Shen Guodong brought Zhou Wanwan and a chair directly to his room, put it in front of the desk, and moved her schoolbag and homework over, "Write your homework here first, I'll use your room, you are not allowed to peek over." ”

Zhou Wanwan didn't ask Shen Guodong what he was going to do, he would definitely be the first to show off with her after the toss was over.

Zhou Wanwan looked at Shen Guodong's room, she had not been here since she had come to see it once when she moved in when she was in high school.

At that time, there were only a few pieces of furniture in this room, and things were placed in a mess, and nothing was cleaned up.

Shen Guodong focused all his attention on decorating her room and beautifying the environment at home, and he couldn't take care of the place where he lived at all.

Later, he cleaned up in his room for a day, and the two of them lived like this until now.

This room is much smaller than Zhou Wanwan, there is no fire kang, a wooden bed is placed, only a simple desk, wardrobe, and other necessary furniture for life, and even the curtains are not installed, so simple that it is even a little simple.

The only special place is the big shelf against the wall, and the dozens of picture frames on the wall.

Zhou Wanwan was just about to get up to look at the painting, when Shen Guodong came over with fruit and water glasses again.

"Is it cold over here?" Shen Guodong put down his things and shook Zhou Wanwan's hand, "Fill you with a hot water bottle?" ”

Zhou Wanwan shook his head, but Shen Guodong was still not at ease, "There is no kang here, it must be colder than your room." ”

Zhou Wanwan picked up a piece of apple and stuffed it into Shen Guodong's mouth, pushing him away, "Go get busy, and I won't lend you my room again!" ”

Shen Guodong smiled with an apple in his mouth. The tenderness in the eyes warmed up the lights.

Zhou Wanwan turned around to do her homework, Shen Guodong rubbed her head and was about to leave, but when she looked down and saw her feet in thick slippers, she didn't leave. "Are you not wearing socks again?"

Shen Guodong squatted down and touched Zhou Wanwan's feet, so frightened that she kept shrinking back, "I'm not cold, I'm not cold!" Alas! You ......"

The feet were firmly grasped, the protest was ineffective, and Zhou Wanwan stopped talking.

Shen Guodong's big hand wrapped Zhou Wanwan's white and cool soles, and the heat came over at once. It made her feel a slight pain like a pinprick in her face.

Her hands and feet are cold all year round, but she really doesn't feel cold, just the clothes on her body. Wear a thin piece to the North Pole and stay in the North Pole without getting cold.

"Why don't you like to wear socks?" This incident has made Shen Guodong distressed for more than ten years, but there is no way to make this little girl put on her socks honestly, "Since I was a child, I will put it on for you and turn around and take it off secretly!" ”

Zhou Wanwan didn't speak. They have been fighting wits and courage for more than ten years. If you don't like to wear it, you don't like to wear it, and when she wears it, she feels uncomfortable on her toes, and now there is really nothing to say.

Shen Guodong didn't talk to Zhou Wanwan and went directly to search her pocket, and sure enough, he found socks in his pocket.

"Don't take it off again," Shen Guodong half-knelt, letting Zhou Wanwan's feet step on his knees, and discussing with her while putting on her socks. "It's cold here, I'll go back to your room later. I really don't like to take it off again. ”

Zhou Wanwan moved his toes, which were uncomfortable with his socks, and didn't speak.

Shen Guodong rubbed her toes soothingly, "Just endure it for a while, it's easy to get sick when your feet are cold." ”

Zhou Wanwan turned around and went to do his homework and ignored him.

"That's good." Shen Guodong patted Zhou Wanwan's head and praised her, and waited for a while to see that she really ignored herself before going out.

As soon as Shen Guodong left, Zhou Wanwan immediately took off his socks, happily moved his toes that had regained his freedom, and took a long sigh of relief.

After doing two questions, Zhou Wanwan sighed again, threw away the pen, took out the socks from his pocket with a frown, and put them on for himself again.

Look at his poor toes, Zhou Wanwan was in no mood to do the question, and went to see the painting that Shen Guodong hung on the wall.

She painted them all, from the first simple sketches to the later complex structure of still lifes and figures, and then to the gouache and oil paintings in recent years, each of which has the word "Brother Shen" written by her.

From the first painting she gave to Shen Guodong, he liked these three words very much, and later he asked to write these words on every painting she gave him.

The first painting she gave him was carefully framed by him and hung alone at the head of the bed, a pencil-headed sketch drawn on the back of the 32 Kaitian grid.

She was three years old when she was painting, he was thirteen years old, he was thrown by Grandpa Shen to the army to exercise, and ran over to her and said, "You wait for me, I will definitely come back to see you soon."

Later, he really came back quickly, hugged her and smiled proudly, "Brother Shen is not powerful?!" ”

It's as if she said, "Brother Shen is really powerful", and the sins he suffered in the army for more than half a year have all their value.

That was the time, he said to her seriously, "Brother Shen will earn a lot of money in the future for you to go to college and buy you beautiful clothes to wear!" ”

For so many years, he has taken every word he said to her seriously. Whether she knows it or not, she never gives half a discount.

So, when he said to her, "You have to believe Brother Shen, I will try to make you like me", she nodded without any doubt.

She didn't believe in love, but she believed in him.

Zhou Wanwan turned around again to look at the big shelf with a glass door, and when she looked closely, almost all of her own things were her own.

The beautiful stone she casually put in his pocket, and she didn't do it very successfully, and she wanted to throw away the woodblock prints that he was going to leave, and the colorful bracelets that he knitted for him during the Dragon Boat Festival, and asked him to take the whole set of bamboo teacups to give away......

Zhou Wanwan looked at the past the same way, as if he had seen the bits and pieces they had spent together over the years. Every detail is carefully collected by this thick line guy, silently, cherished.

Zhou Wanwan slowly watched in Shen Guodong's bedroom, which was only half the size of his own room, and casually picked up the hard-shell folder at the head of the bed.

It turned out to be all the sticky notes she had written to him over the years.

At first, she should have written a note to him when he was about ten years old, and she saw that his home was too simple and deserted, so every time she came, she would leave him a few notes in a different place, write a small joke, or make a brain teaser, hoping that he would accidentally see it and smile when he was alone.

Unexpectedly, he carefully kept each one. Judging by the degree of wear and tear of these papers, he should have looked at them often.

Zhou Wanwan looked over one by one, and he actually wrote the answers seriously behind the brain teaser, many of which were uncertain, wrote several answers, and drew a lot of question marks.

Zhou Wanwan was watching for fun, and Shen Guodong walked in with two boxes.

Seeing what Zhou Wanwan was looking through, he turned his head and coughed, as if his prepared words were suddenly interrupted, looking at Zhou Wanwan a little bit not knowing what to say.

"Brother Shen, what are you taking?" Zhou Wanwan walked over to relieve him.

Shen Guodong put the box on the table, opened it the same way, and showed her the contents inside.

It is a white fine wool dress and a fiery red glazed corolla, made of a circle of roses, bright colors and unique shapes, dazzling in the light, very beautiful.

"You put it on, and come to your room, I have something to say to you." Shen Guodong hurriedly finished explaining and left, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Wanwan unfolded the skirt, at first glance, it was Aunt Sun's craftsmanship, it should be made according to a drawing she drew in the summer, the appearance is simple, the lines are smooth, and it fits very well.

The flower crown was also a painting she had painted casually before, but she didn't expect it to be left by Shen Guodong.

Zhou Wanwan put on her dress, spread her hair, put on a flower crown, and slowly walked back to her room.

Her room was filled with flowers, almost all the varieties that could bloom in the north during the season, and pots were staggered, brightly colored, competing to bloom, and the room was filled with a warm aroma.

Shen Guodong stood in the room and looked at Zhou Wanwan who walked slowly, the well-fitting wool skirt outlined the girl's soft body curve, the thick long hair lined a pale little face more fair-skinned and small, and the fiery red corolla made her look like an elf princess who came out of a fairy tale, pure, beautiful, fragile and pure beauty like fireworks in the world.

Shen Guodong looked at the almost unreal Zhou Wanwan in front of him, and the light in his eyes slowly changed from stunning to determined and affectionate, which was inevitable.

He strode over to meet her, stretched out his hand steadily, pulled her to stand among a field of flowers, and looked into her eyes seriously, "Nan, I like you." We're together, let me like you, okay? ”

Zhou Wanwan's heart was sour, Shen Guodong had done so much for her, all he asked for was a qualification to like her.

This idiot.

"Brother Shen, you don't have to tell me so formally that you like me, every minute and every second we are together, you are saying to me, I can hear it. Thank you for liking me. I'll also try to make myself like you. (To be continued......)