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

A week later, Jiang Ran was called to Professor Zhou's office.

"The journal has already agreed that you are from the Academy of Fine Arts, and you will be the first one. You go back and prepare your part." Professor Zhou pushed down his glasses, "I told Gu Cixin about the rest, Then you can discuss it."

Their college cooperates with the magazine. Every year, some periodical articles or art works are published. There are teachers and students. Jiang Ran participated in it when he was a freshman. He still remembers that the theme of that issue was once.

Jiang Ran thought for a long time, and then drew the duck beside his bed.

The duck was made for him by his grandmother when he was very young. His grandmother is a master embroidery master with excellent handwork, and the puppet toys for children are also top-notch.

When he was a child, he liked the duck very much, and he would hug it every time he slept, but after he was 6 years old, he didn't like it so much.

I don't know why, every time Jiang Ran sees this duck, he always feels that something is missing.

But the duck's clothes, hats, and even the small cloth bag are all sewn together with itself, and nothing is missing.

Jiang Ran pulled away from his thoughts, and Professor Zhou spoke again, "The editor-in-chief of their journal has changed to a newcomer. This time, there is no designated theme, so I will let you play freely. If the drawing is good, you can take it to the competition, and there will be a manuscript fee."

After the professor finished speaking, he remembered Jiang Ran's family conditions, and said again: "But this is not the point, draw well, and tell me after you and Gu Cixin set the theme, as soon as possible."

Jiang Ran went back to the dormitory, and first found out the previous drawings. He just clicked on the folder, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

During this period of time, he has experienced this feeling several times.

Dizziness, weakness, and wanting to sleep, last weekend, he had dinner with Wu Feilai Yuehao, but when he woke up from his afternoon nap, it was already eight o'clock.

Jiang Ran drank a glass of water and felt a chill down his back.

Autumn is the season when it is easy to get sick. There is often a certain incubation period for viruses hidden in the body. Jiang Ran took out the medicine box, took two cold medicines and took them with water.

The effect of the drug is usually reflected in sleep, Jiang Ran flipped through the magazine again while he was in good spirits.

He looked at it for a while, then suddenly thought of something, took out his phone, and sent a message.

"Left to the left!!! Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lu Xingzhou patted the table and said angrily, "I told you about the left side! Alright, the villain fell down and died!"

"You two are still playing this?" Ye Haoran took a glass of water, "Is it fun?"

"It's not fun!" Lu Xingzhou closed the webpage and clicked on the code editor, "Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu, I really didn't expect that as a top ten student in the class, you can't even play well with the little forest ice fire man , you let me down so much!"

Zhou Yu rubbed his hair, "Last semester, when we messed around in the kitchen together, I felt the same way you do now."

Lu Xingzhou paused, "Spicy chicken game! Ruin my life!"

He put on his hat and curled his lips, "Old Gu is still the best! Whether it's mentally retarded games or puzzle games, in his hands, they are all like his own son."

Ye Haoran returned to his seat, "It's a pity that the boss is busy with his career, so he doesn't have the heart to play 4399 games with you."

Lu Xingzhou slid off his chair, turned his head and called Gu Cixin, "You've taken root here recently? I haven't seen your Academy of Fine Arts, why, the sweet o's in the art department have lost their flavor!"

Gu Cixin wore earphones and said nothing, probably did not hear him.

"Look! My dad is very serious! It's different from you teenagers who are wasting their lives!" Lu Xingzhou frantically typed on the keyboard for a while, then raised his head, "What are we going to eat? I'm a little hungry!"

Zhou Yu knocked on the brim of his hat, "You really can't be quiet for a moment! Do you want hot and sour noodles?"

"But I kind of want to eat Malatang, don't eat noodles! Malatang is like adding some vinegar!" Lu Xingzhou looked at Gu Cixin, and shouted to his profile: "Daddy eats Malatang! I will give you love deliver?"

Just as Gu Cixin was about to say no to eating, his phone vibrated.

He glanced at it twice, then suddenly pushed away the chair and stood up.

"I'm stupid!" Lu Xingzhou looked at him, "God descends to earth, do you want to go with us? Malatang's business is going to be booming today! Wait a minute and I'll take care of my personal... ehhhhhh !"

"No need, I'm going back to the dormitory." Gu Cixin turned off the computer and walked quickly, "You guys eat."

"Honey, are you still reading your magazine?"

Jiang Ran turned on the hands-free on the phone, and talked to Wu Feilai while flipping through magazines.

"Have you had dinner yet? I'll bring it to you. What do you want to eat?"

"No need, aren't you in the computer room with Ye Haoran?"

Wu Feilai paused, "Ah, yes! The homework is really difficult! Don't you know that this code really makes me dizzy, baby, I really want to see you draw."

"Yeah." Jiang Ran took notes, "I'll bring you to the studio next time."

"Okay baby, okay, then you look at it first, Lao Ye and the others are calling me!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ran decided to eat a piece of bread for dinner. He had just unpacked the bread when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Gu Cixin stood at his door, with sweat on his forehead, he took a step back, his voice panting, "Sorry, I'm a little late."

"It's okay." Jiang Ran opened the door, "It's not too late."

Gu Cixin looked down a little bit, "You didn't eat?"

"Huh?" Jiang Ran looked down at the bread in his hand, "Well, I'm not very hungry."

"Come to my bedroom." Gu Cixin took off his coat and opened the door, "I have sorted out the drawings for magazines and periodicals, you can take a look."

"Okay, I just did a screening here." Jiang Ran put down the bread in his hand and put away the notes on the desk, "You can take a look at it later."

"Yeah." Gu Cixin opened the cabinet, cleaned the small pot, and boiled water, "Wait for me, I'll take a shower soon."

He took the towel and said again: "Check the water for me, if it's on, turn it down."

Gu Cixin took a shower very quickly. When he came out, the water in the pot hadn't boiled yet. Jiang Ran was sitting on his chair, looking straight at the small pot.

Gu Cixin paused, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

He wiped his hair and threw the towel in the hamper.

"The water isn't boiling." Jiang Ran stood up, "I've been watching."

"Yes." Gu Cixin nodded, "You are very good."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Gu Cixin threw something into the pot before sitting next to Jiang Ran.

"What are these? The name of the theme?" The cold fragrance rushed into Jiang Ran's nasal cavity in an instant, and his heart couldn't help but beat twice.

Gu Cixin had just taken a shower, and his hair was not completely dry. The water droplets slid down the roots of the hair, passed through the smooth neck, and went to a deeper place.

The nape of the neck is the absolute domain of ao gender, no matter for any party, it is a very tempting place. When she was with Wu Feilai before, Jiang Ran was forced to touch that piece of skin, but unfortunately, He is a beta and has no feeling for this piece of skin.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Gu Cixin.

Realizing that he was deserting, Gu Cixin turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Jiang Ran withdrew a little and squeezed his wrist unconsciously.

I don't know why, but my skin seems to be burning.

Gu Cixin clicked on the folder on the computer desktop, "Here are some materials I collected, take a look."

Jiang Ran took the mouse and opened it one by one.

Gu Cixin's preparations were very detailed. He not only pasted all the paintings, but also carefully marked the names, years, and seasons. Jiang Ran's family is engaged in art, so he understands that artists are very sensitive to time and seasons. sensitive.

Gu Cixin's main major is computer, but to be able to do this, he is already better than most of the students of art colleges.

"Do you want it?" The voice interrupted Jiang Ran's thoughts unexpectedly, he turned his head, and Gu Cixin was holding a bowl, facing him, "I cooked too much, do you want it?"

Jiang Ran blinked lightly.

The small wonton stuffed with mustard greens and fresh meat, with coriander, sesame oil and chili oil inside, smells very fragrant, and the soup is covered with the fragrance of noodle products, which is much more delicious than the bag of bread he unwrapped.

Jiang Ran stirred it gently with a spoon, and then realized that this was the second meal he ate in Gu Cixin's dormitory.

He has a cold personality and few friends. People who are not familiar with him will think that he is cold, but it is not the case. He just doesn't know how to get along with others.

His friends, including Wu Feilai, broke into his world and opened up their own world in his world. He has never stepped out, and he doesn't know what initiative is, and he doesn't know what it is to invite others to dinner The taste, let alone the feeling of being in the dormitory with friends, surrounded by a small pot, can be so good.

Jiang Ran couldn't help laughing, he seemed to be thinking a little too much.

After a simple dinner, both of them regained their spirits.

Gu Cixin flipped through the themes in his notes, "You came up with these?"

"Well, I dug out all the periodicals of the past two years, and found that this magazine likes to use two-word themes in the section of art paintings, similar to the past, memories and those."

Jiang Ran looked at him and continued, "I think we can also go in this direction. Compared with complicated and complicated names, the theme of two characters is more concise. These are all my thoughts, how about you? Do you have any ideas? ?”

Gu Cixin was silent for a while, then said, "Forgot."

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Forget?"

He flipped through the magazine, stopped again, and said with joy in his tone, "Forget, it's a very good name, how did you come up with it?"

Gu Cixin did not answer.

The sudden silence of the dormitory made Jiang Ran a little uncomfortable. He raised his head and was about to speak when he heard someone next to him asking him.

"Have you ever forgotten? Forget some people who are not so important to you."

The tone was very light, but for some reason, Jiang Ran could hear a hint of urgency.

He thought for a while, drooped his eyelashes, and said slowly, "Since it's not that important, it's normal to forget it."

"Unimportant people and unimportant things are like the scenery I saw yesterday, or a stranger I met on the corner of the street. They are simple but real things." Communicating, I didn't notice that the light accumulated in Gu Cixin's eyes dimmed a little bit.

"Is it?"

Jiang Ran nodded, "However, forgetting gives them a different meaning."

"A different meaning?"

"Well." Jiang Ran put away the notebook, "Because the memory exists, when they meet again, those forgotten pasts will definitely be picked up."

Gu Cixin looked at him seriously, his eyes filled with an unfathomable mist, after a while he nodded his head and hummed.

After deciding on the theme, Jiang Ran got up and put the chair back in place.

Gu Cixin glanced at the computer screen, it seemed that their discussion time was not long, most of it was spent on eating.

Gu Cixin opened the door for him, "Go to bed early."

Jiang Ran nodded, "You too."

After speaking, he walked out with his notebook in his arms.

Gu Cixin paused, his eyes suddenly widened.

A faint fragrance entered his sensitive senses unexpectedly.

It was as if the sky had cleared up after the rain, and a small flower suddenly exploded on the moist soil.