My nemesis turned on me

He Junfeng loves cleanliness and is a very particular man.

So after taking a shower for a very long time, Luo Xing took a long errand, thinking about the relationship between the two of them, but Luo Xing didn't have enough brains to figure it out.

He simply carried on with his homework and continued to paint. Luo Xing had good painting skills and fast speed. After staying up for about two nights, he had almost finished the painting, only some small details needed to be polished.

When He Junfeng came out of the shower and saw that he was still drawing, he couldn't help reminding: "It's quite late, homework is due on Friday, so there is no rush."

Luo Xing hummed, "I know, I don't paint, I just do small details."

"You painted very well." He Junfeng was very happy to see that he was very focused and serious, as if it was not an ordinary assignment.

Luo Xing opened his mouth and said: "Unlike you, this genius is a person who strives for perfection."

"You??????" He Junfeng shut up, afraid that if he said one more sentence, he would say ten more.

After teasing He Junfeng, Luo Xing felt relieved. He stood up and packed his things, stretched his waist, walked into the bedroom very familiarly, and then lay down on the bed, making He Junfeng's old face flushed, and he became extremely bewildered.

He looked at Luo Xing lying defenseless and his agitated appearance, he couldn't help sighing.

"You don't go back often, and Yu Sheng doesn't ask you?"

Luo Xing yawned, "I didn't ask, I told you I was with you."

"He's really relieved." He Junfeng couldn't help teasing.

Luo Xing tsk-tsk, "They're all men, he's afraid of shit."

He Junfeng thought to himself that they were all men, so it was scary, okay?

After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black, and He Junfeng's curtains were so good at blocking out the light that no light from outside could come in.

Luo Xing turned over, and the faint pine smell came from the clothes. He lowered his head and touched it. It seemed that the clothes were often worn by He Junfeng. They all smelled of him, and they were very strong.

He sniffed hard, the smell of cotton spinning and laundry detergent, as well as the strong smell of pine, got into Luo Xing's nose, and he sniffed greedily again, only to feel that the smell made his whole body feel good, his heart Jumping wildly, as if he was hugging He Junfeng tightly.

Luo Xing lowered his head and smirked, he was wearing He Junfeng's clothes, even his underwear??????

He Junfeng couldn't fall asleep, and when he heard Luo Xing's low laughter, he couldn't help being surprised, "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Xing immediately restrained his laughter and put on a straight face, "I didn't laugh."

He Junfeng groaned, and he turned his head to look at Luo Xing in the darkness, he was right beside him, just a short distance away, making his mouth dry.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Luo Xing, can I hold your hand?"

Luo Xing nodded subconsciously, "Okay."

He Junfeng was taken aback, he didn't expect him to answer so quickly, he couldn't help laughing, and reached out to feel Luo Xing's hand under the quilt.

As soon as Luo Xing said it, his face turned as red as an apple. He secretly scolded himself for being immodest, but when he felt that He Junfeng's hand was looking for his own, he grabbed He Junfeng's wrist with his backhand.

He Junfeng: "?????? Take it easy."

Luo Xing was ashamed to look at He Junfeng, he lightly relaxed He Junfeng's wrist, and when he was about to feel for his palm, He Junfeng grabbed his hand and wrapped it completely.

He Junfeng's heart was beating extremely fast. He held Luo Xing's hot and sweat-stained hand, and his heart felt warm. He had never done this since he was a child, let alone his father's hand. It was as if they had never held hands like this.

The two held hands, but did not speak, each holding their own little secrets and fell asleep in the quiet night.

That night, Luo Xing didn't sleep well, and he was sweating in the middle of the night. He kicked off the quilt over and over again, feeling that his right hand was numb, but he was reluctant to take it out, and He Junfeng's hand was not weak , He won't let go of it even if he twists it, as if he won't let go of something good.

Luo Xing muttered a few words in a dejected manner, but in the end he still didn't pull out his hand, and just leaned on He Junfeng's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, holding hands like this and not moving, made the two of them sleep uncomfortable at night. When they woke up in the morning, they couldn't even lift their arms. It was as uncomfortable as it was.

The two of them are 40 years old together, how can they be adults, how can they do such childish things.The more Luo Xing thought about it, the more ashamed he became. He didn't dare to look at He Junfeng. As soon as he got up, he quickly ran away with his homework in his hands.

He Junfeng opened his mouth, but without even calling out his name, he went into the elevator and disappeared without a trace.

"Fool, don't you still see me in class right away?" He Junfeng shook his head, Luo Xing is so stupid and cute.

Because it was the end of the semester, many teachers had no classes to attend and changed to self-study. Most students went to the studio in groups to make up homework.

Luo Xing pulled Yu Sheng upstairs, and He Junfeng saw him and followed him up. He thought that he was going to paint anyway, and it didn't matter where he went. He could see Luo Xing in the studio, which was much better than being alone at home. up.

The studio was noisy, because there was no teacher there, many people were chatting at the top of their voices, only a handful of melon seeds were missing.

Luo Xing fished out the group work and started to do the final touches. He just picked up the pen.

The few people in front suddenly made a loud noise, which was also mixed with sparse laughter.

Luo Xing scratched the drawing board and looked over, seeing several of them crowded their heads together, as if they were looking at something, he immediately shouted: "What are you looking at! Give me a look too!"

Hu Xun in front of Luo Xing's easel had a close relationship with Luo Xing. When he heard Luo Xing speak, he raised his head and waved at him, "Looking good! Come!"

"What a good thing!?" Luo Xing dropped the pen and rushed over.

Hu Xun pulled him to squeeze beside him, "It's the painting collection that Xiao Yang borrowed from the library, it's exciting!"

Luo Xing squeezed in through Hu Xun, "What painting collection?! Let me see!"

Seeing that he was making a lot of noise, everyone hurriedly said in a low voice: "Keep your voice down! Just watch for yourself!"

Luo Xing lifted the head of one of them, pulled the album they were holding, and took a closer look, and saw the painting on the first page of the album.

A man in brown satin was hugging a beautiful woman in a red kimono. The woman had black hair, white skin and red lips, charming eyes and very attractive.However, below the woman's waist is a horrifying pile of white bones. The man seems to not care at all, gently hugging the woman's calf bones and licking the woman's toe bones. The style of painting is extremely grotesque and terrifying.

Luo Xing just glanced at it briefly, lost interest immediately, and said directly: "Isn't this similar to Yu Shengye's painting style?"

Everyone realized that it was indeed very similar to the grotesque style of Yu Shengye's painting.

"There's more! Don't worry!" Hu Xun smiled maliciously.

Luo Xing let out an oh, and he was pawing at the album, just about to take a few more glances.

Seeing this, Hu Xun laughed, and said wretchedly: "There are more explosive ones, wait a minute."

Luo Xing licked his lips, "Is there anything more exciting, show me."

Hu Xun turned to the second page with malicious intentions, and said in a strange voice: "There are two more men...then it's right behind!"

Luo Xing looked at it, his eyeballs were about to fall out, the second picture showed two men in kimono hugging each other with their upper body naked, face to face and holding hands, having fun in the boudoir.

When everyone saw him blushing, they laughed together, causing everyone in the classroom to look at them.

Xiao Yang, who was on the far side, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He said with some complaints, "Masculinity was prevalent in Japanese history. Why are you making such a fuss! Besides, haven't you all drawn human body sketches before? What's so strange about it?"

Luo Xing swallowed, and pretended to agree: "That's right, I've drawn hundreds of human body sketches, what is this!"

Xiao Yang stretched out his hand and pulled back the painting album, "Give it back to me, I have painted."

Seeing that the painting collection was gone, everyone could not help but silence their flags and drums, and dispersed like birds and beasts.

Luo Xing stood still. He hesitated for a few seconds, walked behind Xiao Yang, and asked softly, "Whose painting collection is this?"

Xiao Yang turned his head and saw that it was Luo Xing. Knowing that he had a strong interest in body sketches, he replied, "It's Saeki Toshio's painting collection."

"It looks interesting." Luo Xing chuckled.

Seeing his shameless appearance, Xiao Yang asked helplessly, "Do you want to see it?"

Luo Xing nodded his head.

"Forget it." Xiao Yang took out the album, "Actually, I have finished referring to it, and I am going to return it. If you want to read it, I will give it to you. Remember to return it to the library before the holiday."

Luo Xing was very happy to get the painting album, "Xiao Yang, you are really a good person."

Xiao Yang emphasized: "Remember to return it to me!"

"It must be returned!"

Luo Xing sat back in his seat, holding the painting album and began to look at it. Yu Sheng also saw it, took a sneak peek, and said, "I didn't expect you to be interested in Toshio Saeki?"

"Ah???????? It's not bad." Luo Xing blushed. He is not interested in this kind of grotesque painting style, but he is still very interested in two men hugging each other. He heard Yu Sheng also asked, and began to run the train with his mouth full, "I just want to learn other painting styles and enrich myself!"

Yu Sheng also thought that Luo Xing has been influenced by He Junfeng recently, and he has begun to pay attention to content and performance?He looked at Luo Xing looking at the painting album seriously, tearing up, and it's not in vain that he wasted so much effort to make the relationship between the two of them harmonious!

Luo Xing read it with gusto, tossing the dozens of pages of the art book back and forth several times, without even doing the group homework, just scratching at the art book to read.

Just looking at it, he saw that get out of class was over, Luo Xing still couldn't finish it, and secretly stuffed the book into his bag.

Yu Sheng also saw that he didn't do his homework, so he reminded: "You haven't finished this, won't you take it home to draw in the afternoon?"

Luo Xing nodded hurriedly, "Take it with you!"

Because there was no class in the afternoon, Luo Xing and Yu Sheng also had something to eat on the street and went back.

The two walked to the gate of the community and saw He Junfeng coming out of the convenience store.

Yu Sheng also hurriedly greeted, "He Junfeng!"

Luo Xing blushed, turned his head and didn't dare to look.

He Junfeng was very calm, as if nothing had happened, he stood at the gate of the community and nodded towards Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng was also too enthusiastic, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

Yu Sheng also laughed, "Would you like to come and sit with us?"

"Okay."

Luo Xing: "??????"