mesbooks Chapter 133 The Scorching Sun (32 pages)
Chapter 133 The Scorching Sun (32 pages)
The next day was a sunny and beautiful day.
Qi Xuan got up early in the morning and dressed himself up smartly. He picked and chose in the dressing room, stood in front of the full-length mirror, looked at himself carefully, and then nodded in satisfaction.
Casual yet elegant.
It's an outfit suitable for a date.
This was his first date with A-Yao in over a month.
Qi Xuan straightened his collar and glanced at his watch.
eight thirty.
Just the right time.
This way, A-Yao can get enough sleep and won't go out too late.
Qi Xuan used his foot to push aside the clothes scattered on the floor and went out of the dressing room.
He walked to Gu Yao's room and knocked on the door.
Instead of the person who was dressed in pajamas as usual, Gu Yao, who was already fully dressed, appeared.
Gu Yao smiled brightly at Qi Xuan and said, "Good morning, Brother Xuan."
Qi Xuan looked at the energetic young man in front of him and smiled, "Good morning, A Yao."
The young man looked somewhat nervous as he glanced at the boy's carefully chosen clothes and noticed the clothes scattered on the ground behind him. He understood what was going on.
Gu Yao's gaze drifted to Qi Xuan's clothes in the room.
He quickly went out and closed the door, blocking the young man's view.
We can't let him get too cocky.
Even if you get up early to get ready, you have to pretend it's casual.
With his view blocked, Qi Xuan shifted his gaze back to the boy's face, which held a hint of annoyance.
It's as if they're unwilling to let something they've carefully prepared be discovered by themselves.
A bit...childish.
Qi Xuan's smile deepened.
Since A-Yao doesn't want him to know, then let's pretend we don't know.
He was in such a hurry to open the door that he already knew Gu Yao had been waiting for him for a long time.
The way the teenagers are behaving now is nothing but self-deception and a futile attempt to cover up the truth.
Qi Xuan looked at the little prince in front of her, bent down slightly, and reached out her hand to Gu Yao with the most devout posture.
"Your Highness, I will arrange your schedule today. I hope you have a pleasant weekend."
Gu Yao looked at the person in front of him with their head bowed and back bent. The hand, as exquisite as a work of art, was outstretched in front of him, in the most devout and respectful posture.
The young prince smiled and placed his hand on the hand of his most loyal knight.
The loyal knight held the little prince's hand tightly and led him to a romantic rendezvous.
This time, instead of playing adrenaline-pumping games, they opted to book a pottery studio session.
When I arrived at the studio, there were already other people there, about seven or eight people, mostly young couples who came for a date on the weekend.
Many people looked somewhat surprised when they saw the two of them enter hand in hand.
It was as if they hadn't expected to encounter such a unique couple.
After all, although society is much more accepting of this kind of thing now, it is still a minority.
Even among couples, it's extremely rare to see someone holding hands so naturally and openly.
Gu Yao didn't feel uncomfortable at all; he had experienced being scrutinized many times before.
Qi Xuan, on the contrary, was a little nervous and gripped the boy's hand even tighter.
But she no longer wanted to let go of the boy's hand as she had a few years ago.
Feeling the pressure in his palm, Gu Yao moved his fingers to soothe Qi Xuan's emotions.
They were met with gazes that were either astonished, amazed, or... burning hot.
Wait, scorching hot???
Gu Yao looked at the sweet-looking girl. Her round almond-shaped eyes were full of excitement and agitation, and she had a strange, satisfied smile on her face. She looked at him and Qi Xuan as if she wanted to devour them.
Gu Yao was a little confused, but he sensed that the girl meant him no harm and gave him a friendly smile.
The girl felt her heart had been struck instantly, and she grabbed the boy next to her, whose expression was somewhat indifferent, and started talking incessantly.
The boy was tidying up the table when the girl tugged at his sleeve, almost knocking things over.
He straightened up and looked at the girl in front of him who was still stealing glances at Gu Yao and Qi Xuan. Her body was almost twisted into a pretzel as she stood on tiptoe to look around, wishing she could grow ten centimeters taller on the spot.
Somewhat helplessly, the boy pulled her back. Seeing the girl completely embracing someone else, he felt a pang of jealousy and said, "Hey, didn't you say you were here to make me a birthday present by hand?"
Upon hearing this, the girl reluctantly withdrew her gaze, her voice sounding somewhat weak.
"Okay, I won't owe you anything. This is the first time I've seen two such well-matched boys in real life. They won't let me ship them, and now they want to make you a birthday present. What kind of nonsense is this?"
Seeing the girl in front of him still complaining, he put on a "kind" smile and said, "Which idiot forgot my birthday? On someone's birthday, I bought her the dress she liked the most but couldn't bear to buy for herself."
The girl felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and tugged at the boy's sleeve, pouting, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. I'm going to make it up to you today. I'll definitely make you a really beautiful one."
The girl was full of energy and started tinkering with the things the boy had just tidied up.
Seeing the girl's helpless expression, the boy sighed helplessly and resigned himself to helping.
The girl's gaze was focused on the clay in front of her, and she didn't look at anyone else. The boy reached out to help her, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Gu Yao smiled slightly as he watched the interaction between the two.
Just then, their eyes met. The tenderness in the boy's eyes quickly turned cold, and the smile on his face became indifferent. He nodded to Gu Yao and then turned his gaze back to the clumsy girl in front of him.
Others also started making their own works.
Gu Yao turned to Qi Xuan and said, "Let's begin then."
The two men took two pieces of clay and began to shape them on the potter's wheel.
Gu Yao looked at the little mud ball in front of him with absolute confidence.
But when the speed of that fast wheel went out of control, Gu Yao realized he was wrong.
Big mistakes.
How wrong.
His hands couldn't keep up with that speed.
What you think in your mind is one thing, and what you do with your hands is another.
They all look quite simple, so how come that perfectly good piece of clay becomes so strangely shaped in my hands?
Gu Yao didn't understand.
He stared at the lump in front of him and fell silent.
It's to the point that even Picasso would have to call him "teacher".
That's a bit...abstract.
Art that is too advanced is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
After working hard all day, this is the result?!
Gu Yao felt he still had some sense of shame.
He was too embarrassed to put the things in front of him together with other people's normal works, to dry them together, and to fire them in the kiln together.
Other people's works always turn out beautifully.
He somehow managed to come up with something.
He couldn't afford to lose this man.
Let's see if Qi Xuan can handle it.
Gu Yao dejectedly lowered his hand and turned to look at Qi Xuan.
The handsome young man lowered his head and carefully shaped the clay. The soft yet resilient clay took on the shape of a vase in Qi Xuan's hands.
It's clearly a successful product.
Gu Yao looked at his own side again; dirt was flying everywhere, and no shape had emerged at all.
Out of sight is pure.
This is awful.
Gu Yao silently flattened his own lump of flesh, destroying the evidence.
This kind of thing requires some talent.
He doesn't have the talent, goodbye.