summer fireworks

The chicken and vegetable pot was served quickly, the soup was boiled to a clear yellow, and the tender chicken was nestled in the casserole, with juicy white, soft shiitake mushrooms and green bamboo shoots on the side, which looked extremely delicious.

Yan Shu ate absent-mindedly. The dishes were all her usual favorites, but today she felt that they had no taste. After only a few mouthfuls, she felt that her interest was lacking.

She filled a bowl of soup and drank it slowly, chatting with Yu Wei about something, feeling restless.

After eating, the two returned to the park. The afternoon exhibition had just started, and there were a few people scattered in the exhibition hall, quietly looking at the paintings.

Yan Shu entered the exhibition hall and found that some of the paintings in the exhibition area had been marked as "sold".

"The market has been good recently, and many collectors have spare money and want to buy some new collections."

Yu Wei noticed Yan Shu's gaze, said in a low voice, and led her to an exhibition area. Yan Shu saw that most of the paintings in this exhibition area had small marks, and heard Yu Wei say:

"Her paintings are very popular. It is estimated that after this exhibition, her net worth will rise."

The painter's signature is "Chun Xue". She is a young girl who has appeared recently. She has published photos and interviews in magazines. She is a famous teacher. She is about 20 years old. She is very young in this industry. She already has the reputation of a genius. She is slender and graceful The combination of advanced techniques and clean and refreshing pictures is very attractive.

Yan Shu looked at her painting silently for a while, feeling a little anxiety in her heart that she didn't want to touch.Others have achieved at this age, but she has not achieved anything.

Yan Shu turned back to her exhibition area. Her paintings were hung on the wall, attracting many people to stop, which made Yan Shu happy.

However, on the label next to the painting, there are very few small stars representing "sold".

She couldn't help being a little disappointed. It seemed that some people stopped in her exhibition area just because of her bold use of color and unique style of painting, so she was happy to see her, rather than a real favorite.

Once the works are placed in the exhibition hall and displayed together with other people's works, Yan Shu will always feel nervous, which is a problem left in his student days.

When she was a student, relying on her talent, she always fooled homework and got good grades. However, during the few years she spent doing nothing, the world was obviously different.

There will always be someone who is more talented than her and more willing to work hard to take away her light that is not considered shining.

She turned around, feeling a little irritated.

I found Yu Wei in the office, greeted her, and prepared to leave.There is still some time this afternoon, she plans to go to the painting material market, and then take the things to Zhang Lao's studio.

Yan Shu walked out of the venue. The weather was fine, the deep blue sky, white clouds like cotton candy, and the air was very refreshing.

She called the studio first and said that she would come over later, and then went to the painting materials market, planning to pick up some drawing boards and paints.Mr. Zhang is willing to let her use the studio. Of course, all the materials in the studio can be used, but of course it is more comfortable to use what you like for things like drawing boards and paints.

There are people painting in the studio 24 hours a day, so Yan Shu is not in a hurry to go there.

After shopping in the painting material market for a long time, it was almost dark before Yan Shu left the market before get off work.Not only did she buy a drawing board and brushes, but she also picked out a lot of paints she liked. In order to hold these paints, she also bought two paint boxes.

When carrying these things into the taxi, the driver asked her: "Do you want to prepare for the exam?"

The joint art examination in City B is coming up, and the driver passes by here every day, picking up a few students with full hands.

Yan Shu shook his head: "It's been several years since I graduated."

Naturally, she came here in this way. It was just a few months after Song Zhilin disappeared, and she was still immersed in sadness. Her parents had quickly helped her arrange a closed art school in the suburbs, allowing her to leave school to learn painting.

Thinking about it now, Yan Shu finally understood why her parents, who had never been willing to let her learn to draw, suddenly thought of letting her learn to draw when she was a sophomore in high school.

At that time, people like Yu Wei who had studied since childhood had already started to prepare their portfolios and planned to apply for foreign art schools in college. Yan Shu had to take the domestic exam first because he missed it for many years.

That's the rhetoric, but it's more likely—

Apart from the closed school, what better place to detain Yan Shu?

Parents paid a large sum of money to enter the school's elite class, and there were only ten students in total.

Three teachers stared at them [-]/[-], as well as dormitory supervisors and life teachers. Without a mobile phone or internet, they could only call their parents once a week. In addition to heavy school work, Yan Shu had no chance at all during those six months. Run out of the school to find Song Zhilin.

Yan Shu heaved a long sigh and looked at the passing scenery outside the car window.

Some questions that she didn't want to think about surfaced again.What will the current "friend" relationship between her and Song Zhilin become in the long run?Yan Shu doesn't think she has the confidence to maintain a "friend" relationship like this. Human nature is greedy. She just wants a smile and a gentle night, but what happens when she gets these?

Would she want to have a smile that belongs only to her, two, three, four, or even countless nights?If she wanted it, would Song Zhilin be willing to give it?If Song Zhilin was willing to give it, would she be able to accept it?

The street lights were shining on the sidewalk, and Yan Shu saw his own vague shadow from the car window, his lips were tightly pressed, and his expression was serious.

She tried to move the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile uglier than crying.

The taxi arrived at the studio quickly, Yan Shu thanked the driver, opened the door and got out of the car.

The studio was brightly lit. Yan Shu had registered his name at the front desk, opened the door and walked in. It was already eight o'clock, and there were still four or five people sitting in the studio with canvases in front of them, concentrating on painting.

Yan Shu found a corner, put his things away, greeted those people, and prepared to go home first, and come back tomorrow.

When Yan Shu walked out of the studio, it was already dark outside.She stood alone under the eaves of the studio, looking at the silent road and the dark green bushes, took out her mobile phone and prepared to take a taxi home, but before clicking on the taxi app, she opened WeChat first.

There were several messages from friends on WeChat, and Song Zhilin was naturally not among them.

Yan Shu couldn't tell what she was looking forward to. She obviously shouldn't have such expectations, but she had a little hope to see a little red dot next to Song Zhilin's head.As soon as this idea came to her mind, she immediately denied it.

She pulled down the list, and the dialog box between her and Song Zhilin stayed in the middle, and the last sentence was the laundry pick-up code that Song Zhilin sent her.

She and Song Zhilin really never chatted.

Yan Shu clicked on the dialog box and scrolled up their conversation. It was like a business chat, with no personal content.

Who would have thought that they slept on the same bed, and there was a mark left by Song Zhilin on Yan Shu's neck.

Yan Shu's face turned hot, he closed the dialog box, and then swipe around in WeChat, trying to find someone to chat with.Usually anyone can chat a few words, but today Yan Shu felt a little bit uninterested.

She closed WeChat and took a taxi first.

Then he opened WeChat again, and when he slid to Song Zhilin's profile picture, Yan Shu clicked on the dialog again as if he couldn't control his hand.

She didn't know what she wanted to say, but she really wanted to say something to Song Zhilin, and this kind of thought was urgent and passionate. Yan Shu was taken aback by the word "warmth", she didn't want this word to appear with Song Zhilin about anything, but she couldn't contain her emotions.

She stared at the dialog box, operated slowly, and sent a photo to Song Zhilin.

It was the sky she took casually in the park in the afternoon.

Immediately, "The other party is typing..." flashed on the dialog box, and she received Song Zhilin's reply in the next second.

Song Zhilin: "Where are you?"

Yan Shu sent her a location.

Song Zhilin: "I'll pick you up."

Yan Shu: "I took a taxi."

Song Zhilin: "Cancel it, I'll pick you up."

Yan Shu's hands were faster than his brain, and he had already canceled the order before he recovered.

She looked at her mobile phone, wondering why she was so obedient.

Yan Shu sent Song Zhilin another WeChat message: "I cancel."

Song Zhilin: "Good boy."

Yan Shu stared at the word for five seconds, wishing he could throw the phone out.

good? !Be good! Be good!

Isn't Song Zhilin really mocking her?

Yan Shu found a seat and sat down, waiting for Song Zhilin to come over. She had nothing to do. When she was playing on her mobile phone, she felt numb all over when she saw the word "good". This word is a bit happy, and I want to open the dialog box and look at it again.

The sky is blue-black, dotted with some lights in the distance, red and yellow lights emerge, and there are a few shining stars in the distant sky.

Yan Shu didn't wait long before seeing Song Zhilin's car parked in front of her. Instead of sitting in the co-pilot, she opened the door of the back seat.

"Why are you sitting in the back?"

"It's looser in the back."

After hearing her answer, Song Zhilin didn't ask anything, but silently turned up the volume of the radio, and the smooth classical music filled the entire carriage, relieving Yan Shu's nervousness.

Yan Shu actually wanted to ask, why did he suddenly think of coming to pick her up?When she sent that photo to Song Zhilin, she didn't think about anything, she just wanted to send Song Zhilin something casually, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable.

She peeked at Song Zhilin from across the seat. Song Zhilin was concentrating on driving and couldn't even see her face, let alone guess why she came to her. Could it be that she picked her up on a whim just like the photo she sent? what?

Yan Shu was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Song Zhilin say:

"have you eaten?"

"No," Yan Shu replied, "What's the matter?"

Song Zhilin frowned slightly, she opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she softened her tone and said, "It's nine o'clock, why haven't you eaten yet?"

"It's something."

Song Zhilin really wanted to ask what was the reason why Yan Shu didn't have dinner until nine o'clock, but she didn't have the position to ask this. What does Yan Shu's whereabouts have to do with her?The photo that Yan Shu sent today was the rare one that Yan Shu took the initiative to send a message to her. She saw that the sky was beautiful, so she must have been somewhere to play, so she asked where it was. Unexpectedly, Yan Shu sent it directly A location was given to her, the place was quite out of the way, it looked like a studio, so she thought of coming to pick her up.

Yan Shu couldn't stay in this studio all day, otherwise where was the photo of the sky taken?

Song Zhilin really wanted to know where she went to play and who she went with.

Yan Shu has many friends, always has many.

Song Zhilin had already discovered it when she was in high school. Unlike her friends who were mostly nodding acquaintances, Yan Shu's friends were friends who could eat and play together. She thought it was superficial back then, but she was also a little envious.

She has not been in the country for so many years, and Yan Shu has stayed in city B for so long, and getting along with them every day, the relationship should be quite good.

Among those people... is there anyone who likes Yan Shu?

Song Zhilin knew that Yan Shu only liked Alpha, so would she like other Alphas?Will you hang out with others, eat and go shopping together?Just thinking about it made her feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, Yan Shu is indeed a very good Alpha, it is impossible that no Omega likes her.

This is even more disturbing. What would happen if an Omega released pheromones on Yan Shu?

An Omega has done this before. Yan Shu is not the kind of Alpha who is allergic to Omega pheromones. She really finds it sweet and seductive, like autumn fruits that people want to pick. At that time, Yan Shu immediately typed AO Mutual aid hotlines, let professionals handle this matter, and run away by yourself.

It was because of what Yan Shu did that time that Song Zhilin believed that she really only liked Alpha and herself.

Otherwise, in the face of instinct, there are very few Alphas who can refuse the sweet pheromone of Omega.

But now what?

Song Zhilin was not sure if Yan Shu was still the same as before.

Song Zhilin knew that in her heart, she had a strong desire to possess Yan Shu.

No matter what time it is, no matter when you were in love before, after breaking up, or now.

After breaking up with Yan Shu, every time she thought that Yan Shu might fall in love with someone else, Song Zhilin felt that her heartbeat could not be controlled, and she urgently wanted to confirm Yan Shu's existence, but she couldn't find Yan Shu. This person is clearly in City B, but it seems that she has disappeared from this world. Even their mutual friends don't know where she is.

Every night at that time, Song Zhilin would wake up from the nightmare.

In the dream, it was always snowing heavily, and the white, heavy snow covered the whole world. On the vast white land, she couldn't see anything, even the sky was white, only Yan Shu stood in front of her, but, in front of her The second she stretched out her hand to Yan Shu, Yan Shu would turn around and leave, walking into the white world and gradually disappearing.

She will never be able to take a step forward, and she will never be able to catch up with Yan Shu's back.

Even after waking up, this image was deeply engraved in her mind, like a tattoo that would never disappear, and remained in her memory.

Song Zhilin once deleted everything related to Yan Shu, contact information, chat records, letters written, small gifts, and even her own memories. She tried hard to make Yan Shu disappear from her world. For a while , She did it. In order to save herself from the nightmare, she tried hard to tell herself that Yan Shu had never appeared.

A lie told a thousand times becomes the truth.She once made Yan Shu really disappear.

There was no one around who talked about Yan Shu, and there was no trace of Yan Shu in her life, and she deliberately forgot about those things, Song Zhilin thought that everything could end like this, and she would live peacefully until old age, never to be involved in human affairs again.

Until one day, she and her classmates went shopping in the city center and passed an ice cream shop.

At the entrance of that store, there is a huge ice cream model.The light yellow cone and the pink ice cream look very attractive.

Song Zhilin stood in front of the model, something vaguely appeared in her mind, and then her classmate asked her: "Do you want to eat ice cream?"

—Would you like some ice cream?

In that hot summer, Yan Shu squatted at the school gate of City No. [-] Middle School for two hours. When she walked out of the school gate, he blinked and asked her, "Do you want ice cream?"

Song Zhilin nodded, the moment she took the ice cream from her classmate, she wanted to kill herself.

She did.Every day when the sun sets, she kills herself once. After killing herself a thousand times, Song Zhilin finally feels that she has come back to life.She snatched her own life from Yan Shu's hands.

Song Zhilin thought about seeing Yan Shu again, she imagined what she would say and what she would do when she saw Yan Shu again.

She had rehearsed the scene of their meeting in her mind, and she felt that it was impossible for her to fail, and it was impossible for her to fall in love with Yan Shu again.If you fall in love with Yan Shu, it's impossible to have that kind of love again.The kind of love that is willing to kneel on the ground and pick a rose for her.

When she first met Yan Shu, she really controlled herself, and she was proud of herself.Maintaining calm in front of Yan Shu, gaining the upper hand, and doing things with ease, isn't this a kind of rebirth from Nirvana?

However, Song Zhilin did not expect that Yan Shu's glass of wine was called "first love".

She was trapped in this vicious circle forever and ever, and could never get out.

Song Zhilin was driving the car, listening to the flowing classical music, and felt that her world was as quiet as if there was no one there.

Then she heard Yan Shu's voice:

"Song Zhilin, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" She asked, the voice of the world came back, and it rang loudly in her ears, "What's wrong?"

"Pheromones."

Yan Shu said succinctly:

"Are you all right?"

As she spoke, she opened the car window and unbuttoned the first button of her shirt, feeling a little hot.

"It's okay." Only then did Song Zhilin realize that when her possessive desire overflowed, her pheromone burst into the air uncontrollably, "I'm sorry."

She restrained her pheromones, opened the car window, blown away the smell in the air, and asked:

"Do you need an inhibitor?"

"No need," Yan Shu felt that the sense of coercion had decreased a lot, and then he took a breath, "Where are we going?"

"Take you to dinner."

Song Zhilin stopped talking, and Yan Shu didn't ask.

She felt a little strange.Why did Song Zhilin's pheromone suddenly become so strong?Moreover, this is not the main problem. It would be fine if Song Zhilin's pheromone was the usual one, but at most it was just a matter of spraying some inhibitors.

However, her pheromone just now was clearly full of coercion and a very aggressive type.

A ridiculous thought popped up in Yan Shu's mind: Song Zhilin hates her, does she want to hurt her?