sip the sky and you

Chapter 10 Chapter 10

Fang Yuan started to talk about his youthful thoughts in a dreamy and erratic tone.

Damn it's like telling a ghost story.Others reminisce about Things Past in a nostalgic tone, or sigh helplessly, but Fang Yuan's painting style is novel, and Huai Chun's mood is made utterly ungrateful by him.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Cheng Yin still listened carefully to his story about the past:

"When I was in the first year of high school, I didn't know everyone in the class very well. It was so hot that afternoon, the temperature was almost 5 degrees, I didn't want to go to school at all, and my mother kicked me out. Old Yang There were a lot of things to do, and he had to establish his prestige as a head teacher that day, so I was [-] minutes late, and I was fined to stand for two classes."

"I'm as hot as a sausage, red and sizzling."

Does someone describe himself like this, Cheng Yin thought, he was really lucky to meet Fang Yuan, who was so narcissistic that he floated up to the sky for a while, and fell to the ground and rolled in mud for a while.

Old Yangtou teaches physics and is also the class teacher. He is older and has a violent temper.Sometimes it hurts to treat students like their own sons, and sometimes they are very majestic when they are whole.

In the beginning, their classes were scattered and their discipline was poor. Lao Yang spent a lot of energy in disciplining the students.It's also Fang Yuan's bad luck, he hit the muzzle of the gun, so he shouldn't accompany him out to kill chickens and monkeys.

Fang Yuan continued: "The heat made me dizzy and drowsy. My sweaty eyes were blurry, and I just fell asleep standing up. I guess I had some heat stroke at that time."

Fang Yuan showed a smile at this time, "I was still dreaming, dreaming of Juliet. Among Shakespeare's plays, "Romeo and Juliet" is my favorite one. Juliet is so innocent and beautiful, strong and romantic."

"In the haze, I saw a white light. The beautiful Juliet smiled at me, her long hair was loose and loose. She smiled so beautifully, like a white dove."

Cheng Yin smiled, Fang Yuan was so cute, so frank.If he wants to say something, he can describe the most straightforward picture in his heart, and he is absolutely not afraid that others will laugh at him.

"Then you woke up." Cheng Yin continued his words.

"Yeah. Then I woke up, woke up by ice. Fang Ting took a cup of air-conditioned mung bean paste and stuck it on my forehead, she smiled very nicely." Fang Yuan raised his head, and continued: "She said :'Is it ice-cold? I'll give you a drink. Don't suffer from heatstroke, go in, Teacher Yang won't blame you.'”

I remember every word clearly.

Fang Yuan picked up the remaining bottle of beer, and drank slowly from the mouth of the bottle.Cheng Yin clearly saw that his eyes were a little wet.

"Romeo and Juliet is a tragedy. I know it. But Juliet is so pure and lovely." Fang Yuan became angry, and then slowly said: "I like Juliet very much."

"But I'm not a sentimental Romeo, I won't say such beautiful words. I'm not worthy of Juliet." He quickly drank the beer in the bottle, Fang Yuan threw the bottle on the table, bumping against the tissue box , making a blunt sound.

The sound of the music has long since disappeared, and Cheng Yin had turned off the music quietly a long time ago.

"Fang Yuan, life is not a drama." Cheng Yin looked at him and said: "We don't have a script. Don't keep dreaming, you think you are in a drama, but you are not. What you want, just get it yourself .”

"The person you like is not Juliet. It doesn't matter if you are Romeo."

Fang Yuan turned his head to look at him, "Do you think I'm a bit retarded?"

Cheng Yin didn't understand what he meant, so he repeated, "mentally retarded?"

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, "That is, if someone says this to you, saying that he fell in love with a Juliet, and sighs that he is not Romeo. Even if there is no deep enmity between the two families, he has not mustered up the courage to pursue the love in his heart. Juliet. Hearing such words, don't you think this person is mentally retarded and pretentious?"

"How could it be." Cheng Yin said quickly, "Fang Yuan, I think such feelings are beautiful. Really."

"Sigh." Fang Yuan sighed, "I think I'm chasing a shadow. The phantom of love."

"How to say?" Cheng Yin asked.

"After Fang Ting's smile overlapped with Juliet in the dream, I was chasing after it. In the last scene of "Romeo and Juliet", Juliet who woke up after the fake death drug had passed looked at Romeo who had just died beside her, and it was not immediately Crying or frightened, she blamed the dead lover in front of her eyes: "You drank it all? You are so stingy, you don't leave me any?" Then she whispered: "You must still have □ in the corner of your mouth.", Kiss on Romeo's lips. Then stabbed himself with Romeo's knife."

well.This kind of slender youthful love, Cheng Yin thought silently, no wonder Fang Yuan was asked to help him write the Chinese weekly diary and he was so good at compiling it.

"I have a Juliet in my heart. Rather, I have a phantom of love in my heart. I so admire martyrdom love, and I am obsessed with that kind of pathetic and passionate emotion." Fang Yuan suddenly raised his hand slowly, and stuck his Chest, "My love has fallen into a cage, and from then on the nightingale in my heart can only weep in the dark night, without seeing the moonlight and roses."

Cheng Yin felt deeply powerless.Fang Yuan is really in the second grade, so there will be a drama as soon as he expresses his emotions, if he doesn't hold him back, this person will immediately stick to the wall and tell his sorrow.Cheng Yin was a little depressed, why didn't he find out that this thief started acting again and played the role of an affectionate poet again.

So Cheng Yin stretched out his hand, looked at Fang Yuan sincerely and said: "Yuan'er, let's talk about something human?"

Fang Yuan looked at Cheng Yin with complicated eyes for a few seconds before uttering: "Cheng Yin, you are too simple."

Cheng Yin laughed out loud after hearing this, "Why?"

"Love is love, hate is hate."

Cheng Yin was even happier, "Isn't that right?"

Fang Yuan shook his head, and slowly said: "You are my best brother. I am afraid that if you fall in love with someone one day, you will be stubborn. You have no illusions, and if you love someone, you will be Really, that person must not be adulterated at all, and you will be very painful."

Cheng Yin thought for a while, and then gave him a determined smile, "Fang Yuan, if that happens, I will be very proud."

Fang Yuan looked at him fixedly, Cheng Yin's expression did not change.

Fang Yuan relaxed, spread out on the sofa, "Fortunately, I don't love men, otherwise you would be my favorite too."

"Fuck." Cheng Yin folded his arms exaggeratedly, "I don't like yours."

"Get lost." Fang Yuan finally laughed, "I like girls, cute girls!"

"Then," Cheng Yin said, "Cheer up. No matter how big a problem is, you've been depressed for more than two weeks."

"Okay." Fang Yuan said.

"There will be such a girl. The two of you are in love to the death, to satisfy your masochistic complex." Cheng Yin continued.

"Get out! You know what a fart!" Fang Yuan kicked Cheng Yin.

But Cheng Yin got up quickly, walked towards the door with a smile, "Let's go, go home."

The two paid their bills and headed home.It was already very dark.

"Fang Yuan, what are you doing on National Day? What should we do?" Cheng Yin asked.

Fang Yuan gave him a gloomy look, "It's no use. My mother quietly enrolled me in a cram school, it's during the National Day holiday, what kind of efficient learning method, specializing in methodology."

"Fuck." Cheng Yin opened his mouth wide, "It sounds so unreliable, why are you going?"

Fang Yuan looked dejected, "I can't help it, my mother only told me after signing up. It's 500 yuan a day, fuck."

"I'll go. It's so expensive, when will you be there?"

"Every day from [-] am to [-] pm, a total of five days." Fang Yuan said.

"Okay." Cheng Yin was a little helpless, "Then come out to play on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Okay. Our family eats dinner early, relatives should play late, I can go back later." Fang Yuan said.

This time, No. [-] High School even let it go for an extra day.There are two days left before the National Day holiday, and of course Cheng Yin slept in on the first day of the holiday.

When Cheng Yin woke up, the room was filled with warm light, making the windows look clean.

Cheng Yin was lying on the bed, looking through the half-opened window, only saw a ball of red light, but the edge was vague and unclear.

Moving his gaze upwards a little, he passed through the thin curtain, and a round of red sun was slowly rising upwards, with a clear outline.Its color is as bright as the freshest dew, like a ripe persimmon on the branch.

Cheng Yin stretched out his hand, and the palm was covered with light and dark lines.

He couldn't help laughing.Even though the sun looks like a red frosted ball, it still emits golden white light.

Cheng Yin lay on the bed, staring at that side.No one knows what kind of attraction the sky and the sun have for him.During the summer vacation, I painted sunsets all day long because I really like it.

Cheng Yin wants to be more literary and artistic, and the poetic flavor in his stomach can be turned into witty words in his pen at the moment.

However, Mr. Cheng, who obviously can't write poetry, is a very savvy person.

Looking at the sun shining on the earth, he was not only intoxicated by its beauty, but also deeply realized that in order to enjoy this beauty all the time, he should get up immediately to find something to eat.

So Cheng Yin quickly dressed and got up, walked all the way to the kitchen, and found a pack of toast and a carton of milk in the refrigerator.

As soon as I closed the refrigerator door, I got kicked in the buttocks.Cheng Yin trembled in fright, and slowly turned around, Cheng Ma was looking at him with her hands folded.

"Mom, what are you doing? You scared me." Cheng Yin inserted the milk straw.

Mama Cheng stared, "Are you sleeping well? What time is it?"

Cheng Yin immediately put down the milk, "Mom, don't be angry, it's not beautiful when you are angry. Besides, you didn't call me, didn't you feel sorry for your son studying too hard and wanted me to sleep well. I knew."

Cheng's mother smiled but did not smile, "No. Son, just now Fang Yuan's mother chatted with me on WeChat, saying that Fang Yuan got up early to make up lessons."

Cheng Yin laughed dryly, "My grades are pretty good, aren't I?"

Cheng Ma smiled and pinched his face, "It's really big."

"What?" Cheng Yin rubbed his face aggrievedly.

Cheng Ma said coolly, "Your face is really big."

What Cheng Yin wanted to say, Cheng Ma had already turned around and walked away, "Don't drink ice milk, brat. Let it sit for a while before drinking. In the afternoon, I made an appointment with Fang Yuan's mother to go to the beauty salon, and my father has also gone out. You prepare it yourself. Eat."

"Oh."

At six o'clock, Cheng Yin made himself fried rice, and went out with the drawing board on his back after eating.It is still the same place, the benches, the afterglow and the evening wind.

Cheng Yin was happy, and saw Li Yu again.He was sitting there with a notebook in his hand writing something.

Cheng Yin walked over and patted him on the shoulder, Li Yu turned his head, his eyelids opened a little, making his eyes clearer.

Cheng Yin sat down beside him, "Look at the sky, it's so beautiful."

Li Yu raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and smiled softly, "Yeah."

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, Cheng Yin set up the drawing board, and began to paint with color slowly.

At this time, there were very few people here, only a few birdsong came through the wind.

The tip of the pen was rustling back and forth on the paper. Li Yu looked up at Cheng Yin. He was standing in the front left, drawing seriously.

There is a little glistening sweat on the tip of the nose, the lips are tightly pressed, and the forehead and brow bones meet beautiful lines.

In short, pleasing to the eye.

Li Yu smiled, then lowered his head and began to write.

The sunset is really beautiful.Cheng Yin painted very slowly.

After Li Yu put away his pen, he still sat there, looking at Cheng Yin's painting.

When the rays of the sun disappeared completely and it was dark, the aunts rushed over with their stereos, and the music of the square dance was about to start.

The deep blue sky in the distance seems to be the shy sister of the night, the light and the dark are well blended, it is neither as dazzling as the day, nor as dark as the night is too deep, the birds meet the white pointed crescent, and the tall trees begin to appear. A pitch-black image was pasted on the sky.

Cheng Yin let out a long breath and lowered his arms.

Li Yu's eyes lit up, "Did you finish the painting?"

Cheng Yin nodded, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that his body was covered with paint, which looked pretty in pieces, and he was excited again, and said to Li Yu, "Do you want to see it?"

Li Yu replied honestly: "Yes."

Cheng Yin narrowed her eyes with a smile, and the dimple at the corner of her mouth was slightly sunken, "Exchange. I want to read what you wrote."

Li Yu laughed, "Okay." So he handed him the notebook and stood in front of the easel.

The original pure white painting paper now has extremely gorgeous colors.

Overlapping colors, traces of the brush back and forth, brushstrokes with appropriate shades.It was a very beautiful picture scroll.

The whole picture seems to be covered with a layer of light gold, warm as the sun, but there is no feeling of sluggishness.

The setting sun always seems to be associated with the sadness of parting.But Cheng Yin's paintings awe people for no reason, with a majestic vitality, they swept Li Yu overwhelmingly.

Not that it's such a great painting, but it's moving.

Li Yu's notebook is very thick and has written a lot.

Cheng Yin's eyes flicked over, almost all of them were poems or prose, full of writing, with dense revisions and annotations on the side.

However, he didn't intend to take a closer look.I just talked about exchanging the creations of each of them this afternoon.

He turned to the latest page, where he wrote some rambling thoughts at the beginning, and the last few paragraphs described the sky:

In the sky this evening, layers of pink are wrapped in purple, taking back some of the radiant rays of the sun, forming a gentle circle of light, sinking bit by bit on the horizon.

Mu Xin sighed, "Nian Yu wandered the world all his life, and he couldn't find a gentle person like porridge."

Fortunately, the rest of my life is still long, so I am temporarily romantic, but I am looking for someone who is as gentle as the sky.

Cheng Yin smiled, very interesting.My own paintings and Li Yu's articles have the same content at the same time and in the same scene.

The author has something to say: He is the one who is as gentle as the sky!The author yells.I am also very helpless for such a slow heat, I want to eat sugar.