dizziness

When he woke up, Owen had a severe headache, but he didn't feel that he drank too much last night.

Drinking capacity is like this, you will always choose to become vulnerable when you are in a bad mood.

Dry-mouthed, he took a sip from the water glass on the table, and his eyes fell on the pile of ashes. Of course Owen still remembered what it was.

But it was easy to burn it, and he didn't regret it at all.

It's not surprising that people who are a lot of age will naturally have some painful memories.

Who is not like this at this age, there is always an unbearable relationship, although it can no longer influence your life, as long as you don't touch it, it will lie quietly deep in your body, neither painful nor itchy, but often Only one fuse is needed, and those familiar anxiety will be brought back.

Owen threw those ashes into the trash can, which is the best, and it's over.

He really didn't know whether to thank Ruan Miaomiao, or to scold him for choosing the paintings in those photos, igniting Owen's fuse, and let him completely burn those rotten memories.

Anyway, thanks to this kid.

Ever since I gave Ruan Miaomiao a class and parted ways, in the next period of time, every class was relatively peaceful, no one mentioned what happened that night again, and Owen just went to class step by step, occasionally taking advantage of Ruan Miaomiao When painting, secretly draw his profile, and then throw it in the trash as always.

Probably because of what Ruan Miaomiao said last time, Owen found that his desire for him was not as strong as before. Although he still had the urge to kiss him from time to time, he could control it very well.

Owen didn't admit that he was hit by Ruan Miaomiao, at most it was just that he was indeed past the age at which he was the only one to fall in love with.

Even so, Owen still does not intend to tell Ruan Miaomiao about Lin Zifeng.

This kind of thinking that you have to pull a back when you die, or if you don't get it, you will be destroyed together, maybe it is a bit shameful.

But Owen was indeed not generous enough to watch Ruan Miaomiao fall into the arms of others without changing his face.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed by, and the school's professional exams for freshmen came as scheduled. Owen was not worried about Ruan Miaomiao at all, and there was no so-called surprise training before the exam. Even on the day of Ruan Miaomiao's exam, Owen didn't say a word. Blessings like cheers.

It should be taken for granted that he passed the exam, even if Ruan Miaomiao performed abnormally, it was just a little behind in the ranking.

Lin Zifeng hoped that Ruan Miaomiao would still follow Ou Wenxue before he entered school, and Ou Wen readily agreed, seeing that little devil a few times a week, just treat it as seductive and protect his eyesight, there is nothing wrong with that.

Originally, for this exam, teachers with associate professors and above had to take part in the invigilation of the third exam, but Owen really didn't want to listen to those candidates describe the beautiful blueprint after entering the school all day, so he just found a reason and asked Lin Zifeng to help him ask for leave, and then slipped away .

The bar was still in full swing as usual, Owen saw Xiao Ruohan sitting in the old place, so he followed suit.

"Hey, isn't this Teacher Ou, why are you free today?"

Xiao Ruohan said sourly, and Owen also knew that because of Ruan Miaomiao's incident and his bad mood a while ago, he really didn't come here to show his face, so he just smiled and said: "There are a lot of troubles in school, you don't know .”

"Yeah, I thought you were afraid to come."

Seeing that there was something in Xiao Ruohan's words, Owen was a little puzzled: "What do you mean by that? Why don't I dare to come?"

"Ha, pretend to be in front of me," Xiao Ruohan smiled and approached Owen like a villain, "Since that beautiful boy came to you last time, the news has spread, saying that you, Owen, are working as a subordinate, and you are still being punished." A kid rider, isn’t that why you didn’t come?”

As soon as Owen heard it, he cursed inwardly, almost forgot about it, just wondering why people kept casting strange glances at him as soon as he came in.

This time, that boy Ruan Miaomiao did him a bad job.

It is obviously too late to refute the rumors, and if you pretend to be more, it will attract criticism even more. Owen forced himself to take a sip of wine calmly: "It's just a change of feeling occasionally, and it's quite tiring to keep doing it."

"Hearing what you said, it seems like you're still enjoying it. Hey, you won't be doing it all the time, are you? Don't compete with me for a man."

"Take your head, I'm not interested in being a downer, but..." Owen suddenly thought of Ruan Miaomiao when he said this, pulled Xiao Ruohan closer, and said in a low voice, "Hey, you have more experience in being a downer, let me ask you something thing, have you ever met a guy who feels better than anyone else, even if the other party's skills are poor?"

Xiao Ruo couldn't help laughing: "You mean that brat's skills are poor, but you are fucked very well?"

"Hey, can you stop talking so obscenely? I haven't done anything like that. It's not like you're afraid of stabbing you with a chainsaw, and you don't necessarily feel it."

Owen glared at him dissatisfied, but Xiao Ruohan smiled even more vigorously: "Haha, please, I'm well-maintained underneath, if you really can't figure it out, then find a man with good skills to fuck you and see if it will work." Much better."

"Fuck off! I was born to fuck!"

"Then why are you working with that brat as a subordinate?"

"This..." Owen didn't know how to speak, he lit a cigarette anxiously, and took two puffs, "At first I was going to be on the top, but every time it would be inexplicably changed to the bottom one, have you ever met?" Ever been in a situation like this?"

Xiao Ruohan restrained his smile, knocked on the table for a while and said, "Let me help you analyze it, you have always been on the top, but when you are with that brat, you will become the bottom, but you can't accept being fucked by other people, Is that what you mean?"

"perhaps……"

"Ha, then congratulations, you have found true love."

Owen sprayed the wine on the table and wiped his mouth indiscriminately: "True love?! But that guy's skills are really poor."

"You can tolerate poor skills, and your physical compatibility is so good," Xiao Ruohan said, patting Owen's shoulder with a cheap smile, "I'm afraid it's not just true love, it must be a soul mate, haha."

"Fart! That kid and I are not a shitty partner, he has someone he likes, okay?" Owen opened Xiao Ruohan's hand.

"Yo, I don't even mind being a spare tire. It's not like your style. It seems to be a predestined relationship~"

"You can look for it with peace of mind! I have nothing to do with him at all, so stop talking nonsense here!"

Owen realized that it was a mistake for him to ask Xiao Ruohan. This guy never said good things, he only saw his jokes, and he even said that he was a spare tire. Owen really felt that it was necessary to consider whether Continue to maintain a bad relationship with him.

But what Xiao Ruohan said, although it seemed to be ridiculed, had some influence on Owen's heart, at least he never thought about it.

At first, I was really interested in Ruan Miaomiao's appearance, but after such a long time of contact, even if Owen no longer has that strong desire for him, it doesn't mean that he won't be moved every time he sees Ruan Miaomiao.

Of course Owen does not believe that true love exists in this world, but he believes in habits, looking at the same person over and over again, thinking about the same person, and getting used to the feeling that can only be obtained from him.

That is something more deadly than any kind of emotion.

Owen looked around the bar, frowned slightly and said to Xiao Ruohan, "Hey, have you seen A Ling recently?"

"No," Xiao Ruohan shrugged, "I thought he was with you all the time, haven't you been in touch?"

"I haven't seen anyone for a while, and I can't get through the phone."

"Really, he won't have any accidents, won't you go to his house to see? Take care of him."

Owen smiled disdainfully: "Why should I care about him? It's not like you don't know that he and I are just acquainted with each other physically and have nothing else to do with each other."

"What a heartless fellow."

Xiao Ruohan rolled his eyes contemptuously, but Owen didn't bother to pay attention to him.

It's a pity that I can't contact A Ling, but the so-called pity is just that Owen has to spend energy and time to hunt again.

Man is really an inert creature, as long as there is one available around him, he would rather make do than find a better one.

Owen feels that he should adopt a multi-line development tactic. One of them is gone, and there are at least a few others, which is better than cramming at zero time now.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. To find a long-term bed partner again, the first time is very important, so when Owen found his prey tonight, he worked extra hard.

The reason why he worked so hard was that besides wanting to make a good impression on the other party, the most important point was that the boy's eyes resembled Ruan Miaomiao's.

Owen decided to make persistent efforts tomorrow and find someone with a similar mouth shape. Anyway, there are still a few days before he can get Ruan Miaomiao's facial features together.

But the only bad thing is that it is too fragmented. Considering his age and physical strength, Owen still restrained the urge to want 5P.

The school exams ended soon, and Owen started to get busy. Although he was able to escape the invigilator, he couldn't escape the next review of the candidates' paintings.

Owen walked into the classroom full of oil paintings. Several teachers were counting and sorting out. They couldn't help but be surprised to see Owen coming in.

"Excuse me, I want to ask about the painting of a candidate named Ruan Miaomiao, where is it?"

Owen politely asked a few people. The first test was to test sketching and copying, which were nothing interesting. The second test was to improvise oil paintings according to the theme. This time the test questions were unforgettable. Owen felt that it was too pedantic, but he still wanted to see Ruan Miaomiao. what will be drawn.

"Oh, Ruan Miaomiao, his paintings should be among the first few, in the front pile."

A female teacher pointed in the direction, and Owen simply thanked him. After walking over and looking at a pile of canvases, he felt a headache. It was really terrible to find out from so many.

Just as he was rummaging, the female teacher's voice came from behind him: "Mr. Ou, this student named Ruan Miaomiao is really interesting. You must have taught him?"

"Well, I just taught him before the exam, what's wrong with him?"

Owen didn't stop, but felt strange in his heart. It stands to reason that no one would know that he taught Ruan Miaomiao. Lin Zifeng was an honest man, and he didn't like to go through the back door through connections. No one even knew that Ruan Miaomiao was his son, let alone Go and say that you have taught that kid.

Another female teacher said with a smile, "It's a pity that I heard that Teacher Ou was ill and didn't take part in the invigilation of the third test."

"Isn't that right, Mr. Ou, you don't know. When this kid took the third test, the professors asked him what his future ambitions are. Guess what he said?"

Owen stopped and laughed awkwardly. Those old-fashioned students would ask this question. Aren't the answers all the same? Ruan Miaomiao can't come up with something?

"What did he say?"

"The kid said that his ideal is to become a painter like Mr. Owen. The faces of the professors changed when they heard that. It's so interesting!"

Owen couldn't laugh or cry. No wonder these people found it interesting. He has always been a backward member of the school. If he imitates anyone, he should not imitate him. He really admires Ruan Miaomiao. He is not afraid of being blacklisted by those professors when he says this.

"That's right, he said that..." Owen continued to search.

"Yes, only Professor Lin asked him why he wanted to be a painter like Mr. Ou. He said that Mr. Ou's paintings were the most special ones he had ever seen. I think that child will definitely take your class after entering school..."

The female teachers chattered non-stop, and Owen just dealt with it a few times casually, but he couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth. After being praised by Ruan Miaomiao in this way, he actually felt like winning a lottery ticket.

Just when Owen was indulging in joy and almost lost his patience in rummaging, the speed in his hands increased, and he turned over several canvases suddenly, but stopped suddenly, his smile stiffened, and he fell back a couple of times. Zhang, Owen took out the painting with a pale face.

When he saw the painting in its entirety, his first reaction was that it was painted by himself, and then he realized that something was wrong. He had obviously burned the painting, so it couldn't appear here, so he looked at the signature again.

Ruan Miaomiao.

Owen's brain exploded!It exploded at once.