When they met, Li Cheng told Xiao Yiheng the departure time. Unfortunately, it happened to be the first day of the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts winter camp.
On the first day of the camp, you can't always ask for leave, especially Xiao Yiheng is still a "transfer student". In this way, he is destined not to go to the airport to see off his boyfriend.
"If you don't send it, you won't send it," Li Cheng said in a relaxed tone, "and hundreds of us flew over on a chartered plane, so there must be a chaotic scene. Even if you get to the airport, you probably won't be able to find it among the hundreds of people wearing team uniforms. I."
That being said, Li Cheng was still a little lonely in his heart.
Xiao Yiheng stretched his hand over the fence and rubbed the wrinkle between his brows: "Although I can't give it to you, I have prepared a gift for you."
While talking, Xiao Yiheng seemed to be conjuring a magic trick, and out of nowhere he created a flat square box. The flat box was about the size of two hands together. It was wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper, and the top was still like a mold. Likely decorated with an orange ribbon.
Li Cheng's eyes widened, and she asked curiously and excitedly, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift?"
Xiao Yiheng replied: "It's not sudden, in fact, I've planned it for a long time. Isn't your birthday coming? I'll count the days. You should be in Australia at that time, and I can't help you celebrate, so this is for you in advance. birthday present."
Coming-of-age birthdays have extraordinary significance. Xiao Yiheng traveled thousands of miles on his eighteenth birthday and gave himself a thrilling adventure; on Li Cheng's birthday, Xiao Yiheng wanted to give him something he would never forget until he was eighty. surprise.
Hearing this, Li Cheng couldn't wait to take the flat box, wishing he would take it apart now.
"Don't open it now," Xiao Yiheng held his hand, "wait to open it on your birthday."
Li Cheng pouted and reluctantly agreed, but with his quick temper, how could he hold back
He endured and endured, and dragged and procrastinated. Every day, he took out that small gift to take a look. He was so greedy that he was reluctant to open it in advance.
Under the "seduce" of the gift, Li Cheng was not so nervous about the upcoming game.
…
On the day of boarding the plane, Li Cheng specially stuffed the gift into his carry-on backpack, and was reluctant to check it with other luggage because he was worried that the fragile items in it would be broken.
The flight from the Chinese capital to the Australian capital lasted ten hours, and it didn't take long for the team members' excitement to fade. Most of the team members have never been on a flight for such a long time. Everyone has long legs and long feet. They are shrunk in the cramped economy class seats and feel uncomfortable.
At the beginning, everyone gathered to chat and play games, but as the lights in the cabin dimmed, fatigue gradually came up, and the originally noisy cabin became quiet. dreamland.
When boarding the plane, Zhou Jian deliberately changed seats with the other team members and got the opportunity to sit next to Li Cheng.
Along the way, Zhou Jian kept talking about the customs of Australia. He knew that Li Cheng was playful, and he wanted to use this to arouse Li Cheng's interest. Fortunately, the two of them found a chance to hang out after the game.
But Li Cheng's mind is now full of gifts in his backpack, so how can he still have the energy to listen to what Zhou Jian is saying
Zhou Jian lost a lot of words, but Li Cheng put in his left ear and out in his right ear, and responded perfunctorily.
The poor alpha sang the one-man show for a long time. Seeing that Li Cheng was really not interested, he had no choice but to shut up.
"... My legs are a little numb after sitting for a long time. I'll go to the front and walk around." Zhou Jian got up from his seat.
After Zhou Jian left, Li Cheng finally couldn't help the feeling of scratching his heart. Seeing that the other teammates before and after were sleeping soundly, he immediately opened his backpack and took out the box of beautifully packaged gifts.
Anyway... Anyway, no one pays attention to him now, he secretly disassembles it, and no one sees it, it means that it never happened! Xiao Yiheng wouldn't know!
Li Cheng opened the gift very "heroically", the ribbon was torn off, the packaging was torn open, and soon the flat box revealed the true face of Lushan.
On the flat box was written a sentence - "Little liar, I think you will definitely open the gift ahead of time"
Li Cheng: "... rely on."
This made Xiao Yiheng guess right.
In this way, Li Cheng was even more curious about what kind of treasure was in the box.
He took a deep breath, gently opened a gap in the box, and looked over with curiosity and nervousness.
Unexpectedly, there was a hardcover book in that box.
The hard-covered notebook seemed ordinary, but Li Cheng recognized it at a glance—Li Cheng once served Xiao Yiheng as a mannequin, and that time Xiao Yiheng didn't take out the drawing board, but took a sketchbook. At that time, Li Cheng wanted to see what was drawn in the notebook, but Xiao Yiheng deliberately put it away.
So... Could this book be...
Li Cheng's heart skipped a beat, his fingers trembling, he took the hard-covered sketchbook out of the box, then he gathered up his courage and turned to the first page.
On the title page, Qingjun's font came into view.
"After I met you, I learned what color happiness is.
Orange, happy eighteenth birthday"
Li Cheng stared at the two lines of words, raised the corner of his mouth, and pressed it down desperately.
... I didn't expect that Xiao Yiheng was quite romantic.
Li Cheng rubbed his palms on his trousers, and then carefully continued to open the pages.
The thick sketchbook has nearly 100 pages. The last time Li Cheng saw this book, Xiao Yiheng had just used the first few pages; but now, the whole sketchbook has been exhausted. Every blank in the corner was filled by Xiao Yiheng's brush.
And there is only one theme in his pen - Li Cheng.
Li Cheng's hands and feet; Li Cheng's eyebrows; Li Cheng's arms that opened the water waves.
This book records many expressions of Li Cheng, including laughing, anger, frowning and awkwardness, as well as guilty, embarrassed, arrogant, unruly...
Li Cheng never knew that his expression would be so rich.
The first half of this book is full of small paintings, like fragments of memory scattered all over the place; as the number of pages in the book increases gradually, one scene after another appears.
When they met for the first time, Li Cheng fell from the sky and fell into Xiao Yiheng's arms; they were in the alley at the corner, huddling together to avoid the police; they took Little Lemon to bask in the sun, and they went to the water park with Youyou; The heart-pounding kiss after the physical health class, the temporary marker of ecstasy in the art classroom; the breakfast of those pigeons; and the countless good nights across the phone screen...
These were all recorded by Xiao Yiheng stroke by stroke, bit by bit.
Each painting represents each memory, these small, trivial, splendid, unforgettable memories are forever fixed on the page.
It turned out that they had gone through so many things together.
Li Cheng was holding the book, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world.
He never thought that the eighteenth birthday gift Xiao Yiheng gave him would be so precious.
He looked at those paintings seriously, looking at those soulful lines, as if he could see how Xiao Yiheng was drawing them.
Slowly, the page finally turned to the last page—
The content of the last page again exceeded Li Cheng's expectations.
Xiao Yiheng painted the scene of his eighteenth birthday-they met across the fence, the blond boy in the painting held a weird "birthday cake" and his eyes were shining.
Li Cheng thought, was he looking at Xiao Yiheng with such eyes
Next to the painting, Li Cheng saw the words left by alpha again.
"I wish I would meet someone.
He is a distant and accessible existence.
He's going to be far away from me, and he's going to be on top of the world, pushing me to keep running and making me a better person.
He wanted to be very close to me again, and when I was tired and injured and wanted to stop, he could hold my hand and take me out of burnout and confusion.
-later. Li Cheng, I met you. "
Li Cheng's fingers touched the words on the page, slowly, one after another, stroking over the words.
Li Cheng thought that he would do it.
He will become the unreachable and accessible person in Xiao Yiheng's life.
…
At the same time, Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts.
Xiao Yiheng carried the drawing board on his back, and walked into the school gate with a paint box and brush in his hand.
He seemed to feel something, and looked up at the sky—the sky was clear, except for a long, narrow white contrail streaking across the blue sky, the traces of a plane flying by.
Xiao Yiheng thought, where did Orange's plane fly to now? From today onwards, he may only know about Li Cheng from the news.
Just as he was lost in thought, a hand fell on his shoulder.
"Hi classmate, are you also here for the winter camp?" A hearty female voice came from behind.
Xiao Yiheng looked back and saw that there were three young people behind him at some point, two women and one man, all carrying drawing boards on their backs like him. Their clothes were very fashionable. The girl who greeted him even dyed her hair into a half-black and half-pink yin-yang head. Although the other two classmates were not as exaggerated as her, they also had a row of accessories hanging from their ears.
Compared with them, Xiao Yiheng, who wears regular jeans and a long down jacket, really looks like an "excellent student".
The black-pink-haired girl who greeted him was a beta. Seeing Xiao Yiheng standing in the middle of the road with a drawing board on her back, she took the initiative to talk to her. It's just that she never expected that Xiao Yiheng was so good-looking.
When he turned around, the world seemed to be pressing the slow play button. Those beautiful Danfeng eyes were crystal clear, and the girl's heart stopped beating just by looking at him.
"Yes." Xiao Yiheng is not a familiar character. On the contrary, he always keeps a distance from people he meets for the first time.
The girl didn't seem to read his indifference, and chatted enthusiastically: "Listen to your accent, you are not a local, right? Which school are you from? Who is the teacher?"
Xiao Yiheng avoided the important and answered lightly: "I'm from Huacheng." He threw the topic back, "How about you?"
The girl wanted to pour out all her information, and said proudly, "We, we are all from Huamei High School! Our teacher is a student of Dean Lin!"
She does have pride. Huamei Affiliated Middle School is an affiliated middle school of Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts and the top art middle school in the country. It has cultivated a large number of outstanding students and has been continuously "feeding blood" to the whole country. Many people say that as long as you can take the entrance exam to the Middle School Affiliated to China Academy of Fine Arts, you will be half footed into the school gate of the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts.
Take this winter camp as an example, there are only 50 people enrolled in all directions, and the Huamei High School has a full 15 places!
And Dean Lin in her mouth is the honorary dean of the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts.
Xiao Yiheng said that he came from Huacheng, and the girls acquiesced that he studied at the "High School Attached to Huacheng Academy of Fine Arts". Don't look at the difference between "High School Affiliated to Huacheng Academy of Fine Arts" and "High School Affiliated to Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts", but the status is quite different.
The girl thought with some pity that although Xiao Yiheng was good-looking, it seemed that his painting skills were average.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the handsome guy looks good, it's enough!
The girl kept chatting along the way, and her two classmates seemed to be used to her words and didn't interrupt her.
The girl and Xiao Yiheng said, "By the way, have you heard that there is one more person in this winter camp."
Xiao Yiheng: "Oh, is it?"
"Ah, I forgot, you're from out of town, so I guess you haven't heard of it." The girl patted her forehead and said mysteriously, "We recruited fifty people in this winter camp. The announcement on the website also stated that there were fifty people. But our teacher told me that Dean Lin opened a 'back door' for one person this time!"
"… "
"That person is not an art student at all, and he has never participated in any competitions! I don't know how he met Dean Lin's students. He got a letter of recommendation from Dean Lin, and he can study in the winter camp without exams." The girl was angry. Itchy teeth, "I hate people who go through the back door the most! If I don't paint well, I just think about those wicked ways. I have discussed with my classmates. After the camp starts, we will join forces to isolate that person! I'm sorry Let's see, what kind of ability does the person who walked through the back door have the ability to deceive the recommendation letter from Dean Lin!"
"… "
"How is it?" Seeing that Xiao Yiheng didn't speak, the girl pushed his arm.
Xiao Yiheng: "how about what?"
"Do you feel outraged when you hear this? Do you want to join us and isolate the person who went through the back door?"
Xiao Yiheng said lightly, "Sorry, no."
The girl didn't expect Xiao Yiheng to refuse at all. She was dumbfounded and asked incredulously, "Why, why?"
Why? … of course because her plan was too naive, too taken for granted, and full of loopholes.
Xiao Yiheng looked at her sideways, with a calm tone: "Because I really can't think of how to isolate myself."
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The author has something to say:
I really don't know anything about drawing (x)…
If there is someone who knows how to do it, just don't see my nonsense...