fail love

Hushan Tianjie is connected to the City Cultural Center and City Library in front of Hushan Mountain, and half a street away is the Children’s Palace, which is the main cultural activity place in Z City. Many people walk and play here on weekends. All parents with children.

A black and low-key commercial vehicle was parked on the side of the road. The driver looked at the back row. The man on the brown leather seat didn't even raise his head. His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were still fixed on the computer on the shelf. , took out a hand in his busy schedule and gestured to the driver.

The vehicle started to move slowly again. The driver didn't understand why Yan Shu was so busy. He even spent a few minutes looking for a parking space to deal with work, but he insisted on squeezing out a whole Saturday to participate in a young art exhibition. Exhibition of hands.

The driver doesn't know much about the field of art. In his eyes, all the paintings are only like photos.There are large-scale promotional posters outside the art exhibition hall, on which are printed the printed versions of the main paintings on display. He glanced at them hastily, and found that the patterns on the paintings are distorted and strange in shape, and the colors are bright and bold. In his mind, this category is divided into It's not like the kind of work that is smeared in photos.

It is difficult to find a parking space on weekends, and there is an art exhibition in the exhibition hall. The driver had to turn around twice before finding a parking space in the corner and parking.

The driver turned his head again to remind Yan Shu that this time Yan Shu had already closed his computer, and he was probably answering a message with his mobile phone in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips.

After Yan Shu left, the driver was so bored, he got out of the car and found a place to squat down to smoke. He didn't even understand what Yan Shu was laughing after taking two puffs.

The exhibition hall is very large. Some familiar works of the town hall are still displayed on the first floor. On the second floor, there is an exhibition of Tao Zhi's personal paintings.

Yan Shu was wearing a smoky blue long windbreaker with a black turtleneck sweater inside. He threw away his business clothes for a more casual and modest outfit, which complemented the environment of the exhibition hall.The lights in the museum hit him, making people feel that he is more valuable than a work of art.

Tao Zhi's paintings are magnificent and treacherous, the overwhelming colors occupy the entire empty canvas, people are only the size of a bean, wandering alone like a wandering soul.The cold lighting covered the entire exhibition hall with a layer of frost-like cold moonlight. Walking in it is like falling into a dreamland of cold sleep.

Painting is the projection of the painter's mind. Tao Zhi once told him that he is not good at imagining, but his brain is always in a state of overexcitement, so reality will become distorted in his eyes.

The further you go in, the purer and cleaner the colors of the paintings, and some simple landscape paintings appear. It is obvious that the paintings in this form of expression are closer to life, and more people stop and look at the paintings inside.

Tao Zhi didn't tell him his specific location, he asked Yan Shu to find himself.Yan Shu walked to the center of the second floor, Tao Zhi still disappeared, but he was not in a hurry, he enjoyed the process of hide-and-seek, Tao Zhi might appear at the next corner, this joy of surprise greatly occupied his heart .

Unfortunately, it was not Tao Zhi who appeared at the next corner, but Wang Siyu.

Wang Siyu saw him as if he had seen a ghost, and his first reaction was to curse softly, "It's weird, I can see you here too."

Wang Siyu still remembers how Yan Shu made things difficult for him at the gate of the police station last time. When he saw Yan Shu, he wanted to hide like a mouse seeing a cat. Go sideways.

"Are you coming to the exhibition too?" Yan Shu didn't have much emotional fluctuations, and the tone of his speech seemed to meet a familiar good friend, "Have you met Tao Tao?"

Wang Siyu's raised legs paused for a moment, and he backed up again, folded his hands on his chest, and said angrily, "No, don't worry, I didn't tell him I was coming, I came secretly."

Yan Shu was quite surprised by this answer. According to Wang Siyu's personality, it was really strange that he didn't pester Tao Zhi to bring him to join in the fun.

Yan Shu looked at Wang Siyu carefully, Wang Siyu's state was a bit strange.Although he still had a domineering air when he spoke, his energy seemed to be exhausted, and the depression on his face couldn't be concealed, and he seemed bluffing.

Wang Siyu's face was frighteningly pale, without a trace of blood. He was already tall, and his weight loss was particularly obvious. In the cold winter weather, he only wore a thin sweater in early spring. The empty sweater hung on his body, and his blood vessels were so cold. blue.

Yan Shu stared at Wang Siyu hesitantly, Wang Siyu sensed Yan Shu's gaze, he "squeaked", turned his head and said impatiently: "Don't look at me like this, I tell you, I'm not a long-term person, before I did like Tao Zhi, but I'm a scumbag, liking someone is just a novelty for a while."

"I know." Yan Shu said lightly, "That's why I don't like you very much, but Tao Tao has few friends, and I don't want to interfere with his making friends, but that doesn't prevent me from disliking you."

"...Come on." Wang Siyu was quite annoyed. He rumpled his hair. He didn't know how he survived this period of time, and he didn't know what his fate would be when he walked out of this exhibition hall. Where, "Just watch my jokes, it's really boring, if you have everything, don't take me as a thorn in your side, sometimes I'm really jealous of you."

Both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Wang Siyu said dryly: "Actually, I lied to you before..."

Yan Shu was half a head taller than Wang Siyu, and when his eyes looked down slightly, he felt full of oppression. He had his hands in his pockets, his face was calm, but his hands in his pockets were already clenched into fists, and his veins were protruding one by one. It seemed that the fist would appear on Wang Siyu's face in the next second.

"I know that too." Yan Shu replied coldly, "I was indeed deceived by you for a while, and it was because I was stupid that I actually believed what you said."

Wang Siyu is completely speechless, he has done a lot of bastard things, all of them are evil, but he has been living in such a muddle-headed way all the time, drunk with money and feasting, and occasionally recalling the quiet years of high school, to make innocent for his absurd behavior cover up.

If it was placed before, Wang Siyu would not take these things to heart at all. Who told him to be born into a wealthy family?His father is an asshole for everything, only money can really make money. Standing on the high platform where money is piled up, he has the right to be lawless.

The present is not what it used to be, and people will regret it when they are down and down. He recalled the scenes of the past in high school, and under the corrupt life lies, he indeed gave birth to some rare and precious sincerity.

"I'm leaving. You don't remember villains. I was an asshole before. You..." Wang Siyu lowered his head and slammed Yan Shu's shoulder away, "You guys have a good time."

Yan Shu turned his head slightly, and Wang Siyu's back also looked lonely. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now he realized that Wang Siyu was walking with a limp, and he didn't know what happened to him.

This episode passed quickly, Yan Shu slowly turned his head and walked in the opposite direction from Wang Siyu.

Walking to the center of the exhibition hall, Yan Shu was presented with a huge painting, which was hung on the central wall.

The background color of the painting is extremely bright, and the bright yellow and red colors overlap, rendering a gorgeous and bright color, which is as bright and brilliant as the newborn dazzling early sun, and in the dazzling light, there is a dark silhouette on the far left of the canvas, with facial features It is as difficult to distinguish as dizzy in the ink. In the left chest of the figure, various dark colors are coiled, a beam of light passes through it, and the light like a sharp sword is twisted into a burning flame at the end.

Yan Shu approached the painting step by step, and the colors of the oil paint kept pressing on him, until his sight was full of colors interlaced with light and dark. A small information board was pasted palely under the painting. The painting was named "Der Liebling".

Yan Shu's pupils were punctured suddenly, and quickly tightened to a point, the flames on the painting spread out and burned through his left atrium.

His lower back was bumped, Tao Zhi suddenly poked his face out from behind, and said with a smile, "You caught me!"

The smile on Tao Zhi's face was pure and clean, Yan Shu's hands were trembling slightly, he barely stabilized himself, and gently hugged Tao Zhi.Tao Zhi was in his arms, looking so small, leaning softly on him, looking up at him quietly.

Yan Shu's throat tightened and his voice was harsh, "Why are you exhibiting this painting?"

Tao Zhi squeezed his knuckles, and he turned his head to stare at the painting in front of him. This painting has been completed for so long, and Tao Zhi has never thought of showing it publicly. To this day, he has forgotten that he started with What kind of thought do you put down your paintbrush.

The constantly torn canvas, sleepless sobs in the middle of the night, unbearable pain, hysterical resignation, and weakness from the sudden drop of light all combined into this painting.

"Because I want to turn the page." Tao Zhi clasped his hands in front of his chin, as if praying, "Since I got sick, I have never gotten out of that nightmare. for the false pleasure this dream brought me."

"However, it's different now." Tao Zhi put down his hands, turned his head and smiled at Yan Shu, his two beautiful eyes curved into an arc, "I want to love the real you."

"You who are real and touchable." Tao Zhi held Yan Shu's hand carefully, and the ring on his right hand was attached to Yan Shu's fingers. It was not cold, but was warmed by Tao Zhi's body temperature. "Meinlieber Liebhaber."

The fire in the atrium burned more intensely, the light fell into the eyes, burning a silver galaxy, thousands of flowers bloomed in Yan Shu's body, and in just a moment, a field of wild flowers bloomed.

"Küssmichsanft." Yan Shu's voice was deep and magnetic, and when he spoke German, his voice was like an elegant and thick cello sound. Tao Zhi trembled slightly and pursed his lips tightly.

Yan Shu bent down, Tao Zhi's translucent green eyes reflected his figure, drawing him closer little by little, Tao Zhi gently stood on tiptoe, their breaths were intertwined, and four lips touched each other moistly.

They kissed briefly in front of the painting. When they parted, Tao Zhi's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, only to realize later that he actually kissed in public.

The kissing partner is still Yan Shu, which he never dared to think about before.Tao Zhi held his face in both hands, his face was as red as a ripe tomato, it was so hot that he could fry eggs on it.

Little Tomato plunged into Yan Shu's arms and turned into a shy little Tomato.

The author says:

Der Liebling lover

MeinlieberLiebhaber. My dear love

Küssmichsanft. Kiss me softly