Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Chapter 48 Racing

Song Enyu sent a WeChat message to Jiang Zhixu about what happened today, and Jiang Zhixu quickly replied: Hong Fei is such a character, he is a lunatic who yearns for artistic freedom. He saw your paintings, and he probably suffered a few times. night.His obsession with art is far beyond your imagination. He doesn't want to embarrass you. With me here, don't be afraid!Send me a location when you get there, and I'll pick you up after work.

Jiang Zhixu's words will always have such a magical power, just a simple statement, and Song Enyu will feel at ease.For so many years, Qin Hongfei's perverse and ruthless personality has been well-known in Shanghai. No one would really make friends with him, and he is not rare in making friends with people.

A creator's soul is unnecessary worldly pollution, this is what he said.

Jiang Zhixu was probably the only one he was willing to introduce as a "friend" for so many years.The first time he saw Jiang Zhixu, and the first time he learned about Jiang Zhixu's deeds, Qin Hongfei knew that the two were of the same kind.One seeks salvation from the universe, and the other explores freedom from "Stars and Night".

The meeting of the stars is their only thing in common. For so many years, Qin Hongfei has shown appreciation and sympathy for Jiang Zhixu.

The more a person is confined to the loneliness of the soul, the more he desires to know and understand.This is why Qin Hongfei wanted to get to know Song Enyu eagerly when he saw Song Enyu's paintings.

In Song Enyu's stroke by stroke, he seems to be able to see the gesture of the trees touching the stars and the moon.Human words can lie, eyes can be deduced, but works can't. Everything that is sketched is the depiction of the painter's heart.

Qin Hongfei suddenly asked the doubts in his heart: "Who cultivated your painting?"

Song Enyu watched the route gradually deviate from the city center, and replied casually: "No one trained me, I taught myself."

Qin Hongfei laughed out loud, neither questioning nor surprised.

Song Enyu could hear the suspicion in his laughter, and he explained: "An artist once said, 'The truly effective art education is self-education. Drawing moving words depends on feelings, not skills. Art education is like this , to impress people with such a little bit.' So you may not believe it, but it is indeed my own thing."

Qin Hongfei finally showed some surprise: "May I take the liberty to ask, where did the inspiration for "The Bride of the Castle" come from?"

Song Enyu laughed. It was the first time he laughed after seeing Qin Hongfei. He said: "Before answering this question, can you answer first, where do you want to take me? It's past three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not time for dinner." Unless this road is going to a farmhouse, it is definitely not a place to find a meal."

Qin Hongfei laughed: "Your vigilance is really high. I don't know if Jiang Zhixu taught it well, or you are naturally timid. Are you so afraid that I will sell you?"

Song Enyu shook his head: "If you recognize me as a friend, it's impossible for me to not even have the right to know."

Qin Hongfei said seriously: "Binhai International Circuit."

Song Enyu's eyes widened: "What are you taking me to the racing track for?"

Qin Hongfei said again with a playful expression: "This is the second question, it's your turn to answer my question just now."

Song Enyu was very trustworthy, and answered after thinking for a long time: "My mother."

"Your mother? Does this have anything to do with it?" Qin Hongfei had investigated Song Enyu and knew that his life was miserable and his mother had always been working outside as long as he could remember. How could there be such a connection.

Song Enyu said with a half-smile: "This is your second question, can you answer my question just now?"

Qin Hongfei suddenly felt that in addition to his good-looking appearance and first-class paintings, his personality was also so interesting: "You will know when you arrive."

The two of them didn't speak any more along the way, but a few colleagues on duty in the department called, and Song Enyu patiently communicated.Qin Hongfei also understood the meaning of his phrase "he is him, I am me", which means equal love without mixing other things.

Thinking of this, he turned the steering wheel with only one hand, thinking: It's quite romantic.

When Binhai International Circuit is not holding competitions, it will also be rented to the club for practice in time slots. Qin Hongfei himself does not like to join the team, nor does he like to go to competitions. He only likes one person, one car, and one track.Every time I want to come to play, I will rent the venue a few days in advance.

This was the first time he brought outsiders here, and it was also the first time Song Enyu came to the racing track.

After Qin Hongfei parked the car, he led the people directly into the race track area.The Binhai International Circuit is considered the largest circuit in Shanghai. In addition to the circuit area, there is also a leisure and entertainment area.Song Enyu had never been in contact with these things before, and observed everything with freshness and curiosity.

Qin Hongfei is a regular customer, and as soon as he came in, the staff greeted him at the door.Qin Hongfei pointed to Song Enyu behind him: "Find him a racing suit that fits."

Song Enyu turned around abruptly: "What are you doing?"

Qin Hongfei walked towards the locker room and asked, "Can you drive?"

Song Enyu gave a reluctant "hmm".

Qin Hongfei smiled and nodded: "That's good. I'll be your teaching assistant and run around with you for a few laps."

Song Enyu felt that the person in front of him was very funny: "You didn't even ask if I want to run with you?"

Qin Hongfei's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he turned his head to stare at Song Enyu with interest: "At first glance, it is a fault of Zhixu's habit! I never ask these things, I only focus on what I want to do."

Song Enyu had the feeling that "a scholar meets a soldier". He really didn't know how this person was like Qin Hongfei in Jiang Zhixu's mouth.Song Enyu, who was quickly "forced" helplessly, was changed into a racing suit by the staff. As soon as he went out, Qin Hongfei, who was waiting outside, turned his head sideways, feeling as if his eyes were glued to the other party's body and could not be separated.

He felt that over the years, he had seen all kinds of men whom he regarded as beauties, but he was still a little worse than Song Enyu.It's not that he's beautiful, it's that his detached temperament is incomparably eye-catching.Because of the dissatisfaction with Qin Hongfei's coercion on that face, the sense of alienation and world-weariness became stronger.In his early twenties, he was in the prime of his life, and it was a dream that he would dream of in a trance during the day.

Qin Hongfei suddenly felt an inexplicable loss, even for a second, he still noticed it, smiled self-deprecatingly, and resumed his annoying expression: "Let's go, I will teach you how to drive a racing car."

When Qin Hongfei preached, he really taught seriously.Song Enyu didn't really like racing, nor did he really hate it.But he is very talented in learning everything, and his understanding is excellent.Racing is not the same as driving at high speed. Many people tend to learn it with contempt, and as a result, various discomforts will appear.

After learning for a few times, Qin Hongfei found that his mastery of braking downshifts and clutch downshifts was actually a bit too fast. He smiled lightly: "You learn too quickly, it will make me appear as a teacher. Useless."

Song Enyu shifted the gear forward while holding the gear handle, and said honestly: "I don't want to learn fast, but I want to leave early." As soon as he finished speaking, the car flew out with people.The roar of the racing car instantly filled the whole world.At this moment, countless pleasures of contempt and conquest surged in his heart, although this mood was vague enough.

Perhaps this accidental ambiguity is the truth of the heart.

Speed, braking, cornering, the steering wheel he is holding, seems to be steering, crushing all worries and melancholy.

He was wearing a helmet, Qin Hongfei couldn't see the corners of his lips, but he could feel his relaxation and joy.

Qin Hongfei also laughed.

Song Enyu didn't complete a circle until the sun went down.It's not because of the long mileage, but because he cautiously and cautiously confirmed that he understood and mastered it before experimenting.

After Song Enyu got off the driver, he just wanted to turn around and leave.Qin Hongfei held the car door and motioned to him: "Come here, I'll take you to relax."

Song Enyu didn't refuse again, he sat back in the passenger driver and fastened his seat belt.

Qin Hongfei laughed at him: "One of the truths in the racing circle is: there is no better modification than lightweight. But I think you sitting next to me is probably the biggest lightweight of this modified car."

Song Enyu curled his lips: "I don't understand!"

Qin Hongfei started the car, he stepped on the accelerator, before the huge roar sounded, he simply explained: "It means, it is its blessing."

As soon as the words fell, Song Enyu felt that he had turned into a gust of wind, and even his soul had become a phantom and was left behind.Only then did he realize that what he just drove was not called a racing car at all.Soon, his thoughts of examining himself were pulled away little by little, leaving only speed.With such a sharp turn, Song Enyu even felt that the car was about to roll over, and he closed his eyes to face the impact.In the next second, the car was speeding steadily again, and Song Enyu even saw a scene that only appeared in a dream in the smoke that rose when the tires rubbed against the ground.

There is no rush of departments working overtime until late at night, no endless cases, no noisy human voices..., only the hearty pleasure.

When the car slowed down and finally came to a steady stop, Song Enyu felt that his heart was not beating.Qin Hongfei unbuckled his seat belt for him, and urged with a smile: "Aren't you going to get out of the car? Do you want to run a few laps?"

Song Enyu took off his helmet with trembling hands, and opened the car door without even looking at him.Qin Hongfei stopped him: "I suggest you slow down, or you won't be able to stand still." After finishing speaking, he went to help the other party get off the car. He was right. Song Enyu was indeed unstable, but he didn't want to focus on the other party. .He freed his arms and tried to support the hood.

Before Qin Hongfei had time to remind him, Song Enyu's hand, which had just taken off the glove, was scalded and turned red in an instant.Even so, he frowned.Qin Hongfei went to help Song Enyu back to the lounge with a helpless smile, and joked: "What kind of bad reputation did I get in your ears, that you are so afraid of me? Or is it because of Zhixu, guarding yourself like a jade, and let me touch you Won't you get pregnant again?"

Song Enyu wanted to explain, but he felt that the words were meaningless, so he replied casually: "Physiological repulsion, don't mind."

In a word, Qin Hongfei experienced for the first time what it feels like to feel cold in the bottom of his heart.He felt that this afternoon seemed to be just a pastime for the rich in this person's eyes, and it was just coercion.

"Thank you." Song Enyu suddenly changed the topic, "No matter what the reason is, I feel much more comfortable this afternoon. Didn't you just ask about that painting? Let me tell you now..."

Qin Hongfei sat opposite him on the sofa in the lounge, listening to Song Enyu describe the whole process of the painting from the moment of inspiration to the completion of creation.

"The Bride of the Castle" - this wedding is only the castle and the bride. The bride marries the castle, but what she looks up to is the sky outside the castle wall. What she wants to marry is hope, freedom, and herself.

In fact, it's not just her mother, but also thousands of women who are shackled by marriage and trapped in the quagmire.They have no love, no "husband," just married to marriage itself, which is this secular castle.

For so many years, he has been worried about his mother leaving without saying goodbye. Her mother went to pursue her own freedom, but forgot herself who was still in the castle.Fortunately, he met Jiang Zhixu after 18 years of detour. Fortunately, he did not build another castle like this to imprison another "bride".

Before Qin Hongfei got up and went to the locker room to change, the smile on his lips was filled with bitterness that Song Enyu couldn't understand.This kind of bitterness, it was not until many years later, when he was old and gray-haired, that he learned of this mixed light and dark from Jiang Zhixu's mouth.

When Qin Hongfei sent people back to the city center, it was raining heavily.Jiang Zhixu's car was parked at the exit of the expressway toll booth.Seeing Jiang Zhixu's car flashing in the dark, Song Enyu's eyes lit up.Qin Hongfei saw it clearly and did not speak again.

Song Enyu was about to open the door to get out of the car. Qin Hongfei controlled all the doors and said solemnly, "Sit with me for another 5 minutes."

Just as Song Enyu was about to refuse, Qin Hongfei smiled wryly: "Will you play with you all afternoon, will you give alms for 5 minutes?"

Song Enyu could only stare at Jiang Zhixu's car.

Qin Hongfei asked curiously: "Do you like Jiang Zhixu very much?"

Song Enyu shook his head and asked back: "Isn't it obvious?"

"What do you like about him? Gentle? Rich? Good-looking?" Qin Hongfei was very curious.

Song Enyu lowered his eyes and began to seriously think about this question. What do you like about him?Qin Hongfei leaned on the window sill and looked at him carefully, his eyelashes moved quickly, and the boy's thoughts also flickered.Just when Qin Hongfei was about to let him get out of the car, Song Enyu suddenly answered, "Probably because he raised his hand and hugged me tightly when I was about to pass out after having a fever!"

Just because of this, it seems that Qiao Bowen described love as "a flower with seven leaves and a branch." After leaving Jiang Zhixu for four years, when he often asked himself why he liked it so much, he would always think of the morning when he first came to Shanghai, standing in the sky. At the gate of Yiyuan, she fell into Jiang Zhixu's arms.

Qin Hongfei smiled and unlocked the safety lock of the car door for him.

After Song Enyu thanked him politely, he ran into the rain curtain.

When he ran to Jiang Zhixu's car, his whole body was soaked.Jiang Zhixu handed over the towel thoughtfully: "He is so stingy, didn't he lend you an umbrella?"

Hearing his familiar concern, Song Enyu took the towel and wiped the rainwater off his face: "I borrowed it, but I didn't ask for it. I have to pay back the loan, trouble."

Jiang Zhixu called Qin Hongfei with a smile, but the other party waited for a long time before answering: "Shall we have some food together?"

"When your little friend sees me, it's like seeing the King of Hades. I'm afraid to scare him, so forget it!" Qin Hongfei declined with a smile.

"Okay, let's meet again some other day!" Jiang Zhixu hung up the phone and took the people home.

Song Enyu glanced at Jiang Zhixu's expression from the corner of his eye and asked, "Don't you blame me?"

"Why do you blame you? He told me about this before, and I knew at that time that you were going to secretly sell paintings behind my back." Jiang Zhixu guessed his intention when he heard it. .

Song Enyu sat up straight, and kissed Jiang Zhixu's side face flatteringly: "At that time, neither you nor my sister agreed with me to help them, so I had to do this first."

Jiang Zhixu laughed: "I forgive you."

He repelled him from selling his works, firstly because Song Enyu would never really want to sell them, and secondly because he didn't want others to pry into his heart.Wasn't Qin Hongfei just such an accident?

Jiang Zhixu has been very calm and relieved since he received Qin Hongfei's "report" call today.Even Song Enyu was deceived by him.

But wait until I get home, back to the bedroom, back to the world where there are only two people.Only then did Song Enyu realize that this man was still filled with suffocated anger all day long.

Song Enyu is destined to have a bad night.Jiang Zhixu's lips remained close to his neck, and red-purple blood was bitten everywhere.

Lightning and thunder rumbled outside the house, and lightning was squeezed in the gap between the curtains. Song Enyu's black jade pupils were illuminated by a thunderbolt, and a dark blue light was emitted by the thunderbolt. A clear tear.

"I must not survive tonight." Song Enyu thought for the last time in a trance.

After having fun and venting, Song Enyu couldn't fall asleep because of the sharp pain.

His body was still shaking slightly, Jiang Zhixu hugged him and asked, "How much does it hurt?"

Song Enyu's neck was hardly intact: "What do you think? Since I'm not happy with it, I'll tell him this afternoon. You have to bully me like this now."

Jiang Zhixu smiled: "But you have been with him all afternoon, you really have a lot of fun! I'm angry about this, it's me, I can't take you to forget yourself like him after you work so hard. in pursuit of excitement and pleasure,"

Song Enyu turned over and took the initiative to hook the other party's neck: "The jar of vinegar was overturned, can you splash the vinegar on me, I am innocent. I was splashed with mud during the day and vinegar at night. I was "illegal" for no reason. Detention' up, you can't call the police yet."

Jiang Zhixu brushed away the wet hair sticking to Song Enyu's face: "You seem to be very afraid of Hongfei?"

"Well, yes, although I know that he can understand my works very happy, but I am not like him, for the sake of art, I turn myself into a ball of fire to burn everyone close to him. I am not creating Venting emotions and resolving loneliness is just pure liking, the same as I am interested in literature and history and love to write some small poems. So I am quite afraid that he will go crazy, especially him, he is also a..."

"Homosexuality." Jiang Zhixu said it for him, and then explained, "Strictly speaking, Hongfei is not a lover of any gender, he does not refuse anyone, as long as anyone is willing to follow him, he will bring him back to Xingyue Bay. "

Song Enyu frowned: "Emperor? Harem?"

Jiang Zhixu was amused by his reaction: "It's not that exaggerated, but Hongfei's treatment of them is more of a sexual desire, he never falls in love, because his mental cleanliness will not be close to anyone. It's a kind of worldly emotion. Therefore, he should like you very much, so he will force you like that. "

Song Enyu moved closer to him again: "Don't worry, I only like you."

Jiang Zhixu hugged him tightly: "You are yourself, not me who knows how to be a vassal. It's my business whether I am happy or not, so you can rest assured to make friends with whoever you want. You and Weng Yaxin have been together for so many years, what did I say? ?”

Song Enyu gave him a blank look, and pointed to his own neck: "Is it your business to be 'unhappy'? I'm the one who suffers in the end, okay?"

Jiang Zhixu kissed the back of his hand: "Okay, hurry up and take a rest tomorrow, and I have to go to work the day after tomorrow, my Doctor Song."

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The author has something to say:

'The truly effective art education is self-education.Drawing moving words depends on feelings, not skills.That's what art education is all about. It's a little bit to impress people. '——Chen Danqing