The Third Rose

Chen Xingze's school in Beijing is located in Xicheng District, and it is one of the best music training institutions in the country.He lived in the dormitory arranged by the school. There were six people in one room, including him, from all over the country.

The music art test was considered clean, but there was an art test school not far from them. Chen Xingze took the time to visit it, and it was filthy as hell, with paper, pen scraps, easels, and paint boxes all over the floor.

The level of chaos reminded him of the scene when he first went to Mi Sheng's studio.

Unlike the second year of high school that passed by in a flash, Chen Xingze felt that the third year of high school was too long. Since Lu Hao left, his world seemed to be buried in snow suddenly and became silent.

Chen Xingze has set two times on his phone, one in Beijing and one in Denver. When he gets up every day, the first thing he does is to check the weather in the two places.

Chen Xingze knew that Lu Hao had a healthy schedule, so every contact was late at night on his side.At that time, the lights in the dormitory had already been turned off, so Chen Xingze took the phone and went to the corridor outside.The corridor was very small, and he would occasionally run into people talking on the phone who were in the same situation as him. When they met, they nodded at each other, and each went to the corner to lower their voices.

As Chen Xingze thought, Lu Hao quickly accepted life abroad, and he always told Chen Xingze new things he encountered.In fact, at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, Chen Xingze couldn't remember what he said, but he still persisted every time until Lu Hao hung up the phone first.To Chen Xingze, being able to listen to his voice for a while was more important than anything else.

Chen Xingze's heart is not as big as Lu Hao's, and these few phone calls are just a drop in the bucket for his thoughts.But Lu Hao didn't seem to understand.Sometimes when he heard Lu Hao laughing heartlessly on his phone, Chen Xingze would be very angry, but he was reluctant to show it to Lu Hao, and when he really couldn't help but want to talk, he would go to Mi Sheng.

Of course, Mi Sheng would definitely not just listen to his nonsense.

One weekend, Chen Xingze learned that Lu Hao represented the school in a basketball game and won.It was a happy thing at first, but in the photo Lu Hao sent, he was playing with a group of babes with blond hair, blue eyes, thin waist and big ass.Chen Xingze felt his teeth itch, and sent a message.

——You look like the last emperor.

Of course Lu Hao couldn't understand his sarcasm, he laughed as usual.Chen Xingze drank alone until late at night, feeling full of grievances and having nowhere to confide in, so he called Mi Sheng by accident.After hearing his complaints, Mi Sheng said with a smile: "It's okay on weekends, come to me, I'll help you relax."

Mi Sheng's voice sounded extremely gentle on the phone, and Chen Xingze agreed as soon as he got alcohol, and rushed to Jincheng by intercity train.

The result is regretful.

"I will trust you next time and I will take your surname!"

"Mi Xingze, hurry up and move quickly."

Chen Xingze yelled angrily, and lifted the heavy box.

Misheng studio has a new batch of clothing, and is worried about the lack of workers.He sat beside him with his legs crossed and smoked gracefully, enjoying the pleasure of being a slave owner.Chen Xingze worked all morning, and finally helped him move all the things.After a year, he stepped into Mi Sheng's studio again, and he felt exactly the same as before.

Chen Xingze: "How long has it been since you left this house?"

Mi Sheng: "Not long, about a year."

Chen Xingze's eyes widened, "One year!? Don't tell me, just wait for me to clean it up!"

Mi Sheng leaned against the door, smiling like a spring breeze.

"Yeah, just waiting for you to clean up."

Getting angry with Mi Sheng is a waste of time, Chen Xingze cleaned up the house diligently, sat by the bed and didn't speak.

Mi Sheng asked him: "What's wrong?"

Chen Xingze said, "My head hurts."

Mi Sheng: "You have to exercise."

The corner of Chen Xingze's mouth twitched, and he focused on Mi Sheng, "Did someone say you owe a beating?"

Mi Sheng: "No." The people around him are generally pragmatic, they don't know how to speak, and they have already beaten them.

Chen Xingze: "Then you really made a good group of friends."

Mi Sheng smiled, "Yes."

After a while of silence, Chen Xingze raised his eyes and saw Mi Sheng still leaning against the door.

"Are you losing weight again?"

"Why does everyone say that when they see me?"

"That means you've lost weight, eat more and pay attention to your body."

"Maybe it's just looking thin, but it's quite heavy on the scale?"

"Don't be funny."

Mi Sheng flicked the cigarette on the ground, looked at the falling gray and white ash, and said softly: "I said you can't hold me, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Chen Xingze said without hesitation, "You are almost a skeleton, how could I not be able to hug you."

Chen Xingze felt that Mi Sheng's words were simply challenging his self-esteem, so he got up and walked in front of Mi Sheng, a princess hugged him up firmly, and he bumped twice like an old man shopping for vegetables.

"How about it, take it easy, you are so light, you are 175 anyway, probably not even 110 catties."

Mi Sheng didn't speak.

He put one hand on Chen Xingze's shoulder, and gently put the cigarette into his mouth with the other.Chen Xingze lowered his head, just in time to see Mi Sheng smoking with his head tilted slightly.The movements were not rushed, very much like those lazy actors in movie pictorials.

Chen Xingze's heartbeat instinctively accelerated for two seconds, and he realized that this seemed a little inappropriate, so he put Mi Sheng down.

They stand close together, and Mi-sung finishes his cigarette and looks up at him.Chen Xingze was a little embarrassed by Mi Sheng's bright gaze, and looked away unnaturally.

After a while of silence, Mi Sheng smiled and said, "Little ghost, you have grown taller."

It was only then that Chen Xingze noticed that the gap between their once similar body shapes had unknowingly widened, and now Mi Sheng had to raise his head slightly to look at him.

Chen Xingze muttered, "Yeah, it's been a year."

In one year, many things have changed.Chen Xingze thought about it, and suddenly a wave of emotion surged into his heart.

"What's the matter, it looks like I'm about to cry."

"No."

"Thinking about that stupid guy again?"

Chen Xingze was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "You are really amazing."

"Which is great?"

"I don't say anything, and you can guess it. But no matter how much I hint to Lu Hao, he doesn't understand what I'm thinking."

Mi Sheng laughed.

Chen Xingze: "Sure enough, the hearts of older people are delicate, and they are much more sensitive than young people."

"..." Mi Sheng resisted the urge to slap Chen Xingze, and took out another cigarette.After lighting the fire, when he looked up, he saw Chen Xingze looking at him with the eyes of a small animal.

Mi Sheng couldn't help turning a glance, and said kindly: "If you have any grievances, please tell me."

Therefore, Chen Xingze felt that it was beneficial to go to Mi Sheng. Although he acted as free labor, he also had a place to pour out his grievances.

That meeting was the beginning, and since then, Mi Sheng has frequently asked Chen Xingze to go to Jincheng, and he himself will come to Beijing to play when he is free.

Compared to entertaining Mi Sheng in Beijing, Chen Xingze would rather be called to Jincheng by Mi Sheng.Because when he was called, it was often Mi Sheng who called him for help because the studio was short of manpower.And if Mi Sheng condescends to come to Beijing, it will be a real romantic event.

When Mi Sheng came to Beijing to look for Chen Xingze for the first time, Chen Xingze was still in class.Mi Sheng forced him to come out.He was more familiar with Beijing than Chen Xingze, wandering around corners, looking for bars when he was tired, and getting drunk like mud.

Chen Xingze followed Mi Sheng, and thoroughly saw what it means to be in love with wine and flowers, drunk and dreaming.The places Mi Sheng took him to were still acquaintances, mostly comrades.One time when Chen Xingze went to the bathroom, when he came back, he saw a drunk Mi Sheng lying on the sofa with two men riding on him.Mi Sheng's belt was half undone, revealing his pale and narrow waist.

Chen Xingze yelled immediately, "What are you doing!?" He rushed over to push the two lusty men away, and shook Mi Sheng's shoulder vigorously. "Are you okay, wake up, wake up!"

Mi Sheng opened his eyes a little, and when he saw Chen Xingze, he opened his hands, as if wanting him to hug him.

"Why are you so drunk?" Chen Xingze frowned, he looked around, many people looked at them, they stared at Mi Sheng lying on the sofa, like a hungry wolf staring at a lost lamb.

No matter how you call it, it is useless, Chen Xingze can only carry Mi Sheng on his back, and stop the car at the door.

"I'll throw up in the car now." Mi Sheng said drunkenly.

"Could it be that you want me to carry it back for you?"

"Ah."

"It's far away, brother."

"Didn't you say I'm not heavy?"

...he did.

Digging a hole and jumping by himself, Chen Xingze sighed helplessly, and walked to the hotel with Mi Sheng on his back.

The road was brightly lit, Mi Sheng rested his pillow on Chen Xingze's shoulder, and gently sniffed Chen Xingze's neck with his nose.

Chen Xingze: "Don't move, I'm itchy."

Mi Sheng still moved.

Chen Xingze said sternly: "If you touch me again, I will let you go."

Mi Sheng didn't move.

Chen Xingze thought he was being obedient and honest, but he didn't expect that his neck would be bitten the next second.

"Ah!" Chen Xingze screamed on the road.

In fact, it doesn't hurt, it's just too sudden.Chen Xingze reflexively wanted to let go, but Mi Sheng used all his strength to wrap him around like an octopus, preventing him from letting him go.

"...I can't do it anymore, I can't get angry anymore." After tossing to no avail, Chen Xingze finally forgave, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. Ancestor, I dare not threaten you again, please don't strangle me good."

Mi Sheng relaxed and lay on Chen Xingze's back again.

Chen Xingze sighed again, endured the humiliation and continued to walk, he said: "This situation reminds me of a world-famous painting."

Mi Sheng: "What painting?"

Chen Xingze: "Trackers on the Volga."

Mi Sheng giggled.

Chen Xingze: "Do you know this painting?"

Mi Sheng: "Of course I know."

Chen Xingze also laughed, "He never understood the joke I made with Lu Hao. When I first mentioned Zhang Ailing to him, do you know what he asked me?"

Mi Sheng's voice became softer, "What are you asking?"

Chen Xingze: "He asked me what class Eileen Chang was in, hahaha, it really made me laugh!"

As soon as Chen Xingze talked about Lu Hao, he beamed with joy, but he didn't notice that Mi Shengbi was quiet just now.

"Seriously, you should also have a relationship." Chen Xingze concluded.

"Don't talk."

"why?"

"I don't like it."

"You are asking too much."

"Not high, even your kind is fine."

What Mi Sheng said casually, Chen Xingze only took it as a joke.

Chen Xingze said unconvinced: "What do you mean by 'even my kind'? It makes me seem to be in poor condition, and I'm also very popular, okay?"

Mi Sheng rested his delicate chin on Chen Xingze's shoulder, closed his eyes, and murmured amidst the roar of the vehicle: "Yes..."

There was a bit of agreement in the voice, but also a bit of helplessness, all blown away by the night wind.