graduation gift

graduation gift

Author: Looking forward to the future of beauty

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The campus has a crush on cookies, and the story of the double-scholar CP in the Arctic Circle who counterattacked and became the mainstream when they graduated.

Highlight attention, the third part of the forum contains a small amount of lily, friends who cannot accept it should be careful.

The three parts tried three different styles, and it was a work of practice.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Xia Mo, Ye Yan┃Supporting role: two well-behaved girls┃Others: campus, sweet

One-sentence introduction: two-way secret love on campus

001

There is an unwritten tradition in XXX. During the morning reading, students are free to read in the corridor.

Ye Yan is a leader in the 2018 Science Qingbei class. In the past three years, the morning reading has been spent in the corridor almost rain or shine, and he does not go far. Read silently, quietly and picturesquely.

Many people don't understand his behavior. Since there is no need to read aloud, isn't it just as good to sit in your seat?

Ye Yan never responded to these rumors, so it was passed down by generations of schoolboys and girls as

"Secret of the top student".

Until several years later, there are still students who follow his footsteps without giving up, trying to solve the world's No. 11 unsolved mystery.

Ye Yan's reason for standing outside the door is ridiculously simple in contrast to mystery, there is no time, no harmony between people, and there is no mysterious harmony between heaven and man.

He just wanted to see the man who sat at the podium all year round, that's all.

The 2018 class No. [-] student in Qingbei Class of Science is a problem student. This has long been a secret among the teachers and students of the school.

As the idol of all the students, Xia Mo not only failed to set a good example, but also took the lead in skipping classes, playing with mobile phones, staying out at night, sleeping in class, and the teacher arranged him to sit by the podium for three years in a fit of anger.

Ye Yan went out rain or shine just to catch a glimpse of him.

Ye Yan and Xia Mo can almost be said to be from the same world.

Xia Mo is playful, unruly and has a flamboyant personality, but his advantage lies in his clever mind, and he will still be the first in the grade test if he doesn't study.

Ye Yan, on the other hand, was recognized as a well-behaved boy since he was a child. He was smart but also hard-working. Every grade was earned by his hard work.

But even so, Ye Yan miraculously fell in love with the rebellious Xia Mo.

He always felt that Xia Mo possessed the chivalry that he lacked to oppose conformity. Xia Mo was always asleep when he was studying in the morning. Ye Yan stood outside the door and watched secretly for three years, but he never dared to muster up the courage to make friends with him. , even if it is to say the last sentence.

To be precise, he only dared to stare at Xia Mo's side face facing the door from the corner of his eyes when others were sleeping. A paintbrush was automatically born in his heart, and his eyes and eyebrows were drawn from top to bottom for thousands of days and nights over and over again. unforgettable.

He doesn't have the courage to confess, let alone break the prejudices of the world. He doesn't have the courage and courage to match his intelligence. He is just a cowardly high school student curled up in his own world.

During the last morning self-study in the third year of high school, Ye Yan hesitated for a long time, but finally went out.

He didn't dare to face the difference, and always wanted to escape.

But when this moment finally came, he had no choice but to resign himself to taking the pen and paper, and stood in that familiar position for the last time, presenting on the paper the image he had traced in his heart for a long time.

Ye Yan is a child with multifaceted development. He learned painting for a while when he was a child, and he hasn't lost it until now.

In just a few minutes, he roughly sketched Xia Mo's outline when he was sleeping on his stomach. When the tip of the pen pointed to the position of the facial features, he hesitated.

He is not a love brain, he only takes a few glances at him during morning reading.

What he saw Xia Mo the most was his sleeping expression --- his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, his chest rose and fell evenly with his breathing, and his eyelashes seemed to tremble along with it.

Ye Yan had seen him in good spirits a few times, but it was too rare. He read the self-criticism in front of the whole class, stood on the podium, stood up straight, and still had a playful smile on his face.

Ye Yan looked into his eyes through a group of black heads, deep and beautiful, different from others, exuding a careless atmosphere.

Whenever this happens, Ye Yan always thinks of a sentence:

"Mountains look up and stop, scenery travels and stops, although I can't reach it, I yearn for it."

That is his heart yearning for his own personality hidden under the appearance of rules.

After a few minutes of resting his fingers in the same position, Ye Yan began to look at Xia Mo in a daze.

Not reconciled, not reconciled to the way he just closed his eyes, not reconciled to the way he was just painted.

Ye Yan followed his memory to draw his opened eyes, revised it several times but was still not satisfied.

When he looked up again, he was surprised to find that he was looking at him, a strange light scattered from the depths of his pupils, just like the memory in his mind.

Ye Yan was startled, and he put the drawing paper into the book without concealing it, and then quickly adjusted his expression, trying to restore the image of a three-good student who is loved by adults.

There was a storm in his mind, and he felt overwhelmed.

"Fuck"

Two words swiped the screen.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Mo suddenly get up and walk out, and his heart became a mess.

Ye Yan's heart was beating like a drum, and he wanted to deceive himself that he might just come out to use the toilet.

But Xia Mo's goal was too clear, and his undisguised eyes fell on him, which made him not even have the courage to deceive himself.

The collision of two top students of different types naturally caused the people in the class to crane their necks to watch.

Xia Mo walked straight towards him, pulled him to a place where the crowd could not see, and asked straight to the point:

"Did you just look at me?"

At this time, just use

"Distracted"

This excuse can be easily prevaricated.

However, in just a moment, Ye Yan's usually extremely smart head was short-circuited. He never imagined that one day he would be caught peeping, and he hesitated with a guilty conscience and couldn't speak.

Xia Mo promptly changed the question and said:

"What were you drawing just now?"

This problem is more fatal than the one just now, but fortunately Ye Yan's brain started to work, and he used the unskilled

"Open your eyes and talk nonsense"

The skill replied:

"I'm painting our classroom."

Xia Mo raised his eyebrows:

"So start with me?"

Ye Yan was a little panicked. He didn't know how much he had seen, so he replied impeccably while thinking:

"Well, because you sit at the front."

Xia Mo said:

"You should go to the podium, where the scenery is beautiful."

Ye Yan met his smiling eyes, and couldn't choose what to say for a while:

"I think the scenery is better outside."

This sounded like saying that I think you look better, Ye Yan knew he was speechless, and his face blushed like a maple leaf that Xia Mo likes to hold in his hand in autumn.

He coughed dryly and said:

"I think the outside angle is better."

Xia Mo said:

"is it?

Can you tell the truth. "

Ye Yan thought he was suspicious of what he was staring at him, so he quickly thought of a suitable reason:

"I'm telling the truth, I was just staring at you just now."

"lie."

Xia Mo flexed his fingers expressionlessly and flicked his forehead,

"I noticed you looking at me a long time ago."

The sudden fall of the horse made Ye Yan's effort to maintain his calmness fall short. He showed a child-like bewildered expression, only the forehead that Xia Mo had slapped was still screaming consciously.

For three years, he has been cautious, always afraid that Xia Mo would know his feelings and that he would be rejected.

He has no self-confidence, let alone the courage to believe that this beyond-worldly relationship will be accepted by him.

He froze in place, the blood on his face faded, and he couldn't finish a sentence for a long time:

"me……."

He almost wanted to say sorry.

Xia Mo continued:

"Actually, I wanted you to stop looking at me secretly a long time ago."

Although he didn't specify it, the meaning of this sentence was clearly rejection. Apart from his fear, Ye Yan felt a layer of sadness in his heart.

The relationship of three years seems to be broken by this one sentence.

Tears welled up in Ye Yan's eyes, and the eye sockets became red all the way to the tip of his nose.

He tried his best to hold back, lowered his head, his eyes were a little hazy, distorted this moment, and stretched it infinitely.

他 说:

"Okay, I get it now."

Pause, to hide the emotion in the words,

"Feel sorry.

For three years, bother. "

Ye Yan staggered to leave, the reference book in his arms was almost rubbed into his body.

Xia Mo reached out his hand in time to block it, and said:

"Don't rush away.

Do you know what I mean? "

Ye Yan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded following his words.

Xia Mo sighed:

"If you really knew, you wouldn't have left."

He grabbed Ye Yan's disheveled hair, gave a smirk, leaned close to his ear, and said in a breathless voice:

"I mean, stop spying on me.

I like you too, be my boyfriend and see it openly. "

The reversal came suddenly, and it successfully achieved Xia Mo's evil intentions.

Ye Yan kept his previous expression and suddenly raised his head. Through a layer of mist, he saw Xia Mo's face against the sun, showing a nice smile.

His shy nerves, which had been dull for a while, finally started to work, pulling his head and pulling it down hard.

neck

"Click"

With a sound of protest, Xia Mo took the opportunity to support his neck with a smile, and said softly:

"Baby, nod and don't be so excited."

Only then did Ye Yan belatedly realize that his movements were like nodding, his blushing turned into an apple that couldn't fade, but he didn't care to correct it.

The person he likes also likes him, so he naturally has no time to agree.

Xia Mo took out his painting from the book, folded it carefully and put it between his fingertips. He smiled and said:

"Then you will be my boyfriend from now on. If you dare to cheat, I will make this painting public."

The mist in Ye Yan's eyes finally dissipated. With a blushing face, he didn't dare to look into Xia Mo's eyes, his gaze stayed on