Glass Butterfly

When Ruan Youqing returned to the dormitory, Xiang Yu was sitting on the edge of the upper bunk, holding a scrunchie in his mouth and brushing his hair, and then wrapped the black rubber band around his mouth a few times to form a ponytail.Xiang Yu is not as domineering as his name. He is a young man who looks very literary and artistic. He has dark skin, big eyes, slender hands and feet, and likes to read, sing and play the guitar.Seeing Ruan Youqing enter the door, he jumped out of bed and pointed to the suitcase in the corner of the room and said, "I'll be home next week."

There are only two beds in the four-person dormitory. There are not many students this year, and the occupancy is not full. Originally, there were three people living in it. In the sophomore year, another roommate immigrated with his family overseas, and they were left alone.

Although Xiang Yu is thin like a girl, he has always taken good care of Ruan Youqing. He has helped him a lot over the past four years. Ruan Youqing didn't have many friends at first, so he was reluctant, and couldn't help but gently put his palm on the top of his head. Kneaded.

"Hey!" He also forgot that the other party didn't like this gesture very much, saying that it was detrimental to manhood, but the man just brushed his hand away angrily.

In fact, their majors are different. Ruan Youqing is in sculpture, and Xiang Yu is in arts and crafts.Xiang Yu's family runs a jewelry business in the south, so he secretly chose such a distant school in order to get rid of his family's control. After four years of freedom, now that he graduates, he naturally has to go back and learn how to do business step by step.He pointed to a set of lighting glass utensils on the table and said to Ruan Youqing: "Leave these to you, I don't bother to take them back, I don't have much interest anyway." Xiang Yu bought them when he was a freshman. There are laboratories, but they are like this rich second generation who are obsessed with owning "own" things, and buy whatever they are interested in. Cameras, musical instruments, cars, etc., are all hot for 3 minutes and then idle Putting ashes on one side will make it easier for Ruan Youqing, he always uses this set of things.

Ruan Youqing didn't refuse, the other party's family didn't care about this little thing, but they said they were too lazy to take it back, but in fact there was a deliberate element in it, this was Xiang Yu's intention.

Xiang Yu knew that he liked glass, and he also knew that he had no family background.Ruan Youqing found out that most of the art majors were children from wealthy families when he went to university. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. The rich and the poor don't have the same way of life. Others' fashionable clothes only cover his living expenses for a year, so it doesn't matter.But it was only after graduation that he realized the difference. Even if these people have a bad future, there are people to support them, so that they won't be too down and out after graduation, and he will be different.

"I heard from the social management that the dormitory will be cleared next month at the latest, and it will be vacated for freshmen. What should you do?" Xiang Yu asked.

Ruan Youqing shook his head, he didn't know what to do, but there was nothing to panic about, the worst thing he could do was to go back to Ciqing and burn flasks and plates with his grandfather, anyway he could make glass anywhere.

It's just that he doesn't like his hometown very much, and he doesn't like people always pointing fingers at him.The pace of the small place is slower, and the life is more leisurely, but the neighbors and neighbors love to gossip when they are free, chewing on the right and wrong of the parents, regardless of whether it is true or false.The grown-ups sat around, counting things one by one in a serious manner and knowingly avoiding the person involved, but the children couldn't do it if they followed suit, and went to join in front of the person.At first Ruan Youqing couldn't hear what they were talking about while standing far away, but later with hearing aids, she could hear them clearly and didn't like to hear them, so she took them off and let them joke without taking it to heart.Presumably it was nothing more than the death of his father, the remarriage of his mother, and the addition of his half-deafness.

Since junior high school, my grandfather let him leave Ciqing Town and sent him to the boarding school in Haixi City because of this. The old man said that troublesome people come out of poor mountains and rivers, and people in big places have a lot of knowledge, so they don’t have so much time to talk about others. thing.

Ruan Youqing felt that it was a bit too much to say that Ciqing was poor and evil, and it was Grandpa's resentment.

To be fair, although it is not considered an outstanding place, it can be regarded as a place with good mountains and rivers. The Rong River rolls through all the way to the east, and the banks are lush, and the smoke and dust from the dotted porcelain kilns have been washed away. The porcelain beads that young children often hold in their hands are thick and warm.There are shelves of cultural relics placed in every household there, but what are placed on the shelves are not valuable utensils, but mostly bottles of local blue and white lotus and phoenix peony.For those who are more particular, put a hollowed-out and carved glazed Boshan furnace, burn some incense into it, and wisps of thin smoke will float out of the hollow, which can really scare some people like a fairy.

"Let's go, accompany me to eat hot-boiled mutton." Xiang Yu dragged him out: "You put your hearing aids on, otherwise it's no different from going to dinner with me."

The sun was about to go down, Ruan Youqing put the little black gadgets on his ears: "Which one?"

"Don't go far."

They came to the food street in the twilight, laughing one after another, the graduation season made the place more lively than usual, some stores were small but tasted good, and if the room couldn't be crowded, they added tables outside the door.

There were limited copper pots in the mutton hotpot restaurant, and it was time for meals at this time, and it was full, Xiang Yu insisted on eating, saying that he would not be able to eat it when he got home.Southerners don't like to eat hot pot like this. They usually eat beef balls and seafood, and they don't eat sesame sauce very much.They received a number plate and waited not far away. Each of them opened a can of icicles, clinked glasses lightly, and started the prelude to the meal while standing on the side of the road. Not far off.

"How did you get rid of Miss Chen?" Xiang Yu was bored waiting, so Xiang Yu gossiped with him.

"Who?" Ruan Youqing quickly recalled the female classmate surnamed Chen in the courtyard.

"Tsk, we are flowers! Aren't you, big brother... The whole world knows that she is about to graduate and finally can't wait to confess her love to you..."

Ruan Youqing shook her head in confusion: "No."

"No? I've seen it all. Didn't she always sit with you in the cafeteria?" Xiang Yu's eyes widened.

... Ruan Youqing never paid attention to who was sitting next to him while eating, fearing that he might offend someone inadvertently: "I ate so fast, I didn't see her..."

Xiang Yu always said that the arts and crafts department flower liked him, but he himself didn't pay attention. Girls around the age of 20 are a bit difficult to understand, and they are awkward and awkward. Unlike in middle school, confession is just a love letter. If you are more unrestrained, make an appointment to meet on the basketball court. Ruan Youqing prefers this straightforward way. In this way, he can also bluntly refuse.He didn't even know that so-called big beauty very well, and she didn't take the initiative to talk to him. All he remembered about this girl was the occasional meeting with Xiang Yu when he went to the lighting and glass class.

"Ruan Youqing... I have to say that you are too much like an artist in this respect." Xiang Yu covered his chest in pain: "Thin and noble."

"I haven't." He's just not very good at flirting.There seems to be some rumors in the courtyard, but he doesn't like to wear hearing aids except for class and necessary communication, so he doesn't know much about those rumors. Anyway, Xiang Yu and senior sister who are more serious will ask him personally, and help him refute the rumors by the way .

About to bid farewell to campus life and be promoted to a social person, Xiang Yu chatted sentimentally and ate until dark, naturally he was full.So Ruan Youqing walked with him on the campus again, during which Xiang Yu always winked at him, and let him look here and there mysteriously. After a quick glance, he politely moved his eyes away, as if he saw the pleasing flowers and plants on the side of the road, there was no disturbance in his heart.In this regard, he and Xiang Yu have always had bad conversations, but he didn't explicitly say that he doesn't like girls.

I don't know if it's natural. 14. From the age of 5, he discovered that he was not interested in girls, but later he often noticed good-looking boys.He likes boys with clean looks, gentle manners and gentle eyes.It's a pity that most of the boys are very noisy, pulling girls' braids, yelling, being carried to the playground as punishment one day, and being taught by parents by the ears the next day.

"Otherwise, go ask Brother Lu, maybe he can take you in." Xiang Yu struggled and lit a cigarette.In fact, he always regrets learning to smoke. At the beginning, he wanted to pretend to be a melancholy youth, but now he can't quit.

In fact, even if he didn't talk about Ruan Youqing, he would have to ask. Lu vacuumed up some dilapidated factories and dormitories. Although it is really remote, it is convenient for work.

"The graduation exhibition ends next week, I'll go ask him."

"Don't wait until next week, you go tomorrow, and I will watch the graduation exhibition for you. You and your senior sister take a vacation." Xiang Yu rolled his eyes at him: "I said that you don't like the left brain of pure arts. move."

Ruan Youqing was noncommittal, took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to her senior to ask for leave. The senior only said to be careful on the road, she seemed to be busy.

"Thank you." He smiled at Xiang Yu.

"...Why, you're so polite, I'm just a volunteer in the exhibition, and it's not troublesome, just turn on the air conditioner and let it go in a daze." Xiang Yu was a little embarrassed.

But he didn't just thank this, they were about to part, and there were many things to thank.Xiang Yu always said that he would become famous and start a family, complimented him jokingly, and showed favoritism without any trace.He was very grateful for Xiang Yu's affirmation: "People like you just want to be art students."

Although he didn't think much about it, he just liked it.I have liked it since I was a child.

God took him well, he lacked some things compared to others, but also had more of them.Originally, he didn't want to take the path of an art student, but he was really not good at mathematics, physics and chemistry. He also had a hearing-impaired problem and his English was average. It was only in high school that he systematically found a teacher to formally pick up a brush and paint. He started from sketching, and practiced one by one. I also enjoyed it, and then gradually found that the gap between him and those classmates who had studied painting since childhood was getting smaller and smaller, and it took a whole day to pick up the pen and recover.

"God rewards the food."

He prefers cool colors, and it just so happens that his teacher is also good at encouraging him, so he learned art smoothly like this, but he didn't think much about the way out, as if there is everything with talent, but in reality, talent is very abstract It's not easy to see things, can't help him find a way out, can't even make a bowl of noodles for him.

Fortunately, there is still Lu Zhen.Lu Zhen barely manages a dilapidated glass workshop, which may be the most suitable home for him now.

"Thank you, many things." He repeated earnestly.Even Lu Zhen was introduced to him by Xiang Yu, so that he had a place where he could actually make glass.

He sent a message to Lu Zhen saying that he would look for him tomorrow. Of course, this was just a formality, because Lu Zhen always stayed in that small workshop and had nothing else to do.

Sure enough, the other party replied quickly: Come on, I asked my wife to kill a little stupid chicken, which grew up eating millet and lettuce, so tender.

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Although his life is not very good, Ruan Ruan has a sound mind, and he is not pretending.