It is clear

Ruozhirou drove the steel bird and beast to a distant place, and Sanmi's winter began to weaken with his departure.

The seminar ended at the end of January, and Xu Yan didn't come back at the same time.

He wants to participate in the calligraphy exhibition after the next year. If he wants to start again, it is his latest opportunity to appear in such an important and innovative youth exhibition.

Xu Yan was hit by a longing that he hadn't had for many years, and he sent a distress signal to Ruan Zhou, one of the organizers.

Ruan Zhou seemed to have a new flirtatious partner, his brows and eyes were full of pride, and his request to Xu Yan was not as condescending as when the two hooked up, and he was even a little embarrassed: "I have already given out all the places here."

Xu Yan couldn't help being disappointed, he had no choice but to wait a few more months.

Ruan Zhou saw his disappointment, and suggested: "The Sanmi Calligraphy Association also has a recommendation quota, and the chance of being selected is very high."

The Sanmi Calligraphy Association is really not a solution.

Xu Yan's mood fell into a trough, and he went back to Sanmi and shut himself up for a few days, but he never brought up the courage to ask the Shuxie.

It didn't even matter about courage, he was only afraid that he would lose his composure due to rage.

Xu Yan concealed his hesitation very well, he taught classes as usual, and went to Mo Yantang to find Yan Xueke for a drink after evening class.

This season, Sanmi people like to drink a kind of rice wine. No matter how lazy people are, they will not be lazy in making wine. The warmest place in the house must be the wine tank.

Rice wine does not have a high alcohol content, so you can't get drunk even if you drink it blindly, but Xu Yan got drunk several times.

There is less than half a month left in the book fair, the qualifications to participate are far away, and I don't even have the slightest clue about the works.

Xu Yan was bored, lying on the soft bed and sighing repeatedly: "I can't think of a solution, I will go to Teacher Ma's house to ask in a few days."

Teacher Ma is the person who inspired him to learn calligraphy, and the person who really taught him every stroke.

Xu Yan hadn't visited the door for many years, but this time he went to pick up a lot of things, and the person who opened the door happened to be Ma Kunchi.He squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Ma, I'll come to see you."

Ma Kunchi was also surprised that Xu Yan was his favorite student and the best.If it weren't for the accident that year, the friendship between teachers and students would not be here.

He invited Xu Yan in, and was so excited that he couldn't sit still. It took a long time before he thought of going to the kitchen to chop a few dishes for appetizers.

"Ms. Ma..." Xu Yan looked at his former teacher, his eyes were a little wet unconsciously, "I came to you because I wanted to ask about the book fair in Beijing a few years ago, did we use up the recommended quota for Sanmi?"

Ma Kunchi was stunned for a moment, and put the pig's ear by Xu Yan's hand: "This is... this is what they discussed."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Yan felt desperate, and he didn't give up, he wanted to ask clearly: "Is it Zhang Fuen?"

Ma Kunchi nodded, with helplessness in his eyes: "It's him."

Xu Yan smiled and picked up the wine glass: "Then let's not talk about it, we will only drink today."

"You kid!" Ma Kunchi snatched his wine glass and sipped it all by himself, "It's just an apology! Why can't you... just can't..."

"No." Xu Yan's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes turned cold, "Mr. Ma, both my parents died in this incident. I won't apologize. I'm waiting for his apology."

"What happened back then, it was indeed Zhang Fuen's words that came first. I know your father's character, but don't people make mistakes?" Ma Kunchi stood in front of the TV with his hands behind his back, "You said your father didn't copy Zhang Fuen's words, but How do you explain the time difference of the months before and after?"

"My father doesn't know how to copy Zhang Fuen's calligraphy. Their calligraphy attainments are too different."

Ma Kunchi was also a little angry: "What? People with little fame must be bad?"

Xu Yan felt aggrieved, and his words trembled: "My father will not copy other people's words, he is not such a person."

"We're going to talk about the evidence."

When it comes to evidence, Xu Yan has nothing to say.

He was still young when the accident happened, and he only knew that his father and Zhang Fuen had collided in their entries at the same time. His father won the gold medal, but Zhang Fuen didn't even make it to the final stage.

The final opinion of the judges was that Zhang Fu'en was written first, and it was judged that his father's gold award was invalid, and his parents had a car accident on the way to clarify.

Xu Yan filled another glass of wine: "Mr. Ma, my father has evidence, but Zhang Fuen gave my grandfather 20 yuan, and the words are gone."

"Evidence! Xu Yan...your father's innocence is innocence, but Zhang Fuen's innocence is also innocence."

The happiness floating in the air accumulated in the past few days is all gone, Xu Yan only thinks that he is standing on the clouds by stepping on a ladder, who knows that everything is a vain fantasy.

He couldn't jump out of the shadow of the past, he couldn't believe that his father was a plagiarist, and he couldn't prove that his father was clean.He was stuck in the quagmire, as he had been all the time, and could no longer be innocent.

Tan Yu recently cooperated with Xu Yan, no longer participated in the entertainment in the supermarket, and waited for him at home early on odd-numbered days.

On even-numbered days, Xu Yan had to go to class, and he had to practice calligraphy after class, so he didn't take time off.

This was the first time Xu Yan came to the door on an even-numbered day. Tan Yu still had earphones hanging on his ears, and opened the door with a pen in his hand. He was stunned before laughing: "Why are you here?"

With a place to express his grievances, Xu Yan opened his arms to hug her.He was hugged into a warm embrace, with a familiar scent in his nose, and he whispered: "I want to punch the big villain, but my fist is tied to the cage."

These words are childish and can't be understood.

Tan Yu nodded: "I'll fight for you."

"I can't fight, I have to ask him for something."

Tan Yu couldn't understand many things in the calligraphy world, even the word "jie" was out of his understanding.

He pulled Xu Yan to sit under the lamp in the restaurant, took off his earphones: "Can I help you?"

"Baby, you can't help me with this." Xu Yan picked up his earphones and listened to it with permission, and found that the singing was in a foreign language, which should be a Spanish class. He raised an eyebrow, "Is this Spanish?"

Tan Yu said "hmm", and forced himself to withdraw from the emotion of wanting to help: "I'm in class recently, it's so difficult."

"I studied French when I was in college." Xu Yan gestured, "It's not in my language system, so I'm determined to learn English."

"Xu Yan, I want to see your calligraphy." Tan Yu continued, "I think writing makes you happy."

"Happy I make you happy, right?"

This statement is not wrong.

Tan Yu went to the kitchen to get two glasses of water, then came back and continued: "It's not a purely happy thing, it's a kind of consumption. I don't know how to put it, it consumes you as well as me, but it's so meaningless .”

Xu Yan didn't understand at first, he looked thoughtful, but his heart was blank.After drinking a glass of ice water, he suddenly came back to his senses, feeling that Tan Yu had been too frank.

Love is a matter of two people. The low state of one party will affect the other, and then affect the relationship.

Tan Yu really wasn't talking about happiness, he was talking about unhappiness.

Such a cryptic reminder was too frank and cruel, Xu Yan held an empty cup and didn't know what to say.

"I've learned a word these days, 'I love you, not that I don't expect perfection, but love you just the way you are.'" Tan Yu changed the wine in his glass, "Stay here tonight?"

When encountering alcohol at night in the lover's room, Xu Yan was particularly addicted.He looked at Tan Yu while he was panting, and his heart kept falling, but no matter how deep he reached, he never showed any intention of resisting.

He also slept very deeply, dreamed nothing, and figured out something in the blank sleep.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was New Year's Eve, and the book fair was about to open in three days. Xu Yan had already sunk his heart and waited for the next year.

He wanted to go on a date with Tan Yu, but his boyfriend had an accident, so he could only look at the paper he had written and lament that time flies and good people are gone.

Tan Yu met Zhang Cheng. He had been waiting for this meeting for a while, but Zhang Cheng had been in Beijing and never came back.

He looked at Zhang Cheng under the dim lights of the bar, thinking of a quick solution, but he also knew it was impossible.He asked for a glass of vodka with ice, shook it, and swallowed half the glass: "I warned you not to touch Xu Yan, why did you do that?"

Zhang Cheng likes Tan Yu's way of discussing and discussing in front of him. He knows that happy Tan Yu always has a temper, and it is even more difficult to deal with his gentleness towards him.

He took Tan Yu's cup and touched the place where he drank it: "What do you think I am for?"

"I thought I made it clear."

With this sentence, the originally somewhat ambiguous atmosphere was revealed.

Zhang Cheng pushed away the wine glass, lit a cigarette, and sprayed in Tan Yu's face: "You know why, we're so short."

"That's bad too."

"Do you think so?" Zhang Cheng leaned on the chair and looked at him, "If you really think so, why do you still indulge me?"

Tan Yu really thought about it for a while, and replied: "In the beginning, it was connivance, but later it didn't matter. You see, Xu Yan can't do it."

"Don't say that you really fell for him or fell asleep by him, it's just that you have the intention to move him... Zhang Cheng, you have to take what I say seriously, otherwise I will have a hard time."

"I don't think it's difficult for you. You have changed a lot of partners in the past two or three years. When the time comes, aren't you still you?"

This is what Zhang Cheng hated Tan Yu the most. Whether it was straightforward or tactful, he always explained everything honestly, and there was nowhere to hide from the humiliation.He smoked another cigarette, lit some ash and continued: "You have no heart, are you still chatting with Tan Ying? Wouldn't she tell you that your compensatory psychology is fake, you don't love anyone, you just Imitate the actions of your lover, pretending that you care, value, and cherish, but in reality?"

In fact, what is waiting behind?Tan Yu took the cigarette from Zhang Cheng's mouth, and gently pushed him down on the bar counter.

Feeling like he was about to be strangled to death, Zhang Cheng held his hand and swallowed: "You will never become Tan Fei. You respect him and love him. After he dies, you still want to learn from him and be like him, but he only Think you're a disgusting gay!"

Tan Yu suddenly withdrew his hand, he knew that Zhang Cheng was a shit, but it was true.

He grew up in such a family, and it was common for people not to value others, and only such a decent person as eldest brother came out.He wanted to be like Tan Fei, let alone being a good person, just being normal, but he couldn't do it.

Until Tan Fei couldn't bear it anymore, until he died, Tan Yu was still the same Tan Yu, and the mud couldn't support the wall.

"You can't be a normal person, why do you want to spoil Xu Yan?"

At first, Tan Yu was shocked by Zhang Cheng's question.Of course he knew that he had some problems, and he couldn't explain the problems that were unclear and would spoil his appetite, but the gentleness Xu Yan gave him made him plunge into the living water in front of him.

He asked himself, are you okay now?

Tan Yu let go of Zhang Cheng's throat, took a step back, and lit a cigarette hastily.

He thought of Xu Yan, who was not disappointed when he was frustrated, and looked at all things in the world lightly.He thought, if Xu Yan knew that he was like this, he would have patiently endured lightly like he did Xu Deli and Zhang Fuen, and then lightly exposed it.

Xu Yan's heart is like the smoothest and hardest stone, passionate yet indestructible.

"I love him." Tan Yu said suddenly, facing a person who shouldn't say such a thing, he still said, "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to hold him. Even if one day, because of me, or someone else We broke up unhappy because of the reason, I just want to love him."

He said: "I don't want to see you anymore. You shouldn't threaten me with him. I'm really not afraid of anything about him."