fetish carnival

When he walked into the ward, Gao Zhi had just peeled an apple, ready to give it to grandpa who was leaning on the bed.Seeing him, he cut half of it and handed it over.

Wen Yixiao took it naturally, sat beside Gao Zhi, and calmly looked at the old man on the hospital bed: "How is the chairman?"

"It's okay, this time...thank you."

"You're welcome, it's just a professional habit." Wen Yixiao took a bite of the apple.

"Xiaoxiao has done a lot of ideological work for me, which made me willing to fight again. Tell the new general manager to pack up and leave. I will go back to work next week." Gao Zhi only used a few words to strengthen Wen Yixiao position in the hearts of the family.

The chairman nodded, and sighed softly: "After a visit to the gate of hell, I completely saw it. I want to go abroad for a year or two to recuperate. You work hard. You can adopt orphans if you want, anyway, as long as they are not Gao Feng's children. .”

"There's a genetic risk for bipolar disorder, and he's not going to have kids."

"Oh, so the mother gave birth to him?"

"He is him, his mother is his mother, how do I know what his mother thinks?" Gao Zhi retorted lightly.

The chairman rolled his eyes at his grandson, and said after a while: "I really deleted those photos, you can work at ease, don't worry anymore."

"Delete it, how old are you, and you just put several brackets, it's better not to look at that kind of picture."

"Have you seen it too?" The chairman glanced at him and smiled, his tone of voice was unclear, it seemed to be pure curiosity, but also seemed to be deliberately embarrassing others.

Even though he tried his best not to care, Wen Yixiao's back still stiffened.Unexpectedly, Gao Zhi beside him casually replied: "I've seen it, so what? When I took photos of the full moon and a hundred days, didn't I have a trace of it?"

"Oh, I'm just asking."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't delete it." Wen Yixiao cast a grateful look at Gao Zhi, "Thinking about it, I'm not a big shot, and my social circle is very simple, so there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm a veterinarian, and all the people I deal with are Animals, they're not as complex as humans, they don't care if I'm photographed naked or not."

Hearing that "everything is handled is an animal", the chairman's face is slightly sullen, and he is not prone to seizures.

"I saved you, and it has nothing to do with you. I did it for Gao Zhi, but also for my brother. You took advantage of the most precious thing in this world, my brother's kindness, to hurt the person he loves. I can't let him Ruined by you, I want to set an example for him. You recuperate well, we will all get better and better."

After eating the apples, Wen Yixiao sat down for a while, left behind a change of clothes, and then walked out of the ward with his head held high.

Maybe it's because the night wind in May is comfortable, which makes my whole heart feel very comfortable.The breeze seems to be able to blow directly through the body, and the depression and dust in the heart have all dissipated.He walked in his own shadow, humming a song, suddenly didn't want to take the car, and planned to walk all the way back to his boyfriend's house.

"Tell me when you get home." The unparalleled and most domineering boss in the world sent a message.

"Well, I want to stroll back, so it may be a little later."

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Gao Feng lay on the table in the cafeteria, watching Wen Qianli run on the small playground, chasing a big plastic bag blown from nowhere.He chased it, but didn't throw it away. Instead, he filled it with wind, tied it up, and played with it as a balloon in his hand. He continued to patrol in an orderly manner, performing the duties of the security captain.

Although Gao Feng was in a period of depression, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smile.

Wen Qianli is like a large piece of clear crystal, holding his hand, you can see his heart.When you stand in front of him, you will find that there is a rainbow on your body, which is the sunlight refracted by him.

Gao Feng forced himself to cheer up and walk around.It was time for students to move freely. He walked to the corridor on the second floor and saw a boy standing against the wall, staring at the mural on the other wall.He knew this child, who was a child with autism.When he was painting walls around the campus before, the boy always watched silently and never spoke.

He slowly approached the boy, and asked in a soft voice: "Do you like drawing?" The boy just rolled his bright eyes, glanced at him, and remained silent.After asking around, the boy just treats him like air.He was a little discouraged, and deeply admired the group of special education teachers.

"You, like, this." Gao Feng asked in a different way, succinctly, while pointing at the colorful wall.

The boy finally turned his head to him, turned around in a circle, and said vaguely: "I like it."

"Your painting, show me."

The boy ran to the classroom and came back quickly, clutching a drawing book.Gao Feng flipped through a few pages casually, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the boy in disbelief.The latter fell silent again, standing motionless, staring at the wall painting.

There are landscapes, animals, and figures in the drawing book.Because I have not received basic training, the shape is not accurate, and the structure is also a mess, but I have a strong comprehension of color.A few free-flowing graffiti, using crayons and watercolor pens to draw a very bold but harmonious color scheme, the style is quite similar to the impressionist master Monet.

"Play by yourself first, I'll come back to you later."

Gao Feng drove home, and when he returned to school, he had an extra set of expensive 90-color marker pens and special paper in his hand.In the classroom, he handed the pen and paper to the boy and said, "A lot of colors? I gave it to you. Draw whatever you want."

The boy's eyes rarely showed emotion, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He stroked the pens with both hands happily, and immediately started to draw.The boy's teacher, the headmaster's wife, approached and said softly to Gao Feng: "This child likes to draw very much. Image thinking is one of the characteristics of autism, so some autistic children are very talented in drawing. Before writing, the brain An image has already been formed in it.”

"He deserves to be cultivated well."

"Actually, we have always been short of professional art and music teachers. Art can inspire imagination and creativity, and it is also a luxury." The principal's wife looked at him kindly, "The reason why Mozart is a musical prodigy is because he can touch to the piano, isn't it?"

Undisturbed by their conversation, the boy carefully observes the color of each pen and immerses himself in the world of painting.Gao Feng didn't know what he was drawing, because he didn't have a line draft, so he just painted it.

A few days later, Wen Qianli brought back a painting when he got off work, saying it was given by the principal's wife.

Gao Feng slowly unfolded, his scalp was numb, and his ears were ringing continuously.There is absolute pitch in the field of music, and the same is true in the art world, which is the perception and processing of color relations.This is talent, and many painters can't understand it all their lives, but some people are born to reach the pinnacle.

The boy just drew a big circle, which is filled with amazing color combinations, and there is a certain pattern hidden in the complicated color blocks.This color sense is a genius level, as long as someone can lead him on this path and lay a foundation, Gao Feng has no doubt that he will become a master.

"Xiao Qianqian, what do you think this is?"

Wen Qianli, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, took a casual glance and said firmly, "Of course it's the world seen through the kaleidoscope."

"kaleidoscope……"

In the blank space in the corner, a few crooked and small characters were written with a pencil: "Thank you, Teacher Gao, for giving me the pen." Gao Feng's chaotic mind was filled with a bang, and it was occupied by a very clear goal.

So far, his life has been aimless, like an endless sea.Not knowing where to go, drifting with the crowd and claiming to be free.But at this moment, a little light from the lighthouse suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Xiao Qianqian, do you think bipolar disorder can take the teacher qualification certificate?"

Hearing this, Wen Qianli, who was chopping vegetables, suddenly raised his head, with a bright smile on his lips: "Xiao Fengfeng, you finally want to work!"

"I want to be an art teacher."

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