When Wen Jin stepped into the classroom, Wu You was huddled in the corner of the last row, his fingers tightly pinching the edge of the picture album until his knuckles turned white.He caught a glimpse of Wen Jin's profile from the corner of his eye, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.The hideous knife wound on Gu Xi's arm seemed to split open again before his eyes, and the memory mixed with the smell of blood made his throat tighten.How could someone be so cruel?Wen Jin's gaze swept across the classroom and fell directly on Jinchen.The young man was looking down at a picture album, his hair hanging down to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and his light-colored clothes made his skin look gentle.As if he had noticed being stared at, Jinchen suddenly looked up, and the moment his eyes met Wen Jin's, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, like spring snow melting, inexplicably dispelling the stuffiness in the classroom."Last week's homework..." Wen Jin withdrew his gaze and continued teaching.During the lecture, Jinchen listened attentively, his eyes wandered to Wu You's back, and he lowered his eyes in thought.The class is halfway through.Wen Jin's pen hit the podium. The sound of metal hitting wood startled Wu You. "Class 24, No. , explain the difference between Impressionism and Post-Impressionism."Wu You froze in place.Because of fear, he hardly dared to look directly at Wen Jin. He could even hear the chattering sound of his teeth, but his throat seemed to be frozen and could not make any sound.Wen Jin leaned against the podium and chuckled, his eyes behind the lenses curved into a dangerous arc: "What's wrong with this student?"Wu You: “…”It was intentional, Wen Jin must have done it on purpose!There were murmurs of laughter all around, and Wu You couldn't breathe. His mind was filled with the image of Gu Xi being injured, and he didn't even dare to look up.Jinchen propped up his chin and looked towards the podium, admiring the beauty of his wife, as if this farce had nothing to do with him.As soon as the bell rang, Yun Liu rushed to Jin Chen's desk, holding up a pale blue envelope and shaking it: "Brother Chen, another one, a classmate from the next department asked me to pass it on!!"Zhao Pei snatched the love letter and deliberately pinched his throat to read: "Classmate Jinchen, your concentration when mixing colors on the drawing board is like touching the melody of light...""Tsk tsk, you are indeed a music student, your confession is so abstract!"Shen Qiu hooked his arm around Jin Chen's shoulder and grinned, "Brother Chen, look at the signature! The most handsome guy in the music department! I heard that he just rejected the president of the drama club last month... You should go and take a look, right?"Amid the noise, Jinchen threw the sketchbook on Shen Qiu's head."I don't want to watch it. If you want to go, go by yourself."The scattered sunlight filtered through the glass window and enveloped the tips of his hair, making his entire body seem to be covered with a halo.On the podium, Wen Jin was leisurely organizing the lesson plan.Hearing the laughter, the tip of his pen suddenly scratched the paper, spreading a large blob of ink, and his eyes narrowed slightly.The envelope with a bow on it and the laughing crowd around it were so glaring in his black and white and gray vision that it was sickening.His only chromogenic body was coveted by others.This is not good.Jinchen suddenly received a message from Wen Jin, who had just left the classroom, asking him to go to the Art Building and attached the detailed address of the studio.He was speechless for half a second.Since we were going to meet, why didn’t you come and find me just now!...Forget it, the moody and dark value is understandable.After saying goodbye to his dining partners and roommates who were grumbling about not being able to eat together, Jinchen came to the Art Building.As the donor of this building, Wen Jin has a dedicated studio here.When Jinchen opened the door, Wen Jin was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him, drawing.The setting sun cast the man's outline in dark gold. His black shirt was wrapped around his waist, which was a little too thin. His cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, and the raised curve of his wrist bones looked like a carefully carved jade artifact. "professor."Jinchen naturally turned his gaze to the canvas and raised his eyebrows slightly.The colors used in this painting are too bold, the facial features of the portrait are distorted, and the main colors are scarlet and ink black, which is both depressing and avant-garde.It's so good that it can be directly used as a poster in a horror movie.Seeing Jin looking at him, Jinchen finally walked closer, slightly raising his eyebrows, with a cold temperament.It was as if he was a good student who came to discuss aesthetics with the professor.At this moment, Jinchen no longer had the ambiguity he had in the box before. Looking at how gentle and polite he was, who would believe that he was asking if she wanted to be supported in the box a few days ago.Jinchen's provocation was very successful, and Wen Jin suddenly felt a desire to destroy him for no reason.He didn't want to see Jinchen, with such an outstanding and beautiful appearance, making a dull expression.Wen Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the paint scraper in his hand, remembering that it was red.He always acted on his own accord, without giving Jinchen any time to prepare. When his eyes swept across the fair skin on the boy's neck, he suddenly reached out and pulled him to the easel.Jinchen was really caught off guard and stumbled half a step into a wooden support.The cold metal scraper touched the collarbone. Jinchen lowered his eyes in surprise and saw the vermilion paint flowing along the blade, slowly coloring the skin.Wen Jin lowered his eyes, his breath brushing against his ears: "Don't move."“What kind of new body painting class is this?”Jinchen's Adam's apple rolled, and he could feel the warmth of his thin and slender knuckles against his collarbone.The scraper suddenly pressed hard into the depression of the collarbone, with enough force that it was a little painful, causing Jinchen to groan.Wen Jin used his thumb to wipe away the overflowing red marks, and finally revealed his first wanton smile of the day."I can see it now." He stared at the bright cinnabar color, like a traveler trekking in the desert staring at an oasis, full of possessiveness."very beautiful."Jinchen: "..."I don’t know what brand of paint is used and whether it is easy to wash out.Jinchen lowered his head and touched his collarbone, his fingertips stained with cinnabar red, and he raised his hand and rubbed it under Wen Jin's ear."Very beautiful." Jinchen praised back, the youthful spirit of provocation was strong but not overly ostentatious.The two people's breathing intertwined.Wen Jin's smile suddenly became even more intense, with a hint of uncontrollable addiction in his eyes.If Jinchen was a piece of cold jade that had been polished with an artistic touch, then he was indeed a little impatient to stain this piece of jade with the most intense colors in the world."That day in the box, you asked me if I wanted to support you."Wen Jin took the initiative to bring up the matter again, as if he couldn't figure out the young man's thoughts. "Don't you art students call this kind of thing inspiration and muse?"Jinchen couldn't help but tell the truth, "Those who are treated as muses in our academy never have a good ending."An old tradition of art colleges.Jinchen suddenly grabbed Wen Jin's paint-stained wrist and guided him to touch her cinnabar-stained collarbone. It was clearly an act of flirting, but the aggression hidden in his eyes was no less than that of Wen Jin."So what do you think?"Wen Jin looked calm, but his fingertips were trembling with excitement due to the contact with the rich colors and warm skin."Do you really want to be kept by me?"Jinchen waited for a while, then suddenly let go of his hand and picked up a towel to wipe off the cinnabar red on his collarbone."I don't want to." Jinchen responded.[The villain's heart rate is detected +7, totaling 7! 】Jinchen: "..."I've been waiting for this again.