Protagonist, wake up

Jian Zhu and Jian Lanzhou contacted for a summer vacation, and learned that Jian Lanzhou rented a house outside.Coincidentally, Yan Ziluo and Xie Lang are also renting together outside, and there are not many people left in their dormitory.

After school started, Jian Lanzhou invited Jian Zhu to come to his rented house as a guest, in the name of letting Jian Zhu inspect the territory.

Jian Zhu ran out at noon on Saturday, but Wang Yunzhou called to stop him: "Are you really not coming back tonight?"

"Well, I told you last night that my friend's place is not far away." Jian Zhu checked his mobile phone wallet, "Anyway, our school usually doesn't check the dormitory, and we can still get through in one night. If we really check, then Please call me."

Wang Yunzhou nodded: "Okay, you should be careful yourself. Just send a message if there is anything, Xiao Liu and Brother Ding's penguins are online all day long."

"OK, then I'll go first."

After Jian Zhu left, Ge Feiliu was full of envy: "Oh, when will I have such a good friend, and I will come to see bamboo."

Wang Yunzhou frowned imperceptibly.

Are you friends...

**

Because she has to go to class, Jian Lanzhou's rental house is not far from the school.Jian Zhu didn't know that Jian Lanzhou was still an invisible rich man until he knocked on his door.

After entering the door, Jian Zhu looked at the wide space in surprise: "Yes, you can rent this kind of house in our place. It doesn't look like you are quite rich."

Jian Lanzhou took out the prepared slippers for him, smiled and let him look at them casually.

The decoration is relatively simple, mainly in light colors.The furniture is all durable goods bought from the Internet and flea markets, and many of them were remodeled by Jian Lanzhou himself with branches, cloth sheets and so on.There is another door next to the bedroom. After Jian Zhu opened it, he found that it was a studio.

The size of the studio is comparable to the living room, and it smells like paint, with a light layer of pencil dust on the floor.As far as the eye can see, there are still unfinished gouache paintings on the easel, pen holders, buckets and stacks of various papers.

Jian Zhu bent down and lifted a little white cloth.Before looking at a few paintings, Jian Lanzhou grabbed him from behind and said embarrassedly: "I just finished painting and haven't had time to clean it, the floor is covered with dust. I'll show you my paintings later."

Jian Zhu pointed to the flower-and-bird painting on the birth certificate and asked curiously: "Didn't you learn oil painting? I think you have some gouache sketches and Chinese paintings here?"

"Well, I learned miscellaneous things in the early years. Sometimes when I am tired of oil painting, I will paint something else to relax." Jian Lanzhou led him to the sofa and sat down, poured him a glass of water, "Of course, whatever you want Doodles are relaxing and don’t pay attention to anything.”

"It's very beautiful, I can't draw with such an artistic skill." Jian Zhu praised sincerely.

Jian Lanzhou pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "I will draw you whatever you want to see in the future."

Jian Zhu froze for a moment, then nodded a little shyly.Even though he kept chatting during this time, he still couldn't get used to Jian Lanzhou saying flirtatious words in a gentle tone.

He took a sip of water, saw Jian Lanzhou walking towards the kitchen, and hurriedly stood up to help.Jian Lanzhou smiled and pushed him out of the kitchen: "Although you will be another host here in the future, you are still a guest today, so there is no reason for the guest to do it? The ingredients have already been processed, and you can enjoy the benefits of the guest today .”

Jian Zhu blushed all of a sudden: "Master, master..." Even though he said that, he still followed closely, not letting Jian Lanzhou out of his sight.

Jian Lanzhou cooks ordinary home-cooked dishes.After dinner, Jian Zhu took over the job of washing dishes, while Jian Lanzhou went to tidy up the studio.

Behind the pile of paintings covered by white cloth, there is a large wooden box on a table in a hidden corner, and a few semi-formed sketches are scattered around the wooden box.Jian Lanzhou opened the box, and half of the box was full of small sketches.Sparse lines outline stick figures, but every small sketch can clearly see that the painter is drawing a boy, standing or sitting, biting a straw and holding his cheek... the same boy in different states, quiet or Full of vigor.

Jian Lanzhou sorted out the drawing papers one by one, and when he got the fifth one, his hand froze.

...Drawing, one is missing.

A sketch with two people.

He remembered that once he finally couldn't bear it and drew his half body on paper.In that painting, one of his hands is gently caressing the cheek of the boy opposite.

"Lanzhou?" The boy asked softly from behind.

Jian Lanzhou turned around.The boy was leaning against the door of the studio, and the setting sun cast a vague dark rose color on his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The eyes behind the lens were slightly bent, Jian Lanzhou put away the sketch as if nothing had happened, and then went to hold Jian Zhu's hand.He pushed Jian Zhu to sit on the fabric sofa, then took off his glasses and put them on the coffee table.

"Why don't you wear it?" Jian Zhu watched as Jian Lanzhou sat down beside him.

"At home, and in front of you, I think it's more comfortable not to wear glasses." Jian Lanzhou, who took off her glasses, relaxed her brows and eyes, and her long and narrow eyes, which were usually blocked by the lenses, looked more beautiful.

It was the first time Jian Zhu saw Jian Lanzhou without glasses.The half-length black hair was scattered softly around his slender neck, making his soft appearance a little more charming.When Jian Lanzhou glanced over with a smile, he couldn't help leaning over and wrapping his arms around the man's neck.

"You look good like this." He whispered in Jian Lanzhou's ear.

The smooth arms encircled the boy through the thin cloth, Jian Lanzhou exerted a little force, and Jian Zhu straddled|sat on his lap smoothly.Jian Lanzhou smiled and fell back into the big soft sofa pillow, Jian Zhu hung his neck and leaned into his arms.

Jian Lanzhou rested lightly on her soft waist|limb with one hand, and slowly stroked the soft black hair of the boy in her arms with the other.Feeling the scorching breath on his neck, and the irregular heartbeat coming from close to the chest, Jian Lanzhou's touch was more gentle and pampering.

With her hot cheek pressed against her warm neck, Jian Zhu closed her eyes and dared not raise her head.But his arm holding Jian Lanzhou's neck slid down to his shoulder and gradually tightened.

He heard the other party chuckle gently, and then felt a feather-like soft touch on the back of his forehead, and a cold key was stuffed into the hand behind the back.

"Xiao Zhu, come here to accompany me if you have nothing to do in the future."

After a while, Jian Zhu's vague answer came from his arms.

**

The letter this time was typed out, maybe because of the relationship, the child communicated with her more and more frequently during this period.But at the same time, the originally normal tone gradually became gloomy.And the printed letters are not a good sign, they all speak like their own, using a printer means that the child may no longer be willing to express his emotions through writing, or he can't control his emotions when he writes, fearing that she will see the deformed font. Comfortable.

Of course, this is just her bad guess, and she doesn't want it to be so serious.

but--

"...Teacher, I really want to stay with him all the time. I don't know why, I want to cling to him all the time like I have skin hunger. I long to be touched by him, even if Just the touch of fingers makes me shudder, that euphoric, fulfilled feeling that explodes in every nerve ending. It's so weird... so weird..."

"I probably really have something wrong. When I am with him, I am always tense, and the rational string in my brain will break at any time. I have an extremely strong desire to possess and control him. I even Wanting to hurt him. Sometimes when he leaves me I can't help but have horrible thoughts about just eating him so we can become one."

"Teacher, teacher, teacher... I, I have been restraining myself to make myself look like a normal person. I don't want my dark thoughts to hurt him, so I dare not be too close to him move."

"Teacher, help me, how can I restrain myself better?"

Teacher Liu frowned. After a long time, she typed a line on the document interface.

"I think you should find time to meet me."

The author has something to say: Thank you for the windy grenade (/ω＼)(☆?☆)

Changed the name of the article=w=The name of the article is useless. Thinking about these is so painful

I won't change the cover for now, I'll talk about it when the new cover arrives