He thought someone would get angry, so he quickly turned over and looked over.
But I saw that man was happily spreading his hand, looking at the small strawberry at the base of his palm with a smile on his face.
Maybe she was afraid that it would disappear after she took a shower, so she happily took several pictures with her mobile phone.
Their eyes met because the other person inadvertently looked up.
Liang Sunian raised the corner of his mouth and shook his phone at him, then lowered his head to type.
The phone beside his pillow vibrated. Xie Jiaran opened WeChat and saw a message from Liang Sunian:
Previous years: Was it drawn while I was sleeping
Xie Jiaran hesitated for a moment whether to apologize or not, and finally just replied with a "hmm".
Previous years: Why didn’t you remind me
Xie Jiaran bit his lower lip and thought to himself that he should apologize.
Feeling guilty, he was about to reply when the other party sent two more messages:
Last year: I almost went in to take a shower just now. If I had washed it off before I saw it, I would have been in trouble.
Previous year: You draw very beautifully, will you teach me next time? (*￣︶￣*)
Guilt was quickly packed up and thrown aside.
Xie Jiaran looked at the emoji at the end of the sentence and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, the arc was very shallow:
x. : Okay, I’ll teach you next time.
The thing called "youth" is definitely a headache.
As Sun Han said, the scope is too broad, there are too many things to draw and too many forms of expression to choose from, which makes it difficult to make up your mind.
For this reason, Xie Jiaran has been staying in the studio alone until very late recently, and has made no less than thirty drafts, but somehow he always feels like something is missing.
Unable to express the most outstanding things, the "youth" in his writing lacks the most attractive and brilliant flavor.
Lin Shan was also worried about him: "Why don't you wait for a while, let your brain rest, and then paint again when inspiration comes."
As he thought of something, his nose wrinkled again in dissatisfaction: "Do you know what Sun Han has been secretly gossiping about you behind your back recently?"
Xie Jiaran kept painting and asked casually, "What?"
Lin Shan: "He said that you have run out of ideas and can't even draw such a simple theme. You will definitely lose to him in this competition. Hey, I'm wondering, where does he get all this confidence from when he's always been the runner-up?"
Xie Jiaran didn't even raise his head: "Don't worry about him."
Lin Shan: "I know, I just can't stand his chatterbox."
Xie Jiaran dipped a little paint and skillfully mixed the color he wanted: "Let's talk about the competition on the field. It's useless to say anything until the work is finished."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Lin Shan nodded: "Okay, then I will treat whatever he says as bullshit. He's already showing off before the game even starts. I'm waiting to see him get slapped in the face."
The bell rang and the students packed up and left.
Lin Shan's invitation to Xie Jiaran for dinner was rejected again. She picked up her bag helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll leave first. Don't stay too late. Remember to order takeout. Don't paint until late at night on an empty stomach like you did a few days ago."
"good."
Xie Jiaran agreed casually, and he didn't hear clearly what Lin Shan said.
With his fingertips touching the tip of the pen, he was carefully considering whether the main color should be oil green or bright orange.
After dinner, Liang Sunian strolled to the Seventh Building to attend two elective classes. After class, he strolled back home alone. He ran into Xiao Chi, who was wearing a vest and jumped downstairs to get takeout at the dormitory.
"Hey, Mr. Xiao." He waved his hand and greeted him: "Good evening. Are you coming downstairs for a walk?"
When the other person saw him, his eyes lit up.
—Then Xiao Chi forced him to go back to the dormitory to see his cat son.
The cat son’s full name is Xiao Guoqing, and his nickname is Chanchan. He is a very beautiful blue and white British shorthair cat. He is well-behaved, cute, soft, and clingy.
Of course, the "people" here specifically refer to his biological father Xiao Chi, and Liang Sunian, who was just assigned to be his godfather three minutes ago.
"How is it? Isn't my son super cute?" Xiao Chi has been looking forward to becoming a father for so long. He is addicted to showing off his son and is extremely proud of it.
"Cute is cute."
Liang Sunian hugged Xiao Chanchan in distress, and pulled the little clingy guy's furry head away from his chin for the umpteenth time: "What's wrong with this habit of biting people's chins? As a father, why don't you teach him a lesson?"
"Why do we need to educate children when they act like spoiled brats?" Xiao Chi said, "It will only bite you if it likes you. Otherwise, it won't even let you hold it."
Chen Wenyao had been jealous for a long time, and his words were full of sourness: "Why is it okay for Lao Liang to hold her, but not for me? Xiao Chi, did you secretly teach your son to treat her differently?"
"Do I have that much free time?" Xiao Chi grinned, "Kittens like to be clean. If they don't let you hold them, they probably dislike their messiness. Besides, you're not the only one who can't hold them. Isn't there another one over there?"
He raised his chin in the direction of Liu Maomao, looking like a smug villain.
The latter looked at him, then at Liang Sunian, and stroked his chin as if thinking: "It seems that I miscalculated..."
The innocent Xiao Xiaochi was easily aroused by curiosity: "What did you estimate wrong?"
Liu Maomao sighed: "I originally thought that kittens were only friendly to people under 1.8 meters tall, but it turns out that's not the case."
Xiao Chi: “…”
One of them pounced over and said, "You! Fuck! Me! I'm going to kill you tonight!!!"
Liu Maomao was quick to respond: "Hey, I can't catch him~"
The two of them started to make a scene again.
Chen Wenyao didn't bother to pay attention to them. His mind and eyes were filled with the little kitten.
"Lao Liang, I heard that kittens like to have their noses touched and their paws pinched."
He couldn't pinch it himself, so he could only retreat and watch others pinch it to satisfy his curiosity: "Why don't you try it?"
"so?"
Liang Sunian tentatively tapped its nose, and seeing it squinting comfortably, he turned his hand and lifted up one of its paws and gently pinched the paw pad twice. The kitten immediately let out two delicate meows from its throat, and its watery eyes opened wide, staring at Liang Sunian intently.
Chen Wenyao exaggeratedly held his heart to show that he had been hit hard, and Liang Sunian couldn't help but hiss.
This... is indeed a bit too cute.
"Oh, by the way, I remembered that I heard something today and forgot to tell you."
Over there, Xiao Chi "killed" Liu Maomao, then ran in and squatted beside them: "There's a pervert who recently came into our school. He likes to harass pretty students at night. It seems that several students in the Foreign Languages School have been harassed by him."
Chen Wenyao was surprised: "Is it true? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Xiao Chi: "They are suppressing the news. They don't allow people to post it on the forum. They are probably afraid that it will have a bad impact on the school if it gets out."
Chen Wenyao suddenly realized: "No wonder the counselor has been telling us to go back to the dormitory early at night and not to hang around outside."
Xiao Chi: "That's right. The school has been trying to catch that pervert. They even increased the number of security guards patrolling the school at night. I don't know if they have caught him."
abnormal
Love to block people at night
Do you like to harass pretty classmates who are alone
Liang Sunian held Chanchan and listened thoughtfully, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Silently, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Litang.
Xiao Chi and Chen Wenyao wanted to discuss in depth the origins of this gangster and where he might be hiding during the day, but a figure flashed in their peripheral vision and Liang Sunian put down the cat and stood up.
Xiao Chi rubbed his greedy little head, looked up and asked him: "Brother Liang, are you going back? Why don't you sit for a while? Let's go in four rows?"
"No." He checked the time and said, "I'm going out for a while."
Chen Wenyao: "It's almost half past nine. Are you afraid of running into a pervert if you still go out at this time?"
"I'm afraid of no pervert."
Liang Su Nian laughed: "But it's really dangerous outside. I have to go pick up a beautiful kid and take him home."