Behind Lu Mian is a calligraphy and painting academy with white walls and blue tiles, cornices and columns, carved beams and painted buildings, and golden nails and vermilion households.
Beside her is a persimmon tree that is so dry that only its branches are left, and Yushu Qiongzhi, which has a unique charm.
And she, wearing a black windbreaker, stood quietly in this picturesque scenery.
She herself is a landscape.
Mo Si stepped forward hesitantly, and when he wanted to persuade him, his ears suddenly pricked up, and he heard the sound of an engine coming from far and near.
Soon, within three seconds, a black jeep appeared 100 meters away from the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.
The car braked sharply, and the wheels slid a long track on the ground before coming to a complete stop.
Lu Mian withdrew her hand slowly, and turned her head slightly to look at the jeep that came suddenly.
Soon, I saw a man wearing a long windbreaker with a icy aura coming down from the car.
"Master Mo!"
Mo Si was both surprised and happy, and shouted out directly.
Xiao Qimo walked in the white snow and came straight to Lu Mian in the snow. He looked at the girl who tilted her head cutely, her face full of surprises.
This is no surprise.
In any case, he couldn't rest assured that she didn't care.
Therefore, when he saw Mo Si's text message, he immediately put down the video conference and went straight to the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.
Mo Si didn't explain clearly what happened, and his heart was also hanging all the way.
Mo Si nodded respectfully while quietly checking the time.
Hey, I didn't expect that Mo Ye was also an invisible drag racing master.
The ground was covered with snow, and it only took him 20 minutes to get to the Painting and Calligraphy Academy.
How dangerous!
But Xiao Qimo couldn't care about these anymore, his mind and heart were all about Lu Mian, even though he knew she was very powerful, he was still worried.
He didn't feel relieved until he saw her calm and complete at this moment.
What followed immediately was guilt and self-blame rushing to my heart.
It's his fault, he shouldn't be angry with her yesterday.
What can she understand? She has such a personality, so why is he awkward
He has endured it for such a long time, why should he be in a hurry for that moment
Xiao Qimo breathed out silently, met Lu Mian's smiling almond eyes, and strode over.
"Lu Mian, how are you?" Xiao Qimo asked her three steps away.
Lu Mian pursed her lips, didn't speak, just stood in the snow, smiling quietly.
Xiao Qimo frowned.
Her eyes are not right.
When he got closer, mixed with the coldness of snowflakes, he could smell the alcohol on her body, which was quite heavy.
The man's gaze immediately fell on Mo Si's body. The cold air was wrapped in the icy cold, which was even more frightening than this icy and snowy weather.
Mo Si almost knelt down and reported honestly.
"Miss Lu drank half a catty of rice wine."
half a catty...
Xiao Qimo was a little bit over the top, and even a little bit congested.
This girl gets drunk after just one sip of red wine, but she still dares to drink half a catty of rice wine with this physique. Does she have some misunderstanding about her drinking capacity? !
What's the matter with her, she has to drink to solve the problem
The man gave Mo Si a deep look, and had no time to care about him. When he looked at Lu Mian again, there was already a bit of tenderness and probing in his tone.
"Professor Lu?"
When he called "Lu Mian", no one responded.
When he called "Professor Lu", Lu Mian moved.
The girl looked at the gentle and elegant handsome face in front of her, and the smile on her face deepened. Her big watery eyes curved into beautiful arcs. She shook her head and explained sternly: "I'm not Professor Lu, I'm It's your girlfriend."
girlfriend
The man froze suddenly, and his slightly decadent facial features were covered with a layer of darkness again. Obviously, he did not accept this kind of rhetoric.
He knew she was drunk, and he knew she was unintentional, but these three words still hurt his heart.
"Why make such a joke again." He murmured softly, seeming to be laughing at himself: "We don't need to pretend anymore."
These words were so sad that Mo Si felt it.
"Mo, Master Mo... not..."
Mo Si's weak voice was caught in the throat by Xiao Qimo's sharp eyes.
Mo Strontium: Alright, you didn’t let me say it.
Lu Mian was also bewildered by his sudden depression, took a step back awkwardly, and raised her head mistyly.
His facial features were all wounded, and he stared at her sadly and disappointedly.
"I'm sorry..." Lu Mian shook her head, obviously she had a lot to say, but when it came to her lips, there were only these three words.
My mind was in a mess and I didn't know what to do or what to say.
She wasn't good at expressing her feelings.
"Let's go back."
After a long time, Xiao Qimo took a deep look at the girl and opened his mouth lightly.
Since there was no class, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what the reason is today, I still take her back to sober up first, so as not to feel uncomfortable the next day.
Xiao Qimo took the lead in turning around, and quickly hid his gloomy and lonely emotions in his eyes, but the tall and tall figure was even more depressed.
"Director Qi, I have something to tell you!"
Lu Mian took a step forward, trying to take his hands out of his pockets, but put them back when he saw his alienated back.
She stood where she was, with her head raised slightly, staring at her toes, poking the snow on the ground one after another.
Xiao Qimo paused.
Behind him, there was a clear and hesitant voice, soft and gentle.
"Director Qi, can you stop being angry? Anger can easily induce myocardial infarction, acute coronary syndrome, indigestion, liver and lung damage... and high blood pressure..."
Xiao Qimo closed his eyes and interrupted her.
"Lu Mian, is that all you want to tell me?"
Not only was Xiao Qimo not comforted, but his cerebral congestion became more serious.
He's almost pissed off now.
He turned around and looked at the bewildered girl, with a bit of irritability in his forbearance: "I don't want to hear this."
"Then...then what do you want to hear?" Lu Mian raised her head again.
Looking at it this way, she is still a little bit pitiful at this moment. The cheeks and the tip of the nose are pink, and a pair of big misty eyes are blinking, which inadvertently stirs people's hearts.
Xiao Qimo staggered his eyes and looked elsewhere.
"I want to hear what's in your heart." He took a deep breath, "Have you ever felt my liking for you, and do you want to create a home with me? That night, there were no movies at all, those pictures , I originally wanted to be with you... "
"Don't say it!"
The man didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted again.
Lu Mian recalled what he said at the door of the room that night, she subconsciously stretched out her fingers, pressed Xiao Qimo's lips, and blocked his next words.
Xiao Qimo's eyes gradually dimmed.
Still don't let me talk.
He didn't even have the qualifications to say that.
Lu Mian took a deep breath, "Don't tell me, let me tell you."