can i borrow your white paint

When the two were walking down the small path down the mountain, they met many people who came to patrol.

At first, Cheng Yi thought about pulling his hand back, but after trying several times, he found that the other party was holding it tighter and tighter, so he gave up.

No one on the left or right knew them, so it should be okay to be a little unscrupulous, right?

The wind is not small at night, especially the mountains are full of trees, and it is quite cool in bursts.

But it didn't blow away those ambiguous factors that were vaguely present.

They were quiet with each other for a moment, Fang Hengzhi suddenly stopped him: "Cheng Yi."

Cheng Yi turned around: "What's wrong?"

Fang Hengzhi asked: "If we're like this...is it puppy love?"

Cheng Yi was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Otherwise?"

Fang Hengzhi's mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't hold back, and laughed: "Ah... I really fell in love early."

"Too rebellious Teacher Fang." Cheng Yi teased him with a smile, "It's so rebellious, pull it down and chop it up."

"Just cut me off? Isn't it too unreasonable?" Fang Hengzhi pulled the person towards him, and lightly bit the other's earlobe, "Should the accomplices be dealt with together?"

His ears were numb, and Cheng Yi was still not used to this distance, so he shrank his neck involuntarily.

"It was you who made the first move, and I was a forced accomplice."

Fang Hengzhi increased the strength between his teeth a little, and threatened: "Forced?"

Cheng Yi took a breath and had no choice but to give in: "Okay, okay, I voluntarily. Ancestor, can you let go?"

The ancestor reluctantly rubbed it twice, and reluctantly let go.

"Then can I touch you at will now?"

"Are you an old hooligan?" Cheng Yi pulled away angrily, and walked ahead as if nothing had happened because he couldn't see the blush on his earlobes clearly due to the darkness.

"Didn't you use your hands and feet just now?"

Fang Hengzhi followed: "I mean the more extreme one."

Cheng Yi was overwhelmed by his thick skin, and worriedly reminded: "Teacher Fang, pay attention to your identity, you are still a minor."

The minor was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "Boyfriend, you are too filthy."

Cheng Yi's heart itched when he was called out by this boyfriend.

When I was on the mountain, my identity changed suddenly, a little suddenly.

He rubbed his fingertips lightly: "Why is it dirty?"

"I'm talking about biting your ears and holding hands." Fang Hengzhi looked at him with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Cheng Yi: "..."

It can't be blamed for his dirty thoughts, it's because this person's tone really doesn't have such a simple and pure meaning.

He chose to keep silent, but Fang Hengzhi pushed forward and didn't want to let him go, pestering him all the way for an answer.

In the end, Cheng Yi got really impatient, or became angry from embarrassment. Anyway, he shook off the man's hand heavily, and kept it in his pocket and refused to take it out. Only then did Fang Hengzhi admit his mistake aggrieved.

Cheng Yi found out that he really couldn't give this person a good face. The typical thing for this guy is to open a dyeing workshop after giving some color.

He thought to himself, not all the things said on the Internet are wrong, boyfriend, you should scold or scold.

Thinking of this, he was a little dazed again.

To his surprise, it turned out that he was quite quick to accept the change in the relationship between the two of them.

Thinking of this, he lay in bed at night and couldn't fall asleep for half a day.

Fang Heng knew that he would go to Nanjing with Fang Ze often the next day, which meant that the two of them would not be able to see each other for the remaining two days of vacation.

Just getting together and going to a different place, their love talk is quite mysterious.

If he couldn't fall asleep, he didn't force himself. He simply picked up his phone and clicked on the familiar avatar.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to change the note to this person.

After all, they are all together, at least something needs to be changed to make it look different.

He stared at the column of remarks and thought for a long time, and slowly typed three words——

white paint.

Artists consume the most paint, and it will get dirty when it touches a little bit of other colors. Before using it, the brush must be rinsed clean, lest it will be stained by the white color, it is really difficult to serve.

But Cheng Yi likes white paint very much, because this color is very comfortable and decompressing whether it is used or stirred in the box.

Although it is difficult to serve, it is not impossible to serve.

After changing the notes, he still didn't feel sleepy.

After thinking about it, he rolled and rolled on the bed, but he still tried to type in the chat box.

But before he sent it, he received a sudden message from the other party.

The phone vibrated suddenly, which startled him.

[White Pigment]: Boyfriend, are you asleep?

Cheng Yi looked at these six words and couldn't help laughing.

he went back to-

[I haven't slept yet, what's wrong? ]

[White Pigment]: I can't sleep, I don't want to go to Nanjing tomorrow.

[White Pigment]: I want to take you there.

Cheng Yi's fingertips were slightly numb.

Although separated by two screens, he was still slightly embarrassed.

I don't quite understand how this person can act like a baby without any psychological burden.

He thought about it, and chose not to reply for the time being.

Instead, he clicked on his account information homepage and changed his nickname.

[Very busy]: Don't make trouble, be more mature, you are already a mature Fang Hengzhi, you have to learn to share your father's worries.

[White paint]:? ?I'm still a student, and I don't want to feel the pain of this kind of life in advance.

[White Pigment]: I am only suitable for puppy love now.

[White Pigment]: Did you change your nickname?

[very busy]: Well, it's changed.

[Very busy]: Give me a few annoying lists, I'm very busy recently.

[White Pigment]: What are you busy with?training camp?

[very busy]: No.

[Very busy]: Busy with students who are only suitable for puppy love, and have no time to talk to them.

After sending this sentence, there was no response from the other side for a long time.

Just when Cheng Yi was about to turn off the phone and go to sleep, the phone vibrated twice again.

[White Pigment]: You make me want to be an early adult.

[White Pigment]: Boyfriend, I'm not clean anymore.

Cheng Yi turned off the phone, buried his head in the pillow and laughed for a long time.

He sent an emoji of a little fox touching his head, and turned off his phone.

This time I was really sleepy.

During the two days when Fang Heng was not around, Cheng Moutong rarely felt the joy of being alone with his brother.

The two were sitting on the boat on the artificial lake in the park, and Cheng Moutong suddenly sighed with emotion: "Brother, I recently learned a new word, which is especially suitable to describe the current scene."

The child used words quite nonsense, but Cheng Yi still asked face-saving: "Tell me."

Cheng Mutong's face was serious: "It seems like a lifetime away."

Cheng Yi: "...Why do you say that?"

Cheng Mutong rubbed his head: "It feels like there has always been an extra brother Fang Hengzhi, but now brother Fang Hengzhi suddenly disappeared, leaving only me and brother, which is rare."

Cheng Yi choked, and after thinking about it, he touched his nose and asked, "Then do you like it or not?"

Cheng Moutong bit his lips in confusion.

"I like them all."

Cheng Yi laughed: "There is no such option, if you have to choose one of the two, which one do you choose?"

Children are rarely faced with such an option of either A or B, and their little faces are wrinkled for a while.

After a while, he finally made up his mind and said, "Brother Fang Heng knows it!"

Cheng Yi was curious: "Why? Like him more than your own brother?"

Cheng Mutong shook his head: "If Fang Heng knows that brother is here, brother, you will be happier."

Cheng Yi's eyes widened, and he didn't speak for a while.

Should he praise this kid for being sensitive and smart?

Or... Is my performance really obvious?

For the first time in his life, Cheng Yi had doubts about himself.

It shouldn't be, even if it was indeed a secret love before, it shouldn't be too obvious, right?

Wasn't he a good brother before?If it was too obvious, wouldn't Fang Heng have already seen it?

He spent two days with this entangled mentality, and finally waited until he returned to the studio.

It is impossible to study in such an excellent studio in early summer without much pressure. Even Cheng Yi is not without pressure.

In just two months, seven people left the studio.

The college entrance examination is difficult, and the art examination is not easy. There are many people who can't bear the pressure, but most of them will still bite the bullet and continue to fight after crying.

Cheng Yi didn't see Fang Hengzhi on the first day when he returned to the studio. It seemed that he changed his ticket because he got up late in the morning and missed the high-speed train.

He expressed his contempt for this, and then went to class step by step, and was not affected by this incident.

He is very fortunate that he is not a love brain.

When he was sleeping at night, in a daze, Cheng Yi felt a heavy weight on his body.

Opening his eyes, he almost cried out in fright at the sudden appearance of his face.

Fortunately, the person in front of him reacted quickly and covered his mouth with his hand before he opened his mouth: "Shh—it's me."

The other two roommates were asleep, and his voice was extremely low, almost speaking in a breathy voice: "Don't move, I'll just hug, and I'll go up after a while."

Cheng Yi was so frightened that he let him hold her, and he lost the strength to lose his temper.

He murmured weakly: "I'll fucking have to pull your skin off tomorrow."

Fang Hengzhi smiled silently, and kissed him on the neck comfortingly.

There is a lot of "at your disposal" in it.

Cheng Yi was also very sleepy, he was hugged in an awkward position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Hengzhi listened to the gradual and steady breathing in his ears, his eyes were bent.

In fact, he couldn't come back today, because Fang Zechang suddenly had something to do with him.

But during dinner, he had a special moment of thinking about Cheng Yi.

So he immediately sent a message to his father, bought the train at eleven o'clock in the evening, and rushed back overnight.

The environment on the train was not good. It was the first time for Fang Hengzhi to buy a ticket with a seat below first class, and he was extremely uncomfortable, but all the exhaustion dissipated immediately when he saw his boyfriend.

So the power of love is really great.

He sighed, restrained and pressed a light mark on the man's lips, got up and took his pajamas and went to the public bath downstairs to wash up.

There is 24 hours of continuous water, and it will not disturb others to rest.

But he didn't expect this point, there are still people in the public bath.

Holding pajamas in his hand, he looked at the handsome man with long hair who had just taken off his shirt in front of him.

In the end, he couldn't help it first, and said, "Mr. Qiao, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Qiao Tingsheng pressed his eyebrows, responded, and put on the clothes he had just taken off: "The water meter in the staff dormitory has stopped, and there is no water today."

The implication is that you can only come here to take a shower.

Fang Hengzhi nodded, and then asked in doubt: "Then you don't wash it now?"

Qiao Tingsheng sighed and said with a headache, "You should wash first."

Seeing him like this, Fang Heng understood, and retreated out respecting his teacher: "Come first, then come to China's virtues, you first."

He had heard rumors before that Mr. Qiao was a clean freak and had a large tattoo on his left leg, which he never showed to others.

I thought it was a rumor, but today it seems to be true.

Fortunately, Fang Hengzhi had no curiosity, so he didn't intend to ask.

Looking at his retreating figure, Qiao Tingsheng slightly raised his eyebrows.

He didn't continue to be humble, took off his clothes and went in to take a shower.

He took a shower very quickly, before Fang Heng Zhicai had time to take out his phone to play games, he came out.

Fang Hengzhi nodded to him, said "good night, teacher" and planned to go in.

But Qiao Tingsheng stopped him.

"Fang Hengzhi, you are not suitable for the Academy of Fine Arts."

Fang Hengzhi paused slightly, turned to look at him, with a half-smile: "Why?"

Qiao Tingsheng's tone was very serious: "You also know that your routine painting style is not suitable for creation, and learning design is the best way out for you. But as far as I know, your cultural achievements are also very good. Excellent, if it’s because you don’t want to work hard in the culture class, then you can get a good 985 by relying on art, which is more suitable for you than the Academy of Fine Arts, and you don’t need to waste time in school exams.”

Fang Hengzhi was silent for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders in a relaxed tone: "Thank you, teacher. But let's talk."

Qiao Tingsheng didn't persuade him much, just nodded and left here.

Fang Hengzhi lost the smile on his face after he left.

Standing in the warm hot water, he scratched his hair a little irritably.

In fact, he really liked painting before. He likes to look at the lifelike things under his pen, and he likes to look at the memories and pictures that will always exist on the drawing paper.

But not everything you like is available.

Just like what Qiao heard Sheng said, he really doesn't have much talent in creation.

He is very smart, and he can also rely on this smartness to achieve excellent results in the unified examination.

But when it comes to school exams and even future development, this cleverness is obviously used in the wrong place.

It is true that the Fang family is not short of money, which is enough to support him in doing nothing but hobbies all his life, but this is not what he wants.

If this is the case, what is the difference between him and the old man?

Like other children, he also wants to achieve more than his parents and make his parents proud.

But... Sometimes it is not easy to give up something.

He had been deliberately avoiding this matter before, but this time Qiao Tingsheng pointed it out bluntly.

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself.

He still wanted to escort Cheng Yi, but his own affairs were not completely resolved.

He rubbed his face distractedly and turned off the faucet.

Forget it, let's talk about it after the unified examination is over.

There are still a few months left, I don't think about it for now...