I Only Like Your Character Settings

112 18: Travel (middle)

When I arrived, the first reaction was reached with the arm, the bed is shining, and Xia Xiqing is not in the room. It is uncomfortable when it is poor, but it has also caused home for a good job for his star. Zhou Zip sat up, and the sun was solely to let him see him. The opposite painting also hangs, so I really don't have anything.

When I was in a child, I would call a duty when I was in succession. Weekly.

He remembered the pair of self-portraits last night, so he drunk from the bed, opened his mattress, found that the painting is still, so it is loosened. Zhou Ziyou turned, see his own suitcase leaning on the wall.

This picture he has to take back and steal. Holding such a thought, Zhou Zhao hits the canvas, put it in the bottom of your box.

When he was washed out, I saw a small coffee on the living room, and there was a brown kraft bag. Zhou Zizhao has a coffee, holding a bread, ready to open the door, just kicking the blue iron door, heard the voice of Xia Xiqing, it turned out that he was downstairs, and his housing grandmother chatted below.

Zhou Zhao walked to the rails and biting a bunk roll, quietly looked at Xia Xiqing downstairs. He always enjoys the moment of watching Xia Xiqing, especially looking at him.

The grandmother described him with him, wearing a dark green dress with yellow printing skirt, white hair, laughing is very kind. When Xia Xiqing was talking to her, the two long legs will open a lot, and the hand is supported on the thigh. He looks at the grandmother with the beautiful eyes, plus his light blue striped short-sleeved shirt and dark blue And knee shorts, it looks like a cute high school.

After a while, a little girl wearing a pink dress suddenly ran out, like a small skylark of a thrott, hugging the legs of Xia Xiqing. Xia Xialu smiled and smiled and hugged the little girl with his own face. Post her little face.

Xia Xi Qing is good, no matter how much it is, he thinks it. In this way, I don't want to give him a thoughtful idea. He thought that he had slept in his hair, so he put the bread into his mouth and bite it. Light green t-shirt, low-headed bread crumbs.

Who knows at this time, the little girl in Xia Xiqing suddenly raised his head, pointed to the language of the sky, and the words that he did not understand, and the three people came up together. The old grandmother is surprised by the little expression, and the hand stretched into the mouth, issued a cute tone word, then whisper and Xia Ji clear, and listening is asked.

Disdmity, disregard. Zhou Zi Zi Punched Zhang Zhang put the bread in his mouth, showing a laughter toward the following people, and the hands were unfained.

Xia Xialu smiled, and the little girl learned her grandmother and asked again. He pinched a little girl's face and replied in English.

"My boy."

His voice is too warm, it is very light, but it is still sent to the ear of Weixin by the warm wind of June.

I don't know why, he even thinks that my boy is more dynamic than my boyfriend.

Xia Xialu hit his head, and the Zhou Ziyi said, "down."

"Oh." Zhou Zhao walked down with the stairs, and the bread was all eaten by the way, he heard the little girl with a very skilled in English, "That ... is I am your girl?"

Xia Xiali listened to the mouth, "Um ... this way, before you find your boy, you are my little girl." The little guy listened to this sentence is very happy, running to the small pots of their own door. . . .......

"No you are my boy." The little girl said a while, visiting the landlord on the side.

Zhou Zhan walked over to Xia Xi Qing's side, and speak in English and her. "Although this guy received your flower, he is still mine, isn't you, remember?"

Xia Xiqing hit the shoulders and hit a week, with Chinese, "How do you still have a child?"

Zhou Zhixi ignored, directly to the little girl, "Get IT?"

The little girl had a mouth, thinking about a while, ran to pick a small daisy, and the foot puts the fare in the ear of the surrounding ear.

"And you are my boy!"

Xia Xiqing and Zhou Zi looked at each other, then couldn't help but laugh, the landlord grandmother is also happy, saying to his little granddaughter, "You can't see a beautiful boy saying this."

The two people chatted at the door and the landlord. Xia Xiqing looked at the watch, and the professor was about to come, so I have a family of the landlord, and I went to the US hospital. Zhou Zi took the little daisy chrysanthemum in the ear, pinned in the hand and turned a fine flower stem, and the other hand took the hand of Xia Xiqing, pulled him to his side.

Xia Xiqing glanced at him, like laughing, and returned to the hands of the week. The happiness in his heart is can't compress it. It is like the soda that is swaying, and the top can open the bottle, and the sweet bubble is crazy to go out, and there is no remedial approach. Xia Xiqing felt that he was infected by Zhou Zhao, like a teenager, I saw him smiling at him, I feel warm, I want to hold him, I want to kiss him.

He even thought that if you can and Zhou Ziyi live in that small rental house, it should be very happy.

On the road, I met a small boy who sells handmade cookies. Zhou Zhao bought a large box, a lot of mouths in Xia Xiqing, Xia Xiqing shook his head, he did not eat, he was in his mouth.

This small house is not far from the US hospital. It is not long for a long time. Just enter from the door, Xia Xiqing received a phone call. The tutor's office is on the second floor, downstairs is a small garden, and Zhou Ziyi is sitting on a bench waiting Xia Xialu.

When Xia Xi Qing left school, she was actually a tutor's suggestion. On the other hand, I wanted to take a part of the work that sent a professor here. On the other hand, I also wanted to officially.

Professor Bianchi got around him, bypassing the work desk, gave him a hug, "I haven't seen you for a long time, clear." He is a forty-five middle-aged man, wearing a dress very else, the neckline of every day The towels are different colors.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you have everything about recently?"

Professor Bianchi smiled and shrugged, "Of course. But if you can help me around, I may be better."

The Italian man will speak very much, and Xia Xi has been habits. He smiled, "God bless, I still don't give you trouble."

Two people talked for a while, Xia Xiqing, I would like to retrieve some of the works of myself. The professor is pleased to agree, and he holds a pen in his hand. Poke in a blank child, but the eyes are staring at Xia Xiqing's face, Xia Xialu knows him I want to say, really, I haven't been asked for a minute, the professor asked, "Although I always know that you are very popular, I still can't help but want to ask, are you in love?"

Xia Xialu's hand smashed the nose, the expression was swallowed, and the two hands were put on the table quickly, "Yes."

"God." Professor couldn't believe it. "You have never been recognized." He smiled and shook his head. "You stay here for five years, I have never seen you ... I have never seen you ...

Xia Xialu clearly stared at a document on his desk. The above wrote is very beautiful. He lifted his eyebrows. "Yes, I can't think of such a day."

"That person must be an angel." The professor laughed, "Otherwise, how can you fascinate you."

I'm really said. Xia Xi Qing's ear pointer began to burn.

"I have to say, your state is very different from before, you used to be too depicted before, and it is clear that it is full of negative emotions, but also smiles, I have been very worried about you." The professor has long sighs One, "But now it is good, I can see that you are very happy, your face is sincere, I am really happy."

Xia Xiqing is a bit moving. The original one is just a darkness of the gloomy side in his heart, although the appearance looks closely and welcomes, but his painting can't lie.

"I am now ... very happiness." Xia Xiqing's face floated and shallowed, like a breeze, "he changed me."

saved me.

"No, it is worth it." The professor's eyes are very firm, so Xia Xi is unexpected.

"You are not saved by people, you are your tenacity to let you wait for him."

Xia Xialu has a sour, he can't stand the emotions and fragile sensitive hearts of yourself, but he has to admit that such words are moving.

He suddenly wanted to introduce the professor, although he thought that this is a little naive, it seems to be showing. But he hopes that the professor can take a look, see how beautiful people are Zhou Ziyi.

Under the entanglement, Xia Xiqing, "He is below, do you want to see him?"

"Of course."

Two people walk together to the window of the office. From the top, overlooking the lush small garden, Xia Xiqing can't help but kneel, sit in the bench, the three-five white pigeons fly to him, bite his palm, and two The little pigeons who only felt the brain flew to his shoulders, and the little paws clenched his mint tank.

Zhou Zixi's face is full of patience and gentle laugh, and the small pigeons eat it, and take a piece from the box, smash it in the palm. The light is not a deep color, and the shin is bright.

"He is really angel." The professor is all the expression of [I will know], can be very fast, his face is gratifying, "Qing, see you now, I am very happy."

Xia Xi cleared, and the eyes clear, "Thank you."

When the floor is going downstairs, the pigeons have gone half, only one small in the bench, and it is very busy. Zhou Wei stared at the little pigeon, how to see how fun. He heard the footsteps turned his head, seeing Xia Xi Qing's instant immediately, "What is it?"

Xia Xialu nodded, walked to him, see Zhou Zhou, from the empty cookie box, shouted him, "Biscuit?"

"Ah? I have eaten." Zhou Zi lifted his shoulders, "I thought you didn't like to eat."

"I don't like to eat, you will eat it."

He was in a very surprised by him, and Zhou Zi was a little surprised. "Do you see?"

Xia Xiqing fingers finger the above, Zhou Yu looked up in the direction of his fingers, and the window of the second floor had a middle-aged man, which is smiling at them.

There is a feeling of seeing parents, and Zhou Zizhao grabs the brain spoon, and laughs toward his mentor.

"I have to see people, I should do it."

Xia Xialu was clear, "Your idol bag is really heavy." But soon he added a sentence, "I still want to be handsome."

This sentence is used. Zhou Zixi lived directly with his head to live his head and kissed his face on the side of Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing wiped his face and pushed the shackles, but the smile on his face couldn't hide. Walking over a young tall Italian boys, Xia Xiqing did not care too much, who knows that the next second is actually called his name.

"Hey, tsing!"

Footsteps, Xia Xiqing is looking forward, there is no time to talk, a young man with brown hair will walk up and hug him, saying that I haven't seen him for a long time, full face is surprise.

"For a long time ..." said that the hand was taken by a force, and his face was looking around. Zhou Zi's expression suddenly changed, all did not just like sweet and embarrassing, full of attack, hostile On the face, I am afraid that the other party can't see it.

It's really a wolf without a pre-standard.

"This is ..." The young man looked at Zhou Zhuang, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, but he was still laughing.

"Lucas, he is my boyfriend." Xia Xialu clearly broke the opening, then turned to the weekly self-utilitarian Chinese introduction, "This is the classmate during my master's degree, Lucas."

Zhou Zizhao greeted Lucas, even if Xia Xi is so saying, he is still not trust, look at his eyes or full of preparation.

"It's really handsome." Lucas ignored Zhou Ziyu, a childish exclusive, a heart thought in his face, the face of East Western beauty, there is an extraordinary good body, "the proportion is very good, it is very suitable for painting the human body Is it mixed, or like you? "

Although the relationship between the previous and Lucas is not bad, but Xia Xiqing still can't stand Lucas, it is self-satisfied, especially in learning art. He is very clear that each other has self-contained human body, so I think he I feel uncomfortable, like being treated very baby.

He never thought that he would have such a strong exclusive.

So Xia Xiqing immediately transferred the topic, "Are you back from outside?"

"Yes, I just went to the church, with two new guys to write."

Speaking of this. Xia Xiqing looked down at the table, "I have something, I have to go first." He pulled the self-owned hand to leave.

"Eat together at night? Recently, a good little bar has been opened."

"I have a date, next time." Xia Xiqing stretched out two people behind Lucas.

"Hey! Can I leave your little boyfriend?"

"I want to think." Xia Xi Qing head did not return, and he seized the hands of Zhou Zixi. Zhou Ziyi did not understand what the two people were saying, but they always felt weird, so I asked in trial, "Is he married me?"

Xia Xialu laughed out, "Yes, he said that you are ugly."

"I am ugly!" Zhou Zi Yu is not satisfied with others, especially the evaluation of his appearance, but today he is more interested, thinking that it is dull that again, "I think I feel It is better than most people here. "

Why are you so cute. Xia Xi cleared, reached out and touched his chin, "Not most people, everyone."

Said that he told it again, "We have the most handsome."

When Xia Xi took him, he kept watching a table, it seems to be rushing. The sun gradually moved up, to the middle of the sky, take the entire Florence, deeply gray ground, bend around the alley of the four-way eight, and the red roof of the city brick, not far from a very high Construction, majesty. The shuttle is here, and Zhou Zi has a romantic feeling like a roman holiday.

Looking at the back of Xia Xiqing, he suddenly felt that Xia Xiqing should live in this place. This feeling that he has ever had such a time when he is in Wuhan. Whether it is in the noihood of smoke, it is still flooded The artistic breath of Tsui Cuiji Street, the existence of Xia Xiqing is always then like it is, naturally.

"I want to take you to see the David of the Academy of Australia, it is true." Xia Xi dragged his wrist, the pace slowed down, fast, it is already a red dome of the Trancher Boutique Cathedral.

"Why didn't you see it?" Zhou Zi followed his side, this nearly 100 meters high gothic church has almost attracted all his attention, the outer fish piergent marble decoration has a gorgeous stack of horses. , The white marble, dark green glaze, everywhere classical sculpture. It's too delicate, all like a church, like a certain precious and unparalleled art.

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"The mood is very shocking, but I want to let you see this. No, listen to this."

Xia Xi Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped, stopping the footsteps in front of a very high building, he bowed a watch.

"Where is this." Zhou Zhao also looked up to this tall building. He has done a tourist homework before, trying to see him on the Internet and the reality, "Is Jopo Clock Tower?"

I heard that Zhou Zhao said, Xia Xiqing can't help but laugh, "You are very powerful, Xiao Zhou classmates."

"That is."

Zhou Zhao also wants to speak, suddenly, long bell rings, the roar of metal collision is dragged and drop, wearing cloud cracks, directly hit the heart, he feels that his body is no longer autonomous, and it is solidified by this solemn shock. It seems that it is too much to be transmitted by the current, and even the soul follows the volatile vibration of the shock.

Just when he was embarrassed, Xia Xi kissed him. A soft kiss, as if the bell flakes, and the leisurely floating on his lips. @ , all in Jami

Xia Xi looks at his eyes, and the sunshine is generously sprinkled on his white face, like a white angel that carefully engraved on the church.

"In fact, when we just met so long, I was fascinated by your voice." His eyes are full of tenderness, is a cool mountain after spring and snow, "I want to tell you many times, listen to you. When I always thought of the bells of the Baihua Cathedral. "

He did not tell him because it was too mysterious, and it was indeed sincere association and sigh. If you don't say it when you talk, this is unconscious. If you tell him, it is as if you have a heart to see him.

It's dangerous, too real.

When Xia Xialu said this sentence, Zhou Zhao did not think of his kiss that he had done in the beginning of him - Rodin. Whether it is deliberate, or the true feelings, Xia Xiqing can always describe themselves with these precious artworks, let him think He Dynasty.

Zhou Zizhen, the head, the palm fine strotted Xia Xi Qing's back neck, the sinking magnetic voice and echoing the bell of the ancient city produced a harmonious and wonderful resonance, "Where?"

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When the last bell of the whole point left a long tail, Xia Xi told him the most gentle voice.

"All ... let me feel."