[Net King] I have someone I like

Even if the school starts, it is still difficult for me to meet him. I am in group D and he is in group C. It sounds not far away, but they are not on the first floor, so the chances of meeting him are very few.

Sometimes I really want to see him so badly, I would drag Zaoji and pretend to pass by the door of Class C. Occasionally, I would see that very familiar figure, so I could really enjoy the class.It's frustrating when you can't see it.

Seeing how pitiful I looked, Zao Ji began to think of ideas for me again, "Otherwise, think of a way to get to know him first, at least to get acquainted."

I propped my head on my pitiful hand and looked at Zaoji, "Of course I want to, but do you think he forgot what happened when we first met?"

"Maybe in a hurry, I didn't see the face clearly?" Zao Ji said irresponsibly.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Early Ji tilted his head, "It's dust and nosebleeds, maybe I really didn't see it clearly."

"...Are you really trying to comfort me?"

"Haha, I'll help you figure out a way."

"Zaoji is very kind of you," I snorted twice, "By the way, the painting exhibition I saw when I went to Tokyo to watch the national competition last time was this week, do you want to go with me?"

Zao Ji shook his head like a rattle, "I'm not interested in art at all, but when did you become interested in art?"

"I can't read it either," I answered honestly, "but this is an exhibition of contemporary Chinese painters, so I want to see it."

"You are really interested in China."

I tilted my head, "Maybe, I was Chinese in my previous life."

Zao Ji rolled his eyes back at me, "However, if you are sure to go, please help me bring the little notebook I saw last time."

"The color of the cover is very plain?"

"Yes, that's the one, only the one the size of a palm."

"it is good."

Because I have to go to cram school on Saturday, I deliberately got up early on Sunday. The weather has started to turn cold. On cloudy days and there is no sun, I can finally say goodbye to my sunglasses and mask for a while, and just wear a hat.

I bought a piece of bread and gnawed all the way to the JR station. I clapped my hands and was about to swipe my card to enter the station. Suddenly, the flash of a figure in front of me made my heart skip a beat.

He also came to take JR?

Almost without thinking, I hurried into the station and followed the familiar figure.

Stepping up the stairs, I finally regained my senses a little bit. Wait, I seem to be going to Tokyo, so I can't follow others.

My feverish head cooled down a bit. I looked around and found that I was on the right track. This platform was heading for Tokyo. I ran down the stairs in three steps and two steps. I saw a train coming in the direction of Tokyo. Step up.

I walked across the platform with an agility I had never experienced in more than ten years, jumped onto the train in one stride, and started to look around as soon as I stood firmly.

In my eyes, he is very conspicuous, even in the crowds of people, I can see him at a glance, not to mention that there are not too many people in the carriage, and I can confirm the position of the person almost instantly.

There were already a few people sitting in the first few rows, but the opposite seats in the last two rows were still vacant, so he chose one side and sat down.I took a deep breath, touched my hair to make sure it was well tied and did not fly around, and then shaved two more bangs, and then I managed to walk to where he was sitting with a normal pace, and then sat down opposite him .

Sensing that someone was sitting across from him, he subconsciously looked up, I smiled politely, so he also nodded politely, and then lowered his head again, only then did I see clearly that there was a piece of cloth spread out on his lap. This book, unfortunately, I don't know what it is from this angle.

It is also a stranger, so it is not easy to stare at others, so I just glanced and turned to look out the window.

I have long been familiar with the scenery from Kanagawa to Tokyo, but I still stare at it intently, because I am afraid that if I am a little inattentive, my eyes will glance to the side as if I have a self-consciousness.He is reading a book seriously, so I can't have the cheek to strike up a conversation, besides... I don't know what to say.

Hi, I'm Igarashi from Group D of Lihai's junior year?

Well, stupid as hell.

This time, the time to Tokyo passed very quickly. When I heard the arrival reminder, I almost didn't react.

Getting off the JR, I looked for the direction and walked quickly, fearing that if I was not careful, I would look for that familiar figure again.I'm a good student, not a stalker.

When we arrived in Tokyo, the flow of people began to surge. I squeezed into the car and held on to the handrail.

There are not many people in the art museum, and I got the promotional materials of this exhibition at the entrance, and I looked for the exhibition place in the museum while browsing.

As I said earlier, I am really not very interested in fine arts. This is the first time I have visited this art gallery. After half a circle in a place that is much larger than I imagined, I found that it seemed that I went to the wrong exhibition hall. Yes, the exhibition here is an exhibition of Western paintings.

I looked at the large poster with the theme of oil painting at the entrance of the exhibition hall, rubbed my forehead, just happened to catch someone passing by out of the corner of my eye, I immediately turned my head, "Hello, excuse me, I would like to ask..."

The person who turned his head following my voice had a familiar handsome face, who happened to be the person who sat across from me on the way to Tokyo.

Halfway through my words, I got stuck in my throat, and he seemed to recognize me, with a polite smile on his lips, "What a coincidence, you also came to see the art exhibition."

"Yeah, what a coincidence." I grinned.

"What did you want to ask just now?" The young man's voice was gentle, as sweet as last time.

"I want to ask this," I held up the promotional material in my hand, "how do I get to this exhibition hall?"

He glanced at the information in my hand, and he seemed to be more familiar with this art museum than I was, so he turned around and pointed out the correct route to me, "This exhibition hall is on the other side, go out from here and turn left and go straight almost there."

"Ah, thank you, I'm not familiar with this place."

"You're welcome." He nodded to me, turned and walked into the exhibition hall here.

I tried my best not to hold hands and feet together, and walked a long way in a normal stiff posture before hugging the documents tightly and showing a bright smile. It seems that today is not only a lucky day, but a super lucky day.

A happy mood, like being stuffed with a cup of hot cocoa in the coldest winter, I jumped into the right exhibition hall. After looking around, I finally found that I didn't pay attention to the painting at all. All of them kept having fun.

Holding on to the wall, I was depressed for two seconds, and then moved back to a painting, ready to take a serious look.

Very beautiful painting, although I don't know the artist at all, but just looking at it like this, I think it is very beautiful.

This is a watercolor painting, the colors are not particularly bright, there is no front of the figure, only two figures from the back looking at the scenery in front of them together.

After watching it for a long time, my mind is a little bit in a trance. The two people are so harmonious together, and what they share is also the same scenery that catches my eyes.If I work harder and harder, will I be able to share the same scenery with him one day?

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