Chapter 6 The Seventeen-Year-Old Flowering Season
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When he was seventeen years old, the magnolia flowers were in full bloom, and the trees were full of huge buds, ivory white, blooming into the sky. Seventeen-year-old Li Yushang only felt that the whole world had turned into a crystal ivory white......
"Sue me, why are you laughing?" A gentle voice asked.
"I ...... yesterday Why should I sue you? "The clothes under the magnolia flowers suddenly turned back, where is there any figure?
So, just -- was it a hallucination?
Seventeen-year-old shook his head, tilted his little face back, and continued to smirk at a huge magnolia flower, and when he took a sketch portrait from the drawing board in the studio last night, he found that behind the portrait, two full hearts had been smeared, and a sharp arrow had pierced through them, stringing the two hearts together.
There is no color, and the three tones of black, white and gray have made the two hearts full and vivid.
Now, the portrait is hidden in the innermost layer of her folder, which is also inserted in the most private part of the bedroom.
"Which boy left two full hearts?"
The little girl who has always lived under the strict protection of her parents, secretly guessed, reluctantly, said goodbye to the ivory-white magnolia, today is Monday, and the tense study life of the third year of high school continues.
"Don't you really know who the boy with two hearts is?" A voice murmured, sighing.
Li Yushang, who walked into the classroom with a schoolbag on his back, suddenly turned around, but still didn't find anything.
Or is that vague shadow far behind you, a little sneaky?
The slender and slender shadow has appeared many times in the same studio as the dress......
Is it because of this? After the professional course exam, he still walks into the studio on weekend afternoons and quietly paints a few paints and lines a few lines?
The portrait fixed on the drawing board was still formed before the professional examination, and it was not completed until last night that the two full and vivid hearts were discovered......
Seventeen-year-old Tsugaku, with excellent grades in professional classes, made it to the shortlist of three universities, and only waited for the cultural class to pass guò.
That slender and slender shadow, I heard that I found nothing.
"It doesn't matter, after all, you have ......studied painting for a short time", she wanted to comfort the slender figure, but she has always been a very quiet girl, she basically doesn't speak when she is in the studio, her language, in the painting, under the slightly drooping thick eyelashes.
If, when you get home from school that day, nothing happens, maybe, it will be different.
For the first time, the mother who came to open the door did not greet her with a smile, the mother was silent, her eyelids drooped, she took the ragged schoolbag, and turned back to tie the courtyard door tightly.
The door of the house was open, and on the carved table, the baby painting clips of the ragged clothes were open obliquely, and the paper stored in the pockets on both sides was messily spread all over the table, and in the middle, the silent father's index and middle fingers were alternately tapped on the back of a portrait, and the father's fingers had been stained with lead gray......
He only heard a "boom" in his head, and his body was cold.
Since she was a child, she rarely fought with her parents, and occasionally she was willful, and she would only get the tolerance and comfort of her parents, but now, as if she had done something rebellious, and finally the East Window incident happened, and the seventeen-year-old girl even had to shake her teeth.
The father's voice was heavy and helpless: "Clothes, you read early, this age is the time to be easily deceived, don't be careless!" Dad has already gone to the studio to help you solve the problem, in the future, don't go there again, put away all the miscellaneous thoughts, and prepare well for the college entrance examination ......."