no Guanyin

Jiang Wanzi walked to the door of the studio, it was deserted, she thought no one was there, the sound of the brush rustling was so weak that it was almost covered by the sound of rain outside the window.She turned her head and saw someone in the corner.

You Yingxi's figure was thin and thin, almost completely covered by a plaster bust beside him.She was dressed very warmly today, with a double-breasted croissant jacket over her sweater, and a beige beret on her head. A big fat cat brooch was pinned to the side of the hat near Jiang Wanzi.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, I don't know whether the clothes were made by herself or by Yu Shurong, and she was very beautiful in the clothes she met several times.

While drawing, her hand holding the paintbrush paused, she was stumped by something, her brows were slightly frowned, and a small bump appeared on her right cheek.Too focused and didn't notice anyone.

The teacher in the studio had just left, and after announcing that the get out of class was over, he stayed and taught You Yingxi alone for a while.His preference is injected into his actions, and everyone is jealous, but understandable.Who gave this girl so much aura.

There are contacts in both painting and calligraphy circles at home, as long as you devote yourself to it, you can imagine your future achievements.

Seeing the teacher nagging for a long time, Song Keqi couldn't wait, so he went to wash the painting utensils by himself.When I came back, I saw a woman at the door of the studio. She was tall and curly-haired. At first glance, she was a beautiful woman.The elevator on this floor of the studio is not locked, because of its reputation, there are many curious people nearby to watch, and parents bring their children over on weekends.

She didn't take it seriously, walked straight in, stopped suddenly after walking two steps, looked back at the person by the door, her eyes stared like copper bells, a big shit came so suddenly, it made You Yingxi tremble , The paint on the brush dripped onto the skirt of the clothes.

She dug out the paper towels from her bag, held the paper towels in one hand, and the water cup in the other. The mouth of the cup faced the small bucket containing the sewage, and poured some water to soak the paper towels.Barely wiped some off, but still left a small blue-black stain on the clothes.

He looked at Jiang Wanzi, who appeared here for some reason, and at the paintings on the easel.The progress is still a little behind You Yingxi's expectation, and she doesn't like to delay the planned things until later.

After being embarrassed for a while, You Yingxi finally gave up. Her self-discipline and obsessive-compulsive disorder were lost to her physical reaction of arrhythmia when she saw Jiang Wanzi.You Yingxi cleaned up the mess in front of her.

Jiang Wanzi was obviously also a little surprised, but her reaction was not that big. She smiled at the unknown girl in front of her: "What's wrong?"

Her voice is not as slender and sweet as most girls', it's a bit colder, and her usual low-pitched voice is lazy and casual, with a smell of smoke, but not so rough.

"Are you Jiang Wanzi? The one who made the movie?" Song Keqi stepped forward vigorously, looking at Jiang Wanzi again and again.

Jiang Wanzi nodded slightly after thinking for a while, and saw the girl jumping up and down excitedly in front of her eyes, and the cheers were so loud that the floor almost collapsed.Jiang Wanzi didn't know why, so after about half a minute, Song Keqi finally calmed down and explained, "My name is Song Keqi, and I'm your fan. I really like "Wild Horse Night"!"

Song Keqi also became a fan of Zheng Lingyuan because of this movie, but Zheng Lingyuan's follow-up works are not of high quality, they are always used as vases in male dramas, there is no room for outstanding acting skills, and the characters are also poor.

She gradually stopped paying attention to it later, but this movie is really the white moonlight in her heart, and she still thinks that she must meet the director someday.

Seeing the real person now, he was so excited that he stuttered when he spoke.

You Yingxi was carrying a small bucket to wash the painting utensils in the water room next door, walked to the door, and asked Jiang Wanzi, who lowered her head and signed a small book that Song Keqi hurriedly found, "Why are you here? "

Song Keqi froze for a moment, looking back and forth between the two of them, and suddenly realized that seeing Jiang Wanzi today was not a coincidence.

"Uncle You asked me to pick you up and go home for dinner." Jiang Wanzi looked up at You Yingxi, then lowered her head to write.What Song Keqi wanted was not only his autograph, but also a very classic line from the movie.

Song Keqi leaned over and stood on tiptoe to look, and couldn't help but wow: "The words are so beautiful."

You Yingxi is much taller than Song Keqi, she can see it without tiptoeing.Jiang Wanzi's posture for holding the pen is actually not right, her thumb is wrapped around her index finger, her nails, which were still white and clean two days ago, were painted in indigo blue, and her hand left a hard, clean and wide spot on the small squared paper. The characters are sharp and the corners are rounded and smooth.

People like her are cold on the surface, but they are very comfortable to get along with.

"My dad didn't say anything."

Jiang Wanzi was already finishing up, with a few strands of hair hanging down to her ears, slightly curled.It was only then that You Yingxi noticed that she not only had manicures, but also curled her hair.

Jiang Wanzi: "Maybe you forgot, can I still lie to you?"

She couldn't help smiling, and after signing, she handed everything to Song Keqi, but she didn't notice that the little fan was very close to her, and she didn't pass the pen and paper, but was blocked by Song Keqi's leaning body.

The shoulders of the two people are close together, this scene is really an eyesore.You Yingxi almost instinctively pulled Song Keqi back with his hand, caught off guard, Song Keqi almost lost his balance, and glared at her: "What are you doing?"

"Accompany me to wash the painting utensils and clothes, you see, I was scared by you."

Song Keqi's original intention was to take a group photo. After all, the director is so beautiful, so he is behind the scenes. If he is an actor, tsk, Zheng Lingyuan's face is really nothing.At this moment, I was taken aback by You Yingxi's dirty skirt, and forgot to take a group photo: "Why is it such a big piece? Is it made of paint? If you are asked to wear an apron, you don't want to wear it, isn't it stinky?"

Song Keqi felt sorry for the coat, saying that she knew a dry cleaner that cleaned it quite well.

You Yingxi raised her head and glanced at Jiang Wanzi: "Wait for me."

Jiang Wanzi nodded: "Okay."

The water room was right next door, and the figures of the two girls quickly disappeared in front of them.

Jiang Wanzi's eyes fell on the ground.The corridor is covered with blue-gray tiles, and the bucket that You Yingxi is holding in one hand is shaking vigorously, a lot of water splashed out, and there is a small pool of marks, set off by the background color of the tiles, which is not very noticeable at first glance. come out.

What is obvious is the look in You Yingxi's eyes just now.

Her eyes are very big, they are not the three white eyes that look like rolling their eyes if you stare at people with a little force, but the kind that are big and round, filled with a lot of emotions that overflow without knowing it.

Just like the one You Yingxi raised her eyes to stare at just now, it was direct and mixed with a lot of emotion.It can be interpreted as I don't want others to be so close to you.Possessive?Not at all.Jiang Wanzi thought about it, she also passed through this age, at that time liking was a very simple thing, many things were instinctive.

Only afterwards will I think of finding a reason why I did it for a hand-holding and a hug.

The three of them took the elevator down to the first floor and stopped in front of the door.

It was raining heavily, and there were still many people without umbrellas sheltering from the rain at the entrance of the subway station opposite, and the delivery staff were wearing raincoats and walking between the commercial buildings.Two white-collar workers walked by, holding a big black umbrella together, their shoulders were wet a little.

Jiang Wanzi was extremely helpless: "It's rare for Yanjing to rain so much in winter."

It was already raining when she got out of the car, but she didn't expect it to become so big.

Song Keqi: "It's okay, I have an umbrella. Xixi, do you have an umbrella?"

"Yeah, I brought it." You Yingxi has the habit of carrying an umbrella with her. The three-fold umbrella is not heavy, and it is dual-purpose. It can be used for sunshade and rain protection.

You Yingxi opened the umbrella, raised it above his head, and moved a few minutes to the side, Jiang Wanzi slipped in.

She looked up and saw that the light blue umbrella was divided into six parts by the ribs, and the cheese cat in the Japanese cartoon was blinking at her.Jiang Wanzi had never used such a little girl's stuff since she was an adult, so she couldn't help laughing.

The umbrella turned around, and the cheese cat was dizzy. When it stopped again, it was not the one just now, and it was lying on the ground stretching.Jiang Wanzi lowered her eyes to look at You Yingxi, the girl was holding the handle of the umbrella, with a look of displeasure that she treated her like a child: "Are you childish?"

"No, cute." Jiang Wanzi still smiled.

In order to prove that she really didn't dislike her, she took off the chubby cat brooch on You Yingxi's beret, and looked down at herself.She is wearing a long windbreaker today, which is white in color and looks very gentle. Inside is a mix of blue sweater and vertical striped shirt.

Jiang Wanzi wanted to pin the brooch on the sweater, but You Yingxi stopped her: "It will break."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Wanzi raised her eyebrows, not paying much attention, "It was only worn a few times."

You Yingxi: "..."

Her family background is quite good, but the consumption concept she was brought up with is not like this. Right now, she just finds the world of the rich very difficult to understand.

"It's just a few steps away. The parking space was full just now, so I had to park elsewhere." Jiang Wanzi asked Song Keqi concerned, "Little sister, where is your home? It's raining and it's not easy to take a taxi, so I'll see you off."

She thought Song Keqi was very small, at most the third year of junior high school, with a round face and short stature, which really made him look small.

Song Keqi has been misunderstood many times since he was a child, and he used to explain while being furious.It was the first time for her to like this kind of misunderstanding, and she was almost fainted by Jiang Wanzi's little sister who was so sullen. She didn't pay attention to what the other party said, and nodded frantically: "Okay, okay!"

Jiang Wanzi took the umbrella from You Yingxi's hand, and her long little finger brushed the back of her hand inadvertently, causing a tingling sensation.

"Let me hold on."

Because You Yingxi is shorter, it is really difficult for You Yingxi to hold an umbrella, she nodded in agreement.The nose couldn't help sniffing lightly, Jiang Wanzi didn't know what kind of perfume she was wearing, the faint scent of osmanthus, wrapped in the coldness of autumn and winter, smelled very good.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit the umbrella with crackling, and the wind blew Song Keqi's umbrella into a mess.Jiang Wanzi tightened her hand and held the umbrella firmly.You Yingxi caught a glimpse of the light blue blood vessels on the back of her hand, like the mountain line of the green mountains in the distant mist, winding down and disappearing at the cuff of the windbreaker.

Her hands are beautiful, not soft and boneless like ordinary girls, but slender and strong, holding the handle of the umbrella, her thumb is slightly bent, and the protruding joints look unusually sexy for some reason.

You Yingxi kept staring at that place, and unexpectedly, Jiang Wanzi suddenly changed the umbrella to her left hand. Just as she was wondering, the right hand that was holding the umbrella before gently wrapped her arms around her waist and led her over.You Yingxi felt her body pressed against Jiang Wanzi's windbreaker, it was obviously cold to the touch, but she actually felt a little hot, and there was a heartbeat that couldn't be distinguished, thump, thud, thump, drum, and Fast and fast.

She raised her eyes, and Jiang Wanzi looked at her calmly, staring at the girl's slightly red ear tips, and smiled lightly: "Come closer to me, the umbrella is too small for two people to cover from the rain."

Looking past the woman's cheeks for a few minutes, she realized that Jiang Wanzi's left shoulder was drenched in rain a lot, presumably because she was a little far away from her just now, she accommodated herself to hold an umbrella and was drenched by the rain.

You Yingxi nodded: "Okay."

You Yingxi leaned her less stiff upper body towards Jiang Wanzi.The endless stream of cars, the rushing crowd, the sound of horns one after another, Song Keqi muttered that the rain was so heavy that his shoes would get wet.Suddenly, for a moment, the world was quiet for only a few seconds. She put her ears close to her, and it was clear that what she heard was not just her own heartbeat.

She stared at Jiang Wanzi's indifferent expression, and the girl's tone was teasing: "Your heart seems to be beating fast?"

Jiang Wanzi's long and narrow eyes contained a helpless smile after the disguise was exposed. She felt that she was defeated by this girl again, and sighed: "Then do you want to tell the truth?"

"what?"

"I have never hugged such a waist before, and I am a little at a loss for a while."

The girl's waist was different from the waists of other women she had hugged before, not so soft, and there was no graceful grace in her palm, and a slight struggle revealed youthfulness and ignorance.Like a piece of green bamboo that grows vigorously after the rain, the bamboo joints are as tough as before.

Jiang Wanzi looked at her without much emotion, but could still taste the affection.Obviously he was the one who provoked the ambiguity, so he can only run away now.You Yingxi had to look away.

The parking lot is right in front of you, and there are several dams of different sizes sunken on the ground, reflecting the upside-down city and the shy face of the girl.