Strip that handsome man

One day, when school was over, Qiu Chen took Hua Zimei to the school gate and saw Yu Xingtong holding a boy's hand.And that boy, with eyes as clear as spring water, looked at the world with a smile on his face.

His hair is very long, but it is very fresh and ancient. He has the same height as Thrush, the same tall, and the same face.Just in addition to the hair and eyebrows.

At this moment, he was talking to Yu Xingtong with a smile. "You know my brother!"

"That's right! You said your brother is a thrush, of course I know him!"

When Yu Xingtong had just finished speaking, suddenly Hua Zimei behind him ran over and hugged the boy in front of him.

"Zimo! Your eyes are healed!" Hua Zimei couldn't bear the excitement in her heart, and said while hugging her tightly.

"Brother! I finally saw it! This world is more beautiful than I imagined!"

"Zimo! How did you get here!"

"Brother! Zimo's eyes are healed! I want to surprise my brother!"

The two hugged each other happily, Yu Xingtong was also grinning and grinning non-stop, but Qiu Chen gave her a cold stare and immediately returned to her normal face.

Hua Zimo just held Hua Zimei to watch carefully for a while, and couldn't help but smiled happily again at Hua Zimei's two eyebrows. "Brother! Your eyebrows are different from others!"

Hua Zimei smiled, but looked at the two people beside her and said while holding Hua Zimo's finger. "Brother! This is Qiuchen! This time your eyes are good! It's all because of his help!"

When Hua Zimo heard this, he immediately moved to Qiu Chen's side. "Brother Qiuchen! Thank you!

Qiu Chen smiled at Hua Zimo, but when Hua Zimei wanted to introduce Yu Xingtong again, Hua Zimo said. "Brother! You don't need to introduce him! He has already introduced me to me just now! He said that he is your best friend!"

After Hua Zimo finished speaking, Yu Xingtong grinned disapprovingly, but when Qiu Chen heard it, he immediately put a hand on Yu Xingtong's shoulder, and then spoke to Hua Zimo.

"Zimo! Don't listen to his nonsense! In fact, he is the person your brother hates the most!"

When Yu Xingtong heard this, he immediately became angry, and immediately grabbed Hua Zimei's hand in front of the two of them. "Zimei! You tell Zimo! Are you and I best friends!"

Hua Zimei didn't speak, but just nodded.I didn't want Qiuchen to take a look, and immediately took Wu Zimei's other hand, and said to him too. "Wu Zimei! How dare you admit that he is your friend! I will never talk to you again!"

"Ignore it, ignore it! Zimei! You'd better move back to the dormitory!"

After Yu Xingtong finished speaking, Qiuchen suddenly wanted to pull Hua Zimei from Yu Xingtong's hand.However, just as the two were tussling, Hua Zimei suddenly felt pain in the center of her brow.

In the distance, there was a swirling, naughty wind blowing slowly.The sycamore flower on his head fell mercilessly on Hua Zimei's face, and he immediately turned pale and fell into Qiuchen's arms.It's just that he felt a little warmth from Yu Xingtong holding his hand.

No one knew what kind of disease Hua Zimei was suffering from. On a June day, his brows seemed to have a layer of transparent ice.It's just that when it's inlaid on the eyebrows, it's like carving them one by one.

Hua Zimei gave up and studied painting again.Not because of anything else, just because he couldn't tell the color of light.Hua Zimo lived in Yu Xingtong's dormitory. That afternoon, Yu Xingtong played the violin, while Hua Zimo leaned against the window and drew paper and ink paintings.

In the villa, Qiuchen sat on the ground like a child and drew his childhood appearance in his memory.As for Hua Zimei, he has a pencil in his hand, but he is writing the colors in his memory.

Time goes by, but the memory remains.