Embroidered Pillows and Paper Tigers

After coming out of Changlai Noodle Shop, the two of them walked towards home by appointment. Unlike the past when they came home from school, the two of them always walked one after the other, as if they didn’t know each other. Today, they were finally able to side by side. Yes, but still no conversation.

As Shen Yan walked, he remembered that his face was painted, he took out his phone and turned on the camera to take a picture.Seeing that the brow bone and the bottom of the chin are broken, the scars are still obvious, the brows are wrinkled, and the brow bone can be covered by his long hair. What if the chin is seen by Qu Ya?

Li Shi'an rolled his eyes and deliberately said in a sly manner: "Girls don't fall in love with each other just because they are out of phase, maybe they will scream for you."

Shen Yan gave him a white look, and felt that as long as this person opened his mouth, he was looking for a beating.

Making people angry Li Shi'an felt satisfied for some reason, he knew that Shen Yan was actually afraid that the wound on his face would not be easy to explain, but he didn't have this worry.

He had fought twice in his life, once when he was 8 years old, and once with Yuqiao, both times he was not injured, even if he was injured, Li Qishan probably lost all the scars when he came back from a business trip.

"Some places are broken, go to my house and I'll fix it for you, at least it's not so obvious." Li Shi'an said, without waiting for Shen Yan to answer, he leisurely walked forward while holding the back of his head.

There seems to be no other way, Shen Yan thought, besides he can't practice dancing, and he doesn't want to go home, Li Shi'an's home is a good place to go.

After the two of them went back, Li Shi'an dug out the first-aid kit from the locker to clean Shen Yan's wound, but just as he stretched out his hand, Shen Yan evaded it by reflex, and Li Shi'an realized that according to Shen Yan's temperament, he probably doesn't like physical contact with people He didn't force it, stuffed things into his hands and let him do it himself.

Shen Yan took the first aid kit and didn't rush to deal with the wound on his face, but rolled up his sleeves to check. Li Shi'an saw a large bruise on his arm, and then he realized how ruthless Yu Qiao's attack was.

"That bastard Yu Qiao is like that. He troubled you last time. Why didn't you tell the teacher?"

Shen Yan never thought of causing trouble to anyone, including the teacher, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, I will take the art and sports class next semester."

Li Shi'an wanted to say that Yu Qiao's bastard was also in an art and sports class, but he was afraid that it would be too irritating to Shen Yan. When he thought of the domestic violence neighbor next door, he felt that this guy was really ill-fated, so he felt a little bit of sympathy, and comforted him and said, "Forget it." He should be afraid to trouble you for the time being after being scared by me. But you still have to go around when you meet that bastard, who told you that transfer students always bring their own data, so you can't keep a low profile."

There were bruises on his arms and no broken skin, Shen Yan stretched his muscles and bones and put down his sleeves when he felt that there was no problem, he guessed why Li Shi'an told himself to stay away from Yu Qiao: "The video didn't actually capture the face, did it? "

Li Shi'an glanced at Shen Yan and nodded.

In fact, the video only shows the backs of a group of people fighting, and the beating and the beating are not clearly filmed. Li Shi'an lied to Yu Qiao to say that he wanted to send the video to the teacher.

Shen Yan had already simply and roughly put a Band-Aid on his chin, and the two of them were relatively speechless again.

Li Shi'an suddenly remembered what Shen Yan was thinking about making up lessons. He scratched his head and touched his ears, and tentatively said, "Since we're here, why don't we check our homework?"

Shen Yan thought that even if he broke up with Li Shi'an yesterday, he never thought that he would have a chance to come here. Li Shi'an passed the steps first and he had no reason not to go down the steps. Unfortunately, there were exercise clothes in his bag and no homework.

Fu Youcheng basically didn't go out on weekends, so he didn't want to go back to get it, so he said, "I remember the answer, take it out and I'll check it for you."

Li Shi'an, who was afraid of being rejected, heaved a sigh of relief. The living room was well lit during the day, so he went upstairs and took his homework to the living room to show Shen Yan. Politics was at the top, and Shen Yan read politics first. up.

"What... what's the matter?" Li Shi'an stuttered, wondering if it was so bad?My own politics are obviously not bad.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yan asked: "Do you have a copybook?"

Li Shi'an panicked: "...Yes."

Shen Yan said coldly: "Practice two calligraphy every day."

"No need?" Li Shi'an was depressed and said that he was a bit lenient. He usually writes homework pictures quickly, and he is determined not to write one by one if he can connect two characters. Do you practice calligraphy?

Shen Yan saw that Li Shi'an was about to stretch his muscles again, poking his index finger at his homework, prodding Li Shi'an with a serious expression: "Do you know how many test papers the college entrance examination teacher has to read in a day?"

Li Shian shook his head.

Shen Yan then answered the question himself: "Hundreds of copies, do you know what kind of mental journey the teacher will go through?"

Li Shi'an still shook his head, thinking that if you have something to say, can't you be more happy?

Soon he regretted that he wanted to have a good time, because he heard Shen Yan say: "A teacher who reads hundreds of test papers will inevitably encounter a few that are not written by people. He may see the pig crawling first. Thinking that learning is not easy, he didn’t have the heart to deduct points; when he saw the ones crawling, he thought that life was not easy, and one or two points would affect a student’s life, so he still couldn’t bear to deduct points; until he saw the ones crawling, he had already read three or five. Hundreds of test papers, tired hands and heart, he will think why there are always candidates to test his patience? It is not easy to grade the papers by yourself, and it is not easy for him to live, and then deduct three points. Three points, the college entrance examination can let you follow Many schools missed out, how can you tell whether you will be a pig, a cow or a dog?"

"..."

Li Shi'an really listened carefully and finally realized that Shen Yan was scolding him. He was stunned. He really didn't expect that a guy like Shen Yan, who can't beat a fart with a few sticks, would have a vicious tongue. I guess this guy All of his talent is given to IQ, not EQ at all.

What is this called?He didn't even deserve to be a human being if he didn't write well. He yelled 180 times in his heart: I'm a human!Lao Tzu is human!

However, he couldn't hold back a word, and got up angrily and went to the room to look for the copybook that he didn't know where he had thrown it to eat ashes. I regret helping you, you have such a cheap mouth!"

Shen Yan seemed to hear what Li Shi'an was saying, but he couldn't really hear it.

If Shen Yan just wanted to perfunctory them to make up lessons at the beginning, then now he has no intention at all. While Li Shian was practicing calligraphy, Shen Yan checked all the homework for him, and Li Shian followed the copybook. It took only two or three pages with one stroke of a pen, Shen Yan took a break and began to look around.

This was the first time he stayed in the living room of Li Shi'an's house. He found Li Shi'an's house a little strange. He never saw anyone when he came several times, and there was no trace of a woman in the house.

In a home, there are usually more traces of women, such as the flowers on the dining table, the lace tablecloth on the coffee table, or a few flowers and plants on the balcony, but Li Shi'an's house is clean and clean.

Shen Yan began to subconsciously look at the neatly arranged photo wall behind the wall, and sure enough, they were all photos of Li Shi'an and his father, not a single photo of a woman or a group photo.

He even remembered that every time Li Shi'an opened the shoe cabinet, there seemed to be no women's shoes in it.

So... Li Shi'an doesn't have a mother?Shen Yan couldn't help guessing.

The way he looked at Li Shi'an began to change. He used to see everyone as a different kind, but at this moment he actually felt a little bit like looking at the same kind.

Just at this moment the doorbell rang, and Shen Yan's heart skipped a beat. He thought that he had guessed wrong. Li Shi'an was very particular about his clothes, and read and studied very casually. This kind of person should come from that kind of lively Even if he doesn't have a mother, there should be grandparents who are always ready to protect him, and they will come to his house to see him on weekends.

Or maybe Li Shi'an's father?He hasn't seen Li Shi'an's father in the few times he's been here, maybe he's free to come back this weekend?

Li Shi'an put down his pen and ran to the door, Shen Yan stood up very cautiously, just thinking about whether to find an excuse to avoid it, when he heard the door closed again, Li Shi'an was carrying two bags filled with milk and daily necessities to the door Storage locker on balcony walk away.

It was the delivery from the supermarket. Li Shi'an stuffed everything into the locker, folded it back, and handed over the pair of slippers that he bought specially for Shen Yan.

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, his toes in socks were embarrassing, he didn't know how to put them down, he didn't know whether he should pick it up or not.

He remembered that on the first day he came to Li Shi'an's house, he rejected the slippers that Li Shi'an handed him, because those slippers were worn by others.

Every man's house with Qu Ya will experience this scene, the men will always rudely stuff a pair of stained slippers, Shen Yan never wears them, even in the cold winter, even if there is no heating in the house, he would rather just wear them Gradually, even Quya thought it was his habit to step on the socks on the floor. She told the men that the child didn't like wearing shoes at home.

Looking at the shoes Li Shian handed over, Shen Yan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He is a sensitive and proud person. He is used to indifference to those casual dismissals, and agreeing to make up lessons with Li Shian is just an exchange in his heart, an exchange. A place to go other than paying to have a family, but he didn't expect his ridiculous sensitivity and pride to be the first to be seen by this person.

Seeing Shen Yan standing there, Li Shi'an was worried that he was too deliberate, and tried to cover it up by explaining: "Well...the supermarket is discounted today, I bought it together, I know you don't like wearing shoes, but let's make do with them , My dad always said that cold is born from the feet, and when you get old, your legs will hurt. Aren't your legs very important for you dancers?"

Shen Yan finally nodded and took it over.

Li Shi'an lay down on the table and continued to practice calligraphy, Shen Yan looked at him introvertedly for a while, touched Li Shi'an's wrong question book, and copied all the wrong questions for him.

After finishing the lecture this afternoon, it was evening. The last rays of the setting sun reflected the shadows of tall buildings, cut the outside world into strange shapes, and cast a layer of golden light on the teenagers when they entered the room.

Li Shi'an stretched his waist and asked Shen Yan: "Are you still going to dance practice?"

Shen Yan nodded.

Li Shian thought that he would also go to the studio, he said: "Wait for me, I will put down my homework and we will go together."

The two of them went to the training class together, and they were silent all the way, but the relationship has been tacitly improved a lot. For example, Li Shian stopped to tie his shoelaces halfway, and when he looked up, he found that Shen Yan was still on the side. Although this guy pretended to look at the scenery , but Li Shian knew that he was actually waiting for him.

So when saying goodbye to Lao Yu that night, Li Shi'an waited for Shen Yan outside the dance class. When Shen Yan came out of the classroom, he saw a trace of surprise on Li Shi'an's face, and then the two came over and walked side by side naturally.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when they came, and there were no people on the way back now.

Li Shi'an started a conversation while walking: "It's rare to hear that boys learn ballet, why do you learn ballet?"

If this question was asked the day before, Shen Yan would probably think that Li Shi'an was slapping him on the sidelines, "Ballet is not a dance that boys learn" and would just roll his eyes at him and leave, but what happened in this day has completely changed. The relationship between the two, so he was not only not angry, but also answered this question very seriously.

"Because I like to listen to stories, and I prefer to use ballet to tell those stories. Ballet is different from drama, it is a story without language, but I like this way of telling."

"No wonder." Li Shi'an was a little throbbing, no wonder he always felt that there was a huge emotional catharsis in that dance when he watched Shen Yan dance that day.

"No wonder what?" Shen Yan turned to look at Li Shi'an strangely.

"Oh, it's nothing," Li Shi'an explained with a laugh, "No wonder those ballet titles are all fairy tales."

When the topic gets here, it will involve some dance vocabulary in classical ballet. Shen Yan wanted to say something, but he was afraid that his words would be boring. After all, he is not an expressive person. He was afraid that Li Shi'an would not be interested in listening, so he simply stopped talking. .

The streets in early spring were a bit cold, and the shoulders of the two walking side by side were very close to each other. As a person who was not used to being in close contact with people, Shen Yan didn't feel anything bad at the moment.

Li Shi'an didn't seem to be afraid of awkward chats. Shen Yan didn't say anything, so he said alone: ​​"Then your dancing is the same as our painting. There is a story behind many paintings. My art teacher told me that the most touching people in the world It’s a story. When people see a painting, the color tone, brush strokes, and composition of the painting all tell what the creator wants to express. Have you ever seen the painting "Simon and Perrault"?"

Shen Yan shook his head.

"Many people feel nasty and obscene when they see the painting at first, but they will be moved after knowing the story behind the painting, because the painting tells the story of a father who was sentenced to starve to death, and his daughter secretly visited the prison. fed him with her own milk."

Li Shi'an didn't know if Shen Yan could imagine the painting, and wanted to say something that Shen Yan was familiar with, but he suddenly discovered that the glue on the zipper of Shen Yan's backpack was also a famous painting, so he pointed to the zipper and said: " On your zipper is "Star and Moon Night", do you like this painting?"

Without waiting for Shen Yan to answer, Li Shi'an went on to say: "This painting depicts the night scene of Saint-Rémy, a small town in southern France. Every time I see this painting, I feel like Van Gogh is saying, look, I see that the wind is Such a surge, such a stretch of cloud, and the fact that Van Gogh was in a mental hospital in this town when he made it."

Along the way, apart from the roar of the car, only Li Shi'an's voice could be heard, as if he was talking to himself alone, but Shen Yan was actually listening, and he was listening very seriously.

Shen Yan knew that there was a famous painting by Van Gogh on the zipper of the backpack, but he always thought it was called "Starry Sky". When he first bought a backpack, he liked the design of the zipper, because the painting in the glue was like a small painting. The universe, giving people a sense of tranquility and soothing.

Li Shi'an's explanation made him feel that the whole painting is more vivid and interesting, because this painting comes from a person suffering from mental illness, and he felt the tranquility from the painting of a mental patient, which is an interesting thing in itself.

Thinking of this, Shen Yan smiled. He felt that if he was asked to explain ballet dance vocabulary to Li Shi'an, he would not be able to speak it so well.

Before, he always thought that Li Shi'an was a bastard, or the kind of bastard who used the art test as a way out of the college entrance examination, but now he has completely changed his view of this person.Walking silently like this, I feel relaxed and happy like never before, as if the starry sky tonight is as vivid as "Starry Night" written by Van Gogh.

In fact, Li Shi'an has almost no experience of talking about famous paintings with others, but he doesn't know why he is particularly interested in talking tonight. He thinks that maybe this is the reason why he wants to make friends with Shen Yan, because Shen Yan is different from Xie Chen. Friends like Xie Chen, who talk nonsense and talk about mountains, also need friends who share their spiritual world with him.

But even though Li Shi'an is a talker, he also understands the truth that he can't let himself talk all the time. He asked Shen Yan: "What about you? Have you ever performed after learning ballet? What story?"

Shen Yan understood that Li Shi'an was passing the conversation to him on purpose, but he was really afraid that what he said would be boring and make Li Shi'an lose interest, so he said concisely: "I have acted, Giselle."

"What role?" Li Shi'an asked.

Shen Yan thought for a while and said, "Scumbag."

Shen Yan didn't talk much, but Li Shi'an finally heard from his self-mockery that he didn't want to talk, so he forgave his brevity, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Li Shi'an took out two coffee candies from his pocket , and handed one to Shen Yan.

The moonlight cast shadows of people on the cool spring night street, a boy stretched out his hand and took a candy from another boy's hand.