That guy teases me every day without knowing it

Going straight to the place where Cheng Yang crawled in today, Qi Yan first put the bag of clothes aside, supported the wall with both hands and looked out, there was a tree outside, the branches just stretched out beside the wall, and there were traces of trampling on the branches.

After checking the terrain, Qi Yan threw his clothes over there first, then climbed up the fence, and jumped down by stepping on the branches over there.

Walking along the path, the school was built on a hillside. Although Qi Yan made several turns, it was always going downhill.

After walking for about six or seven minutes, the end of the trail leads to the street.This is a scenic area, and there are many hotels. Qi Yan found a small hotel that looked good without much effort. He paid the money and took the key. The first thing he did when entering the room was to check the bathroom. It was very clean, Qi Yan Finally feeling better.

After taking a shower, he felt refreshed physically and mentally. He looked at his watch, and soon he was going to go to evening self-study. He quickened his pace and returned from the same way. He went back to the dormitory to put his clothes on before going to the classroom.

When Qi Yan arrived in the classroom, he had already been in class for a while, and Lao Liu didn't come to the classroom until the third quarter's evening self-study, so he didn't notice that Qi Yan was late.

As soon as Lao Liu entered the office, Qi Yan followed.

"What's the matter?" As usual, Qi Yan was asked to sit down before Old Liu asked.

"Ms. Liu, I want to go to school." Qi Yan said.

"What's wrong? Not used to it?" Old Liu looked at him.

"Yeah." Qi Yan nodded.

"Yes." Lao Liu nodded.

Qi Yan looked at him, a little in disbelief.

"There is a problem." Old Liu continued.

"You say."

"You are not from the local area. If you are a day student, where do you live?"

"I've thought about this, just for a month, I can stay in a hotel." Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he mentioned it.

Old Liu nodded, and said again: "The school is mainly worried about your safety. If you find a good place, just tell me. Parents must sign."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, my dad is not here."

Lao Liu sighed and said: "To be honest, teacher, I don't recommend you to go to school. The conditions here may be a bit difficult, but you definitely don't come here for enjoyment. Bear with it and get used to it." You get used to it in a few days."

Qi Yan pursed his lips: "Teacher, I didn't choose to go to school because of the poor conditions in the dormitory. It was because of my personal health that it was not convenient for me to live in school. My dad knows, how about this, I will ask my dad to call you A phone call, can you see it?"

"Okay." Old Liu didn't say anything else, "You ask your dad to tell me."

After the evening self-study, it was already past ten o'clock, and Qi Yan couldn't call Mu Qian right now, so he had to wait until tomorrow.

I thought tonight would be another sleepless night, but tomorrow is Saturday, a holiday, and everyone else has gone home, so he is the only one in the dormitory, and it is rare to get a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Qi Yan went up to Zhilang Mountain with the drawing board on his back.The foggy sky seems to cast a light veil on the emerald green mountain peaks, the mountain breeze caresses gently, the clouds and mist are misty, and the high mountains and mountains look a little mysterious in the dim morning light.

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the scenery in front of him, he rarely showed a smile.

He chose to come here because of the scenery here. The half-developed scenery has a unique aesthetic feeling. As the protagonist of the last painting of his life, it is very good.

He had checked before he came. There is a very famous scenery in Zhilang Mountain. A glass bridge is built between two straight cliffs. Standing on the bridge, you can see the mist under your feet through the glass, just like a fairyland. .

He planned to find a place with a wide view on the hill not far from the glass bridge, and draw this scene.

In the future, he will not touch the paintbrush, which is a good ending.

Going up the mountain along the repaired steps, the surrounding scenery is very good, but Qi Yan is not in the mood to take pictures, he has to catch up to the mountain as soon as possible, and when the sun is fully out, the fog will clear.

Following the stairs, Qi Yan walked directly to the glass bridge. It was still early, and there were not many people going up the mountain. In addition to the heavy fog, it was difficult to see both sides clearly when walking on the bridge, so there was no one on the bridge.

Going up the glass bridge is quite a test of guts. The feeling of flying under the feet is a little exciting, so Qi Yan walked over slowly.

After taking two steps, Qi Yan relaxed. The bridge is very stable. As long as you don't shake it deliberately when walking up, it will not shake. There are also glass guardrails on both sides. After walking the first two steps, you will basically not be afraid.

In the morning, there was heavy dew in the mountains, and there was still wind. Qi Yan wore a coat, but the wind was still a little cold on his body, but Qi Yan felt that this kind of coolness was just right.

He closed his eyes in a good mood, and felt his surroundings carefully. From time to time, there was a bird song in the silent mountain forest, which was loud and long.

Qi Yan opened his eyes, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. He liked this quiet and peaceful environment very much, and he was relaxed.

He continued to walk forward, and suddenly stopped.When the person in front heard the sound, he turned his head, and there was a little indifference in his first glance.

Cheng Yang was wearing black clothes and black trousers, standing quietly on the bridge, surrounded by erratic mist, behind him was a green mountain covered in mist, at a glance, it looked like a beautiful picture scroll, the people in the picture Tall and tall, with indifferent eyes, under the cool mountain wind, his face was a little pale, his eye sockets and nose tip were reddish, and his already attractive facial features looked particularly delicate at this moment.

Qi Yan felt his heartbeat stagnate for a moment, and then beat harder again.He suddenly had an urge to draw this scene.

Cheng Yang recognized Qi Yan, he walked over, noticed the drawing board on Qi Yan's back, and smiled: "Come to draw?"

Qi Yan nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"

"My family lives at the foot of this mountain, and I came up when I have nothing to do." Cheng Yang replied.

"Oh." Qi Yan rubbed his nose, feeling that he was asking something inexplicable.

Walking around the process and crossing the bridge, he looked around and found a place with a good view. He sat down on a big rock, put the drawing board on his lap, spread out the drawing paper, and looked at the scenery in front of him. He didn't write for a while, he suddenly felt a little boring, and his mind was always recalling the scene just now.

"Why don't you draw?" Cheng Yang's voice came from the side, and only then did Qi Yan realize that this guy followed him, and was looking at him in puzzlement, his eyes were black and white, and when he got close, Qi Yan could see Cheng Yang Drops of water on eyelashes.

He turned his head, did not answer, took out his paintbrush, and began to compose the picture.Cheng Yang didn't speak again, watching Qi Yan's hand move nimbly, and the tip of the pen moved, leaving a smooth line.

The sun rises slowly, the sun shines down, and through the mountain fog, a trail of Tyndall effect light is left in the quiet cliff.

With the passage of time, Qi Yan's paintings gradually took shape. At first, Cheng Yang wondered why Qi Yan painted without raising his head, but now he understands that what he paints with emotion is not the scenery he sees in front of him at all.

When the number of people in the mountains began to increase, Qi Yan stopped writing, looked at the painting he had just finished, and pursed his lips.

There is only a glass bridge in the painting, with fog floating around the bridge, and the background is the shadow of emerald green mountains covered in fog.

"Why do I feel that something is missing in your painting?" Cheng Yang said.

Qi Yan froze, and while packing up his things, he replied: "I haven't finished painting yet, the sun is out now, go back and paint again."

Cheng Yang didn't understand this either, he simply felt that there was something missing in the middle of the painting, and hearing what Qi Yan said now, he naturally believed it.

Cheng Yang raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's getting late, I have to go down, how about you, do you want to go down?"

"Ah." Qi Yan paused when he packed his things, "I'll go around again, it's my first time here."

"Okay, turn around slowly, I'll go down first." Cheng Yang waved his hand, leaving behind him.

Qi Yan looked at the direction Cheng Yang was walking in, was stunned for a while, and then looked back at the painting just now.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, without a lively person, it is still a little bit worse after all.Qi Yan sighed slightly.

In fact, he didn't have the intention to turn around again, but right now he didn't dare to get in touch with Cheng Yang too much. Ever since he realized what he liked, he became very careful, feeling that this kind of thing was too uncontrollable. He could only choose to avoid it as much as possible.

In fact, he was still a little flustered, no matter how calm he was when he told Mu Qian.He seemed to be standing on a tall building, unsteady.

At the first glance, he realized that he was different from others, and no one would be as calm as he showed.

Thinking of this, he remembered to call Mu Qian. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Qian's number.

"Dad." Qi Yan carried the drawing board on his back and walked back along the original road.

"what happened?"

"I want to go to school." Qi Yan said straight to the point.

"The school conditions are not good?" The sound of pouring water came from Mu Qian's side. Qi Yan guessed that he was making coffee. Mu Qian didn't sleep well, so he had to drink coffee to refresh himself in the morning.

"En." Qi Yan responded lightly.

"Xiao Yan, you are a thoughtful child. When you said you were going to the countryside, I thought you had anticipated this situation." Mu Qian said.

"The bathing here is a bathhouse." Qi Yan's tone was a little blunt. He quickly passed through a few tourists, and continued when there was no one around, "You know, I like men."

There was no sound over there, and after a long time, Qi Yan heard Mu Qian's voice: "I asked a few friends, you are still young, and you may not be very clear about what you like..."

"Dad, I was born with it." Qi Yan seemed to have a lump in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, "I know you can't understand, I'll just tell you, I'm going to the men's bathhouse Take a bath, just like you go to the women's bathhouse, do you think it can be done?"

Mu Qian was silent for a long time before asking: "If you don't board, where are you going to live?"

"This is a scenic spot. There are quite a lot of hotels. There is one near the school. Anyway, I will only stay for a month. I will stay in a hotel and it will be fine."

"Since you've already made up your mind, I won't say much, just stay outside alone, be careful." Qi Yan heard Mu Qian sigh.

"Teacher, you still need to talk about it."

"Okay, I'll call your teacher later, that's it, you go to class." Mu Qian hung up after finishing speaking.

Today is Saturday, no class.Qi Yan took back the phone and thought silently.