I was always afraid of meeting Mo Song. It was like this when I was a child, and it was still the same now. He would make my heart feel uneasy, but during this period of time, Mo Song appeared in every corner like a phantom. I came back from my teacher's house in the afternoon. Just as I rode my bike to the door, I saw Mo Song swaying over. When he saw me carrying a picture clip, he quickly shouted and stopped me.
"I say, artist, why didn't you say a few more words to me when you left in such a hurry this morning?”Mo Song said with a faint smile.
"I'm in a hurry to go to class. The teacher will criticize me if I'm late. Who's as bored as you?”I replied.
"Oh, I'm quite free. I just came back and there's no one to chat with.”Mo Song said.
"I can't help you then. I still have to continue painting in the afternoon.”I said.
"The sun is so bright, and we still have to go to the teacher's place in the afternoon?”Mo Song asked.
"I'm not going. I'll draw by myself at home in the afternoon.”
"Draw what?"
"Draw whatever you have."
"Let me see your painting."
Mo Song took the drawing clip from my shoulder. I took it off and handed it to him. He opened it and looked at a few sketches. He smiled and said,
"This little girl is quite talented!"
"Who's that, little girl? If you call me that again, I'll be anxious with you.”
I grabbed the painting and the folder and rode away.
Mo Song pulled my car and said,
"Alright, alright, don't be angry. I was just joking!”
I turned my head to look at him. His wet hair was stuck to his dark forehead, and the cunning eyes under his thick eyebrows seemed to be much more sincere. This made me have a better impression of him. I asked him,
"Aren't you quite bored? How about being my model?”
"What model?"
"Don't be nervous. It's not a mannequin. It's just a portrait model, just like those sketches.”
"Alright, just come and find me in the afternoon.”
He smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.
As I was hesitating, he suddenly turned over, but he still didn't open his eyes. I quickly patted him hard. He sat up in shock, rubbed his eyes, and shouted,
"Who is it?"
"It's me!" I replied.
"Why are you here?"
He glanced at me and lay down again.
"Didn't you call me here?" I replied.
He didn't answer. He closed his eyes and prepared to go back to sleep.
I suddenly felt a little wronged. I stood there for a while before continuing,
"Then I'll be leaving!“
With that, he turned around and left.
At this moment, I heard him jump up from the bed. He smiled and rushed over to put his arm around my shoulder.
"It's just being a model! I'll come over after taking a piss."
He rushed out like a gust of wind and then rushed back like a gust of wind. Then, he sat upright on the chair and said,
"Alright, let's begin!"
As soon as I drew the outline of his head, he became a little restless. He tilted his head and wanted to turn around. I quickly shouted,
"Don't move. If you move again, it won't be right.”
"F * ck, what do you mean? Do you want me to stay still for a few hours?”he shouted.
"Just a few hours, two hours." I said.
"Just two hours. I'm not doing it anymore."
He shouted as his legs flew away, and his entire body fell onto the rattan chair.
"What do you mean? I just started, and you…"
"Let me see."
he said as he extended his hand.
I handed the painting to him, and he was delighted when he saw it. He said it looked like it.
"I didn't expect to be so handsome." he said proudly.
"You're beautiful, right? It's me who drew you handsome.”I said.
Even though I said that, I knew in my heart that he was far less handsome in real life than he was in the picture. His allure was not in his appearance, but in the few traces of evil in his expression.
For the sake of the handsome man in the picture, Mo Song took a short break and continued to get into position. The hot July wind blew in from the window, accompanied by the sound of cicadas. It was like a lullaby. Soon, he would fall asleep again. He reminded him a few times, but in the end, he could not get rid of this lullaby. Finally, he leaned back on the rattan chair and fell asleep, snoring slightly from his nostrils. The strong afternoon sunlight had already passed through the window and shone into the room, gradually approaching his body. I saw the fur under the sun emitting a golden light, and his dark skin seemed to be soaked in water, like silk.
Someone patted Xu Jiangli's back. "Wake up." "Hmm? What's wrong?" He stretched. "What? It's dawn!" She kicked her numb feet out of habit and opened her misty eyes. She saw the director's bald head reflecting a bright light under the lights. "Wow! Director!" Jiang Li's spirit rose. It was not a good thing to be caught slacking off. "Director, why are you looking for me?”
"It's fine. It's time to call it a day. Go home and rest.”The director smiled. Just as Qing Jia left, she heard a light snoring sound. She followed the sound carefully and saw a girl with a bun curled up beside the soft couch, sleeping soundly.
"What? What?" Xu Jiangli looked around. It was pitch-black. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. A group of beasts had actually forgotten about him. He would see how he would deal with them tomorrow. Xu Jiangli smiled apologetically." Director, look at me. I'm so immersed in the role that I really fell asleep."”
"It's fine. However, she was a young lady. She had to be careful when she went back so late.”The director walked back to the equipment.
Little girl…Xu Jiangli felt a chill down his spine. He was a man. However, he was already used to it. This was all thanks to the countless times he had been hit on by boys since he was young. Let others think what they want. Thinking about returning to the dressing room and looking at herself in front of the mirror, Xu Jiangli was shocked by her own appearance. May I ask, is this large dry and white water stain on her face his saliva?!
He scratched his face. She removed her makeup and took off her fake hair bun. His slightly longer hair was revealed. His hair was just a little below his earlobes, and because it was soft, it was very docile. Her face was very delicate. It was the delicate beauty of a woman. Was it his fault that he looked like this? His parents 'genes were too awesome! Xu Jiangli silently lit candles for her parents.
As a high-level cross-gender actor, his tone was also difficult to determine. She was destined to be a cross-dresser. In fact, he felt that he was the one who should be playing the role of a black-bellied eunuch. How could he play the role of a little white flower-like girl?
When she passed by the director, he was watching today's film, slowly replaying every detail. Xu Jiangli said in secret," No wonder he's a God Guide. Who else has the patience to strive for perfection in a single detail?"
It was three o'clock in the morning when he got home. She fell onto the bed without washing up. He was so sleepy. He still had to wake up early tomorrow. It was really difficult. She wrapped herself tightly in the blanket and quickly fell asleep.
“Everybodysfeelingwarmandbright.”(Everyone felt warm and bright) The magnetic and warm male voice brought with it a warm breath, pulling one's heart into the devil's cave of love. This was the voice Love was talking about. Xu Jiangli groggily touched his phone. This was his personal alarm clock. He was a voice-activated person. There were many Almighty voices in his phone, but he only loved this warm tone.
Oh, living a happy life with warmth and light every day. Xu Jiangli stretched lazily, feeling refreshed. He opened the white curtains. It was early summer, and he lived in the old alley, but it was unexpectedly beautiful.
Most of the people here were students and middle-aged and elderly people. The old man always liked to plant some flowers and plants on the window, and the plants were very healthy. The old walls here were covered with ivy and morning glory. The air was exceptionally fresh. Xu Jiangli had deliberately placed a few pots of mint on the table for the occasion. In fact, they were bought to kill mosquitoes…
"Little Xu!" The window of the house that Xu Jiangli was looking at opened. It was an old man with half his hair white. "I plan to plant some grapes.”
"Hey, Old Tang, I'll be right there." Xu Jiangli hurriedly changed into a blue and white striped short-sleeved shirt, white pants, and black flip-flops. He was like a shut-in in the deep mansion.
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