In the Same Boat

Qu Yiheng found it strange.

When he was in college, he had never been so blatantly walking around the campus holding hands with his lover when he was in a relationship. Now that he is in his 30s, he actually walks around the campus holding hands with a man.

It was midsummer, and it was the time when the temperature was the highest. When two people were walking on the road, there was a feeling of heat rising from the ground. The sun above their heads was baking them, and the road below was cooking them. Walking around like this was actually very uncomfortable. .

But neither of them said it was over.

The Academy of Art is very large, with many buildings, and the design of each building is very interesting.

Qu Yiheng led Yao Zhan to walk in slowly from the gate, and introduced to him what each building does.

When passing by a small brown building with only three floors, Qu Yiheng said: "This building is all studios, and the school specially gave it to our college."

They walked to the front of the building along the stone path, and saw students drawing pictures through the window.

Yao Zhan looked at the people inside, and asked Qu Yiheng, "Did you come here before?"

"Well, everybody likes coming here."

Qu Yiheng did the math, and it has been almost ten years since he graduated.

Time flies really fast, it leaves no trace, but it leaves countless traces on them.

Yao Zhan looked at the rooms, imagining how Qu Yiheng, who was still a college student, was painting here: "I have never seen you paint."

Qu Yiheng smiled: "I might see it later if I have a chance."

Leaving that building, not too far away is the piano room of the Conservatory of Music, and they could hear the sound of the piano from a distance. Walking on the campus like this, stepping on the notes, is really a bit romantic.

The two wandered around the school for more than an hour, and then it was too hot, so Qu Yiheng took Yao Zhan into a teaching building.

The air-conditioning in the building was fully turned on, and it felt a lot more comfortable in an instant.

Coincidentally, an art exhibition is being held in the hall of this teaching building, and works are hung on the wall, suspended in the air, and stood on shelves.

"The Academy of Art is different." Yao Zhan said casually, "Look?"

Qu Yiheng was no longer interested in these things, but Yao Zhan brought it up, so he couldn't say no.

Turning around, Yao Zhan laughed at himself: "I am an ordinary person who doesn't understand these things at all."

Qu Yiheng said with a smile: "There used to be a saying in our college that those who appreciate paintings always feel that they can't understand the world in the painting, but in fact, neither do the people who painted it."

Yao Zhan was amused by him: "Anyway, the more abstract, the more advanced?"

Qu Yiheng turned his head to look at him, and found that he really liked seeing Yao Zhan smile like this. He recalled that even in middle school, Yao Zhan seldom did this. Face.

"You are not the same as before." Qu Yiheng said such a sentence in a daze, and he regretted it after he finished speaking.

Yao Zhan didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, so he asked, "Why is it different?"

It's not the same, after all, it's been so many years.

There is a 15-year gap between them. During these 15 years, they have experienced too many things, met too many people, they have seen a lot of scenery and suffered a lot of setbacks. The former self.

Both of them are very clear about this.

"I used to be afraid of you." Qu Yiheng felt that he might have suffered from heat stroke, and he didn't think about it when he spoke. He no longer screened out what he wanted to say before, saying some of it, and swallowing the other part.

He felt that it might also be because the two were still holding hands at this moment, creating an illusion for him. That illusion came from the bottom of his heart, making him feel that they were very close to each other.

In fact, this is not true.

But even if it was wrong, he said it.

"Afraid of me?" Regarding this point, Yao Zhan never thought of it anyway.

Back then, he didn't communicate much with Qu Yiheng, or in other words, he only had more physical contact.

Even though Shao Wei always said that Qu Yiheng was not close to anyone at that time, except that he had a better relationship with Yao Zhan, but in fact, the two of them didn't talk much when they were together, and they spent most of their time doing that kind of thing.

Since you can do that kind of thing, how can you be afraid?

"Why?" Yao Zhan asked.

Qu Yiheng pursed his lips, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"What's the matter? What do you mean, you're still afraid of me?" Yao Zhan leaned slightly, his lips almost touching Qu Yiheng's ear, "Afraid that I'll eat you? But I've already."

This sentence was too provocative, Qu Yiheng couldn't stand it.

He took half a step back, no longer looking at Yao Zhan, but turned his head to look at the painting next to him: "At that time, I thought you were quiet and fierce, so I was afraid of you."

Yao Zhan smiled, stood beside him, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "I was really wronged. At that time, I thought you liked me."

Qu Yiheng's palms were sweating.

at that time?

He thought, I don't know, who knew what liking was at that time.

After chatting for a while, it was the first time to catch up on the past.

Qu Yiheng continued to take Yao Zhan to wander around this building, he said: "This building was the one we used to visit most often, in fact, there are quite a few buildings that have not yet been completed."

They went up to the fourth floor, and Qu Yiheng pointed to the front: "Further ahead is us..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze.

Yao Zhan looked at him inexplicably, and found that his eyes were fixed on a painting on the wall not far away.

"What's wrong?" Yao Zhan asked.

Qu Yiheng let go of Yao Zhan's hand, walked to the painting step by step, and looked up at it without blinking his eyes.

Yao Zhan followed and also looked at the painting.

He doesn't understand art, he can't read paintings, he can only tell that it is the city after the rain, every part of the painting is damp and cool, but it is clean, the overall picture is cool, but in the lower right corner there are A woman in a red dress was standing in the rain with her back to them. This touch of red lit up the gray rainy day.

Yao Zhan found a card attached to the bottom of the painting, on which the author's name and other information were written.

"Award-winning works." Yao Zhan had no concept of these awards at all, but seeing Qu Yiheng staring at the painting, he must have liked it, "It's pretty good."

"Do you know what this painting is called?"

Seeing the name printed on the card, Yao Zhan replied, ""In the Rain."

Qu Yiheng smiled, suddenly grabbed Yao Zhan's hand, and led him forward without looking back.

"The painting is called 'The Answer Blows in the Wind'," he said.

The answer is blowing in the wind?

Yao Zhan looked back again, the painting was clearly about rain, why was it called "Floating in the Wind"?

They didn't go on shopping anymore, it was Yao Zhan who proposed to leave, because he found that after seeing the painting, Qu Yiheng's interest was not as high as before.

Still holding hands, they returned to the scorching outdoors from the comfortable and cool teaching building.

Yao Zhan said: "Your school is very good."

"It's just calm on the surface." Qu Yiheng led him towards the gate, "The dark tide under the sea is raging, you outsiders can't see it."

Yao Zhan suddenly had a feeling of being led by Qu Yiheng to re-live the life of the other party when he was around 15 years old, but he walked here, but there were more mysteries. The [-]-year gap between them really cannot be made up. of.

That night, Qu Yiheng stayed with Yao Zhan and did not go home.

All night long, they take and let go.

Yao Zhan was obsessed with the tattoo on Qu Yiheng's body, especially the sentence on his shoulder that he couldn't understand. This time he asked what that sentence meant, and Qu Yiheng just replied, "A sentence in Spanish."

The two tossed until midnight, because Yao Zhan had to go to class the next day, so they had to wash up and sleep well.

When Yao Zhan was taking a bath, Qu Yiheng lay on the bed and looked at him through the transparent glass, tracing the other person's body with his eyes.

He thought of his unfinished painting, and thought about speeding up these two days, so he must finish it before this person left.

It has been a long time since Qu Yiheng fell asleep with someone else and woke up together. Before he fell asleep, Yao Zhan held him in his arms. When he opened his eyes, the other party was standing in front of the window drinking coffee.

"What time is it?" Qu Yiheng's voice was a little hoarse, which was the result of being unable to restrain himself last night.

"[-]:[-]." Seeing that he was awake, Yao Zhan put down his cup and walked to the bed. He bent down and kissed Qu Yiheng's forehead.

It was too ambiguous to stay overnight, but this kiss had to touch Qu Yiheng.

It's too warm.

Qu Yiheng suddenly became frightened.

"I'm going to go, you can sleep for a while." Yao Zhan said, "I will leave the room card for you, and there will be breakfast until ten o'clock."

"What about you?"

"I won't eat, and we'll come back together at night anyway, you just need to take the room card."

Yao Zhan took it for granted, as if they were always together.

Qu Yiheng huddled under the quilt, was silent for a moment and said, "Let me go with you."

"Farewell." Yao Zhan didn't let him move, "Your place was a little serious last night. I went downstairs to buy ointment just now, and it's too late to apply it to you. You can fix it yourself later."

He picked up his bag, returned to the bed, and said apologetically, "I blamed me last night, and I apologize to you."

Qu Yiheng blinked at him, not knowing what to say.

"I'll go first. You can take the medicine and sleep a little longer. I'll be gentle next time."

Yao Zhan left a kiss on the tip of Qu Yiheng's nose, then touched his face again: "See you tonight."

Qu Yiheng felt that he might not have woken up yet, otherwise why is everything so strange?

He and Yao Zhan are tacit friends, but the scene just now seemed to be a dialogue between lovers.

This made him very uneasy.

He glanced at the ointment on the table and sighed.

After Yao Zhan left, Qu Yiheng didn't continue to sleep. After taking the medicine, he stood in front of the window and watched the mess in his mind outside. He began to seriously think about his relationship with Yao Zhan.

In fact, Qu Yiheng is very clear that he has a special feeling for Yao Zhan, and that feeling can't be defined as love now, it's not that deep, but there is a good impression.

It's just that the two of them are in different cities, and they haven't seen each other for many years and don't know each other well. What's more, Yao Zhan said that he hasn't come out to his family yet. More importantly, no matter how gentle and considerate Yao Zhan is, But there was never a discussion with him about how the relationship was defined between the two.

When a man doesn't want to be responsible but is greedy for the tenderness, he will choose this way to communicate, he is clear about this.

Qu Yiheng felt upset, and the main reason for his upset was that when he realized that Yao Zhan most likely didn't want to be responsible for this relationship, he felt very uncomfortable.