After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

Chapter 43

"Don't want to go?"

Yu Yicheng wiped the hair on his forehead for him - this man liked to mess him up, and then straightened his clothes little by little.

"Do not want to."

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid..." Xie Qi turned his back on him.

Then he was hugged from behind:

"Then don't resist me."

The phone screen on the bedside table suddenly lit up.

Yu Yicheng took over and took a look:

"It's an appointment, we're going to visit on the weekend—it just so happens that you'll be home next week."

"Can I not go?"

The young man in his arms buried half of his face in the pillow, so his voice was muffled.

"...that's fine too."

But Yu Yicheng's effort this night was in vain.

Xie Qi added for him in his heart.

There was a surge of anger in his heart for no reason.

"Who asked you to do this!" He twisted and wanted to go out, but was held down by Yu Yicheng, unable to move no matter what.

"No one asked me to do it, you can go as you like or not." Seeing that the young man still wanted to stand up, he picked up the quilt and wrapped him up, so that both of them were locked in the soft fabric, "Don't be angry with me, okay?" Okay——Xie Qi? Baby Qi?”

"What did you call me?"

Xie Qi opened his eyes wide and froze immediately.

"It's just a baby," Yu Yicheng sighed, "I'm surprised by a little thing."

"I was surprised?" The blush on the young man's fair face became more and more obvious, "I don't want to owe you."

"You don't owe me anything in the first place," the man said patiently, "be more courageous, and take it if I give it to you. Why are you looking forward and backward?"

"Look." Seeing that Xie Qi still wanted to speak again, Yu Yicheng blocked his mouth neatly, "If you feel that you can't make it through, you can give me a share after you finish."

Having said that, the helplessness on the man's face deepened:

"Don't be burdened."

"Or do you not like the project?"

"...I like it," Xie Qi's face was buried in the dark, and his expression could not be seen clearly, only a soft voice could be heard, "Is that senior Teacher Gu?"

"how do you know?"

"Guess, I learned about the relationship in advance." The young man finally raised his head, his eyes watered, "I also like Senior Gu's style."

"Isn't that just right?" Yu Yicheng met his gaze and kissed him just below the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile, "I have a heart."

Xie Qi didn't reply to him, and he didn't care, he just patted the back of the person in his arms.

This is his habitual action, and whenever this happens, it is a sign that Xie Qi is about to fall asleep.

It's really like coaxing a child.

Xie Qi blinked and wanted to say something, but tiredness surged up in the haze, and for some reason, he just fell asleep like this.

The weekend arrived as promised.

Yu Yicheng drove the car to a secluded residence, only opened the car door for him, and did not move himself.

The young man turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were watery, a little expectant and a little puzzled.

"I won't go up with you," Yu Yicheng saw through Xie Qi's unspoken words at a glance, "to save you from thinking too much."

"How could I..." Xie Qi muttered, and got out of the car as quickly as a swallow, and his figure quickly disappeared into the small building.

This building is indeed very old, and vines are still climbing on the walls.

He walked one corner after another, and there were potted plants one person tall in each corner.They are all small flower trees, which are ingeniously cut out in various shapes.

Pushing the door open, the room is quite quiet.

There is no hanging picture and inscription as he imagined, but the white wall and red floor - very old-fashioned painted floor.

"Xiaoxie is here?" Teacher Gu looked five or sixty years old, dressed in plain clothes, and was not surprised to see him come in, so he just waved to him casually, "Sit."

"Teacher Gu."

Xie Qi sat down as promised, a little cautious.

Tea had already been brewed for him at the table, it was bright yellowish, clear and translucent.

According to Yu Yicheng, Senior Gu had a little friendship with his elders in the past, but their family has been abroad for a long time, and the contact has long been lost, and they only recently reconnected.

In his ears, these words were equivalent to telling him that Yu Yicheng had spent several times on this matter for him.

Teacher Gu must be well aware of this.

I don't know what he will say?

Xie Qi couldn't help pinching his fingers, feeling a little uneasy after a long absence.

It's not that he's guilty, it's mainly because after the incident in his previous life, he completely changed his place of life, and almost cut off all contact with the senior seniors he knew before.

There were teachers who cared about him one after another, but he shrank in his own small circle to enjoy himself comfortably, and in the end all the concerns were gone, and there was no more to follow.

After all, after that incident, this might really be the first time he faced this kind of old man face to face.

It's not an open invitation, but Yu Yicheng entrusted him with the relationship.

"How about looking at this painting?"

Unexpectedly, Teacher Gu didn't mention anyone else, and just came up and took out the painting to ask him to comment—or rather, not to comment, but to ask him to answer.

"The color is good," he took a look, sat up straighter, and blurted out, "after the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are broken."

Hazy and dense, lightly smeared like the sky after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.Although there are hidden blunt parts, but the overall presentation is quite careful.

"Well," Senior Gu nodded slightly, "What about the brush strokes?"

"Some regrets."

Although this painting is done with care, the technique used seems to have been learned for several years and has a certain depth, but it has not learned enough, which has added flaws to it.

He wasn't nervous anymore, he cleared his throat, and spoke freely and casually.

Teacher Gu didn't say whether he was right or not, and just listened.

At the end, the old man continued to speak, with a rather approving expression:

"If it were you, what style of writing would you use?"

"I..." Xie Qi was startled, and was about to speak, but hesitated at the end.

"Here." The old man on the opposite side pushed a stack of paper and pen to him, everything was ready.

He hesitated, picked up the pen and started to draw.

At first, it was jerky, grinding bit by bit, and then it became more and more smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without any sense of stagnation.

"That's right," Senior Gu nodded frequently, and then suddenly asked:

"Why do you think the painter didn't draw like this when he drew this?"

"...I think I haven't mastered it yet, so I avoided this kind of brushwork."

The young man put away his pen carefully and sat upright.

There are many things that can be revealed in a painting, and this painter is indeed a little clumsy when painting.

But he was a little clever, bypassing the unskilled technique, and the final effect was good.

——It’s just that experts like Teacher Gu and Xie Qi can see the key at a glance.

After all, there are shortcomings.

"This technique is not easy. You have mastered it very well at a young age, which is very good."

Teacher Gu smiled with a crease in the corner of his eyes, showing a bit of kindness, and only one sentence was another question:

"Then why didn't you use this kind of brushwork in the painting you participated in before?"

"You meant it, didn't you?"

The kind eyes of the old man on the opposite side suddenly reveal the sharpness that has been cultivated over the years.

Xie Qi's throat tightened.

Older gingers are more spicy.

"I've seen some of your works, and it's obvious that there are some traces of a change of direction." Mr. Gu became kind again, seemingly cheerful, "I thought you were not skilled enough, but now it seems that's not the case."

"I... something happened to me before, due to personal reasons, and I don't like to use this kind of painting afterwards."

"The technique itself is innocent," Mr. Gu didn't ask further, but said meaningfully, "First of all, let yourself go."

"..." He didn't know how to answer for a while.

But Senior Gu didn't bother, he just changed the subject: "Luo Yan and I mentioned you before."

Rory... oh, it should be Rory's mother.

"You have a good foundation," the old man pondered for a while, "no wonder she said that about you."

"really?"

Xie Qi was a little flattered.

He always thought that Ms. Luo had an average opinion of him and would never speak well of him.

"Why are you shy?" Teacher Gu laughed, "The internal strength is in yourself, if others praise you, you just have to bear it."

He guessed that this senior seemed to have a good impression of him, and he talked a lot with him, from some painting styles to his future plans, really like an elder in the family.

"It doesn't matter whether it's the thrust or the resistance outside." In the end, Senior Gu seemed to be implying something. "Painters need to be skillful with their hands. They can withstand the bitter rain and withstand the good wind."

At the end, the senior also gave him a small handwriting, saying that he practiced it in his spare time, and told him to come back when he was free.

Just ten words: the good wind sends me into Qingyun by force.

From the beginning to the end, Teacher Gu didn't mention Yu Yicheng once.

Xie Qi obediently responded a few times, and went out holding the scroll.

As soon as I went out, it was noon.

The car horn sounded in time.

"How about it?"

The cool air in the car swept away his warmth, and Yu Yicheng specially handed him a bottle of lemonade: "This time it will definitely not be sour."

"It's okay," he muttered a few times, his eyebrows shining, "the teacher is very good, and he said that I can come here often in the future."

"I knew he would like you," Yu Yicheng was not surprised, "Teachers like talented students."

"He hasn't said to accept me as a student yet." Xie Qi said cautiously, "But he taught me a lot..."

As for the specific project experience, it is a very small part.

But with the name of Mr. Gu, this project is easy enough to do.

"He said that he wants you to go there often because he wants to teach you more." The car was speeding down the wind, and the man occasionally glanced at him when turning. "Uncle Gu is relatively reserved, but he has a good sense of people—this is recognition of you."

Xie Qi moved his lips, and the dimple was suppressed the moment it appeared, and finally only one syllable escaped: "Mmm."

It was an unusual afternoon.

He was painting, and Yu Yicheng was working opposite him.

——The reason why he was opposite him was because he didn't allow Yu Yicheng to see what he drew.

Yu Yicheng went out for a trip in the evening and came back with a bag.

"It's done," he casually grabbed Xie Qi's shoulders, and kissed the young man on the cheek, "Look."

"what?"

Xie Qi half leaned on him, flipping through the pages.

It is quite a detailed plan, and it looks like it was written by a senior person.

"Is this what you did this afternoon?" He was taken aback.

"Otherwise, why have you been working on it for so long?" Yu Yicheng wrapped his arms around his waist, "This is just a first draft. By the way, if you work at home these days, I will buy you a printer someday—"

Xie Qi remained silent for a long time.

The man leaned over to touch his cheek, but he didn't hide.

"do not like?"

Yu Yicheng was already habitually prepared to be rejected.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Unexpectedly, Xie Qi did not refuse like the previous few times, but just pushed him away and ran into the bathroom.

Xu Shi's figure was too thin, giving the illusion of running away in a hurry.

The youth tonight is unbelievably gentle.

But before the night fell, he still raised his head and said:

"Don't do this for me anymore - all I want is sex."

"Just a little effort."

Yu Yicheng didn't care, as usual.

Xie Qi did not continue to refute.

Instead, she gently supported him and took the initiative to hug him.

The author has something to say: back to school tomorrow, try to update it stably!