Arty Records

"Snapped!"

The dripping ink of Jia Jian Langhao Da Dou pen was hitting his forehead, the pain was second to none, the uncomfortable thing was that the ink dripped down the bridge of the nose, and it reached his mouth in a blink of an eye.Hong Xinyao didn't dare to rub or rub it, so he subconsciously licked it, but the taste was really bad.Nervously, he was able to sneak in his busy schedule and remember when he mentioned that so-and-so ate ink sticks.

A big character on the desk has just been half written.Fang Duzhi frowned, pointed at Hong Xinyao, and said sharply, "Why did I tell you? Either you have the skills and don't need to do this at all, or don't let him see it at all! Coincidentally? Don't argue with me! Yourselves Ask yourself, if you really fell in love, where did the coincidence come from?"

Hong Xinyao lowered his head.The last sentence of the father-in-law, if you really kill without blood, he will be too regretful and unable to say anything.

"You just came to me to find a solution now. What did you do in the middle two days? Well, you have something to do, you are busy, and you can't get away... What kind of person is Xiaosi? But if you do a little bit of it, he will Go out and stay without saying a word? I think you rely on his good temper and let you do everything, even if you almost forget your own name! You bastard!!"

Fang Duzhi became more and more angry as he spoke, and reached out to grab the palm-sized Duan inkstone on the table.

"Dad, it's my fault, I'm an asshole. You want to beat and scold..." Hong Xinyao raised his head, his eyes were red, "Wait for me to bring brother back, okay?"

Fang Duzhi pressed his hand on the Duanyan, stared at him for a while, and then said in a bad mood: "Xiaosi went to this meeting, the invitation came three months ago, the formalities were completed last month, he called to change the flight, raised his leg You can leave. Brugger’s visa is notoriously slow, and it takes a week for urgent business, and he will come back when you pass, what a mess!”

Hong Xinyao pleaded: "That's why I beg you to come, you can't let him come back alone, I have to pick him up."

Fang Duzhi snorted and started calling.Finally, he said: "Give the application materials to Honesty right away, within three days at the earliest, and you book a ticket for Friday."

Young Master Hong said pitifully, "Can't you do it on Thursday night?"

"No. You go on the last day, and we will meet again after the meeting is over. You are here to pick him up, not to interfere with his business." Weng and his son-in-law know each other very well, and Fang Duzhi knew that Hong Xinyao might have gone early. what will be the result.

"I just want to see him earlier and not interfere with his business..." Seeing Lord Taishan's face, Young Master Hong looked even more pitiful. He bent down to pick up the fighting pen on the ground, and held it up with both hands, "Then... I promise not to meet him until the meeting is over, I... I will just quietly stay near him..."

Fang Duzhi took the bucket brush, rinsed it in the blue and white brush washer for a long time, looked down at the half-sized large characters: "Anyway, it's all your own business, I don't care how you want to mess around."

Brugge is located in the northern part of the western continent. It is a picturesque and beautiful small town, and it is also a resort for enjoying winter scenery and skiing.Because of its high level of civilization, many international academic institutions have branches here.However, in the eyes of Hong Xinyao at this moment, this place does not have long hair and birds do not shit, and there is no Xiaguo restaurant in a radius of a hundred miles, and the temperature is comparable to that of Qingqiu Baishui in winter. Fearing that he didn't bring enough clothes to catch the cold, he scratched his head and fidgeted restlessly.

He rummaged through the meeting schedule at home, and it was the peak tourist season, so it took a lot of effort to book the same hotel.I got the visa on Thursday and set off, and the local time was still in the afternoon when I arrived.After holding back in the room for half an hour, where he could not sit still, he simply disguised himself from head to toe, ran to the nearby university campus, and waited outside the venue.

As soon as Fang Sishen came out, he saw it.The participants walked together in twos and threes.Halfway through the walk, most of them took time out to have fun. There were fewer and fewer people around Fang Sishen, and finally only a brown-haired foreign devil remained.The two sat in the hotel cafe for a long time, and then went to the restaurant for dinner together.Talking while eating, and drawing on the table.The sound is not loud, but the atmosphere is very warm.Hong Xinyao sat in the corner, using a potted plant to block his figure, his eyes kept scanning there through the branches and leaves.After eating a plate of food, I don't know what I ate.

Because of the lessons learned by Wei Deli back then, Young Master Hong is extremely wary of foreigners.He was behind Fang Sishen, so he could see the face of the foreign devil.Sure enough, after a while, the foreign devil's expression changed, his brows could not be drawn apart, his face was numb, and he pointed at the things on Fang Sishen's plate, probably saying that he ate too little.Hong Xinyao sat and gritted his teeth, waiting for the two to get up and go out before quickly following them.Passing by Fang Sishen's seat and glanced at it, the limited two kinds of food were barely touched.My heart twitched, and I realized that the person in front of me was gone, so I quickly chased him out.The foreigner was talking eagerly to Fang Sishen, and even stretched out his hand to pull his arm.Just when the elevator arrived, Fang Sishen reluctantly smiled and said something, stepped into the elevator, and waved goodbye to him.

The figure who disappeared into the elevator door was thin and lonely, as if he had lost a lot of weight in just a few days.Hong Xinyao squeezed his fist, and walked back to his room silently.

The next Friday is the last day of the meeting.Fang Sishen read out his thesis and participated in the discussions of two groups.After the closing ceremony, some impatient scholars went directly from the venue to the airport, while those who were not in a hurry went skating, skiing, drinking and clubbing in groups.Fang Sishen politely declined the invitation to travel with him, went back to the hotel alone, asked for a drink in the coffee shop, and sat by the window in a daze.

The location of the hotel is excellent, looking out from the window is the peak of the snow-white and crystal clear mountain, where there is the best ski resort in the entire western continent.My eyes are a little blurred, and my head is a little heavy.It's been like this since the first day I got off the plane, it's not serious, and it's not good.Fang Sishen took it as a mild symptom of acclimatization and ignored it.At this time, when I was free, the discomfort that I had deliberately ignored suddenly became obvious, and I supported my forehead with my palms so that my head would not fall down.

"Hey, Fang, I knew you were here! They said they were going to see snow sculptures in Schweitzer Park. I thought you might be interested. How about we go together?"

Fang Sishen raised his head and looked at the warm smiling face of the other party. Before he could speak, he heard someone behind him say: "Sorry, he made an appointment to go with me."

The foreigner was surprised, but immediately smiled and continued to invite: "Are you Fang's friend? How about going together? It's so interesting!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not his friend." Hong Xinyao pulled away the chair next to Fang Sishen and sat down, grabbing his hand with a more oppressive posture than standing up.

"I'm not his friend—I'm his lover. I'm here to pick him up." He smiled faintly, "We haven't seen each other for several days, you must understand."

Shocked, the foreigner looked at the two of them again and again, and finally said hello and left.

Fang Sishen turned his head, with a dazed expression: "You...why are you here?" When he asked normally, he couldn't hear sadness or joy.The initial depression has settled down to the present, and it can neither be vented nor washed away. It has turned into a sticky piece and is covered in my heart.

Hong Xinyao kissed him: "I'll take you home."

Fang Sishen seemed to want to hide, but in the end he didn't.That point of hesitation flashed clearly in Hong Xinyao's eyes, and his whole body instantly became tough, and he stood up with his arms around his shoulders: "Let's go back to the room."

He gripped so tightly that Fang Sishen felt that his fingers were like steel bars, as if they could penetrate the shoulder blades.

"Relax...my room is not this side."

"I know."

The strength in his hands did not decrease at all, and his steps became faster and faster.Fang Sishen was led forward by him, struggling to heel, dizzy for a while, and the air around him seemed to be boiling, making people unconscious.I felt a little flustered in my heart, but somehow felt at ease, and even felt like I was breaking a pot: probably only when everything that made people panic happened, I could really feel at ease.

He was brought into the room in a daze, and was pressed against the door panel in a daze.The cold and hard touch on the back made him tremble with gratitude, and he heard him whispering in his ear, "I have a little fever."

Subconsciously replied: "How come..." After all, I haven't experienced illness for a long time.

His voice was vicious: "Don't think that I will let you go!"

"Ah?" Fang Sishen's eyes were blank, as if he didn't understand at all.

Hong Xinyao lowered his head, biting bright red blood on his pale lips, his expression was stern, his voice was hoarse, word by word came out from between his teeth: "I said, don't think I will let you go."

"Yeah." I understood, and nodded in cooperation.Even more dizzy, he closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

Hong Xinyao hugged him violently and kissed him frantically, biting his lips, tongue, ears and neck like devouring.The clothes were torn off vigorously, leaving nothing behind in the blink of an eye.Put Fang Sishen on the bed, stared at his blush cheeks and fair body, and then began to take off his clothes.

Probably dizzy by him, Fang Sishen didn't care about being shy when he revealed everything without any cover, he just lay there panting, his arms hanging limply by his sides, his chest fluctuated with the rapid breathing, completely unconscious. Unconsciously, someone's eyes were like a sharp arrow with a fiery tip, shooting countless holes in his body and igniting a bloody flame.After a while, he shrank his legs slightly: "Ah Yao...it's cold."

Hong Xinyao stood naked by the bed, not moving for a long time.Hearing this sentence, he immediately jumped up and covered him under his body: "Immediately. Immediately it won't be cold."

He hugged the person in his arms, squeezed and massaged with his body, kneaded and stroked with both hands, chewed and licked with his lips and teeth, and soon felt the extremely high temperature burning the skin.The body was numb and aching due to excessive endurance, but the heart was as soft and peaceful as the boundless snow outside the window.He knows exactly what he wants to do and what he should do.Slowly lowering his head, using the gentlest and most ruthless movements, he gave him extreme happiness and torture.

Fang Sishen couldn't tell whether he was cold or hot, happy or painful.Yet without any thinking, one instinctively knows where relief and salvation can be found.He involuntarily raised his trembling waist, and tried his best to move closer to a certain energy source.In the alternation of drowsiness and sobriety, I opened my eyes for the last time, and saw the rising sun climbing over the window lattice, and the sunlight behind the gauze gradually brightened beyond the snow.Finally, everything turned into boundless warmth and merged with the embrace that imprisoned him.

It wasn't until the third time he woke up that Fang Sishen realized that the environment he was in was not a hotel at all.Looking at the dark red simulated flame in the electric fireplace and smelling the light rosin from the furniture, I couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"Where is this?" The swelling in his throat has not subsided, and it is very difficult to speak.

Hong Xinyao brought the medicinal juice over and slowly fed it to him.

"Chi Yan's friend's house was originally vacant, so I borrowed it to live in."

Fang Sishen vaguely remembered that he had been put on an IV, raised his arm a little, and saw the needles that hadn't subsided.The whole body is tired and tired after a high fever, and it is also sore and unspeakable. This feeling is really long gone.He suddenly realized that a few days had passed, and the concept of time was completely lost in his mind.

"What's the date today?"

Hong Xinyao answered irrelevantly: "I called my father and asked him to take a month's sick leave for you, which coincided with the winter vacation. Anyway, it's a three-month visa. I'll go back after I've had enough rest. Just find your favorite student Substitute, you don’t have to worry about it.” Stretched out a finger to wipe off the medicine stain on the corner of his mouth, wiped it, felt that it was almost there, then lowered his head and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Fang Sishen was about to speak, but was distracted by him, so he didn't speak.

"It took three days for the drip to subside. I called the old man to ask for a prescription, and I was given a good training. He said that he must wait until he is well fed before moving, and don't rush back. He also scolded me... scolded me Whether you live or die."

Hong Xinyao looked straight at Fang Sishen: "Brother, I did it on purpose."

Fang Sishen also looked at him, his expression gradually calmed down, and he replied softly, "I know."

Being thrown to the edge of the huge wave again and again, and pulled back to the center of the vortex again and again, Fang Sishen didn't know how many times he experienced reorganization after being broken and resurrection after collapse that night.Until now, the exhausted strength has not returned to the body, like a completely emptied container, waiting to be filled again.

Hong Xinyao asked him to lie down, cleaned up the medicine bowl, and came to accompany him to lie down.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Brother, you have to believe me." The last word choked up with grievance.

Fang Sishen said slowly, "Ah Yao, I don't believe you."

That one opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

"Really. I don't believe you." Fang Sishen paused, and added, "Never."

He suddenly felt sad.He knew exactly where this feeling came from, but he wasn't sure where it was going.

"I just... didn't expect to be so uncomfortable, so...uncomfortable. It even a little... hurt my confidence in the future. Ah Yao, I'm sorry, I couldn't control my temper at that time, and I refused to think about you When I heard that you are safe, I suddenly wanted to go away, and wanted to... stay alone."

"Brother, stop talking." Hong Xinyao reached out and hugged him.It seems that everything is empty, but they can only express their minds with empty promises: "I understand, I was the one who made the mistake. I promise, there will never be such a thing in the future."

Fang Sishen did not answer, and sighed lightly.

Hong Xinyao panicked.He knew that at this moment words were useless.He knows how mutual trust is established, so the so-called "confidence in the future" must rely on the same method.So she stopped talking, just held him in her arms, and kissed him tenderly.After the kiss, it turned into two people entangled together and had a sound sleep.

After that, they lived together.The house is located in the outskirts of Brugge. Fang Sishen knew that there was someone here to deliver food and medicine for the first time when he saw Hong Xinyao bring out food and medicine, but he never showed up, as if he had been in the world of two people from beginning to end.Hong Xinyao is thoughtful in everything, even more attentive than when he was chasing after a bitter love back then.Fang Sishen has the right to take care of welfare when he is ill, bosses him around, and enjoys it to his heart's content.They have been busy all these years, and they have never accompanied each other so purely.Often at a certain moment, looking at the smiling face or back of the other party, Fang Sishen will be touched suddenly, feeling in a trance that there is nothing more important in the world.

Two weeks later, the old story was repeated, and the atmosphere was very different.

First Young Master Hong picked up the dried fruit in the bowl, picked a hazelnut and put it in Fang Sishen's mouth: "Brother, you have to believe me. You know it well, I can't stand wearing a condom at all, who else can I have sex with except you?" Go? Not to mention doing it, just thinking about it makes me panic, right... hey!"

Jumping up and down to avoid the big walnuts that were falling, howling: "A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands! I'm telling the truth, what's wrong with me, don't you just like to listen to the truth..."

The walnuts came crashing down like a hailstorm, and I was overwhelmed.Young Master Hong broke the boat and used offense as defense, braved the hail of bullets and strode forward, directly arresting the culprit.

Fang Sishen refused to give in, but due to the disparity in strength, he didn't know whether to turn into anger from embarrassment, or to hold back his laughter, blushing, leaning against him for breath.

"Stop making trouble, sweating easily catches a cold." Hong Xinyao's tone sounded like coaxing a child.

"Who is making trouble with you..."

"Let's get down to business. During the Chinese New Year next month, my parents will ask me to take you back."

Fang Sishen was stunned, and it took him a long time to remember to ask: "Then what should my father do?"

"Okay, let's go together."

"How could he agree?"

Hong Dashao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How do you know he disagrees? Hejin plans to carry out urban transformation, and the next step is to focus on the development of historical and cultural resources and build a famous cultural and tourist city. The Hejin government specially invited him to be a consultant. I agreed. Then, I just happened to visit my in-laws by the way..."