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 coat and put the coat on Xu Sheng's head: "Put your hat on."

The morning rush hour passed, and the number of pedestrians waiting for the train at the station was much less. This was just changed. Xu Sheng did not want to go home directly. The temperature of his hand was as cold as today's weather, and 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. Now he is wearing Shao Zhan's clothes to hide from the rain. He wears the same one. The hat is loosely draped over his head. The hair on his forehead is slightly wet. Then he hooks Shao. Zhan's hand said, "Can you call now, can you go to your house."

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

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

"Yes," Shao Zhan said, "There is a requirement."

"?"

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

"..."

Fuck.

Xu Sheng recalled the scenes and pictures of the "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. On the contrary, he feels like he is returning to his own home. He wants to touch the key and realizes that he is no longer "Shao Zhan", 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 opened, it was unclear who was approaching who first. Shao Zhan pressed Xu Sheng against the wall, and 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 into Shao Zhan's hair shallowly, 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, the water droplets fell down the broken hair on the forehead, and the cold rain was mixed in the young and passionate kiss. The coolness was fleeting, and finally it was burned into a ball of 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 soaking 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, and the black earrings were revealed. The tips of his ears were incredibly red but he didn't know it. He tried to continue the arson: "Together?"

Shao Zhan's well-knotted fingers touched Xu Sheng's forehead and pushed him away, fearing that he would catch a cold: "Wash it quickly."

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

Xu Sheng didn't bring a change of clothes. Anyway, I have been used to wearing Shao Zhan's clothes recently. After the shower, he was naked. With his upper body and hair dripping down, he opened the bathroom door and said, "I forgot to take my clothes. I think Wear 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 is very impressed by this dress, a simple white shirt, but he also wears a "tie▱https:\">a>" on the shirt.

Black streamers. 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. There are two sets of school uniforms, one set of sportswear, and the other set is the shirt dress.

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

Xu Sheng heard "junior high school uniform"

After that, I became more interested.

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 just leaned on the door of the bedroom to look at him with disheveled clothes. His collar was wide open and he didn't know the details. He 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, and I want to give you what you lack.

There is no need to travel through time and space, Shao Zhan looked at his heart and said, you have already come.

Xu Sheng soon 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 the legs also hurt.

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 than not wearing it. 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 dull and unclear, his lips fell on the corner of Xu Sheng's mouth, his kiss was pressed down uncontrollably, and then moved down a few inches, and he bit at the juvenile's Adam's apple 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 am done.

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

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

Shao Zhan only remembered the car overturning after Xu Sheng had 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 speak, and looked at Xu Sheng for a long time. He saw Xu Sheng's heart grow furry. He slowly squatted down beside Xu Yaping. The young man 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.

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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're 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 spoken, 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 fast that Xu Sheng thought it might be an illusion, and Xu Yaping choked up and said, "If you like painting, go and paint."

"..."

Xu Sheng felt that this might really be an illusion or not necessarily.

Xu Yaping went on to say: "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 **** is Xu Zhan? Where did this inexplicable name come from?

His "drawing" 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 have not been solved 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 didn't even feel 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 wrong

meeting.

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 endanger 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 I’ll go back to my room and make a 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 it, he saw Shao Zhan's message from 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: "……✖https:\">Xuanhuan Literaturea>_✖"

Didn't you say such an important thing earlier?

Xu Sheng's eyes went dark.

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

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

Xu Sheng put down his mobile 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 I didn't even think of it.

Xu Sheng said: "Actually, I don't know Xu Zhan's personality very well... But I think that the problem is not big, so I don't have 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 is worried about Xu Sheng’s physical problems, she still has a lot of curiosity 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 grades of cultural courses. 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 going to talk to Shao Zhan in detail about the second personality, but 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 glanced again, 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 a blank paper.

Meng Guowei, life perception, future planning.

After these words were put together, 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 that it's 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. The middle of the draft paper was written with three words: 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 an essay, there is a special session today. Write down the name of your target university and see if you have achieved your goal 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 a pen and filled in four words on the paper.