Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Jiao Le originally thought that the boy would very much hope to find someone who understands him to share his secret love.

But since the other party doesn't want to say it, he won't force it.

The topic of starting from the sinking tide and ending with the sinking tide was skipped by the two tacitly.

The quiet atmosphere was a little awkward.

He Qiutong didn't like this kind of silence very much, so he changed the position of his legs. He wanted to find something to talk about, so he asked about Jiao Le's art exhibition.

After asking, He Qiutong realized that the "little famous" that Yu Yiyuan said before was really too humble an adjective.

Jiao Le's art exhibition has already opened in City A, so he must not be a little-known painter.

He couldn't help but sigh again, the people around Shen Chao are really amazing.

Then I thought again, I don't know if I can be as good as this in the future, otherwise I really feel that I am not worthy of Professor Shen.

When talking about Jiao Le's paintings, one person will inevitably be mentioned——Yu Yiyuan.

According to Jiao Le's words... Yu Yiyuan is his muse.

For a painter, the muse is not only the representative of God, but also the source of inspiration and the deep love in the heart.

...is the belief he lives by.

Ever since Jiao Le met Yu Yiyuan, the passionate young man broke into the life of the noble little painter like a bunch of blooming red roses with uncontrollable enthusiasm.

Since then, each of the painter's paintings has more or less been stained with that red shadow.

Jiao Le said: "He is hidden in my painting."

He Qiutong was stunned for a few seconds, and he seemed to be able to see the heavy emotions entwined in the painter's eyes in a daze.

This was the first time He Qiutong saw a man's love for another man with his own eyes.

Obscure and profound, grand and beautiful.

There seems to be something in my heart that is about to move, like a sprout that is about to sprout out of the ground in spring.

Good things will always arouse human comparisons, and such a sincere and warm love is no exception.

What about his love for Shen Chao?Will it be deeper than the love between each other?

"He's my orange flavor."

He Qiutong doesn't have any favorite things, except for the orange flavor, his preference for the orange flavor has never changed since he was a child.

"Huh?" The young man's voice was very soft, Jiao Le only heard a sentence of orange flavor, but the young man was unwilling to mention it again, and changed the subject.

"Have you ever been afraid?"

He Qiutong's question was ambiguous. If he wanted to add completeness, it would probably be, "Is it the same sex you are afraid of liking, and the teacher you are afraid of liking?" '.

He Qiutong thought that nonsensical questions would not be answered, but Jiao Le instantly understood what he meant, "Of course I was afraid."

Jiao Le told him a lot. For example, Yu Yiyuan was kicked out when he came out of the closet, so he had to come to his house to borrow money. Fortunately, Jiao Le came out early, and his family quickly accepted his boyfriend... Yu Yiyuan After arguing with my family for two years, I finally got my parents to agree to take a son-in-law home...

He Qiutong listened to many of their stories silently, feeling sour and sweet in his heart.

Not all love defined by the world is correct, love is love.

In the wedding vows, the master of ceremonies kept saying, "Will you love her, regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of illness or health?" ’ But the world has never thought that gender should also be “regardless” of things.

Would you love him regardless of gender?

He Qiutong would answer: Yes.

What he loves is Shen Chao's people, Shen Chao's soul, that's all.

Finally, Jiao Le smiled, looked at him with crooked eyes, and told him:

"If you like Shen Chao, go after him, don't worry about that."

If you like him, go after him... He Qiutong kept repeating these words in his mouth.

Although He Qiutong never had an older brother, Jiao Le gave him the feeling that his older brother was helping him chase a boyfriend.

"Well. I will." He lowered his eyes and replied softly.

He has been a stubborn and paranoid child since he was a child... As for his orange smell, this paranoia is no exception.

There was a call from the other side of the lake, and the two of them responded by looking—

It seemed that Shen Chao had caught a big fish, and Yang Fanyi was saying that there was a big grilled fish to eat tonight.

The fish caught was still biting the hook firmly in its mouth, Shen Chao squatted on the ground with his back to him to take the hook.

He Qiutong greeted Jiao Le and ran over to join in the fun.

He ran to Shen Chao and knelt down to watch the fish, and the two of them touched their heads.

The fish was still struggling on the grass, and it was not slippery. He Qiutong helped Shen Chao hold the belly of the fish firmly on the grass, so that the other party could take the hook.

When the hook was taken down, there was a trace of blood red, and the tail of the fish suddenly swayed towards He Qiutong several times. The slippery fish kept struggling under his hands. fishy smell.

Just as he was about to reach out to wipe it casually, Shen Chao lifted his chin.

The other party took a tissue and gently wiped off the water on his face.

The white tissue dangled in front of his eyes, and Shen Chao's face could be seen from time to time. He was like a despicable apostle hiding behind the white to peep at the gods. After feeling guilty, he became more and more greedy.

Shen Chao didn't wear glasses during this outdoor activity, the sunlight made his pupils dark brown, and there was his reflection in the dark brown pupils.

At this second, he felt that he was the fish caught by the sinking tide. He knew that the road ahead was lost but he was still tempted. He bit the hook, willingly left his comfort zone, and came to this land to endure the scorching sun. He still refused to let go of the hook that made him bleed and hurt.

He wanted to just drown in Shen Chao's eyes, because he probably had no other place to stay.Except in the eyes of the other party.

The poor fish was put into the bucket, and it was difficult for it to turn over in the narrow fishing bucket. The poor little fish struggled twice and couldn't move.

The hands of both of them were inevitably smelled of fish, and He Qiutong frowned when he smelled it.

Shen Chao took him to the lake to wash his hands.

From a distance, the lake looks turquoise with rippling blue waves, but when you walk in, it becomes clear and transparent.

The temperature of the lake is cool and cool, which is the best way for nature to cool down in summer.

He Qiutong's face was also splashed with water from the fish's tail just now. As soon as he squatted down and stretched out his hand, he felt a pulling sensation from his neck and coughed lightly. It turned out that Shen Chao pulled his back collar from behind.

He Qiutong: "Mr. Shen, what are you doing?"

"Don't fall." Shen Chao loosened the force of the pull, and made He Qiutong lean down and wash his face with water.

The cool lake water kissed the boy's fair cheeks, stroked his forehead, and then stroked his beautifully curved chin. The remaining drops of water hung on the boy's thick and curly eyelashes, and the sunlight reflected in the water droplets. It was like giving his children a halo of divinity.

Shen Chao watched quietly for a while, then pulled him up and wiped his face, even drying the damp hair on his temples.

"Well, lightly, lightly... hiss...you almost wiped your face dry!"

"I can't do it, just go back and apply some baby cream."

What the hell?baby cream?

You just put on baby cream, and your whole family wears baby cream!

After finally saving his handsome face from Shen Chao, He Qiutong squatted by the lake and brushed the water.

The water flows through the fingers finely, and the slight resistance makes the water feel more obvious.

He likes this feeling, the lake water, and the way Shen Chao plays with him.

After Shen Chao washed his hands, he looked at the children playing in the water. He didn't pull He Qiutong's collar, but walked in a little to prevent He Qiutong from falling too far into the water.At this distance, if He Qiutong was really in danger, he would be able to get him back in time.

After getting along for a long time, you will find that He Qiutong is actually very childish, and can play with water for most of the day.Joy and anger are all on the face, except that it is a bit difficult to coax when it is awkward, but overall it is quite cute.

"It's a waste of time, have you played?"

"Huh? What's that?" He Qiutong turned his head to look up at Shen Chao who was smiling at him, but the other party suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

"Be careful, you might catch a cold if you fall."

"Yeah." He Qiutong gave a few perfunctory hums, and then asked what he was interested in: "What is it?"

He Qiutong hardly had the childhood that other children had.

Grandpa passed away early, his mother has been sick all year round since he can remember, and his father is synonymous with irresponsibility.

His greatest joy in childhood was when his mother was in better health, and his grandfather took them downstairs to play on the swing.

So many years have passed, the scene where my grandfather stood aside with an old cigarette bag behind his back, and my mother in a lavender dress would sit under the plane tree and look at him with a smile seemed to be carved into my heart.

For countless years, the swing under the sycamore tree in the courtyard downstairs has long disappeared, only the sycamore tree is still growing day after day.

Shen Chao pulled He Qiutong up vigorously, then bent down and picked up a few flat broken stones, showing He Qiutong a demonstration.

Holding the stone in parallel with his arms, he flew out with all his strength——

The heavy little stone jumped up on the water like an elf, splashing little by little step by step, and disappeared into the water after jumping a long way.

It was the first time that He Qiutong saw this kind of thing similar to "Qinggong", and his eyes widened, "How can a stone do this?" The novelty and excitement could not be concealed in his tone.

Shen Chao touched He Qiutong's head with a light smile, and raised his jaw, "Well, try it. If you fly in parallel, you can make the little stone jump up."

He took a few small flat stones from Shen Chao, twisted them several times in his hand, made a full posture, took a deep breath, and flew the small stones out forcefully.

"Boom—boom—boom—plop—"

The thrown pebble sank after jumping three times.

It was obviously different from what Shen Chao threw out, but he watched the stone in Shen Chao's hand fly a long way before the splash disappeared.

"Strengthen the wrist, and drive the wrist with the arm." Shen Chao walked behind him, and corrected his posture with the arm attached to the arm, "Try again."

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