Walking in the quiet corridor of the Red Devil Pavilion, Chen An originally wanted to go back to the room to rest, but on the way, he kept thinking of what Cui Xiang said before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alas~ Really, I still can't let go of my heart."

Suddenly sighing, Chen An stopped and changed directions, and walked towards the library with a muttering to himself.

Library.

As Suika said, Pache is the only one here now.

At the magic lamp on the table, which glowed softly but brightly, Pache was scribbling on the paper with all the pens she was bored with.

Originally, I was too lazy to go out, so I stayed in the library to read, but I couldn't lift my spirits and concentrate inexplicably, so it ended up like this.

With superb drawing skills, he took a pencil and drew a lifelike half-length sketch of someone on white paper.

Patchouli stared at someone who was active on the paper and looked at her with a smile.

After a while, she suddenly came back to her senses, touched her inexplicably hot face, and suddenly gritted her teeth.

"I ignore you, you dare to ignore me all the time, you idiot!"

Muttering and cursing to someone, an annoyed Patchouli decided to write the word stupid on someone's forehead as punishment.

You can pick up the pen, put your hand down, lift it, put it down, lift it, just be reluctant to start.

Discovering this, Patchouli suddenly became depressed.

"Woo~ This guy is really a nasty ......"

Muttering, Patchouli had to take a step back and instead of writing on someone's forehead, she instead wrote on the blank space left on a blank piece of paper.

With great resentment, she wrote the word stupid on the piece of paper, followed by a long line of exclamation points.

This didn't please Pachua, so after thinking about it, she added a big one in front of the stupid again!

Big Fool!!

In this way, Patchouli was finally satisfied.

She looked at her masterpiece with admiration and made up her mind at the same time.

In the future, I will paste this sketch on the head of the bed, and I will scold it every day when I get up and rest!

"Uh-huh, yes, that's it."

Just as Patch was imagining such a scene, talking to herself, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile, Chen An happened to walk into the library.

Chen An was holding a plate in his hand, on which was a pot of black tea that had just been brewed in the kitchen and an upside-down teacup, and when he walked into the library, he saw Patchouli sitting there smirking, very curious.

"Patsy, what's that?"

Pache "......"

Choreographed someone, and someone appeared, which surprised her.

Seeing Chen An walking towards her, Patchouli was even more panicked, for fear that the things she had painted before would be discovered, so she hurriedly covered her work with a book and quickly hid it.

When Chen An walked to her side, she coughed dryly and barely recovered her former appearance.

It's as if she was secretly painting Chen An before, and it was not herself who scolded Chen An, and Patchouli was very cold to Chen An.

"Why are you here?"

Although he was very curious about what Patchouli was hiding in a hurry before, Chen An knew that Patchouli would definitely not say it, so he didn't ask.

He placed the teacup in front of Pache and poured hot black tea on it.

Not only that, but because Patchouli had some low blood sugar, Chen An also added some sugar to the black tea.

He laughed.

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard that you were left alone in the library, so I didn't feel at ease and came over to take a look."

Worried about me?

Pachouli's heart was soft, and she hurriedly lowered her head and took a sip of black tea, not wanting Chen An to find out the emotion in her eyes.

The mellow black tea poured into the stomach with a hint of sweetness, and the hot temperature seemed to warm the heart.

She sipped the black tea carefully, did not look up, and her tone became more and more cold.

"You don't have to take care of my business, you just have to take care of yourself."

"That's ......"

Chen An fell silent. And his silence made Patchouli's heart suddenly lift.

She was a little worried, worried that Chen An would be like the previous times, unable to stand her coldness and turn away.

Although she has been cold-talking during this time, Patchouli is just angry with Chen An.

inexplicably made her amnesia, and she became a waste and hid underground for a few months, and finally her memory came back, but others couldn't find it.

I missed it for more than half a year, and it was not easy to get the news, and I even ran out of Gensokyo for this.

When we met, there was no explanation of expectation, no complaint of fear, as if nothing had happened, just the same hippie smile as before.

I like him like that, but I'm angry with him like that.

But I finally found him, and with a trace of guilt in my heart, I decided not to investigate the matter.

However, just one week later, he disappeared again.

Although there was no amnesia this time, combined with the situation at the time, it was even more worrying.

Another week, he came back, expecting to be explained this time, but he still didn't see anything happening.

It's still so casual, so hippie and smiling is out of tune.

From the time of acquaintance to the present, he never seems to like to explain, no matter what it is!

Even if he died, even if he was injured, even if he was disabled, he always did.

Stubborn, I bear everything with a smile on my own.

Obviously, she has always been by his side, but she has never been able to help him, on the contrary, she has been helped.

It's a great feeling to be guarded, but it's also terrible!

She didn't want him to stand there alone all the time, and then smile and bear everything for everyone, but wanted to be by his side and bear it with him.

This is true of the present, or the sad past, or anything else.

But why, he never refused?

Is it so difficult to be just weak once in a while and lighten your burden?

For this, she was angry, very angry, very angry.

I was so angry that I could even ignore him for so long, just wanting to be able to share a little bit for him.

Unfortunately, he didn't seem to know about her idea. Or know, but pretend not to know.

I'd rather endure those cold receptions, but never compromise.

These days of stalemate, Patchouli actually regrets it a little.

Maybe you shouldn't be so impatient and force him.

Leaving early and returning late, not only don't you want to endure the cold reception, but it's actually an attitude, right?

Of course, regret is regret, but Patchouli always can't let go, preferring to complain about herself 10,000 times in her heart while being hard-mouthed, but she refuses to take the initiative to admit regret.

But unexpectedly, Chen An did not shake his head and leave this time like he had done the previous times.

He stood beside Pache and looked down at her, saying this.

"Patsy, let's get along."

"Huh?"

Patchouli was overjoyed, her voice uncontrollably higher, but she immediately recovered, still holding on to her coldness.

"I didn't understand what you said to reconcile."

She stood up, moving slowly as if she wanted to leave.

"Forget it, it's not early, I'll go back and rest first, and I'll talk about it later......"

Before she finished speaking, she was pressed by Chen An's shoulder.

Sitting on the chair with a hint of warmth when Patchouli got up, Chen An hugged Pache in his arms.

Patchouli was stunned for a moment, then gently pounded Chen An's chest, and struggled tenaciously.

"Let go of me, you bastard, let me go."

"That's not going to work, Patsy."

Chen An chuckled and hugged Pache Li, so that her not strong struggle disappeared, and her chin pressed against Pache Li's head, and the faint fragrance sniffed into her nose.

"I don't want to continue that inexplicable coldness anymore.

Patsy, you should be like that too, right? ”

Patchouli put aside her face arrogantly, although she did think so, but she still said hard.

"What a stupid thing, I didn't think so!"

Her head hit Chen An's chest, waving her small fist, and her voice was bulging.

"And you, hurry up and let go of me, if you take advantage of me again, be careful that I beat you~"

Patchouli's little girl seemed to have a hard mouth, which made Chen An's face smile even stronger.

He smiled and stroked Pache Licouli's long, smooth hair.

"If you want to beat it, you can beat it, as long as you can reconcile, I will let you beat it every day."

Pachouli was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Chen An's face.

Chen An also looked down at her, with a smile on his face, his eyes full of tenderness, and he couldn't find any falsehood.

Pache softened her heart and couldn't continue to harden her mouth.

With her face pressed against Chen An's chest, listening to her heartbeat, she muttered quietly.

"You guy, every time you know how to play Laipi, you really can't do anything."

She muttered, but suddenly became annoyed.

Grabbing Chen An's hand, like a puppy biting someone, Patchouli bit the back of his hand.

She said loudly.

"You guy! Why didn't you say these words a few days earlier, but after so long, do you think it's funny to ignore me? ”

Chen An: "......"

I'll go, though I hope Pache recovers, but I don't expect that!

Why did you just say yes and immediately make trouble unreasonably?

He smiled helplessly, and did not argue with the vexatious Patchouli.

"How can it be, it's just that I haven't had a chance a few days ago? So ......"

"Not all!"

Patchouli's good-looking big eyes glared at Chen An, and continued to be as vexatious as a little girl.

She let go of Chen An's hand, and her hands squeezed vigorously on his face.

"It's obvious that you guys think it's funny to ignore me, so you've been delaying it until now, right?

Hum! I know you too well, I must want to go to Youkai Mountain to find that dead crow to do something shameless while I ignore you, right? ”

Pache pressed her two calves against Chen An's thighs, and sat up from his arms as if she were kneeling.

She straightened up, and her gaze was much higher than Chen An's.

Patchouli bowed her head, her gaze was condescending, and her proud figure made her momentum very oppressive.

"Tell you, as long as I'm here, you don't want to do anything shameless with that dead crow!"

Chen An blinked and did not answer.

Patchouli was furious, and her momentum became more and more pressing.

"Bastard! Didn't you hear what I said! ”

Chen An was still silent, but his eyes rolled upward, looking at Pachouli's menacing appearance, and suddenly smiled.

"Patsy, I know you're in good shape, but don't sit so high in the future, are you tempting me?"

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he calmly stretched out his finger in front of him, and the almost touching face of Pache lightly poked at the undulating full chest of Pache with an inexplicable expression.

It's so elastic and feels great!

Chen An withdrew his fingers and rubbed them, looking very satisfied.

"Yes, it doesn't surprisingly feel good."

Patchouli - Stiff!

Stiff all over, Chen An obviously just poked lightly, but the temperature of the fingers seemed to remain on his chest, and then instantly filled his whole body.

That inexplicable feeling made Patchouli's face flush, and her body almost fell into Chen An's arms.

As if pricked by a needle, she jumped out of Chen An's arms.

Her face was flushed, her head was steaming, and she didn't care about anything. As soon as he grabbed the magic guide book on the table that was holding the portrait of a big fool, he opened his teeth and claws, and slapped it vigorously on Chen An's head.

"Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! ”

Chen An looked at Pachouli with a smile and didn't say a word, and let him beat and scold.

After ravaging Chen An's head for a while, Patchouli finally couldn't stand Chen An's performance like that, and fled with the magic guide book in her arms.

Looking at Patchouli's figure leaving in a hurry, Chen An touched his somewhat sore head, looked down at the small tooth mark on his other hand and chuckled.

"Sure enough, it's like a kitten, not only in character, but also in behavior."

He shook his head and got up to leave, but turned his head and saw something inadvertently.

After thinking about it, Chen An stopped, picked up the pen left by Patchouli, drew the paper and leaned over on the table to paint.

It wasn't until he heard hurried footsteps that he put down his pen and left.

Walking briskly in the path between the bookcases, Pache was full of chagrin at this moment.

I was too shy to run so fast that I forgot to take the painting.

The guy is still there, I just hope he didn't find out.

Although it was somewhat impossible, Pache prayed for it.

Because if it is discovered, it will really be ashamed!

Hurrying back, Patchouli stole from behind the bookcase at the library's reading area. It was found that Chen An was no longer in the library.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief.

If the person is gone, it means that it is possible that he did not find it, and even if he does, he is not afraid of being laughed at.

Pache hid behind the bookcase, and did not go out directly to get the fallen painting, but first looked around vigilantly.

That guy is cunning and funny! Don't just watch and leave, but people hide to the side, wait for her to come back, and then jump out and make fun of her.

Pa Qiuli dares to guarantee that Chen An will definitely do this kind of thing!

Patchouli carefully observed for a while, until she confirmed that she had thought too much and that Chen An had indeed left, then she came out from behind the bookcase and walked quickly to the desk.

Walking to the table, just as Pache lowered her head to take the painting, she was suddenly stunned.

The paintings on the table are still there, but there are a few more.

The first one was still the bust of someone she drew with a big fool written on it.

The second, however, is a full-length portrait of her, with the library in the background.

In the painting, she is holding the magic guide book, as if she is angry with someone, she is pouting, frowning, turning her face away, and looking angry.

And at the top of the painting is a line written - she is also stupid.

Seeing that line, Patchouli was immediately unhappy.

"How dare you scold me, that bastard......"

She muttered and looked to the next one.

The background is still the library, and there is still her in the painting, but there is someone else besides her.

In the painting, she is wearing pajamas, but she is not wearing a nightcap, she is not tied with a bow, her long black hair is hanging down, and she is still frowning slightly, but she is not angry, but her expression is cold, and she looks like she is rejecting people thousands of miles away.

And someone, he was still dressed, but the robe was not on his body, but in his hand.

The smile on her face was still the same, but with a little helplessness, people were walking away from her.

It seemed that he wanted to put on a robe for her, but he was refused.

There are still words at the top of the painting.

She, he, they're all stupid.

Patchouli was stunned and muttered again.

"You're the only one who's stupid."

In the fourth picture, the background is no longer a library, but somewhere where with cherry blossoms in full bloom and falling flowers.

Maybe it's Hakurei Shrine, or maybe not.

But it doesn't matter, it's the person in the painting that matters.

It's still him and her.

is no longer as angry and cold as the previous two, although only the side face is revealed, you can still see the faint soft smile on the corner of her mouth.

She and he were sitting back to back under a cherry blossom tree, quietly reading.

The black and white petals rained down on the book in the painting, on the person in the painting, and seemed to fly out of it and fall on Pache Li's heart.

At the top of the painting is still the same line of words, but there is something more.

- She is stupid and he is a big fool, and she seems to be a good match.

A line of words suffix with a small smiley face.

Pache looked at the last painting, reached out and stroked it, and some emotion fermented in her heart, so that she finally stopped muttering.

After a while, Pache suddenly smiled lightly, revealing a bright smile that was more beautiful than a flower, and her eyes were overflowing with soft color.

"Hey, sure enough, they're all stupid......"

She said meaninglessly, and then carefully put away the four paintings, and hummed a little song to the room with great pleasure.

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