vines growing like crazy

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Behind the villa is a woods, passing through the woods is an artificial lake, the blue water of the lake is folded by the wind, Xu Yao followed Lin Bo and walked along the lake, hearing the rustling of leaves.

Xu Yao glanced back again, he could no longer hear the noise in the villa, and only a little green of the vines in the back garden and small purple grapes remained in his sight.

"It's just ahead." Lin Bo pointed to Xu Yao.

Xu Yao saw an old two-story French-style house from a distance. The house has a sense of design, with a marble chimney, and the exterior walls have obviously been renovated. The exterior walls are light gray stone and red window sills.

He asked Lin Bo: "Where is this house?"

Lin Bo said: "This is the place where Ah Sheng lived when he was a child. It has not been lived in for many years, but I will arrange for regular cleaning."

Xu Yao didn't ask any more questions, and followed Lin Bo into the house. The house was very clean. The living room on the first floor had a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The window was open. A corner of the white sunshade was blown up and down by the wind. The wooden furniture was in good condition. , there is a piano and an old-fashioned gramophone next to the sofa, many oil paintings hang on the wall, and a few potted flowers are placed in the corner, and there is warmth everywhere.

He suddenly thought of the decoration style of Lu Sheng's house in China, which could easily form a sharp contrast with the decoration here.

Lin Bo introduced the layout of the house to Xu Yao. The first floor is the living room, utility room and kitchen, and the second floor is the bedroom. After the introduction, he said to Xu Yao, "This house used to be lived by my wife. He has never brought anyone here, and he rarely lives here when he comes back by himself."

Xu Yao asked: "The wife that Uncle Lin mentioned is Lu Sheng's mother?"

Lin Bo nodded, "Yes."

Seeing Lin Bo hesitated to speak, Xu Yao didn't ask any more questions.

"Mr. Xu, please stay here for a while. Ah Sheng should be here in a while," Lin Bo said, and found another medicine box. Can't use it."

Xu Yao was a little puzzled. He didn't know why Lin Bo told him this. Lin Bo explained to him: "Mr. Lu will always argue with Ah Cheng, and sometimes Ah Cheng will get hurt."

Xu Yao frowned. His father and mother had never beaten him and his sister. He couldn't imagine what kind of father-son relationship would be with sticks as soon as they met.

Lin Bo didn't stay any longer, "I'll ask Aunt Wang to come over to prepare lunch later, and I'll go see Ah Cheng first."

Xu Yao nodded, "Uncle Lin, you go."

After Lin Bo left, Xu Yao sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Lu Sheng. His heart seemed to be stuffed with a mess of hemp rope. It was a mess and his chest was stuffy. He really wanted to go with Lin Bo, but Since Lu Sheng asked him to come over, he knew that Lu Sheng didn't want him to see it.

Just as he was thinking, when he heard the door knock, he held his breath and turned his head to look at the door. The person who came was not Lu Sheng, but Aunt Wang.

Xu Yao stood up from the sofa and greeted Aunt Wang, and then asked her, "Aunt Wang, how is Lu Sheng?"

"Mr. Lu seems very angry, they are still in the villa."

Xu Yao waited until the sun went down, and there was only a little red glow in the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The faint red light was pale, and the wind was stronger at night, and the wind outside the window blew in. Xu Yao sat on the sofa by the window, Her hair was a little messed up by the wind.

It was already dark when Lu Sheng came back. Aunt Wang had already prepared dinner for Xu Yao, but he really didn't have any appetite. He didn't feel relieved until he saw Lu Sheng standing in the living room.

Xu Yao looked at Lu Sheng who had just come in and was still full of coldness, and heaved a sigh of relief, but before he finished his breath, he saw the long red scratch on Lu Sheng's neck, which did not bleed. Yes, the edge of the wound is stained with dried blood.

Xu Yao walked over and took a closer look at his neck, "Neck, what did you do, does it hurt?"

"It was scratched by a broken glass," Lu Sheng looked at him and said, "It hurts."

Xu Yao frowned tightly, and turned to get the medicine box that Uncle Lin gave him, "I'll help you deal with it."

Lu Sheng sat on the sofa, leaning his neck up to allow Xu Yao to treat the wound. He looked at Xu Yao's tense jaw, his lips were pursed into a straight line, the light from the top of his head fell on Xu Yao's eyelashes, and the shadows cast covered the wound. The red mole under his eyelid is still red and obvious.

"It doesn't hurt now," he said.

Xu Yao frowned even more after hearing this. He threw the cotton swab in the trash can, put away the medicine box and asked him, "Did your father hit you?"

Lu Sheng didn't answer directly, "He just left, let's live here for a few days, he won't come to this house."

Xu Yao nodded and said hello, then he pointed to the dining table, "Aunt Wang made dinner, have you eaten yet?"

Lu Sheng didn't look at the dining table, but kept looking into Xu Yao's eyes.

Xu Yao looked a little uncomfortable, raised his hand and touched his cheek, "What's wrong?"

"Can I hug you?"

Lu Sheng looked at Xu Yao with exhaustion overflowing from deep in his eyes, as well as a fragility that he would never show in front of others, a fragility that seemed to be broken if touched, Xu Yao always thought that Lu Sheng Always calm and lazy, as if he doesn't care about anything.

Only at this moment can he really feel it, as if those calmness were just an illusion he made up, and the current Lu Sheng is the real him, which is a side he has never seen before.

Xu Yao took two steps forward, put his arms around Lu Sheng's waist, hugged him, and patted his back lightly with both hands, "It's okay."

Lu Sheng raised his hand, hugged Xu Yao's back tightly, pressed him in his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, and sighed long, "I'm tired."

Xu Yao rubbed his hands on Lu Sheng's back from top to bottom a few times, "Take a rest when you're tired, all unhappy things will pass."

In fact, he really wanted to ask Lu Sheng, but he still didn't ask in the end.

He's not very good at comforting people, and he doesn't know how to comfort people, and in the end he just said that seemingly useless sentence——

Unhappy things will pass.

Aunt Wang had already cooked soup in the kitchen and was about to serve it out. When she saw the two people in the living room, she didn't move. She didn't want to disturb them.

Lu Sheng let go of his arm after a long time, but his arm was still on Xu Yao's shoulder, "Let's eat."

After the two had dinner, Lu Sheng took Xu Yao up to the second floor.

"There are only two bedrooms on the second floor, one is my mother's and the other is mine. You can only sleep with me at night."

Xu Yao remained silent, expressing his acquiescence.

Lin Bo has already sent Xu Yao's suitcase over. Lu Sheng's room is very large, and he also brought an open study. Just now, Tan Ziping sent him two documents and contracts of the painters who are going to sign. He is checking. contract content.

Xu Yao looked at the bookshelves after taking a shower, and asked Lu Sheng, "Can I read a book?"

"Of course," Lu Sheng said, "You can use anything."

Xu Yao found a novel on the bookshelf, and sat on the sofa opposite Lu Sheng to read it.

After reading the contract, Lu Sheng raised his hand, vaguely traced Xu Yao's eyebrows and eyes through the air, and suddenly said, "I want to draw you next time."

Xu Yao's eyes were still a little confused. He was reading the climax of the novel in his hand, and the protagonist's intense dialogue was still in his mind. It took him a few seconds to realize what Lu Sheng had just said to him. If so, he put down the book in his hand and asked, "When do you want to draw next time?"

Lu Sheng thought for a while and said, "It's your birthday, isn't your birthday on October [-]th?"

Xu Yao was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

"That time at the bar, I took you home, your clothes were damaged by me, and the ID inside fell on the floor, and I saw your ID card. Your ID card was a few years ago, right? At that time you looked , still very small."

Xu Yao corrected him and said, "A few years ago I was also 20 years old, not too young."

Lu Sheng smiled and said, "Well, it's not too young."

Xu Yao changed the subject, "This house is very beautiful and cozy. Lin Bo said it is your mother's house."

"Yes, I lived in this house with my mother when I was young. The decoration design of the house was done by my mother. The color of the floor, vases, curtains, tableware, everything was chosen by her. She is a lover of life. people."

When Lu Sheng mentioned his mother, there would be a rare warmth in his eyes, and Xu Yao was also affected by the warmth in his eyes, bending the corners of his eyes.

Lu Sheng was obviously still remembering, "My mother is a painter, she is very beautiful, but she passed away six years ago."

Xu Yao took a breath, opened his mouth, and whispered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to mention..."

Lu Sheng smiled at him, "It's okay."

Xu Yao asked him: "So, you know how to draw, did you learn it from your mother?"

Lu Sheng shook his head, "No, I drew it secretly."

Xu Yao asked in surprise: "Why, your mother is a painter, do you still want to paint secretly?"

Lu Sheng said: "Because my father didn't allow me to paint, he only asked me to inherit the family business. He didn't allow me to paint like my mother, so I always paint secretly."

"So, you and your father have always had a bad relationship because of this?" Xu Yao asked.

Lu Sheng lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Not exactly, there are many other reasons."

After he finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, and changed the subject, "Want to visit my old studio? It contains my mother's paintings, as well as my childhood paintings."

Xu Yao's eyes lit up, "Of course, I want to see your mother's paintings, and I also want to see your paintings."

After finding the key, Lu Sheng took Xu Yao into the studio.

The studio is very large and very full, with many large and small easels in the middle, paintings on the walls, and even the ceiling is covered with colors, but he can see that many of them are graffiti, showing a colorful childlike innocence , smiling faces on flowers, cakes on rainbows, and balloons floating on airplanes.

"Did you draw on the wall?" Xu Yao asked him.

Lu Sheng said, "I drew it when I was very young."

"It can be seen that you were really skinny when you were a child."

"Yes, I was very naughty when I was a child, and my mother sometimes lost her temper with me when I filled the canvas that she had just painted and was about to go to the art exhibition with black paint."

Xu Yao was amused by him, "I didn't expect you to be like this when you were a child. Then in the end, what will you take to participate in the art exhibition?"

"In the end, my mother took one of my paintings to participate in the art exhibition and won the first prize," Lu Sheng said with playfulness and complacency in his voice, "it was unanimously approved by the judges."



After that day, Xu Yao went to another private wine cellar in Bordeaux with Lu Sheng according to his planned itinerary. The owner of the wine cellar was a Chinese, and they chatted very speculatively. Wide selection of new wines.

The owner of the wine cellar grows a lot of Merlot at home. Although the grape varieties are the same, the wines produced are full of styles. Xu Yao likes this kind of surprise and style that falls on the tip of his tongue. Unable to resist the warm invitation, I had dinner with Lu Sheng over there. Of course, inevitably, I drank a lot of wine.

Lin Bo sent someone to pick them up at night, but Lu Sheng didn't take Xu Yao home, but asked the driver to take them to the vineyard.

There were stars flickering in the dark night sky, the moonlight was a bit cool, and a thin layer of light shone on the vineyard. Although it was night, the sight was still clear, and they could see the vines clearly.

Xu Yao drank a little too much, but he followed wherever Lu Sheng took him.

Lu Sheng obviously drank too much, he took Xu Yao's hand and shuttled through the vineyard, staggering a little while walking.

Compared with the daytime, the night in Bordeaux is a bit cold, but Lu Sheng's palm is very hot, and Xu Yao's palm carries a layer of warmth, from fingertips to chest, and then to the moon in the sky.

Xu Yao raised his head, smiled at the stars and the moon above his head, and then asked Lu Sheng, "Why did you bring me to the vineyard."

"When I was young, I would come to the vineyard when I was unhappy. My mother told me that the grapes in the vineyard can sense my emotions. If I put my unhappy or happy things in the Sharing with the grapes in the vineyard, then, if it is a happy thing, every grape in the vineyard can feel my joy, if it is an unhappy thing, then every grape in the vineyard You can share my unhappiness for me..."

Xu Yao turned his head to look at Lu Sheng, "Your mother is really beautiful."

Lu Sheng nodded, "Yes, she is beautiful. I'm bringing you here now, and I want Putao to take a look."

Xu Yao laughed silently, and he asked Lu Sheng, "Then am I your happy part?"

Lu Sheng didn't speak, Xu Yao raised his hand and poked his arm, "Are you still hesitating?"

Lu Sheng smiled and nodded, "Of course I'm happy."

When Xu Yao woke up the next day, it was already bright outside. He stretched out his hand and touched his side. It was empty, and his hand was cold. Lu Sheng was not on the bed. He looked at the watch on the wall, and it was almost ten o'clock. He regretted not setting an alarm clock last night.

Xu Yao stared at the movement of the second hand, and suddenly his eyes flashed. He didn't seem to have made a special time plan for himself in the past few days, and now he didn't feel anxious because of getting up late.

After Xu Yao woke up and washed up, he went downstairs. Aunt Wang greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Xu."

"Morning, Aunt Wang." Xu Yao was a little embarrassed. He was in someone else's house and slept until noon. The last time he had breakfast at ten o'clock was when he was in college.

"What would Mr. Xu want for breakfast?" Aunt Wang asked him, "Before Mr. Lu leaves, let me prepare you a bowl of fresh shrimp wontons, as well as porridge and soup dumplings."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, wontons are fine," Xu Yao said, and looked in the living room, but he didn't see Lu Sheng.

Aunt Wang said, "He's playing golf."

There is indeed a golf course in the manor. Xu Yao passed by there when he went to the vineyard with Lu Sheng that day. He hurriedly ate a bowl of wontons, went upstairs and changed into his sports clothes, and then went out to the golf course.

He saw Lu Sheng from a distance outside the golf course. Even though there was only one figure from his back, it was easy to recognize him. Lu Sheng was playing golf with two men. He was not wearing a suit today. A black baseball cap looks casual.

After Xu Yao entered the stadium, he didn't look for Lu Sheng. He sat under the awning outside the lounge and watched them, but his eyes kept falling on Lu Sheng. If Cong Xing was there, he would definitely remind Xu Yao of his current situation. How focused the eyes are.

After Lu Sheng had played a few shots, he looked back, smiled at Xu Yao after seeing him, then turned sideways and said a few words to the people around him. Exit out of the stadium.

Lu Sheng walked towards Xu Yao, and Xu Yao asked him, "Am I bothering you?"

"Don't bother me. It was the staff of the winery just now. I saw that you slept well in the morning, so I didn't call you." Lu Sheng waved the club in his hand, "How many shots do you want?"

Xu Yao looked up at him. Lu Sheng was standing under the eaves of the awning, which only covered half of the sunlight. The wound on Lu Sheng's neck was exposed to the sun. After staring at his neck for a while, he said: "No, I will Can't play golf."

Lu Sheng took off his hat and put it on Xu Yao's head, "I'll teach you."

So Xu Yao wore Lu Sheng's hat on his head, Lu Sheng's glove on his left hand, and Lu Sheng's cue in his hand, standing on the lawn.

Lu Sheng stood behind him, wrapped his hands around his body, and wrapped Xu Yao's hands with his palms, "hold the pole like this, with your feet shoulder-width apart, hold the pole with your left hand, rest your right hand on your left hand, and lean your upper body forward slightly. , backswing three quarters, and like this, swinging..."

The tip of Xu Yao's nose was the faint sandalwood on Lu Sheng's body. When Lu Sheng spoke, the sound of breathing was close to Xu Yao's ears. He could even feel the vibration of Lu Sheng's chest cavity when he spoke, as well as the sound of his own heartbeat, so that Lu Sheng He didn't listen to what Sheng said.

After Lu Sheng finished the demonstration, he let go of Xu Yao's hand, stood to one side, and watched Xu Yao swing.

Xu Yao recalled what Lu Sheng had just taught him, and hit a few shots.

Lu Sheng walked behind him again, circled his waist again, wrapped Xu Yao's hands with his palms, "Yao Yao was not serious just now, I will teach you again."

Lu Sheng held Xu Yao's hand to lift the club, led Xu Yao to rotate his body, and swung the club. The white ball threw an ambiguous arc in the air. When the ball landed on the lawn, it rolled for a long time with Xu Yao's heartbeat. just stopped.

"Perfect," Lu Sheng said, holding Xu Yao's hand and swinging a few more shots, "Are you meeting?"

Xu Yao felt a little itchy in his ears, but his hands were wrapped by Lu Sheng. He wanted to scratch them, but in the end he could only tilt his head, rubbed his shoulders and said, "Yes."

He thought that Lu Sheng would let her go after he finished speaking, but Lu Sheng held his hand, hit a few more shots and said, "Yes, I have to strengthen my training..."

Lu Sheng's body was always attached to Xu Yao's back. They didn't wear many clothes. Xu Yao's attention was not on golf, so he felt the physical changes of the people behind him very quickly.

Xu Yao turned his body sideways, and Lu Cheng let go of his hand, "Yaoyao, you fight first, it's too hot, I'm sweating, I'll go, change in the locker room."

After Lu Sheng left, Xu Yao played for a while by himself, but he didn't make much progress, and he didn't like playing golf very much. He put the club aside and looked back at the lounge not far behind him. It's not out yet.

Xu Yao turned around and went into the lounge behind him. There was no one in the public lounge in the middle, and the lights above his head were a little dim. On both sides of the hall were men's and women's changing rooms and toilets. The door of the men's changing room was not closed tightly, and the door was half closed. .

He walked to the door of the men's locker room, and was about to open the door to enter, but he heard a suppressed gasp from inside.

Xu Yao was a little stunned, and he was stunned. He didn't know whether he should go in or go out now. He remembered Lu Sheng's reaction just now, and he knew where the suppressed panting sound came from, and he also knew what Lu Sheng was doing inside.

These days, he and Lu Sheng have been sleeping together every day. Two adult men, and they are normal adult men, lie on the same bed every day. Their reactions can't be hidden, but Lu Sheng hasn't talked to him these days. did.

Just as Xu Yao was about to withdraw his hand and turn around to go out, he suddenly saw a pair of white sneaker tips under his eyes. Before he had time to react, Lu Sheng had already put his arms around his waist and dragged him into the locker room. After locking the door, Lu Sheng pressed him against the door.

There was no light in the dressing room, and there was no light at all. Xu Yao could only hear Lu Sheng's heavy breathing and his own flustered heartbeat. He felt a pain in his side, and Lu Sheng pinched him hard with his fingers.

Xu Yao hissed in pain, "It hurts."

After Xu Yao finished speaking, Lu Sheng loosened his fingers and gently stroked his skin through the clothes.

Their foreheads were pressed against each other, Lu Sheng kissed Xu Yao's nose with his lips, then moved down a little bit, licked the gap between his lips, and lightly pecked his chin.

Xu Yao's tightly pursed lips opened unconsciously, and a groan came out of his throat. With no place to put his fingers, he grabbed a corner of Lu Sheng's corner and rubbed it vigorously before releasing it. He could maintain his balance by leaning his neck up. The fragile neck was exposed in front of Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng bit his Adam's apple twice, and gently ground it with the tip of his teeth.

Xu Yao felt the hard arc on his stomach, he moved his waist, and the fingers on his waist became heavier instantly, the pain and desire were intertwined, making Xu Yao's eyes go blank for a moment .

In the end, Lu Sheng lay on Xu Yao's shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Yaoyao, I want to have sex with you, but it's different from every time before..."

Xu Yao's eyes were covered with white and distant heat by Lu Sheng's rough voice, and he asked him, "Why is it different?"

After a while, Lu Sheng said, "It's not about your bed partner, Yaoyao, can I chase you?"