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Yao Yue took me to that platform now.

The lighting here is very good, the sun is not stingy and sprinkles the brilliance on every inch of the ground. The weather is not very hot now, and it is very warm and lazy when it shines on people.My eyes were squinted by the light, if I didn't have to go back to class in a while, I really wanted to move a recliner here, and bask in the sun with Yao Yue without saying anything.

Yao Yue found a place and stopped, leaning on the railing to look at me.

I have to say that she found this position very well. It can be blocked, so that the teachers who come in and out will not see us at a glance, and it can also shine well on the sun.

"How long have you been drawing?" she asked me, leaning her head on one shoulder.

How long has it been drawing? I started to think about it.

It seems to be drawing all the time.From elementary school? Kindergarten? It seems that I have been drawing since I can remember.In the beginning, it was my own hobby, and I have always been praised for my talent.When I was in elementary school, I was bored for a while, and I didn’t want to have to go to some stupid sketch class when other kids went out to play on weekends.I lost my temper and refused to go, and my parents didn't persuade me, they just said that I didn't want to go, but in the end, I couldn't help myself and started painting secretly.That little squabble seemed to be the end of my rebellious period, and I haven't stopped drawing anything related since then.

"Since as long as I can remember. I've been drawing." I answered honestly.

She looked at me and smiled: "I guess."

I looked at her smile and suddenly thought of her dance I saw that day.Presumably there is a story of her own behind her smooth dance, which may be similar to mine, or it may be completely different.

"We're going to do a school newspaper. I'd like to ask you to do illustrations or contribute something. There will be a fee." She looked at me and blinked. "It won't be very hard, one painting a month will do."

I suddenly realized that this might be a bridge for us to get closer. One painting a month is not too difficult for me.After all, I'm only freshman in high school. Compared with the third year of high school, where I have to memorize words and read formulas when I eat and go to the toilet, I have too much free time.

I nodded.

She looked very happy: "When my friend asked me to try it, I was afraid that you would not agree. Do you remember? It was the boy who was the president of the literary club last time, and he was the one who proposed to run the school newspaper." of."

I was stunned for a while, and it took a lot of time for my brain to process these few sentences.

After reacting, he suddenly felt a little angry.I don't know where the anger came from, but it spread to the whole body very quickly. It may be that the powerful solar energy has brought it power. It is like a volcano that has been dusty for many years and suddenly erupted. Hot magma eroded all over the world.

What I thought was a coincidence turned out to be man-made.Why she appeared at the door of our classroom that afternoon also has an answer.

Maybe she just came over to ask me about it, and then she saw my drawing of her on the blackboard.If we push the boat along the way, we have established our friendship, which is convenient for future inquiries.After all, not everyone has the patience to listen to the words of strangers, and then extract the effective information inside.

My face turned red all of a sudden, as if the most secret thing in my heart had been unintentionally dug out and placed in the exhibition hall for everyone to see.Self-esteem is extremely proud at this moment, emphasizing its own value, as if it will run away from home if I still agree to draw pictures for the school newspaper.

I looked up at her, she seemed a little puzzled why I didn't respond for so long.The sun was getting stronger and stronger, and I was even a little sunburned. I was a little dizzy, and when I was so swollen and painful, I saw her distorted and deformed in my vision.

"No. I don't draw." I said in just enough volume for her to hear.

"Sorry, I still have class, so I'm leaving first."

I didn't even look at her again before turning and leaving, stumbling down the stairs and almost falling.Those wanton growth plants on the windowsill seem to be laughing at my idiotic dreams.

If she didn't happen to know that I could draw.

We don't even have the possibility of knowing each other.

After going down the stairs, instead of returning to work, I turned around and went into a cubicle in the toilet.I closed the door behind my back and stared blankly at the flush button of the toilet.

Is it possible to flush out all memories by pressing it down?

This encounter was not very good.

How about we change it.

I didn't return to the class until I heard the get out of class bell rang.As soon as I found my seat, Zheng Yeyan came over chattering and sat down in front of me:

"Xie Yi, where did you go after a Chinese class? You don't take me with you for such a good thing as skipping classes."

I don't want to talk to her.

"Just now the Chinese teacher was still asking. I said you seemed to have something to go to the Academic Affairs Office, so she stopped asking."

I gave her a thumbs up.

"You look so pale, you must have been criticized by the dean."

I made a booing motion at her, and then lay down on the table.

I don't want to say anything.

He listened to the rest of the class in a daze.I still have to live a normal life. I tidied up my schoolbag, packed all the books I will use today, threw the schoolbag on my shoulder and prepared to go home.As a result, he was stopped by a person as soon as he left the classroom.

Yao Yue.

To be honest, she is the last person I want to see right now, and when I think of this sentence, my brain is desperately trying to find reasons to object to my sentence.

I would actually like to see her.

Even if I'm still a little mad at her.

"If you don't want to draw, then don't draw. But you should agree to buy you a drink, right?" She looked calm, as if there was no trouble between us.

It stands to reason that I should agree to her little proposal of wanting to reconcile, and go to have a cup of milk tea happily.Then as if this matter did not happen, either change your mind and agree to draw an illustration, or disagree, but still maintain the nod as before.

But I don't want to.I don't like it as if I'm the only one caught up in things.I wanted to see what other emotions lay beneath her normal complexion.I don't want her to do it to me the way she's done it to other people.I don't want to make friends with her nodding, that would be better than being strangers.

"No need." I changed direction and left.

She probably stood there without moving, at least that's what the reflection on the ground told me.As for what she was thinking, I couldn't guess, and I didn't want to guess.

"If you leave like this. I will be very sad."

Her quiet voice came from behind me.

But I can hear clearly.

The steps just taken out grow there.

I actually don't want to leave.

The author has something to say: Not only do I not want to leave, but I also want to drink milk tea

Chapter 5 Reconciliation

We ended up going to a milk tea shop.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, milk tea shops always have a sweet smell, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"What do you want?" Yao Yue looked at the price list and asked me.

"Milk green."

"Okay, two cups of green milk." She told the salesperson.

We watched in silence as the salesperson skillfully shook the utensils in his hands, then poured in green tea and put in pearls.

"Okay." With the brisk voice of the waiter, two cups of milk tea were handed over.Yao Yue took both cups, looked at me and asked, "Where are you sitting?"

I pointed to a seat by the window, and she nodded and walked over with me.

After sitting down, she didn't give me the milk tea, but held it firmly in her hand, and said a little unreasonably, "I'll give it to you after a smile."

I raised my eyes to look at her, and she looked back confidently.There is a clear message in the eyes: as long as you don't smile, I won't give it to you.

Kind of cute.

I couldn't help laughing.She also bent her eyebrows towards me, looking pretty good.