Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

The moment Zhong Mingcan closed the bedroom door with his backhand, Ge Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, as if the gate of heaven was slowly opening in front of him, and the holy light enveloped everything. He saw God covering his eyes shyly, and Eros flapping his little white wings towards Beckon yourself.

Then, Zhong Mingcan said gently and calmly: "You don't have many books in your room, so you can tidy them up quickly. Where do you start?"

Ge Qiao tilted his head, but didn't react: "Huh?"

Zhong Mingcan probably held back his laughter to the critical point, his voice began to tremble slightly, and he repeated: "I ask you, how do you clean up these books?"

The kingdom of heaven, the Holy Light, and God disappeared, and Eros waved his hand to say goodbye to himself.

Ge Qiao stared fixedly at Zhong Mingcan, and tried his best to put away his sharp eyes and knives, but the gnashing of teeth in his words still revealed that he really regretted: "Hold all the books on the table! I will sort out the rest myself!"

Zhong Mingcan is so considerate, why can't he understand what monsters and monsters are in Ge Qiao's little head, he suddenly approaches Ge Qiao, raises his hand and gently pinches his left earlobe, laughs while rubbing, his voice is as low as She was raving, and she no longer had to hide the tenderness in her heart from now on: "It's not enough now, if you stay in the house for too long, people outside will suspect..."

Hearing him say such shameless words of tiger and wolf so easily, Ge Qiao straightened his back instantly like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, his cheeks were quickly flushed with a thin layer of blush, and he clenched his teeth in shame. Back molars: "Shut up!"

Zhong Mingcan obediently closed his mouth, just kept staring at him and smiling, and kept moving his hands. Ge Qiao felt that his earlobes were scalded by rubbing, as if being burned by fire, he shook his head, avoiding Zhong Mingcan Honest fingers, but in the next second, he took advantage of the situation and hugged him in his arms.

Zhong Mingchan's voice was close to his ears: "Ge Qiao, I still want to hear you say that you like me."

The breath that only belonged to Zhong Mingcan rushed towards his face, and it was only the first day of love, but Ge Qiao felt that he seemed to have been familiar with his embrace long ago, it was really gentle and soft, with a faint scent of saponins, just like he had fantasized about in adolescence Like the clean and handsome senior in the class next door, even though he has forgotten whether the person in his fantasy actually existed, Zhong Mingcan's embrace still makes him feel a sense of "remembering a gentleman, warming him like jade".

If only a few years earlier, no, it would be nice to meet Zhong Mingcan more than ten years earlier. In that case, the previous 28 years would probably leave a lot of warm memories.

"Ming Charm, I like you very much."

Zhong Mingcan's breathing was obviously stagnant, and his throat was hot. He never thought that just such a sentence could bring such a strong ecstasy. He was greedy and pushed himself forward. He wanted Ge Qiao to say it again, but Ge Qiao's lines did not arrive. That's it.

"Buy four, get one free, I'll give you one more word, are you happy?"

Sure enough, his elder brother Qiao was the most professional when he destroyed the atmosphere.

Zhong Mingcan hugged him tighter, as if punishing the person in his arms for joking regardless of the occasion.Ge Qiao was so hooped that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't intend to sabotage the emotion, but he was really not used to saying these love words, he always felt awkward and lost face, even if the five words just now were indeed sincere.

"What time is it?" Ge Qiao couldn't move, he raised his neck and asked, "I'll let you hug me for another 10 minutes, and I'm going to eat soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Mingcan suddenly let go of his arm and looked around: "Ten minutes is not enough, and it will become hard if you hold it any longer. I'd better visit your bedroom first..."

Ge Qiao was at a disadvantage and dared not answer.This man speaks so calmly that he is a dangerous person at first glance.

Zhong Mingcan walked up and down in Ge Qiao's bedroom, observing every detail, like a new tenant coming to rent a house, examining every corner of the room with sharp and critical eyes.He saw that the rain sounder given to Ge Qiao last time was lying on the head of the bed, half buried under the pillow, almost integrated with Ge Qiao's bed, the corners of his mouth raised again, showing a little pride.

He pointed to the rain sounder and asked intentionally, "Do you sleep with it at night?"

Ge Qiao was flipping through the books on the table, when he heard the words, he turned his head and took a look, and replied casually: "Yes, yes, I think of you when I hold it," paused considerately, and gave Zhong Mingcan a second of heartbeat "I've been busy all day stupidly, do you know that this item is free shipping for nine yuan on Taobao?"

Zhong Mingcan was silent behind him.

Ge Qiao also felt that he might be a little too stingy, and worried that his cheap mouth would really make his little boyfriend angry, so he quickly added: "But it is indeed a very sincere gift, and it is exclusive to Ge Qiao, little brother, be careful. .This should be a token of love between us, it’s very good, it’s tens of thousands of times better than chocolate and flowers!”

Zhong Mingcan hummed, walked to his side, and suddenly pointed to the pot of cactus on the table and asked Ge Qiao: "You raised this?"

Speaking of the "meat thorn", this potted cactus is the only creature in Geqiao's house other than himself. He raised it with a drop of water and a handful of soil. It has been so lush for two years without turning yellow at all. Withered, not even a single thorn fell off.At this time, Ge Qiao seemed to be proud to show off his son to the neighbors, and nodded: "That's right, it's called 'Meat Thorn', doesn't it look very good?"

Zhong Mingcan stared at it and did not speak. After a while, his expression suddenly became a little speechless, as if he was tempted by something, and he stretched out his hand to touch the hard and terrifying thorns all over its body.Before Ge Qiao could stop it, one of his fingers touched it.

"My God, are you crazy? Why are you still touching a fairy...huh?"

Before he finished teaching this ignorant boyfriend, Zhong Mingcan suddenly grasped the head of the cactus, as if he didn't realize that it was a small thing that would get stuck in his hands. No.

Zhong Mingcan, who had solved his curiosity, was a little embarrassed at this moment. He didn't dare to look back into Ge Qiao's eyes. They must be full of confusion and surprise. He imagined in his mind that such Ge Qiao is really cute, I can't help but want to pounce on it.At the same time, he finds it funny that Ge Qiao, who is in a daze in life, can always bring him all kinds of new "surprises".

Zhong Mingcan tried to speak euphemistically: "Have you ever thought that the reason it looks so good is actually because...it's made of plastic?"

Of course he didn't want to believe it, and said blankly, "No...it won't be..."

This is Ge Qiao's "pet" that he has kept for two years, and he has developed feelings for him long ago.

Zhong Mingcan sighed, grabbed Ge Qiao's hand, let it go and rubbed it in his heart: "Look, there is nothing wrong with my hand. Those thorns look scary, but they are actually soft plastic..." He acted as a cold-blooded broken dream People, in the middle of the talk, suddenly regained their desire to survive, glanced at Ge Qiao, and changed the topic, "But it's so realistic! Look, the soil is also real soil, and there are lines on the flesh. If you don't pay attention You can't tell the difference at all!"

Ge Qiao slowly raised his eyes and looked back at him, the two of them looked at each other, neither of them spoke, the awkward and tense silence continued to spread and pile up in Ge Qiao's bedroom.After a while, Ge Qiao suddenly burst out laughing with a "poof", causing Zhong Mingcan to twitch the corners of his mouth.The two couldn't stop laughing, and the laughter kept coming and going, but from the outside, it seemed that the two were talking about some interesting topic inside the house.

Ge Qiao couldn't care less about feeling ashamed, he was out of breath: "Oh my god... I... I just found out... I've been raising plastic for two years..."

Zhong Mingcan still held his hand and did not let go, and had fun with him.

Ge Qiao had laughed enough, wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, his body became limp, his feet slipped a little, Zhong Mingcan quickly helped him to stabilize himself.He still had a smile on his face. If this kind of thing was put in front of others, he would probably become angry from embarrassment, but there was only Zhong Mingchan in front of him, and he couldn't be counted among the "others", and this person would see him act stupid countless times in the future It doesn't matter if you think about it this way.In the end, he rubbed his sore cheeks, and said, "Forget it, I'm really stupid. It's okay to accompany me to buy a pot next time, right?"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, interrupting their conversation.

"...Brother Qiao, are you in there?" It was Hu Zhinan's voice, which seemed a little hesitant.

Ge Qiao hurried up to open the door.

Standing outside the house, Hu Zhinan pursed his lips tightly and lowered his eyebrows. He looked like a primary school student who had scored zero in the test and was waiting for his parents to sign.Ge Qiao asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

The roots of Hu Zhinan's ears were burning red, and even his neck was burning red, and it seemed that it was going to burn his cheeks.He didn't look up, but suddenly put the things in Ge Qiao's arms into Ge Qiao's arms, and his voice was so low that he muttered: "This is your hard drive, return it to you..." Before Ge Qiao could respond, he turned around and went downstairs .

Ge Qiao glanced at the "black brick" in his hand inexplicably. He couldn't remember why he still had a hard drive in someone else's hands, and Hu Zhinan's appearance was very strange. He was obviously a good comrade who collected money, but he seemed to have stolen it. As if something turned itself in before the owner later?

Zhong Mingcan asked in the room: "What did he give you?"

Ge Qiao shook the black square in his hand, and the data cable inserted on one side swayed with his movements, "A hard drive, said to be mine." He turned it over and over several times, but there was no sign , "But I don't remember that I lost a hard drive?"

Zhong Mingcan remembered that Ge Qiao said before that he had a poor memory, the kind that could even forget the bank card password.He just thought it was a common thing, and said casually: "Maybe you lent it to others before and never returned it."

Ge Qiao nodded thoughtfully, then walked back to the desk, turned on the power, turned on the computer and plugged in the data cable in one go. When the text box popped up on the computer screen, he was still clueless, just looking at the series of "new file" Folder 1" and "New Folder 2" with a smile: "But look at the name, it is indeed my style."

With a flick of his wrist, he clicked on the top folder. Zhong Mingcan stood beside him watching with great interest. Ge Qiao stared at the column of video files still named "video1" and "video2", and a blur suddenly flashed in his mind. However, before he had time to taste where this sense of familiarity came from, he subconsciously double-clicked "video1".The moment he clicked on it, he suddenly had a sudden inspiration, and finally remembered that this seemed to be the hard drive that he lent Shen Yan a long time ago.

But what's going on here?

He didn't need to rack his brains to think hard, he just saw the colored sheets [note] that had become distorted due to the age, and the face of the blue-eyed, blond boy, and he trembled, remembering everything.

He reacted quickly. Before the pretty boy in the video continued to move, he pressed the space bar, closed the computer, and unplugged the data cable. His series of movements were more smooth and natural than those in the film, without any pause, and he was agile. Calm.

Instead, Zhong Mingcan was taken aback: "Why... what's wrong?"

Ge Qiao was still in shock, and after more than a year, he finally realized it. No wonder Shen Yan suddenly discovered that he was a gay guy that night, so he saw something here.But why did this hard drive get into Hu Zhinan's hands?All kinds of question marks and thoughts came to him in an instant, which filled his mind in a mess, huddled together and made him fall into deep thought.

But at this time, Zhong Mingcan was still an ignorant "curious baby". He had never used external forces to enlighten himself, so he didn't know what this classic masterpiece was. He asked, "Is it an old movie? Why don't you watch it?" gone?"

Ge Qiao turned to look at him, with a complicated expression, and a paradoxical light flashed in his eyes, circling around him.Speaking of it, he was actually quite lucky. He didn't go through any detours in the process of becoming gay. He knew that he was not interested in girls when he was in the second year of junior high school. At that time, he was much more withdrawn than he is now. Yang transferred to Shanghai and was unfamiliar with the place of life. Facing the complicated and crowded streets and sharp buildings, he felt like a country bumpkin with self-esteem, so he always pretended to be noble. Show people.But it is precisely this young man's lofty posture, coupled with his delicate features and smooth skin, that makes him stand out among a group of boys who are busy laughing and making trouble all day long, attracting batch after batch of literary artists who eat his style And reserved little girl.

That year, the housing prices in Shanghai surpassed those in Pingjing, and the people were exaggerated and lamented, but there was a trace of arrogance as a Shanghainese. The moment they read the news reports, they seemed to have become rich overnight. Blindly believing that this residential area of ​​his own will one day become a good land for tens of thousands of people to scramble for. During those days when people were panicked and business opportunities seemed to be everywhere, Ge Qiao's parents left early and returned late, busy researching real estate, Dreaming of the spring and autumn dream of one day being able to rely on a few dead things to make a fortune, except for preparing three meals a day for the young Ge Qiao to prevent him from starving and fainting, the rest of the time is left to fend for himself.At night, Ge Qiao huddled in his bedroom alone, slowly sorting out the love letters and small notes he received after school. He didn't remember who sent them. Anyway, the group of girls blushed and read them only when they were talking. They all look the same.

Suddenly his hand trembled, his eyes widened and he stared at the light blue envelope in front of him. If he remembered correctly, the name of their class monitor was written on it.And the monitor of their class is a boy.

His heart skipped a beat, then beat fast.In fact, he didn't like that monitor, and even after that, he didn't have any communication with him outside of the classroom. People might bump into deer when they saw his face, but he just looked back indifferently.In fact, the matter is not mysterious or romantic. When we meet again after many years, that person will only joke, "You were so beautiful back then, I confessed my love to you as a girl hahaha".Twelve or thirteen-year-old Ge Qiao just silently digested his emotions at that time in his heart, and gradually realized that his inner three layers were tightly wrapped by a stubborn and hard shell called "self-esteem". Yan Shixin will only have feelings for the same sex in all the days to come.

That hard drive is equivalent to a souvenir he prepared for himself who has awakened to the true meaning. In his opinion, this thing is probably the same as the gift of the coming-of-age ceremony, a symbol of a ceremony.Even if you forget what is inside the gift box, you will still bring it with you.

Although he hasn't put forward his view of love to his parents until now, he more or less has a premonition.I'm 29 and still haven't been forced to marry. My parents don't even mention finding a girlfriend when I go home during the Chinese New Year. Maybe they are also secretly making psychological preparations.

But he didn't know how Zhong Mingcan made it all the way, he almost never mentioned family affairs.Ge Qiao couldn't figure out why this person had never seen such a classic aestheticism masterpiece.

His voice was erratic, and his words were provocative: "Want to continue watching? Are you sure?"

When Zhong Mingcan heard Ge Qiao's tone, he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, and finally guessed the clue, but his first reaction was "this opportunity is not to be missed, the time will never come", and he replied sincerely as if he didn't know anything: "Well, my dream is to stay at home with you and watch movies and dramas."

Ge Qiao, an otaku, was poked in the center of his heart by this love words that were not love words. Warmth flowed through his heart, and he pursed his lips.When he laughed again, his eyes were full of evil, turned on the computer again, plugged in the data cable, and after a few operations, turned the screen to Zhong Mingcan, and laughed from fifty steps to a hundred steps: "Look, look, look at you, a pure little virgin." Look, let my brother increase your knowledge!"

In the short clip for several minutes, Zhong Mingcan was staring at the computer screen all the time, while Ge Qiao was staring at Zhong Mingcan all the time, not wanting to let go of any subtle expression on his face. As a result, Zhong Mingcan was extremely calm from the beginning to the end, until the end of the last second. No emotion can be seen, as if I was really just watching a flat family documentary.

"Uh," Ge Qiao didn't expect this reaction, and he was a little dignified, "Then what, you... do you have any impressions after watching it?"

"How should I put it..." Zhong Mingcan still looked away from the computer, frowning slightly, with a serious and steady expression, "Do you want to listen to the after-view or my thoughts?"

Are these two things different?

Ge Qiao thought for a while, and said, "Let's talk about the impression first."

Zhong Mingcan nodded, and said lightly: "He is very good-looking, with a well-proportioned figure, well-proportioned movements, and just-right eyes, and this kind of lens shooting method actually pays attention to the beauty of the picture. You can see that the characters in the composition are not in the center, and even In line with the golden ratio, I think it should be defined as pornography rather than pornography."

Ge Qiao really didn't expect this person to appreciate it purely as an academic research. The clear and logical analysis of the mechanism made him speechless for a while, and after a while, he struggled to speak: "...Then tell me what you think?"

Zhong Mingcan then turned his head and looked into Ge Qiao's eyes. Looking at his smile alone, he was still so gentle and innocent: "I look forward to our future even more. When we are with you, you must be more beautiful than him."

Ge Qiao was stunned for a moment, sighed softly, and suddenly felt very sad. It is estimated that the 20 years of reserved and elegant elite life will come to an end today, and he can foresee how extravagant and extravagant he will be in the future .

The author has something to say: [Note] Flower sheets: AydenJames, that's all I've said, go search for yourself.

[Note] Eros is a Greek god, corresponding to Cupid in Roman mythology, this child is not only the god of love, but also the god of sexual desire.

Just look at the character designs of the two of them, Ge Qiao will pay for the cheapness of his mouth now, in the future.Normal mind. Normal mind.

Yesterday I was chatting with my friends and said what is the saddest thing in the world, that is, I haven’t found a boyfriend yet, but I am writing about other people’s love life, and I can’t even feel sour towards them, it’s so f*ckingly sad.