canary her crush come true

It was nearly seven o'clock when Yi Xiaoan returned home, and it was already late when they returned to school from the art gallery, and they simply packed up their things before returning home.

Although Shu Yan said that she will not work overtime at night, it only means that she will go home and sleep at night. As for dinner...

Like all the students, Yi Xiao'an waved goodbye to Shu Yan after coming out of the art gallery, and then watched her get into Tan Yao's blue Rolls Royce again.

Then her phone vibrated twice.

[Back after dinner. 】

[It won't be very late. 】

Yi Xiaoan took a shower after eating. The scenery she visited today has nothing to do with her final topic selection, but Yi Xiaoan still finished her homework seriously.

She painted very quickly, and after finishing the painting, Yi Xiaoan felt a little tired, went to the first floor, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. A black and white movie "Roman Holiday" was playing on the TV. Yi Xiaoan remembered this movie, she I have seen the previous part before, and now it just picked up that part.

Yi Xiaoan put down the remote control and was about to continue watching, when he received a WeChat message from Lin Wei. The WeChat message was a picture with several beautiful little cakes on it.

[? 】Yi Xiaoan replied.

Lin Wei immediately said: [Xiao'an, I strongly recommend his family's cherries red wine mousse and this matcha lemon, ma'am, it's so delicious! ! 】

Yi Xiaoan glanced at the time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and replied with some doubts: [It is best to eat less sweet and greasy food at night. 】

Lin Wei pouted at the other end of the screen: 【Do you think I want to?Do you remember the coffee Mr. Shu ordered for us in the afternoon?It was so bitter that I put on a pain mask and ate three small cakes before I recovered. 】

?

【Is the afternoon coffee bitter? 】

Yi Xiaoan was a little puzzled.She is a person who is very afraid of suffering. She usually needs a double dose of sugar to drink coffee, but she didn't feel bitter in the cup of instant takeaway in the afternoon.

[Isn't it bitter? ] Lin Wei was puzzled again.

Before Yi Xiaoan could reply, Lin Wei realized that it was difficult to judge whether the coffee was bitter or not just based on the two of them insisting on their own opinions. So Lin Wei asked two more friends who had a good relationship with her. Reply soon:

[Bitter!So I'm not the only one who feels the pain? 】

[Bitter and fragrant, so the cool female president drinks such bitter coffee every day to keep her nerves clear? 】

[Can that be called suffering?That’s the taste of the president~]

Lin Wei threw the screenshot to Yi Xiaoan, and Yi Xiaoan stared blankly at the phone screen. The "Roman Holiday" on TV had just come to the end, and the time-precipitated English floated into his ears. When all the interviews were over, Princess Anne suddenly Get up slowly:

"I want to meet some media friends now..."

Immediately afterwards, she walked down the steps with her skirt in hand, and slowly walked up to everyone and held out her hand.

Every reporter introduced himself when shaking hands, and Princess Anne smiled and answered blessings one by one. I thought of a sentence I didn't know where I saw it before:

"In order to shake hands with you, I lied that I wanted to meet friends and shook everyone's hands."

Yi Xiaoan seemed to think he had figured out the answer.

Before she could turn off the TV, she hurried upstairs and walked into the study to see that there was still the bottle of untouched mineral water on the side of her schoolbag.

No wonder Shuyan touched her schoolbag when she entered the art gallery in the afternoon. Yi Xiaoan has a habit of drinking water, so it was Shuyan who found out that her water was cold. In order to let her drink hot water, she gave it to everyone in the class. Have you ordered coffee?

Among them, I also put double sugar in it?

It's no wonder why Shu Yan specially handed the cup to herself...

A kind of belated sweetness seems to melt in the unfinished coffee, accompanied by the mellow aroma, engulfed in the heart again, and then slowly surged up.

Yi Xiaoan felt his ears turn red unconsciously again, the warm yellow light in the study quietly illuminated everything, Yi Xiaoan unconsciously walked twice in the study, then sat at the desk, found a The key opened the bottom drawer.

There was only one notebook in the drawer, and Yi Xiaoan opened it.

It was a picture book that had almost nothing to do with her professional painting style.Each page inside is a small Q-version comic drawn with pencil sketches.

The protagonists of the manga are two girls, which actually represent her and Shu Yan.

Since two years ago, Yi Xiaoan began to draw in this notebook.Here is a picture of the interesting or exciting things that happened every time she and Shu Yan were together.

The drawing is very simple, and there are no words to explain the lines, but Yi Xiaoan can understand and remember it.Just like every person who has had a crush, some of her will keep a diary, and some will tell her stories anonymously on the Internet.

The same is true for Yi Xiaoan, she chose to use the method she is familiar with and is good at, and quietly recorded it with drawing paper.

The penultimate page of the book is a scene of a playground, the girl representing Shu Yan is leaning against the railing, and the Q version girl representing Yi Xiaoan is standing opposite and looking at her.

Below the roof is a large sea of ​​flowers.

The previous page of the book was a wedding, and another girl appeared in the first few frames, but in the last scene, Shu Yan walked home with her in her arms.

Yi Xiao'an gently turned the book to a blank page, took out a pencil from the pencil case, sat on a chair and began to compose another picture.

The tip of the pencil made a rustling sound on the paper. Yi Xiaoan only had the composition she wanted to arrange in his mind. After some time, Yi Xiaoan felt that he heard "Xiao An". She thought she was hallucinating and wanted to After finishing the last painting and then looking up, I heard footsteps coming from the door of the room.

"Xiao'an?" Shu Yan's unusually clear call came, and Yi Xiao'an subconsciously agreed.

She raised her head suddenly, only to find that the door of the study room was not closed, and at this moment Shu Yan was already standing at the door of the room.

Yi Xiao'an hurriedly swept the notebook on the table back to the ground with his elbow, subconsciously straightened his body and stood in front of the table.She moved too fast, and Shu Yan saw the panic on her face clearly.

Shu Yan hadn't changed her clothes yet, she was still wearing the black right-angled suit with a narrow waist, walking in with a small box in her hand.

Maybe because she drank a lot at night, Shu Yan's cheeks were a little flushed, and she raised her eyebrows as she walked towards Yi Xiao'an: "What are you hiding?"

Yi Xiaoan still straightened his body: "No, it's nothing."

She was wearing a short nightdress with suspenders, and her chest obviously rose and fell with her breathing, probably because she was too nervous.

Shu Yan put the small box beside her, stretched her neck and looked back, Yi Xiaoan followed suit.

"Really nothing?"

"It's really nothing." The little girl blocked it firmly.

Shu Yan didn't ask any more questions, and pointed to the box on the table: "The sushi in this Japanese restaurant is good tonight, I ordered one for you, do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go down and eat." Yi Xiao'an nodded, eager to get out of the study immediately.

Shu Yan didn't know how much she drank today, she raised the corners of her mouth after hearing Yi Xiaoan's agreement, and pulled another chair from the side, Yi Xiaoan's desk was very big, Shu Yan sat on the chair, slowly opened the food box:

"It's good to eat here."

"..."

She opened the box, carefully put the sauce dish aside, and then took out a pair of wooden chopsticks and handed them to Yi Xiaoan.

Yi Xiaoan quickly stretched out his hands to show her: "I was painting just now, my hands are dirty."

"Oh." Shu Yan glanced at her, but didn't insist anymore, she lowered her head after holding the chopsticks and asked, "Hey sister, which piece do you want to eat first?"

"..."

No matter how good Shuyan treats her, she still doesn't seem to have had any food. Yi Xiaoan looked at Shuyan, then at the sushi, her eyes widened for a moment.

Seeing her appearance, Shu Yan smiled even more, and handed her over together: "Open your mouth."

Yi Xiaoan didn't hide any more, and ate another three yuan like this, and Shu Yan didn't stop until there was no more stuff in her mouth, and she chewed hard like a little squirrel.

"Sister, have you drunk too much?" Yi Xiao'an looked at her and asked.

"Yeah." Shu Yan nodded, and casually unbuttoned a neckline: "I drank a little, but not too much."

The neckline of the suit was parted, revealing a dark blue shirt with a large lapel. Shu Yan stretched out her hand to brush her hair, and there was a sense of style in every gesture.

Yi Xiao'an felt that she had something on her mind, so she didn't ask any further. The two of them just sat face to face for a while, and Shu Yan said, "During dinner at night, Tan Yao called a little girl over."

Shu Yan squinted her eyes as she spoke: "I don't know where I heard the gossip. She was wearing a V-neck skirt and kept bumping into me."

It turned out to be "under the unspoken rules"?

Yi Xiao'an exhaled: "And then?" She felt that when Shu Yan came in, there was a pungent street fragrance on her body.

"Then they drove me back..."

As Shu Yan said to herself, Yi Xiaoan entangled the fingers of both hands visibly with the naked eye.

"Then when they were about to drive me back, she actually called me sister."

"Then I asked her to get out of the car." Shu Yan said without beginning or end, but Yi Xiao'an felt that he still understood. After hearing that "sister", I completely turned my face.

Shu Yan didn't say any more when she said this, she didn't explain why, but just told Yi Xiao'an the fact.

Yi Xiaoan looked at her, and the sweetness of the same coffee as before seemed to bloom in her taste buds again, she pursed her lips, and said after hesitating for a while:

"So my sister ordered 23 cups of coffee in the afternoon just because she wanted me to drink it hot?"

Yi Xiaoan just looked at Shuyan, the light shone on the eyelashes of the two, and the overlapping shadows seemed to bring them closer.

Shu Yan looked at Yi Xiaoan, as if recalling what she said, then raised the corner of her mouth: "Want to know?"

Yi Xiaoan leaned forward again: "Yes, or not?"

"Yes."

The affirmative answer spit out from Shu Yan's red lips, and Yi Xiaoan felt her throat tighten. Because she had pencil dust on her hands, she kept her hands behind her back. The next moment, Shu Yan He stretched out his arms and hugged Yi Xiaoan from the waist forward:

"So it's time for Xiao An to tell my sister what she just hid."

Yi Xiaoan's whole body fell, and her upper body lay directly in Shu Yan's arms, and all the places blocked by her back appeared in Shu Yan's sight.

So after she told herself so much just now, she just wanted to exchange Yi Xiaoan's answer with an "answer" or secret?

Yi Xiao'an hadn't recovered from the shock brought about by Shu Yan, a "drunk man" who had a very clear mind, and in the next second Shu Yan made a gesture to probe forward again.

"I said, I said" Yi Xiao'an was held in her arms, and hurriedly answered.

"What is it?" Shu Yan didn't move forward.

"It's a painting." Yi Xiao'an intentionally glanced to the rear left.There happened to be an easel covered with a red cloth. The red cloth was a little crooked, and it really seemed to have been put on it in a hurry.

"It's a painting... can't my sister read it?" Shu Yan wondered if she was dazzled just now.

"I can show it to my sister, do you want to see it?" Yi Xiaoan said while stretching out his left hand to pinch a corner of the red cloth.

Shu Yan opened Yi Xiao'an lightly, and asked suspiciously: "Are there any paintings that I dare not look at?"

In the next second, Yi Xiaoan knelt down on the chair dexterously, straightened up and put his arms on Shu Yan's shoulders, and brought them back to her ears. The girl exhaled softly from her ears:

"It's my nude self-portrait, do you still want to see it?"

The author has something to say:

She's going to be cowardly again.

I wrote it all afternoon and night and finally caught up. I wish the little angels a happy New Year’s Eve. The babies who commented on this chapter draw 200 people to give out small red envelopes, which are considered New Year’s red envelopes!Be happy every day in the new year!