Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

With her head down, Chen Putao was writing a math problem.

Kind of hard.

Chen Putao gritted his teeth. He seriously suspected that the reason why he couldn't write this question was because Ji Yichuan was humming an out-of-tune ditty all the time.

He put down the black pen in his hand, turned his head, and couldn't help asking a lot.

"What's the matter? You feel so good after you come back?"

Ji Yichuan laughed twice, his eyes fell on Zhou Tong in the distance, and he turned back quickly.

He propped his chin up, and flicked the phone interface boredly, his tone was a little teasing, "Just now I suddenly have a friend who shares the same goals."

"Who is it?" Chen Putao didn't realize it. Ji Yichuan hadn't gotten up from his seat since he handed over the certificate to Zhou Tong. Why did a friend suddenly appear at this moment?

Ji Yichuan rubbed his head, hesitated for a while, as if he had made an extremely important decision.

"Look?" He pushed the phone closer to Chen Putao, and explained, "She drew it."

Ji Yichuan turned on the phone, and the screen saver was just a picture.

The strokes are delicate and the picture is soft and bright.

The boy in the picture is wearing an off-white sweater, with a slightly thin body, with his head tilted, and a bright smile on his face.Holding the book in his arms, the bookmarks in the book were not completely clamped, and a string of dewdrops fell from the spine of the book.

Chen Putao was stunned, and realized that the screensaver was him only belatedly.

"Why do you use this as a screen saver?!" Chen Putao hastily reached out and turned off the phone, staring straight at Ji Yichuan with round eyes.

Ji Yichuan told the truth, "I like this one the most, of course I want to see it all the time."

"This one?" Chen Putao realized the truth hidden in Ji Yichuan's words, "How many of these do you have in total?"

"Seven or eight?" Ji Yichuan smacked his lips, and pressed his tongue against his cheeks, a little dissatisfied: "The main reason is that the drawing is too slow."

No one in the surroundings paid attention to this side, and most of Chen Putao's inner embarrassment disappeared. Seeing Ji Yichuan's answer like this, he felt a little funny in his heart.

Taking advantage of Chen Putao's time to look around, Ji Yichuan had already opened the photo album of his mobile phone, and the seven or eight paintings he ordered from Zhou Tong were all put in a private category by him.

When Chen Putao looked at his phone again, he saw this scene.

Several pictures in succession, spring, summer, autumn and winter, from campus to society, from love to marriage.

There are two solo pictures of Chen Putao, but most of them are of Chen Putao and Ji Yichuan in the same frame.The actions of the two are not out of the ordinary, mostly accompanied by a certain sense of distance.

The closest one is probably the picture of the two sleeping in their pajamas.

But Chen Putao's attention was completely attracted by the last picture, which was a very simple watercolor. He and Ji Yichuan were wearing the same suit, and smiled as they looked at each other.

The picture is pure and beautiful.

But the white bouquet held in his hand abruptly made the overall feeling of the painting quite ambiguous.

Ji Yichuan looked at the painting and explained: "This is the last one. The night you agreed to me, I didn't plan to ask anyone to draw again." He paused, as if mocking himself, "But in the end Still can't hold back."

The tip of Ji Yichuan's tongue pressed against his palate, his expression a little unnatural.

At that time, after he confessed, Chen Putao didn't give him an answer immediately. Although he said he wanted to chase him, he was really not sure.Ji Yichuan recalled that bad time, a bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At that time, the fact that he was living in a book collapsed his worldview.His parents were in a car accident, and Zhao Xiao's USB flash drive made him even more troubled. In addition, because of the New Star Cup, Zhou Tong kept getting close to Chen Putao.

In the dead of night, he really imagined, what would happen to him if Zhou Tong and Chen Putao were together?

A sense of hopeless frustration surged over him, drowning him in boundless darkness.

In the darkness, these paintings were his only solace.

Ji Yichuan recalled all of this, a gloomy glint flashed in Taohua's eyes, his brow bone was slightly higher than the average person's, and even a little bit of anxiety and darkness in his eyes would show some fierceness.

Ji Yichuan put his hands lightly on his browbones, trying to hide the rolling look in his eyes.

He exhaled slowly to relieve the gloom in his heart.When he raised his head again, it was soft again.

The person in front of him was focused on looking at the phone. Because of being too surprised, Chen Putao's almond eyes rolled away, and the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly.

Ji Yichuan's palate was itchy, and he couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

Fortunately, this piece of driftwood finally floated towards him.

And his fingertips will definitely hold this piece of driftwood tightly, even if it is dripping with blood.

"Ji Yichuan, please send me this picture."

There were several pictures in total, but Chen Putao looked at them several times.

Hesitating like a person with choice difficulty finally making a decision, "Why don't you just send me all of this."

Ji Yichuan half closed his eyelids, and took a deep look at Chen Putao.I did.

"I also want to choose one as a screen saver." Chen Putao said with a slight twist in her voice, which was provocative but she didn't know it.

Chen Putao didn't notice the change in Ji Yichuan's eyes.He said to himself, "This is the first time I've been in love, and I'm not very proficient, but when I was at work, I heard that the little girls in our factory were always pestering their boyfriends, and they insisted on taking pictures of couples. Make a screen saver."

"Although being a screen saver is relatively high-profile, people may find out." Chen Putao seemed a little puzzled, but soon the sound of knocking on Bingjiayu came again.

"But it's not a bad feeling."

The voice of the voice swept over his heart like a feather, and the anxiety and anxiety buried deep in Ji Yichuan's heart finally disappeared, like ripples on the surface of the water, dispersing outward in circles, but they will still disappear in the end.

Ji Yichuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sent out the last painting.He looked at the picture of two people holding bouquets on the screen, and his tone was soft but firm: "Brother, we will get married."

Wednesday afternoon classes are the most relaxing of the week.

As soon as the class bell rang, the sports committee was the most excited. "Hurry up, hurry up, if the math teacher realizes that this class is a physical education class, it will be over!"

The appearance of this exploited low-level people made the physical education teacher on the side feel distressed.

The physical education class in the second year of high school is very small. There are only two heartbreaking classes a week, but the poor two classes are often occupied by teachers of various subjects.

The physical education teacher managed to catch a class, and urged like a duck, "Hurry up and form a team. Gather on the playground!"

When the students gathered sparsely in the playground, the physical education teacher and the big men looked at the uncontrollable ease and joy on the students' faces and sighed.

"Run around the playground twice first."

"what……"

"What are you doing, I told you to run!" The physical education teacher rubbed the tip of his nose, "I know you are usually tired from class, so you can move around freely after two laps."

"Yeah! I can finally play some basketball!" The group of boys suddenly exploded.

The students ran very fast, and a group of boys gathered on the basketball court early.

The sports committee hugged the basketball, and the people around him followed him onto the field.

Gao Shang sat on a bench beside him, looked into the distance, didn't speak, just stared blankly.

Ji Yichuan leaned lazily on Chen Putao's shoulder, with a relaxed expression.

"I'm going now!"

Chen Putao was taken aback by the firm words that suddenly appeared beside him, "What are you going to do?"

Gao Shang took out an envelope from his pocket, stared blankly, and muttered to himself: "Although the method of delivering love letters is too old-fashioned, the experience of the predecessors tells me that this method works."

Ji Yichuan laughed, and kicked Gao Shang's calf with his toes in disgust, "Then you go."

Don't get in the way here.