He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Since then, there has been a young figure in Feichston's studio.

Very often, in the bright studio, you can see a beautiful young man sitting in front of the drawing board, drawing bright and unique colors with his left hand.

Teenagers seem to have very few other entertainment activities, and their biggest hobby is painting and painting continuously.

There are not many people who interact with him.

It is said that his right hand is useless, and he trembles even when he writes.

It is said that he was originally a painting genius, but he was jealous of talent.

It is said that...

There are many theories that make him seem extremely mysterious in Fecheston's academy.

However, the oil painting exhibition in the first year made him a blockbuster in the academy-you must know that when he first entered the school, he entered the school with professional grades. However, in the first year of the exhibition, he relied on his left hand to become a dark horse, winning the first place and stunning the whole school.

Thus, from that day on, the suitors around Jing Rong gradually increased.

In the studio, it is no longer as quiet as it used to be. Gradually, many people began to squeeze in.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, Jing Rong is not interested in them.

When the love letter was pressed under the drawing board again, Ji An, a classmate sitting next to him, "tsk" twice, "Student Jing, you are so ruthless! This letter was given to you by Miss Huamei."

"Really?" Jing Rong's expression was always calm: "But I have someone I like."

Ji An was surprised, "You will have someone you like?"

No matter how beautiful a girl, how handsome a boy, he will always look unmoved. It is hard to imagine what kind of person a person like him would like.

Ji An leaned over, "Who is she? Leah? Diana? Or..."

"Neither." Jing Rong interrupted Ji An, and the movement of finishing the drawing board paused, a figure floated in his mind, and a faint emotion was flowing in his eyes. After a while, he said, "Don't you always wonder why I always stay in the studio and work so hard?"

"Ok!"

"Because I love him, he is a man."

His confession surprised Ji An, and then he spread his hands, "However, this logical relationship does not hold. It is a man who loves a man. Does it have anything to do with your hard work?"

"Our country is not legal for the time being to be in same-sex love and marriage. We are not like your country where all people can accept a couple of same-sex who are in love. Therefore, I need to make myself better and stronger. Only in the future can we fight all disputes fearlessly."

Ji An was completely impressed with the young man in front of him. For a long time, he sighed: "You must love each other very much. So, what about him? Does he love you as you think, as you love him?"

Jing Rong did not answer this question.

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Time flies by. The two long years passed without even realizing it.

Early in the morning, Wen Yanzhi's car stopped at the airport. He has been watching countless times-two years have passed, but the last few hours were the most terrible torment for him.

Finally, there are still more than ten minutes.

Wen Yanzhi got out of the car, smoked a cigarette, let his heart sink, and walked towards the exit. After two steps, the pace got faster and faster.

God knows how much he wants to meet that kid. How much I want to ask him to confirm the thoughts that have been hanging high in the past two years.

Wen Yanzhi stood at the exit for ten minutes, and suddenly, a figure broke into his eyes.

juvenile……

No, he is not a teenager anymore. He has grown up and matured. She had short hair that kept her spirits and she was still in a clean white shirt.

He pushed his luggage and walked out from the exit. Walking with him is another young guy, and the two have been talking and laughing all the way.

The other party was very lively, Jing Rong said very little, but the smile on his face never stopped. From time to time, that person bumped Jing Rong with his shoulder, which was very affectionate.

Wen Yanzhi looked at the scene, and his heart suddenly hurt.

He hasn't seen such a smile for two years. However, at this moment, he did not hesitate to give to those around him.

Who is this boy? What are they talking about, can they talk so happily?

Many questions popped up in Wen Yanzhi's mind, until Jing Rong looked up and saw him, his thoughts came back.

Jing Rong stopped and looked at Wen Yanzhi from a distance.

Two years, it turned out to be so long...

It grows to make the thoughts in his heart grow wildly, grow into vines, and wrap around his heart.

"Hey! Why don't you leave?" Ji An asked him.

Following his gaze, he saw a mature and tall man standing there looking at Jing Rong. This man, in that group of people, is the most dazzling one.

Ji An understood instantly, and slammed Jingrong's shoulder, "I finally know why you can't look down on all the flowers and grass. It turns out that there is someone better than them waiting for you at home!"

Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi with profound eyes, the emotions in his eyes fluctuated several times. Hearing what Ji An said, he smiled and said: "He is really good-looking."

"He almost melts you." Ji An sighed with emotion. The other person's eyes were too hot. The person standing beside him felt that he was about to be burned by the look in his eyes.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you during your transfer." Jing Rong talked to Ji An, but his gaze always met Wen Yanzhi. As if gelled together, no one took the lead to pull it away.

Ji'an yelled: "I wanted to accompany you a little bit more before I came to your country for a transfer! Jing Rong, you are too interesting! You are just seeing a friend!

Ji An yelled, rushing to hold Jing Rong's neck, "I won't let you go. Otherwise, I will die of boredom these few hours."

Jing Rong could feel Wen Yanzhi's eyes sinking and sinking.

He was embarrassed and pulled Ji An's hand, "Don't mess around! Let go!"

"Unless you stay with me."

"I'm afraid I would, but he wouldn't."

Jing Rong's words were only finished, Ji An's hand was already clasped by a big palm, and he was pulled down from Jing Rong's neck. Ji An raised his head suddenly, the man just didn't know when he had come over, holding Jing Rong's luggage in one hand, and pulling Jing Rong in the other and left.

"Hey, Jing Rong!" Ji An was very disappointed. Barking in the back.

"Contact again." Jing Rong turned around and waved at the other party.

He felt that on his wrist, the strength of the man holding him was heavier. Jing Rong raised his lips.

Wen Yanzhi seemed to be angry, and kept dragging Jing Rong away very fast. Jing Rong's leg was injured, and it was only easier to walk just now, but he didn't walk very fast. So, it was a little difficult to follow.

He just followed behind and looked at Wen Yanzhi's back greedily. In the past two years, this man seems to have not changed much.

Until he got to the car, Wen Yanzhi threw his luggage into the car. Before Jing Rong returned to his senses, he had already pressed his whole person on the car.

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