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An hour later, Tao Xihong carried Xu Jiangtong back to the bed after exhausting his strength.After a long time of intimacy, and with what he said earlier, Xu Jiang agreed to let go a lot by accident.When the affection was strong, he even straightened up his waist, turned against the guest, and rubbed Tao Xihong's collarbone.

Tao Xihong brushed his messy hair back, briefly flattering him, and then sent him spinning with an even stronger response.

Xu Jiangtong's throat was a little sore, he coughed a few times, and asked Tao Xihong for water.

After drinking the water, Tao Xihong put the glass back in the kitchen, and when he came back, Xu Jiangtong was already paralyzed on the bed and fell asleep.

Tao Xihong had no choice but to tidy up this clumsy little beauty.The pointer had passed zero, and Tao Xihong was still not sleepy. He dimmed the light in the room and looked at the defenseless sleeping face of the person next to his pillow, which hooked his hair.

Tao Xihong felt that he still had a lot of questions to ask Xu Jiangtong.

For example, the meaning of the tattoo on his waist, what accident happened seven years ago?Even though he has practiced ball for decades, there is no trace of fitness on his body, and the skeleton can be felt through the flesh.

And the scars on his body.Xu Jiangtong kept silent about the origin of the scar, but did not undergo scar removal surgery.

In fact, if you look closely, he also has many small scars on his hands.One of them was particularly deep, and the wound was on the inside of the wrist, and it healed naturally, leaving a bulging scar.

Tao Xihong remembered that on the day of the confession, Xu Jiangtong said that he had been tortured.Perhaps his subconscious fear stemmed from this accident.

Understanding the lover's past is also a way to possess him.At the same time, Tao Xihong also hopes to help him share something.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the pillow, Xu Jiangtong stretched out his hand in a daze, and put his arm around Tao Xihong: "Still sleeping?"

"Immediately." Tao Xihong turned off the light and got into bed.

Xu Jiangtong shrank his body, and soon he heard the sound of even breathing again.Maybe it's because he hasn't gotten used to the person next to his pillow, Xu Jiangtong doesn't deliberately lean over him when he sleeps.Tao Xihong could only wait for him to fall asleep and gently hug him into his arms.

After finishing the clay mold, it is necessary to turn over the clay draft, and finally take it to the digital media laboratory, and use modern technologies such as 3D scanning, modeling and CNC foam cutting to enlarge the sculpture in proportion.

Sometimes when Tao Xihong returned to school after get off work, Xu Jiangtong was still busy in the sculpture classroom.He saw Xu Jiangtong wearing gloves and goggles, patiently brushing plaster on the mold, adding fillers, and spraying medicine to moisturize the mold. Only then did he realize that the work of a sculptor is not easy, and it is not as glamorous as it seems to laymen.

"Should there be a factory on the market that specializes in remodeling sculptures?" He asked Xu Jiangtong.

"Yes, especially film and television props and large-scale sculptures, they are basically made by manufacturers." Through gloves, Xu Jiangtong stroked the models filled to the point of outline, "But I don't like them, only I can give them the most complete life .”

"Aren't you tired?"

"Of course I'm tired," Xu Jiangtong said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Do you know my last work? It was a large statue of the Peace Statue. It took me and two assistants more than 20 days to turn its body and limbs into Molds, and then spliced ​​together one by one."

"I woke up very early every day that month, and stayed in the studio all the time, feeling that my bones were about to fall apart." Xu Jiangtong recalled the scene at that time, and his eyes are still dark. "However, I cherish that time very much. Polishing At the same time as the work, it is also honing my xinxing."

When he said this, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes were serious, and his calm tone was filled with determination like a bamboo leaf.

Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west, north and south.A poem suddenly popped up in Tao Xihong's mind.He thought, it would be great if he also learned to paint, and wrote a picture for Xu Jiangtong to frame, and responded to him in a way that fit each other's souls.

Xu Jiangtong continued to spray the plaster statue, saying, "That is the last sculpture I made using traditional methods. After all, my research direction is related to modern digital technology, and art and science should not be discussed separately."

Tao Xihong felt that Xu Jiangtong was very charming at this time. Even if his clothes were covered with chemical reagents, he couldn't stop the urge to hug him.

After half a month, Xu Jiangtong's work was finally completed.

"You seem to particularly like to portray female characters." Tao Xihong looked around the white plaster up and down, as solemnly as observing a newborn through an incubator.

The girl on the booth is wearing tulle, stretching her arms lightly, surrounded by flowers and butterflies.

The statue is obviously made of bulky plaster, but the girl's clothes actually have a gauze-like texture under the interaction of light and shade and muscle texture.

Xu Jiangtong smiled without saying a word, and stared at "her" for a long time with downcast eyes, and the eye sockets felt a little damp and hot.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year. After Tao Xihong's internship a year ago, both of them were free.

During the holidays, Tao Xihong would go back to the orphanage to see the old director and Ji Xiyun, so he proposed to go back with Xu Jiang.

Xu Jiangtong thought that the orphanage was Tao Xihong's home. According to traditional customs, he should visit the elders, so he agreed to his invitation.

The day before departure, Xu Jiangtong was still a little nervous and asked Tao Xihong if he wanted to bring Yunyun a gift.Tao Xihong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying that she has everything, just treat her as an ordinary child.

However, in order to thank Dean Ji for his kindness over the years, Tao Xihong bought a box of apples.Seeing that he brought something to see him again, the old dean couldn't help sighing: "Little Tao, you're spending money indiscriminately again."

"It's okay, I got a lot of scholarships this semester." Tao Xihong stuffed the fruit into his hand.

"..." Dean Ji looked at Xu Jiangtong who was standing silently, and hesitated to speak.

"Dean, Mr. Xu already knows about my situation." Tao Xihong saw his concerns and held Xu Jiangtong's hand generously.

"Little Tao!" Xu Jiangtong winked at him embarrassingly.

Tao Xihong patted the back of his hand: "Don't be embarrassed."

Seeing the two being so intimate, Ji Xiangdi was stunned for a few seconds, and smiled relievedly: "That's good. I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, Xiao Tao has a strong self-esteem. I didn't tell you when we first met. I hope you don't mind. "

Xu Jiangtong nodded in agreement: "Mr. Ji, don't worry, we get along very well."

Tao Xihong chatted with the old dean again, talking about the stories that happened this year.

"...For excellent teachers, their influence goes far beyond imparting knowledge. What is more important is to practice and guide students correctly. Right, Teacher Xiaojiang?" Tao Xihong pretended to praise him, but what he recalled in his mind was every night Fragments of food marrow and taste.

The two spoke very fast, Xu Jiangtong was distracted, when he heard him call his name, he answered yes.

Looking at his wandering eyes, Tao Xihong knew that he must not understand, so he covered his mouth and started to laugh.

Xu Jiangtong was noncommittal, seeing that his smile was not right, but he didn't know what the problem was.

After chatting with the old dean, Tao Xihong dragged him to see Yunyun again.Ji Xiyun was still the same as usual, sitting at the table by the window in the reading area, holding a Braille pen in her right hand, staring blankly out of the window.

"Yunyun, here I come." Tao Xihong greeted her.

Hearing the sound, she turned her head to look at the door, and greeted loudly: "Brother Tao, Happy New Year."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Is someone having a snowball fight outside?" Ji Xiyun asked while pointing to the window.

It has been snowing in Jingzhou for the past few days, and the indoor windows are closed, so it is difficult to hear the sound.Tao Xihong looked out in the direction of her fingers, and immediately recognized the three live treasures.

Chin, who is wearing a prosthetic leg, is fighting another child as he pushes a path he can't walk because of polio.

Ji Xiyun raised her head enviously: "Brother Tao, I want to go out to play too."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Tao Xihong patted her head, handed over the coat hanging on the chair, and turned to ask Xu Jiangtong, "Teacher, are you together?"

"Teacher Xu is here too?" Ji Xiyun was so engrossed in her thoughts just now that she didn't notice that there were others. He quickly put on his coat and walked over while touching the tables and chairs, "Teacher, the video you shot is very visual. Thank you You share these stories with me."

"Have you finished watching?" Xu Jiangtong almost blurted out, before realizing that the girl in front of him was a blind child, he apologized in a panic, "Sorry, I..."

"It's okay, teacher doesn't need to be so cautious." Ji Xiyun smiled at him instead, "I did think of a lot of pictures when I was listening to the video. Teacher, are you interested in watching my homework?"

"Let's go to the snowball fight first, it will get dark later." Tao Xihong bent down and whispered to Ji Xiyun, "Ms. Xu is my man now, he can't run away."

"?" Ji Xiyun tilted her head in doubt.

Tao Xihong held her hand and invited again: "Mr. Xiaojiang?"

The dense snowflakes are falling like goose feathers, and it is white when you look out.Xu Jiangtong shrank his shoulders and put his hands on the radiator: "Go and play first, pay attention to safety."

"Okay then." Tao Xihong waved to him, put his arm around Ji Xiyun's shoulder and went out.

Walking outside, he squeezed a small snowball and stuffed it into Ji Xiyun's hands: "Grab my hand, I'll take you to surround them from behind."

"Okay!" Ji Xiyun's little face was flushed with excitement.

Watching the siblings run away, the silent Dean Ji Xiangdi suddenly said, "Mr. Xu, I didn't expect you and Xiao Tao to develop so fast."

These words sound a bit ambiguous, but Xu Jiangtong's understanding ability is limited, so he vaguely acquiesced: "To be honest, I admire him very much."

The old dean's expression was serious, as if entrusting him for life: "About Tao Xihong, I want to ask you one thing."

"Tell me." Xu Jiangtong turned sideways to him.

"Xiao Tao is the child I took over when I first arrived at the orphanage. I have been in this industry for more than 20 years, and I rarely encounter cases of abandoning healthy babies."

"Do you think there is something else hidden about this matter?"

"When Xiaotao first delivered it, we found a Western painting on his body. After asking around, no one knew what it meant. You are an art student, so maybe you can see something."

Xu Jiangtong nodded solemnly upon hearing this.Ji Xiangdi found a photo from the phone album: "The original manuscript of the painting was handed over to Xiaotao, and I only have photos here. But this painting is very worn."

Xu Jiangtong took the phone and saw a dilapidated oil painting.The tone of the picture is very depressing, and the color saturation is extremely low, almost to the point where one can unconsciously hold one's breath just by looking at it.

Xu Jiangtong squinted in discomfort, zoomed in on the photo, and carefully identified the woman in the painting.There are two people on the screen, and the person who fell from the sky is so blurred that it is difficult to distinguish them.The woman stands on the ground, wearing a military uniform common in Western mythology, with an owl flying beside her.

"Minerva?" he murmured a name.

"What do you mean?" Ji Xiangdi was confused.

"If my guess is correct, this should be Minerva, the goddess of wisdom in the Roman mythology system." Xu Jiangtong pointed to the owl and said, "She is the patron saint of poets, artists and craftsmen among the twelve main gods of Rome."

After finishing speaking, Xu Jiangtong read it again and again several times. As a person who grew up in Roman history in elementary school, he felt that his judgment could not be wrong.

But why does the author quote Roman mythology?What is the relationship between this person and Tao Xihong?

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Finally arrived at my favorite part~ I changed the cover today, I hope to have a new look~

Note: "Minerva's owl takes off at dusk" - (German) Hegel