God forbids me to fall in love

The morning class had just finished, and while packing up their things, a few boys agreed to go to the basketball court to play together after dinner to relax.Just as Huang Xiuqi wanted to call Fang Fangyue, he saw Fang Fang showing a "weird" smile on his phone.

Huang Xiuqi raised his eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, and sighed: "Why are you smirking? Are you wandering in the ocean of knowledge again and can't extricate yourself?"

"...No." Fang Yue rubbed his face, a little embarrassed.

To "celebrate" Meng Weiyi learned how to use the V letter correctly, the two of them chatted about some boring topics this morning, and the other party sent him a lot of cute emoticons, which made Fang Yue These two big classes were very distracted.

"We're going to play golf in the afternoon, are you going?"

"No, I have something to do."

Huang Xiuqi snorted twice: "What's the matter, could it be a date?"

Fang Yue: "..."

Faintly wanted to admit what was going on.

When he thought of dating, his heart beat faster again. After all, he hadn't dated yet, so he didn't know how to behave in order to appear more proficient...

With such careful thoughts in mind, Fang Yue said goodbye to his roommates after dinner, went back to the dormitory alone, and began to change his clothes.

In fact, he didn't have any "grand" clothes to change. In the end, he wore a slightly formal but not too serious shirt and trousers, but the whole body was deliberately black.

Then he opened the search engine to search for the three characters "Meng Weiyi", and carefully read the introduction of the other party and the introduction of famous works.

Fang Yue didn't have much talent or interest in art, so he agreed to go to the art exhibition out of ulterior motives, obviously he didn't want to accept the edification of art.

But in case he hurt Meng Weiyi's heart because he didn't know anything at the art exhibition, he did his homework carefully.

After getting ready, there was still some time before the agreed departure time. Fang Yue looked at the mythology book on the table and thought for a while. He felt that just a few minutes was not enough to calm down and read the book, so he skillfully opened the website of the forum.

The forum is as deserted as ever, the whole night passed yesterday, only one more post appeared

"A little conjecture about the relationship between God W and Abyss."

Fang Yue always had to take a look at the post with the keyword "W God". He went in without hesitation and saw the main building wrote: "The landlord has read the book many times and feels that he The truth. Judging from the information revealed between the lines, although M did not say it clearly, I always feel that in the later stage, it is not that there is God W in the abyss, but that he is integrated with the abyss...God is the abyss, and some people agree ?"

"1L: ... dare not say. But I think there may be a process of conquest in the middle. As for who conquers whom, feel for yourself.

2L: Uh, why are there so many new posts about W God and Abyss recently, is it because a group of newcomers suddenly came, and the myth spread?

3L: Raise your hand weakly, I think so too.Especially in the beginning, the abyss was under the sacred tree, which was in a sealed state. After the sacred tree fell, God W chose to jump in, obviously to close the gate of the abyss and prevent the things inside from coming out.But why are there still monsters eroding the world later?Think about it for yourself, rather than saying that God W was assimilated by the abyss, I am more inclined to say that God W himself has been assimilated into the abyss... It is a bit abstract, it can only be understood but cannot be explained in words~ Don’t scold me if you don’t agree.

4l: Does it make sense to discuss these?

5L: Reply to the upstairs, every day there are people smearing God W, and some people take advantage of the water... This kind of post is just for fun, the poster and 3L are so cryptic, the ultimate goal is to say the end of the No.1 category God W did it, just like the previous discussion posts, changing the soup but not the medicine.

6L: Reply to 5L, please don't make up your own mind about what I didn't say?I'm also a believer in God W, OK?You are a little too sensitive, speechless.

......"

I do not know!

Fang Yue scratched his heart and lungs, once again feeling the deep generation gap.

He has only read a quarter of the mythology book, and he is still in the fog of the overall storyline and worldview. He really wants to know what these netizens are discussing every day.

However, things happened one after another, and his reading schedule was delayed again and again.

Seeing that it was two o'clock, Fang Yue finally adjusted his hair and collar in the mirror, closed the door and left the dormitory.

Meng Weiyi said that he would wait for him at the south gate of the school.

Fang Yue sent someone a message informing him that he was going out, and then walked quickly outside the school.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he could see a very conspicuous luxury car from a distance.

Fang Yue paused, the car had already come and stopped in front of him.

The rear window was rolled down, revealing Meng Weiyi's dignified side face, he turned his head and smiled at Fang Yue, very seductive.

Fang Yue was immediately elated, and quickly opened the door and got into the car.

The driver in front was well-trained, wearing a suit and sunglasses, and kept silent the whole time.

Meng Weiyi himself is a rich generation after all, Fang Yue told himself that this is a small scene, you have to get used to it, he already knew that the other party was very fond of him.

He sits in the back with people a little primly, with his hands on his knees like a schoolboy.

"...I may not have much artistic talent, don't mind me." He endured it, and still vaccinated the other party in advance.

Meng Weiyi didn't speak, but looked over silently, then grabbed Fang Yue's hand, and "ravaged" it intently.

Fang Yue's eyes drifted to the palms of the two people's hands, and all the senses in his body could only be concentrated on that one place. He found that Meng Weiyi seemed to have a hobby of playing with other people's fingers.

"It's okay. I just drew something recently and I want to show it to you." Meng Wei replied leisurely in a low voice.

Considering that there were still people present, Fang Yue didn't say anything else, nodded and looked out the window solemnly.

In fact, he really wanted to ask what kind of relationship Meng Weiyi had with him. Are they flirting now?

Fang Yue wanted to make it clear immediately, but he also felt that it was a bit too fast to confirm the relationship just like this.

He had only known Meng Weiyi for about a week, and he didn't know why it seemed like they had known each other for several lifetimes, which gave him an irreplaceable sense of familiarity and security.

The scenery outside the window flashed one by one, and Fang Yue remembered that when he first went to the Tarot Pavilion for fortune-telling, the fortune-teller said that his future partner would appear within a month, and at that time he also drew two cards representing "soul mate" and "twin flame". There are cards that have intersected on the soul.

He turned his head slightly to look ahead, and quietly glanced at Meng Weiyi from the corner of his eyes.

The other party seemed to sense his "sneaky" gaze, and squeezed his hand with a smile.

Fang Yue pretended not to be alarmed and continued to turn his head and look out the window.

I kept recalling the interpretation of the fortune teller in my mind.

Gentle personality seems to be in line with it, I don't know if painting counts if I have special talents...

I still vaguely remember that Teacher Zhu Di mentioned that this relationship would go against the secular world, so that it aroused opposition from the people around.

This seems to be inaccurate. Although my own sexual orientation is relatively small, the society has become more and more tolerant and open to sexual orientation in recent years. Friends around Fang Yue know his orientation, and there is no tendency for everyone to oppose it. .

While he was thinking wildly, the car had already stopped at the entrance of an art center.

to the place.

It may be intentional to control the crowd and the number of visitors to the exhibition. There are not many people outside now.

Meng Weiyi walked side by side with Fang Yue, not at all what the owner of the art exhibition should look like - such as preparing to be interviewed by the media early in the exhibition.

He even handed in the tickets. If it weren't for the high-quality signs outside that indicated that this was indeed Meng Weiyi's painting exhibition, Fang Yue would have thought they were here to visit someone else's work.

In order to match the theme of the exhibits, the entire art center is decorated in a post-modern dark style.

As soon as Fang Yue entered, he found that it was pitch-black everywhere, except for the well-designed lighting on the floor, there was only a row of dim candlelight on each wall where paintings were hung, ensuring that people could only appreciate the works themselves.

He was about to look at them one by one, but Meng Weiyi tugged at his hand and whispered in his ear, "The paintings I want to show you are not here."

Um?Also engage in mystery.

Fang Yue was surprised, and followed him obediently to an empty corridor, with a little expectation in his heart.

Meng Weiyi said before that these paintings were painted recently, and they were specially shown to him. Is it possible that they were created for him?

Maybe it will be a warm and healing painting like "God Loves the World".In that painting, the gods send roses representing love to the world. Meng Weiyi can paint another painting that hides his confession in it, which is not impossible.

Fang Yue, who was overjoyed in his heart, was completely stunned the moment he stood still under the dim yellow candle light.

There is no picture of love and beauty in front of him.

On the contrary, Meng Wei led him to a particularly weird painting.

The painting is enclosed in a circular frame, and the large area of ​​black makes the painting look a little dirty.

There is a very realistic withered tree in the center, with some bright red blood on the branches.

But looking down, its torso was split straight through, and the disgusting dirt inside was spilling out, and sparks ignited at the truncated surface of the crack.

Fang Yue felt goosebumps when he saw this painting. He was uncomfortable all over, but also had an indescribable sense of comfort, which was extremely contradictory.

There is no sign under the painting to introduce the name and content. Fang Yue stared at the blood stains on the branches in the painting, and walked towards the second painting spontaneously without waiting for Meng Wei to lead him.

What comes into view is a large piece of vivid flame that seems to be burning out of the painting.

The painting is divided into two parts from the middle, the upper part is a group of people wearing medieval white clergy robes with painful expressions and struggling half bodies, and the lower part is a sea of ​​flames engulfing everything.

The part of the sky was painted with pure black. I don't know if it was a deliberate effect created by Meng Weiyi. Those paints seemed to be unevenly spread, making the whole sky look sticky.

There is a great negative energy in this painting, probably because the expressions of the group of people in the painting are too real, making Fang Yue feel a sense of despair and suffocation of being burned by fire.

He rubbed his chest uncomfortably, and asked in a low voice, "What does this painting mean?"

Meng Wei stood side by side with him and looked at the picture with a very cold expression, as if the group of suffering people were just ants in his eyes.

"A dirty soul needs fire to cleanse," he said casually.