God is Daozu

Day [-] of Attack News

Daniel's name isn't on the injured list.

Qiang oranges were walking towards the hillside. The young man in gray sweater was sketching on the drawing board, as if he had expected the appearance of Qiang oranges. When the young man turned the drawing board, the flowers and sunflowers that died in autumn came alive on the white paper. He faced the Qiang oranges. Tachibana smiled gently and meticulously.

Qiang Ju trotted for a while and sat beside Jiang Ping, and took the cookies wrapped in Jiang Ping's blue handkerchief.

"Thank you."

Jiang Ping fed a piece of Qiangju, and ate a piece by herself. Feeling the sweetness of the milk, Jiang Ping brushed the Qiangju lightly from the corner of her eye while painting, and put down the brush, as if she had a heart-to-heart connection. Qiangju knew what Jiang Ping was going to do Then she stretched out her hand, and Jiang Ping gently pinched Qiangju's fingertips and wrote on Qiangju's palm.

Is school life going well?

"pretty good."

Jiang Ping glanced into Qiangju's eyes.

"There have been some unnecessary disputes, but there have also been good people with great knowledge."

Are there any difficulties in studying?

"The difficulty is probably that I have no talent in weapon design but I'm dying in this course."

Jiang Ping didn't continue to ask questions, nor did he look into Qiangju's eyes. He seemed to avoid the topic. The blue handkerchief in Qiangju's palm was still slightly warm from the cookies. He didn't know that Jiang Ping was holding it in The temperature left in his arms, or he appeared within the time Jiang Ping expected, so the cookie still has warmth. He watched the young man painting calmly with a smile on his face.

"A lot of weird things happened."

While Qiang Ju was talking, Jiang Ping continued to paint.

"...The content of my textbook suddenly became a newspaper. After I finished watching the video data, the textbook returned to normal. In addition, in an old map of sequence confrontation, I saw When we arrived at the playground, an officer was executing soldiers, have you noticed that Lu Chan has been dreaming about Zhao Du and Mr. Ji's eldest son these days?"

Jiang Ping smiled and wrote a few bright red strokes on the white paper, and a bright red rose fell on the paper.

"Do you know Mr. Ji Xuemen?"

Jiang Ping didn't respond, he smiled gently, but Qiang Ju felt a strong rejection.

"...I said I won't ask you any more."

"I can not hold it in."

"You seem to know everything."

Jiang Ping smiled and began to wash the paintbrush, stretched out a cold white hand and patted Qiang Ju's lost head, Qiang Ju leaned her head on her knees and looked at the painting Jiang Ping drew, sunset, burning clouds, flowers, " Very warm."

Jiang Ping tapped the tip of Qiangju's nose, revealing a gentle and doting expression and said silently

It's you.

It took Qiang Ju a moment to realize that Jiang Ping was telling him that the painting was Qiang Ju.

"……I am very happy."

Jiang Ping wrote on Qiangju's palm: Do you like Daniel?

Qiang Ju smiled before saying anything, "I like it very much."

Jiang Ping pinched Qiang Ju's fingertips and thought about it. Qiang Ju observed Jiang Ping's expression, as if the younger generation was eager to get the approval of the elders, "He is very good, he is good at everything, although he doesn't like me now, but I like it." He also felt very happy."

Jiang Ping looked at Qiangju and said nothing in the end, her cold hand pressed on Qiangju's head, as if she had no choice.

At night, the machine attached to Jiang Ping's body moved away, the blue cabin opened, and Jiang Ping stood in front of the monitor and peeked at the ground.

"You still expect him to go out at this point?"

Jiang Ping smiled and ignored the voice behind her.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?" The voice behind him was mean and unclear, "It's a big joke, I really want to see his expression in the future, and I'm waiting to see your expression."

Jiang Ping turned her head when she heard the words, but she still smiled like that.

The downstairs door opened, and Qiang Ju ran out of the bedroom immediately. Looking down on the stairs, there was no sign of Daniel's return. Just as he was about to go back to the bedroom, the male servant downstairs was surprised, "Why did you order a A shirt with big sleeves?"

Qiang Ju saw the male servant put on white gloves and took out a red gauze from the wooden box, which was very similar to what he wore on the night of the art festival, except that this dress added a lot of patterns.

"Give it to Ms. Yu. Ms. Yu gave Mr. a coat a while ago." A maid laughed.

"This red..."

The two people downstairs glanced at each other tacitly and smiled slightly, Qiang Ju looked at the chest congested downstairs and panicked.

After the male servant went upstairs, he was startled when he saw Qiang Ju standing in the corridor, "Xiao Mister, are you still resting?"

Qiang Ju nodded, and then watched the male servant carrying the clothes towards the end of the corridor. After a while, the male servant's voice sounded suspiciously, "Mister's bedroom access authority is closed."

Qiang Ju walked over, the authorization device at the door scanned Qiang Ju's eyes and then opened them, Qiang Ju was taken aback and looked at the male servant who was also stunned.

"Then send it in, sir."

Putting the wooden box in Qiangju's hand, he felt mixed feelings for a moment.

After entering the cloakroom, Qiangju thought for a while, then put the box in a conspicuous place, and waited for Daniel to come back to handle it by himself. After leaving the cloakroom, Qiangju glanced at Daniel's bedroom, and the light scanned Qiangju's eyes, Qiangju Tachibana took a step back and heard the sound of the bedroom door unlocking.

……

To enter or not to enter?

He saw the bedroom door opened, a floor lamp was turned on first, and a familiar painting hung on the wall, covered by glass.

I send him paintings.

Qiang Ju walked a few steps forward and stood in front of the door, carefully poking her head into the bedroom. The furnishings inside had been changed a bit. There was a scaled-down ginkgo tree in a glass cabinet that was almost the same size as the wardrobe. Qiang Ju looked at it for a long time Only then did I realize that the ginkgo tree was a light and shadow, and suddenly ginkgo leaves fell from the light and shadow, and Qiang Ju couldn't help but ran over and squatted in front of the glass cabinet.

Ginkgo biloba is real, it is the ginkgo biloba I brought back.

Looking back, the coat he was wearing that day was hanging on Daniel's bedside.

A familiar taste surged in his chest.

My coat is on his bedside.

Qiang Ju walked to the coat, the bedside lamp turned on, and the light fell on a paper book. The brown and old book cover seemed to have a strong sense of age. Qiang Ju squatted down and looked at the book carefully. side.

This book……

Qiang Ju immediately stood up and walked out, as if he had been scalded, he hurried to escape from this place.

The lights were turned off one after another behind him, and turned on one after another in front of him, just like his ups and downs, depression and excitement, he was happy, but he was afraid it was just an embarrassing self-indulgence. It was just a book, which made him so excited. He guessed a lot in an instant, and then fell to the bottom. A book he had read before fell on Daniel's bedside, and it actually aroused so many thoughts in him.

Daniel is reading the book of love poems.