"Sister Yiting, what are you doing?" The ghostly Ye Yuli suddenly appeared behind me and said softly in his unusually "sweet" voice.
A bad feeling came to my heart, and the goose bumps of my life appeared in an instant. Every time he treats me with this attitude, he must have some bad idea brewing in his heart.
Looking at the drawing that was about to be completed on the table, I suddenly remembered that this guy hates what I have with Wan Tengfeng. Instinctively, he held the painting tightly with his hands, turned back slowly, and said with a guilty conscience to Ye Yuli with a smirk: "No... nothing!"
"Oh... Then why are you afraid of me watching?" He deliberately pretended to be confused.
Ahhh! What am I nervous about
Ye Yuli suddenly grabbed my hands despicably.
"Hey hello hello!! What are you doing?" I yelled nervously, for fear that this guy would "mutilate" my painting.
He didn't answer me, put my dying hands together, and grabbed one hand.
Phew----This guy bullies the small with big!
He grabbed the poor "Wan Teng Feng" with his other hand.
Ye Yuli saw the drawing and slowly let go of my hand, the smile on her face disappeared little by little, and the blue veins on her forehead came out one by one, staring at me with complicated eyes.
I got up from the chair "rub----" and reached out to grab the drawing: "Give it back to me!"
He said word by word: "I, no, still...?"
"Um... Don't get me wrong, it's not what you think it is. In short, give it back to me first." As I explained, I stretched out my hand to grab it, begging him not to break it.
He saw that I was so nervous, his eyes suddenly became fierce, his hand held the drawing high, and I couldn't figure it out when I jumped on it.
"Yin, Yi, Ting!" He called my name with difficulty, forcing me to step back step by step.
I stared blankly at him, who was desperately suppressing his anger, at a loss.
What's up with him? Do you need to be so angry? Even if I'm being bullied, it's my business. I'm not that angry. Is he as good as that
"Why? What the hell is this? You like Qiao Jun, but you paint Wan Teng Feng here, what are you thinking in your heart?"
I like Qiao Jun, how does he know
"I..." I said, but I didn't know what to say.
He went on to say: "You always live in your own fantasy, in wishful thinking. You can't see the person who loves you the most in the world! I really don't know what is so good about you as a girl that makes people like you hopelessly. Tell me! Tell me what is good about yourself, why make people sad for you, heartache for you, disappointed for you?" His voice seemed to be condensed with strong sadness.
Is the person in front of him really Ye Yuli
What is he saying
Disappointed? Wishful thinking? like me
Who is the one who loves me the most
I like Qiao Jun. What's wrong? What's wrong with painting Manteng Maple? Does he need to be so angry
I looked innocently into his deep eyes, as if there were many secrets hidden in them.
When I was in a panic, he suddenly took the drawing in front of me and raised it, stretched out his hand... tore it apart! ! !
He said coldly in my ear: "I forbid you to miss Wan Tengfeng! He is not worthy!" My gaze fell on the handful of paper in his hand, and he raised his hand. The pieces spread out in the air, slowly falling from the top of his head, falling...
Broken, broken... I didn't understand what he meant, just staring blankly at the paper falling on the floor.