clear road dust

The night was thick and the waves were monstrous.

Lu Qingchen was alone on the deck, and everything was dark and cold.He walked aimlessly and saw a bright light in the front cabin.He stood on tiptoe vigorously, leaned on the window and looked in, the music was melodious in the hall, the clothes were fragrant, and the prominent place in the middle was Shen Junhuai.He was smiling as always, with a glass of wine in his right hand, and he was talking to someone with his head turned.

"Jun Huai, I'm here!" Lu Qingchen eagerly wanted to run over, but couldn't find the entrance to the hall, so he had to slap hard on the narrow window on that side.

But no matter how he shouted or slapped, his voice was like mud falling into the sea, without a single sound.

He was circling anxiously, when suddenly a hand clasped his arm in the darkness, pulled him violently, and dragged him out.Lu Qingchen turned his head in horror, and there was a face in front of him that he would never want to see again.That face giggled ferociously and rudely, and the naked desire and madness in his eyes were like substance, tightly locking every inch of his skin.

"Jun Huai...help me..." Lu Qingchen struggled desperately, he knew that Shen Junhuai was separated from him by a wall, as long as he desperately called for help, even if he called for help, Shen Junhuai might hear him.The hand pierced his chest and abdomen, tightening the skin of his whole body, trying to drag him into the darkness step by step.He waved his arms desperately, trying to grab something, even if it was air.Finally, he saw Shen Junhuai suddenly turn his head and met his eyes asking for help.

See me, see me!

Lu Qingchen was overjoyed as if he was about to be pardoned, and hoarsely whimpered.However, the next moment, his heart fell into panic: Shen Junhuai looked at him coldly, even the smile just now disappeared.That look seemed to be looking at a stranger, indifferent, contemptuous, and with a little bit of disgust, it nailed Lu Qingchen's plea for help into hell.

Every expression on that face was magnified in the night, before Lu Qingchen's eyes.

He heard the shattering sound of his whole body's clothes, together with his heart.

"Hmm..." Lu Qingchen sat up suddenly, his back drenched in cold sweat, he looked around in a hurry, and turned his head to meet Shen Junhuai's face.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Shen Junhuai placed one hand on his shoulder, stabilizing his trembling body, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.He called his own name in his dream, begging for help in distress, as if he had encountered some unbearable torture.Even though Shen Junhuai was still upset about Xiao Mo's affairs at night, seeing him like this made her heart ache.

"Don't be afraid." Shen Junhuai said in a low voice, got up and went to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk, and fed it to Lu Qingchen.

After drinking the hot milk, Lu Qingchen's complexion improved a lot.He grabbed Shen Junhuai's arm, finally lay down again, and hugged his arm in his arms.When Shen Junhuai also lay down, he retracted his legs between the opponent's legs again, and buried his head in the quilt.In the absolutely safe posture he built, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qingchen's reddish face was scattered on his forehead, and his wet hair fell deep in Shen Junhuai's eyes, the meaning was unknown.Gradually, drowsiness hit him, and the inexplicable heaviness in his heart finally dissipated with Lu Qingchen's even breathing.

Hanxing Painting Club is the largest art club in Pingzhou, and it is quite influential in the whole south and even the whole country.In addition to exhibiting the works of famous artists, there is also a part of the exhibition area specially set up for new painters.The art exhibition is scheduled for the end of September. The low-pressure heat wave is gone, and the future is cold and cold. It is the most comfortable season in Pingzhou.One month before the art exhibition, Han Xing opened the door to receive works from novice painters from all over the country, and invited famous experts to judge and give excellent works to the exhibition, aiming to discover outstanding painters and inject fresh blood into the entire art world, thus attracting countless Works come in from all over the world.

Lu Qingchen is a talented player. He was already well-known in Nancheng's art circle when he was in college.Coupled with the blessing of his parents' reputation, his works have become frequent visitors to major art exhibitions in Nancheng.Reiki, unlimited, warm and moving colors, this is the unanimous evaluation of him in that small circle.

Leaving Nancheng and coming to Pingzhou meant that he left the small circle that had recognized him and started from scratch.

He was sitting in the co-pilot, twirling his index finger and thumb lightly, looking anxious.On the back seat was his entry, a mandala blooming at midnight, quietly lying in the painting tube, waiting for the judgment of the world.

He held the phone in his hand. Fifteen minutes ago, he just sent a text message to Xiao Mo: Today, Jun Huai will accompany me to Hanxing, let's talk again.

A short sentence is an explanation, but for Xiao Mo who is well versed in Lu Qingchen's character, this is too abnormal.From the style of writing to the tone of speaking, it seems that it is not Lu Qingchen's original intention.Xiao Mo chased after a phone call, and when the other party connected, he immediately said "I'm almost at your house", and then fell silent, because he was keenly aware of Lu Qingchen's embarrassment.

"...Xiao Mo, I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance, I've already left the house." Lu Qingchen still couldn't believe that Xiao Mo had other thoughts about him, and firmly believed in Shen Junhuai's misunderstanding, so at this moment, Xiao Mo's decision to miss the appointment Apologetically.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Mo asked, and then said firmly, "He made things difficult for you."

"Xiao Mo, let's talk next time." Lu Qingchen directly hung up the phone, glanced at Shen Junhuai again, and pretended nothing happened.He has never done something so impolite as directly calling the phone, which was not allowed in his education since he was a child.But in this closed compartment where he could clearly hear every word on the phone, he had no choice.Let's apologize to Xiao Mo another day!he thinks.

Now, what he cares more about is Shen Junhuai's attitude.Fortunately, that person was only concentrating on driving, and there was nothing wrong with it. The person who was pressing him last night returned to his usual calm and self-possession.

The two of them had nothing to say all the way until they arrived at Hanxing.

After filling out the application form, submitting materials, and registering works, I was so busy that it was almost noon.Lu Qingchen didn't dare to delay Shen Junhuai's time any longer, so he asked him to go to school and take a taxi home by himself.

The car called was parked on the side of the road, and Lu Qingchen just stretched out his hand to pull the car door, when he was grabbed from behind.Turning around, it was Xiao Mo with a dignified expression.Xiao Mo was carrying a kind of suppressed anxiety, but at this moment he kept a straight face and didn't speak. He just dragged Lu Qingchen along until he reached a quiet cafe on the corner of the street and sat down.

"I'm really sorry for letting you go today. I wanted to wait for Jun Huai to leave before I apologized to you alone." Seeing Xiao Mo's cold face, Lu Qingchen quickly poured him water and smiled softly. , looking at Xiao Mo helplessly, trying to explain in vain.

In front of her, this person is used to acting like a baby.Xiao Mo had mixed feelings in his heart, Lu Qingchen was like this when he was asking for help, or when he was in trouble.However, this is such a person, I don’t know when, from the younger brother to the role of a friend, he plunged into his heart, transformed into countless tentacles, tightly bound his beating heart, and melted into every end and even flesh and blood .

"Hey...you don't know, Jun Huai misunderstood us." Lu Qingchen continued, "I explained to him, how could you..."

"He didn't misunderstand!" Xiao Mo interrupted him, staring at the person in front of him with burning eyes, "I just like you."

"..." Lu Qingchen paused with his hand holding the coffee, he leaned forward, took a closer look at Xiao Mo's face, and suddenly laughed angrily, "What are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything, I just like you, I have always been." Xiao Mo stared at him, without a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said, "And Shen Junhuai knows."

Lu Qingchen couldn't laugh anymore.

When Lu Qingchen and Shen Junhuai were together, Xiao Mo realized his liking, and he thought about a showdown.But at that time, Lu Qingchen only had Shen Junhuai in his eyes, and Xiao Mo couldn't bear to put all his eggs in one basket, he was afraid that he couldn't even make friends.He can't find Lu Qingchen, but he can find Shen Junhuai.

If you treat him badly, if he's not happy, I'll take him away.

Facing Xiao Mo, who was still a student, Shen Junhuai naturally wouldn't take this childish threat seriously. He didn't even bother to do anything perfunctory, and just replied, "What you want to do is up to you. Nothing to do."

There is no oath of sovereignty, no jealousy and anger, not even redundant emotions.Shen Junhuai thought that he was not serious enough to be serious with a 20-year-old rival in love.And Xiao Mo thinks that Shen Junhuai doesn't care about Lu Qingchen.Relying on his poor experience in love, he combined all the performances of Shen Junhuai above and came to this result.Because if you care about someone, you will go crazy because of the coveting of others.

Since then, the seed of doubt that Lu Qingchen will not be happy following Shen Junhuai has been planted in Xiao Mo's heart.So he was waiting, waiting for the day when the person was tired and tired, and then came back.

Seeing Lu Qingchen again, he discovered the deep sadness hidden by the other party.It cannot be denied that apart from Lu Qingchen himself, maybe only Xiao Mo in this world can discover this sadness.

So, he didn't want to wait any longer.