scorching cold

Entering the restaurant, Bei Tian had already sat down opposite An Yi, the two were eating dessert together, holding small spoons to scoop each other's ice cream from each other's cups, whispering with each other's heads.

"Li Beitian knows An Yi, and we had dinner together in the studio." Li Suihan said behind Tao Zhuo.

Tao Zhuo knew that he was explaining to himself, so he simply said "Oh" and didn't say anything.

An Yi doesn't work at Li Suihan's place. He's taking pictures now, but he always goes to the studio to find Wen Ye. It's not normal if he hasn't met Bei Tian.

"Brother An Yi is here, can we sit together?" Li Suihan walked to the table, when Bei Tian heard the voice, she turned to ask him.

"Didn't you already sit down?" Li Suihan held Bei Tian's head and turned her back, went to sit next to Bei Tian, ​​and put the coat on his arm on the back of the chair.

The movements are smooth and flowing, very conscious.

Tao Zhuo looked at Li Suihan, then at the only empty seat opposite him, and finally at An Yi.

An Yi's buttocks slowly turned halfway up, not knowing whether to move in, let Tao Zhuo and Bei Tian sit face to face.

From the perspective of a friend, he and Tao Zhuo must be of the same mind.But selfishly, he still couldn't help but want to create a little opportunity for the two of them.

"Why are you here?" He asked Li Suihan procrastinatingly.

"By the way." Li Suihan said concisely, took the menu that Bei Tian handed him, and began to read it at a glance.

The waiter quickly came over with the ordering utensil, and saw Tao Zhuo standing by the table, staring at him.

Tao Zhuo pushed An Yi in, sat down opposite Bei Tian, ​​squeezed a finger cake from the small bamboo basket on the table, dipped it in An Yi's ice cream and ate it.

The style of this restaurant is nondescript, mixed Chinese and Western, the boss wants to make any money, the decoration is very petty, but at the same time, there are people drinking tea and chatting in the restaurant, as well as eating and drinking. There are steak, pasta and mushrooms on the menu. For soup, there is also Maoxuewang fried fish stew.

The name of the dessert is to eat fat beef in golden soup and brown sugar crispy rice. Li Suihan corrected her that it was "ciba", and ordered crab roe tofu, Longjing shrimp, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, steamed sea bass, duck in sauce, deep-fried fresh mushrooms and fried cabbage, and loofah egg soup.

"Why do you want to order two soups?" Tao Zhuo couldn't help it, Li Suihan used to order like this, messy, like a dead upstart.

"Golden soup and fat beef are the dishes." Li Suihan turned over the menu again without looking at him.

"What is this?" Bei Tian suddenly stretched her head and pointed to a certain picture on the menu.

She doesn't know many Chinese characters, and occasionally subconsciously repeat what others say, and ask questions when she sees pictures she is interested in.

"This is bagged tofu." The waiter immediately explained, "It's filled with shrimps. It's delicious, little sister."

"Budai tofu." Bei Dessert nodded.She is not interested in what is wrapped, but she is eager to try the tofu wrapped like a small bag.

Li Suihan swiped his index finger without looking up, and added a bag of tofu to Bei Tian.

Now An Yi couldn't stand it any longer. Li Sui Han's children were really unreasonable. Bei Tian opened his mouth and bought whatever he wanted. He had already ordered tofu and shrimp, so there was really no need for another combined dish.Besides, Bei Tian is a big eater of bird food, not to mention the three men, even three water tanks are enough to eat these dishes.

"This..." Bei Tian wanted to point to something again, An Yi hurriedly called her to talk, to divert her attention, so as not to let the waiter take advantage of it.

Li Suihan flipped through two more pages of the menu, looked up at Tao Zhuo: "What else do you want..."

"No more!" Tao Zhuo and An Yi shouted at the same time, feeling very speechless, after ordering a dish, they gagged their niece and her brother-in-law.

Li Suihan smiled and handed the menu to the waiter.

The waiter looked at these four people with a smile on his face. He always felt that three old men brought a child to eat, which was kind of weird and unexplainable. They all had noses and eyes, and they didn’t look like a family. It doesn't matter.

She reported the name of the dish, and after confirming it, she turned around to leave. Li Suihan suddenly remembered something, and said, "Add a jellyfish and three cups of sour plum soup."

The waiter explained in detail: "Is it the old vinegar jelly head? Good sir, we have the old man's vegetable mixed jelly head and cucumber mixed jelly head. Do you need it?"

"Cucumber." Li Suihan said.

An Yi quickly glanced at Tao Zhuo, but Tao Zhuo didn't speak, and couldn't help but glance at Li Suihan.

Li Suihan was unbuttoning the cuff buttons of his shirt, his movements were careless, the lines of the bridge of his nose and lips were smooth and heroic. Looking at him from this angle, the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows shone on his body, making him feel very special.

"Cucumber?" Bei Tian asked.

Li Suihan replied casually: "Tao Zhuo likes to eat."

Tao Zhuo: "..."

comfortable:"……"

Tao Zhuo made an appointment for this meal with An Yi, originally to complain about yesterday's encounter.As a result, the person being complained about was sitting right in front of him, and the two of them looked at each other blankly for a while, Tao Zhuo could only ask boringly: "What's wrong with you and Wen Ye?"

"It's nothing." An Yi pricked a piece of sauced duck with a fork, and poked it on the plate, wanting to eat it or not, "I've been busy all day, and I don't know what I'm busy with."

Li Suihan was serving Bei Tian fat beef soup in a small bowl, when he heard this, he laughed: "His boss is here, please be careful with what you say."

"Oh, President Li." An Yi nodded politely, "I'm sorry to let you understand."

"Let Wen Ye come over and eat together." Li Suihan put down Bei Tian's bowl, then picked up his own bowl and began to fill it up. After filling it up, he placed it in front of Tao Zhuo naturally, "It's been a while since we had a meal together. .”

Tao Zhuo stretched out his hand to stop him, but Li Suihan had already exchanged his empty bowl, and chasing the bowl at this time seemed a bit fussy, so he had to say thank you to Li Suihan.

"Then I called?" An Yi took out her phone and glanced at Tao Zhuo.

"Call it." Tao Zhuo had no reason to stop him, since he hadn't seen him for a while.

While waiting for Wen Ye to come over, Tao Zhuo suddenly came back to his senses - if the meal was just for Li Suihan and Bei Tian, ​​he would have finished eating by now, so he left as soon as he said it.

But Li Suihan turned this meal into a "reunion after a long absence" for the four of them. It was indeed as he said, the last time the four of them had dinner together like this was two years ago, no matter from which angle He'll finish the meal anyway.

Tao Zhuo picked up a piece of cucumber he liked and chewed it slowly, staring at the fried fresh mushrooms in a daze.

He felt that he might be self-indulgent, thinking over and over Li Suihan's sentence "It's been a while since we had a meal together", and while realizing that this was just a very incidental meal, he really couldn't stop thinking about this sentence bottom meaning.

The relationship between the four of them has always been very good. It was good when they were in school. In the past two years, it was just that he and Li Suihan had lost contact. They each had their own way with An Yi and Wen Ye.Wen Ye and An Yi would come to him for dinner and play together if they had nothing to do, and Li Suihan and the two of them did the same, the four of them never parted ways in the actual sense.

"It's been a while since we had a meal together," referring to Li Suihan and him.

Does that mean that I haven't eaten with him for a long time, or that I haven't eaten with him and the other two for a long time?

Tao Zhuo was about to be dizzy by himself, he picked up a few chopsticks and ate whatever food he wanted, he took a sip of the sour plum soup and got up and called for someone: "I'll ask the waiter to change the table, there won't be room for five people later."

An Yi and Li Suihan were chatting casually about Dashan, and they looked up at him at the same time.

"Shouldn't it be enough to call over?" An Yi said.

Tao Zhuo made a gesture indiscriminately, regardless of whether An Yi understood it or not, he didn't understand what it meant anyway, picked up his coat and walked to the front desk.

The relationship between people needs an opportunity to start, and then rely on communication to advance.

The most intimate places around anyone are limited. Relatives, friends, and lovers all have quotas. Everyone will meet countless people in his life, but not everyone has the opportunity to understand and develop—from strangers to strangers. It takes a long time for a friend to change from one identity to another; while changing from a tutor who has known each other for three months to a stranger, it only needs to stop contacting.

There is no reason for Tao Zhuo to contact Lie again. There is a generation gap between three years old, and the age between him and Lie can be replaced by one and a half years. They are not from the same world.

Besides, just like Xiaoshengchu, as soon as you enter high school, everything in junior high school defaults to the past tense. Even if you are a junior high school student who used to be in the same class, you are assigned to a different class in high school. Without communication, the relationship will naturally become alienated.

So from that hasty encounter in the shopping mall in the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school until the re-meeting in college, throughout the three years of high school, in Tao Zhuo's heart, being powerful is just a symbol of the past tense, it is a tutor who taught him, but this tutor Special, looks good, teaches well, and is gay.

The word "homosexuality" planted a seed in Tao Zhuo's 15-year-old summer. After that, he was busy adapting to the new environment in high school, meeting new classmates and friends, and busy growing up between classes and playing around. Two movies, satisfy a little curiosity about "gay men", and leave it behind.

This kind of seed appeared again in the last semester of the second year of high school.

The second year of high school was considered a very important year for Tao Zhuo. During that year, his study direction changed from an ordinary liberal arts student to an art student.

The introduction of the turning point was Qi Ya at first.

Tao Zhuo and Qi Ya were not assigned to the same class in high school, but fortunately they were next door, Qi Ya came to play with Tao Zhuo whenever he had nothing to do, just like before, when he got into a fight, he called him his wife, and he used to buy milk tea and water for Tao Zhuo Burn with a copy.Qi Ya lives in school, Tao Zhuo always wants to bring him some delicious food that his mother cooks at home.

They have grown up compared to junior high school, where they just hang out and play silly together every day. In high school, they have a sense of "tiezi", and they are closer to each other than to other friends.

Since the first semester of high school, there have been many art students in the school, such as vocal music, broadcasting, painting, painting and flight attendant performances.

Tao Zhuo has always had no concept of art students. He always felt that it was like the interest classes he had when he was a child, especially those like Qi Ya.

Tao Zhuo still glanced at Qi Ya when he knew that he was going to learn broadcasting: "You?"

"What's the matter with me?" Qi Ya swayed in front of him, gestured down his chest, and patted his thigh, "What's the matter, buddy, you want to have one, you need to have face, It’s bright and smooth, who wouldn’t love it.”

Tao Zhuo wanted to laugh, and followed Qi Ya's hand to scan his figure, and suddenly found that it seemed to be different. Qi Ya was also tall, thin, and dry in junior high school, and now he began to develop in the direction of fashion and style Yes, the arms are arms and legs are legs, and the lines of the shoulders are very stretched and beautiful.

He turned Qi Ya to have a look, then turned back, and then looked down at himself, it seemed that he was the only dry person left.

"Oh." Tao Zhuo expressed his dissatisfaction, "What people want to announce is their voice, right?"

"Our voice is not bad either." Qi Ya put Tao Zhuo's shoulders on his shoulders and walked towards the cafeteria, reciting to him a passage of "Eight hundred pacesetters rushing to the north slope".

Tao Zhuo didn't pay much attention to Qi Ya's path, and he didn't really worry about himself. His life in high school was a day-to-day life, with endless homework accompanied by restless adolescence, which was boring and full of fun.

After the mid-term exam in the last semester of the second year of high school, Tao Zhuo slipped into the top [-] in one breath, and fell into a deep crisis about his own score.

Mathematics is still his hurdle, and other scores can be read. As far as mathematics is concerned, he can be pulled down to the second line with the strength of one subject.

Mathematics in high school is not the same as in junior high school, and you can't just make up for it by taking time every week.

"I can't only take three exams, can I?" Tao Zhuo babbled to Qi Ya, his chin resting on the edge of the table, frowning, he couldn't figure it out, "When I was young, I was going to be admitted to Peking University, how could I get three exams? Shouldn't it belong to me?"

It was really on that day that he suddenly realized the reality and imminence of the college entrance examination for the first time, and realized that he would not be able to get into a good school with this score, and he was unwilling to really mess up the notification letter. Tao Zhen got 985 in the exam , were born by the same mother, he couldn't accept this gap.

"I still have to take the Tsinghua University exam." Qi Ya smiled. He has never been under the pressure of grades. He fell short in the senior high school entrance examination, and his father sent him in directly with money. If you pass the art test, you can go to an undergraduate course anyway.

"Study something." He casually said to Tao Zhuo, and put a small orange on his head in boredom, "Don't you know how to draw? If you study art, your score is enough to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts."

"Stop messing around, I don't have the foundation, I'm just playing around." Tao Zhuo waved his hand, took off the orange and peeled it, and shared half of it with Qi Ya.

He never thought about the art test, and subconsciously felt that it had nothing to do with him, but he remembered it in a flash with the word "Fine Academy".

Saying don't make trouble, Tao Zhuo couldn't help thinking about it for a long time when he came home at night.

Some things are like this, when you don’t have that thought, you don’t think about anything, once it starts, you can’t stop “swish, swish, swish”.

The next day, when the art student in the class passed by his seat, Tao Zhuo suddenly stopped him and asked about the process and score ratio of the art test.

The classmate was very enthusiastic and wanted to bring a classmate to accompany him. He talked to Tao Zhuo for two days. When he went to the studio for self-study on Friday night, he was invited to come and have a look. You can try the class and experience it. Collect money, no loss.

"Should I bring a pen and paper?" Tao Zhuo asked.

"No need," the classmate shook his head, "there are all studios."

The studio where the students attend classes is in a community not far from the school, and the teacher who runs the studio rents a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment, which Tao Zhuo secretly thinks does not sound very formal.

But the classmate also said that although their studio is small, it is already an old-fashioned studio in Jin City. The first batch of students brought out by this teacher have graduated from Gome a few years ago. Now the two of them have opened a studio together. The exam has not been short of getting a certificate, and the scale will soon be expanded.

This Academy of Fine Arts, that studio, this teacher and that teacher, Tao Zhuo was confused and couldn't make sense of the relationship.

When he actually entered the studio door, he saw easels everywhere, each drawing board was pasted with completed or ongoing sketches, a row of plaster and picture albums were placed on the window sill, and the room was full of paintings on the walls. The paper, the faint smell of wood mixed with the smell of paint swept into his nostrils. His palms itched after he hadn't painted for a long time, and his first thought was: So the amazing high school was spent in such an environment.

The night of the trial class was very pleasant. The atmosphere in the studio was very good. I knew several people. Everyone talked and laughed, played songs and drew pictures, and squeezed together to go to the bathroom to wash their hands.Tao Zhuo thought everyone's paintings were good, so he walked around, and the teacher gave him a set of lines for him to practice.

The lines of sketching are different from the usual drawing on the table. They need to be straight, light at both ends and firm in the middle, and the way of holding the pen is also different. For beginners, every line is like floating in water. Be careful and hang it on your arm On, a stroke of repetition.

Tao Zhuo didn't find it boring either, he sat there and carefully arranged, wondering if doing math problems could compare to this?This is simply heaven!

After half a class, the teacher came to take a look, praised him for being quick to learn, gave him a cube shape, briefly said a few words about perspective, and asked him to try to copy it.

Tao Zhuo drew a square frame overnight, which directly framed his heart as an art student.

In fact, it was only halfway through the last semester of the second year of high school before I decided to take the art test. I still had no foundation, so it was a bit late.

However, no matter whether it is really out of affirmation of Tao Zhuo or out of enrolling students to make money, the teacher naturally focuses on encouraging and will not push students away.

My mother inquired around, but still didn't understand what the provincial and school exams were all about. It was similar to Tao Zhuo's original purpose. I heard that someone's child got [-] points in art and got a book. I think it's okay. give it a try.

Dad has always been an encouraging attitude of letting go of growth, and Tao Zhuo said that if he wants to learn, he will learn.

In the end, Tao Zhen asked his classmates who were studying art, and told Tao Zhuo about the pros and cons, and asked him to think carefully before making a decision.

"Let's learn." Tao Zhuo didn't think much about it, he thought about how awesome he was, and felt that it would be great if he could become a person like him, so he made a decision directly.

Later, after Tao Zhuo survived the black and white training camp, and went through art examinations, large and small, both inside and outside the province, he really understood the recruitment mode of art colleges and knew that there are hundreds of thousands of art candidates every year. What abilities and qualities do the students of top colleges need to have? When they finally get the admission letter, they look at the students who have passed the college entrance examination under the admission letter, and then they reflect on how brave their decisions are.

After failing to confess to Li Suihan, Tao Zhuo thought about it seriously. He has lived to such an age, his personality can be considered gentle, his parents treat him very well, Tao Zhen loves him very much, he has no shortage of food and clothing, and he has no big pursuits. With big ambitions, these two hot-headed decisions have been made in total, and they are all related to Li Suihan.

At that time, he didn't expect these things. He was only immersed in the joy of being able to take away the pressure of mathematics. Like Qi Ya, he had to set aside a fixed few days a week for self-study and painting, and on Saturdays he would go to throughout the day.

The New Year's Day holiday happened to be on the weekend, and there was no evening self-study the day before. Qi Ya asked Tao Zhuo if he would go to the studio tomorrow. , go to sleep in my dormitory, and go directly to painting tomorrow."

"Forget it," Tao Zhuo thought about it, "my mother said to stew fish tonight."

Qi Ya almost beat him up, and questioned inconceivably: "Is it better to go home and eat fish than New Year's Eve with me?"

"Can't you go to my house and eat together?" Tao Zhuo couldn't help laughing, "My bed is still big, you can sleep in my brother's bed."

"Alright." Qi Ya thought for a while and agreed.

The last time Qi Ya went back to Tao Zhuo's house to play was during the summer vacation of his freshman year of high school, but he didn't get along with his parents, he should eat and drink, talk and laugh.

If Tao Zhuo were alone, he wouldn't feel any New Year's Eve flavor at all, but the two of them would be different, lying side by side on the bed, playing games and watching videos, wrangling, kicking and kicking each other, not staring at Twelve To put it bluntly, Happy New Year's Day is a bit of a loss.

"Let's find a movie to watch." Tao Zhuo lost two games in a row, and was too lazy to play, so he propped up the pad beside the bed and slid the player.

"I haven't seen any of them." Qi Ya said.

Tao Zhuo mentioned a few movies he was interested in. Qi Ya either watched it or didn't want to watch it. Tao Zhuo swipe down again, "Farewell My Concubine, whether you want to watch it or not."

"Haven't you seen this?" Qi Ya turned to look at him, "I thought you'd watched all these classic old movies."

"I watched it before, but Tao Zhen didn't want to watch it, but I forgot about it later." Tao Zhuo clicked on the movie, lay down again, and gave Qi Ya a crooked hip, "Go over there."

Qi Ya moved, resting his cheeks to watch with Tao Zhuo.

When he saw the old eunuch and Xiaodouzi, Qi Ya cursed in a low voice, "Damn", kicked Tao Zhuo under the blanket, and said, "Puppy Tao, have you seen that?"

"Ah?" Tao Zhuo was so engrossed in the movie that he couldn't hear what Qi Ya was saying.

"Don't play dumb," Qi Ya kicked him again and gestured, "It's the kind of film about two men."

Tao Zhuo thought he was startled watching this kind of same-sex movie for the first time, so he replied calmly: "I've seen Brokeback Mountain and Lan Yu."

Qi Ya glanced at him, seemingly speechless.

"Is this old guy taking Xiaodouzi?" Tao Zhuo was still staring at the movie, and couldn't help frowning, "The chickens are gone, what can he do?"

"There are many capable people," Qi Ya said calmly, "He has hands and mouth."

Tao Zhuo suddenly turned his head to look at him, followed the line of "hands and mouths" to imagine, and shivered with a "hey--".