Never Peace ABO

Take off the ink painting of mountain stream washing jade, and replace it with an oil painting depicting a pair of hands with red nails. The painting hangs in the middle of the east wall of the study. Sitting behind the rosewood desk, you can see this realistic and gloomy painting when you look up painting.

Standing in front of the painting, Xu Qiyue held her chest with one hand, and rested her face with the other. She tapped her cheeks with her index finger a few times, and asked in confusion, "Don't you think the symmetrical silver bracelets on both hands look like handcuffs? And this color scheme, so sinister …Red and black are very impactful when taken out, red is extremely unrestrained, black is extremely retracted, it is impossible for these two colors to blend together, and their constant collision will make people nervous.”

"Position, with one hand obliquely covering the other. The upper hand, from the point of view of the fingers, is very relaxed, and the hand is not exerting any force; the lower hand, the fingers are straight, as if struggling with full strength, and like a A hand that is stiff after death. These two hands belong to the same person in shape, but they don’t seem to be the hands of the same person in state, which is very weird.”

Xu Qiyue was not confused about what the painting was trying to express, but what he was confused about was: "Wu Ning, if you put such a painting at home and look at it every day, won't you have nightmares?"

Wu Ning said flatly, "It's just a painting."

"Have you ever heard of "Woman in the Rain"?" Xu Qiyue turned and walked to the desk, and went around behind Wu Ning, "That painting has changed hands several times, and every owner of it will dream of a woman in black standing quietly on the bed With a long and thin neck, gray-white skin, half of the face covered by the brim of the hat... with eyes closed in melancholy, exactly like the person in the painting... standing by the bed..."

His hand slowly reached out to Wu Ning's hair, like a ghost in a horror movie making a surprise attack.

Wu Ning chuckled, but there was no strong reaction.

Xu Qiyue lifted up a lock of hair and twisted it around her fingers a little lonely, let go of the hair, hugged Wu Ning's neck from behind, bent over, and rested her chin on his shoulder.

The two hands in the painting can represent the outer and inner layers of a person. The outer hand is the outer layer, whitewashed and peaceful, and the years are quiet; the covered hand is the inner layer, which has long been barren and turned into ruins.

How could he forget!Wu Ning is no longer the original Bian Ning, nor has he simply changed his surname.His Bian Ning, everything that Bian Ning owned in the past was almost destroyed in that car accident.There is a cold hard shell on his body, Xu Qiyue can't touch his sadness, but he knows that sadness is real, and it is hidden in this body.

Also hidden in this painting of hands with red nails.

Quietly, Xu Qiyue hugged Wu Ning, the embrace was warm, he didn't expect to heal Wu Ning's pain, at least let Wu Ning know that he is not alone and does not need to bear the pain alone.

"Since you're so brave... a new horror movie was released recently."

"No time." Wu Ning categorically refused without waiting for him to introduce the movie.

Xu Qiyue snickered behind his back.

He is timid, but he wants to save face.

"By the way, I almost forgot. The son of your high school head teacher got married and sent you an invitation. Do you want to go?" He stroked Wu Ning's ear and gently pinched the earlobe.

Wu Ning was silent for a long time, and said: "I don't want to go, ask someone to give you a gift."

"But your high school classmates want to take this opportunity to get together, go, I want to go."

I haven't been in touch for more than ten years, and what I miss is probably not the specific person, but the lush years we have experienced together.The high school classmates knew that Bian Ning had returned to China, but there was no way to contact him directly.Xu Qiyue's phone number and social account have not changed. They found Xu Qiyue and asked Xu Qiyue to inform Bian Ning of this class reunion.

"I do not want to go."

Xu Qiyue looked at Wu Ning's legs, thinking about a lot of things.He pressed against his soft skin, rubbed his cheek against the side of his neck, turned his head and dropped a kiss.

Wu Ning said that he would not attend the party, but finally agreed to go under Xu Qiyue's soft and hard thinking.

Over the years, the provincial capital has continued to expand, and the original Nanping City has become the Nanping District of the provincial capital.

When the homeroom teacher heard that Bian Ning was coming, he pushed aside trivial matters and came to see him.

In the hotel lobby, people come and go.

"It's been more than ten years, and you haven't heard at all... Just come back... Just come back..."

She showed a sad look, and her eyes deliberately avoided Wu Ning's legs.Bian Ning is the most impressive student in her teaching career. He scored 9+1 in the second year of senior high school entrance examination and won the first place in the school nine times. Don't mention how much face she gave her. The teachers in the school asked Bian Ning this when they saw her. How students are taught.

Teachers may not be able to teach this kind of students. There are very few good seedlings like Bian Ning, who are smart, calm and down-to-earth.The teachers chatted in the office on weekdays, and agreed that Bian Ning's future was limitless.

As they expected, Bian Ning was indeed not something in the pond, but his fate was too rough, why did he become disabled in a car accident?

"You and this... this?" The homeroom teacher sized up Xu Qiyue, frowning in thought, "We're still together with your high school boyfriend, right? I'm not mistaken, my surname is Xu."

Xu Qiyue nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, my surname is Xu, teacher, you still remember me!"

"Well, I was afraid that you would affect our Bian Ning's study." She also laughed, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and asked Wu Ning, "Do you remember, I'll talk to you about Xiao Xu."

Wu Ning glanced at Xu Qiyue beside him, his phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and said, "I was too young at that time, and my words were too arrogant."

"What did you say?" Xu Qiyue was curious.

The teacher in charge said: "He said that taking the Capital University exam is no longer a challenge for him, so it's better to devote some energy to solving major life issues. By the way, are you married?"

"No." Wu Ning said.

Almost at the same time, Xu Qiyue said, "Soon!"

The two looked at each other, and the head teacher looked at them and burst out laughing.

Before the wedding, everything was complicated and the time was tight. The head teacher was called away, and when he left, he hurriedly left a sentence: "Hurry up, Bian Ning, the major issues in life have not been resolved for more than ten years, and the efficiency is so low. It's not like your style of work." .”

Xu Qiyue seized the opportunity to talk to Wu Ning about major life events.

"Bian Ning!"

The voice passed through half of the hall, interrupting Xu Qiyue's train of thought.

"Bian Ning, our class doesn't have dinner here. There are too many wedding guests, and Ye Lin said not to cause trouble for our class teacher, and get together in another place."

The person came with a bulbous nose, was fat in middle age, and his hair was gone. Xu Qiyue couldn't recognize who he was, but Wu Ning recognized him and called him Li Jianbang.

Before Li Jianbang approached, a loud voice came, "No way! Ah Ning, more than ten years have passed, and your beauty has not diminished! Look at me, I am already a middle-aged greasy uncle, we two don't look good Like peers."

He raised his hand to pat his face a few times, smiled blindly, and looked at Xu Qiyue, "This is not allowed! Our class flower is still in your hand! You have to watch him closely, the seven in our class No one spoke for eight years, and as soon as the news that Bian Ning came to attend the class reunion came out, the class was as lively as New Year's Eve, and guess how many people there were fantasizing about reliving their old dreams."

Wu Ning said displeased: "Don't be joking."

"Okay, okay, no kidding." Li Jianbang led the way, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, everyone misses you very much."

The place for class reunion was chosen in a private restaurant, and Xu Qiyue followed Wu Ning obediently after entering the door of the private room.He looked around at the people around the round table, some of them he knew, and most of them just looked familiar.

He saw Ye Lin, Ye Lin was looking at Wu Ning, his eyes were blank, and then he met Xu Qiyue's eyes.

Xu Qiyue put his hand on Wu Ning's shoulder, silently declaring his sovereignty.

Sitting down, serving food, old classmates chatting together, Xu Qiyue couldn't get in the conversation, they talked to each other, twittered, endlessly.Wu Ning was not very interested in talking, and only answered a few words when others asked him. He couldn't hold back the many people who asked him what stocks, what Haiyue's newly developed real estate, what foreign universities... kept talking, kept talking , Xu Qiyue picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork with pineapple and put it on Wu Ning's dinner plate.

Sweet, he tasted good.

The topic suddenly turned to Xu Qiyue.

"Among our group of people, Xu Qiyue is the one who never changes his original intention."

"People work so hard, but they won't realize their dreams. This person has to pursue, be willing to endure hardships, and endure loneliness."

"Are you married? Why didn't you invite our old classmates to have a wedding wine? Which one of you here is not a witness of your relationship."

"No? Oh, why not yet? Zhao Wen in our class, his children are in the third grade of elementary school."

"Bian Ning spent these years abroad, Xu Qiyue, how did you come here?"

In the noisy conversation of the crowd, Wu Ning lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea from his cup, and turned his face to ask Xu Qiyue in a low voice if he would like Cordyceps Flower Chicken Soup.

"Only soup, no chicken." Xu Qiyue gave him the bowl.

He reached out to pick up the soup spoon, slowly skimmed off two spoonfuls of soup, and put the bowl back in front of Xu Qiyue.

"Do you eat fish?"

Xu Qiyue nodded.

He put a piece of fish on his plate, picked out the fishbone, and gave the fish to Xu Qiyue.

"Eat shrimp?"

Xu Qiyue was flattered, observed Wu Ning's facial expression, and keenly noticed that the corners of Wu Ning's mouth were tense.He is not happy.

"Qiyue, do you want to eat?"

Xu Qiyue nodded, his eyes were originally round almond eyes, but when he was surprised, his eyes opened wider, revealing a ignorant cuteness.

Wu Ning smiled and lowered his head to peel the shrimp.

Everyone noticed Wu Ning's intimate behavior towards Xu Qiyue, and gradually, everyone stopped pestering Xu Qiyue.

At the same table, Ye Lin ate silently.

"Squad leader, don't you say a few words?"

Ye Lin touched the wine glass, then withdrew his hand, "I won't talk, let Bian Ning talk, he is the best."

"You're not bad at it. Tell me, don't be humble."

Under the urging of everyone, Ye Lin got up to toast.

Just finished his physical education class under the sun, he wiped the sweat off his face, picked up a glass to drink water, and in the corner of his eye, Bian Ning came in from the back door of the classroom with a few others.He passed by him, the pheromone mixed with the sweat after exercise, the wind was blowing from the half-open window, and the light smell came with the wind.

He straightened his back stiffly, pretending not to pay attention to him.

Bian Ning stopped in front of his desk and looked down at the desktop for a long time.

He heard Bian Ning ask his deskmate: "Your things?"

The deskmate said, "It's not mine. What? A love letter?"

"No."

Bian Ning walked to the back of the classroom and threw the note into the trash can.

"Squad leader! The head teacher is looking for you!" He seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, and withdrew his attention in a panic.

Bian Ning glanced at him.

He always felt that Bian Ning was looking at him.

Every day that follows, Bian Ning will receive a note.

When Bian Ning was away, he had approached his desk nonchalantly, and the beige note was written with poems from his predecessors expressing love.

He always felt that Bian Ning was looking at him, the way he looked at him and the way he treated him were different.

During class break, Bian Ning was sitting on his seat. The person in the front seat turned around and took away his exercise book, shaking off a beige note.

"What is this?" The front seat picked up the note.

Bian Ning said, "It was given by someone else."

"Hey! Hey! These seem to be Ye Lin's characters!"

He leaned over the table to do the questions, and actually scribbled with the tip of his pen.As you can imagine, Bian Ning looked at his back.

He didn't write the note, he practiced calligraphy and calligraphy, and maybe the person who wrote the note also practiced calligraphy.But he didn't deny it.

He acquiesced that the notes that appeared on Bian Ning's desk every day came from him.

"Ye Lin." Bian Ning approached him, covering the light from the window with his body, with a stern expression, "Stop sending notes, I don't need it."

He began to fantasize that Bian Ning would confess his love to him in the near future.

To confess this kind of behavior should be done by Alpha, Omega is a rose in a glass cover, and should not be humbled.Bian Ning cared about him, so he got angry.

An inexplicable impulse drove him so that he would not deny or explain, but he did not send the note.He had to figure out a way to keep the person who delivered the note from showing up.

"I can't find my pen, is it on your desk?"

"No," he said.

"Oh, then I might have forgotten it at home."

He didn't take the pen, but he can push the boat along.

When Bian Ning defended Xu Qiyue, he still felt that Bian Ning was deliberately against him to attract his attention.

Later, Bian Ning fell in love with Xu Qiyue who was as sticky as chewing gum.He still felt that Bian Ning liked him, but he didn't show his affection for Bian Ning, and Bian Ning didn't dare to approach him.Xu Qiyue delivered it to the door by himself, and Bian Ning just played with him, not because he really liked Xu Qiyue.

If he was a little closer to Bian Ning, Bian Ning would come to him.

Illusions are all illusions. He peeked at Bian Ning, and Bian Ning noticed something strange about him. Looking back at him, it was not liking, but his fantasy, his wishful thinking.

He understands it too late, and observes the world by himself, as if he is the protagonist, but a group drama is being performed on the stage.

Xu Pinzhou adjusted his bow tie in front of the mirror, and hid the pinhole camera in his cuff.

He investigated Haiyue's collapse accident and followed clues to find this clubhouse.The foreman unlocked the underground wine cellar with a key, took out a bottle of brandy in a golden bottle, and handed it to him carefully.

"You are a newcomer. I saw that you are smart and asked you to serve those big shots. Be careful not to offend anyone. Otherwise, I will not be able to save you. And this wine, handle it carefully, spill it if you knock it down, Even if you sell you, you won’t be able to afford compensation, do you hear me clearly?!”

"Thank you brother, I promise that nothing will go wrong."

As he walked out of the wine cellar, the foreman pinched his ass.

Xu Pinzhou followed behind the foreman with a low eyebrow, and walked through the quiet bamboo forest together with a dozen waiters.

With enough food and drink, the party was coming to an end. The old classmates pulled Wu Ning's social account into the class group, and also got his mobile phone number, and agreed to keep in touch in the future.

Wu Ning was drunk too much, on the way back, the two sat in the back seat of the car, and he leaned on Xu Qiyue's shoulder dizzily.

"I won't contact you again." Wu Ning said wearily.

Xu Qiyue was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"We are not from the same world... They and I are no longer from the same world..."