Shuyi to the bus , when he bumped all the way to this simple town, he felt that he seemed to be wrong.

The small town looks simple, but it does not mean that there must be good mountains and rivers.

Isn't there another sentence, poor mountains and bad waters, and troublemakers.

It was dusk when I got off the bus, and when it was getting dark, Zhang Yuan had his wallet stolen before he got out of the station.

The old man in the guard room who doesn't even know how to use a mouse sips his tea, while emphasizing that the monitoring is just a decoration, and the computer is not even turned on at all, so Zhang Yuan admits it.

How the hell did he admit it?Not to mention money and bank cards, ID cards, exam admission tickets, how could he go back without these? !

Qi Shuyi helplessly grabbed Zhang Yuan who wanted to go up and smash the computer, turned around and walked out without even looking at the old man.

"I didn't expect you to still use a wallet in this day and age, so I didn't remind you that there are a lot of pickpockets at this station, and it's easy to lose your wallet."

Zhang Yuan was also depressed, and looked back at the empty station, feeling powerless and bewildered.

Qi Shuyi himself has been stolen here three times, knowing that the station here actually has some elements of acquiescence, it is impossible to adjust the surveillance, so he can only gently touch Zhang Yuan's head, as if comforting a pet with fried hair .

"It's okay. Ticket sales in the small town are very casual. If you don't look at your ID card, I'll take you to apply for a temporary ID card tomorrow. You can go back and apply for express delivery. It will come out in a week. You don't have to worry about the admission ticket and student ID card. The school's educational affairs I'll greet you over there, I'll make up for the lost money for a few days, double it, don't worry and don't be angry, okay?"

"But you have to transfer all the money from the bank card as soon as possible, change the account password, and call your parents to avoid being scammed."

Qi Shuyi's voice is very soft, and when coaxing people patiently, he can coax them into gentleness. Zhang Yuan exhaled, feeling a little more comfortable, and waved his hands: "My parents are smart, don't need to hit them."

"Then you don't get angry anymore, okay?"

Zhang Yuan let out a "hmm", and the blown hair was smoothed out quite a bit. He glanced back at the guard room viciously, turned angrily and walked to Qi Shuyi's side, and took the easel and paint kit he was carrying.

"Where do we live? I can't live in a hotel without an ID card."

Qi Shuyi looked at his natural expression when he took the easel, his eyes trembled, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed quickly, but Zhang Yuan couldn't see it.

Facing the setting sun, the two of them walked through the damp alley with easels and paintbrushes on their backs.

The more Zhang Yuan walked, the more he disliked it. The environment in Zhenzhong Village was worse. The unfinished buildings that were half demolished were just abandoned. The domestic garbage piled up at the entrance of the alley had already given off a rotten smell because it hadn’t had time to be collected at night. All the anger rushed to the top.

At first I thought this was just passing by, but who knew that Qi Shuyi actually stopped and started to set up an easel within a few steps!

"No, are you painting here?!"

A dark and dilapidated alley with no light, about twenty steps away from the entrance of the alley, you can still see a corner of the pile of garbage, can this be used as the background?

"Hmm..." Qi Shuyi raised his head, his eyes bent into crescents, "One hour is enough."

Now he finally knew what Qi Shuyi said to himself when he got off the car, "I will make you up later"!

Although he didn't want to, but facing Qi Shu's apologetic and longing eyes, Zhang Yuan finally endured it, took off his shirt according to his request, and put himself into the painting scene.

Qi Shuyi sat in the deepest part of the alley, most of his body was covered by the drawing board, so Zhang Yuan couldn't see his face, so naturally he couldn't see his flushed eye sockets that were about to shed tears, and his slightly agitated cheeks from clenching his teeth. Help, and hands that have been trembling slightly.

The promised hour was not bad, and when it was completely dark, Qi Shuyi put away his brush, stared at the completed painting, and shuddered uncontrollably!

A tear flowed down his cheek.

Staring at the painting for a full minute, Qi Shuyi took a deep breath, calmed down, raised his head and yelled to Zhang Yuan to stop, took the painting off the easel as if receiving some rare treasure, rolled it up Put it in the painting tube.

Zhang Yuan was almost paralyzed, and was finally able to finish. He hurriedly put down his arm and shook it. Seeing that he had put away the painting, he asked suspiciously: "I haven't read it yet, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Shuyi, who carefully put the painting tube aside, suddenly walked a few steps to his side, protected the back of his head with one hand, wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, and pressed him against the wall and kissed him deeply .

"Hey you……"

Zhang Yuan protested indistinctly, but he was firmly held down by him and couldn't move, so he could only passively grasp his white shirt and kiss deeply in this deserted alley.

Qi Shuyi's kiss today was more exciting than ever, as if he wanted to swallow Zhang Yuan alive, forcing him to use him as a source of breath, clinging to him tightly, with physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes due to lack of breath.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted. When Zhang Yuan felt that he was about to lose oxygen, Qi Shuyi let go of him, quickly buried his head on his shoulder, and smiled.

"Finally, I can come out..."

"Ah? Where did you go?" Zhang Yuan took a deep breath of fresh air, and was confused by his nonsensical words, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Shuyi didn't answer, but just kept tightening the hands holding him, and tightening again, Zhang Yuan, who was so strong, frowned slightly.

But he didn't want to push him away.

Zhang Yuan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then slowly raised his hand, and patted his back lightly, his voice was as gentle as possible: "I'm here."

"You'll always be here, right?"

"Ah."

"Zhang Yuan..."

"what?"

"us……"

"Here?" Zhang Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he twisted his arm and pressed it against the wall, "Qi Shuyi, here is..."

"I know," Qi Shuyi breathed heavily, pressing Zhang Yuan tightly, "It's right here, I will treat you well in the future."

"You fucking talk like a scumbag who abducts women into bed, okay?!"

"I waited for you a long time……"

Qi Shuyi leaned close to Zhang Yuan's ear, and blew lightly...

The humid air at night was mixed with the sounds in the dark alley, which inexplicably brought some ambiguity that made people blush and heartbeat.

……

Zhang Yuan leaned against the wall, his feet were a little weak and he couldn't stand, but he really disliked the environment, so he insisted on not sitting on the ground.

Qi Shuyi wiped the sweat off his forehead apologetically, and like a child who made a mistake, reached out and hooked his little finger.

"Can I still go..."

"What do you think? I'm not a coward!" Zhang Yuan glared at him, but it was not very threatening, but rather seductive.