Chapter 20 Chapter 20 I am the one who is reluctant to leave.
When Xin Ai and Fu Xize came back from the supermarket, he threw the newly bought four-piece bedding into the washing machine to wash it, and he said goodbye to Fu Xize: "I'm going home."
Fu Xize was emptying the refrigerator to store the fruits and milk he bought for Xin Ai. Hearing this, he was stunned for a second, but still said, "Well, let's go back."
Xin Ai saw that Fu Xize's voice was muffled, and actually knew that this was how he spoke, but that didn't stop him from pretending that Fu Xize was disappointed. He asked with a sly smile, "Can't bear to leave me?!"
Fu Xize glanced at him and replied, "No."
Xin Ai looked at him quietly.
Fu Xize thought to himself, how could I be reluctant to leave this ancestor? Xin Ai staying here is just torturing herself. He pondered for a moment and said, "You really should go back to save your parents from worrying."
The two are different after all. Fu Xize has been alone since he was a child and has dealt with everything. He has an ordinary appearance and cannot attract bad guys. Most people don't dare to mess with his tall and strong figure. He doesn't have to worry about his safety when renting a house in the city village. Xin Ai is different. Xin Ai is very well-behaved and has a face that both men and women covet. Even when he is an adult, you will still worry about his personal safety.
Xin Ai carefully looked at Fu Xize and saw that he looked indifferent. He really didn't have any regrets about leaving him. In this time and space, it was Xin Ai who was affectionate, not Fu Xize. Xin Ai sighed and admitted, "...I am the one who is reluctant to leave."
Fu Xize's heartbeat suddenly became unstable as this man started to speak sweet words.
Xin Ai was reluctant to leave Fu Xize. She was very happy to be with him and do nothing, but he still planned to go home.
On the one hand, there are a lot of things missing here; on the other hand, he is pursuing Fu Xize, so naturally he has to create some surprises for his future boyfriend and let him see how good people from art academies are at falling in love. He, Xin Ai, is definitely a romantic.
Xin Ai smiled lightly and said, "I'm going back then. Don't worry, I'll contact you when I get home. Wait for my message on WeChat."
Fu Xize said "hmm".
Xin Ai emphasized again: "Don't worry, I won't run away. How could I bear to leave you?"
Fu Xize couldn't help but turn around and look at him: "..."
Damn, these love words began to sweeten my heart.
Xin Ai had already picked up her backpack and went downstairs.
Fu Xize thought about it and decided to follow him and send him downstairs.
Xin Ai said goodbye again: "I'm leaving now, you go up quickly."
Fu Xize insisted on waiting for Xin Ai to leave before going upstairs, probably out of politeness and upbringing. But then he wondered when did he ever have politeness and upbringing.
Xin Ai got into the driver's seat and saw Fu Xize still standing downstairs to see him off, and he felt very sweet in his heart.
The young Fu Xize does not have the strong emotions of his previous life, but you can still feel the tenderness hidden under this cold appearance. Moreover, he doesn't know if he is narcissistic, but he always feels that Fu Xize is reluctant to let him leave, so he comforts him over and over again almost instinctively.
At that moment, Xin Ai stuck her head out of the car window, blinked her left eye quickly at him, and threw him a wink. He smiled confidently and brightly: "Wait for me."
Fu Xize stood there in a daze: "..."
The Xin Ai he knew was always outspoken, enthusiastic, and high-spirited, and she never hesitated to show off her beauty.
When you see him, you will feel that life is beautiful.
Xin Ai had already slid the steering wheel and left.
Fu Xize watched the silver-white car disappear from his sight before going back upstairs.
The rental house is small and cramped. The sound of the washing machine turning on the balcony can be clearly heard, but you still feel it is too quiet. Fu Xize had already gotten used to this quietness, but after Xin Ai broke in, he became uncomfortable with it.
He frowned, took out a box of yogurt from the refrigerator, inserted a straw, and started slurping.
Forget it, I’ll drink it myself.
When Xin Ai returned home, it was dinner time. Shen Yu and Xin En were not there. The old housekeeper Ying Zhen told him that they had gone out.
This kind of thing happened frequently when Xin Ai was growing up. He didn't understand it when he was young, but later he found out that his parents had abandoned the burden and were having some fun together. Considering that this happened quite frequently, it can be inferred that Xin Ai was the only one who ate the family's diet meals seriously. Shen Yu and Xin En would go out on dates and have big meals from time to time, deliberately avoiding Xin Ai.
Xin Ai was used to it; he was always an individual separate from his parents, and he had a chef at home.
His chef quickly prepared him a Xin family specialty weight loss meal, including chicken breast, broccoli, and pumpkin.
Xin Ai was eager to share with her boyfriend-to-be. He took a photo of his bland dinner and sent it to Fu Xize: "My parents went out for a big dinner, and I had dinner alone."
When Fu Xize saw the news, his first reaction was, why did you run back so early?
This was a really strange thought. After only a day and a half, he had already gotten used to having a little tail following him.
Fu Xize replied with a "hmm", indicating that he had read it.
Xin Ai didn't mind his lack of words, and asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Awkward conversations are common among Chinese people, but it’s quite appropriate at a meal like this.
Fu Xize was eating the grapefruit, persimmon, and yogurt that he had bought for Xin Ai, and he didn't know what to say in return.
Xin Ai felt that he was dithering, so she simply sent him a video.
Fu Xize hesitated for two seconds, but still picked up the phone.
Xin Ai soon saw Fu Xize eating pomelo, with his rental house still in the background. At this point, Fu Xize should appear in Mu Se to eat the staff meal.
Xin Ai was surprised: "You didn't go to work?"
Fu Xize said: "I just quit my job."
Xin Ai asked, "Ah?"
Fu Xize explained: "It was originally just a part-time job during the National Day holiday, but the business of Twilight was so good that the main tuner couldn't handle it alone, so he stayed for a few more days."
Xin Ai nodded in understanding: "Is that so."
After a pause of one second, Xin Ai asked again, "By the way, will you come to class tomorrow?"
Tomorrow is Saturday, but the Saturday after the National Day holiday is usually a day off, so Fu Xize has classes.
Fu Xize always spoke frugally: "Go ahead."
Xin Ai couldn't help but remind him: "Then remember to get up early for class tomorrow."
Fu Xize vaguely felt that there was a trap inside, but he still responded: "Okay."
Xin Ai smiled faintly: "I'll wait for you."
Fu Xize's heart was rippling. These three ordinary words sounded extra sweet to Xin Ai.
Xin Ai started chatting with Fu Xize about other things, and they finished their dinner while video chatting.
After dinner, they both went about their own business.
Fu Xize was typing away on his computer, no one knew what he was doing; Xin Ai went to the studio on the second floor to draw the sketch he wanted to draw at the bar last night. With his personal experience at the bar last night and photos as reference, Xin Ai drew very smoothly.
After finishing the painting, Xin Ai showed Fu Xize his painting like a treasure. They were art students who looked at paintings from various angles. Xin Ai strategically turned back to show Fu Xize the whole painting and asked, "How is it?"
Fu Xize saw the sketch of himself mixing cocktails in the video and thought, is it necessary to draw it?
Fu Xize doesn't understand art and can't make any comments.
Xin Ai was probably a failed artist in his previous life, and his drawings filled up the warehouse, but he had never painted Fu Xize. He had an almost naive coldness and cruelty towards Fu Xize, and he didn't take photos, didn't paint, and didn't leave overly strong traces of this relationship...
Fortunately, everything started over again and he had plenty of time to paint Fu Xize.
Moreover, his painting style is now stable and mature, and he is very skilled in painting Fu Xize and never makes mistakes.
Xin Ai was complacent: "Do you feel the strong love in my paintings?"
Fu Xize: “…”
Fu Xize hung up the video.
Xin Ai watched the video call end and shook her head with a smile. The young Fu Xize was quite easy to be amused.
Xin Ai sent the video to Fu Xize again.
Fu Xize answered the call.
Xin Ai said: "I'm done with work, you should go to bed early."
Fu Xize said "hmm" and added: "You too, go to bed early."
The two of them ended today's video call. Xin Ai didn't rush to wash up and go to bed, but found his suitcase and started packing his luggage. He would definitely stay at Fu Xize's place from time to time in the future, and it would be really inconvenient to have nothing.
He packed one suitcase with clothes, shoes, and toiletries, and another suitcase with paint, paper, and painting supplies.
After packing up most of the things, Xin Ai took out a backpack, filled it with a bag of spray paint, and picked up a flashlight.
After finishing all these, Xin Ai started her daily evening routine of washing up and writing in her diary.
Before going to bed, he set the alarm for four in the morning and got up on time at four. After a simple wash, Xin Ai put all the things he had prepared in advance into the car, and also moved a ladder from the warehouse and put it in the car. Xin Ai drove to Fu Xize's residence.
The urban village was quiet at five o'clock in the morning. Xin Ai brought out the ladder, carried paint on her back, and with the help of car lights and flashlights, she graffitied on the wall of the house that Fu Xize rented.
The old house has a layer of white walls, which have decayed over the years and turned gray. They look tattered, but are definitely a good place for graffiti.
This kind of house has two floors and is quite tall. Xin Ai stood on the ladder with a flashlight, wearing a mask and spraying paint.
It took Xin Ai two hours to finish spraying this graffiti work, and then he squatted aside to watch people.
At seven o'clock in the morning, many office workers get up and go downstairs to work. It's a Saturday, so they are naturally tired and listless. When they pass by this area, they suddenly see a huge graffiti sprayed on the originally dilapidated wall.
The graffiti occupies an entire wall and is unexpectedly beautiful. The cartoon characters on the wall are wearing masks, which are cool, handsome and stylish. The whole painting has precise shapes and beautiful colors, which is eye-catching. The originally dirty wall has also become a photo-taking spot because of this painting.
This sudden surprise made passers-by happy early in the morning, and they took photos and posted them on their Moments as a souvenir.
Xin Ai waited for a while and finally saw Fu Xize.
Fu Xize was holding a box of milk and drinking it. When he passed by here, he saw many people watching and taking pictures. Fu Xize was not a person who liked to join in the fun, but he couldn't help but take a look, and then the milk in his mouth almost sprayed out.
He saw a cartoon version of his upper body sprayed on the wall. It was a huge painting that took up an entire two-story wall. There was also an English sentence in the lower right corner: You are my destiny.
I think the only person who could do such a thing is someone from an art academy.
Fortunately, someone from the Academy of Fine Arts left himself a way out by wearing a mask in the cartoon version of his portrait, otherwise Fu Xize would have been socially dead early this morning.
He finally understood why Xin Ai said goodbye and left early yesterday, and why she deliberately reminded him to go to class this morning when they started the video. It turned out that it was to let him see this.
Very scary, thank you!
Xin Ai saw Fu Xize at a glance. He laughed and waved at Fu Xize desperately: "I'm here."
Fu Xize felt ashamed, and his mind was full of "I don't know you" and "I don't want to know you". Fu Xize just wanted to pretend that he didn't know the graffiti and the graffiti author and passed by quietly and went back to school to avoid the limelight.
The fact that he didn't cover his face with one hand was proof of his strong aura.
But Fu Xize finally saw Xin Ai. The early morning light was like broken gold. Xin Ai was standing in the light. You could even clearly see the traces of his hair flying in the light. He smiled and waved at him, and his whole body almost melted in the light.
Fu Xize was dazzled by what he saw. He seemed to be bewitched and walked in front of Xin Ai involuntarily.
Xin Ai looked at him as if to take credit: "How is it? It's great, right? I spent a long time drawing it."
It didn't take long, just two hours, all thanks to my strong modeling skills and quick hand speed, but at times like this I definitely have to play the victim.
Fu Xize looked at the face under the bright light and suddenly felt that his peaceful and calm life was disrupted. Surprisingly, he did not reject it. He just quietly looked at this person who broke into his entire world, a little absent-minded.
Seeing that Fu Xize still had no reaction and was pretending to be cool, Xin Ai felt somewhat discouraged. He looked at him pitifully and said, "I drew this for you very deliberately. Don't you even want to praise me?"
Fu Xize finally responded: "Not bad."
Xin Ai was silent: "..."
You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, so can't you just praise me?
Xin Ai hummed and leaned his head on Fu Xize's shoulder: "I'm so sleepy now!"
Fu Xize looked at the person leaning on his shoulder, his heart softened, and he said, "Let's go, I'll take you to have breakfast, and then you can take a nap."
Xin Ai's mood finally became excited: "Okay."
Then, he thought of something and said, "Wait a minute."
Fu Xize was puzzled: "Huh?!"
Xin Ai took out her camera: "I'll take a picture."
Fu Xize's lips twitched: "..."
Please don't keep any dark history, thank you.
Fu Xize is not the kind of person who likes to be high-profile and limelight-seeking. Since kindergarten, he has been the kind of introverted student who cannot utter a single word after being called upon to answer a question for a long time. Taking a photo with his own giant graffiti, Fu Xize felt so embarrassed that his scalp numbed.
But this is Xin Ai.
Fu Xize could feel Xin Ai's kindness, so he resigned himself to his fate and appeared in front of the graffiti with Xin Ai to take photos.
Xin Ai found a young lady in a business suit and politely asked, "Sister, can you take a picture for me?"
The young lady was amazed when she saw the handsome guy with long hair and one earring. He was so handsome. Then she saw the traces of paint on his body and guessed that he was the creator of the graffiti. The handsome guy had outstanding talent. The young lady had no objection: "Okay, okay, how do we take the photo?"
Xin Ai pointed at Fu Xize and said, "Please take a photo of me and him, and include the painting at the back."
The young lady soon saw the real-life version of this graffiti. The one painted on the wall was just a handsome guy wearing a mask. Many boys with good-looking eyes and good figures wear masks to create a good atmosphere. Once the mask is taken off, ah, that's it? Scam.
However, the person in front of me is different. Once he takes off the mask, he is so handsome that my legs go weak. The three-dimensional and deep contours, the folds on his face are amazing. Why does such a handsome guy wear a mask to cover his beauty? It's such a waste of God's gift.
That’s not right. The handsome guy only wore a mask when he was on the wall. Maybe the creator thought his face was too conspicuous, so he blurred it with a mask.
The young lady quickly took a photo of the two handsome guys. The two of them standing together were pleasing to the eye, and with the phrase “You are my destiny”, they looked a perfect match.
After Xin Ai took the photos, she thanked the young lady, but felt it was not enough, so she raised her camera and took a few photos of Fu Xize and the graffiti work. Many people around also recognized Fu Xize - the prototype of this painting, so they took a lot of photos.
In response, Fu Xize remained expressionless throughout.
Finally they finished embarrassing the people, oh no, finished taking pictures, and then they got down to business and went to buy breakfast.
Fu Xize walked for a while and looked back at the painting. The rising sun shone on the wall, and the wall reflected the light slightly. The whole painting was stunningly beautiful at first glance. Fu Xize did not understand art, but he knew that this was a masterpiece. And because the painting was on the wall of the urban village, it became very special, giving a feeling of "flowers blooming in the ruins", which was particularly shocking.
Moreover, perhaps it is an artistic process, the graffiti looks much better than the real person. He himself is unremarkable, but this painting makes people want to take a second look.
When Xin Ai saw Fu Xize turning around, she also turned around to look at the graffiti, but in the end she still looked at Fu Xize. Fu Xize's looks could not be portrayed by his graffiti, he was much more handsome in person.
What Xin Ai remembers very clearly is that in the affiliated high school, Fu Xize had been famous since his freshman year.
At that time, his academic performance was only above average, not outstanding, because of the drag of literature, history and politics. His personality... was just so-so, he ignored everyone, and because he slept on the desk for many years, he rarely showed his face.
That's it, a bunch of people discussing it.
Why?!
By face.
When it comes to Fu Xize's looks, even Xu You would sigh, saying that this boy is so good-looking. Of course, he would also curse him, saying that his personality is really terrible.
Fu Xize and Xin Ai soon arrived at the breakfast shop. They bought a very traditional Chinese breakfast, fried dough sticks and soy milk. The crispy fried dough sticks were paired with the light and slightly sweet soy milk. This was how the morning started.
Xin Ai has always had an instinctive liking for food, and he enjoys eating soy milk and fried dough sticks very much.
After breakfast, Fu Xize and Xin Ai returned home, and Fu Xize urged Xin Ai to catch up on his sleep.
Xin Ai was wearing outdoor clothes, and because of painting, his clothes were inevitably a little dirty, which was inconsistent with Fu Xize's personal habits. He was wondering whether he should take a shower first. Fu Xize vaguely noticed this, but did not think much about it. He just thought that Xin Ai also paid attention to hygiene in this regard.
He said calmly, "Just go to bed. Your new bedding has been washed and you can put it on later."
Xin Ai then threw himself on the bed without any scruples, but he couldn't help but pull Fu Xize to be intimate with him: "Sleep with me."
Fu Xize looked at him for two seconds, didn't refuse, took off his coat and went back to sleep.
Xin Ai was very willing to take advantage of the situation. He had already leaned against him just now, so there was nothing wrong with sleeping leaning against him. He squeezed closer to Fu Xize and tentatively rested his head on Fu Xize's chest, with his hands also not being very polite.
He had just performed well and now he was very bold.
Fu Xize grabbed his wrist and said fiercely, "Are you still sleeping?"
Xin Ai didn't dare to provoke him, so he arched his back again, chose a comfortable position, and went to sleep.
Fu Xize soon felt Xin Ai's steady and long breathing. He looked at the warm thing in his arms, his thoughts drifting away. Did he really want to talk to Xin Ai?
It's only been a few days, has he become gay?
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