Nongben is passionate

After finally arriving at the apartment, Xie Mingyu collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move.Xie Xuan ordered takeaway, but the taste was not very good. How could Xie Mingyu, a pampered young master, get used to eating? Xie Xuan on the sofa——

"I'm so hungry—" He drooped his eyebrows, as if complaining or being coquettish.

Teenagers are the time when they are drowsy, and Xie Xuan is very sleepy, and he doesn't want to open his eyes.

Xie Mingyu did not give up, squatting on the ground, pushing his body, "I'm going to starve to death——"

Xie Xuan was helpless, with sleepy eyes, sat up from the sofa, frowned, saying that it was a lie to say that there was no anger, but just seeing Xie Mingyu's pitiful look, he felt that there was something wrong with him-this originally Just a spoiled lord.

"Only instant noodles, do you want to eat?"

Xie Mingyu pouted, "Whatever you want." After saying that, she squeezed onto the sofa, leaning her body with a listless look.

Xie Xuan lifted the quilt and got up, put on a long coat over his pajamas, and went to the small kitchen to cook noodles for him—fortunately, this small kitchen is not commonly used, but it is well-equipped, and it is convenient to cook noodles—

When Xie Xuan scooped the noodles into a bowl and walked to the living room with chopsticks, Xie Mingyu had already fallen asleep on the sofa with his body tilted.

"Get up and eat—" Xie Xuan pushed him, Xie Mingyu opened his eyes in a daze, took the bowl and chopsticks, took a bite, then frowned, put the bowl and chopsticks on the coffee table shamelessly, and said :"Unappetizing."

Xie Xuan gave him a sideways glance, ignored his complaints at all, lifted the quilt and lay down on the sofa to sleep with eyes closed, eating or not.

Xie Mingyu looked at the instant noodles on the coffee table with a puffy face, and then at Xie Xuan who was sleeping on the sofa. In the end, she was probably really hungry, so she reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and ate without saying a word. .Halfway through eating, he suddenly approached Xie Xuan and supported his arm with his elbow, "Hey, are you hungry, do you want to eat some?"

Xie Xuan didn't intend to talk to him at first, but Xie Mingyu didn't know what was going on, she asked him persistently, and even forked noodles with chopsticks to be delivered to his mouth, Xie Xuan was so confused by him that she had to stand up and lean against the On the armrest of the sofa, took the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, ate up the noodles in the bowl with a slurp, then put the bowl and chopsticks on the coffee table, raised his chin towards the bedroom, with a stern expression, "Go back to the room and sleep. "

Xie Mingyu was stunned for a while by Xie Xuan's behavior of eating noodles, and then her face turned down, but she sat without moving for a long time before saying, "I can't sleep, my feet hurt."

Xie Xuan frowned, "Watching a DVD?"

Xie Mingyu looked weary, "Whatever."

Xie Xuan got off the sofa, squatted in front of the TV and picked out the discs one by one——

""The Count of Monte Cristo", "Evil and Poison", "Battle Royale", "Rear Window", "Death Comes", "The Godfather", "Shanghai Flower"——”

"Sea Flowers."

Xie Xuan was a little surprised. He thought Xie Mingyu would like to watch violent gangster movies like "The Godfather" or "Battle Royale". , "Kill a person in ten steps, and get rid of the clothes when it's over" The carefree and bloody.Xie Xuan was right. Of course, Xie Mingyu also yearns for gangsters. He has watched "The Godfather" no less than ten times, and he can memorize most of the lines in it. However, Xie Mingyu is already very stylish at such a young age. "The Godfather" is a typical example. Movies, the story is a climax with twists and turns, and the ups and downs can cause blood boiling or gnashing of teeth, and arouse people's desire. It is suitable for close friends and enemies.And "Shanghai Flower" is a small wine, suitable for drinking alone late at night, full of thoughts, joys and sorrows, but the heart does not move.

Xie Xuan put the disc into the projector, and then sat on the sofa. Following Hou Shi’s usual long-shot style, the camera unhurriedly opened a vermilion lacquered door and a lattice wooden window. The life of a brothel is accurately and authentically depicted—eating flowers and wine, singing ditties, worshiping at the church, playing mahjong, dancing with butterflies and flowers, being drunk with money, somewhat charming, feminine and decadent.

Xie Mingyu was wrapped in a quilt, tilted his body, and was quite drunk. He said: "Among Taiwanese directors, I like Hou Hsiao-hsien. His films are calm but always full of compassion. The camera is soothing, as if there is a warm wind blowing Yes. Among them, I like this one the most - it is said that when Lao Hou made this movie, he asked Ah Cheng to be the literary supervisor. What advice did Ah Cheng give? The most important thing is to remind him to pay attention to the "quality of life" under the lens '. The moving part of popular novels in the late Qing Dynasty lies in a kind of cumbersome aesthetics. The matching costumes of characters, the messy arrangement of sitting and sleeping rooms, and the casual behavior of behavior seem to have nothing to do with the joys and sorrows of the story, but it is Their presence makes the whole story full of flesh and blood."

He also said: "Zhang Ailing likes the novel "Shanghai Flower" very much, so you can read Zhang's novels are full of objects, such as the style of clothes, the texture of the floor, the fabric of the shawl, etc. form the textured basis of ordinary life—”

Xie Xuan closed her eyes slightly and looked at Xie Mingyu who was talking nonchalantly - Xie Mingyu at that time was indeed quite attractive, she had lost the arrogance and sharpness of the day, her facial features seemed to have softened, she was lazy and casual, but also Very stylish.

Xie Mingyu turned her head and suddenly kicked Xie Xuan, "Hey, what movies do you usually watch?"

Xie Xuan rested her head on the armrest of the sofa and looked at Xie Mingyu's beautiful profile, "Takeshi Kitano, Giuseppe Tonatore, Wong Kar Wai, Peng Haoxiang, Almodovar, Hitchcock, Kieslowski , Zhang Yimou, Oshima Nagisa...everything."

A contemptuous look appeared on Xie Mingyu's face, "Look at Zhang Da Decorator's work, vulgar!"

Xie Xuan closed his eyes, "I still watch Taiwanese idol dramas." Before he finished speaking, Xie Mingyu raised his voice and said to him: "Xie Xuan, why are you so disgusting, can you have a little style? Choosing to see everything is worse than seeing nothing!"

The corner of Xie Xuan's mouth curled up, "I lied to you."

Xie Mingyu's long speech came to an abrupt end, and after a long silence, she curled her lips and said in her usual sneering tone: "You are so boring, you are full of conspiracies and tricks all day long, the whole row of "Thick Black" on the bookshelf "Study" and "Cai Gen Tan", calculating this and calculating that, can you not be so vulgar—"

Xie Xuan opened his eyes and looked straight at him, "Are you not vulgar?"

Xie Mingyu turned to look at him, her dark eyes were very serious, "I'm vulgar, I never think that there are really refined people in this world. I will play tricks, and I will have small thoughts, but I will not let those become my The master of life—except for fame and fortune and some necessities in life, people must pursue something.”

Xie Xuan's eyes were deep, and he didn't speak for a long time.Xie Mingyu turned her head and stared at the TV screen. For a while, she could only hear the soft-spoken Wu language of Shen Xiaohong and Zhou Shuangzhu in the movie, which gave people a sense of alienation from another world.

Xie Xuan closed his eyes, and when Xie Mingyu almost thought he was asleep, he opened his eyes and sat up, got off the sofa, and then turned off the TV with the remote control——

"What are you doing?" Xie Mingyu asked unhappily.

Xie Xuan took out Xie Mingyu's clothes from the bedroom and threw them on him, "Get dressed, let's go eat—"

Xie Mingyu was a little dazed holding the clothes, "At this time?"

Xie Xuan looked at him and smiled, "Don't you think instant noodles are not tasty? Let's eat the first tray of egg tarts from 'Green House'."

Xie Mingyu immediately got excited, and forgot about the pain in her feet. She hurriedly called Xie Xuan to call for a taxi, and said that she wanted to eat the soup dumplings filled with crab powder from the main store of "Xiaowen Tangbao" in the east of the city. Although there is a branch near the school, it is said that the same craft , but it’s not like that. The old man in the southeast corner of Chonghemen Square sells the best roasted sweet potatoes, and the Songhe Tower of the Old Town God’s Temple sells crabapple cakes, which cost two yuan each...

At that time, it was not yet five o'clock, the sky was dark, and the cold air hit our faces. The two of them were tightly wrapped up and stood on the side of the road waiting for the taxi. After waiting for half an hour, the taxi was late, and the two of them were still in good spirits. Unabated, go straight to the Old Town God's Temple in the east of the city.

When the car arrived at the destination, the shops were naturally not open yet, it was cold outside, and there were no 24-hour teahouses, so the two simply added money and hid in the taxi to turn on the heater, chatting with each other, most of the time it was Xie Mingyu Chatting with the driver—Xie Xuan looked out the window—

At this time, although the morning market has not yet opened, the shops have already started to prepare. The lights shine through the cracks in the doors and glass windows, and the busy people inside can be clearly seen, giving off a very simple and peaceful vibe.

Xie Mingyu came over, looked outside, and said, "When I get old, I'll buy a shop here and sell nothing, just lay down on a bamboo couch and drink tea, eat crabapple cakes, roasted yams, and lard. Small glutinous rice balls, fried raw, fried chestnuts in sugar... Listen to a little song, watch them busy, look at the little flowers in the corner, watch the sun slowly creeping up to their knees, just watch, do nothing, who Don't bother me either—"

Xie Mingyu spoke very eloquently, and was very proud of her idea, which made the driver in the front seat laugh out loud.

That morning, they ate all the snacks in Xie Mingyu's mouth, and he still felt that he was not strong enough, so he packed and bought a lot of them, but he missed the class after all.Just go back to the apartment to catch up on sleep.Xie Mingyu's reason is ready-made, he is a disabled person, he deserves to rest, but Xie Xuan surprised him a little - he thought that someone like Xie Xuan, who is so old-fashioned and old-fashioned, would never be absent without reason unless the sky fell.

Once back to the apartment, Xie Xuan went straight to the bedroom to sleep.Xie Mingyu was in good spirits, and continued to watch the DVD while eating with great interest.Xie Xuan didn't wake up until noon. In the living room, Kubrick's "A Clockwork Orange" was playing on the DVD player. Xie Mingyu was already asleep on her side. The tea table was covered with chestnut shells, and there was still a box of egg tarts left Two, already cold.

Xie Xuan turned off the projector, cleaned up the coffee table, looked at Xie Mingyu for a while, bent down and took out the injured foot that was pressed by his body, covered him with the quilt, washed up and went to the afternoon class.

After school in the evening, he went to Xie Mingyu's class to pick up the day's homework, and went to a Shanghai restaurant some distance from the school to pack three dishes and one soup before walking back to the apartment——

Xie Mingyu was still nestled on the sofa, and the DVD player changed again.

Xie Xuan turned off the projection, "Don't stare at the TV for a long time, it's bad for your eyes—come over for dinner."

Xie Mingyu muttered, "Xie Xuan, why do you look like an old lady, it's up to you—"

Xie Xuan didn't speak, just stuffed the chopsticks into his hand - Xie Mingyu ate too many snacks today, and now he has no appetite, just fiddled with the dishes with chopsticks -

Xie Xuan said while eating, "Teacher Song told me that the Woldingham Girls' High School in England will visit our school next month. This is a major event for the student union. A plan must be made before next week. What do you think?"

Xie Mingyu stopped holding the chopsticks, raised her head, looked at Xie Xuan with heavy eyes, probing, doubting, and ridiculing——

Xie Xuan also raised his head and looked back, his eyes were calm and magnanimous - he understood the meaning in Teacher Song's words, and he also understood the meaning of what Mr. Song said.Xie Mingyu has talent, and it is precisely what he lacks. Will such a person give up because of a little ridiculous self-esteem, making him sing against himself and drag himself out?

In the past, Xie Xuan felt that Xie Mingyu was arrogant and domineering, down to the core.He will never forget the first time he saw Xie Mingyu, the six-year-old child smiled innocently and cutely with an extremely beautiful face, but let the wasps bite him, and he will never forget how he relied on the favor of his elders He let the innocent be blamed, and he would never forget Xie Mingyu's intentional or unintentional contempt and tricks when he first returned to Xie's house.But now, Xie Xuan was surprised to find that no matter how smart Xie Mingyu was, there was a rare kind of innocence in him. His unbridled flamboyance and his pride were all rooted in the innocence at the beginning of life. This kind of innocence comes from the natural talent and the unique growth environment. While this innocence made Xie Xuan want to laugh, it also made him think of another idea——

Xie Mingyu would be a sharp sword, so why didn't he be the hand holding the sword?

Nothing is impossible.