Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Ge Qiao quickly took Zhong Mingcan out of that "place of right and wrong".

In fact, if he was the only one, he probably would never return to this place in his life, but now that there is an extra Zhong Mingchan by his side, this is a surprise gift from God to Ge Qiao. All the old things have turned around, God wants to teach him to let go of himself and look forward.

However, nothing changed and nothing changed.

He walked in front, and his eyes inevitably swept to the twin buildings standing in the main campus with a cold metal light, which is indeed a symbol of Fuda, so eye-catching, so tall and majestic.

As spring and autumn go, familiar faces leave and new faces welcome, but this building remains unchanged. It will always be hidden in the hearts of every Fu University student, supporting their dignity and strength in their future life. pride.

But it is nothing more than a dead thing, an inhuman dead thing.

Even if there was one person who loved it so passionately, he was just one of the tens of millions of admirers it had received. The new look and the old look, like a passing time, are not worth mentioning.

He has passed the age of being a fool, and he used the fastest way to resolutely abandon his nostalgia and left Shanghai, and he has long since lost contact with this place.

It's been six or seven years, and I should have continued to persevere, and shouldn't have broken the precept for Zhong Mingcan.Look, God is also punishing him for breaking the rules. Even if he is careful enough, he has not even set foot in the campus of the headquarters, and he has avoided all opportunities to encounter old people and old things, but he still can't avoid Yang Guhai. that person.

"Do you like Shanghai?" Ge Qiao asked suddenly.

"It's okay," Zhong Mingcan replied, "but I'm more used to living in the north."

Ge Qiao said again: "I don't like Shanghai. When the exchange meeting is over, I won't come here again."

He was calm and just made a decision.

Zhong Mingcan stared at his drooping eyebrows and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to hook his neck, and pressed into his arms.

Ge Qiao was wearing a down jacket and was already clumsy. He couldn't stand firmly this time. He yelled "Oops" and staggered a few steps, but he couldn't break his arm.

"How tall are you?"

"Why? Why are you asking this?"

"I just think it's very comfortable to hug, and it matches my height."

"1.8 meters."

"Really? But you look half a head shorter than me."

"Tsk, can you fucking talk?"

"How tall is it, to be honest. [-]? [-]? [-]?"

"What good is it for you to know such details? Do you understand the rounding? I am a southerner, and I already eat more gravity than you. Growing to this height is already a violation of the laws of nature..."

If this person still doesn't forget to talk nonsense, then there is no big problem.

Zhong Mingcan let go of the arm that clamped his neck, put his hand on his shoulder lightly, he looked brisk, and said: "Let's go, take me to visit Shanghai and Shanghai, this is your last time, then I will definitely There is no chance to come again.”

Ge Qiao rolled his eyes and insinuated: "Why don't you have a chance? Didn't you just buy a plane ticket and come here?"

Zhong Mingcan suddenly brought his head closer and put it next to his ear, and breathed accurately on Ge Qiao's temples. With the white breath coming out, it frosted and hardened in the cold air.

He deliberately kept his voice low: "Just say that you were unhappy when you suddenly saw me today. I like you so much. Of course, I will go wherever you are."

Ge Qiao was shocked at the moment, he was not the type to follow such a path, and he still had an instinctive stress response to all the sweet words of love.

There was still resistance, but it couldn't stop his ears from burning and his cheeks turning red.

He didn't dare to look up into Zhong Mingcan's eyes: "What's wrong with you today? Can you talk properly?"

Zhong Mingcan didn't know what was wrong with him, but obviously he just didn't want to talk properly today.

Because Ge Qiao started to get lazy again and didn't want to be Zhong Mingcan's free tour guide, he proposed to take a city tour bus and circle around several famous scenic spots in Shanghai to free his legs and save time and effort.

When walking towards the departure point, I met an Internet celebrity milk tea shop.It was noon, and the people in line almost occupied half of the street, so it was so bustling.

Zhong Mingcan's eyes lit up, he pulled Ge Qiao along and walked towards the end of the line.

"You fucking..." As soon as Ge Qiao changed the direction of his feet, he immediately saw this person's intentions, but he couldn't match this person's hand strength, so he could only look up to the sky and scream, "Brother, brother, can we put the limited Spend more time on more meaningful things? Look at this long line, just for..." He took the time to glance at the huge signboard menu posted outside the store, "Just for a cup of 39 yuan milk tea, you want Stand outside for two hours?"

Zhong Mingcan blurted out without thinking: "It's not like I haven't waited."

Ge Qiao was keen, and he was stunned when he heard it. His thoughts raced for a moment, and then he suddenly remembered the gift that Zhong Mingcan gave him, which was also a cup of milk tea bought from an online celebrity shop.

Pingjing City is no less populated than Shanghai, and it is estimated that it is not much better than the situation in front of us.

He stopped struggling, eating people with a short mouth, even though it was half a year ago.He obediently followed Zhong Mingcan to the end of the line, and then quietly hid behind him, frowning to block the sun.

"Are you thirsty? Or shall we go to the convenience store to buy two bottles of water and drink as we go?"

"No, I want to wait for this store." Zhong Mingcan was rarely stubborn.

"I don't just drink milk tea," Ge Qiao was anxious. He only wanted to be courteous to himself, but the price-performance ratio of this bribe was not high, and he felt it was not worth it. "I also drink mineral water, carbonated drinks and Juice, Feizhai Happy Water, Vita Lemon Tea, you can buy them at the convenience store across the road."

"No, I have to wait for this store." Zhong Mingcan insisted.

Ge Qiao's tone softened: "Then tell me a reason why you want to wait for this one so much?"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Mingcan stopped answering, as if he thought he was noisy.Just when Ge Qiao was about to give up his resistance, Zhong Mingcan suddenly turned his head, stared into his eyes with a light smile, and said affectionately: "Because I have a dream, I want to buy you all the Internet celebrity milk teas all over the world."

Ge Qiao was stunned for a long while, his mouth was still half open, but he didn't say a word in a daze.

After finally regaining his sanity, he first raised his hand to touch Zhong Mingcan's forehead, and then tried his own. Suddenly, he lowered his head and frowned, puzzled, what kind of stimulation did his boyfriend suffer today?

However, in Zhong Mingcan's eyes, his stupid look is so cute.

Zhong Mingcan got today's share of fun, he knows how happy it is to tease Ge Qiao, this person is resistant to fighting and pressure, but he just can't hold the earthy love talk.

"Why are you so ignorant of romance?"

Ge Qiao suffered aesthetic doubts for no reason, and his fighting spirit was also aroused. He glared at him viciously, "Then you really touched me to death. Wait! I will wait with you!"

The two of them followed the team at a slow pace, while chatting with each other, Zhong Mingcan rarely took the initiative to start the conversation, but he never left aside the new topics that Ge Qiao, who was out of his mind, popped up casually. , The two sang together, chatting about the new snacks from McDonald's on the roadside to the prices and housing prices in first-tier and second-tier cities, Ge Qiao said whatever he thought of, and Zhong Mingcan picked up whatever Ge Qiao heard.

Suddenly a free blood donation vehicle drove up on the road, passing by with a whine.Ge Qiao remembered that he had donated once when he was in college, and the college rewarded them with 600 yuan each. He told Zhong Mingcan that at that time he felt that the blood of nobles was flowing in his body.

Ge Qiao said with a smile: "If something happens to me, I can still receive your blood, and you can come to save me."

Zhong Mingcan has gotten used to his brain circuit, and quickly followed: "What about me?"

"You..." Ge Qiao choked up, thinking about this question too. He thought that Zhong Mingcan's O blood seemed unable to accept his own AB blood, and suddenly felt inexplicably wronged.The queue was at the end, the waiter walked up to them with a brochure, and asked what kind of tea they wanted to buy, Ge Qiao pointed absently, and he finally opened his mouth when the waiter passed them and continued to greet the guests behind them. Here is my unfinished answer.

He paused every word, and suddenly became serious.

"You'll be fine."

By the time they finally came out of the store and rushed to the departure point of the tour bus with a cup of colorful milk tea in their hands, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

The faded light orange sunlight slanted on their faces, it was warm, the air was full of dust, the cold wind was carrying broken leaves, the shadows behind them were stretched longer and deformed.

The weather was just right and the time was just right, Ge Qiao took Zhong Mingcan up to the open-air place on the top floor of the bus, there was no one there, it seemed like they had booked the whole car.

Ge Qiao sat in the front row, facing the sun, and Zhong Mingcan sat behind him, but his eyes could only fit the back of the head of the person in front.

When the red bus turned around this row of high-rise buildings and got into another row of dangerous buildings, Ge Qiao winked, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help raising his hands to shade, he squinted and covered himself With tears in his eyes, he turned his head to look for the famous charm.

He sighed: "I'm still facing you like this. Leave me alone and enjoy the surrounding scenery. I chose the wrong seat. The front row is facing the sun. It's too dazzling. I really can't keep my eyes open."

Zhong Mingcan just laughed, he didn't care about the similar buildings around him with little difference, glass floor-to-ceiling windows, concrete walls, either pointed roofs or flat tiles, it's not interesting.

At this time, Ge Qiao was looking at himself quietly, blinking his eyes and motionless, and seemed to be concentrating on something. For him, this was the most beautiful scenery.He rubbed the top of Ge Qiao's head, and kissed lightly on his smooth forehead exposed after the wind tossed his bangs.

His voice was unbelievably gentle: "I don't want to look at the scenery either. I can't keep my eyes open if I sit in the back row. You are too dazzling."

The words are in place, the years are quiet, and this is perfect.

However, Ge Qiao is a very unsightly person, he suddenly leaned over and covered Zhong Mingcan's mouth, and said expressionlessly: "Shut it up, give me your dirty talk."

He has already confirmed that Zhong Mingcan is not ill, he did it on purpose.

But people are so cheap, the more they are not allowed to do things, the more they want to do them. Zhong Mingcan has become addicted to Ge Qiao's various cute and helpless reactions at the moment. He and his mouth began to itch again, and he couldn't suppress himself in the end.

It's just pity for Ge Qiao, he was forced to put up with Zhong Mingcan's all kinds of tricks and sloppy words from Meng Lang, but he made such a great sacrifice, not only did he not get anything in return, he even received a very gentle message in the end threaten.

"You'd better get used to this quickly, and I will tell you about it day and night in the future."

Zhong Mingcan looked sincere, as if making a promise: "I will talk until you get used to it."

The red bus took them around Shanghai's business circles. Every time they arrived at a station, the voice of the commentator could be vaguely heard on the radio, but no one cared about it in the car. Everyone gathered together and talked. have a laugh.

Finally, the two of them got off at the Bund station.

When Ge Qiao got out of the car, he was already in a trance by Zhong Mingcan's verbal attack, completely forgetting that he had just rejected Zhu Zan's invitation to come to the Bund to count heads this morning.

He didn't expect that he would still come here, and what happened all day today was unexpected to him.

There is a very famous river in Shanghai, which divides the city into two parts. It makes Shanghai look like a half-female, half-male monster. It is graceful and quiet.

People here seem to like to do something around the river, like nomads who believe that bonfires symbolize good fortune. Jiang An was in the ranks of praying for all the best in the new year.

Ge Qiao used to come here with his friends for New Year's Eve. The crowded scene made him feel disgusted and scared, and the Bund area was closed to traffic after [-] pm. He was worried that it would be too late and he would not be able to go home without a car, so he went I found an excuse to slip away early, and the street lights were not on when I left.

Anyway, he didn't see any bustling night scene with the lights of the flower market in the end, and he didn't experience the tense and exciting countdown of thousands of people before the New Year's Eve. His impression of this place is probably only the crowds of people moving around the street from morning till night.

"It's getting dark, shall we wait here for a while?" Zhong Mingcan wanted to wait for the night on the river.

"The road will be closed at night, and we have to catch the subway back to the hotel before then." Ge Qiao was still worried about the traffic conditions on his way home.

Zhong Mingcan frowned and stopped talking.

Ge Qiao's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was too disappointed.

He leaned against the railing, turned his face away, and rubbed his left thumb subconsciously, "There are too many people around here, it's hard to take a taxi, if you don't catch the subway, you can only walk back, it's not too far, we can walk back It's..." At the end, the voice became smaller and smaller, this was a trick to coax Zhong Mingcan, he didn't want to really walk back.

Zhong Mingcan looked at him, but never got the chance to meet him. Ge Qiao hung his head alone, his hands were so entangled that he was about to wring his hands, helpless, he sighed, and pulled Ge Qiao's body to face him forcefully. Facing herself, she raised her hand to put on the hood for him, then pressed the back of her head on her shoulder, and hugged him into her arms.

"Why do you always think about something, like a worried old woman." He complained, and rubbed the cloth next to Ge Qiao's ear, "Little old woman, stay with me for a while, this is the last time we look at this place like this It’s already a city, right, stay with me for a while.”

"You still say you don't like this place? You are clearly reluctant..." Ge Qiao said slowly with a muffled voice.

"Because there is your breath here, you have lived here for a long time, and I have only known you for half a year."

"My breath?" Ge Qiao laughed, "Are you a dog's nose, you can still smell that thing?"

Zhong Mingcan sniffed hard, then nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it's everywhere. This city smells very similar to yours."

He spoke softly, the wind and the material of the hat blocked Ge Qiao, making his voice unreal, "Ge Qiao, I smelled it as soon as I came here, it told me that this is your home, you belong here, But you said you don't like it and won't come back. Where do you want to go? Do you like Pingjing? If you don't like it, will you leave Pingjing too? I really can't guess you, but you never tell me you What do you think, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch you..."

The word "also" is subtle.Ge Qiao froze, not knowing what to do.

As the dusk fell, people's figures became indistinct, which was good, as if it was a solid cover for the two of them.

He thought that Zhong Mingcan had understood him long ago.

He doesn't belong to Shanghai, nor does he belong to Pingjing. These are just temporary places to stay. He can leave whenever he wants, and he can stay wherever he wants.He just wanted to belong to the person holding him in front of him, and he really wanted to.But when the words came to his lips, he took another turn and hid them.

In the end, what he said was still a joke: "Are you going to cry?"

Zhong Mingcan took a deep breath without showing any trace, and let it out slowly, until he felt that the blockage in his heart felt better, and finally let go of his hand, leaning on the railing, and replied: "No. Before you decide where to go, just Just stay by my side."

He tried his best to say this sentence calmly, but in the end it was just a humble begging.

Ge Qiao generously accepted his begging: "Yes, yes, I am right in front of you, you see, I can hug you as soon as I reach out."

Zhong Mingcan saw him open his arms, but didn't move, just watched.This was the first time he didn't accept Ge Qiao's active teasing as ordered.

Ge Qiao smiled, a little helpless, he took a few steps forward, took Zhong Mingcan into his arms, and then pinched his chin: "I didn't expect you to care so much, don't scare yourself, I don't like Shanghai , I just don’t like this place, it has nothing to do with that person, when I go back at night, I’ll answer you honestly if you want to ask, okay?”

Zhong Mingcan's series of weird behaviors today are rooted in the fact that he ate Yang Guhai's flying vinegar that appeared out of nowhere.

The more Ge Qiao didn't say anything, the more panic he felt. He hid in his heart and secretly made up stories. The more he made up, the more outrageous and scary he was. You can also pretend to be stupid and go on, but let him see the tip of the iceberg with his own eyes, so how can he continue to ignore it?

Now that he has received the "prescription for the antidote" guaranteed by Ge Qiao himself, he has cured the symptoms and the root cause, and his mood has turned up.

This person is the same as when we first met half a year ago, very coaxable.

When the lanterns first came on, people were already standing in front of the fence of the high platform by the river. Zhong Mingcan suddenly said that he wanted to take a photo of Ge Qiao.

"No photo, no photo..." Ge Qiao refused all over his body.

"I want to put you in forever..." I deliberately said a sentence in a cadence.

"Take a photo!" Ge Qiao tensed up instantly, and decisively interrupted the scumbag who was about to run wild. He was speechless. How did Zhong Mingcan develop such an annoying habit in one day, "You he Damn..."

He cursed impatiently, but suddenly burst out laughing.

Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, awkward is really awkward, but it is not annoying.

He twitched a few times, still staring at Zhong Mingcan's camera obediently, posing for a good expression, but after waiting for a long time, the flashlight was not turned on, and the standard eight-teeth smile was almost covered by the cold wind on his face. Finally woke up.

"Are you recording?"

"No, don't move, you'll be fine soon." Zhong Mingcan denied.

Ge Qiao didn't believe it, he swayed from side to side, waved his hands again, and swayed to Zhong Mingcan's mobile phone with slow steps. Wherever he went, the camera followed him: "You are obviously videotaping."

"Not recorded..."

Zhong Mingcan smiled and wanted to continue to deny it, but Ge Qiao suddenly stepped forward, stared at the phone camera and thought about it for two seconds, and then kissed him.

"Here, my little boyfriend's late-night welfare video, keep it for yourself."

Fortunately, the night was dark, and the lights of Wanjia on the other side of the river easily illuminated the ripples of the river, but could not illuminate Ge Qiao's face behind the fence on this side of the river.

His cheeks at this moment were probably red as a lantern.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Mingcan's reaction to his change was extremely calm: "Why are you kissing the camera? Do you know how many bacteria are on the phone? It is said to be as dirty as the toilet."

After a while of silence, Ge Qiao was shocked, ashamed and angry.

"Can you fucking talk!?"

"Come here, I'll clean it up for you." Zhong Mingcan waved at him, and before he could get close, he pressed down on his head and bit it, then quickly licked the line of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and gently pushed back Hit his teeth, and then let go of him, "Okay, I'll disinfect it manually for you, it's clean."

"You..." It seemed as though an electric current had passed through it, and his mouth was still numb. Ge Qiao couldn't speak a complete sentence. After holding back for a long time, his face became redder than a lantern, and finally he cursed angrily, "" You are a dog!"

"Well, I'm just a dog."

"Silly dog! Bell dog!"

"Yeah, clock dog clock dog."

The author has something to say: Oh, what a daily routine...

Can't be abused!If you don't abuse it, you won't abuse it, if you don't abuse it, you won't abuse it!

However, I think the percentage of the relationship line marked before can be ignored, and their relationship will continue to heat up until the last chapter is truly 100% complete.

That is to say, the career line x love line will run parallel!Oh yeah!So happy to decide! [Wow, doesn't this author have an outline?Are you still so hasty? 】