I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

The banyan tree garden of Qingxue is full of towering and luxuriant trees, and the green shade forms a sea. Being in it is like traveling in a quiet and peaceful world that is completely different from the bustling cities outside.

The fresh air, the symphony of rustling wind leaves, and the mottled light and shadow, it seems that every cell of the body can be stretched and released most appropriately in such a quiet environment.

"Every time I walk here, I feel peaceful, as if all my troubles have disappeared without a trace."

Qiandai walked gently on the cobblestone-paved winding path, occasionally stepping on one or two leaves, making a slight "creaking" sound, and occasionally brushing away the twisting and extending branches with her almost transparent white hands, the faintness of the leaves The light reflected from the green reflected on the back of the hand, the broken light and floating green complement each other, making that hand even more beautiful than jade carvings.

The corner of Buer's eyes moved with that beautiful hand without a trace, the hand that was not holding the box was at an invisible angle, and the thumb gently rubbed the index finger and middle finger, as if at that time The touch left by a beautiful hand on the fingertips still lingers.

There was still a gentle smile on Buer's face, and when he heard Qiandai's emotion, he seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Well, I do feel that way. But..."

He paused, tilted his head and looked innocently at Qiandai, then pointed to his own head, "I thought Qiandai's head wouldn't be troubled..."

"..." Taking a deep breath, Qiandai said with a half-smile, "You can just say that my mind is blank."

"ah……"

Buer seemed very surprised, "Why would Qiandai think so? But this is what Qiandai said herself, and I didn't say that."

After finishing speaking, he nodded thoughtfully.

"So it's still my fault?"

Bu Er's innocent wink, the meaning is obvious, isn't it?

Hehehe, I have lost my temper.

Qiandai said that she is used to the behavior of this black-bellied bear who likes to "bully" her so much, and even if one day he does not bully her, she will not be used to it.

Maybe even panic...

After all, he can be bullied by Fuji...

Qiandai looked up at the swaying sunlight, a flower bloomed softly between her eyebrows.

Only his "own people".

Looking at the girl walking beside him who became quiet again, even in such a quiet atmosphere, she didn't say a single word like this, and she never seemed embarrassed.

Walking with her, it seems that no matter how quiet it is, there is only peace and peace of mind.

Those bad and negative emotions seemed to have been silenced together with this peaceful atmosphere.

Well, that's actually pretty good.

Touching his chin, he smiled happily, which is actually very good.

What's more, I can occasionally tease this quiet girl. It's really more interesting than anything to see her frizzy hair showing her little paws but she doesn't know how to fight back or is unwilling to fight back.

That's it... just go on like this...

"So you're going to write a love story for a girl with some psychological... problems?"

Hearing Qiandai's article content plan for participating in the competition, Buer's ice-blue eyes opened in surprise in an instant.

In his cognition, what Qiandai likes to write are prose and poetry like spring and snow, high mountains and flowing water, and even love stories are pure love on campus, so light, clear like streams, and beautiful stories like clear springs .

Her writing has always been like her person, elegant, beautiful, clean, beautiful like the first snow in the sky, the first flower in full bloom on the earth.

So it's hard to imagine that such an elegant Qiandai would actually want to write such... a heavy novel, not to mention that the heroine is... like that, person?

Mental problems, this is still pleasant to hear, it belongs to the gentle and unique way of saying, if it is someone else from Qingxue, there are only two words to describe it:

abnormal!

"Hmm."

Sitting on the school uniform jacket on the Buer bunk, Qiandai calmly stuffed a piece of mackerel into her mouth.

Well, although my mother is sometimes a bit harsh, the food she cooks is really delicious.

"Chidai..."

Seeing Qiandai eating her bento gracefully and calmly, Bu Er even felt that she was making a fuss.

"Why do you suddenly want to write such a story?"

This is really inconsistent with Nishikori Chidai's previous painting style!

Qiandai was going to pick up the golden tempura chopsticks for a meal, and then said nonchalantly: "Suddenly I thought of such a stalk, and I wanted to write it out."

Fuji Shusuke:"……"

Sure enough, Qiandai is still so casual.

Buer smiled, and used chopsticks to put the noodle that Qiandai had been trying so hard to pinch into a spoon, and handed it to the girl, "Okay, then you write it. But..."

Bu Er opened his eyes, the icy blue eyes shone like sharp knives, but when he touched Qian Dai, it seemed that he had put on a scabbard for a moment, but it was still sharp.

"You have to think clearly, after all, this is a competition for teenagers, and the content is all positive... such a theme..."

There is no need to say more about the rest, I know that Qiandai must understand, or she has always understood.

"I've never entered competitions to win prizes..."

Putting down her chopsticks, Qiandai looked at Buer seriously, her delicate face was solemn, her sea-blue eyes were full of waves, but she calmed down in an instant, "Or I don't just want to win prizes. Buer, I I want to write more about what I like.”

Buer looked at Qiandai for a moment, his icy blue eyes were so cold that there was no emotion at all, but under the layers of ice, something was just about to move.

"Pfft..."

As if seeing something amusing, Buer burst out laughing, and the serious atmosphere dissipated in an instant, only Qiandai was left blankly looking at Buer who was laughing so loudly, not knowing the rhythm.

Seeing Qiandai who was dumbfounded, silly, and staring blankly at him without knowing why, Buer seemed to smile even more happily. He raised his hand, pinched Qiandai's face, which was so rare and cute, and gently He smiled and said, "Why are you so dumb..."

In the clear and clear voice, it seemed to be entwined with a soft light cotton, "As long as you are happy, it will be fine."

As long as you are happy, Chidai.

The author has something to say: Woohoo, why are there no comments? Don’t you have anything to tell Xiaozhi?

Woohoo, so sad (′-ω?`)

☆、Chapter5, willing