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"I don't have a girlfriend. Why should I say I have a girlfriend? And I really like men. It's OK to be accosted. Just don't like rejection." Shen Feng looks at Murong Di innocently. He doesn't understand why he can't say he likes men, and men seldom come to chat him up.

Murong Di was a little surprised. He didn't read Shen Feng's information. Murong Ling was there. He worked as an intelligence agent. If someone got it back, he would definitely find out. Since he didn't say that he still kept people for a long time, there should be no problem. But he didn't expect Shen Feng to be gay. Murong Ling only told himself at that time that he was a half breed, his father was a university professor, and his mother was a doctor.

Shen Feng looked at Murong Di's expression and asked calmly, "are you afraid of the same?"

Although science has long proved that homosexuality is the same as heterosexuality, but the gender of people who like it is different, many people still feel that homosexuality is disgusting and abnormal.

"No Homophobia. How could he be homophobic? He and a Dai are both men. He doesn't like a Dai the same. How could he be afraid of homosexuality? What he has the right to be afraid of? What he should be afraid of is that he will like his brother.

"I don't have homophobia, homosexuality and heterosexuality are not different, and I have them around me. They are nameless, but they always accompany me to the white head. It's good to be a couple all my life." Murongdi said carefully.

This same-sex relationship is more precious and moving.

"It's rare." Shen Feng sighed, "if you can go to the end with two people all your life, there will be no one in ten thousand. How many people can you meet in your life? How many people do you know? Maybe some people have not met in their whole life and have given up. It is not easy for men and women to see, let alone men and men. They are very lucky and enviable. "

Murongdi smiles. Yes, it's so hard to meet each other, let alone fall in love

"This tone, how do you feel like a story." Murongdi asked jokingly.

"I met one, but I didn't get to the end." Shen Feng lowers his head, and his brush stops unconsciously. Maybe the sunshine in Rome is so beautiful that he can't help but want to talk.

"He's very nice, and he's good to me, but we don't have the chance to be bald after all." Shen Feng's voice was gentle and long.

"I miss it?"

"No, I'm very grateful for his presence, which taught me to love and be loved, even though he eventually became a passer-by." Shen Feng started to smile, and then said, "it's better to let him live in memory than to miss the past. Too miss once will only make me more painful, so I do not miss, only occasionally recall

"It looks good." Murongdi thinks that his attitude towards life is very good, but he asks himself that he can only put Murong in his memory and talk to others many years later. It's only many years ago that I used to like someone OK? Murongdi can't imagine that picture.

"Don't you think I'm heartless?" Shen Feng looks at Murong Di and smiles. He has a gentle smile, and the whole face is vivid. Having known Shen Feng for several days, murongdi hardly saw Shen Feng smile. The previous two times were all about painting. This is the first time, not about painting, but about people. Shen Feng's smile is very beautiful. It's gentle and comfortable to let the ice melt. Murongdi can't help looking at it again and again.

Beautiful things always attract people's attention, so does murongdi. Murong Di seldom talks about such private topics with people, and even looks at others so seriously. No wonder Murong Ling feels that they are very ambiguous.

"And you? I don't think it's a person without a story. " Shen Feng changed the topic.

"Me? I don't have a story

"You have outstanding ability, good looks and great potential. It's impossible for you to have a blank feeling, isn't it? Have you ever been attracted to anyone? " Shen Fengming knows why, but he can't explain why. Maybe it's because he told Murong Di about his own affairs, so he wants to hear Murong Di about his own affairs, even though he has heard Murong Ling say it.

Shen Feng also wants to hear Murong Di tell his story, but Murong Di doesn't want to talk about Murong Dai with anyone at all. No matter where they go, in the final analysis, Murong Dai is still the place he can't touch in his heart, the one he has loved for so many years and can't hate. Murong stay for him, like a seed in the barren soil, a touch of green desert, perhaps other people do not think how precious, but for him it is the world.

Shen Feng didn't wait for murongdi to speak. After a while, he realized that he didn't want to share with him. He said softly, "as for it?"

As for it? I think it's as for. He doesn't want to share Murong stay with anyone, good or bad, is his pet out, if not for his so many years without the protection of the bottom line, Murong stay can't develop today's temperament.

Although he sometimes feels that Murong stay a lot of bad, but these imperfections make Murong stay in his heart more vivid. He wants to hide Murong Dun, but the fact is that Murong Dun belongs to the whole world, but not to him.Murongdi didn't want to talk about it, and Shen Feng didn't demand it. He was a very casual person, and naturally would not do such a thing to force others.

The sun has risen completely, but Shen Feng continues to draw. Murongdi accompanies him quietly until they are hungry. Although Shen Feng has not finished drawing, they still decide to eat first.

Murong Di takes Shen Feng to a restaurant not far from the Colosseum. Shen Feng doesn't have any high requirements for food. He chooses a restaurant with a small family, but the taste is good. Murong Di chooses salmon and Shen Feng chooses steak. Both of them don't drink. Their eating habits are quite in tune.

After dinner, they almost returned to their original positions to draw. Murongdi thought it was very interesting. He asked why there were so many pictures of Shen Feng's Colosseum. He had to paint in the hot sun? He didn't feel uncomfortable, but he was sweating on Shen Feng's forehead. That's why he had such doubts.

But Shen Feng is very serious, said, "now see the feeling is completely different, this kind of visual impact will let the painting have a soul."

Murongdi didn't understand, but he didn't ask much.

"I may be a little longer. If you feel bored, you can go for a walk first." Shen Feng said.

"It's OK. It's not boring." Murong Dihui.

He didn't feel bored. It's only how long ago. He was bored when he was lurking in the desert forest. Although he couldn't explain why, he felt very comfortable around Shen Feng.

Both of them can stand loneliness. Shen Feng doesn't continue to let Murong Di go, and Murong Di doesn't disturb Shen Feng any more. They just draw and watch.

After three in the afternoon, Shen Feng finished painting. What he drew was a pencil sketch, only a part of the Colosseum, which he could see. It was very real. Murongdi always thinks that Shen Feng's painting skills are very good, but I don't know why. I always feel that there is something missing. Shen Feng's strokes are very stable. His control of painting is just like his natural. He is very precise. Seeing the painting, he seems to have a kind of immersive reality. With Shen Feng sitting in such a large building, the atmosphere of the Colosseum is still on the paper.

Murongdi frowned. Paintings are good, but if he were a collector, he would not collect them. I don't know why, intuition.

"You don't seem to like it?" Shen Feng inadvertently saw Murong Di frowning.

"The painting is very good." Murongdi didn't say anything but praised his paintings.

Shen Feng looked at murongdi seriously, as if trying to find the real answer from his face, "but you don't like it." This time he was sure that murongdi really didn't like the painting.

Shen Feng has some stubborn perfectionism. Murongdi looks at Shen Feng's tense face and says, "it doesn't matter whether I like it or not. It's important that you like it, because you don't draw to please anyone. "

After listening to murongdi's words, Shen Fenggang's tight little face immediately laughed, "I'm a bit stubborn, that is, if others don't like my works, I won't like them either."

Murongdi also laughed, "I'm a bit stubborn, that's what I don't like. Now you want to deny your favorite works for my stubbornness?"

Murongdi looked up at the Colosseum in the scorching sun. History has given him the precipitation behind him. People who see him only feel his history and massiness. But what about his glory in those years? What about his darkness? Who remembers?

"A person's life is very short. Nothing can make everyone like his own things. As long as you like them, you don't tend to be realistic and don't drift with the tide. Be yourself and time will give you the answer. "

This is very straightforward. Shen Feng himself knows that this is a mental illness. Because his parents didn't let him learn, he always hoped that his paintings would be liked by everyone, even though he knew it was impossible. It's because he's too stubborn. It's not good.

Murongdi looked at his painting again, "you draw very well, really. Believe in yourself

Looking at Shen Feng's relief, murongdi understands his mood. Shen Feng is a perfectionist. He tries his best to dress and behave like a prince from a fairy tale. He has high requirements for himself. In his works, he has a stronger identity because of some reasons he doesn't know He hoped that everyone who saw his works would like his works.

Knowing that it can't be done, he may not know that it can't be liked by everyone, but he is willing to deceive himself and murongdi doesn't want to take off his disguise. After all, it's just a chance meeting.