Tang Ling, who skipped club class, leaned on the window sill with her hands on her chin, her clear eyes looking at the students lined up inside who were painting quietly.
Two buttons on the collar of his shirt were unbuttoned, and the warm sunlight was backlighting on his body. The scene was like a winter oil painting, beautiful and moving.
In the corner of the drawing room, a handsome, elegant boy is holding a pencil and sketching something on the drawing paper.
It was originally an inconspicuous corner, but from the moment the boy entered and sat down, several girls with ulterior motives were leaning towards his position intentionally or unintentionally.
Even the look in his eyes was full of love that could not be concealed.
Tang Ling had just arrived, so Yun Xiao, who was concentrating on drawing, probably didn't notice his appearance.
Although the relationship between the two became somewhat estranged, he often dared to peek at Zonai under the pretense of visiting him, but today it was Zonai who went out to compete.
And for some reason, he just wanted to come here.
Yun Xiao is so popular.
It would be great if he could write like a god, so that he could learn from Yun Xiao instead of just staring here.
As if aware of his arrival, Yun Xiao glanced sideways at him, and Tang Ling immediately waved to say hello.
Yun Xiao probably didn't notice him, so he turned his head and started talking in a low voice to the female classmate beside him.
The hand that was hanging in the air was quickly withdrawn by Tang Ling and placed on his forehead. He smiled awkwardly and continued to look inside pretending not to care.
Just one chat in this classroom will cause a large number of students to gossip together.
Tang Ling watched Yun Xiao talking intently, guessing what his lips were saying.
After looking at it for a while, he couldn't read the lips and quickly gave up.
Let's just chat, and we can't come up with any tricks.
Thinking like this, unexpectedly, Yun Xiao's laughter suddenly came over, and Tang Ling was stunned.
I haven't seen him smile in this period of time, but now he can smile so eye-catchingly.
"Don't smile at them..." Tang Ling muttered in frustration, put her hands down from the window sill, and left the painting room corridor without raising her head.
Yun Xiao inside immediately noticed his leaving figure, and when he put down his pen and was about to follow, the girl next to him grabbed his sleeve and asked: "Yun Xiao, who did you just say likes to drink ice drinks? "
Yun Xiao politely pulled his sleeves away from her fingers, nodded and said, "It's Tang Ling. He likes to drink ice."
After that, he stood up and followed Tang Ling's disappearing figure.
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Tang Ling left the painting studio and walked alone on the gravel road. He planned to go home by himself today without waiting for Yun Xiao.
"Let's see why you think I'm air?"
"How can you be decent if you don't draw properly while talking and laughing?"
"Don't you know that you need to calm down to draw well?"
He lowered his head in frustration, muttering to himself as he walked, kicking pebbles with his white shoes, not realizing that Yun Xiao was following him behind him.
"Then you promise me that you will only come to see me paint alone from now on. Okay?"
Yun Xiao's voice sounded, and Tang Ling turned around in fright. Yun Xiao in front of him had a smile in his eyes and looked very happy.
The scene seemed to be still.
Everything in front of me suddenly became blurry, leaving only a scarlet...
The man lying in the aisle of the cabin was covered in blood. The blood kept spreading behind his head. His eyes were soaked in blood and he couldn't see clearly.
The strong smell of engine oil mixed with the smell of blood filled the cabin.
The plane shook violently, and Tang Ling and the surrounding passengers were knocked to the ground by wing fragments that were thrown into the cabin.
His breathing was weak and his consciousness gradually became chaotic. The thick smoke choked him and he suddenly gasped and coughed, blood gushed out of his mouth, and pain penetrated his whole body, feeling hot and hot.
Tang Ling couldn't help but closed her eyes, feeling that death was getting closer and closer to her.
Is this... a revolving door
What appeared in his mind was still Yun Xiao's face, with a bright smile.
He remembered that he seemed to have agreed, and then Yun Xiao resumed getting along with him as before, and the relationship was even better.
So, is it possible that Yun Xiao... also liked him
But now, he has to break his promise first...