summer and roses

"The next stop is coming." You Yi said, looking away from the phone screen, looking at the street outside.

Because he changed the bus once, Mucha couldn't recognize the way at all.He has only been in this city for more than a month, and most of the time he only spends time around his residence and school. Mucha followed him in a cruise until there were only a few people left in the bus, and he drove into an old city.

He let out an "oh", clenched the strap of his schoolbag tightly, and stared at the red mark on You You's forehead.

The magic skill of flicking the fingers did not master the strength well, and as soon as it was knocked down, it yelled loudly, which was not as tragic as it was pretended to be.When Mu Xia withdrew his hand, his forehead was already red, even after such a long bus journey, there was still a little mark.

The National Day holiday is approaching, and there is joy everywhere.A seven-day holiday is more practical than anything else, and it gives more pleasure than an illusory sense of honor.After You Yi put away his phone, he didn't look at it again, he looked out the window in a daze, as if he was thinking about something, his brows were slightly frowned.

Mucha didn't sit down, he stood in the aisle, pulling the armrest and drooping his eyes in silence.There was a strange "humming" sound in the bus, and the occasional bumps invaded the eardrums. Mucha took off his earphones, hesitating to speak.

With a sudden brake, the driver suddenly stopped as if he had forgotten to stand by, and then rang the radio.

You Yi stood up and yawned: "Let's go."

He followed You Yi, and the two jumped off the bus one after another. Mucha suddenly called to him and said, "It wasn't intentional, that... I'm sorry, it might hurt a little."

You Yi was in a daze, Mu Xia didn't wait for a long time to answer, and left in embarrassment.He is not good at apologizing, and he is very face-saving. As soon as he doesn't get a response, he immediately becomes ashamed.

Only after turning around did You Yi realize the cause and effect, and chased after him with a hippie smile: "Hey, don't, Brother Xia, it's okay, it doesn't hurt—turn left, you're going the wrong way!"

Mucha was almost tripped by the vines hanging from the corner of the street, and suddenly wanted to turn to the side, You Yi followed up and grabbed the back of his neck to force him to wait for him for a while.The distance between tandem and back became shoulder to shoulder, You You saw Mucha raising his hand to hit him, he took a quick step ahead, and stuffed a piece of chocolate into the other's open palm.

Mucha: "..."

He unwrapped the candy silently and ate it, the rich sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue with a little bit of bitterness.The candy wrapper was crumpled and thrown into the trash can on the side of the street. Mucha's neck twisted slightly, unable to get rid of that hand.

"My dad brought it back to China last time, and I gave you the last one." You Yi said lightly.

So the bit of anger turned into anger just now was melted away by the spring breeze of chocolate, Mucha carefully sipped its sweetness, and when he finished eating, You You led him to stop in front of a small yard.

The city has not fully caught up with the first-tier standards. At least the old city has many square yards and small gray buildings, silently expressing decades of time.The shade of the trees covering the sky grows wantonly at the end of summer, without the bleakness of the autumn wind at all, as if the south is always lush.

Mu Xia looked up at the locust tree at the entrance of the courtyard, his nose moved slightly, and he faintly smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Hanging on the gray brick wall of the small courtyard is a rather quaint plaque with four words on it, which are a bit of the style of private schools and academies in the old days: Wilderness Studio.There is also a seal on the lower left, vermilion, and it is impossible to tell what the word is at a glance.

Just as Mu Xia was about to study it seriously, You You couldn't wait to open the door, dragged him in, and yelled loudly: "Sister, brother, I'm here, and I brought a friend!"

The door of the room was open, and just as he finished speaking, a tall man came out——

In his thirties, Zhou Zheng, with facial features, looked like a star. He wore a nondescript apron around his waist, which was so dirty that he couldn't see the original color clearly, and he was holding a handful of mud in his hands.He was not very happy to see You You, showing a disgusted expression of seeing a debt collector, and then went to the yard to wash his hands.

"Your sister went out to pick up the courier." After washing his hands, he wiped the apron casually twice, and Mu Xia's Adam's apple moved slightly, finally holding back the dirt that reminded him to rub it up again.

How did that sentence say, cleanliness is best not to engage in sculptures and oil paintings.

The young man in front of you who is called "Brother" by You Yi, guessed from Mucha's professional eyes, the professional is probably clay sculpture.He followed You Yi and called Brother, looking around the yard from the corner of his eye.

There are rattan chairs and folding tables under the vines, which the owner enjoys very much, but it doesn't look like a studio.

You Yi was still talking: "Then I'll tell you directly, are you still recruiting students this year? This is my classmate, who just transferred here, he mentioned training camp or something, I remember my sister was doing this, so I brought He'll come and see."

After introducing the topic, the man looked Mu Xia up and down, his eyes landed on his wrist held by You Yi miraculously, and after a long time he shrugged and said: "Teacher, do you have a foundation?"

Mucha said "ah", and replied politely: "I have studied Chinese painting for eight years."

"Oh." He was obviously surprised, and then straightened his eyebrows and eyes, "Hello, my name is Yuan Ye, and I am currently the person in charge of this studio. If you are interested, you can come in and have a chat. Our rules may be different from other places. , if you want to take the art test, we can take care of it, but the requirements for you will be very high."

Mucha nodded: "I've made up my mind."

Yuan Ye smiled at him and showed his white teeth: "Do you have a goal? T Grand Academy of Fine Arts?"

"That, that won't work." Mucha was amused by his teasing tone, "My cultural subjects are too bad, but I can give it a try in other schools, maybe I can turn my bicycle into a motorcycle."

Yuan Ye made a "please come in" gesture to him, and Mu Xia followed him into the house, leaving You Yi alone in the yard.

It stands to reason that he can go already, but for some reason, You Yi wants to know the result.He sat down on the wicker chair, and threw his schoolbag and the change of clothes in the bag on the ground beside him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stretched like a cat.

Sunsets are comfortable and always extra relaxing in familiar surroundings.

The voices inside occasionally reached You Yi's ears, and the sound insulation effect of the small courtyard was not good, so he didn't deliberately eavesdrop.

Of course, I brought Mucha here not only because of that doraemon, Youyue has no art appreciation level, I can't tell whether it is good or bad, I just think this place is good, and Mucha is also good, so I brought it here.The studio opened by my cousin is recognized by her relatives. Youyou seems to be a symbol of success. They often talk about "what's the use of studying art". less controversial.

Even so, she succeeded in the end.

The most famous studios in this city are not those large and professional places, but this unattractive "wilderness".

He waited until his eyelids twitched, and when he was about to fall asleep, when the courtyard door rang, You You woke up suddenly.Seeing clearly the person with big and small bags walking in, You Yi almost rushed towards him: "Sister!"

The courier box almost fell to the ground, Li Yan lifted her waist-length hair, and tied it up with a rubber band around her wrist at will, and then cooperated with him in a fussy performance: "Xiao Yi! When did you come, don't say anything What kind of man is your brother? Throw yourself out, drag him out and give him a beating!"

She has a strong desire to perform, and in the past, You You would not be stingy with her for a while, but now the more she heard it, the more wrong it became, so You You quickly stopped: "No, I brought you students here."

Li Yan's eyes widened when she heard the words: "The sun is coming out from the west... We haven't posted this year's advertisement yet, and the students who just taught us didn't have enough fun, so you're going to make trouble for me, right—what students?"

"My roommate." You Yi said honestly, "His drawing of Doraemon is very good, very similar."

Li Yan: "..."

She picked up the express box and gave You You a thumbs up: "Crazy!"

The two siblings have had a good relationship since childhood, and Li Yan is the only person in the family who knows about You Yi's sexual orientation, so he naturally loves him more.They are almost 16 years old since they were fighting at the age of eight, and they have no secrets.

You Yi was helping her unpack the courier, when Mucha came out from the room over there, he immediately put down the shrinking knife, stood up abruptly, and asked nervously: "How is it?"——It seemed that it was not Mucha who had just accepted the assessment, but himself , Even when You You thought about it afterwards, he didn't know the source of the tension.

Mucha shook his head indifferently, put his hands back into his trouser pockets, walked down slowly, and greeted Li Yan: "Mr. Li, my name is Mucha."

Li Yandui showed a kind smile on his face: "Yuan also said that he has accepted students, right? That's the deal. The class time of this semester will be notified separately. The training camp will start next semester, and it will be brought to your school until you get the result of recruiting. No problem, right?" ?”

Mucha said thank you teacher, and Li Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, they call me sister here, and they are not much older than you. Yuan also likes to engage in these formalisms. From now on, you can call me sister Yan and him Yuan." teacher."

Yuan also "feeds" her behind her back, but Li Yan ignores it.

The atmosphere between the two was unusual, of course Mu Xia could feel it, he obediently called his sister, and Li Yan felt comfortable all over: "Okay, did you leave your contact information? You can go back, Xiao Yi sees off the guests."

"I'm leaving too." You Yi said, "I've booked a movie ticket for the evening."

Li Yan: "Who are you dating? With this handsome guy?"

You Yi: "I'll see for myself!"

They spoke casually, not noticing Mucha's slightly standing upright posture beside him.He squeezed his mobile phone tightly in his trouser pocket, looked around the express boxes scattered everywhere on the ground, and easily heard the over-familiarity with Youyou in Li Yan's words.

"It's so interesting." He thought, "Lin Po knows it too, and Li Yan knows it too. He really doesn't care."

Compared with his own hiding in Tibet, Youyou is obviously much more frank. He even suspects that Youyou is the kind of person who will admit when asked—otherwise, why did Xu Wenke fall out with him?

He has been able to ascertain the truth veiled in evasion.

"Let's go!" You Yi said loudly, pushing Mucha out of Yuanye Studio, his ears were red, when Mucha was in a daze, he was asked some embarrassing topics again, and felt bitter.

There was a shared bicycle parked outside the alley, and Youyou put his schoolbag in the basket and began to unlock it: "I went to the cinema by bicycle, and I ate my meal along the way. Are you going home, do you know which car to take?"

Mucha leaned against a sycamore tree beside the street: "That."

The action of You Cruising to unlock the lock stopped for a beat, feeling that he was going to make a big move.Sure enough, the next moment, Mucha hesitated and said, "What movie do you want to see, I want to go too."

You Yi: "...you won't like it, right?"

Half an hour later, Mucha's head was full of black lines at the movie ticket he just got. He really didn't know if You Yi would watch Taiwan's small fresh love movies by himself, or if the Douban comment style was reminiscing about his youth.

You Yi dragged a glass of Coke with one hand, and didn't intend to buy it for him: "You are the one who wants to follow."

Mucha couldn't remember what the movie was about that day, but he only remembered that when the last piece of background music played, the girl sitting next door blew her nose loudly with a tissue, covering up her low sobs.He turned his head to look at You Cruise, the other party's eyes reflected the light on the screen, drinking Coke without distraction.

He buried his head, deliberately ignoring his heartbeat that was beating too hard.

"Cruising." He said, trying to tease the young man wickedly, "Do you want tissues, I have them in my bag."

The person who was called looked sideways and said in a breathy voice, "Get out."

Mucha grabbed his wrist, eyes drooping, feeling that Youyue shrank a little but didn't dodge.The last time the fingers intertwined in the movie theater was ambiguous and short, he followed the bones to touch the cruising fingers, to touch the thin callus where the middle finger held the pen.

Youyou trembled a little, and when the screen went dark, he tremblingly said: "Don't do this."

Mucha withdrew his movement and looked at the screen again.

This story is very old-fashioned. A girl fell in love with an outstanding male classmate, but was secretly in love with another bully boy.A huge misunderstanding was made, and the plots that made people's heart beat in love were connected in series, but in the end they passed by by accident, making "Zhi Mu Shao Ai" naturally become a pity-it seems that no ending is the climax of adolescent feelings. Good ending.

The theme song played, and the girl next to her finally couldn't help crying.

Mucha sat in the middle of the field, he loosened and closed his fingers, and finally resisted provoking the person on the left.

After the show ended, You You sat there without moving, as if he was trying to calm down.Mucha stood up, held his schoolbag in his hand, thought for a while and said, "...Let's go?"

"Oh, it's okay." You Yi said, took the schoolbag from him, took two steps and turned around and said, "Really, don't do this."

Mucha said with a half-smile: "What's the matter, are you afraid, or did you say that no one has ever treated you like this?"

He was standing against the light, Mu Xia couldn't see You Yi's expression clearly, he spoke incoherently: "No, I...don't do this, I'm easy to misunderstand, I don't want...to make you feel that something is wrong."

Still scared?Mucha thought, "It should be, at this age, I'm not much more mature than him."

Most of the elements are pranks, but if Youyou doesn't like it, he will stop.

"Okay." Mucha said flatly, and apologized to him solemnly, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

It's just that he didn't know how to describe it. When he spit out that sentence, his heart was empty.

After leaving the theater, the two of them simply ate something, and no one mentioned what happened in the theater just now.When the lights were on, Mucha received a call from his mother asking when he would be home.The idea of ​​still wanting to take a stroll in the street was dispelled, so he had no choice but to say goodbye to You Cruise, and reluctantly took a taxi.

When the other party said "goodbye", the eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of the mouth were also raised, which was completely different from the low-pressure black face he saw for the first time.He can't help thinking about which one is the real cruiser, and he also thinks that he is such a person, emotional, he can do whatever he wants when he is happy, but when he is unhappy, no one will look pleasing to his eyes.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, his astonished expression and trembling just now were too deep, Mucha lowered his head and unconsciously painted, the lights outside the car window flickered on and off.

He holds his own pulse, his life is vigorous and fresh, and he is very excited when he thinks of that.

The taxi bumped, Mucha held onto the handle and smiled mockingly.

How long can a momentary heartbeat last?He knows a lot about himself, if cruising is emotional, Mu Xia is actually even more extreme than him, and can change countless times overnight.

"Forget it," he said to himself, "there's no reason to harm others."

Just as he was making up his mind, the screen of the phone beside him went cold, and Youyou sent him a WeChat message, saying that Lin Zhan asked them to go to the Provincial Expo to see the new exhibition during the National Day holiday, and asked him if he wanted to come together.

The word "together" suddenly became his taboo, and a certain emotion was extremely turbulent, aggrieved and unwilling, and a little angry.This wechat came at an inopportune time, it just hit his shame and forced him to think about You Yue's eyebrows.

But if it is not for a moment, how can it be called heartbeat?

Mucha scolded in a low voice: "Fuck, don't mess with me."

The author has something to say: If one day I stop writing in jj, lofter will find me... id Shen Li.