A year later, at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts in City A.

It's spring, and the willow trees on both sides of the sidewalk have sprouted new shoots, and catkins are flying, causing the passing students to complain repeatedly.

Jing Nianxun picked up a piece of catkins that fell on the tip of his hair, threw it into the air, and walked out of the school gate without haste.

The marble sculpture of an angel at the door looks into the distance, pointing to the sky with his hands up.There is a trickle of water sprayed into the pool from the bottom of the sculpture, and the sound of water droplets beating on the black stone slab is like a melodious note.

However, a whistle soon cut through the water, and a pink Lamborghini stopped firmly in front of the sculpture.

The car window lowered slowly, and the curly-haired woman in the driver's seat took off her sunglasses, put her hand on the car window thinking it was cool, and winked at her.

Jing Nianxun: "..."

There were whispering and surprised voices from her classmates, she walked quickly to the side of the car and opened the co-pilot's door, and got in.

"drive."

After the flamboyant pink light left the school gate, Jing Nianxun eased his brows a little, and said with reproach, "Ai Xiaoyu, didn't you tell me to go there by myself? Why did you come to pick me up again?"

Ai Xiaoyu said "hehe" twice: "By the way."

"Dad's company is diagonal from here, you tell me to drop by?"

Going along the way is naturally not going along the way.Ai Xiaoyu had been brought by Ai Guohua to work as an intern in his company during this period of time, and just now she came out of the company, thinking that Jing Nianxun was about to finish class, so she rushed over without stopping.

Because Jing Nianxun said that he would go to the studio tonight, and he had to catch up with schoolwork, so he might not go home all night.

Ai Xiaoyu took off his sunglasses and revealed teary eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Because you're going to stay out tonight, I'm so lonely at home alone."

Jing Nianxun knew that she wanted to accompany him, but Ai Xiaoyu was too tired after being summoned at the company all day, and there was morning class at school tomorrow, so she couldn't stay up late with her to catch up on her homework.

So she said softly: "You go back first, I will come back as soon as I finish painting."

Ai Xiaoyu was naturally unwilling, tapped the steering wheel, and went straight to the studio.After parking the car, Jing Nianxun walked a few steps towards the studio and found that Ai Xiaoyu was also following.

Ai Xiaoyu blinked a little cunningly: "I will ask for leave tomorrow morning."

The studio is private and hangs under the name of Jing Nianxun.After she was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts in City A, Ai Guohua's company soon set up a branch here, and the gift she gave was a set of studios.

The studio is divided into several areas, including display area, finished product display area, painting area, storage area, etc. The walls of each room are covered with paintings of various styles. It seems that the materials and styles are different, but carefully It can be seen that the strokes are similar.And there is a small word "Xun" written in the lower right corner of each painting.

They went upstairs, just in time to hear a crisp sound, as if some porcelain bowl or bottle was smashed on the ground.A girl wearing a big white T-shirt covered in paints of various colors ran out in a panic, holding a brush in her hand.

"Ah, sorry, Xiao Xun, I really didn't mean it!"

Li Shuqing glanced at the traces of the crime on the ground, and wanted to cover her eyes, but soon remembered that her hands were still full of paint, so she put it down again.

Jing Nianxun smiled and said: "It's okay, just clean it up, be careful not to touch your hands."

The school studio has limited space, and there are too many people and noisy, so Li Shuqing basically borrows her studio for use.Jing Nianxun was willing to lend it to the former president and current senior, but Li Shuqing seemed to clean things too frequently.

Li Shuqing touched her nose guiltily, and there was a small red dot on the tip of her nose, "Yuan Min will have her own studio soon, and I will go to her place in a while."

Jing Nianxun still said it doesn't matter, you are welcome to come anytime.

After Li Shuqing packed up his things and left, Jing Nianxun set up his easel, sat on the small bench, and rested his chin facing the blank drawing paper.

Ai Xiaoyu circled around the easel: "Do you have any ideas?"

Jing Nianxun stared at the white drawing paper: "No."

Ai Xiaoyu said: "Then I'll go to sleep for a while, you think about it slowly."

There is a small room in the studio with a single bed, which can be used for people to rest. Jing Nianxun sometimes falls asleep here directly after painting until late at night.

Just as Ai Xiaoyu opened the door of the room, Jing Nianxun suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Actually, I still have some ideas."

She put down the paintbrush, closed the door of the room that had been opened again, leaned against the door and looked at Ai Xiaoyu carefully up and down, brushed her drooping hair behind her ears, and then said thoughtfully: "follow me."

Jing Nianxun came to a small room in a corner, the room was very clean, there were no sundries, only the floor was covered with drawing paper, and there were some brushes and drawing tools hanging on the wall.

Ai Xiaoyu thought it was fun: "Hey, can this be painted on the ground directly? Can I go in and take off my shoes?"

The ground is covered with drawing paper, so it is definitely not allowed to wear shoes. Ai Xiaoyu walked in barefoot, and it was very cool to step on the wooden floor separated by a layer of drawing paper.She squatted down in the corner, took a paintbrush and began to scribble on the paper.

Jing Nianxun closed the door, leaned against the wall to arrange the brushes, and put them one by one into the pen container hanging on the wall.

"I recently had a project on body art."

"Body Art?"

Ai Xiaoyu looked at the white paper that had been painted on. She stepped on it with her bare feet and accidentally got the paint on it. Every time she walked, it was a footprint.

"This..." Ai Xiaoyu was a little at a loss, "I seem to have stained your paper."

"It's okay." Jing Nianxun smiled, "It will always be dirty."

When pheromones began to diffuse in the small studio, Ai Xiaoyu looked at the paint that had been sprinkled on the drawing paper, and finally realized what Jing Nianxun meant by "body art".

The paint is a brand in a foreign language. It has no pungent fragrance, but a faint floral fragrance, which smells very good.

And when the scent of white tea came from the touching skin, Ai Xiaoyu felt her glands trembling.

The branches and leaves are slender like vines, and the pure white buds on the branches are like aphrodisiacs, and the smell is inviting people to commit crimes.

The soundproofing effect and sealing of the studio are very good, and no one will notice whatever is done in this small room.

The original white drawing paper on the ground was quickly painted with different colors of paint, or curved and soft lines, or tiny dots like water droplets, mixed together, condensing an abstract painting full of tension and passion.

But it didn't touch the deepest part, and everything came to an end.

When the tip of her teeth was loosened, Ai Xiaoyu licked her lips eagerly, leaned on the shoulder of the person below her and said softly, "Xiao Xun, let's go get the certificate."

Naturally, Nian Xun did not dare to hand over this painting of body art to the teacher. Taking advantage of his active thinking and burst of inspiration, he drew a new one overnight.

The wind on the terrace at night is very gentle, the moonlight is the best, Jing Nianxun is supporting the easel, Ai Xiaoyu is sitting on the ground next to him, still insisting on the original topic.

"Let's go get the certificate."

The brush stopped on the paper, Jing Nianxun smiled casually, "Why do you suddenly think of this?"

"Well..." Ai Xiaoyu told the truth, "Because... I want to mark it completely."

The screen was still for a few seconds, and Jing Nianxun paused for a while before saying, "I thought you were going to say something like being responsible for the rest of your life."

Results are only for full labelling.

Ai Xiaoyu was in a hurry, "No! That's why I got the certificate first, and then I can mark it completely."

After going to university, they did not live in a dormitory, but rented a house outside, and they have lived together for almost a year.Many other alphas and omega couldn't help but mark them completely after living together, but Ai Xiaoyu endured it for a whole year.

...I really can't help it.

But if Omega is not willing, he has to bear with it. After all, unlike a temporary mark, it can disappear. After the mark is completely marked, the two of them are equivalent to a fixed relationship of lovers for a lifetime.Although the complete mark can also be washed off, but the damage to Omega will be very large.

So Ai Xiaoyu thought about obtaining the certificate first, confirming the relationship, and counting it as a guarantee before doing other things.

After finishing speaking, Ai Xiaoyu felt a little regretful, feeling that she was a little too impatient, and Jing Nianxun might not be willing.

She huddled on the ground aggrieved, her eyelids drooping, like a listless puppy.

Jing Nianxun left the drawing board, walked up to her and squatted down, and said softly, "Of course I am willing."

"Huh?" Ai Xiaoyu blinked her eyes.

"I said I would. We had originally agreed that we would live forever, whether it's obtaining a certificate, getting married, or completely marking, one of them must be missed."

Jing Nianxun gently covered her lips, and the long eyelashes tickled her face.

The eyes reflect the moonlight, reflecting a strange silhouette, the soft light is warm and holy.

Space is still at this moment, but time is flowing.From the dilapidated clock and shards of glass from the previous life, the yellowed pages of the book passed through the black hole in a blink of an eye, and flowed into the delicate and beautiful words.The outline of the text gradually became clearer, the image in front of her was colored, and the black and white world became colorful, and she finally saw it.

She saw it, and saw that everything was so real.

Moonlight, drawing boards and kisses are real and eternal.

forever.

--end--

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