Logical Aesthetics Chapter 23

Chapter 23 【Two More】

<< "If I can't get the ring; I can take the hand with the ring.">> 

    Obviously, he had never called him "Mr. Zhong" before, why did he have to say it at this time ...

    "Was it because of the wine hasn't woken up yet, he was too bold." Zhang Xingzhi heard Zhong Yi say to him, "I said that our teacher Zhang is actually very bold, but everyone knows too little about you ... ... just like this? "

    Speaking of it, Zhong Yi found the ring that he had been hiding for a long time from Zhang Xingzhi’ s jeans pocket and said, "It turns out that asking me at that time was not important. I was thinking about whether I should stay by myself. I just feel that our Teacher Zhang is really good at unexpected things. "

    If it weren't for helping him undress, Zhong Yi saw his ring fall out of this person's pants pocket, otherwise he might would have thought that the ring was just in the room and he had not noticed it before and found it suddenly, he would never have thought that it was deliberately taken away.

    "It is said that the most deceiving people are always the 'honest people'. This sentence is really true." Zhong Yi looked at the ring in his hand.

    But Zhang Xingzhi, who was caught red handed, was neither embarrassed nor justified his actions. Instead, he answered him with another question, and his voice was low: "Does Teacher Zhong still want to go to my house ?"

    Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow: "If I get to see a living room that takes twenty minutes to go back and forth ?"

    " I will."

    The taxi from the club to Zhang Xingzhi’ s house, took twenty minutes and did not even give Zhong Yi the opportunity to repent.

    Zhang Xingzhi sought the ring several times and asked for the ring but to no avail. He simply held his hand in his hand all the way along. Zhong Yi  was not strong, but he did not allowed him to put  his beak in.

    Zhong Yi found it amusing that they were holding hands like  kindergarten children. He asked him why he was holding his hand like that. He was afraid that Zhong Yi would run away.

    "If I can't get the ring; I can take the hand with the ring."

   Zhong Yi was shocked: "... I'm pretty sure you are not sober yet."

    Later, along the way, the two chatted a lot. Zhang Xingzhi asked him if he couldn't sleep because he was sleeping on the same bed.

    "I just have poor sleep quality." Zhong Yi shook his head. "I guess you have not noticed my dark circles that are getting darker by the day."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "Do you have too much work load?"

    Zhong Yi smiled: "It isn't because I have too much work load. Even elementary students know that they can't fall asleep because they don't have enough homework."

    Zhang Xingzhi stopped for a moment, then said, "Then sleep at my house tonight."

    "Ok?"

    "Last time in my car I didn't expect to find you to falling asleep, maybe it would be better if you slept at my house."

    Zhong Yi  looked out the window and smiled: "Okay, if you want to be so spiritual, you'll have to  fun by yourself."

    Zhang Xingzhi paused: "Wouldn't Liang Sili ask if you don’t go back home?"

    Zhong Yi: "?"

    Zhong Yi: "What does it have to do with him if I go back?"

    "Don't you live together?"

    "We just live ... Poof, you don't think we live in the same house, we just live in the same building on different floors, Teacher Zhang, what are your brain cells thinking about."

    "... Is that so?"

    "Of course, don't be so cute, Teacher Zhang, even if you read horror novels all day long it will not happen as terrible as you think."

    Although he had already been mentally prepared for a long time, when he really saw Zhang Xingzhi's home, Zhong Yi was still a little shocked. The magnificent degree of this magnificence was indeed a bit too much.

    "I was expecting that you would live in a high-end apartment, but you are more arrogant than me, boss Zhang." Zhong Yi successively compared the real estate in front of him and the person's plain clothes, and sighed, "It's too much."

    "You just don't have a city to settle in because of your work, and the price in Quanshi is not expensive." Zhang Xingzhi said it was key.

    Yes, Zhong Yi's house was arranged by Liang Sili according to his itinerary. Recently, he was living in Quanshi, one it was convenient to return to Hong Kong, and the other was that it was close to the industrial park.

    "It's cheap, I haven't seen at your school and other teachers won't buy a thousands of dollars of worth villas with private gardens only to live alone. You have more money than when I was  was 28. Are you a second generation rich heir? "

Looking at the mansion before him, Zhong Yi was simply amazed, and he said that the man had underestimated  the gold content of "near school" too much.

    As a result, Zhang Xingzhi, who led him straight upstairs bedroom, only said, "I'm not a second generation heir, but I just wanted to live closer to the school, which was more convenient."

    The reason is simple and mean.

    Looking around on his way, Zhong Yi saw that there was a home elevator, a study, a gym, and a projector room. Finally, even a Jacuzzi in the balcony, and expensive marble  was everywhere. Looking at  the uniform decoration style of the whole house. People who were simple, should directly buy hardcover suites .

    "No wonder it took you so long to go to the living room to get a charger." Zhong Yi now fully understood Zhang Xingzhi.

    Regarding the area of the mansion, in his words, he felt that he had to take at least half an hour, saying that the glory of this man's family was a bit harsh.

    At this point, Zhong Yi's curiosity was completely hooked on. For the first time, Zhang Xingzhi’ s name was called so directly : "What the hell do you do for a living Zhang Xingzhi?"

    Not to mention the small difference, one year's property management fee was enough to pay the down payment of a ordinary residential flat next door.

    Zhang Xingzhi raised his hand and opened the door of his room, and answered truthfully: "Photographer, a photographer who teaches at a university."

    Zhong Yi wanted to say that he seemed to remember that he had said that he had a photography studio and was attracted by Zhang Xingzhi’ s bedroom TV wall which was as big as the living room of his apartment. Was that a ... ?

    Zhong Yi could recognize it even without his pair of glasses. It was a dissected map of the world. You could even see the uneven terrain on the ground from afar, and was filled in with corresponding low-saturation colors according to the different places. The feeling of seeing the whole world in front of you was quite spectacular.

    It was only when he approached  it that Zhong Yi discovered that some of the places on the map were marked with small red flags, such as a rain forest near the equator, a mountain range in Europe, and the most prominent ... Everest?

    "Is this Everest?" Zhong Yi asked, pointing at the small red flag at the foot of the mountain, "Can I touch it?"

    Zhang Xingzhi nodded: "Yes, Everest."

    Zhong Yi hesitated: "So the red flag ... does it mean that you have been there?"

    "Yeah." Zhang Xingzhi also stood behind him and looked at the wall together while talking slowly, "Actually, I bought this house because of this wall. I think it's great."

    "Do you like travelling?" Zhong Yi stared at the vivid topographical map in front of him, as if opening the door to a new world.

    Zhang Xingzhi paused: "It's true, but it was the same."

    Zhong Yi: "Is it a retreat mountain home now, concentrate on teaching and educating people."

    Zhang Xingzhi also laughed. Without denying him, he accompanied Zhong Yi to carefully look at this map that he had already been familiar with.

    In the past few years, Zhong has also seen many people, but Zhang Xingzhi is the first time he really saw him.

    Obviously there is a seemingly related photography link between them, but the overall temperament always makes people feel that the scope of the two's activities is completely out of intersection.

    In addition to just beginning to ask Everest, he doesn’t even know where the red flag is, because he can easily count it on this map. There are at least 20 or more red flags around the world…

    Although his geography had returned to the teacher, he can't recall the exact names of these places, but he intuitively feels that these are not popular tourist destinations in the ordinary sense, until he sees a small black flag outlined by dotted lines in northwest Africa.

    "What does this mean?" Zhong Yi said, thoughtfully touching the complex and unusual terrain around it, especially the steep mountains in the middle.

    Zhang Xingzhi: "I was originally prepared to go, but didn't go to the place and then I never had a chance to go."

    Zhong Yi was clear: "Do you still want to go?"

    Subconsciously, Zhang Xing turned his attention to Zhong Yi's face, and found that he just asked it casually.

    So he was silent for a while, relying on people who could understand him, and chose to tell the truth: "I want to go."

    Zhong Yi nodded: "I want to go too."

    Zhang Xingzhi was stunned and just wanted to ask him if he knew where it was. He listened to Zhong Yi and added: "Of course I said what I put it a few years ago. It is not possible now. It is rare that I just want to stay at home and not play. Moved."

    "The house is very good; I just want to stay at home now." Zhang Xingzhi silently grinned at his overly sensitive nerve silently and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

    Zhong Yi blinked his eyes and said, "I don't think I will feel a bit sleepy just because you asked."

    "But I don't want to clean up the room for you."

    "Although I am a scum, and I came back with you, I still have some self respect."

    "Go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

    When Zhang Xingzhi came out of the bathroom, he thought that Zhong Yi had fallen asleep. As a result, he just lifted the quilt lightly, and Zhong Yi who had only put on his pajamas leaned in with his eyes closed, his slightly curly long hair was spreading behind his head and asked him with his eyes closed, "Do you regret that we are just sleeping like this?"

    Zhang Xingzhi had an  honest like always: "Yes."

    "Actually, if you want to do something now, I will accompany you. After all, I have agreed to sleep with you. The shelf life of a one night stand can still be guaranteed."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "I only want you to sleep well."

    Zhong Yi was amused: "In fact, I will sleep better after having sex."

    But Zhang Xingzhi didn't look at him at all and said: "Stay next time."

    Although this should be the last time, he thought.

    "God has said, good children will never run out of luck, maybe there will be another time ..." Zhong Yi leaned on this man's generous shoulders, and his voice became softer and he felt sleepy.

    At that time, Zhang Xingzhi didn't know yet that Zhong Yi actually didn't joke with him at all. After all, he couldn't think of how many people in his arms had broken silently for him. He slept delicately in front of Zhong Yi. He looked at him for a long time, and then subconsciously helped him tuck the loose hair strands that had slipped onto tip of his nose to behind his ear.

    What he didn't confess was the fact that when he first picked up the camera eight years ago and walked past those places marked with red flags, he no longer believed in God.

    I don’t want God to say it, I want you to say it.

    The next day, usually sleeping for eight hours was considered a congratulatory person, but he opened his eyes only at twelve noon, and Zhong Yi had slept so much last time didn’t know if it was a few years ago.

    The blackout curtains in the room were still closed, but the person next to him was gone.


    Zhong Yi felt so refreshed that he climbed out of the bed without a bad mood, put on Zhang Xingzhi's pajamas, and fixed his unkempt hair  and put on slippers to find Zhang Xingzhi.

    As a result, he went out of the bedroom and walked down the hallway to find Zhang Xingzhi. Instead, he found a stranger?

    The man was wearing a black tight vest casually. The exposed skin tone was a healthy wheat color. The muscles on his arms were smooth. Although his short hair was not as short as Zhang Xingzhi's, he was also had a buzz cut. Considering his age, he was sitting on the sofa and sketching on a sheet, and there were many drawings on the coffee table.

    As soon as he heard the footsteps, the child shouted "Brother" without raising his head, and said, "I changed the part of the mountain climbing to this "Brother come and see if it works."

    But after saying that, he felt something was wrong. His brother's footsteps were not like that, and he was not supposed to come out of the bedroom ...

    As soon as the child looked up, he saw Zhong Yi holding his arms against the wall in the corridor. They did not know each other and there stared at each other awkwardly on the spot.

    When it’s time to change, the thorny head must begin with the first sentence and ask how this person is in his brother ’s house, because he has never seen a second guest other than him at this house, but this person had a bit of unsuitable pajamas. Whom it belongs to, he knows better than anyone ...

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s pajamas were the most basic black and white models in trousers and long sleeves, except that Zhong Yi's chest buttons have spread out more than half, all traces of history are matched with someone who ate leopard gall last night The deepening of the kiss marks on his side neck exposed with a thorn, and the original set of pajamas was worn out by him with infinite ambiguousness. The relationship between the two was even more obvious.

    Just say why don’t you just go to the bedroom and talk as you did today!

    The guy with a thorny head that had never been approved for the night and had collapsed. At that time, his eyes were staring at the strawberry prints, and the hostility could directly be seen on his face.

    Zhong Yi could smell the jealously from a distance, so he looked up at the person from the other side of the stairs and ridiculed him: "It seems that our teacher Zhang's market is really not blowing, and I am very impressed. "

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