Waiting for a Sunny Day

Xiao Qing followed Wen Ping to a nearby dessert shop.

Wen Ping still loves sweets as before. Xiao Qing still remembers that when he was a child, every time his grandfather bought her cakes, Wen Ping would steal it away. While eating cakes, he said to her solemnly: "Girls don’t Eat sweets, no one wants it when you get fat. I will eat it for you, and you have to thank me."

Xiao Qing watched eagerly as he ate up all of his food, but was hungry to color the newly completed line draft.

At that time, she was only one meter tall, and Wen Ping could grab her directly with one hand, just as effortlessly as a chicken. Xiao Qing couldn't resist at all, so she could only vent all her grievances on the paint.

Now think about it, maybe it was because she was tortured by the vicious tutor for too long in her childhood, that's why she developed a tough personality that can stand up to any difficulties.

"Order something to eat, why are you in a daze again." Wen Ping stretched out a finger, shook it slightly in front of Xiao Qing, smiling slightly, "I haven't seen you in ten years, why are you still like this? , Just grow tall, don't grow IQ?"

Xiao Qing glared at him, took the menu from the waiter, flipped through it, and raised her head. Just about to ask him what to eat, she saw Wen Ping, who was opposite, flipping through the menu familiarly, and said to the waiter: " I want a horse bean cake with coconut milk, pineapple milk, red bean paste soup balls, as well as yam tart, snow mountain jelly, mango black glutinous rice... Let’s order these first, not enough.” In Xiao Qing’s shocked eyes, he came again He said, "Xiao Qing, what do you want to eat?"

"Didn't you... order them for me?" If you remember correctly, he has already ordered six, right?

"I eat these, of course you have to order what you want." Wen Ping smiled innocently.

Xiao Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled awkwardly at the waiter with a strange look, "I want a...papaya sago."

"No need to order anything else?" The waiter couldn't help but glanced at Wen Ping.

"Hehe, one serving is enough."

"Okay, two, please wait a moment." The waiter took the list of starting dishes and walked away stiffly under the strong contrast of six long and short ones.

Soon, the table was filled with all kinds of desserts. There was only one plate in front of Xiao Qing and six plates in front of Wen Ping. They looked very rich in various colors and shapes.

People who come here to eat desserts basically order two. Wen Ping’s six desserts that occupy the table have obviously become the focus of the shop. Many people can’t help but cast curious eyes, especially the girl at the table next door. , Has been secretly aiming at Wen Ping.

He is too embarrassing. No one eats dessert like him, just like a crazy pig.

Xiao Qing was surrounded by various gazes, biting her scalp and silently lowering her head to drink sago, while the opposite Wen Ping did not care about the gaze of others, eating a spoonful of dessert, her brows stretched out, and the expression on her face was very enjoyable.

A male doctor in the art department who likes to eat ice cream...I think it's abnormal.

Xiao Qing came to a conclusion silently in her heart.

After half an hour, Wen Ping finally settled a table of desserts, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth with grace, then raised his head and smiled at Xiao Qing and said: "Why don't you talk? I am ashamed to see the teacher? I remember your face It's pretty thick. When I was a child, I was like a cramping rabbit. Why is it so quiet today?"

—— always take the things she did when she was a child to harm her, the poisonous man hates her most!

Xiao Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, and said coolly, "I'm sorry to interrupt you when you are so happy to eat."

"Oh? Is that so?" Wen Ping smiled slightly and said meaningfully, "How do I think you are in a bad mood? Is it related to the man just now? I walked through the corridor as if I heard him scold you."

in bad mood? Is it so obvious?

Xiao Qing hurriedly concealed her sexuality and straightened her hair, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, which school are you now a teacher?"

"I came to work here three years ago at the Huada Academy of Fine Arts, and I have recently been promoted as a master supervisor."

"Ahem..." Xiao Qing was choked by the sago in her mouth.

Wen Ping glanced at her lightly: "Why, is it weird that I am a master supervisor?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qing nodded, "I didn't expect you to take a master's degree."

"Of course. Do you think I will always take a ten-year-old stupid kid?"

Xiao Qing ignored his joking and said solemnly: "It just so happens that I am going to take the master's degree at the beginning of next year. Since you are a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts, can you give me some suggestions, which tutor is better? I encountered a scumbag last time. There is a psychological shadow on the word mentor."

"Which mentor is better..." Wen Ping lowered his head, pretending to be thoughtful. After thinking for a long time, he finally raised his head and pointed to his nose, "Teacher Wen is good."

Xiao Qing raised her eyes and stared at him, "I'm serious."

"I'm serious too." Wen Ping looked at her sincerely, "You can consider coming to Huada Academy of Fine Arts. To be honest, Huada's Academy of Fine Arts is the best in the entire South China region. A building for the Department of Fine Arts has been built with excellent hardware. Our school also has good cooperative relations with many foreign universities, especially the students of the Academy of Fine Arts, who will have many opportunities for exchanges abroad."

Why are you so familiar? This is exactly a copy of the lines in the admissions promotion of BGI?

Xiao Qing glanced at him speechlessly, "I really want to go to Huada to study, but it's difficult to take the exam at Huada..."

"Please review it, and you just need to pass the score. Don't worry too much about the interview."

"Really?" Xiao Qing looked at him suspiciously.

"My student, don't I know how strong it is?" Wen Ping rarely took it seriously. "I said that although you are stupid, you have such a talent for painting. Teachers at Hua University like to have talent and potential. Student, it’s okay to be stupid."

Encouraged by his gentle gaze, Xiao Qing finally gritted her teeth and nodded, "Well, there are still three months left. I will start to retreat tomorrow!"

"Well, that's right, take out your enthusiasm for revenge against me when you were a kid."

Xiao Qing smiled awkwardly, "I was ignorant when I was a child..."

"It's okay, I don't hold any grudges. You just used red dye to put a blood-like thing on the buttocks of my pants." Wen Ping raised his lips slightly and beckoned to the waiter, "Thank you for paying the bill."

"I'll pay, I'll pay." Xiao Qing hurriedly took out her wallet, trying to please the future "schoolmate" to offset her childhood mischief.

Wen Ping blocked her hand back and handed a card to the waiter: "You are welcome, I am a frequent visitor here and I have a membership card."

Xiao Qing stiffly put her wallet back. A big man runs a membership card for a dessert shop. How much does he like to eat those sweets?

After swiping the card, the two got up and went out together. It was late outside the house and the street lights were all on. The streets are full of traffic, and the nightlife of the bustling city has just begun. Against the backdrop of the brilliant street lights, the hotel lobby where the dance is being held not far away gradually becomes hazy in the eyes.

The luxury of being drunk and fanciful is playing there. Although just coming out of there, watching at this moment, it is a little out of reach.

His eyes fell inadvertently in the hotel parking lot, and at a glance he saw the familiar black car with the license plate number memorized in his heart.

It was Shen Junze's car, still parked in its original position. It seemed... he had a good time at the prom, and he hasn't gone back this time. Maybe still dancing with Fang Yao? Or is it another, more beautiful partner?

Xiao Qing looked away and walked towards the exit of the street with her head down.

Wen Ping followed her for two steps and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to go home?"

"Ok."

"I'll give it to you."

"No need." Xiao Qing quietly rejected him, "I live not far away, so I can go back by myself."

"Okay." Wen Ping smiled, and took out his cell phone from his pocket, "Leave a phone call and contact me if you have anything."

"it is good."

"Then I'll go back first, there are still friends waiting for me over there." Wen Ping pointed to the hotel where the party was held.

Xiao Qing nodded, waved her hand and said, "Well, bye."

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After watching Wen Ping leave, Xiao Qing lowered her head and turned to the subway station.

She didn't want to go back to that house tonight, let alone face Shen Junze again. That house was not hers, she just couldn't do it when she quarreled and went back cheeky.

But the parents were not good to go there, and ran home somehow. The cold-character mother would definitely have to ask questions again, and even scolded her head and face, so she didn't want to find guilt.

Xiao Qing walked aimlessly at the subway station alone for a long time, and suddenly realized that she had nowhere to go.

During this period of time, I lived with Shen Junze and almost regarded it as home. In fact, think about it seriously. Although the house is beautiful, it is just a place where the two people live together temporarily to reassure both parents. Shen Jun has his own world, but he will return to the apartment when he is off work, pretending to outsiders that their husband and wife are in a good relationship.

She knew less than a quarter of Shen Junze.

Since his marriage, his attitude has been mild and he has never scolded her, so... will he be sad today because of his reprimand?

"If you don't know how to jump, you can do it. You don't know that others are watching your jokes? What does it look like if you step on someone's foot without taking ten steps? Are you dancing instead of adding jokes? "

Indifferent words, indifferent expressions. Every word, like a sharp knife, struck her heart fiercely.

She endured such an awkward dress for him, and accompanied him to the prom in high heels that could not walk smoothly. She was at a loss among a group of strangers, for fear that she would be laughed at and embarrassed if she did something wrong.

Hiding in the corner silently watched him lead Fang Yao to dance, with such a tacit understanding, and the dance steps are so gorgeous, she was only envious, who made her a copycat daughter, who could not dance this kind of dance at all?

He pricked his ears and listened to the various gossip talks of the people next to him, "Shen Jun and Fang Yao are childhood sweethearts." "What a good match" "Why did he marry Xiao Qing?" "It's really true that he and Fang Yao are not together. It's a pity"... I was depressed, but I couldn't say a word.

I have been enduring grievances, but in the end he was inexplicably scolded...

Now wandering around the subway station wearing this strange dress, being watched by people coming and going...

She is really unlucky today!

Xiao Qing sniffed, took out her phone, hesitated, and finally dialed Qi Juan's number.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Qi Juan's speaking style is still clean and neat.

Wearing such a luxurious evening dress, Xiao Qing would always be onlookers by pedestrians. Xiao Qing found a corner to hide, and whispered to Qi Juan: "Xiao Juan, can I come to your place for a few days..."

"Poor fellow, what's wrong with you? The young couple quarreled, or were they forced to run away from home by their parents?"

"Speaking of doing so directly, I think you can't do it? How can you say that you are also my rumored girlfriend." Xiao Qing whispered, "Is it OK if I come to your place? I am homeless..."

"Oh, no problem. Come here, you take the subway and get off at Xishan Station, I will pick you up."

"Well, see you later."

Coming out of the subway entrance, I saw Qi Juan wearing high heels at a glance, standing there motionless, completely a personal sign, as if afraid Xiao Qing would lose her way if she couldn't see her.

Xiao Qing smiled and walked over and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Hey, are you a sculpture?"

Qi Juan turned her head, her sharp gaze scanned Xiao Qing from head to toe, and then from bottom to top again.

Xiao Qing's back was hairy with her laser-scanning eyes, and couldn't help saying: "What are you looking at?"

Qi Juan stared straight at her, "Why are you dressing up like this? Are you going to walk the Avenue of Stars? Damn, my body is full of shiny diamonds, and my eyes are going to be blind!"

Xiao Qing's face became stiff, and she whispered, "I accompany him to the dance party, so I dress like this."

Hearing what she said, Qi Juan guessed seven or eight points. Although Xiao Qing is a stupid worm, she seems careless and careless, but she is very stubborn in her bones. She always gritted her teeth when she encountered difficulties. After going through it, and now I actually came to the point of taking refuge in a good sister's house, it must have been something difficult to solve between her and Shen Junze, and I felt uncomfortable.

Shen Jun's indifferent personality must have made Xiao Qing wronged. That idiot, as she expected, was a dull star.

Qi Juan understood in her heart, so she didn't ask much, and took Xiao Qing's hand and said, "Okay, go to my place. If you want to live for a few days, just stay for a few days."

"Yeah, thank you." Although Xiao Qing was smiling on her face, Qi Juan felt that her forced smile was really ugly.