Glass Butterfly

"...I think Tang Chenxuan is trying to trick me on purpose." Tang Tu rolled his eyes in a rare way.

"How come, it will take at least two or three months to prepare for the art exhibition. He can't predict the future." Ruan Youqing laughed inwardly.

"Forget it, let's go, everyone is here, go in and have a look."

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Tang Chenxuan, a tall man in a suit and leather shoes.The other party was saying goodbye to the guests who were leaving, and Ruan Youqing came forward to say hello when he saw the person walking away: "Teacher Tang."

"Yeah." The other party nodded, and he didn't see anyone else. He came up and pointed to the paintings hanging on the wall: "Have you heard of him, Italian, he is not very old, just in his early thirties, and he is also in the primary market recently. red."

Ruan Youqing was embarrassed for a moment, of course he had heard of it.It's just that he heard that Benito was a dissolute scumbag... If there is anything Ruan Youqing can remember about a scumbag, it must be that he unintentionally created the butterfly with broken wings on Tang Tu's back spine.

Tang Tu didn't seem to want to meet his father face to face, and when Ruan Youqing turned around, there were only strange faces around.He bit the bullet and talked with Tang Chenxuan alone for a while, but luckily the other party wasn't too interested in him, especially when he learned that he didn't want to leave the domestic market to develop in Europe, he didn't leave any disturbing dissatisfaction or retention, The scale is just right.Sure enough, he was the man's father, and while they communicated in different ways, they were equally neither complacent nor offensive.The two of them silently reached a consensus that this conversation can be terminated at any time without embarrassment.

"I won't bother you anymore." Ruan Youqing saw the gap between other collectors and Tang Chenxuan to say goodbye, turned and left the gallery.When he went out, he saw Tang Tu at the corner in front of him. The man was pushing away the hands trying to touch his hair with a look of disgust.

Ruan Youqing didn't approach rashly, but observed from a distance.

Just as Tang Tu described, Benito, the protagonist of this art exhibition, has blue eyes as beautiful as jewels and a healthy honey-colored skin with a golden luster, like a male model in a perfume advertisement, so sexy that it makes people dizzy .No wonder Tang Tu was coaxed back by sweet words when he cheated on him back then. Such a skin has too high a fault tolerance rate, and it is not enough to hurt the world and not enough to shake this beauty, not to mention that he has a slick mouth.

The hippie smiling face of the handsome Italian guy was pleasing to the eye. He embraced Tang Tu enthusiastically, but was ruthlessly rejected by the latter. He said to Tang Tu in English with an accent: "Long time no see, you look like an adult."

"It's been a long time, but you don't seem to have changed." Tang Tu's tone was a little harsh, but he still kept a smile that was neither salty nor light.

"Isn't there a saying in your country, which means that men are always children." Benito is also good at acting coquettishly, and Ruan Youqing was taken aback when he saw that the man slightly raised his sexy thick lips and pressed close to Tang Tu's side face, "Tang Tu...it's been so long, you're not still angry with me, are you? I miss you very much." He was as hands-on as Tang Tu described, intimate but not obscene , the eyes are sincere and warm, if it is a young boy or girl, it is really easy to be overwhelmed and distracted by him.

But the target of his attack at this time is no longer the boy who has no heart.

"No. Don't be angry." Tang Tu dodged to the side again, avoiding whispers to remind the other party, "I'm waiting for my boyfriend."

Originally, Ruan Youqing was afraid of Tang Tu's embarrassment, so he deliberately didn't go forward, but now the steps have been set up, and it is inappropriate to go over. As a boyfriend himself, he is also obliged to help Tang Tu get rid of these side effects, not to mention that the other party deliberately treats his little rabbit. The way Mr. plays up and down is not very attractive.

"Are you a friend?" Ruan Youqing walked up to Tang Tu and took his hand, and was immediately clasped tightly by the other's fingers.

"Ah? Oh, no, it's just acquaintance." Tang Tu realized, turned and said goodbye to Benito, "I wish your work a hot sale."

It sounds a bit mean, not like a compliment to an artist, but more like sarcasm.

Before Ruan Youqing could say hello, they strode forward and left the man who looked like a male model behind. Tang Tu didn't seem to be affected, Ruan Youqing sighed from the bottom of his heart: "This is the first time I see such a handsome man. "According to the calculation, this Benito is two years older than Tang Tu, and there is no sense of disobedience in acting coquettishly.

Tang Tu stopped and asked tentatively: "I was too mean just now... It stands to reason that all these years have already passed, but I couldn't hold back my anger when he started to play tricks. Isn't this no progress? I don't know how many people have been harmed in these years..."

There is no need for demeanor in front of Rotten Peach Blossom, Ruan Youqing nodded truthfully: "He was probably hurt by you. But he deserved it."

Tang Tu was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, and nodded: "Well, it deserves it."

They bought today's special set meal at the fish and chip shop on the street and took it home. Ruan Youqing has changed a little bit about British cuisine. It is not as unpalatable as it is spread on the Internet. The sauces made by each store are quite delicious.Chinese restaurants such as hotpot are not uncommon, and today's gourmet food with such advanced logistics is no longer bound by national boundaries.

In addition to the endless rain and the never-ending fog, he really likes the atmosphere of this place, which is fashionable but retains the charming old-fashioned style, such as an old British woman with a gold-rimmed mirror holding a book in the subway Read carefully, such as the retro top hats on some gentlemen’s heads and the chest handkerchiefs exposed in the pockets of suits, such as the antique shops left on the street and the flea markets favored by the locals.The people here are intoxicated by the life filtered by the long old time, everything is like an elegant and reserved feature film, without any hysterical indignity.

No wonder Tang Tu could grow into such a person.

"What are you in a daze for?" Tang Tu saw him squatting in a daze in front of the empty suitcase for a long time, and stretched out his hand to drag him up from the ground.They will leave here tomorrow to return to their busy lives, and Ruan Youqing knows that she will definitely miss Chihuly's chandelier and glass pyramid, including that rare other side of Tang Tu.

"Don't be afraid." Tang Tu pushed him into the chair, opened the bag he was going to carry with him and found a few small boxes, "I've already bought several earplugs with good reviews, as well as painkillers."

It turned out that the other party thought he was afraid of flying.

Ruan Youqing took the colorful box and opened it to see. The soft material would collapse when squeezed, but it could also rebound slowly.Tang Tu's hands subconsciously rubbed his ear cartilage: "The doctor said it's all right, so it must be all right." He spoke without confidence, like talking to himself.

"I'm not afraid, it's just that I haven't played enough." Ruan Youqing grabbed the man and sat on his lap while he was unaware, "I haven't seen the mummy yet."

Tang Tu's face suddenly enlarged, and he kissed his eyes for the first time, and his earlobe for the second time.

Ruan Youqing embraced the soft flesh of his side neck, retracted her teeth, and held it gently with her lips, being careful not to leave marks.

"...Mmm..." I don't know if it was an itchiness, but when the other party sighed, it was facing his ear, and a small gust of hot air rushed in, as if blowing directly into his brain.He threw away those small boxes with numb fingers, and naturally grasped Tang Tu's waist with his palm, and unconsciously pulled his shirt.

The other party also seemed to like the way he was wearing a suit. While kissing him, he used his fingers to unbutton his collar, the first, second, and third buttons.

Then there was a sudden knock on the door, and the two froze at the same time, staring at each other's lips to calm down and pant.

Tang Tu let go of his hand first: "It's a good thing we're going back." Ruan Youqing was also a little helpless as he didn't know how many times he was interrupted at home suddenly.

Waiting for them in the restaurant downstairs was Wu Feifei. Before they returned to China, this mother who didn't look like a mother actually baked some soft cookies: "You didn't have a good meal at night, let's make a cushion."

The outside is crispy and the inside is not too sweet and greasy. This cookie comes from expert advice.Ruan Youqing looked up at the butler who was pouring tea for her, who was extremely calm.This courtship was unclear, and the air was very silent, but Wu Feifei didn't seem to be very good at reading air, so she asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Tang Tu replied yes, and then Wu Feifei signaled the housekeeper standing beside her to go to her studio and take out a small size painting of size 3: "For Youqing." The picture was like a sea scenery that cannot be seen clearly, A harmonious blend of blue, white, blue, and green intertwine, making Ruan Youqing instantly think of the image refracted by polished glass into multi-faceted crystal.

Ruan Youqing was a little flattered that a small-scale oil painting by Wu Feifei was clearly priced at $10,000+ in the primary market.

"Xiaotu said that you live together, and there is nothing to give you except paintings. It depends on his father's intentions." Wu Feifei is a self-paced person. In the room, a piece of lace skirt disappeared lightly.

"Accept it. That's how she is." Tang Tu has gotten used to her rhythm, "But it's rare that Mr. Wu has eyes for you. My cousin asked her for a painting when she got married, but she didn't agree."

"Send me to coax you." After all, not long after losing a relative, Wu Feifei should still be touched in her heart. Seeing her son leaving again, her maternal instincts must have exploded.Ruan Youqing began to look around for foam boards to protect the painting, planning to return some gift.

On the return flight, the painkillers and earplugs took effect. Ruan Youqing was pleasantly surprised to find that the pain almost disappeared except for half an hour after takeoff, but there was still nothing to do about the tinnitus. But he was already very satisfied. I slept soundly for two or three hours.When he woke up, he found that Tang Tu was a little tired and yawned profusely.You don't need to ask, you know it must be because you are worried about something wrong with him and you haven't slept well. From time to time in your sleep, you can feel cold fingers gently touching his forehead.

It happened to be noon when they returned home. Tang Tu did not catch up on sleep immediately, but started to deal with the work accumulated in the half month since leaving. In the cubic showroom.

The name of this work is "CYAN", and it can be said that it was specially created for him if it is arrogant.Sitting in front of the painting, he thought of Wu Feifei's slender and morbid image, which is completely opposite to the powerful brushwork.She demonstrates the meaning of the word flexibility very well.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Tu put down the phone and walked to him.

"I want to make something. Make something different from before."

He melted the glass rod and tried his best to pull out glass filaments thinner than the tentacles of jellyfish. After breaking countless times, he finally found the right combination of strength and temperature.He weaves and paints with glass silk thread, like more three-dimensional embroidery, like carefully woven translucent lace, flexible and beautiful.

He packed the first brushed glass sculpture with three layers inside and three layers outside, and entrusted professionals to send it to London as a return gift for the oil painting.

Not long after, a photo of this work appeared on Wu Feifei's personal website, which caused a small sensation.The number of clicks on Ruan Youqing's page on Tubai's website surged, and more people in the European art market began to notice this young glass artist.

So Ruan Youqing struck while the iron was hot and opened a new series of "Latitude and Longitude", which are three-dimensional abstract paintings patiently molded with glass filaments. The size is not large, but collectors at home and abroad are scrambling to contact Tubai hoping to collect one of them.

Except for those who were willing to wait patiently for a year and a half, Tang Tu declined all of them for a very simple reason. This piece of work seems simple, but in fact it took nearly half a month of hard work to complete.

"This work is too much for the eyes..." When he got home, he forcibly pulled Ruan Youqing off the work chair and threw him on the sofa, covering his eyes for him to rest without any explanation.

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