aren't we rivals

In fact, Meng Chi just moved his fingers and didn't make any other movements. It wouldn't look ambiguous in normal times, but it happened at this moment.At this moment, Meng Chi's cheeks were pink, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the slightly frivolous smile between his brows and eyes was the most provocative.

Yu Tingzhi admitted that he was tickled by Meng Chi's tricks.But soon Meng Chi let go of his hand and backed away. While keeping a distance from him, he also shifted his gaze to the photos hanging on the wall.

Probably because the lighting on the photo wall was clever, Meng Chi looked up for a while and then felt a little dizzy. He closed his eyes and shook his head, but he couldn't get rid of the heavy feeling in his mind.

"Have you been drinking?" Yu Tingzhi who had been staring at him asked.

Meng Chi let out a deep "Yeah" from his throat, tilted his head and smiled: "I didn't drink much, it doesn't matter."

Yu Tingzhi didn't speak, just stared at him, and after a closer look, he found that Meng Chi was different from usual, his movements were a little slow, and his tone of voice was a little sticky that he didn't usually have.

The two continued to walk in the exhibition hall one after the other, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the occasional "left, left, left, right, right" from Sheshan, like singing rap.

Thinking of this, Meng Chi suddenly let out a low laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Tingzhi asked.

Meng Chi restrained his smile, and glanced at where She Shan was: "Listen, does he seem to be singing rap?"

Yu Ting was stunned, and then distracted to listen. Over there, She Shan was shouting angrily: "I told you to go to the left, but you want to go to the right, and you can't tell the difference between the left and the right? Just tap and don't knock, Oh, I'm going, my brain hurts."

"Single bet!" Meng Chi yelled in conclusion, and added, "If Sheshan can't survive in the photography industry in the future, you can go to the rap industry, and you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself."

Yu Tingzhi stared at him for two seconds, then couldn't help laughing: "I will tell him your suggestion."

Meng Chi also laughed, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly relaxed, as if the distance between them had gotten a lot closer.

Seeing Yu Tingzhi's smiling face, Meng Chi's eyes straightened unconsciously.

Yu Tingzhi's appearance is actually not aggressive, with a pair of Ruifeng eyes, only the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, evoking a sultry arc, the eyebrows are not high, the eyebrows are curved, and the eyebrows and eyes are well-defined.Because he always has a sullen face, no expression, and looks very cold.

At this time, when he smiled, the corners of his eyes and brows became softer. Although he still couldn't get rid of his natural arrogant temperament, he was already very close.

This guy Yu Tingzhi really looks pretty when he smiles, Meng Chi thought unconsciously.

While Meng Chi was admiring Yu Tingzhi's smile, Yu Tingzhi was also observing Meng Chi.Seeing that his smiling eyes were dimly lit, with a hint of infatuation, Yu Tingzhi was sure that Meng Chi must have drunk a little too much.

Yang Zile was right, he did not drink well, but he should not be too nervous.

After a while, Meng Chi stopped laughing and stopped in front of a 4K photo, which showed Meng Chi's bare back and Yu Tingzhi's stained hands.

Previously, he didn't feel it when he glanced through the screen of his mobile phone, but now he was facing and looking at this photo intuitively, Meng Chi suddenly understood why She Shan didn't delete it, but left it for refinement and enlargement, printing and mounting .

With Meng Chi's appreciation of art and cultural level, he can't say any elegant comments. He just thinks that this photo looks very good-looking, and it has a very wonderful erotic emotion, somewhere between daydream and impulsiveness. Fine line.

It seemed to explain why he had a wild dream about Yu Tingzhi's hand.

Meng Chi was a little drunk. Alcohol amplified his emotions and made him reveal part of his hidden thoughts, but it was not to the point where he could completely let himself go.

Yu Tingzhi was by his side, so he looked away for a while and then looked away, leaving these charming thoughts behind him, and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, he saw another photo that surprised him. It was small and placed in an inconspicuous location, but Meng Chi still saw it at a glance.

It was only after seeing this photo that he suddenly realized that when Yu Tingzhi was painting on his back, he did not use paint to completely cover the scar on his waist, but used a combination of paints to build on the scar. I drew green shoots, as if giving new life to that scar.

"This is good. I like it. It's very imaginative." Meng Chi said.

In fact, what he wanted to talk about was creativity, but under the influence of alcohol, his mouth couldn't keep up with his brain.

Yu Tingzhi smiled: "I like it too."

"Heroes see the same thing!" Meng Chi rolled his eyes, squinted at him, and reached out to point him, "Taste, Teacher Yu."

Yu Tingzhi felt more and more that Meng Chi was very interesting at this time, as if temporarily throwing away the sense of distance that he usually deliberately maintained, revealing his true easy-going and approachable nature, very cute, which made Yu Tingzhi want to take advantage of it. enter.

"When I first saw your painting, I actually didn't understand it at all. I just thought it was just a bunch of paint smeared." After a pause, Meng Chi said, "Looking at it now, I seem to be able to understand it."

"Really?" Yu Tingzhi asked, "Then what did you understand?"

Meng Chi looked at the large piece of green in the photo, tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I can't tell, but I think it looks pretty, it seems... this scar has become more pleasing to the eye, and it's not ugly."

"It wasn't ugly in the first place." Yu Tingzhi said.

Meng Chi looked at him sideways, and their eyes collided, as if moved by the sincerity in his eyes, a smile appeared on Meng Chi's face.

After a while, Yu Tingzhi's eyes narrowed, and he looked back at the photo. He suddenly asked, "How did you get this scar?"

"This scar," Meng Chi repeated. He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to caress the greenness on the photo, and then withdrew his hand after a while, and his tone returned to his usual carefree voice, "When I was young, my father and I Arguing, he wanted to hit me, I fought back, missed him, but bumped into the corner of the table, that's it."

When Meng Chi said this, his tone was very casual, even with a self-deprecating smile, as if he felt that he was ridiculously naive when he was a child.

Yu Tingzhi fell silent suddenly, and his gaze fell on Meng Chi, not knowing what he was thinking.

"When I was young, I was not very obedient, I was not good at studying, and I was often beaten. Later, my parents divorced, no matter how disobedient I was, no one beat me. In fact, there were also. Later, when I was learning tea, I did not do it right. Master always Smack my hand with a ruler." Meng Chi said with a smile, he looked at the scar for a while, then turned his head to meet Yu Tingzhi's heavy gaze, he sized up Yu Tingzhi for a few seconds, feeling disgusted Said: "Why do you look at me like this, pity me."

Yu Tingzhi: "No."

It's just that I suddenly want to know more, which is rare, Yu Tingzhi thought in his heart.

Meng Chi clicked his tongue in disbelief, then heard Yu Tingzhi ask again: "Isn't it difficult to learn tea?"

"It's okay," Meng Chi smiled, "It should be easier than learning calligraphy for you."

Yu Tingzhi smiled and refused to comment.

"You learn calligraphy. Didn't your father beat you when you were young?" Meng Chi asked suddenly.

After a moment of silence, Yu Tingzhi shifted his gaze to the photo: "I don't have a father."

"Ah?" Meng Chi was stunned, and after a reaction in his mind, he realized what Yu Tingzhi had just said.

What is "no dad"?

Oh, his calligraphy was taught by his grandfather.

But why no dad?

died?

"This time," Meng Chi asked cautiously after thinking about it, "Is it the one I thought of?"

Yu Tingzhi glanced at him and laughed, "I don't know whether he is alive or dead."? ? ?

What does this mean?

Meng Chi was already thinking slowly, but now he was even more confused, staring blankly at Yu Tingzhi, his lips opened and closed, not knowing how he should respond, and whether he should say something to comfort him.

But Yu Tingzhi turned his head before he could speak, looked at him and explained: "My mother went to the sperm bank to do artificial insemination. Even my mother doesn't know who my biological father is."

Fuck, can it still be like this?

Meng Chi felt that his view of the world had been impacted, and he blurted out, "Really? Are you kidding me?"

"Really." Yu Tingzhi couldn't help laughing when he saw his ignorant and dazed appearance, "My mother is quite independent, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand her thoughts."

The Yu family is from a scholarly family, and Yu Shu, as Yu Zhengmao's only daughter, can be considered to have been raised in the palm of her hand since she was a child, and she can also be considered to have received strict discipline.

She has cultivated various interests since she was a child, from calligraphy, calligraphy and painting to music and dance, probably because she was tired of being a good girl, she suddenly started to deviate from the norm, bought sperm with the prize money she won from the competition, and made a Yu Tingzhi.

It was like using Yu Tingzhi as a bargaining chip in exchange, she bought her own freedom from Yu Zhengmao, and she ran around the world as she pleased in the second year after giving birth.

She went to the Conservatory of Music to study music and become a singer; she was admitted to a well-known dance troupe and went on a national tour; she also entered the entertainment circle and made several movies.Now she is studying literature abroad and writing novels.

She has experienced all the things she is interested in in this world, but she has not experienced being a mother much.

One month after Yu Tingzhi was born, he was basically taken care of by his grandfather and nanny. His mother, Yu Shu, seldom came back. She was very kind to Yu Tingzhi, but not close.

When Yu Tingzhi was a child, he also wondered why he did not have a father, why his mother was not at home with him, and only his grandfather was with him.When he was eight years old, he asked Yu Shu when she was at home. Yu Shu told her about his life experience in a few words, and told him that it is not strange to have no father. Many people in this world do not have fathers. It's no different than anyone else.

It must be said that the difference may be that his genes are better than ordinary people. After all, she has carefully selected a high-quality sperm.

Probably because he was used to Yu Shu not being around when he was a child, Yu Tingzhi had no need for his "mother", and when he calmly told these things to Meng Chi, he didn't have any mood swings.

But Meng Chi was dumbfounded, and began to stammer: "It's really a diversity of species, bah, no, your mother really has a personality!"

Yu Tingzhi was amused by him, and when recalling the past just now, his mood that suddenly fell back to normal.

"She does have a personality," Yu Tingzhi said.

Meng Chi looked at Yu Tingzhi, thinking again that this guy looks so damn good when he smiles.His thoughts drifted away for a second, and he was pulled back again.He felt that such Yu Tingzhi seemed to have accepted Yu Shu's way of life, accepted his different birth from others, and didn't need his comfort, nor his pity.

"No wonder you are so talented, you have won at the starting line since your genetics." Meng Chi sighed.

Combining two high-quality genes, Yu Tingzhi does not belong to the category of ordinary people, no matter his appearance or IQ.

Meng Chi thought about it and said, "Then your genes should be very strong. If you have a child in the future, you will probably be a genius."

Yu Tingzhi stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly said: "No matter how good my genes are, it's useless, and you can't have children."

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