sex addict

You can't hide your liking for someone, even if you cover your mouth, it will still come out of your eyes.

On the day of the excellent design exhibition that arrived as scheduled, even though it was Saturday, Song Yao still followed the regular schedule and got up on time. In order not to disturb his roommate who was sleeping late, he could only wash up gently, and then took his schoolbag and computer to go out for breakfast , and then go to the library.

When I went back to the dormitory for lunch break at noon, Xie Hao, who was not home at night, still didn't come back. Master Zhou and the fat man hadn't woken up yet. I wondered if Song Yao's movement with the camera was too loud to wake up the fat man. He muttered on the bed: " My son, I am sorry for you, you can go to the exhibition hall by yourself today, it is too painful for me to get up..."

Although Song Yao looked helpless, it was expected, so he just replied "Then I'm going out" and went to the exhibition hall with the admission ticket and camera.

Most of the exhibitors in this excellent design exhibition are the works of the alumni of the Academy of Fine Arts. Although there are some famous masterpieces, but because the theme of this exhibition Song Yao is not particularly cold, so I just took a few works with unique colors and clever layouts and planned to leave. up.

While walking, he scanned the exhibited works with sideways eyes, and when he was slightly disappointed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a painting attracted him.

In a row of thick and colorful watercolor works, a black and white sketch is particularly abrupt, and its very different style is even a bit out of place in front of other works. It's not that the painting is not good, but it makes people feel inexplicable.

Song Yao couldn't help but take a closer look—"sex addict", a very special name.He stopped and stared blankly for a long time, but never raised his camera to take pictures.During the period, he frowned from time to time, and he couldn't even tell what kind of feeling it was. It was very strange. Maybe the painting itself was very strange, so it left a strange feeling on the people who saw it.

This painting called "Sex Addict" has a weird layout, with a large blank area on the upper left, only a man kneeling on the ground with his legs opened to the maximum extent on the lower right, and his head tilted back makes people wonder whether it is Still attached to the neck.The man in the painting is tearing the T-shirt on his chest with his left hand, and his right hand is stretching out to the blurred figure in the distance. This posture looks a bit distorted.If you look closely, you can still see the contradictory expression on this person's face that is filled with desire but restrained by gritted teeth. The tightly wrinkled eyebrows press down on the eyelids. There is nothing other than pain in the slightly opened eyes. A drop of blood spilled from the lower lip that was bitten hard by the teeth, and a line of clear tears hung down the cheek.

Song Yao was so engrossed that he didn't even realize that someone was walking behind him.

"Sex addiction refers to intense, compulsive, continuous or periodic sexual-impulsive behavior in an individual. Sex addiction is best described as a progressive intimate obsessive compulsive thought and behavior disorder." Song Yao was taken aback by the magnetic male voice explaining, and then looked at this rude person.

I saw the boy in front of me with tall legs and long legs. He should look about 185. The dark brown slightly curly hair can't tell whether it is natural or dyed. People tend to associate it with the deep voice, which looks so mysterious and charming. The thin lips and a slanted smile are a bit too good-looking. The sharp-edged facial contours seem to be carved according to their wishes. Cheng, the only fly in the ointment is that the bridge of the nose is not high enough, but I have to admit that this does not affect the perfect proportion of the facial features.Coupled with a casual outfit, the whole person is casual and chic, which is very seductive.

Song Yao suddenly realized that he had been staring at a person of the same sex for so long, and felt a little embarrassed, so he changed the topic: "If it's just such a one-sided understanding, I don't think this work has a chance to be hung here. I like this painting .”

The boy smiled, walked to Song Yao's side with great interest, and stood side by side with Song Yao to admire the painting, then glanced at Song Yao and asked, "Why do you like it? Many people don't like this painting, including my instructor."

"Then I should be one of the minority." Song Yao was about to leave after speaking, but was stopped by the boy's hand: "Hey, hey, don't go, you haven't said why you like it yet."

Song Yao felt a little disgusted with this stranger's stalking, and his good impression of him at first glance was gradually worn away, he looked up at this boy: "Like is just like, why do you need so many reasons? The boy shrugged: "Yes, but I just want to hear what you have to say."

Seeing Song Yao's puzzled expression, a smile flashed across the boy's face, and he stretched out his hand in a gesture of shaking hands: "Hello, Mu Cheng, Mu Ruqingfeng's Mu, Huang Shicheng's Cheng." Song Yao was stunned. After a while, I took a glance at the lower right corner of the painting—Mu Cheng, Class 1012, Design Academy, Academy of Fine Arts. It turned out that the word was pronounced cheng.

Song Yao gave the boy named Mu Cheng an embarrassed yet polite smile, then stretched out his hand to hold the slender and well-articulated hand that had been standing in mid-air for a long time: "Song Yao, Song of Tang Poetry and Song Ci, Yao Tian Shunri’s Yao." After finishing speaking, he immediately withdrew his hand and looked at Mu Cheng arrogantly: "Others are the author explaining the spectator to watch, why do you do the opposite, let me be a spectator to give you an author commentary?"

Mu Cheng pursed his lips and said awkwardly, "Whatever, it's just a painting."

Seeing the disappointment in Mu Cheng's eyes, Song Yao said, "Don't put on a downcast look, I'm not stingy with one or two comments, I just don't want to make a fuss in front of the author, let alone me I really can’t tell why I like this painting, maybe it’s because of the title, maybe it’s because of the layout, maybe it’s because of the feeling, but I just like it anyway.”

Hearing these few words, Mu Cheng was inexplicably happy, especially when Song Yao said the word "like", he still felt like his heart skipped a beat.

Mu Cheng said with a smile: "Isn't there a very clichéd saying... Oh, love is presumptuousness and love is restraint? When you love someone deeply, of course you will have a desire for her body, but Out of the original intention of pursuing holy love, this desire for extreme restraint is strong, forced, intermittent and long-lasting, afraid of losing before getting it, and being disgusted after getting it. This feeling is easy to make people commit crimes, isn't it? But not all sex addicts are criminals, even if all sex addicts are miserable."

Song Yao turned his eyes to the painting, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Maybe." Then he nodded to Mu Cheng to indicate that he should go first, then turned and left.

Mu Cheng looked at Song Yao's back and smiled contentedly. God knows how shameful it is for Mu Cheng to betray his male sex for the sake of those two tickets. How awkward, God knows how beautiful it is when Song Yao looks up at Mu Cheng, still saying the word "like" in his mouth, God knows how happy Mu Cheng is now.

It turned out that Mu Cheng inquired about the contact information of Song Yao's three roommates, and went to the organizer of the Excellent Design Exhibition to ask for two tickets for Saturday's Excellent Design Exhibition, and used a "beautiful man trick" to ask the girl from the propaganda department to give them the tickets. Song Yao's roommate, ask Song Yao's roommate to ask Song Yao to go to the exhibition hall, so that he and Song Yao can meet by chance.

In fact, at the beginning, Mu Cheng didn't have much hope for Song Yao's three unreliable roommates, and in Mu Cheng's plan, he wanted to strike up a conversation with Song Yao. When he was still confused about why, Song Yao just stopped and looked at his painting for a long time.He knew that the opportunity had come.

So the scene just happened.It seems that the saying "routines have won people's hearts since ancient times" still has some truth.