After Yan Huan'er finished eating, Ma Jianshe walked out of the cafeteria and said, "Go back to the dormitory first, see you later." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" and went separately from the two of them.

Wu Xiaoli and Yan Huan'er walked slowly along the campus arm in arm. It was lazy in the afternoon, and neither of them spoke much.

The sun is really warm at this time. Although it was already late December, the temperature was still comfortable. Yan Huan'er walked for a short distance, and began to sweat a little in her vest, so she took off her coat and held it in her hand.

Wu Xiaoli glanced at Yan Huan'er's green sweater several times, and began to exclaim: "Yan Huan'er, the color of your sweater is very beautiful, and you see that your sweater is not a ball at all, why is this?"

As she spoke, she pulled her sleeves apart: "Look, when I bought it, the store said that it would never be a ball, and I only washed it a few times, and you see that there are a lot of balls in the cuffs, which is really annoying." Is it really a penny for every penny? But my one is also hundreds of dollars, and my mother bought it for me. ”

The implication is a hateful expression.

Yan Huan'er's happiness suddenly came.

"This sweater was knitted by my mother, and as for the yarn, I don't understand, anyway, the sweater my mother knitted for me is very rarely pilling. Don't ask me why, it's a mom sweater. ”

As he spoke, he was happy to himself.

Wu Xiaoli sighed: "Your mother is so good to you." This one was sent last week, right? My mom doesn't even knit sweaters, and I have to beg her to buy me a sweater. ”

Yan Huan'er sighed in Wu Xiaoli's sigh and sighed again, and once again felt the little pride of "I am my mother's child, I am proud".

The two walked to the small lawn, and Wu Xiaoli took Yan Huan'er's hand and sat down. There are also some students sitting or lying on the small lawn, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.

At this time, the scene is a bit like what the book says, pick up a ray of sunshine, be quiet with your years, and the wind blows gently, taking away the entanglement of attachment in your heart.

It can be said that Huan'er's heart is clear, and there is nothing to attach to, so sitting on the lawn, the bottom of her eyes is clean, and it really responds to the kind of transparency where there is no landscape here and its own scenery.

Wu Xiaoli stretched her waist and lay down, covering her eyes with her hands. She's been annoyed lately, but it's true.

Yan Huan'er looked around, there were many female classmates lying down, whether he was elegant or not, the soft lawn was too tempting to her, so she also lay down. Put the clothes in front of him, close his eyes, and lie side by side with Wu Xiaoli.

The sun above their heads was dazzling, and both of them closed their eyes and did not speak, enjoying the laziness of the sun on their bodies. But even if you close your eyes, your eyelids are still pink and tender.

The two lay down for a while, and Wu Xiaoli suddenly spoke: "Hey, Zhang Xiaoyue's application for suspension has been approved, and I heard that her condition has become urgent and she has internal bleeding." ”

Yan Huan'er's pink and tender red world suddenly appeared with a swollen and purple face.

"Maybe she has her own ideas. Anyway, it's just a year off, and the student status is still there, and you can come back to study. ”

Yan Huan'er followed softly. She didn't tell Wu Xiaoli what she saw or what she was doing.

Wu Xiaoli didn't speak again, just sighed, turned over, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

The two of them lay silently for more than ten minutes, and Yan Huan'er felt a little cold on her body. Although there is sunshine, the wind blows for a long time in winter, and it still gives rise to some chills.

Yan Huan'er put away her clothes and sat up. Just as he was putting on his coat, in his sight, he saw Ma Jianshe hurriedly walking forward, and the direction he saw was the girls' dormitory.

Yan Huan'er was stunned for a moment, stood up and walked a few steps and shouted there: "Ma Jianjian, Ma Jianjian." In fact, she didn't know why she was calling Ma Jianjian.

As soon as Ma Jianshe heard someone shouting, he stopped and looked around, and saw Yan Huan'er in the sun with a pergola in his hand, standing on the lawn and calling him.

As soon as I was overjoyed, I ran over. When he reached out in front of Yan Huan'er, he handed over a long small box.

"Yan Huan'er, wipe the back of your hand later, I saw you being burned just now, don't wait for the blisters. ”

When Yan Huan'er heard this, her heart jumped a little. I can't say whether I want to be grateful, or feel embarrassed, or think that it should be like this, anyway, Yan Huan'er was stunned.

Ma Jianjian's face was a little red, and he was a little embarrassed to express his concern for Yan Huan'er so eagerly, but he still felt that he was at ease and steady in his heart after doing so.

Seeing that Yan Huan'er's face was also red, Ma Jianshe stuffed the small box into her hand and said, "Let's go, remember to paint it later." With that, he turned around and ran.

Yan Huan'er looked at his back in a daze and turned the corner before slowly sitting down.

She remembered what the demon said on the day she borrowed money: "Since you can't look down on Ma Jianjian, be direct, don't hurt others, Ma Jianshe is a good person." ”

Turning his head to see Wu Xiaoli sleeping sweetly on the lawn. Ma Jianshe came and went, and she didn't open her eyes.

Yan Huan'er held the burn cream, and her heart began to be a little messy. It would be inaccurate to say that she ignored Ma Jianjian's kindness to herself. She also once asked herself, what's wrong with Ma Jianjian?

She thought about it many times, and it seemed that there was really nothing bad. Even if he asked himself to buy him a dress, Yan Huan'er felt that it was a joke he made with himself.

But what's so good about him?

Yan Huan'er thinks about it, judging from the standards of many of his classmates now, he is really a good one. Da Da is generous and rich, although he is not tall, but none of the sports are left behind. It's also funny.,It's a gentleman to take care of girls.。

Although I don't know his family situation, he is usually generous, optimistic, good at studying, and very sincere to his classmates. The most talked about is that everyone will joke about his face.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan'er couldn't help but laugh, he looked really distinctive. The eyes are quite large, and the face is quite long.

But why didn't I feel that "thumping heart" feeling?

Yan Huan'er boiled down to what she had said, she didn't fall in love for four years. I can't eat well, what kind of love do I have?

What's more, his family will face many problems in the future, and his mother will have to take care of herself in the future, if he accepts Ma Jianjian's good for himself like this, will he misunderstand that he also thinks like this?

Yan Huan'er doesn't want to graft her responsibilities onto anyone else, her mother should take care of herself, before she has the ability to survive, it's too far to think about this.

But how to make Ma Jianshe understand that he just treats him as a good classmate, and he doesn't want to easily step into the pit of love?

If he directly told him that he just wanted to study hard in the past four years, find a good job in the future, take care of his mother, and now he doesn't want to talk about feelings, will Ma Jianshe be unhappy?

But how do you say such a thing? Ma Jianshe didn't say anything special to himself, so he could find a chance to refuse.

For the first time in nineteen years, Yan Huan'er seemed to mess up her heart because of an ointment.

Some things are afraid to be said early, and some things are afraid to be said wrong, so why don't you say them?

Yan Huan'er sat on the lawn and thought about it for a long time, until Wu Xiaoli woke up yawning and stretching her waist, and Yan Huan'er didn't come up with any conclusions.

Wu Xiaoli's face was pink and red because it was sunburned, like a big apple, Yan Huan'er smiled when she saw it. She quietly hid the ointment in her coat pocket.

The two stood up, patted the little grass clippings on their bodies, and walked towards the dormitory. Isn't this the life of a student? It will be cloudy for a while, and sunny for a while.

Yan Huan'er quickly put her troubles behind.

Maybe it didn't happen, but I just thought too much. Ma Jianshe is also very good to other students, so don't break this atmosphere of harmony.

Yan Huan'er also left Ma Jianshe behind.

In the evening, Yan Huan'er came to the school gate as promised.

At 5:50, classmate Comb reminded Yan Huan'er on time.

When Yan Huan'er was eating, she hurriedly took two bites, hurriedly returned to the dormitory, washed her face, and ran out again.

If she hadn't wanted to bring the demon with her, Yan Huan'er wouldn't have gone back to the dormitory again, but the demon didn't know where to go on a date, so Yan Huan'er had to come alone.

When I arrived at the school gate, there were a few classmates at the exhibition window, but Yan Huan'er didn't recognize which one was a comb.

Yan Huan'er just turned her head to look there, and slowly moved to the whole school scenery map.

If you look closely, this painting is really realistic. Yan Huan'er was admiring, and suddenly saw the signature "Mi Lang" underneath, and after being stunned for a while, her heart began to surge.

Yan Huan'er goes in and out here every day, and rarely stops to take a serious look at this painting. Although Mi Tian mentioned it that day, Yan Huan'er didn't pay attention to it at all. At that time, her little heart was beating "fluttering", and she couldn't hear anyone else's speech.

But today, when she suddenly saw Mi Lang's signature, Yan Huan'er felt that what Mi Tian said was not an exaggeration at all, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the whole painting was majestic.

Yan Huan'er doesn't know how to draw, she only knows that the paintings are too similar. Even the place where you are standing can be completely restored in the painting, isn't it too interesting?

Yan Huan'er didn't know why, as long as she thought of Mi Lang, her heart would "plop" and jump.

After returning from the island, Yan Huan'er never saw Mi Lang and Mi Tian again. Even if I went to a restaurant to eat, I never met it.

When they ate with Han Yuxin and them, they would hear Mi Lang's name once or twice from their mouths, because they were very keen to talk about the male gods on campus.

Yan Huan'er usually doesn't interject, she can't keep up with their rhythm.

As for the people who were talking about who was in what class, who was in what class, who was going to hand over the small note, Yan Huan'er only felt that they were very magical and nervous, how did this information come out? Girls are so active, won't they be laughed at by others?

Yan Huan'er looked at this painting very seriously, and even remembered the painting in the tunnel. There was a surge of happiness in my heart. It turns out that he has existed in the pen of Ye Mi Lang.

Yan Huan'er stared at the picture a little greedily, and saw the school gate in the painting, which was the place where she was standing now, and she hated to become a villain for a while, and she also got into the painting.