Glass Butterfly

The butterfly fluctuated violently at the fingertips, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Ruan Youqing hugged its water-soaked remnant wings and gently stroked it. The beating of her fingertips didn't know whether it was the pulse implied by the blood, or Tang Tu's violent panting.

"... Ruan..." Tang Tu turned his back to him, and stopped after saying a word.The smooth voice seemed to have just been dampened by sandpaper, and it was so hoarse that it had to be cleared.

Ruan Youqing felt that his body had never been so uncontrollable. After struggling for a while, he felt that there was something guiding him, maybe it was the passion and impulsiveness that he lacked for a long time.

He usually does not suppress his nature, and lives very selfishly.

He didn't like to hear whispers, so he took off his hearing aid.

He doesn't fit in with others, so he just follows his own comfort and becomes a loner.

He's not interested in girls, and he never makes an effort to express his affection.

He likes art, and regardless of whether the family conditions are good enough, he plunges into it, even if there is no future.

Just like last spring when he wanted to kiss Tang Tu, he did so regardless of the consequences.

So at this moment, he also felt that he should follow his instinct.

Tang Tu froze for a moment, turned around and stood opposite him, took off his armor-like suit, his figure looked thin, and he no longer had the composure to strategize.

That trace of flaw was infinitely magnified in Ruan Youqing's eyes, and he saw timidity and hesitation mixed in uncontrollable.

"Are you afraid?" He didn't understand, so he took another step closer and lowered his head slightly, trying to see Tang Tu's eyes more clearly.The tips of their noses almost touched, and their breath was mixed with water vapor.

Tang Tu hung the gray drawstring bag on the faucet with his backhand: "Well, I'm afraid." After speaking, he stretched out his wet palm and pressed down on the back of his neck, raised his head and kissed him.

The other party started to tear at his clothes.Sweatshirts, heating clothes, and overalls were scattered on the wet ground one by one. Ruan Youqing was not afraid of the cold, so she touched his skin with three or five strokes.Tang Tu's shirt was hastily tied with a button on his chest and abdomen, and a large piece of skin was exposed to the air. They licked and bit fiercely against the water-dropped wall, and all the messy thoughts, contradictions and impulses piled up on each other were gathered together. released in tight spaces.

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Ruan Youqing felt that she was not satisfied with this, the electric current wrapped around her body, like a layer of tulle, which could not be entangled.

But Tang Tu was really tired today. Although his eyebrows and eyes were emotional at the moment, he was exhausted and his eyelids were twitching slightly, making him very tired.

He really couldn't bear to continue, and pushed the man to stand under the shower to wash off the sweat on his body, and then dried his hair, allowing the other party to slowly change into clean and soft pajamas, and hugged him to sleep.Their foreheads touched and they fell asleep in endless kisses.

When Ruan Youqing woke up, it was still dark, and the bed next to her was empty, and it was still warm to the touch.

The light in the living room was on, and Tang Tu was sitting on the floor holding his laptop in a daze.

"Why so early." Ruan Youqing muttered and sat beside him.

"The heating is too dry, and I was thirsty in the middle of my sleep and came out to pour water..." He pointed to the hearing aid on the table, "Accidentally stepped on this and woke up, and I don't know if it's broken. You should check it."

None of them were very polite last night, and the two men who lost their minds were shoving from the bathroom to the bedroom, and neither of them noticed when the hearing aid fell.

Ruan Youqing looked at his computer screen, it was a popular science page for hearing aids.

"It's not that easy to break." Ruan Youqing closed the computer for him, "Go to sleep again."

"Take it and try it first. If it's broken, hurry up and buy a new pair." The way he spoke overlapped with the person in Ruan Youqing's memory, and he quietly hid his flaws, as if the embarrassed person last night was not he.

Seeing his insistence, Ruan Youqing obeyed him, turned on the switch and adjusted it: "Say something in a low voice."

Tang Tu looked at him closely, lowered his voice to a minimum, and asked almost without vibrating, "Did you have a good time last night?"

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Ruan Youqing took off the hearing aid and put it back on the table, turned sideways silently, and pressed Tang Tu into her arms face to face, with another heartbeat tightly attached to her chest.Tang Tu's pajamas were different in design and color from the set he had seen before, but the same soft style.He hugged Tang Tu's waist, and reached into his hem with one hand to easily grab the butterfly sleeping on his spine to play with. Tang Tu seemed a little ticklish, and unconsciously straightened himself up in his arms: "Why..."

"Very happy." Ruan Youqing put his chin on the other's shoulder and sniffed vigorously, "I've never imagined how happy I am."

The other party was silent for a long time before speaking: "It seems that the hearing aid was not damaged by me."

"Sleep again. Sleepy." Ruan Youqing yawned when sleepiness came up again, "You also need to sleep again."

"Okay." Yawning is contagious, and the two took turns hitting for a while, Tang Tu patted him on the back, "Then let go."

Ruan Youqing didn't want to let go, so she simply lowered her hand from the opponent's back, dragged her legs on the spot, and directly hugged him up.

"!" Tang Tu was obviously taken aback, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to struggle if he was burdened, so he murmured silently: "Where did all this strength come from..."

Ruan Youqing carefully moved to the bed, hugged Tang Tu and fell into it together, hearing the other party's exclamation as she wished.

"It takes a lot of strength to make sculptures." Ruan Youqing thought of her senior sister, who was petite but had two muscular arms, so she put Tang Tu's hand on her upper arm and guided him to squeeze it, "In our In the Department of Sculpture, the hands of girls may be stronger than yours. For example, my senior sister."

"You mean Yuyao?" Tang Tu frowned but did not refute.Ruan Youqing held him up and played with one hand. He knew that Tang Tu must have had contact with many sculpture artists, so he knew the difference.If a layman saw it, he would definitely guess that Tang Tu's beautiful hand belonged to the artist.

"Forget about the arms, do you usually practice here?" Tang Tu rubbed his abdominal muscles with his hands, "You can't see it in the clothes...you practice beautifully."

"I can do planks and the like. When I make glass, I often bend my back and bend over. If I don't exercise, I will be easily injured." Ruan Youqing sighed and grabbed the restless hand on his belly, "Don't touch it..."

Tang Tu was taken aback for a moment, and then curled up the corners of his mouth mockingly: "Go to sleep, kid. I'll contact Teacher Kawai when I wake up. I should visit her to take care of you for me after a long trip."

They fell asleep until noon, and Ruan Youqing was rarely woken up by the heat.The room of two people seemed to be much hotter than staying alone, so he got out of bed and turned down the gas stove by one degree, and put a glass of water beside the bed.The side of the bed was peeled off last night, and the shirt with one button was missing. It was crumpled and dried at room temperature, like a ball of crumpled paper.According to Tang Tu's temperament, there is a high probability that he will throw it away directly.He picked up the shirt, carried it out of the bedroom, and threw it into the laundry basket along with the clothes he had left on the bathroom floor.

When she returned from a nearby convenience store with two bags of Oden, Tang Tu also woke up, standing by the living room window with a cup in her hand, the reflection in her eyes was pure white.Hearing Ruan Youqing enter the door, he casually put the cup on the window sill, stepped forward to take the oden and carried it to the dining table: "Is it cold outside?"

"It's okay. It's not cold when the sun is bright." Ruan Youqing washed his hands with warm water, thought for a while and added, "Maybe you will feel cold."

"I wasn't so afraid of the cold when I was young." Tang Tu said casually, "I went to junior high school in China and lived at my grandfather's house. At that time, there was occasional heavy snow. Of course, it wasn't as big as here, but it would snow for many days. Glass There are rime flowers on it, and icicles hang from the eaves."

Ruan Youqing remembered that only bungalows had icy eaves.Tang Tu doesn't look like someone who lived in the country... He carefully recalled the large and small interviews he had seen. This person must have been born in a fairly wealthy family, not just two generations rich.

"Bing Ling?" he confirmed.

"Huh? Haven't seen it?" Tang Tu seemed to be lost in memory, and used his fingers to draw on the table to show him: "This shape. The glazed tiles have lines, and the snow water left along here will form ice and hang here. .”

He drew a clear layout at random, which looked like a courtyard surrounded by houses on three sides. Ruan Youqing had a flash of inspiration when he saw the layout: "Your grandfather's house is a courtyard?"

Tang Tu smiled, then nodded.He hasn't talked about family affairs to anyone for a long time, especially his grandfather.When he first returned to China, everyone heard that he had lived in China and could not help asking a few questions, but when he mentioned words such as courtyard houses, the other party would smile meaningfully and shift the focus of the conversation : "Your house has a courtyard, where is it located?"

Those smiles were too perfunctory, and they couldn't hide the prejudice in their eyes at all, as if to say that this rich man was showing off his family background again.So he gradually stopped mentioning these things, and if he really wanted to mention them, he vaguely mentioned them.

"No wonder." Ruan Youqing didn't smile, as if he had heard it and let it go, he just lowered his head and lifted the lid of Guandong Boiled, divided the box in front of him into small bowls, turned it with a spoon to cool it down, and did not forget to say concisely: " It's very hot." Then he pushed aside a half-cooked jade rice ball, "Eat this first."

Tang Tu took a bite of the rice ball that was not warm: "Take me to your studio after eating."

Ruan Youqing swallowed half a piece of white radish: "Mr. Kawai called just now and said that he would come back to see you the day after tomorrow. It's rare that it doesn't snow today, so let's go for a walk."

Before Tang Tu could agree, he shook his head and corrected him again, "Go on a date."

"..." This person can always say something that catches people off guard without changing his face.

Seeing him choking, Ruan Youqing put down her chopsticks, her face serious: "Didn't you say yesterday that we were going to fall in love? You said you like me, and I like you too. And we had sex last night..."

"Go on a date. Go after eating... eat quickly, it's getting cold..." Tang Tu interrupted him hastily.

Ruan Youqing glanced at his red ears and didn't make a sound, continuing to eat obediently.

Before going out, Ruan Youqing looked at his windbreaker and seemed a little dissatisfied: "Put on a down jacket. It may snow anytime."

Tang Tu was not used to such bloated clothes, so he glanced at him with some disgust and shook his head firmly, saying that he would be as ugly as freezing to death: "It's okay, I'm used to wearing it like this." He had already made the final compromise to the cold, outside A pair of heating pants are added to the bottom of the pants, and there must be no bottom line.

Ruan Youqing was not surprised, she just patted the fluffy white down on her body and said to herself, "Isn't it pretty?"

"...You look good in your clothes..." Tang Tu hurriedly asked for help, "Tall people look good in whatever they wear."

Ruan Youqing looked at him not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You are not low."

Not low, with a net height of 179, just a little short... Tang Tu is often teased by his tall father, even if he knows that the other party has no strong malice, he still feels uncomfortable when he hears it.

What's more, he is not only a son who is "less than 1.8 meters tall", but also an ordinary person with no artistic talent.

"Aren't you going?" Ruan Youqing pinched his cheek with a pair of gloved hands, kissed his forced pouty lips, and made a bang, like a child's kiss, letting go of the bad mood in one bite.

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