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111 17: Travel (on)

On the first Friday, the first Friday, Xia Xiqing suddenly puts forward to bring him abroad. At that time, Zhou Zhao was so broken, and the red curled long peel was so broken, and he felt a little.

"Where?" Zhou Zhao bites a bite of apple, crisp and full of juice, so that Xia Xi is clear, take the apple in his hand, and bite a bite, including confused, "firenze."

He is talking about italian, this is still Zhou Ziyi listened to him to speak Italian once, and felt fresh and full of charm. The familiar syllable let him react at once, "Florence?"

Xia Xiqing nod, "Are you not always thinking about traveling together? Just trying to go back to see my teacher, some things should be troubled."

Since I learned this plan, Zhou Ziyi is in extreme excited states every day, he is a person who spends a lot of time in advance, such as play, such as writing a passion, rigorous scientific male Typical procedures. Summer Xiqing is just the opposite, he is free and unsolved, where is it? Seeing the information collected by Zhou Zi, Xia Xiqing felt funny and helpless.

"Hey, you are going to my alma mater with me, not a free line." Xia Xi Qing took the finger to swear the brain of the week, "Why do you make yourself like a tour guide? Don't I recognize the road?"

Zhou Zhao grabbed his index finger, pulled to his mouth, kiss, like a hummingbird, "I know, but I also want to know the city you go to school, so I don't know much."

"Nothing." Xia Xiqing legs sat in his opposite, deliberately teasing him, "Anyway, I don't like your connotation."

The words said that Zhou Zhao slammed into the body of Xia Xiqing, and his head was rests on his shoulders. He looked at his side neck and kissed his side neck. He kissed is not enough. He also bite him. The skin, also bite the blood vessels that faded into the skin.

"Are you a dog?" Xia Xi did so, the two arms were automatically around the back of the week.

"Has hurt?"

"Okay."

So he bite a bite, hurting Xia Xiqing pumping a breath, two hands pinched him with his face, and licking him on the good face, and then inexplicably took a kiss.

He also likes Zhou Zhuang. Kissing Xia Xiqing who is not breathing.

On the first day of the working day, two of them flew to Italy at low-key. After more than a dozen hours of flight, it was already in the early hours of arrival in Florence. Due to the particularity of the work, Zhou Zhao has never had an experience of traveling alone, every time, Lu Luo and other staff followed, where to go. You can't, but he has never been alone, especially in foreign countries.

"Where is our hotel?" Put the suitcase to the trunk of the taxi, Zhou Ziyan entered the car with Xia Xiali, "close?"

Xia Xiqing naturally left the weapon, "I don't have a hotel."

"Don't booked a hotel?" Zhou Zhao did not believe, "Where do we live?"

"The streets of sleep." Xia Xi Qing's voice took a smile. The driver sitting in the driver is a fifty-year-old Uncle Italy. The obese body is squeezed by a small seat. It is very cool, he saw two Asian face young men, the first reaction It is to speak with him with a strong Italian accent, but Xia Xi is directly answered with Italian, "you can speak me."

Uncle can't help but surprise, "Your pronunciation is true."

"I used to be a student of Buddhaia." Xia Xi smiled, lifted the head, telling the driver to the address they have to go, the uncle's family lived nearby, two people talked for a while, he stepped on The throttle is going to the direction of their home in the late night.

Zhou Zhixing sat on the side, his eyes looked at Xia Xiqing, he said that it is a lot of mandarins, there are many fresh little expressions on the face, always unwilling to speak, very light In the past, hidden in the small tongue and gum collision, send a playful tribon, sometimes there will be some gestures, and the eye brown is a smile.

"The house here is very beautiful, you are very tasteful." Uncle is very sincere when you are going to get off.

"I don't think so too." Xia Xi Qing smiled at him.

"Do you have a car?" Uncle took the arm in the window and worked with him.

"NO." Xia Xi shook his head, "But I will consider renting a car tomorrow." Zhou Zhao looked at his side. He felt that Xia Xi Qing said that it was too cute when this NO was, and it was not like a negative sentence in English, with a heavy nasal sound. The initial initial pronunciation is not a mouth, nor a vocal strip, but a nasal cavity.

His nose is slightly frustrated, and the nasal cavity is made of EM's sticky resonance, and the shoulders are slightly smashed. The movement of gently shaking the head, and finally the soft tongue has leaving the upper and fly, all the small details make up this A small NO.

Too cute, like a kitten that refuses to be stroked.

"Then I wish you a happy, beautiful oriental boy."

The driver drove, put them in a quiet alley, both sides are beautiful houses full of Italian style, and a sharp-shaped controvenial moon hangs in the narrow sky of the alley, and the bright gray light.

Zhou Ziyou, learned the tone of Xia Xiqing, "You just say no NO?"

Xia Xiqing's right eyebrows provoke, showing surprised laugh, it is a good life, but he wants to be teased, so he shrugged, "BOH ~"

Another cute tone word, Zhou Zi's heart is bumped and jumped, and the strange tone of the mouth of Xia Xiqing, just like a small three-color pansy in the roadside.

"What does this mean?"

Zhou Ziyi didn't know, compared to a simple negative, Boh is more playful, indicating "I don't know," can I say. Xia Xiqing is also particularly like to use this word when expressing verbally.

"BOH."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Wei raised the suitcase with his back. Two people walked from a green wrought iron staircase outside a beige house, and the zigzagted stairs were returned twice, finally arrived at the top, Xia Xiqing's footsteps stopped in front of the blue door, turned to the body, and said last over there. , "BOH ~"

Said that he spit his tongue. This malicious selling is simply hitting the heart of the week. Xia Xiqing has not been able to have a lot of privileges, and he has saved himself on a blue door, and his arm took his waist tightened, with a thin cotton shirt, attached two bodies of warm body temperature.

The cold white moonlight cross the surroundings of the week, illuminated the face of Xia Xiqing, grinding the smile on his face. Zhou Zizhen hits, and the straight nose is slowly smashed with the nose of Xia Xiqing. His voice is very sinking, and it is soaked in night.

"Are you too bad?"

Xia Xi is looking at the head, the full lips are slightly opened, and the wet soft eyes look at the eyes of the week, and the two hands are loosely and ride on his bones. Let him be such a crowd.

Until the Zhou Ziyi looked at him again, Xia Xi was opened, and the most kindly clean face said to him.

"If you don't kiss me now, I will become worse."

This sentence is mixed too much soft and sound, and the heart of Zhou has dumped, just when he bowed his head, he wanted to kiss Xia Xiqing, but he was smiled and hid by him, "it is too late."

He found a key from the jeans pocket, and bowed the door that did not open more than one year, and quickly moved in the head. The warm yellow light is filled with this small suite, the beige wall is reflected in the warm and beautiful.

"What does BOH mean?"

Xia Xialu said helplessly, he said helplessly, and put it into the room, "I don't know."

"How do you don't know?" Zhou Zhao took another bigger suitcase and was discharged and discharged in the corner and immediately took the hands of Xia Xiqing.

"BOH is 'I, no, know, the road' mean." Xia Xi clenched him with self-smashing, sitting down on the small sofa of the living room, tired body into a soft sofa, he sincerely sent a sound Cozy sigh, look back at the ceiling.

The renovation of this small room is very interesting. The living room's furniture is a beautiful Italian classic style. It is delicate in the coffee cup. The brick red ceilings are like a piece of mahogany, you can take a closer look. It seems to draw. The crystal lamp of the ceiling reflects the colorful glass light, and the aperture of a large and small pendant is on a small pendant. However, this house is full of fireworks, and there are many paintings on the white wall. Some is a strong oil painting. Most of them are random lines, and they have some chaos, and I don't know where to tear down. Book page, with a small silver pushpiece on the wall.

The small details of these life are the style of Xia Xiqing. @ , all in Jami

"This is the house you have lived before?"

"Yes." Xia Xiqing took the head in Zhou, "I still stay here when I was at the end of February last year."

Zhou Zhao actually thought of Xia Xiqing should be in the school, but he didn't think about it is such a small room. But he turned to think, he felt that this is like Xia Xiqing's place.

"You walk more, is the landlord rented the house to others?"

Xia Xi shook his head, "The landlord is a very good old grandmother, I specially let her leave a house for me, I will pay a rent to her regularly. Because I didn't think I can stay in China for a long time, I always To come back. "Said that Xia Xi was started to be emptied," The grandmother was seventy years old, and his wife lived on the second floor of the first floor. They still have a very cute little granddaughter. Every morning, grandmother will be At the door of the first floor, sit on the small bench to comb my head. When I met my downstairs, I would be very enthusiastic, and CIAO ~ "He learned his grandmother and smiled.

Zhou Yi likes to listen to him, and the poor imagination suddenly can effectively use it at this time. Imagine Xia Xiqing to open the bag and get a good look and say hello to the grandmother.

"His wife is before the shoes of the shoes, the crafts are very good, many people are looking for him, so he often raises his gadget box to get on the door. He will give you a small flower for your grandmother when you come back. Sometimes it is iris. Sometimes it is a rose. "

"Whenever I saw him giving her grandmother, I thought, I was so good." Xia Xi smiled and sighed, then fell down the thighs of Zhou Zi, looking to the ceiling, and floating from the ceiling to Zhou Zeng Both eyes.

He stretched out his fingers, gently touching his tall nose, and moved down to Zhou Yi's lips, like a strokes the most gentle brush, fine sketching his lip.

"As long as you live for a long time, you will always encounter people who can love with yourself." Xia Xiyan himself.

Zhou Zi's heart jumped fierce, it seems to be gently poked with this finger. He lowered his head and kissed his thin eyelids. @ , all in Jami

After a while, Xia Xi took him into his bedroom. The bathroom was still big. After taking a shower, the two people replaced it on the big T-shirt, and the summer is sitting in bed, caught in the bed, and it is silent. He blowing hair, fingers gently dialed hair, gently bulld.

"Fortunately, the landlord always invited people to help me, you can sleep directly, otherwise it will be one night." Xia Xiqing looked at the wall, "but the wall is too chaotic."

He is talking about painting on the walls of the bedroom, and those who do not count doctors are a semi-finished product that venting emotions. Some even semi-finished products are not, just a messy line. Listening to him, Zhou Zhao also put the attention on the wall, honestly said that most of these paintings are very abstract, even dark, after meeting Xia Xialu, almost rarely saw him painted such a style, Most of them are exquisite and elegant classics.

A large oil painting is attached to the bed of the bed, much higher than other degrees. The face of the painted face looks like a face, but it is divided into many pieces, just like the face of the broken mirror, the eyes are red, the cheek is black, the lips are pale, every piece of debris Have a different color, there is a strange feeling.

He lost the thin face, there is a black heart, this is the most realistic part of the whole painting, the blood vessels connected to the heart flows with a black blood, watering the heart like the venom.

Xia Xi Qing's eyes quietly looked at the painting, and did not say a word.

Zhou Zhixi can feel his emotional changes, this principle is unclear, as if they have the hearts of them by a fine red line, as long as the heart of Xia Xi is slightly small and quiet. This line will be , tear his heart.

It seems to be saying, hey, people you like are sad.

Zhou Zizhi slammed off the hair dryer, kneading a summer, the hair, kneaded his head, "What happened?" He saw that Xia Xi Qing's eyes were looking at the painting, so I tried it, "That is painted What. "

Xia Xialu's voice does not have much emotion, it seems to answer how the weather is in today, "My self-portrait." Said that he added a sentence, "the self portrait of the past." It seems to add this sentence, you can make Zhou Zhao pain. However, even if he he himself, this is all useless, so he has turned into the summer cool, and the side is lying on the side.

"I am so tired." Xia Xi Qing's voice is very light, "Let's sleep."

Zhou Zi , gently patted his shoulders, want to marry him asleep.

After a long time, Xia Xiqing did not fall asleep. His eyelashes shot out of the shadow of the bedside lamp. Zhou Zhao hugged him in his arms and gave him enough security.

"Do you know why do I rent this house?" Xia Xiqing still closed his eyes, he always inexplicably stubborn in some place.

"Because it is very small, the small house will not be space."

"Well." Xia Xiqing continued, "I came to Italy, almost in order to escape the past, but I found that I became a person. I am the only Chinese student at the class. At that time it is also the Italian. Not well, many times, others can only depend on their eyes. "

Zhou Zi Ziyi frightened, "What is you."

"The freak, you can grow like a woman ..." Xia Xi sighed, "But in fact, I am not so mind, this is nothing more than a child. And later I also became this circle. The center, it is quite ironic. "@ , all in Jami

"But at that time, my teacher is very worried about me. He thinks that I have a very serious psychological issue. If you have been used as painting to express your distortion, you will only push myself to a more dangerous situation." Xia Xialu's mouth Pulling, "He didn't let me paint, let me travel around, in Europe."

Zhou Ziyi thought that painting, "So, this picture is that time you draw."

"Well." Xia Xiqing suddenly looked up, "I just like that time, I don't lie to you."

I certainly don't want you to see my dark side, I certainly hope to cover the sore, those ugly diverse areas, and all my weak and decaying loneliness. But how can I say, these are not me.

I have so many hypocritical moments, but at least in front of you, I don't want to disguise.

Because you appear, give me love never have. You tell me, I am beautiful.

Then I will ... let it be.

Xia Xiqing's consciousness gradually falls into a soft place, like a cloud, but is deeper than the cloud. The people who faintly feel that they left, but he didn't know whether it was a dream or reality. I felt flustered, and I couldn't reach out to hold him. Consciousness, this is like this, a little lapse.

When I woke up the next day, the sun had been filled with the entire small bedroom, sprinkled in the pale blue summer cools that they covered. Xia Feng slammed the curtains and knocked on the glass window with a heavy rose. Xia Xi woke up, raised his hand to make a sunshine, etc., wait until the consciousness gradually returned to the soft body, he opened his eyes.

Zhou Zhao is still sleeping, sleeping face is very good. In the past, he always hurriedly got up, Xia Xiqing quickly saw his sleep face, so he lied on the side for a while. When he is asleep, every corner becomes soft, like a foggy far horse.

Xia Xialu knows that he should go to buy some local features early, so he sits up, turn a neck, and prepares to wash your bed. The strange thing is that he found a box of color pencils on the table in the bed, scattered with a table, and several waste paper groups.

The original is not placed too, but when he looks straight into the opposite wall, it is not allowed to be in the same place.

The self-portrait of myself didn't have it. The wall center is filled with painted skills, and it is very funny painting, and I painted a boy's face, smile, the color of the colored lead , Like children painted by children.

He walked over and looked at it carefully. It turned out that the bottom wrote a word, and the beautiful writing lining the wind more naive.

Sharp painting of Xia Xiqing. --By: Zhou Ziyi]