After being scumbag by my ex, I fell in love with his nemesis

Jiang Ran only had two classes in the afternoon. After the end, he was called by the sketching teacher to help out. After all, he only spent half an hour in the office. After that, he went back to the dormitory and planned to make an appointment on Weibo.

But he walked around and couldn't calm down.

During lunch time, the unfinished topic was stuck in his chest like a tiny fishbone.

His intuition told him that Gu Cixin was unhappy, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find the source of the other party's unhappiness. He was like a migratory bird without one, bumping around in the school, and finally came here.

But by such a coincidence, when he was standing at the door of the classroom, he figured it out.

He didn't want Gu Cixin to be unhappy.

He couldn't tell whether this emotion was because his friendship with Gu Cixin had reached the peak state, but he couldn't think too much about it, especially when he saw the other party walking directly in front of him without saying a word. I lingered all afternoon, and all the messy thoughts dissipated, only two words remained.

Coax him.

He couldn't even remember what the purpose of doing this was.

"I... bought something, do you want something warm?"

Jiang Ran pursed her lower lip, feeling as if she had returned to the night when she first stepped into Gu Cixin's dormitory, but that time he was "forced" to go in, but this time, he wanted to take the initiative to go in.

Gu Cixin paused, then laughed lightly.

Jiang Ran raised his head in surprise.

He suppressed his voice, so the laughter was not loud, but Jiang Ran suddenly felt that the ice and snow all over his body had degraded. He stood beside this person, even if he didn't need to say anything, as long as he could hear his laughter, all his troubles would be gone. No more worries.

He raised his lower lip lightly, then looked into those sunny eyes, "What's wrong?"

"No." Gu Cixin put his hands on his hair, "I am."

"Feeling a little stupid."

After he finished speaking, he took the things in Jiang Ran's hand, "What did you buy?"

"Well, it's just some vegetables and some meatballs." Jiang Ran slightly lowered his head while still feeling the touch of the other party on the top of his head, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought some."

"I don't choose." Gu Cixin said as he raised his chin towards the stairs, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Jiang Ran glanced into the classroom before following him.

"What are you looking at?" As if thinking of something, Gu Cixin said, "Wu Feilai is not here, today's teacher doesn't like roll call."

"No." Jiang Ran looked up at him, "I was checking to see if Lu Xingzhou was here."

Gu Cixin stopped in his tracks, "Do you need to find him?"

"nor."

Gu Cixin: "?"

"That's right," he raised his head, just in time for the last ray of sunshine in this weather.

The warm orange light hit his face, "Don't you like being with them, I'm thinking, should I call them together."

Gu Cixin stretched out his hand to hook the bag in his hand, and smiled lightly: "No."

Jiang Ran: "?"

Gu Cixin said: "Lu Xingzhou eats too much, this is not enough for him."

"Well, let's go to the small supermarket now..."

"Jiang Ran." Gu Cixin interrupted him, "I don't want to, can I?"

Jiang Ran bought a lot of things, and his arms were a little tired from carrying them back with bare hands. He and Gu Cixin both rely on their hands for food, so they swept a bicycle and went back alone.

Just like last time, before Jiang Ran had time to say anything, the other party had already snatched the bicycle he swept away and adjusted the seat for him.

The eyes of the people around were all on them, but he had no choice but to get on the bike and follow them back.

Adding water to the small pot in the dormitory is omnipotent. Whether it is cooking noodles, dumplings or hot pot, the taste is as good as that in the store, but Jiang Ran thinks it is due to Gu Cixin's good craftsmanship.

After all, he also used the same small pot last time, and cooked dumpling soup overnight.

After Gu Cixin heated up the small pot, he looked back at Jiang Ran, who was standing by the sink, holding a small vegetable basket in his arms, and was washing vegetables.

"Are you ready?" He walked over and shook his hand.

very cool.

"The water is cold, you go and look at the pot, I'll wash it."

"No need." Jiang Ran's ears turned red accidentally, "I've already washed it, let's go in."

Jiang Ran has always felt that hot pot is the simplest but rare delicious food in the world. It does not require much time and effort, and it can accommodate all kinds of ingredients that cannot be matched together.

Their small pot was quickly opened, and the hot white gas was whirling up to the ceiling. Gu Cixin put half of the fresh ingredients that Jiang Ran bought into it, "Is it fragrant?"

Jiang Ran sniffed it seriously, and then replied: "Scent."

He just saw that before boiling the water, Gu Cixin fried the chunks of bottom material in the room. Although it was a bit choking, it would still be very fragrant.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Ran suddenly slowed down his eating speed. When he ate, he was very gentle, and if he slowed down, it was no different from a pause.

Sure enough, Gu Cixin also stopped his chopsticks and looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ran was silent for a while, but still said, "At noon, you said, if later, what is it?"

He didn't actually want to spoil the atmosphere, but if he didn't ask, this matter would always be stuck in his heart. Jiang Ran blamed himself in his heart, then raised his eyelids and looked at the person he was questioning.

The cooked beef balls just floated up, Gu Cixin put it into the opponent's bowl, chuckled, "Want to know?"

Jiang Ran nodded, then shook his head again.

Gu Cixin smiled, "Do you want to know or don't want to know."

The round balls were poked by the chopsticks and twirled in the bowl. Jiang Ran said, "I want to know, because I want to know why you are unhappy. I shook my head because I felt that if I said it again, you would be unhappy. Then I don't want to know."

Gu Cixin was taken aback.

Many times, he thought that people will always change, and everything he remembers will become unrecognizable, and it is true, but today when he faced Jiang Ran again, he found that the other party had never changed.

In front of him, the other party seems to always unconsciously reveal the furry self hidden in his heart.

"So you think I'm unhappy."

Jiang Ran looked at him and said something in his heart, isn't it?

"Okay." Gu Cixin smiled, "I admit that I am a little unhappy, but because of myself, it has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" There was a little distrust in Jiang Ran's eyes, and he bit his lower lip, "But, you haven't even sent me WeChat messages."

He was waiting during class, and he was waiting when get out of class was over, but he waited for so long and didn't even receive a single emoji.

People who usually have so many emoticons that can occupy a lot of memory in his phone, suddenly disappeared.

Now, Gu Cixin finally couldn't help laughing, and after a while, he met Shang Jiangran's gaze, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you, from now on, even if it's the professor's class, I will send you a WeChat message, okay?" ?”

Jiang Ran frowned and said, "Actually, I didn't ask you to send me a message in class, just..."

What it is, he can't say, but he can still think of the hopeless feeling of waiting for the news all afternoon after the other party finished lunch in silence.

"Sorry." Gu Cixin sandwiched another ball for him, and said seriously, "My fault."

Jiang Ran suddenly felt a little awkward. He was obviously the one who ruined the atmosphere. He looked at another ball that was about to cool down in the bowl, "I can't finish it."

This tone is in the past.

Gu Cixin hummed, and then consciously took the two balls away.

Jiang Ran: "..."

But in the end one of them still got into his stomach, Gu Cixin took it away and just threw it back into the pot to reheat it. Jiang Ran was surprised by his operation, and then obediently ate the ball.

At the end of the meal, the two of them smelled like hot pot. Gu Cixin took a shower, urged by the news from his best friend, took medicine, and had a good night's sleep.

Gu Cixin was woken up by a knock on the door, he squinted his eyes to check the time, it was 08:30.

It was a classmate from their department who knocked on the door. He looked familiar, but he couldn't get his name. The other person was carrying his computer bag in his hand, and said that Lu Xingzhou dragged him back.

After closing the door, Gu Cixin frowned and dialed the phone.

After the bell rang twice, the connection was made over there, but the person who answered the phone was Zhou Yu.

"Where's Lu Xingzhou?"

Zhou Yu lowered his voice, "Still sleeping, what's wrong?"

"Someone came to me just now, saying that he asked me to return the notebook?"

Zhou Yu was silent for a while, "Ci Xin, Zhou Zhou asked the class monitor to bring you the notebook last night."

"Look, see if any files have been lost."

Gu Cixin didn't hang up the phone. After a while, Zhou Yu asked, "Cixin?"

"Nothing is missing."

As soon as Zhou Yu wanted to say that, it was fine, but in the next second, Gu Cixin said, "That person just moved my drawing."

"What drawing?" Zhou Yu didn't know anything about the Academy of Fine Arts, "Is it important? Did it get deleted for you, or was it altered?"

"None." Gu Cixin's voice was cold, "He just cracked my password."

He looked at the screen indifferently, "Accidentally left a browsing record."

It was almost ten o'clock when Jiang Ran got up.

He woke up once earlier, but fell asleep again after being dazed for a while. He picked up his phone after washing up and looked at it. The news from Gu Cixin was two hours ago.

【Are you awake? 】

[I have class later, remember to eat. 】

Jiang Ran blinked, replied a message to the other party, went back to the table, and turned on the computer.

Last night, he received a private draft on Weibo to draw an anime character, but the other party had a special request, and he hoped that he would like some.

Jiang Ran didn't quite understand what the other party meant by a little bit of desire until the other party sent a sample picture.

In fact, it's not that Jiang Ran has never painted this kind of painting. After all, the human body is only one of the art paintings, but Jiang Ran couldn't help but blush when he saw the picture of the tied-up person.

But he has never painted this kind of painting before, so he will try it once.

He found the anime and clicked on an episode at random.

He watched less than half an episode when his phone rang suddenly.

It's Professor Zhou.

Said to let him go to the studio to help find a painting.

Anime can be watched at any time, he turned off the computer, put away his backpack, and went to the private studio.

He was a little tired during this time and hadn't been here for a long time.

There are not many drawing boards inside, and the one next to him is Gu Cixin's.

The last time they were here seemed to be a long time ago. It was the first time he smelled Gu Cixin that day. He still remembered that Gu Cixin drew a bunch of rose sketches.

Jiang Ran couldn't help curling the corner of her lower lip.

There is a pile of finished paintings on the wall of the studio. They have a lot of schoolwork, and the paint on the drawing boards is stored in the studio for easy access.

Normally, no one came to this studio, and after a long time, the smell of paint and silk cloth in the studio was mixed together. He walked to the window, opened the bed curtain, and opened the window to ventilate.

There was plenty of sunlight outside, and the shadows in the studio were instantly swept away.

Jiang Ran turned around and saw a painting nailed to the wall.

A cluster of blooming roses.

The painting has been painted lustfully, with curly green edges, it is a snow mountain rose.

He is sensitive to paintings and can almost recognize whose work it is at a glance.

His eyes turned a little lower, and he wrote something with a black signature pen in the lower right corner used to sign the painting.

to JR.