single sickness

At the end of the afternoon class, Uncle Li saw the portrait that Uncle Zhang had painted for himself, and almost went to the hospital again out of anger.

After finally sending away the pair of living treasures, the studio was finally clean.Meng Yun helped Xiang Mo pack the painting tools, while the third sister lay on the window sill with nothing to do, lazily basking in the sun.

"The restaurant opposite is so popular."

Putting the last drawing board into the studio, Meng Yun clicked her tongue while looking at the Bajin restaurant across the street.

Usually, every four o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a queue at the door of the Bajin Restaurant.Today, the seats at the entrance of the restaurant can no longer hold so many people, and the end of the queue extends all the way to the end of the street.

"Come here because of the name." With such a great recommendation, it is only natural that the business will explode.

Xiang Mo hugged the third sister into his arms, walked to the gate of the small courtyard and looked at the end of the queue. The third sister twisted twice and found a comfortable position in his arms.

Looking at the end of the street, his eyes were suddenly interrupted by a figure walking towards him. Du Chi carried a canvas bag on one shoulder and a grocery bag in his hand, and walked towards Xiang Mo.

Compared to riding that heavy motorcycle, Du Chi mostly went out on foot, as if he didn't go very far.

Walking to the gate of the small courtyard, he looked at the people queuing up across the way, and said to Xiang Mo in a nonchalant manner, "It won't be easy to come out in the future."

Xiang Mo immediately understood Du Chi's meaning. He was talking about the fact that the two of them would go against the flow of people and leave the Bajin restaurant every time.

In fact, if you really want to come out, you can always squeeze it out, and it is not a huge difficulty.Besides, Xiang Mo withdrew his gaze from the queue, looked at Du Chi and said, "Isn't there you?"

Du Chi smiled softly: "You want me to hold you again?"

Xiang Mo didn't answer, he turned around and went back to the yard with his third sister in his arms.

Maybe it was because there were no outsiders in the whole building, Meng Yun let go a lot, and greeted Du Chi when she saw Du Chi: "Master's wife is good."

Du Chi, who was following behind Xiang Mo, paused and raised his eyebrows: "Master?"

"They were yelling nonsense." Xiang Mo turned around quickly, interrupting their conversation.Not paying attention to one of his hands, the third sister jumped out of his arms, returned to the window sill, and yawned lazily.

"Really?" Du Chi showed a thoughtful expression, "It's okay."

Xiang Mo: "..." Do you want to cooperate like this, what about your dignity?

"Will Mistress come to be a model tomorrow afternoon?" Meng Yun asked, "Many students will come."

"Dang." Du Chi quickly adapted to the title, "Tomorrow afternoon, you will teach the teacher how to draw the human body's muscle structure."

"Oh?" The corner of Meng Yun's mouth curled into a smirk, and there was a look of deep meaning in her eyes.

Meng Yun made an appointment for dinner with a friend, and left the studio after a short stay.

As soon as they left, Xiang Mo followed Du Chi to the kitchen on the second floor, and asked hesitantly, "Are you sure you want me to teach muscle structure?"

For Du Chi, just taking off his shirt is not a big deal.But Xiang Mo had to walk the line on Du Chi, which added some other meanings to the simple teaching.

Du Chi was cleaning the fresh ingredients he bought by the sink. When he heard Xiang Mo's question, he just turned his head slightly and said casually, "Don't you want to teach?"

Xiang Mo really wanted to teach.

This is also an itchy hand in a certain sense, as if Kong has a whole body of skills, but can't show it to others.

But when he mentioned this to Du Chi last time, the topic didn't just go away for no reason.

"Then you," recalling what Du Chi said before, Xiang Mo asked with some embarrassment, "What if you react together?"

Whether it was a joke or not, Xiang Mo had to confirm it clearly.Du Chi is too casual and always has a feeling of being difficult to grasp. Xiang Mo doesn't want such uncertain factors to appear in his class.

Du Chi was just rinsing the perch off his hands. He turned on the faucet, took out a piece of kitchen paper to wipe his hands, turned around and looked at Xiang Mo, with a faint smile on his mouth: "That's up to you." ,artist."

"Look at me?" Xiang Mo was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood the meaning of Du Chi's words.

If he is professional enough and doesn't make any unnecessary moves during the lecture, then the lecture should be able to end smoothly.

But if his strokes make Du Chi have bad associations, then...

It really wiped itself out.

Xiang Mo couldn't help feeling strange, that wasn't his "little brother", why should he be responsible for it?Shouldn't it be Du Chi who takes care of his lower body?

"I will give lectures seriously." Xiang Mo put away his strange thoughts, "You also cooperate well."

This topic has been sidelined by Du Chi from the very beginning, with a hint of indecency.But in fact, in a normal working environment, Xiang Mo believed that Du Chi would still have a sense of proportion.Just like Du Chi would ridicule Xiang Mo as an artist in private, but when outsiders appeared, he would immediately put away his indecency, at least in front of outsiders, he was still a big, sensible dog.

Dinner was steamed sea bass.The steaming time is just right, and the aroma of onion, ginger, and garlic is fully integrated into the tender fish. With the salty and fresh steamed fish soy sauce, every bite is the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds.

Thinking back to the tomato scrambled eggs he made at noon, Xiang Mo felt ashamed for no reason while eating.No matter how you look at it, it will be Du Chi's disadvantage to partner with him with Du Chi's skills, right?

But looking at Du Chi's appearance, he didn't seem to care much.Whatever Xiang Mo did, he ate whatever he wanted, and he seemed to be well-fed.

It was Zhao Xiaoqiao who cleaned up the kitchen after the meal.

Xiang Mo stayed in the room for a while, and after Zhao Xiaoqiao finished her homework and left, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

There is nothing more comfortable than taking a shower on a summer night, and Xiang Mo came out of the bathroom refreshed, but at this moment, he heard the doorbell ringing downstairs.

During the working hours of the studio, the door of the small courtyard will not be closed, because there are many students from Xiangmo coming in and out.And after the day's business is over, almost no one will come to the brush and ink studio—unless it is for personal reasons.

Xiang Mozheng felt strange, went downstairs and opened the door, and found that the person standing outside the courtyard door turned out to be Luo Yang.

"Teacher Xiang," Luo Yang held a dozen beers in his hand, and looked at Xiang Mo heartbroken, "Is my Brother Du here?"

Luo Yang is broken in love.

He was thinking about getting a Michelin recommendation, but in fact he was pursuing his former senior sister.The senior sister said to him, if your restaurant can be recognized by Michelin, then I will consider dating you.

Over the years, Luo Yang has been working hard for this goal, but when he really achieved this goal and went back to find his senior sister, it turned out that his senior sister was already married and a woman, and even the child had already gone to kindergarten.

"She's just dismissing me." Luo Yang raised his head and drank the beer in his hand, the liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth, looking quite embarrassed.

Sitting at the side handed a tissue to Mo, and comforted him, "At least your career is very successful."

In fact, the person Luo Yang wanted to confide in was Du Chi. He didn't want the employees' emotions to be affected, and he didn't want other friends to see his ugliness, so he thought of this new neighbor.

If it wasn't for Du Chi's presence, Xiang Mo believed that Luo Yang would never have come to him.

But since he happened to be there, he naturally joined the complaint meeting.Three people and one dog crowded together on the small balcony, which seemed somewhat crowded.Originally there were only two lounge chairs here, but it was Du Chi who brought his office chair to the room, and the three barely sat down.

"But I want love!" Luo Yang opened another bottle of beer, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"The old ones won't go away, and the new ones won't come." Du Chi took the beer bottle from Luo Yang's hand, "You drink at your leisure."

"You guys don't understand." Without any props to vent in his hand, Luo Yang cried even harder, "I feel so uncomfortable, I really want to cry!"

Luo Yang's figure weighed at least two hundred catties, seeing him crying like a child, Xiang Mo was inevitably moved.He patted Luo Yang's shoulder and said empathetically, "I understand."

When you are sad, maybe the tragic experience of others is the best painkiller.Luo Yang immediately stopped crying, turned his head to look at Xiang Mo and said, "Teacher Xiang, have you ever been broken in love?"

Du Chi on the other side followed suit.

"I used to be an art teacher at school." I don't know if it was because of the atmosphere, Xiang Mo chatted with others about his experience for the first time, "The art exhibition I opened was reported by the parents of the students. At that time, I really needed someone to accompany me. By my side, but my ex patted his ass and went abroad."

"Your partner dumped you when you were saddest?" Luo Yang asked in surprise.

"Almost." The beer in his hand was barely drunk, Xiang Mo looked up and took a sip of Runsang, "I lost my job and my partner at that time. You are better than me, at least you still have a career."

Luo Yang seemed to be comforted, gradually calmed down, and muttered to himself, "It makes sense, not everyone can get a Michelin recommendation."

After saying this, he suddenly looked at Du Chi on the other side, and asked, "Brother Du, have you ever been broken in love?"

To be honest, Xiang Mo was also a little curious.At the complaining meeting, everyone should talk about their tragic experiences, and there is no reason for anyone to watch the fun.

"Yes, I got dumped out of nowhere." Du Chi shrugged nonchalantly, "But it's not very sad."

"It means you haven't lost your mind at all." Luo Yang frowned and complained.

"Please, that's all happened in high school." Du Chi obviously felt a little wronged, "I thought it was troublesome to fall in love later on, so I didn't talk about it anymore."

"Why do you find it troublesome?" Luo Yang asked immediately.

"When you want to stay at home, your partner insists on pulling you out, should you go out or not?" Du Chi gave an example casually.

Xiang Mo also thought about this question. I have to say that this situation is really annoying.

"I decided to go out." Luo Yang said seriously, "Because dating is about accommodating each other."

Du Chi smiled and took a sip of beer: "Then you are suitable for dating."

Xiang Mo listened, and suddenly understood the most fundamental reason why he was single - he was unwilling to accommodate others.Judging by Du Chi's attitude, it is obvious that he is the same kind as Xiang Mo, and they are also not suitable for dating.

"Forget it, I've given up on love." The topic turned back to Luo Yang himself, "I've decided not to fall in love anymore, I want to work hard on my career and open a branch!"

Du Chi returned the beer bottle to Luo Yang, and the three clinked glasses in the air.

"Speaking of which," Luo Yang wiped away the tears on his face. Maybe he was talking about his career. He looked at Du Chi curiously and asked again, "Brother Du, why do you come to work here?"

It seems that not only Xiang Mo, but others also don't understand Du Chi's behavior.Walk a few hundred meters outside, there are many office buildings and commercial apartments, the prices are amiable, and the transportation is much more convenient than here.

"Because I lived here when I was a child." Du Chi's answer was extremely calm.

"Here?" Without waiting for Luo Yang to react, Xiang Mo leaned forward slightly, pointed at his feet with his index finger, looked at Du Chi and asked, "This house?"

"Yes." Du Chi passed Luo Yang in the middle, and met Xiang Mo's gaze, "You are living in my former room now."

Xiang Mo: "..."

"Isn't it?" Luo Yang's eyes widened in surprise, "Is this old bungalow your family's?"

"It's been sold, but the furnishings haven't changed much." After a pause, Du Chi shifted his gaze to Xiang Mo again, and smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up, "I don't know if Teacher Xiang is sleeping on the one I used to sleep on." bed."

"No." Xiang Mo denied it without thinking, even though he was not sure.

"Then your family must be rich?" Luo Yang said the guesses that normal people would have, "Why do you still work?"

This was the first time Xiang Mo heard Du Chi talk about his family affairs.

Du Chi's father is a collector, he hoped that Du Chi would go home to take care of his treasures, but Du Chi was not interested in those old antiques, so he fell out with his family and ran out to do what he wanted to do.

It's really... capricious.

"Then designing fonts to make money?" Luo Yang asked again.

"It's okay." Du Chi said, "I already have fonts in circulation, as long as someone uses my fonts, I will be credited."

"It's better to have a career." Luo Yang nodded with emotion, as if stimulated, he suddenly raised the wine bottle and said, "Love is shit!"

The most broken-hearted person, Xiang Mo raised the wine bottle and echoed, "I agree."

Sanmao on the side also followed with a "wow", but Du Chi said shamelessly: "You don't have balls, shut up."

Luo Yang chatted to the fullest, watched the time and got up to bid farewell to the two.

Although he drank a lot, he showed no sign of being drunk at all, so Xiang Mo and Du Chi didn't see him off.

The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the few clouds that surrounded it.The high-rise buildings in the distance are still brightly lit, but the nearby old bungalow area is quiet.

There was still the last half bottle of beer in Xiang Mo's hand. Looking at Du Chi, he was similar to him, with only one point left unresolved.

The two continued to drink wine on the balcony, and a quiet atmosphere enveloped the entire balcony.Xiang Mo felt that it was too quiet, so he continued the topic just now and asked Du Chi: "Why do you like designing fonts?"

Du Chi didn't answer but asked instead: "Why do you like sketching?"

This stopped Xiang Mo from asking, and he couldn't explain why, but he just liked doing it.

"I like the process of decomposing fonts." Seeing that Xiang Mo didn't answer, Du Chi said on his own, "By decomposing, adjusting, and recombining fonts, I will feel that my design is alive."

Xiang Mo probably understands this feeling, because he also feels that the process of his creation is actually the process of giving vitality to the drawing paper.

"You said before that you need to decompose hundreds of characters, wouldn't it be boring?" Xiang Mo asked again.

"There will be a little." Du Chi said here, as if he suddenly thought of something, looked at Xiang Mo and asked, "Would you like to go to my room to see?"

The second time, Du Chi invited Xiang Mo to his room.

Xiang Mo was really curious and wanted to see the dismantling process of the font, but he always felt that he couldn't go there, and once he went there, he would be in danger of crossing the line.

Hesitant thoughts were all written on his face, Du Chijiu couldn't wait for an answer, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you going?"

Xiang Mo pursed his lips, and suddenly thought of Du Chi saying that he was fishing. Now, in this situation, who is fishing?

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Du Chi: Throw off the quilt, pat your side, my wife is coming.