Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 2 I like your paintings very much
It wasn't until his legs became numb that Lan Song propped his hands on the ground, slowly sat down on the sofa, and looked up at the outside, it was pitch black before he knew it.Thinking about going back to the dormitory at night, Lan Song started to pack his things, put on his coat, carried his schoolbag, took the keys, opened the door and went out.

Riding the bicycle slowly, Lan Song felt the cold wind on his face, and then shook off the discomfort in his heart.The school is her habitat and a place for her healing. No one here knows her past, which makes her feel at ease. It seems that everything can be regarded as non-existent, everything can be erased, and everything can be restarted.Lan Song wants to rearrange her life, the life she wants, she doesn't want to pay attention to the blind date her mother said, she doesn't want to step into that dark vortex again for her mother - marriage.Lan Song hoped that God would understand her. It was not because she was unfilial, or because she wanted to make her mother sad.Lan Song hopes to repay her mother's nurturing grace, but not with her own life, although her mother doesn't know what Lan Song thinks.It doesn't matter, what other people do is other people's business, and it is Lan Song's requirement to do what he should do.In fact, Lan Song is a kind person, but he doesn't know why he walked those roads.

Riding on the campus road, under the dim street lights in front of him, Lan Song saw a figure from behind, and walked slowly.Lan Song's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she thought of the pair of cold eyes she saw in the afternoon.Lan Song shook his head, if the mood was sore when he was on the phone with her mother before, then there is a trace of unreasonable pain in the mood now.Lan Song thought that if she was like other girls, she would bravely go up to say hello, even ask his name, and then become a familiar friend.But now Lan Song is an ostrich, she dare not, for fear of knowing this boy, she feels that she is not qualified.Lan Song smiled wryly, and continued to pass by the figure at the original speed.

Song Yichen knew that the girl riding a bicycle in front of him, Lan Song... blue blue, singing Song... Song Yichen silently uttered the sound of Lan Song, savoring it carefully and slowly, unexpectedly there was a trace of blue song in his heart. Inexplicably sweet.Song Yichen has never been in a relationship before, so he doesn't know what it's like to like someone, but he thinks there is a girl with a nice name, Lan Song.Song Yichen walked slowly back to the dormitory along the route that Lan Song had ridden.

When Lan Song returned to the dormitory, Ai Lai was already in the dormitory, and was in front of the computer, relentlessly retouching the landscape pictures she took. It was taken by her in the afternoon with Song Yichen and Zhang Yangrui, and she was going to participate in a photography competition.All three of them are students of the Academy of Fine Arts, seniors.

"I'm back." Seeing Lan Song, Ai Lai greeted.

"Yeah." Lan Song untied his schoolbag and put it on the desk, then picked up the mug on the desk, and went to the water dispenser to drink water.

"Hey, do you know that Zhang Yangrui? He seems to be interested in you." Ai Lai continued to speak weakly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lan Song seemed to be choked by Ai Lai's words, and coughed.

"Hahahahaha, don't be nervous, if you are also interested, I will help you connect, huh?" Seeing Lan Song's reaction, Ai Lai suddenly regained his energy.

"Who, who are you going to connect with?" Fan Hua, who just came in, interrupted loudly, very interested in this gossip topic.She is a senior in law school.

"That's right, that's right, tell me quickly, classmate Ai." Ji Jiaqi came back together, and she was a classmate of Fan Hua.

The originally quiet dormitory became lively because of the return of the two of them, and they spared no effort to pick up Lan Song's affairs.

"My good seniors, please forgive me. I will treat you to a big dinner next week, okay?" Because Lan Song is a sophomore, she has become the youngest in this dormitory, although she dare not mention herself to them. In fact, his age is older than all three of them.

"Hahaha, okay, for the sake of the feast, I'll help you reject Zhang Yangrui, that stinky boy." Ailai swindled the peace out of conscience, but she had already helped Lan Song push Zhang Yangrui.Ai Lai thought that early push and late push are the same, and this big meal is not considered to be a scam for Lan Song.

"Wow, our sister Lan Song is so generous and sensible." Because of a big meal, she successfully bought Fan Hua's heart.

"Zhang Yangrui? That boy from your Academy of Fine Arts?" Ji Jiaqi asked Ai Lai in surprise when she heard the familiar name that had been lingering in her heart.Recalling the last time I was running, a football rolled over from nowhere, so Ji Jiaqi stopped and stopped the football that continued to roll forward.Just when Ji Jiaqi didn't know what to do with the football, a tall boy with a big smile ran over from a distance against the light of the setting sun and shouted: "Student, this way." When it came to the eyes, Ji Jiaqi was still stunned by the boy's bright smile and couldn't move her eyes away.Seeing that Ji Jiaqi didn't throw the ball over, Zhang Yangrui simply ran to Ji Jiaqi, took the football from Ji Jiaqi's arms, "Thank you, classmate." After speaking, he ran to the football field.It was not until Zhang Yangrui ran to the middle of the football field to continue playing that Ji Jiaqi realized that she continued to run with an inexplicably excited heart.What the hell was I doing just now, why did I just froze like this.It took only two or three minutes, but the figure running towards her against the light remained in Ji Jiaqi's heart.Later, through Islay, I found out that he was Zhang Yangrui from the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Ai Lai was surprised by Ji Jiaqi's reaction.

"Oh, no, it's nothing..." Realizing that she had overreacted, Ji Jiaqi turned around and sorted out her books.

No one noticed Ji Jiaqi, everyone was immersed in the free weekend meal.Lan Song went to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face, ready to work before going to bed. "Googoo..." But the stomach growled untimely.Lan Song pressed her stomach and continued to wash, only then remembered that she forgot to eat dinner, her mother is really powerful.

"Hey, Lan Song, there will be an art exhibition in our Academy of Fine Arts in two days, do you want to come and see it together?" Ai Lai looked up and asked Lan Song who was already lying on the bed listening to Japanese.

When you go to the Academy of Fine Arts, will you meet him, that boy who doesn't even know his name and only met once?Lan Song didn't answer Ai Lai's question, but he was already entangled with several questions in his heart.But there is nothing, isn't it?Maybe that boy didn't notice him at all, what is he struggling with, Lan Song.

Did not hear Lan Song's answer, Ai Lai asked a little louder, "Hey, Lan Song, are you going?"

"Ai Lai, I want to go and have a look too, can I?" I didn't wait for Lan Song's answer, but I unexpectedly waited for Ji Jiaqi's initiative.

"Well, go ahead, I like to look at paintings." Although Lan Song is an idiot, she likes painting, especially ink painting, so Islay asked her, a layman, to go.Lan Song moved into this dormitory and knew that Ai Lai was studying art, so he said that there was an art exhibition and asked her to go with her. That's why Lan Song in the whole dormitory was the closest to I Lai because of the painting.It's just that Lan Song doesn't know that in the future, she will be crazily pursued by the most famous talent in the academy.

"That's good, how about we go have a big meal together after the art exhibition?" Fan Hua, who loves to eat, can't do without eating.

In this way, after the appointment, everyone was busy with their own business, but Ji Jiaqi couldn't calm down at all. She secretly glanced at Lan Song opposite, and didn't know whether she was happy or jealous of Lan Song's rejection of Zhang Yangrui.Thinking of the possibility that Zhang Yangrui might fall in love with Lan Song, Ji Jiaqi couldn't help feeling sour and bitter, because she obviously fell in love with him first.Close your eyes, that day's playground, that day's sunset, and that day's smile kept surging in Ji Jiaqi's mind, and they couldn't get rid of it.

Time passed day by day, everyone was in different departments, each took their own classes, and before we knew it, it was the weekend.The sun was lazily shining on the body in the winter afternoon, and Ai Lai called and said that the three of them were already in the Academy of Fine Arts, and asked Lan Song to find them by himself.Because the School of Foreign Languages ​​and the Academy of Fine Arts are far away, Lan Song has never been to the Academy of Fine Arts since his sophomore year.Lan Song knew the general location of the Academy of Fine Arts, and Ai Lai told her, but she was not sure if the building in front of her was the Academy of Fine Arts. Seeing a boy sitting with his back facing him reading a book, Lan Song walked over with his bicycle , and asked, "Student, may I ask, is this the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Hearing the voice, Song Yichen raised his head, turned around, and looked at the inquiring person, but saw an unexpected person.Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Lan Song paused. Unexpectedly, it was him. Lan Song felt a little regretful. She bit her lower lip and pushed the bicycle forward again before Song Yichen could answer.

"This is the Academy of Fine Arts." A cold voice came from behind, like his eyes.

"Well, thank you." Lan Song stopped, but didn't look back, just nodded, and hurriedly pushed the bicycle forward.Why do you have to run away in such a desperate way every time you see him?Lan Song, Lan Song, why are you so awkward?
"Lan Song, this way." Ai Lai just came out from the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts and saw Lan Song.

"Here we come." After locking the bicycle, Lan Song walked towards Islay.

Song Yichen closed the book, he was not in the mood to read any more, originally he hid outside to read because he thought it was too noisy inside, but when he saw Lan Song going in, he also went in unconsciously.

Through the gate, there is a hall surrounded by works of art, including oil paintings, watercolor paintings, Chinese paintings, sketches, and even comics.Looking at the dazzling array of works, Lan Song walked towards the position of traditional Chinese paintings. She liked the paintings drawn with thick or light ink the most.The goal was a majestic painting of a sea of ​​clouds, towering mountains, and a sea of ​​clouds. These are the elements that Lan Song likes. She just stood there, watching, without moving a step.

"Like this painting?" I don't know when Ai Lai came behind Lan Song and asked Lan Song.

"Well, I like it." Lan Song replied with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, great talent, this girl said she likes your paintings very much." Islay shouted behind her again with a big mouth.

Lan Song couldn't help turning around curiously to look at the author of this masterpiece, but he saw those cold eyes again.Lan Song's heart couldn't help beating, her face turned red in an instant, her hands were tightly grasping the strap of the satchel, she didn't look into Song Yichen's eyes, she just smiled slightly, then lowered her head and looked to the side in a dispirited manner. go.

Song Yichen's mood improved unknowingly. He has been busy for a whole week for this art exhibition. Because of Islay's sentence "this girl said that she likes your paintings very much", she was so depressed that she was swept away in an instant. , the corners of her mouth could not help but slightly raised, thinking in her heart, as long as she likes it.

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