Glass Butterfly

Climbing up the stairs on the third floor, there are three doors lined up on the left hand side, followed by a study and two bedrooms, and a white cubic space on the right hand side, somewhat similar to Tang Tu's living room.

The snow-white ceiling, wall and floor, and the last little rabbit of the Bubble series are placed on the white table in the middle, which is playful and cute under the light directly above.

One corner was piled with Ruan Youqing's packed belongings before he left for Japan. He unpacked one box after another. Except for the butterfly specimens, there were only some books, albums and daily clothes.

It was rare to have a dryer available, so he threw everything into the washing machine to wash and dry, and then filled the empty cloakroom one by one.Tang Tu threw a small box here, and left it open on the carpet. Inside was a pile of squarely folded shirts. It looked like he hadn't lived here much, and Ruan Youqing decided to hang it up for him.

He put the paper award letter on the coffee table in the living room, and pressed it down with the new pen he bought for Tang Tu at the airport, making sure that even if he fell asleep, the other party would see it immediately.

After taking a shower, she fell on a mattress of moderate hardness. In an unfamiliar environment, Ruan Youqing finally found some real feeling of living with others.

He took out his mobile phone and called his grandfather to report his safety. Naturally, he couldn't tell where he lived, so he had to avoid the topic and get away with it.He couldn't lie at all, hung up the call with a dry mouth from nervousness, and went downstairs to pour water.Unexpectedly, Tang Tu was already standing in front of the coffee table reading that nonsense letter.He held the pen that Ruan Youqing picked out for him in his hand, and held the letter paper in one hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at Ruan Youqing with wide eyes, and complained, "Why did you tell me now?"

He suddenly felt like a well-behaved kid who passed the first grade exam, came back to ask for credit from his parents, with a little childish pride in his heart, and more embarrassment.After all, his grandfather is a traditional and old-fashioned old-fashioned, and he was brought up on the principle that children should not boast, so this feels like the first time.

"I want to tell you personally." Ruan Youqing walked over and pulled out the letter paper and threw it aside, "I didn't expect to get the grand prize...I don't know if it's because of Mr. Kawai..."

"Impossible." Tang Tu took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol that he was slightly excited, and his eyes rolled around. "Then I will take this opportunity to hold a solo exhibition for our teacher Ruan Youqing." OK……"

As he said that, he actually left Ruan Youqing aside, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the notepad of Tubai Gallery to look: "I'm going to make a call to Xu Hanyi..."

Ruan Youqing helplessly held down his phone: "It's already 09:30."

"That's right. Let's do it tomorrow. When will the Jinze Award's art exhibition end? When will the works be brought back?" Tang Tu dragged him to sit on the sofa.

"October."

"That's going to be soon..." Tang Tu leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "There is another one in Paoying, and it's damp downstairs...Although Final Kiss is sold, I can contact you. Ask if you would like to lend us for an exhibition... Plus this award-winning rebirth... almost. But you have to prepare new works."

His body has already relaxed from the working state, but his brain refuses to stop.Ruan Youqing's hearing aid was placed upstairs in the bedroom, and at this moment, he could only vaguely hear such words as bubbles, exhibitions, and works.

He habitually stared at the slightly trembling lips of the other party, trying to figure out what Tang Tu was talking about, but suddenly thought of their first meeting.

"I have a question for you." Ruan Youqing squatted down and sat on the floor, her chin just enough to rest on Tang Tu's lap.

"Huh?" The other party turned his head.

"Why did you hate me when we first met?"

Tang Tu was taken aback, and briefly fell into memory: "Did I act so obviously..."

"It's not obvious. Senior sister didn't see it." Ruan Youqing was a little lucky. If senior sister really noticed it, she probably wouldn't send the work for him on her own initiative, and wouldn't let him continue to contact Tang Tu.Nothing after that will happen.

With a high probability, he will stay in the simple container in Venice, burning beakers and plates with the workers every day. He will neither have anything to do with Tang Tu, nor will he become a signed artist.He didn't have the opportunity to concentrate on what he liked, and he didn't have the opportunity to visit outstanding glass masters in Japan.He doesn't even know when he will truly have love, and he doesn't know if there will be a confidant in his long life.

"...Because I think..." Tang Tu looked away shyly and amused, "You look at me like that because you have other thoughts about me."

"Other ideas?"

"At that time, I didn't know that you couldn't hear clearly. You stared at my mouth like that. Either you were so picky about feelings, and you actually gave a hint to a stranger in public, or you deliberately aroused me because of your good looks. My attention hopes that I can treat you special and use me. I don’t agree with the latter, but I can still be polite. After all, it is possible that you are really a talented person who is eager to show yourself, but you just chose because you have nowhere to go. Inappropriate way. But for the former, I will instinctively run away. Especially..." Tang Tu paused, Ruan Youqing was waiting for his next words, but he suddenly leaned over.

"You Qi...? Huh?" As soon as Ruan Youqing opened his mouth, the other party pinched his chin and blocked it.

Tang Tu's teeth held his lips as if they were ravaging his own lips, biting lightly and reluctantly letting go: "Especially, the first time I saw you, I felt that I couldn't refuse you, but I don't talk to the artist about it." in love."

In fact, Ruan Youqing should ask, what are you doing now if you don’t fall in love with an artist?Paving the way for an artist, sending him to the most suitable place to study, taking care of all the trivial matters, even setting up a residence for two people to live together?

But the other party seemed to see through his thoughts and refused to give him a chance to speak.They accidentally pressed on the suit jacket that Tang Tu threw beside him, and Tang Tu's alcohol gradually spread from his lips to Ruan Youqing's consciousness.Tang Tu dragged his lover upstairs by the collar, "I'll take a shower first."

After taking a bath, Tang Tu smelled like a square, old-fashioned white soap, like a soft bath towel just taken back from the sun. People couldn't help holding it in their arms and sniffing deeply. It was clean, safe and warm to the touch.

"No need. I've already prepared for the shower..." Tang Tu pressed his hand.

"Then I'll go in..." Ruan Youqing whispered in his ear habitually.It seems to be polite, but it can be pushed forward without hesitation.

He likes to face Tang Tu's back, so that it can be overlapped and covered tightly, and he can see the butterfly with broken wings when he lowers his eyes.

But Tang Tu didn't agree, he had to see his face to be reconciled, and when their bodies became familiar, Tang Tu was no longer shy, no longer depressed, just tilted his head up and stared at him in a daze, catering to his rhythm. From time to time, she would hook his neck and kiss him, making Ruan Youqing swallow those sticky breaths and moan.

The monopoly of the Jinze Award was broken by a new artist, and Ruan Youqing suddenly became busy when the news came out.Originally, he wanted to devote himself to working on new works in the studio, but he had to accept an interview from time to time, or attend some dinner party with Tang Tu.

The collector who collected Last Kiss is a young man in his 20s, whose parents are businessmen.

"I finally saw it. Brother Tang Tu, why did you hide him so deeply before?" The other party toasted Ruan Youqing.

"No, he went to Japan." Tang Tu smiled and blocked the drink for him: "He's not very good at drinking, and there's an interview tomorrow."

The one who interviewed him was the editor of "Contemporary Art and Collection" who had previously interviewed Tang Tu and Cheng Mo.

"Have we met?" The editor brought a young assistant with him this time, his eyes were timid, and most of the time he lowered his head, only occasionally looking up at Ruan Youqing who was rarely wearing a suit.

"Yes." Ruan Youqing nodded: "At that time you interviewed Tang Tu and Cheng Mo."

The editor narrowed her eyes, and pondered for a while: "I remember, Mr. Tang seems to have said to me back then, that I will have a chance to meet Mr. Ruan in the future." She raised her eyebrows and smiled at Tang Tu: "Mr. Tang's eyes Poisonous as always."

During the interview, Ruan Youqing was concise and to the point, most of the time he only answered yes or no, and Tang Tu would considerately explain the rest for him.

"I will plan a solo exhibition of Ruan Youqing before the end of the year." Seeing that the teacup has bottomed out again, Tang Tu signaled Xu Hanyi to add tea with his eyes, while continuing to talk to the editor: "At present, there are too few domestic artists who use glass as a medium. The opportunity also allows everyone to have a close contact with the beauty of glass."

"When exactly?"

"It's not yet decided, it should be after October. I will inform you as soon as possible when the date is confirmed. I hope you can come and see it for yourself. After all, artworks, especially sculptures, can't be represented by high-precision photography. just in case."

"Of course. I have no reason to refuse such a young and handsome artist, hahahahaha." The editor who has been in the workplace is familiar with compliments, but the assistant next to him dare not look at people almost the whole time.The editor jokingly said: "Look, our new kid is nervous. Why don't you take care of all the interviews with Mr. Ruan Youqing in the future?"

"Ah...no need...not..." The little girl was ashamed and angry, "Senior..."

"Stop bullying the newcomers." Tang Tu helped her out, "I'll take you to the parking lot."

After countless discussions with Tang Tu and Cheng Mo, he finally decided on the topic.Because the beauty of glass is inseparable from light, let alone shadow, so the theme is "undercurrent and shadow movement".

"Enter the door to make a stained glass installation, avoid the bright yellow that is too saturated, and prefer a more hazy blue, pink, and purple. The tone of his works is cooler." Tang Tu pointed to the floor plan of Chuqing's exhibition hall and said, "We There is no need for natural light, so this installation will be a light box."

Cheng Mo asked Ruan Youqing: "If you have any ideas, you can express them, and we will realize them together."

Ruan Youqing casually compared a route on the floor plan: "It can be made into a maze entrance, using different colored glass to match the angle of the light, and colorful shadows will be spelled out on the ground."

"Well, we still need an iconic check-in point. Since we hope to attract people other than collectors." Tang Tu looked at Ruan Youqing, "Any ideas?"

Ruan Youqing nodded.He has many ideas, but he has been too busy recently to realize them: "But it will take time."

"If it's in time, if it's in time for Golden Week, there's still two months left." Tang Tu turned off the iPad screen, "Don't run around from tomorrow onwards, stay at home with peace of mind, I'll take care of other things."

The other party reached out to pat the back of his hand, and Ruan Youqing subconsciously held that hand.

"Hey, that, then you guys go first. Posters, brochures, and the website's promotional homepage let Liu Yan come up with a plan as soon as possible." After Cheng Mo finished speaking, he packed up his things and left Tang Tu's office. "Someone made an appointment to see it." Painting, I'm off to work, you can take care of yourself..."

Seeing Cheng Mo leave, Ruan Youqing sighed, "Do you want to go to such lengths for me?"

Tang Tu was getting up to relax his shoulders. Hearing the sound, he smiled lightly, and shook his chin: "This is our job, and it's not something you should consider at all. Let's do our own thing, okay, Teacher Youqing?"

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Young teacher >_