When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The wind blows across the lake trying to create ripples, but a thin layer of ice has formed on the lake, keeping the wind out.

Standing by the lake, Shen Qingzi looked at Zhou Lin who had just announced that she was leaving here, feeling complicated.

Shen Qingzi: "Have you decided, when will you leave?"

"This Saturday." Zhou Lin replied.

Shen Qingzi frowned. Today is already Thursday, which means that Zhou Lin will leave in two days.

In such a hurry, there was no warning at all.

Shen Qingzi: "Just leave in such a hurry?"

Zhou Lin nodded, "Yeah. It's only a few days before Chinese New Year. I want to go home to celebrate Chinese New Year this year."

"What about work, is it at your house?" Shen Qingzi asked.

"Yes, I sent invitations to me several times before, but I declined them all. Now I think it's a good opportunity for development, and it's very close to home, and my parents are getting older."

Shen Qingzi: "Yuqing definitely wants to hold a farewell party for you, why don't you stay for a few more days, and there will be fewer chances to meet in the future."

"No." Zhou Lin smiled. She watched Shen Qingzi express the last fantasy in her heart, "You go to the south with me, we can still be the same as before."

"Arlene, you know."

Shen Qingzi spoke in a cryptic manner, and she knew that Zhou Lin could understand it too.

This is their tacit understanding in the past ten years of getting along.

Zhou Lin looked at Shen Qingzi who was standing opposite, and said in a deep voice, "But I don't know much now."

"Are you staying in City S because of Dean Shen, or because of Zuo Yin?"

Shen Qingzi was stunned for a moment, she didn't know when Zhou Lin saw through her mind.

He pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to answer her.

"You fell in love with your student, didn't you?" Zhou Lin asked, her voice full of loneliness.

If she was just doubting before this question, then from this moment on, she can be sure.

Zhou Lin broke Shen Qingzi's cover without warning.

For a moment, Shen Qingzi didn't know whether to nod or shake her head, let alone what the consequences would be after she said this answer.

"You don't need to deny it, I can tell." Zhou Lin answered for Shen Qingzi first.

"Azi, you are too obvious."

"Is that so?" Shen Qingzi looked rather distressed.

Another gust of wind blew up on the lake, she bowed her head in silence for a while, and suddenly a sigh came from her mouth.

Shen Qingzi spread her hands helplessly, and admitted indirectly: "A Lin, how did you know?"

"I also went to visit Xiaoyue's grave that day."

Zhou Lin answered concisely and easily, but that day was a heart-piercing one for her.

Originally, they wanted to meet again, but they didn't want to see Shen Qingzi and Zuo Yin.

They sat side by side on the stone steps, and the beautiful scene made Zhou Lin feel dazzling.

"Why do you like her?" Zhou Lin was puzzled. She had been dissatisfied since the day she heard that Shen Qingzi wanted to accept her as a student, and she had been hostile since Shen Qingzi was partial to her.

Jealousy lingered in her heart, tearing her nerves and torturing her brain.

She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand at all.

"You know, how happy I was the day I knew you liked girls too? I think my chance has come. I'm the closest to you among all the people in the studio. I know everything about you, even I also know Xiaoyue." Zhou Lin said, "But, the closer I get to you, the more I feel that there is a deep gully between you and me. I tried to cross it, but I failed .”

"I used to think that no one could cross it... until that day in the examination room, I saw Zuo Yin." Zhou Lin recalled the obvious surprise on Shen Qingzi's face when Zuo Yin rushed into the examination room that day, " Even if everyone knows that you have a good temper and are gentle, I know that you have never been so kind to anyone."

"But, I don't believe it." Zhou Lin lowered her head as she spoke, her voice full of unwillingness. "My family background is not better than that of a fledgling girl like her. I don't understand, and I can't figure it out. I think we are a match made in heaven. Even Yuqing often jokes with me like this..."

"It's just a joke." Shen Qingzi interrupted Zhou Lin directly, "A Lin, not everything in this world can come true, and it's not just what others say. You know more about these things than I do. Isn't it?"

"But, why, you choose to like such a person with a bad personality and a bad family background!" Zhou Lin asked back, her voice raised half a point.

Shen Qingzi looked directly into Zhou Lin's eyes, and replied without any hesitation, "I just like it."

The voice was faint, but the tone was full of naturalness that Zhou Lin was unable to reverse.

Zhou Linwu looked as if she had been hit by something, and the unwillingness in her heart was torn apart, causing her pain.

She felt that the answer Shen Qingzi gave her was really good.

I like her, I just like her, there is no reason.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Zhou Lin asked again.

Shen Qingzi sat on a boulder on one side, looking at the lake reflecting the moonlight, "I'm just waiting for her to hand in the drawing."

"It seems that I was lucky." Zhou Lin smiled wryly. It turned out that she had already planned.

Thinking about it, Zhou Lin took out the hand holding the belt, "I'm going back, how about you?"

Shen Qingzi did not take Zhou Lin's hand, "I'll sit down for a while."

This person still has no trace of rejection.

The night in winter is chilling to the bones, insects and birds hibernate and hibernate, and the surroundings are even more quiet without a trace of sound.

A wisp of white smoke slowly spit out from Shen Qingzi's mouth, casting a lonely shadow under the dim light.

Shen Qingzi sat by the lake like this, just like what she said to Zhou Lin, she didn't seem to want to go back to the small western building at all.

"Why don't you go back?"

A voice three points colder than Dong Ri's anger sounded behind Shen Qingzi.

When she turned her head, Zuo Yin was wearing her black down jacket, standing behind her at some point.

Shen Qingzi looked at Zuo Yin who was sitting over, and extinguished the cigarette in her hand.

The slender white cigarette was crookedly put aside.

"Why are you here?" Shen Qingzi asked.

Zuo Yin: "I'm a little worried."

Shen Qingzi felt warm in her heart when she heard Zuo Yin's words, and asked half-jokingly: "Are you afraid that I will throw myself into the lake?"

Zuo Yin glanced at Shen Qingzi and denied, "No."

Shen Qingzi took advantage of the alcohol and said seriously: "If you were the one who left today, I might."

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol, or if the words are inherently ambiguous.

Shen Qingzi's voice sounded cold and indifferent, but it burned Zuo Yin's heart like a raging fire.

Zuo Yin blinked unnaturally, looking at Shen Qingzi's pupils filled with surprise.

Shen Qingzi bent her eyes, stood up and said to Zuo Yin: "Let's go, take me home."

Zuo Yin was stunned for a moment, and reminded Shen Qingzi honestly, "I've been drinking, so I can't drive."

But after saying this, Zuo Yin regretted it.

Such a bright opportunity to be alone with Shen Qingzi was directly rejected by her subconsciously.

Shen Qingzi didn't take it seriously, and said, "So, let's go back."

Hearing what Shen Qingzi said, Zuo Yin's annoyed heart burst into bloom.

So much for lost and found.

As the Chinese New Year approached, the surrounding shops closed very late, and the bright light shone through, bringing the shadows of the two together.

Zuo Yin looked at the speeding cars on the road, wondering if they all wanted to go home.

"Why didn't you tell me about passing the primary election?" Shen Qingzi asked, with a bit of dissatisfaction in her voice.

"I just saw it today too, so I rushed to the studio by bus." Zuo Yin explained.

Shen Qingzi nodded, "Well, let's say you barely pass."

Shen Qingzi's tone was relaxed, and Zuo Yin also relaxed herself.

She smiled at Shen Qingzi, thanking her for her little cunning.

Under the jaw-length short hair, a pair of jet-black pupils are dotted with stars.

Shen Qingzi felt that if she smiled more, even if she asked herself to help her pick the stars in the sky, she would be willing.

Xiaojinshan is very close to the studio, walking along the road, you can see the building area.

After a while, Shen Qingzi took Zuo Yin to the downstairs of the familiar building. This was Zuo Yin's first visit to Shen Qingzi's house after the New Year.

This home is no different from the few days when Zuo Yin lived there, but in some small details, Zuo Yin feels as if it has become more warm.

"It's still the same pair." Shen Qingzi put the pair of slippers with the image of the little tiger in front of Zuo Yin as she said.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen her for half a month, or because of alcohol, Zuo Yin feels that the barrier between her and Shen Qingzi has almost disappeared.

The Shen Qingzi in front of her turned into the Shen Qingzi who rescued herself from the pouring rain again.

"Want something to drink?" Shen Qingzi opened the refrigerator door and asked.

Zuo Yin thought for a while and said, "Orange juice is ready."

Shen Qingzi nodded, tiptoed gently and took out a beautiful crystal cup from the cabinet, and said to Zuo Yin as if with some premeditated plan: "Xiao Yin, can you help me go to the study on the second floor and get my cup here?" Is it? Just put it on the desk."

Zuo Yin didn't have any doubts, said "OK", and went up to the second floor with ease.

She still remembered where Shen Qingzi's study was, and she remembered every place in this house.

Zuo Yin had just walked into the study on the second floor, the fragrance of books and flowers were intertwined and slowly wrapped around her body, welcoming the guest in a restrained manner.

It's just that Zuo Yin froze as soon as he walked in.

On the wall of that desk, hung a very familiar thing to her.

—— Zuo Lan secretly sold her most precious painting.

Zuo Yin looked at Shen Qingzi's painting hanging on the wall in disbelief, and his eyes fell on the floral "y" that he had outlined in gold.

How could Shen Qingzi have this painting of her own?

Does she know that she is the owner of this painting?

……

Countless questions lingered in Zuo Yin's mind, making her forget to breathe.

Suddenly, the fragrance of irises came from Zuo Yin's back, and the shadows of two people were reflected on the mahogany floor.

Shen Qingzi did not know when she stood behind Zuo Yin, her slender arms gently wrapped around her neck.

"I've always hung your paintings here."