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As long as Wednesday is over in a week, Friday always arrives very fast. Xia Xingcheng has long been looking forward to this birthday, because it is going to be with Lu Wei!

"Students dismiss get out of class."

The management teacher called the end of get out of class 10 minutes early, and Xia Xingcheng immediately handed over the book to Luo Xi after finishing speaking.

"Comrade, I will hand over my book to you. I will take it with you tomorrow. I will flash it first!" After explaining, he picked up his bag and rushed out of the classroom at a speed of [-] meters. Within a few seconds, there was no one in sight. .

Luo Xi: "..." Why are you going, running so fast, shit?

Lu Wei's class this afternoon is in their classroom downstairs, Xia Xingcheng ran down, maybe he could still see Lu Wei in class now.

The sprinting pace stopped the car in time outside the last classroom on the second floor. He gasped softly and stood outside the back door of the classroom. He quietly poked his head in and took a look. As expected, Wei Lu, a new teacher who dared not dismiss class early Still in class, just turned around and wrote on the blackboard.

"Practices about single-knife and double-knife techniques can be practiced by yourself after class..."

Because there were not many students in a class of the art department, and there were still many vacancies in the back row, so he crept in through the back door, found a seat and sat down without anyone seeing him.

Then he put his hands on the table and rested his chin and watched Wei Lu on the podium giving a lecture. At this time, Wei Lu had finished writing on the blackboard and turned to face the students. He watched Wei Lu push his glasses and lecture in an orderly manner.

In the quiet classroom, there is only Lu Wei's voice. This man's voice is really intoxicating. The just right low voice is talking about boring theoretical knowledge, but the voice is not boring, but comfortable and sexy, just like Those nice male voice actors in Japanese anime made the eardrums tremble.

The sun at four o'clock in the afternoon is no longer scorching hot, and the gentle light enters the classroom, falling on Lu Wei who is on the podium. Today, Lu Wei is wearing a white cotton and linen casual shirt with slightly rolled sleeves at the wrist, holding a book slightly in one hand. Lifting it up, he could just see the watch, and the brown strap made the skin on his wrist extraordinarily fair. Wearing the watch gave Lu Wei a bit of a refined and bookish look.

But if you look at the face, the slightly curly hair in the gentleness and the face wearing the gold-rimmed glasses make people feel a bit cold.

The collision of elegance and indifference makes this man full of literary and sexy temperament.

Seeing his heart beat faster and faster, only Lu Wei was left in his eyes, and his heart beat faster because of seeing Lu Wei before, but at that time he didn't realize that this was actually a heartbeat.

So he fell in love with Lu Wei unknowingly, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

"This class is roughly like this. In the next class, we will go to the traditional Chinese painting studio. Please bring your seal cutting tools."

Lu Wei closed the book and said calmly with his eyes on the students in the audience, but when he took a closer look, he saw Xia Xingcheng in the middle of the back row, his expression froze for a moment.

Xia Xingcheng saw that Lu Wei found himself, winked at the person and smiled, then folded his thumb and index finger on his chest, and lifted it up to show his heart.

The sun fell on the young boy behind the classroom, and the smiling eyes that were born that day really melted people's hearts, as if there were stars in their eyes, and there was his figure under the stars.

Lu Wei smiled.

The students below all showed incredible expressions, what?Does Teacher Lu still laugh?

"Students, get out of class." Lu Wei said to everyone with a smile.

This is a completely different voice from just now. It is obviously tainted with a smile, and even the action of packing up the books seems to be a bit eager.

Seeing Lu Wei's smile, several girls were already clasping hands and screaming silently at the groundhog, oh my god, this fairy looks really deserves them to sit in the front row of every class! ! !

When Xia Xingcheng saw Lu Wei yelling that get out of class was over, he quickly slipped away, he ran to the stairwell and waited.

Then wait in the stairwell for 10 minutes.

He: "..." What is Lu Wei doing, isn't get out of class over?

Seeing fewer and fewer students going up and down the stairs, until finally it was quiet, he was extremely puzzled, why did Wei Lu go?

I was a little impatient waiting to go out to find someone, but just as I took a step, I saw Wei Lu coming over.

He looked at the person speechlessly: "Didn't you finish class, why did it take you so long to come out?"

"I'm waiting for everyone to leave." Lu Wei walked up to Xia Xingcheng and bent down. He looked at the boy in front of him with a smile on his lips: "Why don't you smile?"

Seeing that Lu Wei was still bending over to talk to him, Xia Xingcheng showed a little displeasure on his face: "I'm not very short either, why are you bending over to talk to me?"

His goddamn manly pride is back!

Don't admit defeat!

Straighten Lu Wei.

Lu Wei raised his hand and rubbed his head, the soft hair ran across his palm, just like the feeling in his heart just now, which aroused a little joy.

He smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

go home……

Xia Xingcheng was stunned, he looked up at Wei Lu: "Home?"

This word sounds both familiar and unfamiliar. He has a family, but the impression of that family before him is resisting. Even though it is still full of many mysteries that have not been solved, for him, his family does not have many good memories.

And the home Lu Wei talked about, will it be his new home?

"Well, our home."

It is said that it is an off-campus house, but it is not very close. It takes about [-] minutes to drive, but the location is very good. It is a house by the river.

The doorman saw a familiar car slowly approaching, poked his head out of the security room and greeted people with a smile:

"Mr. Lu is back?"

With the car window rolled down, Lu Wei looked at the uncle in the security room and nodded with a smile: "Well, I'm back."

The sharp-eyed doorman saw that there was another person on the co-pilot: "Oh, Mr. Lu brought someone back?"

Lu Wei swiped his card to enter the parking lot, and he didn't hide it when he heard what the doorman said: "Well, boyfriend, I will come here often in the future."

"It's really good. Both of you are good-looking, so the girls have no chance." The uncle doorman joked.

Lu Wei lowered his head and smiled, and drove the car to the basement without saying a word.

Xia Xingcheng, the co-pilot, couldn't help being speechless when he saw the man telling the guard that he was a boyfriend so calmly and calmly:

"Did you premeditate it a long time ago? This is very skillful without rehearsal."

"Well, I've thought about it a long time ago."

The car drove into the underground parking lot, and the lights were a little dim.

I don't know if it was the excitement left after the kiss in the school parking lot in the morning, but now Xia Xingcheng feels a little excited when he sees the parking lot.

So after Lu Wei parked the car, he didn't hold back and turned sideways to hold Lu Wei's face and gave him a kiss.

Lu Wei unfastened Xia Xingcheng's seat belt and brought Xia Xingcheng into his arms, deepening the kiss.

The urge to do a lot of love is brewing just now, so random teasing can ignite the fire, the tight body and hot intimate kisses make the temperature in the car keep rising, as long as you don’t control it, you can definitely wipe the gun丨Go off fire .

Xia Xingcheng left Wei Lu's lips with a hint of cunning, turned sideways and pressed the button next to the seat forcefully to make the chair go down, his posture changed to riding on Wei Lu's body, then he lowered his head and bit Wei Wei's arm neck.

Lu Wei's Adam's apple was rolling up and down due to the emotional upsurge, his eyes darkened.

"What?" His voice became hoarse.

Xia Xingcheng saw Lu Wei's Adam's apple rolling, so sexy that he wanted to take a bite, so he really took a bite, and after taking a light bite, it was sweet again, thinking it was extremely fun.

Irregular hands quietly touched the back of Wei Lu's waist, but Wei Lu caught him in the next second.

"Okay, that's it for now."

Lu Wei's low and sexy voice with a bit of forbearance made his ears numb.

He leaned on Lu Wei's chest with a crooked smile and looked down at people: "Why, can't you bear it?"

"Tonight and tomorrow you will be 18 years old." Lu Wei got up the chair, sat up and held Xia Xingcheng's cheek and kissed him on the forehead: "Okay, let's go up."

The moment he got up, Xia Xingcheng felt that the little brother had hit him, and laughed without shame: "Wow, the little brother is up!"

Lu Wei was very calm, without any embarrassment: "Well, because I am very excited about you."

After locking the car, the two of them walked to the elevator.

The house was on the top floor, and Xia Xingcheng began to look forward to seeing the number of floors getting closer and closer to the 32nd floor.

"Lieutenant Lu, when did you build this house?"

"I started doing it after I knew you were a student of Haiqing University."

"I've even thought about my family, how much you like me."

"Yes, I like it very much."

The elevator door opened with a ding, and the two walked out.

Because there is only one household on the top floor, you can see the door at a glance when you step out of the elevator.

"The password is your birthday, and I will enter your fingerprint later." Lu Wei put his hand into the fingerprint slot, and the door opened with two beeps. He held the door handle and looked sideways at Xia Xingcheng: "I don't know you will I won't like it, but I hope you will."

Inside was the color he had been looking for for a long time. When he knew that Xia Xingcheng liked blue but couldn't see it clearly, he thought of many ways, and even discussed with the decoration company whether he could provide blue-green wallpaper, but this color would make the house look worse. The layout is out of place.

Just when he knew that Xia Xingcheng could clearly see the blue color of his right eye, he suddenly had an idea, so last week he asked the decoration company to quickly get him a batch of wallpapers that were the same color as his eyes, and put all the wallpapers in the whole house. Changed.

It was a good time to bring Xia Xingcheng to the house today, and tomorrow I will celebrate the little guy's birthday here.

The door was slowly opened.

Xia Xingcheng was a little nervous and looking forward to it. When the door was completely opened, he was dumbfounded.

This is a large duplex, like an exquisite art hall.

The Mediterranean blue and white style of the duplex structure catches the eyelids. The house full of modern and artistic atmosphere is like being on a romantic beach. The sunlight entering the room falls on the blue and white walls mixed with shell fine sand, and the milky white rotating in the corner The stairs are matched with blue steps, beautiful crystal lamps are hung on the vaulted roof, and the rough lines on the walls are really like the beaches on the Mediterranean coast. Everywhere in the house is decorated with blue and White blends in perfectly.

What surprised him even more was that this blue...he could see clearly.

He turned his head to look at Lieutenant Lu, and looked at Lieutenant Lu's smiling eyes, and that blue right eye was the only blue he could quickly distinguish, just like the color of this room.

The shock in his heart made him not know what expression to use to react. It was impossible to say that he was not moved, so he pursed his lips to hold back the moisture in his eyes.

"I'll take you up to see the studio." Lu Wei took him by the hand and led him upstairs.

He first held back his tears and followed Wei Lu upstairs.

With clear footsteps on the blue wooden stair, the environment on the second floor will soon come into view. There is also a small living room here. The height of the room is the same as that of the downstairs. It is very large, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows let in sufficient and bright light into the room, and the blue and white Mediterranean style blows away the comfort.

Xia Xingcheng followed Lu Wei into the corridor of the room, looked left and right at the opened room, and felt that it was very beautiful. It was decorated according to the decoration style in his mind!

"This is the studio."

Lu Wei pushed open the door of the studio, and this was the place where Xia Xingcheng burst into tears.

The studio, which is about the same size as the living room outside, has plenty of light. The low cabinets beside it are full of painting tools, and the large walls on both sides of the floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with colorful oil paintings. There are nearly forty oil paintings of different sizes.

The light falls gently on the oil painting frame on the wall. This place is like a small painting exhibition. If you look carefully, you can see that every corner of the painting has the same chic signature.

——Maddog, the dog with the horse pole.

Xia Xingcheng's eyes instantly turned red.

His eyes fell on one painting after another, and he carefully counted these framed oil paintings, some of which were taken away by him and replaced by others, and they are all here now.

Including the painting "Winter in Paris".

The "bravo" in the middle, the one where the two dogs on the stage and the audience look at each other, is the oil painting that Lu Wei had hung in the old street before. This oil painting was the first time he made it when he was 12 years old. One of the paintings shown in the exhibition was drawn when he was ten years old. His grandfather just passed away that year, and he was left alone in France. After his grandfather left, no one really supported him in painting.

During the years of his painting, he never got the consent of his family from the beginning to the end, so he is the one who performs, and he is the one who applauds. He is on and off the stage. He is like a poor dog. So I drew such a picture to satirize my family.

But it’s different now, someone cherishes him as much as he does, encourages him to draw, and the cheering person is no longer himself, he has Wei Lu.

After all, the tears swirling in his eyes could not be restrained. He tried his best to calm down his emotions, but how could such emotions be controlled? The fire of Wei Lu was burning wantonly in his heart, burning his love and burning him. His passion completely ignited his expectations for the future.

Turning around to see Wei Lu raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and seeing the man speechless.

And Wei Lu behind him opened his arms towards him with a smile: "Come, let me hug you."

Such tenderness directly made his tears burst. He walked up to Lu Wei and hugged him tightly, crying loudly.

"Lieutenant Lu, how can you be so nice? If I leave you like this, I will be a grandson..." Xia Xingcheng hugged Wei Lu's waist tightly and pressed his face to his chest, tears and snot all on his clothes dawdling.

"Then don't leave, I'll grow up with you." Lu Wei reached out to wipe his tears away, and found that his hands were not enough, so he wiped his tears with his own clothes...and the snot.

He looked up at Wei Lu choked with sobs, and Wei Lu still smiled so gently in his eyes blurred by tears. This man is only so gentle to him, as if it is a treasure that belongs only to him. Only he can open such tenderness. The two hearts that had been crumbling were getting closer until they felt empathy.

"I'll take care of you."

Lu Wei couldn't help laughing: "Well, good."

Xia Xingcheng rubbed his head on Lu Wei's clothes, and after calming down, he turned his head and looked at the painting tools on the low cabinet in the corner:

"Is this the birthday surprise you gave me?"

Such a studio made his blood surge, and the numbness of his fingertips made him want to move. It was finally about to start. His life had just begun. The setbacks before that were not considered setbacks, and he could come again.

"No." Lu Wei shook his head.

Seeing his mysterious curiosity, Xia Xingcheng was immediately aroused: "What else?"

"Tell you that it's not a surprise." Lu Wei wiped away his tears and kissed his eyelids distressedly: "Do you want to stay here with you for a while?"

"No, go cook." Xia Xingcheng shook his head, "I want to be moved by myself for a while."

After speaking, he walked to the low cabinet and picked up the paintbrush. The familiar feel made his fingertips tingle again, and he felt ready to move.Then I looked up at my own oil paintings on the wall, with tears in my eyes, a feeling of being alive, and my soul returning to its place.

These were all helped by Lu Wei.

How lucky was he to meet Lu Wei? Sure enough, he had to be extremely unlucky to meet him.

Lu Wei lowered his head and glanced at the cooking time that he made an appointment with Aunt Luo: "That's all right, you should find out how you feel first, I'll go down and pack your things first, and you remember to put on the apron so that it doesn't get on you."

"Nonono, I never wear an apron when I paint." Xia Xingcheng shook the paintbrush at people.

When Lu Wei saw Xia Xingcheng shaking his paintbrush towards him, something flashed through his mind that he didn't catch in time, and he walked out of the studio after answering.

But in the next second, he seemed to think of something, and stopped in his footsteps.

A child who was dirty with paint all over his body appeared in his mind.

It was the child he met at the first art exhibition in France. That child was also shaking happily in front of a painting with a paintbrush, just in front of the "bravo" painting.

The moment he thought of it, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he turned around.

I saw Xia Xingcheng in the room humming a song and swaying his body while holding a paintbrush. The same movements combined the child and the boy into one.

The doubtful emotions in the eyes were gradually dispelled by the smile, and the happy figure of the young man was reflected in the pupils, and the world seemed to brighten up.

It turned out that it was fate that he and Xia Xingcheng met again.

Xia Xingcheng looked up at his painting and was very moved. Look, how outstanding he was back then.So now he must regain his glory, he is a dog!

Then he walked to the canvas, the brand-new taste made his blood start to boil. He stood in front of the canvas and touched it for a long time, feeling the throbbing that he felt when touching the canvas. He really hasn’t painted for a long time, since two years From before to now, he has never painted oil painting again. For him, oil painting is his soul, and it is a love that can make his blood surge.

He raised his head and looked at the paintings on the walls of the studio. The colors are bright and the lines are wild. These are the traces of his crazy life. He uses painting to vent his inner loneliness and unwillingness. He lives in conflict and sadness every day. Now Looking at him, you can feel what kind of emotion he paid for painting at that time. In order to be able to paint, he can do his best to complete a work without eating or drinking.He remembered that his teacher said that he was a devil, he was a naive and romantic child when he didn't draw, but once he started to paint, he would become an angry devil who didn't meet his age.

But now he doesn't want to be an angry devil anymore, he wants to be a happy devil.

This time, no matter what, he will compromise and give up his love. For himself, for the promise he made with his mother, and for Wei Lu's right hand, he will once again pick up the paintbrush and live the best life.

He took out the paint he wanted from the cabinet, adjusted the color in the palette, looked at the canvas and thought for a moment, then took out a large brush and painted the background color he wanted.

The different red colors under the brush draw gorgeous colors under the interweaving of light and dark light and shadow. The scene on the canvas is reflected under the pupils, like a hot fire flickering. His hand holding the pen is a little hot, and the canvas and fingertips seem to be The collision resonated with the soul, and he smiled after a while.

After about two hours, the painting that was not completely lustful had already begun to appear.

I saw a woman in a fiery red floor-length dress standing in the center of the canvas. I saw the woman's long hair shawl with a bit of elegance lifted by the wind. Her deep and beautiful eyes were full of determination, and there was a reflection of fire in the bottom of her eyes. , without a trace of fear.

The background is the outline of the fire that has not been fully colored, but the bare feet on the cracked and spewing magma floor have been outlined, probably because the background color has not been colored yet, this fiery bright long dress seems to stimulate the retina .

He stopped the paintbrush, his eyes were slightly moist and his eyes flickered. After a long time, he sighed:

"Mom, goodbye."

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