Beyond The Outline

They didn't bring umbrellas when they went out, but fortunately, the rain is not heavy now.

Shao Zhan took off his jacket and put the jacket on Xu Sheng's head: "Put your hat on."

The morning rush hour passed, and the number of pedestrians waiting for the bus at the station was much less. This was just changed. Xu Sheng didn't want to go home directly. The temperature in his hand was as cold as today's weather. He couldn't bear to live in Shao Zhan while waiting for the bus. He rubbed the back of his hand lightly, and called "Brother" again.

"Brother," Xu Sheng was wearing Shao Zhan's clothes when he came, and now he is wearing Shao Zhan's clothes to hide from the rain. He still wears that one. His hat is loosely draped over his head, and his forehead is slightly wet. Then he hooks Shao. Zhan's hand said, "Can you call now? Can I go to your house."

Shao Zhan's house is more convenient, no one is there.

When Shao Zhan ran out of the warehouse just now, he still remembered to talk to Xu Sheng about the rollover. After the patter of rain, he forgot about Xu Sheng's eyes.

"Yes," Shao Zhan said, "I have a request."

"?"

"Don't shout that your hands hurt today."

"..."

Fuck.

Xu Sheng recalled the scenes and pictures of "hand pain" almost in a second.

Xu Sheng is not familiar with Shao Zhan's family now. He walks in front of him in a familiar way, as if he is returning to his own home. He wants to touch the key and realizes that he is not "Shao Zhan" now, so he raised his chin and said, "Open the door. "

Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Who is this?"

Xu Sheng: "Your home is not my home."

As soon as the door was opened, it was unclear who approached who first. Shao Zhan pushed Xu Sheng against the wall. Xu Sheng naturally took the initiative to move up. It happened almost at the same time. After several previous experiences, Xu Sheng learned to oppose the guest. Although he usually looks seldom energetic, if he really wants to move, the energy in his body is not weaker than Shao Zhan's.

Xu Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him unabashedly: "Are you kissing?"

Xu Sheng inserted his fingers shallowly into Shao Zhan's hair, and clasped him close to him, uncontrollably producing a strong sense of unreality.The experience of thunder and body exchanging was like a wonderful dream, but the moment he touched Shao Zhan, his lips and teeth intertwined, he grasped the reality.

This kiss is still out of order.

Driven entirely by instinct, water droplets fell along the broken hair on the forehead, and the cold rain was mixed in the young and passionate kiss. The coolness was fleeting, and finally burned into a fire.

The two came back from the rain all the way, even if they were blocked by their coats, the place where they could get wet was still wet.

Shao Zhan almost lost his soul on him. After his hand touched Xu Sheng's cold waist, he barely recovered his sanity and took a step back: "Go take a bath first."

Xu Sheng opened his eyes, his hat slipped back slightly, black earrings were revealed, and the tips of his ears were incredibly red but he didn't know it, and tried to continue the arson: "Together?"

Shao Zhan’s well-knotted fingers touched Xu Sheng’s forehead, pushing him away, fearing that he would catch a cold: “Wash it quickly.

Xu Sheng felt boring now, so he could not move, leaned back honestly, leaned against the wall and said, "Oh."

Xu Sheng didn’t bring a change of clothes. Anyway, I’m used to wearing Shao Zhan’s clothes recently. After the shower, he was naked and dripping with his hair. He opened the bathroom door and said, “I forgot to take my clothes. I want to wear them. That shirt in your closet."

Xu Sheng has his own aesthetics. He doesn't want to wear every piece of clothes in Shao Zhan's wardrobe, he chooses very well.

Shao Zhan asked: "Which one?"

Xu Sheng: "The one with the black tie."

Xu Sheng was very impressed by this dress, a simple white shirt, but there was also a black ribbon on the shirt that served as a "tie".When he was looking through the closet, he wondered how Shao Zhan would have such exaggerated clothes.

It took a few minutes for Shao Zhan to realize which one he was talking about: "This is my junior high school uniform. Do you really want to wear it?"

The teaching quality in Nanping is not very good, but the school uniforms are notoriously good-looking. Two sets of school uniforms, one sportswear, and the other is the shirt dress.

There are few formal occasions in Nanping Middle School, so he rarely wears this dress.

Xu Sheng became more interested after hearing about "junior high school uniform".

He took the clothes, lowered his head and bit the key to put on clothes to prevent the key from slipping to the back. The neck line was smooth and beautiful. He didn't bother to tie the black ribbon on the side of this shirt, letting it hang on both sides.

"Classmates," Xu Sheng leaned against the door of the bedroom to look at him with disheveled clothes, his collar was wide open, and he didn't know the details, and said frivolously, "Which class do you come from, get to know?"

Although Shao Zhan rarely wears this dress, this dress is representative and still reminds him of his junior high school memories.Standing in front of him like this, Xu Sheng really looked like a new classmate from the next class.

Still the kind of ignorance.

Xu Sheng was only joking, but at this point, he turned a corner: "If I can travel through time and space, I will pass through to cover you. Who dares to say you I will beat anyone."

You can still be your friend, family, lover, I want to give you everything you need.

Without traveling through time and space, Shao Zhan looked at his heart and said, you have already come.

Xu Sheng quickly realized that wearing the uniform of Shao Zhan’s previous school was really not a wise decision. The hands hurt easily, and this time not only the hands hurt, but also the legs.

The two have been depressed for too long, after all, they have experienced days when they can be seen but not touched.

Going back to my body, everything is pleasing to the eye, and it is convenient to do anything.

Xu Sheng's collar was already open, and there were a few buttons left unbuttoned, and the deeply sunken collarbone was unobstructed. Wearing it was more stimulating to the senses.The black streamer was swaying, and one side was wrapped around the neck.

"..."

He didn't "fuck" lowly until his leg was worn and hurt, and said dumbly, "Can you hurry up?"

Shao Zhan lowered his head, his eyes were dark and unclear, his lips fell on the corner of Xu Sheng's mouth, his kiss was pressed down without restraint, and then moved down a few inches, and he bit at the juvenile's throat through the black streamer. Say: "Little classmates in the next class, you turn your face and don't recognize people very quickly."

I called my brother just now, so I don't care when I'm done.

Before Xu Sheng finally put on a formal dress and went home, he looked in the mirror and found a piece of red on his collarbone. He had no choice but to zip up his jacket: "Fuck, can't you fucking bite in another place."

He planned to go back and talk to Xu Yaping about painting. Shao Zhan did so, and he forgot how to talk to Xu Yaping about painting when he went home.

Shao Zhan only remembered the car overturning after Xu Sheng left for a while. He hadn't said that his sanity was burned out on Xu Sheng, so what else could Xu Yaping think of.

When he remembered this, he called Xu Sheng, and a response came from the other side: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

When Xu Sheng got in the car, he realized that his phone was out of power. Fortunately, he stuffed some change in his pocket when he went out.

Xu Sheng didn’t take the phone out of power seriously. He paid close attention to Shao Zhan’s situation at his home every day, and often got feedback from Shao Zhan’s confident. He never thought about what would happen to Xu Yaping until he opened the door. , Meets Xu Yaping's slightly complicated eyes.

"Mom, why are you sitting on the sofa?" Xu Sheng changed his shoes, his hair was just dry, and two strands of hair were tangled up. "Why didn't you sleep last night?"

Xu Yaping has maintained this posture since yesterday. She thought about a lot of things and wanted to tell Xu Sheng if she had a full stomach, but the second personality "Xu Zhan" came out of the bedroom in the morning.

Xu Yaping didn't say a word, looked at Xu Sheng for a long time, and saw Xu Sheng's heart furry. He slowly squatted down beside Xu Yaping. The boy put away the edges and corners of his body, and asked her calmly, "What's the matter?"

Xu Yaping was sure in almost a second.

This is Xu Sheng.

Xu Yaping's eyes are reddish, I don't know why, so I want to cry, and I want to hug him like I did when I was a child: "You are back."

In a pun, Xu Yaping's "return" does not mean the same thing as Xu Sheng understood.

Xu Sheng said with a "huh": "It rained suddenly and the road was delayed."

He didn't know what excuse Shao Zhan used when he went out in the morning, so he could only use it vaguely.

Xu Sheng is about to say: Mom, I still want to paint.

However, before this sentence was said, Xu Yaping suddenly said: "I'm sorry."

Xu Sheng was stunned.

Xu Yaping turned her head and wiped away the tears with the back of her hand very quickly. So soon Xu Sheng thought it might be an illusion. Xu Yaping choked and said, "If you like painting, go and paint."

"..."

Xu Sheng felt that this might be an illusion, and it might not necessarily be true.

Xu Yaping continued: "Xu Zhan's words are all right, but it's a pity that mom only understands now."

Xu Sheng was completely stupid.

Wait a minute, who the fuck is Xu Zhan?Where did this inexplicable name come from?

His "painting" that came to his lips stopped abruptly.

Anyone who has made all the psychological preparations and intends to talk to the parents about the problems that they have not been able to solve before, the parents will be very confused by this reaction.

Xu Sheng didn't even bother to react to the sentence "If you like painting, continue painting", he was not even happy.

He vaguely sensed that something he didn't know was going on in this home.

At the end of the talk, Xu Yaping was silent for two seconds before tentatively saying: "If you want, we'd better go to the mental hospital for a look."

Xu Sheng wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"This disease will always be cured," Xu Yaping said calmly. "Mom checked it on the Internet. You can go to the psychiatric hospital and go to the psychiatric or psychiatric department."

Xu Sheng found out that he was struck by lightning this morning, and there was no excitement from what is happening now: "???"

What kind of illness does he need to go to a mental hospital for treatment?

Xu Sheng tried to interject: "No, is this..." What's the misunderstanding.

Xu Yaping: "Although this may be unfair to Xu Zhan, his appearance was originally an accident. This disease is very complicated. If he persists, it will harm you."

"..."

Xu Sheng suspected that it was not him and Shao Zhan who were struck by lightning, but his mother.

"Mom," Xu Sheng finally caught the word'zhan', and stood up in a daze, "My phone is dead, so go back to the room and charge."

After the phone is charged and powered on, the boot interface is displayed on the screen after ten seconds.

Xu Sheng's mind was in a mess, and he entered the wrong password several times.

When he clicked on WeChat, he saw the message from Shao Zhan an hour ago: Your mother found out that I was not you yesterday.

There is one more at the back.

-I said I am your second personality.

Xu Sheng: "..."

Didn't you say such an important thing earlier?

Xu Sheng's eyes were dark.

Before returning home, he thought that the next biggest ordeal was to convince his mother, but never expected that the last task left for him was to make him pretend to be crazy.

What else could he do, he could only consider himself a lunatic.

Xu Sheng put down his phone and headed back to the living room: "Do you know about Xu and Xu Zhan?"

Xu Yaping's eyes were red again: "I'm sorry, Mom didn't know, I thought it was for your own good, but I didn't expect—"

Xu Shengxin said that he didn't expect it.

Xu Sheng worded: "Actually, I don't know Xu Zhan's personality very well... But I think that the problem is not big, so I don't need to go to the mental hospital, right?"

Xu Yaping insisted: "No, you still have to check it out. I read on the Internet that if this disease does not develop well, the secondary personality will swallow the master personality, and you may sleep in this body forever."

"..."

Xu Sheng and Xu Yaping had a series of discussions on the issue of mental hospitals.

Xu Sheng could only insist on the fantasy saying "Xu Zhan said goodbye to him and won't come back again." The two finally agreed that if Xu Zhan appeared again next time, they would go to the hospital.

Xu Yaping: "If he comes out next time, he must go to the hospital."

Xu Sheng experienced the feeling of being a mental patient for the first time. He said with difficulty: "...good."

Although Xu Yaping was worried about Xu Sheng’s physical problems, she was still curious about "Xu Zhan": "Will the second personality write differently? The grades are also different? I have read his test papers and he seems to have very good grades. it is good."

Xu Sheng didn't know how to say: "Yes."

Xu Yaping lamented the magic of this world: "Drawing depends on the results of the cultural course. You have fallen so much, and your current grades—"

Xu Yaping thought on a whim and asked casually: "Can I ask Xu Zhan to come out for the exam during the exam?"

Xu Sheng: "..."

This may not work.

When Xu Sheng returned to the room, the heart he was holding was let go. He was planning to talk to Shao Zhan in detail about the second personality, but he turned around and saw the neatly organized desk. One more thing.

There is a paper star pressed on the test paper.

The creases are unusually neat, as if they were deliberately measured with a ruler, so neat as to convert the project of folding stars into a certain standard mathematical formula.

Xu Sheng was stunned, wondering if Shao Zhan left him?

Very ordinary material, even familiar, Xu Sheng took another look, remembering that Meng Guowei always likes to use this kind of paper to let them write some life perceptions and future plans in class meetings. He always handed in blank papers.

Meng Guowei, life perception, future planning.

After these words were combined, an unspeakable and wonderful mood suddenly surged. He put the paper star in his palm, and took it apart little by little.

Halfway through, several black ink writings appeared in front of him.

It's just too scribbled, and you can't tell what it is with this half of the word.

Xu Sheng guessed the answer.

At the end of his disassembly, he really had a piece of draft paper cut into long strips in his hand, with three words written in the middle of the draft paper: Central Academy of Fine Arts.

Thinking back to summer, the fan kept spinning overhead, and the sun outside the window was scorching hot. After returning from the oasis base, Meng Guowei stood on the podium and said: "Let’s be quiet in this class, write a composition, my dream..."

"In addition to writing essays, there is a special session today. Write down the name of your target university and see if you have achieved your goals when you graduate."

At that time, he was lying on the table and planning to go to bed, and he didn't write any composition. Before going to bed, he hooked up a pen and filled in four words on the paper.