love you like a song

Mu Zi'an's smile immediately froze on his face.

"Are you drawing me?"

The sound of rustling paintings sounded, Shi Qing glanced at her again, then looked down at the painting book.

Mu Zi'an felt the stiffness quickly spread from his face to his body, what did Shi Qing see?What will he draw?Two-headed or three-headed?Or is she an adult below her neck, but above her neck is her childhood head?

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind Shi Qing, and took away the painting book in his hand.

The head teacher stood behind him, glanced at the content on the painting, turned his head, and said to Shi Qing and Mu Zi'an with a smile. "You don't go to class, what are you doing here? Are you lazy?"

Shi Qing looked at the class teacher for a while, then suddenly got off the stone chair, turned and left.

Just as Mu Zi'an wanted to call Shi Qing to stop, Shi Qing ran back by himself, put the pencil in Mu Zi'an's hand, and whispered something inexplicably in her ear.

"She's almost taking over your whole body."

Seeing him running away again, the homeroom teacher shrugged and smiled at Mu Zi'an. "Okay, now you should go back to the classroom too, right?"

Mu Zi'an was taken aback when he heard this.

"You don't have to pay attention to Shi Qing's paintings. His family told me that his paintings are usually not very pleasing." The head teacher flipped through the picture book. "I heard that his first art teacher was scared away by his paintings. Do you want to see it?"

Mu Zi'an nodded.

She turned the drawing book over and showed the paintings on it to Mu Zi'an.

"This is what he drew for you." The head teacher said. "After you finish reading, remember to return it to him."

There were indeed two people in the painting.

However, it was different from what Mu Zi'an thought.

The little girl stood sideways under the wisteria flowers, with two hands on her shoulders, black lines like smoke and mist, spreading upwards from those two hands, gathering a half-length figure of another curly-haired little girl behind her.

The girl's face was indistinct, and she could only be seen to be burned and bleeding.

"You can't ask who's behind this is." The head teacher said, "He doesn't know either, because it's his fantasy."

Mu Zi'an stared blankly at the picture.

The head teacher probably thought she was frightened, so he took the drawing book back.

"His mother fell to her death and died right in front of him. This incident had a great impact on him." The class teacher looked down at the painting in his hand, fell silent for a moment, and came to a conclusion. "He's trapped by memories."

After finishing speaking, he closed the picture book with a snap.

The moment the drawing book was closed, those painful, gray memories that belonged to Lily's past seemed to have turned into black lines and were locked together in the drawing book.

"By the way, go to class quickly." The head teacher urged. "There are still 3 minutes."

Mu Zi'an was in a trance for a moment, then came back to his senses, and forced a smile at her. "Teacher, give me the picture book."

After finishing speaking, she snatched the drawing book and fled in a hurry. The head teacher's voice came from behind her. "Hey, Mu Zi'an, don't worry, did I say something wrong?"

The head teacher said nothing wrong.

It was her that panicked.

The Lily in the painting does exist, but what about her?

What about her at 30?Where is she?Where did you go...

She always felt that she was reborn, but the moment she saw that portrait, Mu Zi'an asked herself, is she really alive?Maybe... the moment she jumped out of reincarnation, she had already taken it down.

The homeroom teacher looked at the figure who was stumbling and fleeing from a distance, with complicated eyes.After a long time, she slowly lowered her head and opened the drawing book in her hand.

Flip page by page until the previous page that Shi Qing just painted was reached.

Children can always see things that adults cannot see.

Maybe Shi Qing didn't even know what he captured or drew?

The homeroom teacher was slightly taken aback. Zhou Ke, who had drawn two heads, hadn't taken shape yet, and the window sill and beam beside him were also outlined. Behind the beam, there was a character 'zhu' written in a vermilion pen.

She slowly raised her head and looked towards the window sill on the second floor. Not far away, behind a beam above Zhou Ke's head, there was a clear word 'zhu' slowly printed.

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The blows one after another upset Mu Zi'an.

The last class in the morning was physical education class, and Mu Zi'an didn't go to it.

She walked up to Shi Qing, turned the stools in the front row upside down, and sat down facing Shi Qing.

"Shi Qing, where am I?"

Mu Zian directly spread out the page he drew and asked.

"It's right there."

Shi Qing looked up at the notebook, buried his head in his arms, and said vaguely. "The shadow behind you, it has become bigger and bigger recently, almost covering you."

"You...you are superstitious!" Mu Zi'an reluctantly opened his mouth, interrupting Shi Qing's words.But what she said by herself, even she... couldn't convince her.

She tugged at the collar.

"It's true." Shi Qing sighed softly, staring at Mu Zi'an with dark eyes. "Why don't you believe it? What are you expecting? You said that your cousin wants you to be her lover, but she hasn't done anything to you yet?"

"So I said, Gu Nan definitely doesn't like you. She only raised you because you look like your mother Lu Pingyao. You don't know that she has pursued your mother."

Hearing Shi Qing say 'Gu Nan definitely doesn't like you', Mu Zi'an felt a thump in his heart, immediately interrupted his words, and retorted. "No, she must like me."

The eyes became deep and shallow in an instant, Shi Qing hesitated for a while, and opened his mouth. "You, actually you like Gu Nan, right?"

"how is this possible."

Mu Zi'an bit his lip, and then deliberately put on an exaggerated disgust.

"Then why, every sentence involves her!"

Mu Zi'an froze for a moment, a little annoyed, held back for a long time before uttering a sentence. "I... She and I both study chemistry. It's normal to talk about her, right? You don't want to ruin her reputation."

Up to now, you are still thinking about her, not liking her, what is it?

Shi Qing was noncommittal, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said after a while.

"Be careful with that shadow now. If you like your cousin now, you'd better give it up early, it's too distracting. Women and women... are troublesome."

Hearing this, Mu Zi'an felt a dark fire in his heart, and growled. "Don't you just like Gu Nan! Why stop me!"

After saying this, Shi Qing grabbed Mu Zi'an, and looked at her with extremely complicated eyes... After watching for a long time, Mu Zi'an felt hairy, and was about to throw up his sleeves and leave, so he said softly .

"You really don't understand anything."

I like you.

"Actually, what I said back then, I always wanted to tell you the other way around."

I really want to protect you.

Shi Qing looked towards the noisy outside. "Mu Zi'an, I won't go to school here forever. My grandfather wants me to study chemistry abroad, but I just want to do what I like."

I was deprived of this capital early in the morning, and I didn't even have a chance to fight for it.

"You must be careful."

"Ah."

"I know."

Mu Zi'an stood in front of the window for a while with the safety talisman that Shi Qing forcefully stuffed in his pocket, finally took a deep breath, whispered something to Shi Qing, and then walked back.

She had to figure out how much of what Shi Qing said was true, because all of this was too bizarre.

Lily's back is growing...but where is she?Is she still her?

What made her feel most uncomfortable was what Shi Qing said, which made her clearly realize that Gu Nan was only a little closer to her, and the person she liked was always Lu Pingyao, and she had no reason to be close to her.

Even Shi Qing and Gu Nan are cousins ​​in name, but there is nothing between himself and Gu Nan...

Gu Nan's home is not far from Fuxing High School, about 7 minutes' walk away.

Mu Zi'an's expression was not good, and he pushed open the door. "Nan Nan, I'm back."

No one answered.

Normally at this time, Gu Nan would have gone home early.

Did it go out?But Gu Nan didn't say that she wanted to go out yesterday.

Mu Zi'an took off his shoes, entered the room, and heard someone whispering upstairs, Gu Nan should be there.

She walked upstairs, and for some reason, she deliberately kept her footsteps light. The closer she got to the upstairs, the clearer her voice became.

Standing in front of the door, Mu Zi'an hesitated for a while when she heard the rustling sound of flipping books. Instead of knocking, she gently pushed the door open.

Gu Nan was sitting at the table, pointing at something with a pen.Sitting next to her was a boy who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old and was nodding his head.

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