But unwilling to see the scenery

Yan Ruoyu's gaze followed Jiang Nuo. He originally thought that Jiang Nuo would go to the bathroom to change the skirt after he took it, but he crossed his hands and pinched the hem of the blue home dress, and lifted it up deftly. Yan Ruoyu's eyes appeared——

Yan Ruoyu narrowed his pupils and turned his head hastily, not because he was embarrassed to look at it, but because he was inexplicably embarrassed and didn't dare to look at it.

When he calmed down and turned back boldly, Jiang Nuo had already put on the blue skirt, pulled his hair out of the collar, and bent down to lift up his calf-length hair without tidying it up carefully. Skirt, take off the pajama pants inside.

Then he picked up the clothes on the ground and hung them on the back of the chair, walked barefoot to his bed, sat down, put his hands on his lap, and asked, "Is this okay?"

Yan Ruoyu looked at him now, fascinated by it, and Jiang Nuo needed to raise his hand and shake it in front of his eyes to regain his senses by blinking.

"Yes, yes." He commanded pretending to be calm, and asked Jiang Nuo to sit on the headboard of the bed with his back against the headboard, and the wide skirt completely covered his legs.

Then he moved the chair into the gap between the two beds, with the back of the chair facing Jiang Nuo.He sat down with his legs spread apart, his hand holding the phone was about to rest on the back of the chair, he stared at the clothes that Jiang Nuo would wear every night hanging on the back of the chair, suddenly he was too nervous to make a sound.

In the end, he rested his forearm lightly on Jiang Nuo's clothes, his eyes lingering on the drawing software in the phone and Jiang Nuo himself, raising and lowering his eyes frequently.Jiang Nuo was clearly in front of him, let him stare and observe, his fingers rested on the white paper, and he couldn't remember where to add the next line.

Over time, Jiang Nuo, who had been sitting quietly for almost 10 minutes, saw that Yan Ruoyu was not actually painting, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you do it?"

"It's a man who has to do it," Yan Ruoyu was awakened by these words, "I also drew the design draft for Sha Kezhong myself, how could it not be possible."

"Oh." Jiang Nuo was quiet and stopped talking.

The room returned to silence, and the calmer it became, the more restless Yan Ruoyu felt in his heart.He was in a hurry to break something, so he threw the phone on the bed, dragged the chair and sat closer to Jiang Nuo, and said, "Let's change the look again."

"……Um?"

Yan Ruoyu said, "Put your hair up."

Jiang Nuo blinked and did as he did.Raise your hands to gather the hair that fell on your shoulders together, and use the hair rope on your wrist to wrap a few times around the lower part of the head to form a small ball.

After catching him, he lowered his head, and a strand of short hair that hadn't been tied in fell out on his forehead.

He wanted to untie the hair tie and straighten it again, but Yan Ruoyu grabbed his wrist and said, that's it.

Jiang Nuo didn't have a mirror in front of him, so he didn't know what he was like now, so he asked, "...would it be a mess?"

"No." Yan Ruoyu said, "Just right."

Yan Ruoyu didn't move the chair back to its original position, but sat only one meter away from Jiang Nuo, and started painting again.While drawing, he would adjust his posture at will, put his mobile phone on the bedside table and continue drawing. Jiang Nuo looked down at the outline on the screen, the added facial features, and the outline of the skirt drawn by the blue line, and said with a smile: "I am That's what you see."

Yan Ruoyu stopped writing and asked, "What kind?"

Jiang Nuo said: "You have beautified a lot."

Yan Ruoyu raised his eyes and looked at each other. He didn't feel that the Jiang Nuo he drew was the same as a real person, and he searched for a reason: "It may be that you didn't choose the right color for the skirt. Blue is a cool color, which is easy to wear. It looks human..." He couldn't figure out the corresponding Chinese description for a while, so he could only let Jiang Nuo understand, "blue."

Jiang Nuo was amused by the way he searched for words, nodded, and said, "But you bought these clothes."

Yan Ruoyu was taken aback by these words.

Immediately he suddenly realized that Jiang Nuo was telling the truth, not only the skirts, but also all the clothes Jiang Nuo usually wears were given to others by him, and the colors he chose were all cool blues, all kinds of blues, sky blues, lakes, etc. blue, dark blue...

It was he who thought that Jiang Nuo was suitable for blue, and he dressed up the blue Jiang Nuo from beginning to end.

"Then—" he was flustered and asked Jiang Nuo at a loss for words, "Then what do I look like to you?"

"You..." Jiang Nuo's gaze was straight ahead, trying to recall Yan Ruoyu in his memory, and the unique habit of expressing was the first to emerge from his mind.

"You will mix English or French words in Chinese."

This is very common among people with multiple language systems in their minds. It's not that they are pretending to be aggressive, but that occasionally, they will suddenly get stuck and can't find a suitable or corresponding description.For example, once they went to eat, the waiter was already standing beside Yan Ruoyu, Yan Ruoyu looked at him, pointed his finger at the palm of the other hand frantically, and said "that, that".

The waiter brainstormed and couldn't figure out what he wanted to order, so Yan Ruoyu had to give up and said, "You haven't given us the menu yet."

"So if you get excited chatting with others, the word order will often be messed up. If you say a long sentence, you will always unknowingly reverse it." Jiang Nuo's summary is in place, and he is also the first person to discover this point, after all Before meeting him, Yan Ruoyu didn't like talking at all.

Yan Ruoyu asked: "What else?

"Also..." Jiang Nuo raised his head slightly, his head touched the wall against the bed, his eyes fell on Yan Ruoyu again, and he said, "You actually like to laugh."

Hearing what he said, Yan Ruoyu couldn't help but really smiled, and Jiang Nuo continued, "Yes, that's it. Every time you laugh, your eyes will quickly glance to the right."

"No." Yan Ruoyu said in surprise.He himself didn't pay attention to these details and habits, but Jiang Nuo discovered them all.

"When you are surprised, you also have a fixed facial expression," Jiang Nuo said. "Your eyebrows will be raised slightly, and then the brows will be slightly furrowed."

After hearing this, Yan Ruoyu deliberately stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and Jiang Nuo said again: "When you are serious about fighting, your eyeballs will lift up, which looks very similar to..."

Yan Ruoyu twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his upward gaze, and asked, "What does it look like?"

Jiang Nuo smiled and asked Yan Ruoyu to guess: "Who else can I look like?"

Yan Ruoyu came to his senses, pretending to be angry and said, "Well, Jiang Nuo, compare me to a dog!"

"Yeah." Jiang Nuo nodded, not surprised, "When you lose your temper, your eyes will strain and your eyelids will become narrow."

"..." Yan Ruoyu simply closed his eyes, his shoulders almost slumped out of habit, but even if he subconsciously noticed this, Jiang Nuo still knew what mischievous thing he was going to do next.

"I guess you'll open your right eye first," Jiang Nuo said. "You don't wink with your left eye."

The defeated Yan Ruoyu opened his eyes, hugged the back of the chair and groaned twice, unwillingly said: "How come you know everything."

He picked up his mobile phone and continued to draw pictures angrily, pouted his mouth and looked at Jiang Nuo, but Jiang Nuo still had the original expression, which made Yan Ruoyu attacked by that familiar strangeness again.

He and Jiang Nuo are so close, yet seem so far away.

This reminded him that when he talked about Song Zhou's appearance with Lin Huai that day, Lin Huai said that Jiang Nuo was as quiet as a scholar.He first echoed that it was indeed quite quiet, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong. Looking back on Jiang Nuo in those processed memories, he retorted: "He is a person who observes quietly..."

His native language is not enough in such a situation, and he added English: "Jiang Nuo is more like an silent observer."

The memory will always affect the whole body, and through these keywords without the brain's command, he stuffed him with the ending of "Batman Prequel: Thedarkknight", Batman drives the Batmobile into the darkness, Officer Gordon narrates Said: "He's silent guardian... awatchful protector... adark—"

Yan Ruoyu stared at Jiang Nuo who was right in front of him. He was not a "knight" but a "night". He was quiet, faint, and not covered by the moonlight. For his company, Wang Zhaodi suddenly broke in.

He thinks it's unfair, and he also knows that the idea of ​​first come, first served is ridiculous. Jiang Nuo can't stop making friends with girls all his life, and he can't be single all his life. When he meets the right one, he always talks about marriage. .

But he was just... just uncomfortable.When he thinks that Jiang Nuo will leave one day, or that he will have a family one day, he feels uncomfortable, even panic, and then willfully wants to keep him forever.

But what about after staying?Then what?The story can stop abruptly at this moment, but life continues.

He was so troubled by this question that he couldn't move forward, and asked Jiang Nuo: "Have you ever thought about cutting your hair?"

Jiang Nuo knew what he wanted to ask, and said: "The consultant finally told me that when I am willing to take Jiang Shan out of my pocket, I will naturally cut off my hair."

Yan Ruoyu looked at Jiang Nuo without blinking. If he was serious, he would look like this.

"She also said that Jiang Shan wasn't the only one in that bag. I was carrying a heavy load, so I couldn't walk. If you want to move forward, you have to throw things back one by one, otherwise, you won't be able to keep up."

"But I'm not willing to throw it away. For so long, so many years, no one knew of my existence, only he..."

Jiang Nuo spoke more and more slowly, and finally said helplessly: "I am afraid that one day, when I am suddenly discouraged and unable to hold on anymore, when I turn around, I can't see him, and I can't imagine his face..."

"Then... no one really remembers him."

Yan Ruoyu sat beside Jiang Nuo's bed, held his face in his hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said distressedly and clumsily: "Just don't throw me away, I will always be with you."

"Why are you accompanying me?" Jiang Nuo sniffed and smiled, his eyes were like those of a child who is unreliable, "You are the young master of the Yan family."

"One day you will take me out of your own bag." He pushed Yan Ruoyu back to the chair and sat down. "You have your own way to go."

"You continue to draw." He was the calm Jiang Nuo again, but Yan Ruoyu still couldn't put it down touching the strand of hair that hadn't been tied in, and murmured: "You also had long hair when you were young."

Jiang Nuo said: "I never took pictures when I was a child."

"I dreamed it." Yan Ruoyu was determined, did not mention tile houses and hospital beds, but said, "When you look back, you become a Bodhisattva."

"...I really pretended to be a Bodhisattva when I was young."

Yan Ruoyu raised his eyes alertly: "What?!"

Jiang Nuo recalled: "When I was young, no one cut my hair. Every June and a half, the temple fair was held, and the village elders would put me in an open-air sedan chair and give me a deep-fried meat pie as a reward. I always remember the taste of that cake, and I also remember the temple fair.”

Yan Ruoyu didn't have such a childhood, he was fascinated by listening, but the reality changed suddenly.

"But now there are fewer and fewer people in the village. Young people go to big cities, leaving behind only old people and children. The temple fair... has also been suspended for several years."

Jiang Nuo didn't feel melancholy for too long, because the memories are still beautiful and lively.He remembered that there was a child in each sedan chair, all dressed up as Buddhist and Taoist gods, as well as characters from myths and legends, such as the white snake Xu Xian, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

"I remembered, I played Zhu Yingtai!" He raised his voice slightly, and said to Yan Ruoyu, "Jiang Shan told me after he was hospitalized that he met me when he was ** Yes. That summer vacation, I went back to the village with my parents for a temple fair, and I was dressed as Zhu Yingtai and sat in a sedan chair by an adult. He saw it and remembered it forever.”

He looked at Yan Ruoyu, and said in a secretive tone: "I still remember how to sing "Classmates"."

The banquet is like a foolish smile.He believed it, but he said he didn't believe it because he wanted to hear Jiang Nuo sing.

"I don't remember clearly before, but I will come later... Liang Shanbo saw the ring mark on Zhu Yingtai's ear, and suspected that she was a daughter. Yingtai defended, saying, 'the village rewards the gods for many temple fairs, and I play the role every year. Guanyin'..."

Jiang Nuo's back slowly slid down, she was still wearing a skirt, but she was not dignified at all, one calf was exposed, the other was arched, stepping on the skirt, falling on the neck like a swan in Yan Ruoyu's eyes.

He stared at the faintly visible leg in the hem of the skirt, his mind was on his ankle, he couldn't hear what Jiang Nuo sang, instead he responded to Jiang Nuo's chanting:

"Brother Liang, you must concentrate on your writing. You don't want to think about your future."

Yan Ruoyu was right, Ji Ling took his eyes away from the skirt, and had nowhere to rest his eyes on Jiang Nuo's face, and with just one glance, he glanced away guiltily.

But he can't escape.

The more he wanted to escape, the more flustered he became, and in the end he was completely hopeless. He fell into Jiang Nuo's last sentence, the sentence Liang Shanbo was pleased with Zhu Yingtai——

Liang Shanbo told Zhu Yingtai that he never dared to look at Guanyin.

Why not Yan Ruoyu... I dare not look at Jiang Nuo from now on.