Glass Butterfly

Ruan Youqing herself is not a person who likes to go out, and almost all her memories of Ciqing are divided into three points: home, elementary school and kiln factory.

After walking around the school, he dragged Tang Tu to Porcelain Street not far from the kiln factory.

Tang Tu wore a knee-length cyan trench coat, a powder blue scarf with gray stripes around her neck, and the iris brooch pinned to the exposed lapel.Shopkeepers are naturally more attentive when they see such well-dressed people, standing in front of the door and greeting them one by one.

"Is there a master with good craftsmanship?" Tang Tu asked in a low voice in his ear, as if he had become interested in the small and exquisite incense burner on the shelf. "It's very unique, but the craftsmanship is a bit rough."

Ruan Youqing took a closer look at those Boshan furnaces, the mountains were blurred, and the shapes of birds and animals were funny, indeed rough.He didn't have any accent, and he asked the boss the price casually, and he opened his mouth like five or eight.

"Go back and ask my grandpa. Don't be taken advantage of." Ruan Youqing took Tang Tu and turned around to leave. The store behind him shouted the price from [-] to [-] within a few seconds. of.

"Our place is quite boring, so young people have gone to big cities to go to school and work. There is a river nearby, but you can't play in the water in winter." Ruan Youqing saw Tang Tu's cheeks flushed by the cold wind, "Let's go, let's go back."

"Why don't you take me into the porcelain factory where grandpa works?" Tang Tu, who always liked to hide from the cold, took the initiative to hold him back.

"It's just a very ordinary small factory. Today is Saturday, so we don't start work." The sun started to set after four o'clock in winter. "If you want to see porcelain firing, maybe next time."

"Then let's go to your grandfather's office. Is it possible to get in?" Tang Tu didn't regret it, and only looked at the closed iron gate not far away with thoughts.

Ruan Youqing didn't expect Tang Tu to be so interested in his past, and they had no place to go, so he led someone to the door of the reception room and knocked on the window. The uncle lived here alone for many years, and now he has gray hair .Ruan Youqing grew up under his nose, and he got the door key just by saying hello.

"Get something for your grandpa?" The uncle greeted him casually at the top of his voice.

"Well... I'll be out in a while." Ruan Youqing was not used to bluffing people, so she hastily prevaricated.

They climbed up to the third floor and pushed away the office. The dark sky made the place even more quiet and old.

"It's actually nothing to look at."

There are several sets of old desks and chairs in the empty room, which have not been changed for many years.The masters stay in the workshop most of the time, and occasionally come over and lie on the table for a break in the morning.When he was a child, he spent most of his time waiting here alone. In winter, there would be delicious roasted sweet potatoes, and in summer, the ceiling fan creaked above his head to make the dry air thicker.

Ruan Youqing pulled away the chair that my grandfather used to sit on, and sat on it. The glass plate on the tabletop has not been damaged after more than 20 years of use, but the things pressed on it are more messy.Tang Tu bent down to get closer, and looked at those old photos with him, there were photos of the old couple when his grandmother was still alive, there were Ruan Youqing's parents, and the rest were photos of him when he was a child.

The child who was doing homework raised his head from the desk, staring at the camera with big clear eyes without panicking or smiling.Tang Tu pointed to the open notebook in the photo and asked, "Why do I have to write the same word so many times?"

Ruan Youqing narrowed her eyes and recognized for a while: "It should be punished. I can't hear the dictation."

Tang Tu's face froze, he took a light breath, raised his hand to rub his ears, and then smiled: "You probably don't feel wronged."

"Well, there's nothing to do anyway. Just write a few more words." Ruan Youqing said lightly, but Tang Tu couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart.Ever since he met this person, he has accepted everything that fate gave him, without any complaints, and without any compromise. Exuberant vitality.

They also accidentally saw Ruan Youqing's magazine interview last year.In the picture, the young man in a black suit looks at the camera calmly, looking quite young and promising, but his eyes are not much different from when he was a child, they are still clear and bright.

"This is..." Tang Tu pointed to the corner.

It was an old photo with a little faded color. In the photo, Ruan Youqing was only 5 or 6 years old, with black pupils, wearing a clean T-shirt, and was being fed by another person's hand with his mouth open. snack.Although the owner of that small hand can only enter from the back, such a slender hand must belong to his only childhood playmate.

"Why isn't there a frontal photo of the two of you together?" Tang Tu wiped the baby fat cheeks in the photo with her fingertips through the glass plate.

"I didn't take a few photos at first, and my grandfather probably tore them up and threw them away." Ruan Youqing raised her head, frowned, and pressed his lips with her knuckles: "Don't bite."

"Ruan Youqing." The other party suddenly called her full name, then turned to look at the two windows, "Which one is it?"

"What is which?" He didn't understand, let alone where the sourness in this sentence came from.

Tang Tu stared at him with the backlight, and the sunset outside the window behind him was burning warmly, painting his outline with a layer of furry orange, looking down at him like a wild cat with ulterior motives: "Where is the window sill where you do your homework?" Which."

Ruan Youqing was a little puzzled by the suddenness of this question, but still answered: "I have written both. But most of the time it is on the table."

Tang Tu walked to the window alone, and stood quietly for a while. When he looked sideways at him, his eyes flashed, and he asked quietly, "I was asking, which side did you kiss Jiang Jilan from?"

"……left."

He finally understood the other party's intention for coming here, so he pushed the chair back to its original position, walked to the window, looked at the pair of amber eyes reflected by the setting sun, and then leaned over.

There is no heating in this building, and the office is a bit gloomy and cold when not working. Tang Tu's lips licked like a fruit jelly just taken out of the freezer. Restore.

After the kiss was over, he straightened up and asked the other party if he was satisfied with his eyes. Unexpectedly, Tang Tu was not satisfied with such a short and gentle flirting. After he let go of his mouth, he immediately grabbed his collar and kissed him back without any reason. Be vague in public.

Those soft lips rubbed against him, the tip of the tongue gently entangled with him, kissing deeply layer by layer.

The other party even took the initiative to unbutton the windbreaker, and pulled Ruan Youqing's arm into his warm clothes.Out of habit, Ruan Youqing's palm naturally pressed down on his back, where the butterfly rested.

The cold wind squeezed into the room through the window cracks, but Ruan Youqing didn't feel the cold at all, only the hot panting and pounding heartbeat were left in her ears.He held the person tightly in his arms, together with the other person, forgetting time and space, from light touch to entanglement, from temptation to scramble, carefully carved out all the details that a kiss should have, and then let them all melt.With his fingers gently pressing against the warm skin through the delicate fabric, he could hear a short hum that was vaguely mixed in the breath. He swallowed everything from his lips, but still felt that it was not enough. They pulled away their respective rationality and restraint, Crushed into intoxication, out of control.

In a trance, his fingers were caught, and something cold was caught on the ring finger of his left hand. Ruan Youqing was startled, and his consciousness gradually returned to his mind.

Tang Tu let go of him panting, and smiled at his stunned expression.

Ruan Youqing raised his left hand, the plain platinum ring at the root of his ring finger reflected the orange-red clouds.A square-cut baguette diamond is embedded on the ring arm with the same width, which is generous, simple and extremely sparkling.

"This is..." Ruan Youqing touched the ring with some edges on the upper and lower edges

"You once said that your love is beautiful. I asked you what it looked like, and you said that you wanted me to possess you." Tang Tu took out the box from his pocket and opened it, and there was another one that was exactly the same.He stuffed the box into Ruan Youqing's hands, "So, if you agree or not, let me monopolize you in the future."

Rings, sunsets and special confessions.

Ruan Youqing never thought that one day she would experience such a ceremony.The heartbeat that had just calmed down accelerated again. He had seen those people who cried out of control during the marriage proposal. He thought it was exaggerated, but now he held his breath with some empathy.

He took out another ring and held out his hand to Tang Tu.The man handed his left hand into his palm without thinking. Ruan Youqing slowly pushed the ring onto the slender ring finger. Their eyes followed the small metal object, but suddenly stopped at the second knuckle not moving.

Tang Tu raised his eyes in surprise and raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

Ruan Youqing calmed down, and calmly pinched the ring around his joints and spun it around for a while before asking, "Tang Tu, so do you believe it now?"

The other party didn't ask anything back, but nodded slowly but solemnly.

Ruan Youqing took a deep breath, pushed the ring to the base of her finger, and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Tu hugged his head and rubbed it.

"Why did you choose this place?" Ruan Youqing was a little puzzled.When kissing, he thought that the other party was just jealous, and never expected that there would be such a meaningful follow-up.

Tang Tu's eyes were filled with a sly smile: "When you come back here in the future, what will you think of when you think of this place?"

Ruan Youqing was dumbfounded.This person said that he wanted to monopolize him, but even his memory was included.He had a shallow and hazy first kiss here, and Tang Tu is going to cover it with a romantic and long deep kiss. He received a cheap glass marble here, and Tang Tu is going to put a lifetime oath on him. .

This person is finally willing to let go of his heart and is willing to believe in his love.

The wind picked up on the way back, Ruan Youqing took Tang Tu's hand and put it in his pocket: "Are we married like this?"

"If you like, you can go back to the UK to register with me. If you don't mind the trouble, you can also hold a ceremony and invite your friends and family."

Ruan Youqing immediately vetoed it in his imagination: "If you don't want the ceremony, grandpa will die of anger."

After they returned from Ciqing, they began to prepare for the art exhibitions in New York and Hokkaido non-stop.

"You really don't mind?" Ruan Youqing confirmed again, "You don't mind at all?"

Tang Tu helped him fold the sweater: "What do you mind, do you mind if you have a brother who cares about your career?"

"...Forget it, I'll call him, we're not going." Ruan Youqing took out his mobile phone and dialed a long number.

"You're kidding!" Tang Tu snatched his phone hastily, "Don't make trouble, everything is almost ready, and the exhibition hall over there has started to be remodeled, don't make such jokes."

Ruan Youqing twisted one of his arms, and said with a serious face, "I don't want us to quarrel over this matter."

"Don't quarrel. I was really joking just now." Tang Tu blushed with anxiety.

Seeing that he was getting angry, Ruan Youqing took back the phone and handed it to him: "No." In fact, he hung up the moment the dial was made.

"You!" Tang Tu tapped his forehead, "Don't make such jokes about work."

"Then if I'm asking you seriously..."

"Of course I don't mind." Tang Tu smiled and waggled her fingers, "I'm still wearing the ring, but I still don't mind what to do with it. But there's no guarantee that others won't mind."

Ruan Youqing was in a fog when he heard it.

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