I’m really not a scumbag

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Guo Xiaoyu returned to the bedroom.

Facing the doubtful gazes of the two roommates, she was embarrassed to say it, and randomly found an excuse to perfunctory the past.

High-speed Chen Ling and Xia Qingyu, she met with Chen Jun this afternoon, begging Chen Jun to get back together with Chen Ling, but Chen Jun got drunk and was forced to open, and then was hugged by Chen Jun to sleep for a few hours?

Two people will definitely think too much.

Just cuddling and hugging and not doing anything else?

Most of them don’t believe it.

Guo Xiaoyu could only hold this matter in his heart.

Guo Xiaoyu wondered that he had thought of various statements in the morning, but Chen Jun was drunk, and those words were useless, but they were taken advantage of by Chen Jun.

Distress!

She glanced at Chen Ling again, and saw that Chen Ling was watching the play, silent, without the sweet smile of the past on her face, and couldn’t help sighing.

“I hope Ling’er recovers soon.”

Guo Xiaoyu thought of Chen Ling’s previous saying that he wanted to go home, and his heart moved, “Ling’er, I’ll accompany you back on the weekend.” ”

“Huh?”

Chen Ling was dumbfounded.

I had already made an appointment with Chen Jun, but this is not okay!

Chen Ling lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: “No need for Sister Xiaoyu, I want to climb the mountain alone and scatter my mind.” ”

Because of following Chen Jun’s instructions, as long as he was in front of the two roommates, Chen Ling had to remain serious and not laugh.

Chen Jun said, at least it will last for a few days, and from time to time in a daze in front of the two…

Today, Chen Ling’s performance was in place, and the two came back from the morning class and brought Chen Ling their favorite fruit.

Chen Ling’s heart is happy, and if he is delicious, he must also pretend!

“That… All right. ”

Guo Xiaoyu did not insist.

There were indeed things to do before, but the afternoon’s things made Guo Xiaoyu’s whole mind a little chaotic, and she also wanted to find a quiet place to relax and spend a leisurely weekend.

“Ling’er, are you going to climb the mountain?” Xia Qingyu put down a best-selling novel at hand and frowned.

“Hmm.” Chen Lingxin said that there is a problem, could it be that there is a loophole in his wording?

“If it’s climbing…”

Xia Qingyu’s fingers lightly tapped the suspense novel on his thigh, and said worriedly: “Don’t think about it, jump down the mountain, crush your bones, and die ugly.” ”

“…… Blue fish you? ”

Chen Ling froze.

Do I commit suicide by jumping off the mountain for Chen Jun?

And we still fake breakup!

“Why did the blue fish say that?”

Guo Xiaoyu couldn’t help but look at it a little more, a little worried about Chen Ling’s state.

Xia Qingyu patted the book and said, “This book mentioned that if a person jumps from a height, most of them are face to the ground. You stinky beautiful woman, don’t choose this way. ”

“I… I didn’t plan to commit suicide. ”

Chen Ling admired Xia Qingyu’s brain hole, but he just raised a mouth to climb the mountain, how could it become a suicide by jumping off the mountain.

“Oh, that’s good, I don’t want to burn paper for you on Qingming Day.”

Xia Qingyu continued to read.

Guo Xiaoyu and Chen Ling looked at each other, and each had their own mind to avoid it.

Chen Lingna was weak-hearted, afraid that Guo Xiaoyu would see through the performance.

Guo Xiaoyu, the same heart. For different reasons, she went on a date with Chen Jun in the afternoon without Chen Ling and slept in the same bed.

After the breakup, everyone was single.

Chen Jun and Chen Lingxian got back together, which is equivalent to saying that she Guo Xiaoyu is now a third party…

When Guo Xiaoyu thought of this, his scalp suddenly felt numb.

Evening.

Chen Jun continued to paint the customized paintings of several friends of Xia Haiming that day.

Every day, Chen Jun would choose a time, draw one, and then write an ancient poem or sentence.

Tonight is the last one!

The inspiration for this painting came from this afternoon.

The content is:

A man was drunk, and his wife helped the man home, walking down a country road, the gourd wine jug around his waist shaking.

Men and women show only the back.

Under the setting sun, the shadow is elongated.

The half-round sunset in the distance, the country lanes, the scattered houses, the chickens and dogs in the corners, three or two pedestrians.

One painting has only men and women as the back, and the rest are all frontal.

The background is ancient, not modern.

Chen Jun thought of the scene where Guo Xiaoyu was helping him at that time, and he painted it with feeling.

The painting was intended for one of the highest bidders, who only asked Chen Jun to paint a work with a sense of meaning, without specifying which elements.

Therefore, Chen Jun is relatively relaxed and freehand to draw, and it is also the best one so far.

“Next is the inscription.”

Chen Jun pondered, picked up a pen, and wrote the most famous poem in Zhuo Wenjun’s “White Head Yin”.

May the heart of one person be won and the white heads will not be separated.

The men and women supported together in the painting are the back of Tsuki, and they look like an old couple!

Chen Jun subconsciously mixed some characteristics of Guo Xiaoyu, such as Guo Xiaoyu’s posture when walking, which was a little similar to the old woman on the left.

Of course, this little detail is too difficult to spot.

In the afternoon of the next day, Chen Jun came to Xia’s house and saw Xia Minghai.

“Uncle Xia, the few paintings ordered last time, you should assign them to those friends according to the marks here, and this painting is given to Sun Zheng, the highest bidder.”

Chen Jun placed several scrolls on the table.

“I’ll take a look first.”

Xia Minghai stretched out his hand and retracted it, “I’ll go wash my hands, I can’t get dirty and paint, haha.” ”

He left in a hurry and returned in a hurry.

It’s just that there are two more people around.

One Xia Jin, one Xia Cocoa.

Xia Keke quietly winked at Chen Jun and pointed to the mobile phone again.

Chen Jun will care, Xia Keke means mobile phone SMS communication!

Xia Jin and Xia Minghai looked through several paintings.

Every time you open a picture, you have to praise it again and again.

When you get to that “white-headed painting”, you can even feel the artistic conception expressed in it.

Even though the old couple in the painting does not have a straight face, you can feel the happiness of the old couple at this time from the smiling eyes of passers-by.

“May the heart of one man be won and the white head will not be separated.”

Xia Jin read softly, and when he looked up again, he was already in tears.

“Grandpa…”

“Dad!”

Xia Minghai and Xia Keke were surprised.

Xia Jin wiped his tears and sighed: “Seeing this painting by Xiao Chen, I thought of my wife, who has been gone for several years, alas.” ”

“If Grandpa Xia likes it, this painting can be given to you, and I will paint another one.”

Chen Jun did not expect the old man to think of his deceased wife after seeing the painting.

It seems that this painting he accidentally created can move the old man more.

“No need.”

Xia Jin really liked it, but shook his head and said: “Since others have decided, then give it to others, besides, such a painting, I collect it, is it possible for the old man to see it once and cry once?” ”

Grandpa Xia said and smiled.

Chen Jun secretly admired Xia Jin, and he really liked Xia Jin’s appearance, but he could endure it.

“May the heart of one man be won and the white head will not be separated.”

Xia Keke also looked closely at the painting, and that poem brought her a different feeling.

I don’t know if I can keep going with Brother Chen?

She thought to herself.

The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you! _

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