The chaos in Mi Sheng's studio reduced Chen Xingze's sleepiness.
"This is too messy." Chen Xingze looked at the room with almost no place to stay, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Is this a place where people live?"
Clothing and magazines are everywhere in the studio, and the floor is covered in scrap paper that almost doubles as a rug. There is a window in the room, but it can be seen that it has not been opened for a long time. The ventilation in the room is very poor, and it is full of smoke and damp smell.
"Just make do with it, don't be picky." Mi Sheng cleaned up the bed in the past. The studio prepared a single-person camp bed, and a lot of clothes were piled up on the small bed. Mi Sheng pushed aside all his clothes, pointed to the bed and said to Chen Xingze, "Go to sleep."
Chen Xingze regretted not going out to find a hotel to stay.
"Can I take a bath..." Chen Xingze asked hesitantly. This is the minimum requirement. He sweated a lot and felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't fall asleep without taking a bath.
"Yes." Mi Sheng pointed to the direction of the bathroom.
Chen Xingze put down his backpack and went in to take a shower.
While Chen Xingze was taking a bath, Mi Sheng tidied up the bed again, then sat by the bed and smoked. He also hadn't rested for a long time. It should be longer than Chen Xingze, but he was not tired. The sound of water from the bathroom seemed to wash away all his fatigue.
Mi Sheng put out the cigarette, walked to the door of the bathroom, and pushed in.
Chen Xingze was startled, pulled the shower curtain tightly, and roared, "What are you doing!"
Mi Sheng put a set of clothes on the hanger.
"I'll give you a change of clothes, why are you nervous?"
"You didn't even knock on the door!"
"Knock, you didn't hear."
"impossible!"
After Mi Sheng finished putting away his clothes, he washed his hands confidently. Chen Xingze shouted, "The water is getting cold!" Mi Sheng quickly left the bathroom before laughing. He leaned against the wall at the door, thinking that Chen Xingze's body, which he had just swept away, was like a pure seedling growing on the pure land, which made people elated.
After Chen Xingze took a shower, he changed into Mi Sheng's clothes and came out. They were of the same stature, and they were dressed appropriately. Chen Xingze rummaged through his bags while wiping his hair, Mi Sheng sat on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, admiring the young body.
"Little devil, stay for another day tomorrow, and leave the day after tomorrow."
"why?"
"I'll show you around, this is your first time here?"
"I'm not here to travel."
"It's all coming."
Chen Xingze didn't speak, and Mi Sheng stretched his long legs and kicked him. "How come you don't understand how polite you are?"
Chen Xingze squinted and turned back, sneering. "Ah, you are the most polite!"
Mi Sheng smiled shamelessly, "Of course."
Chen Xingze's eyes twitched, and Mi Sheng asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Contact lens case."
"Are you nearsighted?"
"Um."
Chen Xingze took off his invisibility and put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Mi Sheng looked curiously.
Chen Xingze asked, "Where do you sleep when I sleep?"
"Sleep with you."
"… "
After judging Chen Xingze's expression, Mi Sheng smiled and said, "Just kidding, you don't have to worry about me. Get some rest early and I'll take you out tomorrow."
Chen Xingze was lying on Mi Sheng's bed, stunned for a while. The faint scent on the quilt was the only thing that Chen Xingze felt to be commendable in this broken room. He smelled the smell, and gradually fell asleep.
Letting go of his worries, Chen Xingze felt bright. His biological clock is relatively fixed, opening his eyes on time at seven in the morning.
The bar was very quiet. Chen Xingze didn't know where Mi Sheng was. He bumped into Jo on the first floor and nodded to say hello.
"Morning, are you awake too?"
Jo's eyes hadn't opened yet, and she blurted out: "Wake up, wake up at night."
"… "
Jo was unshaven and did not go back to the room after using the toilet. Instead, he called Chen Xingze to the back kitchen and brought out milk and snacks.
Chen Xingze was feeling hungry and took the food.
"Thank you, go back to sleep, I'll just stay by myself."
Jo lit a cigarette to wake up.
"It's okay, what are your plans for today?"
"Mi Sheng said he wanted to take me out for a walk."
"So you're ready so early?" Jo smiled lazily. "It would be nice if he could get up in the afternoon."
Chen Xingze drank the milk silently.
Jo: "Don't you blame him?"
"It's alright..." Chen Xingze put down his breakfast and looked at Jo and said, "Everything he said is false? Has he never had a regular boyfriend?"
Jo smoked a cigarette and slowly recalled, "There was one a long time ago, and he was probably your age at that time, but it was divided later, and there was no fixed after that."
Chen Xingze felt that this topic was a little private, and it was not easy to ask further questions. Jo finished smoking a cigarette and felt that she still couldn't counteract her sleepiness, so she said hello to Chen Xingze and went to sleep.
Chen Xingze felt full of energy after breakfast, thinking that he had nothing to do anyway, so he simply went back upstairs to clean up the room. He cleaned up the inside and outside of the studio, swept out some rotten fruit under the bed, and nearly spit out his breakfast in disgust.
After more than two hours of work, Chen Xingze reluctantly sorted out the studio. He pushed open the old window with great effort. Outside the window was an old community with a good environment and lush trees. Chen Xingze simply took a shower after his work. When he came out, the air in the room had been filtered, fresh and bright.
Chen Xingze pulled out a book from his bag to pass the time.
Mi Sheng woke up at around twelve o'clock, much earlier than Jo expected. He came to the studio in a daze, and at the door saw the boy leaning against the bedside reading a book.
Mi Sheng stood for a while and was discovered by Chen Xingze.
"you're awake?"
"Is there a burglar in this house?"
Chen Xingze was expressionless, Mi Sheng chuckled lightly, and came over to sit at the end of the bed.
Chen Xingze felt that his state had not recovered much.
"did you sleep well?"
Mi Sheng looked over, facing the light, his eyes could not be fully opened. During the day, Mi Sheng looked less flirtatious and more quiet. Chen Xingze kindly advised him, "Would you like to rest for a while?"
"Do you want to sleep with me?"
"What are you talking about..."
"Um?"
Chen Xingze sighed, "It's okay."
Mi Sheng smiled lazily, he touched the flat bed, he really had the urge to sleep again, he had a hunch that it would be very comfortable to sleep on this bed. Too bad time doesn't allow it. He was so busy with work that he had to take time off to take this little guy out to play.
"Pack up and get ready to go."
Although he vowed to take Chen Xingze to play, Mi Sheng was stuck as soon as he went out because he couldn't think of where to go.
Chen Xingze was surprised by this itinerary.
"Don't you have any plans?"
"Just go around, what plan do you want?"
Chen Xingze stopped pinning his hopes on him and decided to support himself. He pulled Mi Sheng to a shady place, "You wait a minute, I'll check it out." Mi Sheng folded his legs and sat on the side with an elegant posture, commenting from time to time.
"I've been to the Drum Tower, it's boring, cross it out."
"The food street is also average, and they all lie to outsiders."
"This square is too far to go."
Chen Xingze closed the notebook with a snap, glared at Mi Sheng angrily, and handed him the pen.
"You come?"
Mi Sheng smiled and looked at the boy with sweat on his forehead, unmoved.
Chen Xingze finished the plan angrily, and stopped the car on the side of the road again.
It was clear that Mi Sheng was going to take Chen Xingze out to play, but in the end it turned into Chen Xingze who was busy. Buying tickets, buying water, backpacking, and carrying things were all handled by Chen Xingze, and Mi Sheng traveled lightly throughout the journey.
It was like this for a long time, and finally they came to the cathedral on Dushan Road. Because it was late and there were not many tourists, Chen Xingze admired the building while looking at the information in his hand. While Chen Xingze was walking around in high spirits, Mi Sheng rested against the wall. He looked at the tireless Chen Xingze and said from the bottom of his heart how good it is to be young, as if he would never be tired.
After visiting the church, it was dusk.
Mi Sheng was too tired to walk, Chen Xingze asked him to wait at the door and bought two ice creams himself. When he came back, Mi Sheng was attracted by a street performer playing the violin on the side of the road. Chen Xingze passed him the ice cream, and Mi Sheng licked it lightly. Chen Xingze asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"
Misheng nodded.
Chen Xingze pulled Mi Sheng to sit in the chair next to him.
"Take a break before leaving."
He saw that Mi Sheng was tired, so he wanted to let him sit for a while, and then he came to the street performer. The street performer had just finished playing a section and was resting when he suddenly saw a shy big boy in front of him.
Chen Xingze pointed at the violin, "Can I use it?"
The street performer readily agreed.
Chen Xingze set up the violin, tried the sound first, stood for five seconds and calmed down, and then a melodious violin sound poured out.
This Sarasati's "Song of the Wanderer" is an immortal masterpiece in the violin solo, showing that the gypsies who live in no fixed place still maintain a positive attitude towards life despite being discriminated against.
The warmth of the summer night allows Chen Xingze to perform difficult and gorgeous skills without moving his fingers too much. Mi Sheng was fascinated. It wasn't the first time he noticed Chen Xingze's hands, but before he played the instrument, Mi Sheng just thought the hands were beautiful.
Chen Xingze's techniques and appearance attracted many people to stop and watch, and some people took pictures secretly with their mobile phones. This did not affect him, the teenager closed his eyes and was extremely devoted. He was still wearing the old clothes that Mi Sheng gave him last night, a cheap white shirt, but his serious performance was as noble as the saints in the church frescoes.
At the end of the song, everyone applauded for him. Only then did Chen Xingze notice so many people around him. He blushed a little, returned the piano to the busker, squeezed out of the crowd, and sat back next to Mi Sheng.
Mi Sheng looked at him, "You still do this?"
Chen Xingze wiped his sweat, "I know more than this."
Mi Sheng: "What else?"
The young Chen Xingze got up and said, "I should be able to draw two musical instruments that you can name."
"Have you learned so much?"
"There are only a few kinds of majors that I have learned, but musical instruments are all-in-one, and my mother will learn more. She taught me all."
Mi Sheng looked at him intently, a smile appeared on his tired face after a while.
"Little devil."
"Um?"
"You have to be careful."
"Be careful of what?"
"Your idiot's temperament, coupled with this kind of hardware, will sooner or later be broken into pieces by some scheming."
Chen Xingze pouted, "Impossible."
"You have to trust the experience of people who have come here."
"I like good people."
"Do you know what a good person is?"
"I know, You Xiaolin and Lu Hao are good people."
Mi Sheng rolled his eyes and sneered, "You're still dreaming about being with a straight man. Didn't I tell you it was impossible."
Chen Xingze was not reconciled.
"Aren't you lying to me?"
Mi Sheng leaned against the back of the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, "This sentence is true."
Chen Xingze stood up abruptly.
Mi Sheng looked at Chen Xingze's red face with anger, and smiled more and more casually. "Don't believe it? Go, go back and I'll find a few people to tell you about the bloody cases they experienced."
"Need not!"
"You're welcome."
"Who is polite to you!"
The angrier Chen Xingze became, the happier Mi Sheng became. He felt that all the exhaustion all over his body had grown wings and flew away. Accompanied by teasing and roaring, they set off on their return journey.