charming childish

It can be counted, the top art exhibition, the jewelry exhibition of the disappeared ancient dynasty, etc., now Zhou Mingfei has become this 1/5.

The outside of the building was not advertised with much fanfare. There was only a huge poster, which was Jiaer and Jiang Rusi that Zhan Sizhao took on the last day. Jiaer stared at the poster for a full minute. The two people who were at war with each other didn't look at each other, but everyone who saw the poster felt a huge, invisible tension. When entering the main exhibition hall, Carl stood there in a daze.

In a very dark space, there are dozens of hundreds of large and small mirrors in the middle, standing or hanging, with different lengths, widths and shapes. It looks like a whole lake is vertically drawn and split by the space. , Interwoven with clothes fixed in mid-air by thin wires, and then 3D images projected down. The video images of Jiaer and Jiang Rusi shot by Zhan Sizhuo were cut, reflected, and reflected on countless mirrors... ...This scene was too shocking, and Jiaer couldn't calm down for a long time.

In Narcissus, in a space without water, Zhou Mingfei used countless mirrors to express infatuation and fragility.

Everyone was invited to the opening of the exhibition. Jiaer looked around and didn't see Zhou Mingfei, only Qingyun and Xiaosong were receiving guests. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

He Yu also saw Jiaer, and He Yu's eyes seemed to be shining through the crowd.

After pondering for a while, Jia Er walked over to He Yu.

He Yu was still the same, always with a crew cut, slender body covered with loose and big clothes, exaggerated ear wires hanging down to his chest, he looked at Jiaer with calm and indifferent eyes.

Carl greeted, "I didn't expect you to come."

He Yu laughed at himself, "I didn't want to come, but I still couldn't resist my curiosity."

This smile made Jiaer feel that He Yu was still the big boy he knew, he also smiled, pointed at himself on the 3D projection and said, "I can't even recognize myself when I see it."

He Yu's eyes had a deep meaning, and he looked at Jia Er firmly, "Indeed, I dare not admit it, but I know very well that it is you."

He Yu stretched out his head, leaned into Jiaer's ear and said softly, "If Zhou Mingfei can give it to you, so can I." Jiaer took a step back in surprise, but He Yu's wrist was tightly clenched, and he continued, "Would you believe me if I said I never forgot about you?"

Before Jiaer could answer, a tall figure suddenly came over and pulled He Yu away. Jiaer looked at those eagle-like eyes and felt familiar, and suddenly remembered that he was the light of St. Martin's Chinese, Eddie Chen, whom Zhou Mingfei once said.He Yu, who was pulled away, frowned and said to Eddie, "Don't worry about my affairs, I know what I'm doing." But the other party only replied coldly, "I hope so."

Jiaer was a little puzzled, looking at Eddie looking at him with jealous hatred, which was exactly the same as Jiang Rusi's looking at him, Jiaer seemed to understand something.

There was applause and cheers at the entrance of the exhibition hall. When Jiaer saw Zhou Mingfei came in at this moment, he ignored He Yu and Eddie and followed the crowd.

Zhou Mingfei simply thanked everyone for coming. He didn't say much about the work itself. He said that conceptual works are meant to be felt. Everyone sees and feels what they feel.

For a short moment, Jiaer and Zhou Mingfei's eyes crossed each other. Jiaer vaguely remembered that sultry early autumn afternoon when he saw Zhou Mingfei for the first time in a crowded crowd. It was so similar to today. However, the mood is completely different.

At the opening reception, Zhou Mingfei pulled Jiaer to introduce to the media and friends that this is the model protagonist of this design, and part of the inspiration comes from him. Someone joked to Zhou Mingfei, then he is your muse, Zhou Ming Not only laughed but said nothing.

Jiaer felt a little apprehensive, this obvious "praise" made him very uncomfortable, and he didn't like this kind of social occasion, and He Yu in the crowd looked at him from time to time, and Eddie Chen beside him made Jiaer uncomfortable , he looked at Zhou Mingfei who was caught up in socializing, and decided to leave first.

Just as he went out and walked down the steps, Zhou Mingfei rushed over and grabbed him, panting slightly, "Don't go yet, wait for me, soon."

Zhou Mingfei took him to a small lounge on the second floor and asked him to wait here, with a tough tone. Jiaer felt that he must be a little angry, so he decided to stay and wait. He wanted to know what Zhou Mingfei would say to him. something.

After a long time, when Zhou Mingfei came to call him, he was almost asleep. Zhou Mingfei gently shook him to wake him up, looked at his watch and said, "What's too late?" Jia Er was sleepy.

"Let's go!" Zhou Mingfei looked energetic.

It was already late at night when Zhou Mingfei walked out of the door, and Zhou Mingfei turned into a side alley. Jiaer saw a parked motorcycle sports car, and his sleepiness disappeared after a while. He looked around it carefully, and it was so handsome.

"This is?" Carl couldn't help it.

"Ducati Monster, it is the most retro style among sports cars," Zhou Mingfei smiled and threw a helmet to Jiaer, and he was carrying the other one and putting it on his head, adding, "It's still a limited edition."

"Did you buy it? When did it happen?"

"Recently, oh, you were still in the northwest at that time." Zhou Mingfei signaled Jiaer to put on his helmet as well. He was wearing a haute couture black suit, but he was wearing a motorcycle helmet. , Carl was a little taken aback.

"Come up!" Zhou Mingfei ordered, "Motorcycles are restricted in this city, so you can only walk it in the middle of the night when no one is around. I want you to feel how crazy it is."

Jiaer stepped into the back seat. In fact, the back seat of the motorcycle sports car is not comfortable. It is a bit taller than the people in the front seat. Jiaer can only hold Zhou Mingfei's waist tightly, stepping on the accelerator rumbling, and the car is like an arrow. The same went out.

The helmet isolated the wind from the outside world, but Jiaer still felt a sense of untamed wildness. Zhou Mingfei rode fast, but steady. This speed brought it in, and he felt that the depression he had been feeling all this time seemed to be gradually relaxing with the speeding.

Zhou Mingfei must have planned the route deliberately, riding along the Suzhou Creek and crossing several bridges back and forth, traveling faster than the wind on the deserted road in the concession area, and finally stopped at the downstairs of his house.

Jia Er took off the helmet, Zhou Mingfei asked, "Do you like it?"

"like!"

Zhou Mingfei looked at Jiaer, the boy's eyes were shining in the dark night, he threw the key to Jiaer and said, "I'll see you off."

"W-what-?!" Jiaer opened his mouth wide in an instant.

Zhou Mingfei didn't say a word, walked over and gently put his arms around Jiaer's waist, and said softly, "Don't refuse", before the words fell, an extremely gentle kiss fell, without passion|desire, gentle and lingering Kiss, and after slowly separating, seeing Jia Er's slightly closed eyes with long eyelashes fluttering, Zhou Mingfei said, "It's 20 years old, happy birthday."

Jia Er's eyes widened, Zhou Mingfei looked at his watch again, "It's just after twelve o'clock, I'm the first person to tell you happy birthday, right?"

Jiaer never mentioned his birthday, not to mention, Zhou Mingfei was busy with the exhibition before this moment, and in such a hurry, how could he mention birthday again? It was a mess, and I never thought that I would celebrate my birthday with Zhou Mingfei...

But the truth was right in front of him. He was pleasantly surprised, moved, and complicated by such a cool gift.

biggest secret

They went upstairs together. Zhou Mingfei said that he was thinking about buying a Vespa, but he thought it was too ordinary and a bit silly. He said, "Monster is easy to ride. It is wild but not arrogant, just like you."

Carl laughed at himself, "Don't you keep saying that I'm too naive and fragile?"

"That's all appearances. Not everyone can see your stubbornness and wildness."

"Can I take that as a compliment?"

"It's a compliment, innocence and fragility are also compliments, beauty is beauty, regardless of innocence or wildness."

"I really can't say enough about you..."

After entering the house, Zhou Mingfei rolled up his sleeves and made another bowl of longevity noodles for Jiaer. As a result, the hungry and hungry two shared the big bowl until late at night. Jiaer suddenly laughed, "Handling is soft, eating is short." , look at me, I was here to quarrel with you, but now I can’t even open my mouth.”

Zhou Mingfei's face was calm, but his tone gradually became serious, "I will tell you everything you want to know now."

Carl felt that he had prepared for this moment long enough, but he didn't know why his breathing became short of breath.

Zhou Mingfei poured out two glasses of wine, handed them to Jiaer, and then slowly told a story, the protagonists were himself and the dead Alain.

"I was 22 when I met Alain, and I was 31 when he died, exactly nine years. You know I've always liked the number 9, maybe God knows it, so it didn't make it to the tenth year.

He is much older than me. I was really unknown when I met him. He was my professor advisor, but I rarely saw him. Most of the time he was in Paris, busy with Unique’s work, and his classes were too busy. Not so much, I only come to the UK for class, and sometimes I have to fly to Paris for important homework. At that time, I really thought, why is there such a troublesome teacher.

Many people are jealous of me and think I am lucky to be able to follow Alain, only I know, I don’t care about his celebrity aura, luxury brand resources, I am a poor boy, I go to St. My teacher, instead of meeting him, I have to save a month's meal money.

That kind of embarrassment, in the fashion circle, the most floating