indescribable

early summer June [-]th

Even though it was only early summer, the temperature had already crossed the threshold of [-] and moved forward. The air conditioner was turned on in the classroom, but this turned out to be the reason why Chen Xiang didn't want to stay in the classroom.

Closed windows, closed classroom doors, closed classroom spaces.

So Chen Xiang was forced out by the fear of the closed space, found a shade of a tree, and put it on an easel.

The cicadas keep singing, very noisy but full of vitality unique to summer.The strong sunlight was divided into scattered fragments by countless leaves, like golden fragments, with a scorching temperature.

The freshly squeezed paint on the painting plate is mixed irregularly, the color is slightly dark, and the canvas is full of color blocks of unknown meaning.

But it wasn't the noise of the summer that interrupted Chen Xiang's thoughts, but lost his direction, lost, and fell into a daze, as if someone walking in the fog was looking forward to...

A lamp to illuminate the front.

Just like the warm breath emitted by the boy's blond hair reflecting the sunlight...

Chen Xiang and Liu Dongze looked at each other, this was their first meeting, but both of them felt that they saw each other's salvation.

Liu Dongze reacted half a beat, and walked straight towards Chen Xiang with his usual smile on his face, while Chen Xiang stared blankly at him coming.

His expression must be very silly, Chen Xiang thought so, Liu Dongze had already arrived at the easel, and handed over a piece of paper, on which was printed a stave full of musical notes, and under the stave were lyrics written in gentle words.

"Can you sing this song for me?"

He seemed a little nervous, and the smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened a little.

Chen Xiang had put down his paintbrush a long time ago, and reached out to take the score. Chen Xiang couldn't understand the five-line score. After all, he is not a music expert, and he doesn't have the support of professional knowledge, but the lyrics...

As if he suddenly understood Chen Xiang's thoughts, Liu Dongze's face was full of embarrassment.

"Ah... sorry, I forgot that you can't read the staff. It seems that you are a good student of painting, right?"

"I……"

"I, I, I am not mocking you!"

Chen Xiang shook his head, expressing that he didn't care about it.Looking up at Liu Dongze, he is a little flustered now, he can't stop gesticulating as if he wants to explain something, the hair on his head is shaking slightly with his movements, it's very cute

"I can sing this song, it doesn't matter if I don't understand the score."

After hearing Chen Xiang's words, Liu Dongze was relieved, and then showed a surprised expression.

"This song is really very small, I never thought you would!"

"I fell in love with this song a long time ago."

Because the soft tone can make people feel at ease

"So you want me to sing this?"

"Huh? Ah, yes!"

He seemed to be distracted just now, Chen Xiang thought, and sang the song he had sung many times before.

That song that I always hum softly while painting the beautiful scenery with a brush when I am alone.

Chen Xiang's voice is not particularly deep, nor is it hoarse like it was during the voice-changing period. It is very cool and clear.

The singing was floating with the summer wind, and the cicadas seemed not to be so irritable, but instead became an embellishment, full of the breath of summer.

Then there was the melodious sound of the violin.

Chen Xiang's voice paused, and he looked at the boy beside him. Liu Dongze also stopped playing the piano and looked at him.

"continue?"

Chen Xiang nodded, and continued to sing the melodious tune. The violin's voice was not bright, but surrounded him with an exceptional softness. Didn't blow away the singing and harpsichord.

After the song, Liu Dongze put down the violin, heaved a sigh of relief for some reason, and then looked at Chen Xiang with extremely enthusiastic eyes.

"Considering changing majors?"

"nonexistent."

After all, I have been painting for so many years, how can I just let it go.

The two looked at each other, as if they had realized something, and laughed together.

As if to get rid of some grievances, Liu Dongze's movements became familiar, and he directly lay down on Chen Xiang's easel, and stretched out his hand to Chen Xiang.

"My name is Liu Dongze, and I am..."

"Ah, I know yours."

I got the expected reaction, sure enough he doesn't know me, Chen Xiang thought silently.

"Am I so famous in school? Hahaha..."

He withdrew his hand as if a little embarrassed.

"No... Actually, we are classmates."

"Eh?!"

Liu Dongze, who finally came to his senses, looked at Chen Xiang with a surprised look.

"You are Chen Xiang?!"

I still remember...

Chen Xiang was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. There were no friends in class, and he basically didn't participate in activities. No one came to paint in this deserted place during lunch break, and he had to go to the studio during dinner time.In many cases, it is normal for the classmates in the class not to know him.

Liu Dongze showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"I didn't expect it at all. It feels like you are completely different from the person in the classroom."

"I think it's about the same."

Basically don't speak, don't speak, don't communicate with outsiders.

"No, more..."

"Even?"

"Brilliant, want a more vivid feeling, more distinctive?"

Bright, such an adjective has never been used by others before.

"When you are painting, the way you concentrate is very attractive."

Chen Xiang stopped holding the paintbrush, looked up at Liu Dongze, the blond boy had a bright smile, and his face was slightly flushed due to the hot weather or something else.

I don't know at all, Chen Xiang thought, because once he touches a paintbrush, he is basically isolated from the outside world...and he can't see himself...

"I love so much."

like?

The heart was beating irregularly, even though Chen Xiang knew that the meaning of this liking was very simple.

So he returned a smile.

"I like it too, the way you play the violin."

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