Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 78
Ding Shuijing is familiar to everyone only because in the first class, she sat in the middle of the first row and actually drew the teacher's cartoons in the notebook.Lao Tian took the drawing paper away with a trick of "snatching the white blade with empty hands" and glared at her, but Ding Shuijing just smiled lightly and asked calmly: "Teacher, look, do I look like the picture?"

Looking back, it's really strange. This class has been held for many years, and the classroom atmosphere has always been dead. That day, a few students booed and said, let's show it.Lao Tian, ​​who had been giving lectures with a straight face all the time, took a peek at it himself, and burst out laughing, and everyone became more daring to say show it, show it.

Sure enough, it was very similar, with Lao Tian's protruding ears, dark face and signature crooked smile-there was a lot of laughter, and there was actually applause.Lao Tian said: "If you didn't look like you, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Come on, go to the podium and report yourself."

"Hi everyone, my name is Ding Shuijing, and I am a freshman majoring in international law at the School of International Politics."

Lao Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, I thought the talented girl was from an art academy. Don't draw so well next time, and I won't notice you. Sometimes talent is also a burden."

Ding Shuijing was absent-minded for a moment, then shrugged and said "Thank you teacher".Luo Yang still doesn't know what happened to him at that time. When Ding Shuijing returned to her seat, she handed her a note from behind, which said: "Hello, I am Luoyang from the Department of Mathematics. I am already a senior. Behind you, let's get to know each other."

Very frivolous strike up.

A year later, at the graduation reception, Luo Yang stood on the stage to toast and spoke, and the students below suddenly booed, asking the model couple Luo Yang and Chen Jing to tell about their love history, starting from when they first met.Luo Yang didn't like noisy scenes, and seeing all the familiar and unfamiliar faces below made his scalp tingle.But there was nothing unbearable, after all, in the eyes of others, he couldn't be more compatible with such a lively and warm scene.

"That's how I got to know each other." He said casually.

"It's just the same table in high school," Chen Jing gently continued from the side, "It was the first sentence I said to him in the first year of high school."

"What, it turned out that sister-in-law took the initiative. We have misunderstood for so many years, the boss is too shameless." The third child in the dormitory booed from the bottom.

"Do you think I'm like you, and it's my job to chat up pretty girls?"

As soon as Luo Yang finished speaking, he was stunned by everyone's laughter.

At that moment, he seemed to see Ding Shuijing turn around again, with a lazy smile on her pretty face. "Well, I hate math the most. Hello."

After greeting Ding Shuijing like this, the two of them didn't speak again. Before the next week's medieval history class, when Luoyang walked into the classroom, he saw Ding Shuijing sitting in the first row waving to him with a generous smile on his face.So he went and sat with her.

There are two books on Ding Shuijing's desk, one is the textbook "A Brief History of the Middle Ages" assigned by Lao Tian, ​​and the other is actually her beautiful graffiti book.Ding Shuijing is not serious about listening to the class, and always doodles on the book. Sometimes Lao Tian does not know what touched her, and she will quickly open the doodle book and scribble for a while.

Ding Shuijing always sits in the first row, and her paintings will always be discovered by Lao Tian. She is not afraid of being discovered, and still lazily picks up Lao Tian's words.In Luoyang's mind, there is very little knowledge about the history of the Middle Ages, but he still remembers Ding Shuijing's mobile phone that vibrates frequently.She seems to have so many friends, she keeps texting, and the sound of crackling keys is like a firewood burning in winter.

It happened to be a mid-term impromptu debate, and law students and history students scrambled to stand up and make a speech.Lao Tian also participated in the comments with high spirits, as if turning back the years and his wrinkles have been stretched.Finally, Lao Tian finally thought of Ding Shuijing. Before the get out of class was over, he looked at Ding Shuijing with an interesting smile on his face and said, "Our comrade artist wants to say something?"

At that time, Ding Shuijing had just pushed Luoyang and said, "Look, look", when she was called by name unexpectedly, she uttered a loud voice: "Ah?"

Luoyang heard laughter, very kind laughter.Everyone regards this little sister as a confused and funny character.She is the mascot of the classroom, everyone loves her, and she is often greeted by people when they enter the classroom.When Luoyang asked, Ding Shuijing would often restore a lazy expression and say, "Actually, I don't know him."

Ding Shuijing stood up slowly, first glanced at Luoyang, and then smiled at Laotian, with a flattering smile like a granddaughter.Everyone focused on her because of her strange quietness, waiting for her to tell the same good-looking jokes as before.However, Ding Shuijing's gentle voice, fluent language and angelic smile on her face turned the atmosphere around.

Ding Shuijing's eloquent talk that day made Laotian very happy, but Luoyang was very confused.When Lao Tian was summing up, Luo Yang asked Ding Shuijing: "What did you push me to say?" Ding Shuijing quickly opened the doodle book, pointed to a head on it and said, "Look, doesn't this person look like the one who just said 'faith is thought? A sign of laziness' that boy?"

Big nose and kind eyes, and a mess of hair.

"Well, like, of course."

Ding Shuijing smiled smugly, and scribbled two more strokes on the notebook: "Look, does he look like Lao Tian now?"

Luo Yang almost didn't spit out a mouthful of water. Sure enough, Ding Shuijing's behavior made Luo Yang suspect for a moment that the boy who spoke was Lao Tian's illegitimate son.

What Luoyang appreciates is that she didn't fail to notice everyone's appreciation for her speech - after all, the person who can make such a wonderful and generous impromptu speech cannot be someone who doesn't know how to understand the audience, but Ding Shuijing seems to be used to it , not out of shyness and modesty to avoid talking with Luoyang, but because I am used to it, so I am lazy and have no excitement and pride.

So Luoyang didn't praise her, and didn't smile gently like other girls and said: "Ah, who said that beautiful women don't have ink in their stomachs?"

Luo Yang has never been a person who likes to care about winning or losing and his aura. He has a transparent heart, is steady in his work, and is very popular. Naturally, he will not feel inferior in front of her.But for some reason, he just didn't want to praise her, and he didn't want her to look at him in surprise like she treats others, and then said lightly: "Oh, thank you, that's all, it's nothing special." In Ding Shuijing's heart, she will be classified as a certain kind of ordinary person, and there is no possibility of becoming special again.

special.Luo Yang stared at the amber light and shadow in that old classroom, and slowly, slowly, he began to feel the heart in his chest beating extraordinarily powerfully, thumping like a powerful water pump, and even his ears began to roar.He turned his head to look at her, and found that she was also looking at him sideways, with a playful smile, which contained a tacit understanding that was revealed prematurely and the joy that followed.

She has a nice smile.he thinks.

Life is always dark and shallow, light and shadow interlaced.Some people get rich and colorful, some people pass by lightly, and some people pass through your life repeatedly without leaving traces.And for some people, the relationship is embedded deep in the brain circuit, and walks into the memory, as if they came uninvited and expired.

"You are really aura in painting," he took the graffiti and carefully examined the direction and texture of each stroke, then suddenly turned to look at her, "Can you draw a portrait of me?"

They were a little close, and Luo Yang realized this when he turned his head. He shrank his neck back calmly, and held up the paper as if he was serious, shaking it towards the direction of the light on the other side.

He heard Ding Shuijing laughing behind his back.When she turned around, she was already drawing with a notebook, but she blocked it with her left hand to prevent him from seeing the graffiti process.

"It's embarrassing for others to look at me." She didn't raise her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were bent.

However, what Luoyang saw was the portrait of two people, half-length, standing side by side, close to the left and right sides of the paper, leaving a blank space in the middle.

"This is……"

"I think that the characteristics and charm of a person are easiest to show when interacting with others. I haven't seen what you look like when you are with others, so I drew us."

Luo Yang stared intently, the self in the painting didn't know why, it seemed to be too lively, like a freshman.

"Where is the interaction in this painting?"

"Of course." Ding Shuijing drew a circle on the paper with the other end of the charcoal pencil, paused, then raised her head and smiled, laughing so hard that Luo Yang dared not look directly at her, "Can't you see it?"

"Okay, then give this painting to me."

"No, I think the painting is very good, I want to keep it for myself."

It's strange for women to be vexatious.Fortunately, Chen Jing is not like this.

Sometimes, of course, there's nothing wrong with being weird.he thinks.

When get out of class was over, Chen Jing suddenly appeared at the door, beckoned to him, pointed to the takeaway in her right hand, and tilted her head gently with a smile.

Luoyang saw Ding Shuijing's sly smile from the corner of her eye, gossiping just right.

"Girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yes." He nodded to Ding Shuijing, picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom first.

"Sister?" Chen Jing asked.

"Yes."

Turning his head, he saw the girl lying on the table looking at a certain point on the ground, her beautiful profile was like a quiet oil painting.The midday sun leaked into the lecture theater through the gaps in the heavy wine-red curtains, hitting her just right, like the chasing light favored by God.

She also happened to turn her face to look at them, with the corners of her mouth curled up, looking thoughtfully.

Luoyang's heart skipped a beat.

Many things in the world begin with that thoughtful glance.

"Sister?" He came back to his senses, and Chen Jing beside him was still smiling softly, as if time was spinning.

"You asked just now." He smiled, took the takeaway with his left hand, and gently held her with his right hand.

The phone in the trouser pocket dinged, indicating new information.

It was Ding Shuijing who said: "The relationship between you and your girlfriend is really interesting."

He didn't know what this sentence meant.

(End of this chapter)