canary her crush come true

Yi Xiaoan slept upstairs until around noon the next day before coming down.

Grace felt that her face was not looking well.

When Yan left last night, Grace also came out to see her off. The two of them may have said something, but they were silent to each other. Ann was still polite and polite, but Yan's face was extremely pale.

As if he had been hit by something, he no longer pretended to be casual and joking.

Grace didn't dare to say more, seeing that Yan was wearing very little, she wanted to ask if she could lend her a coat.Shu Yan refused, and Grace wanted to persuade her again, but Yi Xiaoan silently shook her head.

"She may, for a while, not want to come here again."

After Yi Xiaoan finished speaking, he went upstairs and locked himself in the room alone.

She remembered that Shu Yan didn't ask the reason, nor asked the reason for the refusal again, but asked her after a long silence: "Can we still be friends in the future."

"Probably." Yi Xiaoan replied.

In fact, in many cases, if you really don't care about a person's performance, it's not because you choose to keep silent and keep a long-term hatred, or it's not because you hold a special position that you can't touch.

Being friends again, even if there is no intersection, it is not a special position anymore.

It is the best way to untie each other's knots.

When you know that all the sadness is actually a forced misunderstanding, and you bravely expressed your feelings when you left to say goodbye, then it is not a deep hatred that never gets along with each other.

As for accepting Shu Yan's sudden feelings...

Yi Xiao'an remembers her shock and heartbeat when she heard Shu Yan say "Because I like you", as if she fell from a high mountain into a cloud, her whole body felt light.

It's not that she hasn't fantasized about this scene, since the day she realized that she likes Shu Yan, she has fantasized countless times that one day Shu Yan suddenly hugs her from behind and tells her that she has actually liked her for a long time.

It has nothing to do with the taboo of the title "sister", just hugging each other like that, expressing the truest emotions.

Later, every day when she came back from abroad and every night when she was teased to the ground and her ears were red, she hoped that when the four eyes met, she would suddenly say something.

Until she was alone from high school to graduation, from crush to disappointment, and finally summoned up the courage to prepare a whole lot of words to appear in front of her, she still couldn't wait for that incredible confession.

until last night.

Human feelings are always wonderful. Sometimes, when something you want finally appears in front of you after going around in circles, you just don’t have the strength to grab it anymore.

She took the initiative, and of course she has the right to back off.

His thoughts were wandering, and it was early in the morning before he was in a trance, and there was a little light from the sky outside the not so heavy curtains, Yi Xiaoan unconsciously picked up his phone and took a look.

It was past five o'clock in the morning, and there was no news on the phone.

"Are you, like me, sleepless all night?"

I don't know why such a sentence appeared in my mind, Yi Xiaoan dropped the phone, and slowly fell into a coma.

Zhuang Yuan had already arrived in Chicago, Yi Xiaoan asked her if she needed to be picked up at the airport, Zhuang Yuan said that she didn't need it for the time being, there were friends here who needed to meet first, and had to get a good night's sleep to avoid jet lag, and contact her tomorrow.

Yi Xiao'an didn't insist either, and just said that there was nothing to do these few days, and she could contact her if necessary.

The winter in Chicago is cold and long, and there is a lot of snow, which seems to be accompanied by the whole winter.A few days after Christmas is New Year's Day, and the festive atmosphere has not faded away, but it has continued like this snow.

The day after Christmas, Zhuang Yuan contacted Yi Xiaoan and told her the location of his hotel. It was a little far from where Yi Xiaoan lived, and it took about two hours to drive.

Yi Xiaoan got up early in the morning, and with the snowy weather and slippery roads, he drove for about two and a half hours before arriving at the hotel entrance.

She sent a message to Zhuang Yuan, and after a while a woman in a white windbreaker with long curly hair reaching her waist came out of the hotel with a bag on her shoulders.

Yi Xiaoan hurriedly got out of the car to meet her, and when Zhuang Yuan saw her, he took two quick steps with an exaggerated expression, and gave Yi Xiaoan a hug according to foreign etiquette without saying a word.

"It seems to be more beautiful again." Zhuang Yuan took Yi Xiao'an's hand, took a step back and looked at him.

Yi Xiaoan was a little embarrassed, and replied with a slight smile: "The teacher is."

"Hey, don't call me teacher. The teacher-student relationship is over. I'm not much older than you. You can call me by my name, or be kinder, A Yuan." Zhuang Yuan was still very gentle when speaking, looking at Yi Xiao Ann blinked playfully.

"Teacher is indeed very young." Yi Xiaoan said sincerely.Zhuang Yuan is the goddess of frozen age in school, with artistic temperament and good makeup, it is impossible to tell that she is nearly 30 years old.

"It's still called that?"

"Ah..." Yi Xiaoan wanted to do what she wanted, but she was still awkwardly stuck in the mouth: "Sorry, I may not be able to change my words for the time being."

Knowing her character, Zhuang Yuan didn't force her, and got into the car: "How about it, where do you want to take me to play today?"

"The museum in Chicago is good, and there are many other places." Yi Xiaoan listed many places that the manor might be interested in, and said that he could go to have brunch first.

She listed the places she thought of yesterday in the memo on her mobile phone. Zhuang Yuan didn't take it to read it at all, and frowned slightly: "Xiao An, why didn't I hear you mention the art gallery? Have you forgotten what I do?"

The best art museum in Chicago is the one she went to with Shu Yan last time, so Zhuang Yuan should be talking about it.

"Where does the teacher want to go?"

"Of course, but have you been there many times?"

"Well, I have been there." Yi Xiaoan withdrew his thoughts.

"It doesn't matter. Art matters are never something that can be absorbed and learned after one visit. It is always new. Maybe you are willing to go to see it again with the teacher? Would it be a waste of your time?"

Zhuang Yuan tilted her head, she had already talked about this point, of course Yi Xiaoan would not refuse, she smiled: "No. Just go there."

Yi Xiaoan started the car and started on the road. Along the way, Zhuang Yuan chatted with her about some domestic affairs. There was no holiday in China, so Zhuang Yuan went back this semester to bring the freshman students.When Yi Xiaoan asked her how she was doing, Zhuang Yuan expressed her disappointment on her face, saying that no one could compare to Yi Xiaoan.

Yi Xiao'an smiled, saying that they are all freshman in high school, and there is no need to have too high requirements or too early conclusions.

Zhuang Yuan asked Yi Xiaoan how his college life was. Yi Xiaoan said that everything was fine. He made a few friends and learned to drive. Of course, the biggest change is that he lived his own life.

Zhuang Yuan knew about Shu Yan.

Zhuang Yuan knew about her family background, her relationship with Shu Yan, and Shu Yan's going to school to deal with Jiang Lin publicly.

Yi Xiao'an held the steering wheel tightly, waiting for her to ask about Shu Yan about the family, but Zhuang Yuan didn't ask any further.

When the car drove near the Art Museum, Yi Xiaoan stopped in front of a Mexican restaurant that he used to frequent, and it was considered the best among the restaurants near the Art Museum.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhuang Yuan asked in surprise, "Have you arrived yet?"

"Let's eat here first, teacher."

Zhuang Yuan lowered his head slightly, looked at the small sign shop opposite, and frowned with his two thin eyebrows: "Do you usually eat here?"

Yi Xiaoan thought she was allergic to Mexican food or something, and asked a little puzzled, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Yuan's brows were still frowning, as if he sighed softly: "This kind of restaurant is too small, and it is opened outside, and many places are not enough to pass the customs. Even if you are abroad alone, don't come to this kind of place often Have a meal."

After Zhuang Yuan finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone, rummaged a few times on the mobile phone, called up a four-star restaurant and opened the navigation: "Let's go, go here, the teacher invites you."

Yi Xiaoan felt that Zhuang Yuan might have misunderstood that she chose this small restaurant because of the price, and wanted to explain. Seeing that Zhuang Yuan had put her mobile phone in front of the car, she finally drove there without saying anything. An upscale restaurant.

Zhuangyuan travels a lot at ordinary times because he is invited to participate in activities, etc. The basic necessities of life are arranged by the organizer. I am very familiar with this kind of star hotel.

She came to the restaurant on the first floor, sat down and ordered two expensive set meals.The set meal included a glass of wine, and Yi Xiaoan wanted to remind her that she couldn't drink alcohol, so there was no need to order the extra price, but Zhuang Yuan said that if she didn't drink it, it would be okay to put it there.

Yi Xiaoan doesn't want to argue with her, the most formal meal abroad is dinner, and few people come to enjoy such a formal lunch.

Even so, Yi Xiaoan still used tea instead of wine, and raised a glass with Zhuang Yuan to welcome her arrival, and at the same time thanked Zhuang Yuan for her help in high school.

Zhuang Yuan raised his glass with a smile, but did not respond to any kindness between the teacher and the student. He shook the goblet, raised his head, and poured the champagne into his mouth gracefully.

The Winter Museum of Art closed earlier, Yi Xiaoan speeded up his meal deliberately calmly, but Zhuang Yuan was not in a hurry, and chatted with Yi Xiaoan about how unaesthetic the layout design of this hotel is.

"If there is a chance, I still want to go to France. Have you ever gone out to participate in activities?"

"Not yet, maybe next semester."

"That's just right. I also have a lot of activities next semester. Maybe we will meet again in another country."

"Well, there will definitely be a chance to meet the teacher again." Yi Xiaoan said politely.

Seeing that she was still being polite to the teacher as a student, Zhuang Yuan smiled and said nothing, drank the last sip of wine in the glass, wiped her mouth lightly with a square towel, and took out an amount card from her satchel. A large dollar bill is placed on the table:

"Let's go."

When they came to the art museum, Yi Xiaoan took the passports of two people to buy tickets as usual. Zhuang Yuan stood at the door and waited for her. She wore too little clothes and was already trembling visibly.

The ice cream at the entrance of the art museum is still on sale, and even in such a cold day, people will buy it and eat it.

Zhuang Yuan stood in the same place with her arms around her and felt cold. When she saw the child walking by with an ice cream, she couldn't help but frowned deeply. She couldn't understand this behavior, which made her look even colder.

Her disgusted expression was a bit obvious, and it fell into Yi Xiaoan's eyes. Yi Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, then walked up to Zhuang Yuan and said, "Is the teacher cold? I have other clothes in the car."

Zhuang Yuan groaned, seeing that the car was parked not too far away, rubbed his hands together and said, "Then I'll trouble Xiao An to pick it up for me."

Yi Xiao'an said it's okay, let her go in and wait, and returned to the car to help her get a thicker coat.

Zhuang Yuan also put on another piece of clothing, and took another cup of hot water in his hand, which was better.

Yi Xiaoan couldn't help but feel funny seeing her chilling appearance: "Why doesn't the teacher pay attention to taking good care of himself? You should get used to watching the weather forecast."

Zhuang Yuan used to have colds or rhinitis when teaching them. A male teacher once joked that an artist like her devotes all her energy to painting, but she can't even take care of herself.

"Are you teaching the teacher the other way around?" Zhuang Yuan raised his eyebrows, pretending to blame Yi Xiao'an.

Yi Xiaoan was not afraid, and imitated her previous appearance: "It's not education, it's just 'for your own good'."

Zhuang Yuan heard it, and smiled and stretched out his finger to poke Yi Xiaoan's shoulder: "If you don't take care of it, you can't take care of it. You still taunt me like this. 'Bad girl'~"

After Zhuang Yuan finished speaking, she wrapped Yi Xiaoan's coat tightly around her body, and walked in with her arms folded.Travel to the old place again, but it is a different person.

Of course, Zhuang Yuan doesn't need her to introduce anything like Shu Yan. Yi Xiao'an just needs to stand beside Zhuang Yuan, listening to her frowning or satisfied, and giving her opinion on each painting.

A few tourists who didn't know the appearance of the students from which country actually recognized Zhuang Yuan and said that they had seen her at an event before. Several people surrounded Zhuang Yuan and talked with her about painting very excitedly.

Yi Xiao'an was standing next to Zhuang Yuan, seeing that they seemed to have a lot to talk about, and gestured to Zhuang Yuan to leave first, Zhuang Yuan nodded, expressing that he would finish chatting soon.

Yi Xiao'an felt that it didn't matter, so he walked up the stairs behind him and took a photo of Zhuang Yuan chatting with them from the back.

After waiting for a while and seeing them waving goodbye, Yi Xiaoan walked over. One of the students asked Zhuang Yuan if this was her friend. Zhuang Yuan hesitated and nodded: "It's my former student, her The drawing is also great."

Several people were polite for a while, and Yi Xiaoan followed Zhuang Yuan into another exhibition hall.

"Teacher's works are now spreading more and more abroad." Yi Xiao'an expressed his heartfelt emotion.

Zhuang Yuan didn't deny it either, there was a kind of pride in her eyebrows and eyes that never denied that she was a talented artist, she was a delicate flower that was well protected and grew up since she was a child, but she was also open and dazzling, yes A goddess who never ages.

"I didn't understand why you had such a painting style before." Zhuang Yuan said suddenly.

Yi Xiaoan paused, waiting for her to continue.

"Is there any change now? By the way, tomorrow I have time to go to your house to see the paintings of the last six months." Zhuang Yuan was very casual.

"...No big changes." Yi Xiaoan replied.

Zhuang Yuan nodded, thought for a while and said, "I understand."

"Understand... what?"

"Your painting style is learning from your mother Shen Ling. When a feeling cannot be expressed, it will often be pinned on a certain aspect. This is especially true for those who engage in art."

Yi Xiaoan frowned slightly: "The teacher thinks, because I miss my mother, I bring her style into all the paintings?"

"Maybe not all of them, but there is indeed a reason, isn't it?" Zhuang Yuan turned around with unquestionable judgment in his eyes.

"..." Yi Xiaoan opened his mouth, wanted to explain, but felt that it was a bit redundant, and finally said: "Maybe."

Zhuang Yuan Zhanyan: "Don't worry, it will change slowly."

"I don't want to change it." Yi Xiaoan replied in a low voice without looking at her.

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl who bowed her head slightly, her student knew the character best, and didn't force her, just said "you will know later".

After coming out of the art museum, Zhuang Yuan also proposed to go to the movies, and asked Yi Xiaoan if there was a movie theater nearby.

Yi Xiao'an suddenly remembered that he and Shu Yan had watched a private screening that day, and he didn't know why, so he replied subconsciously: "There isn't one nearby, we need to go somewhere else."

Zhuang Yuan felt a little regretful, and said to wait. After getting in the car, she checked the latest movies on her mobile phone. She swiped her finger quickly and found nothing satisfactory, so she put down her mobile phone impatiently: "The market for commercial films .”

Yi Xiaoan also took out his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, and finally comforted Zhuang Yuan: "There is a Norwegian movie that will be released in a week that looks good. If you are willing to wait, they can watch that together."

"Then remember to watch that with me." Zhuang Yuan looked a little like a child.

Yi Xiaoan froze for a moment, feeling that there was no reason to refuse for a while, and nodded dully: "Okay."

Zhuang Yuan lived far away, since there was nothing else to do, and the road was slippery at night, so Yi Xiaoan drove her back to the hotel directly.The intersection of the two of them was originally limited to the status of teachers and students in high school, and after talking about these things, there was no other topic for a while.

Yi Xiao'an never liked to gossip behind his back, and Zhuang Yuan didn't like it even more.Some teachers always said that Zhuang Yuan and Yu Yan didn't get along, and Yu Yan secretly wished for an opportunity to report on Zhuang Yuan. In fact, Zhuang Yuan might never have seen that person in his eyes.

Even when Yi Xiaoan chatted with her about Lin Wei, Zhuang Yuan was unfamiliar with the name of this former student for a few seconds.

After driving for a while, Zhuang Yuan suddenly asked, "Did Shu Yan contact you again later?"

Yi Xiao'an's arm that was turning the steering wheel suddenly paused. The word "later" in Zhuang Yuan's mouth contained a lot of information. When did it start?

Yi Xiaoan thought for a while, and defaulted the "later" to after she went abroad to study: "Well, there is a connection."

"I've lived in Shu Yan's house for four years." Yi Xiao'an emphasized the relationship he had with Shu Yan.

Zhuang Yuan glanced at her from the rearview mirror, with some helplessness in his eyes: "You know that's not what I asked."

After Zhuang Yuan finished speaking, he looked forward and said, "I heard about your birthday. Shu Yan brought other women home to see you."

Yi Xiao'an opened his eyes wide, maybe he wanted how Zhuang Yuan knew, but Zhuang Yuan only said: "There is no impenetrable wall in the world."

"So I didn't expect that she would contact you."

Yi Xiaoan didn't speak.

"Did you forgive her?" Zhuang Yuan asked.

Yi Xiao'an didn't know how much Zhuang Yuan knew about her, but felt that her current problems made her uncomfortable.The matter between Shu Yan and her should not be analyzed in detail.

"Teacher, Shu Yan is my older sister." Yi Xiao'an's tone contained a sense of pressure to end this topic.

Zhuang Yuan didn't speak any more.

When the car drove to the hotel, when Yi Xiao'an pulled the handbrake, Zhuang Yuan asked a question casually: "Xiao'an, do you like girls?"

She blinked and looked at Yi Xiaoan intently.

With the foreshadowing of the first two questions, Yi Xiaoan was not surprised or hidden, and turned to look at Zhuang Yuan: "Yes, teacher."

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Zhuang Yuan's mouth, as if he understood the meaning of her teacher, she lowered her voice and said, "You did it on purpose."

Yi Xiao'an didn't say anything more, Zhuang Yuan's eyes were very straightforward on her, as if he was gently appreciating an elegant work of art.

She raised her hand and glanced at the time: "I brought a painting this time, to the hotel. Let's come up and have a look together." Zhuang Yuan invited.

Yi Xiaoan's fingers tightened unconsciously, and she took out her phone to check the time: "Next time, teacher, it's a bit late today."

Zhuang Yuan also glanced at the time: "What's so late, the nightlife hasn't started yet, anyway, it's convenient for you to drive."

"I'll wait for you at the door, come over after parking the car." Zhuang Yuan was about to get out of the car. Before getting out of the car, he saw a hair sticking to Yi Xiaoan's lips. Before Yi Xiaoan moved, Zhuang Yuan leaned closer and stretched out his thumb to gently rub against her lips.

The touch of Zhuang Yuan's fingertips came suddenly, and Yi Xiao'an subconsciously leaned back.

Zhuang Yuan smiled softly, and asked in disbelief, "Are you afraid of me?"

Her voice was so soft that it was difficult for Yi Xiaoan to answer.

Zhuang Yuan got out of the car and waited at the entrance of the hotel. Yi Xiaoan parked the car aside, stepped on the brake, put it in neutral, and pulled up the handbrake, as if completing a set of procedures mechanically.

After getting out of the car and closing the car door, Zhuang Yuan waved to her at the door of the hotel until a motorcycle whizzed by in front of her.

Yi Xiaoan was startled, and subconsciously took two steps back.

The scene of going to her hotel with Shu Yan to pick up gifts last time suddenly appeared in her mind, when the small trolley rushed towards the two of them, she clearly remembered the panic of the two holding each other.

A dull dull feeling came from his heart, Zhuang Yuan saw her not moving for a long time, and walked towards her for no reason: "What's the matter, Xiao An?"

Zhuang Yuan wanted to pull her to see if she was injured.

"I'm fine, teacher." Yi Xiao'an glanced at the trouser legs that were splashed by the motorcycle just now, raised his head and said.

"It's fine, let's go."

Yi Xiaoan avoided Zhuang Yuan's hand.

"No, teacher, I have to go back first."

"Are you really afraid of what I will do?" Zhuang Yuan frowned a little bit wronged.

"I'm not afraid of the teacher. But I won't go up either."

As if rejecting such an embarrassing and heavy matter, Yi Xiaoan's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have a chance to appreciate your painting tomorrow, so go to bed early, and I wish you good night."

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