short-lived physique

An awkward silence filled the room.

Xiao Mu sat quietly on the bed, his eyes as clean as amber reflected Shi Jiting's ferocious facial expression.

Maybe it's because Shi Jiting's younger brother is too demanding of him on weekdays, Shi Jiting is less and less concealing his true character in front of him, no matter how much he does to his younger brother, the younger brother will always believe it ridiculously and stupidly His senior brother is for his own good.

Shi Jiting straightened his messy hair, took a deep breath, and smiled casually:

"It's not important, what about your own painting? You should finish painting, give it to me."

Xiao Mu didn't speak, and turned his head to one side. Shi Jiting had long been accustomed to the boy's taciturn personality, followed his gaze, walked quickly to the small wooden table, and picked up the picture scroll that was placed casually on the table.

"This is it?"

Shi Jiting, who received a definite reply from Xiao Mu, glanced at Xiao Mu suspiciously, and unfolded the picture scroll rudely.

The drawing paper, which was not that good in quality, was immediately pinched into a wrinkle that could not be ignored, and even a small crack was split at the corner.

At the beginning of the scroll, it was about the width of a palm, and Shi Jiting frowned fiercely due to the bright and eerie color palette.

The bright and strange color blocks are intertwined together, intermingling with a soft and sharp aggressiveness like a soft blade, inserting/penetrating into people's heart quietly.

Strange colors, colors never seen before!

Shi Jiting's breathing became heavier.

Why did he never expect to be able to call out such a color!

Such an aggressive and eye-catching color, it's unbelievably perfect!

Shi Jiting fully unfolded the remaining scrolls at once, and his whole body froze as if he had been cast with petrification magic.

His eyeballs didn't move, they were as dull as the stone statues of a poor carver.Suddenly, his eyes flickered with light, and then a group of flames that wanted to burn his soul emerged from the bottom of his heart, sweeping across his whole body swiftly.

He couldn't even help shaking.

Jealousy, crazy jealousy.

Why are some people born this way, with talents that others only dream of?

Why didn't such a talent belong to him? !

Not fair, not fair!

Obviously he has the best resources, a lot of money, and a lot of time, but he can't compare to Xiao Mu's practice work!

Shi Jiting stretched out his trembling fingers towards the big monster in the painting, and withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted the moment he was about to touch it.No matter from which angle, the monster in the painting stares at the person holding the drawing paper with a half-smile.

Its eyes are depravity, evil, and seduction, tearing away all the illusions of dreams, and it is the most real and dangerous madness that causes adrenaline hormones to soar.

Shi Jiting stood there blankly, there seemed to be something whispering in his ear.

'do you like me? '

like.

'Occupy/Have me. '

Occupy/have you...

"Boom, boom, boom..."

What is the sound, a loud noise that beats in the chest.

He heard his own voice say:

"Junior brother, this painting is enough, I will sign up with it."

The young man silently looked at the man with crazy eyes, with clear scrutiny in his eyes.

After a long time, Shi Jiting heard the boy's crisp voice:

"I see."

Shi Jiting carefully hugged the painting and left in a hurry.

There was thunder outside, and the sun was shining brightly just now, but now dark clouds are covering the sky layer by layer.

Xiao Mu stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, the boy in the mirror was thin and pale, as weak as a kitten that was just born and was abandoned before opening its eyes.

He threw away the silver crutch casually, put his hands on the sink, and leaned close to the boy in the mirror.

He tilted his head, and the boy in the mirror also tilted his head.

He said to himself:

"Brother, he is lying to me."

"He's been lying to me."

The young man felt that he should be very sad at this time. Anyone who knew that the person he admired and admired before had been deceiving and using him would be sad.

He leaned closer to the mirror, and the boy in the mirror suddenly looked a little strange.

The eyes of the young man in the mirror seemed to absorb a bottomless abyss. On his pale and sickly face, there was an unstoppable big smile. His slightly long canine teeth were on his lower lip, just like a strange creature clinging to the darkness to survive. biology.

Xiao Mu touched the corner of his mouth.

Ah, I'm laughing.

I seem a little strange.

...

The college entrance examination is less than a hundred days away.

When the countdown of the college entrance examination on the back blackboard was changed from 100 to 99, everyone in the class more or less felt a sense of urgency, and the few students sitting in the last row who had problems also started to occasionally flip through their textbooks.

In this atmosphere, a person stands out.

He was either in a daze or sleeping in class, and he hadn't handed in his homework, and his books were as clean as they had just been handed out.

The teacher in charge sighed when he saw Xiao Mu lying on the table through the back window, drawing something without a moment.

The boy with a childish face who followed behind him looked over, passed his gaze through the crowd accurately, and landed on the bored boy with a tired face.

There was a little accident, but I still came to you, my dear Xiao Mu.

A honey-like smile appeared on the childish boy's face, and his two dimples were filled with intoxicating wine, exuding an attractiveness beyond his appearance.

Xiao Mu in the classroom seemed to have sensed something, passing through the crowd and looking at the people outside the door.

The head teacher said to the people behind him:

"Let's go, it's time for class."

"Ah."

When the head teacher walked into the classroom, everyone in the class stopped what they were doing and looked at the podium.

"Calm down, let me introduce a classmate, Xiao Junyi, who will be transferred to our class from today, and the representatives of each subject will count the papers in the future. You just sit..."

The people on the side took the initiative to say:

"Excuse me, can I sit next to Xiao Mu?"

The head teacher was a little surprised, "Do you know each other? Then you should sit together and take care of each other."

Xiao Mu looked at Xiao Junyi in bewilderment, and slowly, his figure corresponded with a vague figure in his memory, and Xiao Mu vaguely remembered that he seemed to know such a person.

The blurry figure became clearer, and memories from the depths of memory kept pouring out.

As soon as Xiao Jun walked over with a complete set of books, Xiao Mu sat against the wall, and he took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to the corridor.

His face is very tender, there is still a little baby fat on his face at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but he is more than 1.8 meters tall, with a pair of long legs tucked under the table, full of it, and even a little wronged himself long legs.

The feeling of being invaded/occupied by a strange breath.

Xiao Mu was not used to this feeling, he moved his legs unaccustomed, trying to avoid the legs stretched out by his new deskmate, his whole body was almost stuck to the wall, he seemed quite helpless with nowhere to rest feel.

Xiao Jun laughed out loud, the two dimples on his face were deep, he supported his side face with one hand, while looking at Xiao Mu with smiling eyes:

"Why, don't you remember me?"

Wang Yilong, who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two behind him, thought to himself:

Xiao Mu, a stuffy gourd, will definitely not talk to you, Xiao Mu doesn't even like to talk to me, how could he talk to you!

Next second:

"No, Jun Yi...Brother." The last two words are very light, it seems a bit awkward, and finally it is difficult to say this title that seems a bit shameful now.

Wang Yilong almost slapped the table and jumped up.

What is the origin of this newcomer? !He has been sitting at Xiao Mu's front desk for so long, and every day he talks to Xiao Mu, if he can answer one sentence out of ten, he is lucky today, and it's not just a single word.

That's six words!

And 'brother'? !

Xiao Junyi didn't seem to know Xiao Mu's uneasiness, he smiled and approached Xiao Mu again.Xiao Mu had no way to retreat, lowered his eyes, stared at the wooden table, curled his fingers slightly.

"Wood." Xiao Jun's smiling face enlarged in front of Xiao Mu's eyes, and he sighed with deep meaning and simplicity:

"It's really been a long time since I saw you. It's been a long time since I sat together like before."

His words were like a key, which instantly opened Xiao Mu's memory box of childhood.

Three quarters of his childhood was spent with Xiao Junyi, when his parents were away for something, Xiao Junyi, the little brother next door, would always take him to play.

Even though they are about the same age, Xiao Junyi has the appearance of a little adult, who knows everything, which arouses the admiration of the little Xiao Mu, who follows his buttocks every day and calls his elder brother long and short.

Whether it is playing games or studying, Xiao Junyi is always one step ahead of Xiao Mu, leading Xiao Mu everywhere. Every corner of his childhood is full of traces of Xiao Junyi.

It is different from their parents but has the same special existence.

Brother Junyi...is different, different from others.

The young man who had been indifferently and silently resisting others took off his thick shell, smiled softly, his eyes were like the trickle of winter ice breaking, "Brother Jun Yi, long time no see."

Wang Yilong stared straight at him. In his impression, Xiao Mu had no sense of presence at first. Later, when he noticed, Xiao Mu always acted coldly and stubbornly refusing people to approach him. It was so exaggerated that when he was at school, Wang Yilong almost I have never seen Xiao Mu smile.

No, not almost, really never seen.

Wang Yilong had already hooked Xiao Mu to the living ice sculpture, and suddenly one day, a person appeared, and then the living ice sculpture smiled at that person?

Still smiling so sweetly? !

Using the word sweet to describe a boy's smile seems a little too feminine, but Wang Yilong couldn't find any other words besides this word.

Especially when he saw the newcomer put his hand on Xiao Mu's shoulder, and Xiao Mu didn't dodge, let the newcomer talk about his face, without temper, a little embarrassed, but more helpless and acquiescing At that time, Wang Yilong was shocked.

He turned his head abruptly, and just about to yell, the smiling eyes of the newcomer glanced at him inadvertently, which made Wang Yilong tremble involuntarily.

A chill hit his head, and Wang Yilong instantly forgot what he wanted to say just now, and turned his body back stiffly.

As soon as Xiao Jun withdrew his gaze, he hung on Xiao Mu's body like he had no bones, narrowed his eyes, and the tip of his nose was filled with a reassuring smell.

"Let's go home together after school, Wood."

The author has something to say: I said I’ll see you tomorrow, but I’m actually very honest because it’s the weekend, so I was pinned down on the bed by the stand-in messenger for two whole days without moving (laughs)

I don’t know if anyone has heard the song ‘Dry Paintbrush’, _(:з」∠)_ I used to like this song very much, this small world is the product of this song’s brain hole

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