The sweltering summer made Chen Li'an feel very uncomfortable, he was lazy and didn't want to move, he just wanted to lie under the electric fan and play the corpse.

Chen Li'an looked outside at the wall calendar, and Zhou Xun on the wall calendar was holding a bouquet of flowers and looking at himself with a smile.

Today's date is July 10th.

The college entrance examination has just ended, and as a social candidate, Chen Li'an also learned to indulge himself in the summer vacation like a fresh graduate.

It would be nice if there was cream ice cream or watermelon at this time, how could there be no watermelon and ice cream in the summer vacation.

Chen Li'an tilted his head and thought for a while, then lay on the mat and moved his body, dropping it for himself.

After adjusting his position, Chen Li'an turned his head and shouted into the courtyard: "Lu Ming! ”

After shouting, Chen Li'an felt that all the strength he had accumulated was consumed.

In less than a minute, a kid with an inch of hair ran in from outside.

"Brother An, you call me."

Chen Li'an nodded at the position of the bedside table and said, "Take two yuan from the drawer, go buy two cream ice cream, and buy another watermelon, and put the watermelon in the water for a while." ”

"Okay!" Lu Ming ran to the head of the bed, took out two dollars from the drawer and ran out.

In less than five minutes, Lu Ming ran back again, holding a flower jacket in his hand.

"Brother An, the ice cream has been bought, and the watermelon has also been served." Lu Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, untied the jacket in his arms, and took out two ice creams.

Chen Li'an reached out and took an ice cream and put it on his forehead, and suddenly let out a pleasant sigh...

Lu Ming looked at the remaining ice cream in his hand, directly tore off the outer layer of paper, opened his mouth and took a big bite.

The cold ice cream instantly hurt Lu Ming's stimulated temples, and then made a sucking sound at the same frequency as Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an turned his head and looked at it, and then said angrily: "Let's play, don't block the wind, cut half of the watermelon at night and take it home." ”

"Oooh... Brother An, I'm leaving, you can call me again if you have something. Lu Ming bit into the ice cream, and his expression was distorted by the ice.

Chen Li'an took off the ice cream on his forehead, tore off the wrapper, put it in his mouth and continued to act as a corpse that could eat ice cream.

"It's so boring..."

After a while, Chen Li'an finished eating the ice cream, and there was only a wooden stick left in his mouth.

The weather was too hot, Chen Li'an always felt that there was a fire burning in his body, and glanced at the sun father-in-law who was still insisting on going to work outside the window.

Chen Li'an got up scolding, took the camera and film, and went out to Ma Xiaoqing's house.

It's just that I washed the photos in the past, and there is no other meaning, who let Chen Li'an have no darkroom.

Knock knock~

In the room, Ma Xiaoqing had just finished taking a shower and was wiping her hair, so she walked to the door and asked, "Who?" ”

Chen Li'an sniffed his nose and seemed to smell the smell of shower gel, spared his hair and said, "I'll wash the photos." ”

"Chen Li'an?!" Ma Xiaoqing opened the door in surprise, and then pounced on Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an felt the scorching temperature on Ma Xiaoqing's body, looked down, and found that Ma Xiaoqing was only wrapped in a bath towel, and the scenery on his chest was all in view.

"You're so daring!" Chen Li'an complained while hugging Ma Xiaoqing's waist, carrying her into the room, and closing the door with his feet by the way.

Ma Xiaoqing didn't seem to be afraid of the heat at all, so she hung on Chen Li'an, tilted her head and stretched her neck hard to kiss his face.

"I'm here to wash the photos, not to take a shower... Hmm..."

Chen Li'an's words were blocked back by Ma Xiaoqing......

Half an hour later, the shutter sounded in Ma Xiaoqing's bedroom.

An hour later, Chen Li'an took Ma Xiaoqing to the bathroom and took another shower.

The electric fan in the bedroom was blowing, Chen Li'an helped Ma Xiaoqing wipe her hair and said, "Be honest later, I'll wash the photos." ”

Ma Xiaoqing was lying on the bed, with no strength at all, tilting her head to look at Chen Li'an, with a strand of hair still on the corner of her mouth, and then pursed her mouth.

"Think beautifully!"

Chen Li'an put the towel in his hand directly on Ma Xiaoqing's face, and turned around to go to the darkroom to wash the photos.

Two hours later, Chen Li'an came out of the dark room covered in sweat, took a look at the bedroom, and found that Ma Xiaoqing had fallen asleep.

"I slept soundly." Chen Li'an gently closed the bedroom door, went to the bathroom and flushed it, then left the film to Ma Xiaoqing, and took all the photos with him.

Looking at the sky that had just darkened and the burning clouds on the horizon, Chen Li'an raised his camera and just wanted to take a picture of this scene, only to react that the film ran out...

"It's a pity, if only I had a paintbrush, I could still paint."

Chen Li'an muttered, and then involuntarily walked in the direction of Xicun.

It was still the familiar and dilapidated small courtyard, Chen Li'an looked at Bai Qing, who was sitting at the door wearing a big white loose T-shirt smoking and watching the sunset, walked over and took the cigarette from her mouth and threw it on the ground.

"I said don't smoke."

Bai Qing raised his head and glanced at Chen Li'an, then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it: "You care about me?" You have the ability to manage me for the rest of my life. ”

Chen Li'an looked at Bai Qing, who was suffering from hysteria, and suspected that she was smoking a lot.

"I'm going to borrow something to paint."

"In the house, take it yourself."

Chen Li'an went into the house and took out the painting materials, set up an easel in the courtyard, and sat there quietly painting while the fire and clouds had not dissipated.

Bai Qing turned his head to take a look, and deliberately spat out a puff of cigarette in Chen Li'an's face.

The smell of second-hand smoke was a little choking, Chen Li'an frowned slightly, and the brushes in his hands did not stop.

Bai Qing looked at Chen Li'an and muttered, "Ruthless man, boring!" ”

Bai Qing threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stepped on it, then leaned his head on Chen Li'an's shoulder, looking at him on the blank canvas, painted with red clouds.

"When can you draw one for me?" Bai Qing asked softly.

Chen Li'an thought for a while and said, "It's October, but it may be a little later." ”

"Then I'll wait for you."

"Hmm." Chen Li paused and said, "Don't smoke." ”

The corners of Bai Qing's mouth hooked up with a smile, and his fair cheek rubbed against Chen Li'an's shoulder, without agreeing or refusing.

The sunset was about to dissipate, and a slight evening breeze was blowing in the sky, and Bai Qing's jet-black hair gently brushed Chen Li'an's neck, as if expressing her pleasure for her master.

At the moment when the burning clouds on the horizon disappeared, Chen Li'an put down the paintbrush in his hand.

Bai Qing gently sniffed the smell of talent and turpentine, and seemed to think of that day again, and the originally smooth heartbeat began to accelerate again.

Bai Qing stretched out his finger and dipped a little brilliant oil paint on the canvas that had not yet dried, and then applied it to his toenails.

"Is it pretty?"

Bai Qing lifted his white and tender feet and put them on Chen Li'an's legs and shook them gently.

The red oil paint, on Bai Qing's white glowing toes, is particularly eye-catching and sexy.

But it wasn't perfect enough, Chen Li'an gently held the soles of Bai Qing's feet, and then picked up a paintbrush and carefully smeared on Bai Qing's toes.

Bai Qing looked at Chen Li'an's serious appearance, and couldn't help but want to tease him, and his toes twisted restlessly, making him unable to write.

"If you do this again, I won't draw." Chen Li'an clamped Bai Qing's dishonest foot with his legs, raised his head and looked at her and said.

Bai Qing's mouth pursed slightly, but his arm wrapped around Chen Li'an's neck, leaned on him and said to himself: "There is an art dealer who has taken a fancy to my paintings, he wants to buy my picture of death and rebirth, I didn't sell it to him, I want to keep it for the rest of my life."

When you're done painting me, I'm going to leave this pesky yard, but I'm reluctant to come here, for fear you won't find me. ”

"You say I'm like a cat, either you let me go or you take me home, and don't always think of coming to see me when you're idle and bored."

Chen Li'an painted both of Bai Qing's feet in a beautiful red, and then said: "I'm not suitable for raising cats, I'm wandering myself." ”

Bai Qing looked at his toes, the brilliant red seemed to suit him very well, and the oil paint in the moonlight had a faint reflection.

It's as beautiful as stepping on a sunset, and wild cats have their own colors!