Just when it began to rain heavily, Gu Xue finished clearing the last card of the grassland, and the painting task that lasted for more than three weeks finally came to an end as Gu Xue finally confirmed the time on the law sheet.

For twenty-five days, from mid-August to early September, and now it's finally over, if you want to ask Gu Xue's mood at the moment, of course it's happy, but compared to being happy, it's more of a feeling of relief, that is, the kind of "Ah, I can finally play with peace of mind, take a good rest" The sense of relaxation, as for the sense of achievement, it's not very much.

Although she took care of the troublesome fight cards of the whole episode by herself, and cleared the two originals by herself, and participated in the change of the storyboard, it is indeed quite a great thing.

Throwing the clear final draft aside, Gu Xue leaned back in the chair and stretched.

She had just planned to go back, but a heavy rain interrupted her plans.

As a person who never looks at the weather forecast when she goes out, and she can't remember it when she reads it, Gu Xue doesn't bring an umbrella, she likes the feeling of lying in the quilt and listening to the sound of rain after taking a bath, but this doesn't mean that she likes to be rained, so she plans to go back when the rain slows down.

As soon as the work is completed, the stone in my heart falls to the ground, and everything is good, but it is a little boring.

Although touching fish is also a kind of fun, Gu Xue actually likes to watch her favorite variety show animation comics in the bed, watching these things in the company, there is always a feeling of public execution, after watching it for a while, Gu Xue turned off the video, and then turned her head around to observe the colleagues around her.

The people who completed the work have already gone back.,The ones who didn't finish it are still in the amazing blast.,But it's estimated that it's not a big problem.,Two hours ago,Mihara Chisa confirmed.,It should be able to complete the task.。

Gu Xue still trusts Miss Mihara very much.

And...... Even if someone has nothing to do now, Gu Xue probably won't be able to talk to the other party.

Coming to this world, Gu Xue has always been in a state of two points and one line, except that when she goes home and is counted down by her sister, she will burst her liver at work, in this state, you say that you want to make friends, it is simply a fantasy.

So Gu Xue is really not familiar with the people around her, she just knows each other, and the people around her usually look at Gu Xue seriously and rarely bother her, which causes her to work almost nothing but work in the company.

She looked around, just looking for Chisa Mihara,

In this company, Gu Xue felt that the only thing that could be regarded as her friend was Mihara Chisa.

Although Gu Xue always had a look of rejection thousands of miles away when she talked to her, she desperately urged herself to draw quickly......

However, for the sake of her taking a carton of strawberry milk for her own share every day, this friend, Gu Xue agreed......

This is a very wonderful sense of being recognized, Gu Xue couldn't figure out why the other party had to send water to herself every day, so she automatically made up her brain that this was a manifestation that the other party valued herself, do you think she brought milk to others? Didn't you?

I just have—so she should think I'm important—so we're friends.

With the logic of the ghost and a little sympathy, Gu Xue naturally persuaded herself, every time Mihara Qiansha came to collect the card, Gu Xue would take the initiative to chat with her, although the other party had an expression of rejection thousands of miles away, but Gu Xue regarded her as a tsundere......

The other party has been coquettish once, hasn't he......

My logic sounds.

It's a little weird tonight, though.

Gu Xue looked at the side of the corridor again, that side was the direction of the production office, usually at this time, Mihara Chisa should have been stuck in time to check her painting progress or come to collect the card, but it didn't appear today.

Just when Gu Xue felt strange and bored, she was about to draw the line of the protagonist of the original painting that had just been completed, in order to reduce the workload of the staff in the animation link and pass the time by the way.

Footsteps were heard beside him.

Usually Mihara Chisa's footsteps are very soft, if Gu Xue was in a trance, she wouldn't notice it at all, but today she was bored, so she immediately turned her head, and a very healing smile appeared on her face, and she was about to say hello.

But when Gu Xue saw Mihara Chisa's current appearance, her smile immediately froze.

It's really what Mihara Chisa looks like now, and it's really embarrassing.

looked like a chicken in soup, the skirt and shirt were full of water stains, her hair was wet, and there was even a little mud on the left, and the water droplets on her hair flowed down her forehead and cheeks, smashed to the ground and shattered, but she didn't seem to notice it, standing next to Gu Xue's position, holding a storyboard in one hand and a carton of strawberry milk in the other, silent and silent.

"What's wrong with you!?" Gu Xue, who was taken aback, immediately asked, and began to look around and began to look for things like cloth instead of towels, but unfortunately she didn't have the hobby of carrying a bag to work, and she always went out with her mobile phone and headphones, so there was nothing like that around at all.

Facing Gu Xue's inquiry, Mihara Chisa pursed her lips and did not speak.

Please help me.

How do you say that?

A strange flush appeared on Mihara Chisa's face, and she pinched the milk and the storyboard's fingers hard, and the more she pinched, the tighter and tighter, and the white.

She looked at Gu Xue with an anxious face, and her knees slowly bent.

Brush.

Gu Xue quickly stood up, squeezed her arm hard, and thought of what she heard in the toilet, her face turned pale.

Mihara Qiansa raised her head slightly, and the flushing on her face still did not dissipate.

"Sit down for me!" No matter what expression she revealed, Gu Xue pushed Chisa Mihara onto her chair, and then pulled out the pocket of her short skirt, she finally remembered that she sometimes went out with a pack of tissues.

Luckily, today she brought it too.

Take out a tissue and tear open the seal.

Gu Xue took out all the tissues, folded them together, and then vigorously rubbed Mihara Qiansa's long soaked hair.

It's a pity that there are not many paper towels, and there is mud on the head of Mihara Qiansha, the paper towels are quickly soaked in water, and then they are rubbed by Gu Xue.

Gu Xue dropped the paper towel that had turned into a ball, looked around, and didn't see the paper towel, but saw a few pairs of curious eyes.

Gu Xue was angry, and raised her voice and said, "Are you idiots?" Bring me the paper! ”

No matter how bad and tough Chisa Mihara's personality is, no matter how much you don't like her, you don't have to be like this, right? Seeing that she is wandering around like a chicken in the soup, and there is not even a person who cares about the inquiry, it is okay to ask if it matters, even if you don't ask, you see what I am doing now, it is not difficult to hand over a piece of paper or cloth, right?

Look at it, look at the.

Gu Xue glared at them, really angry.

Fortunately, she has a face that belongs to the kind of person who even if she is angry, others will think that she is not angry, others think she is just a little anxious, and the people on the table have taken a whole bag of tissues.

Gu Xue took the packet of paper and threw it on the workbench, no longer looking at them, just silently pulled out a large ball of paper, pinched it in his hand, and continued to clean up Mihara Chisa's hair.

A cold face the whole time.

The person who delivered the paper finally realized the fact that she was angry, and she couldn't do anything, so she slowly left quietly.

Gu Xue didn't care about them, rubbing Mihara Qiansa's hair with a tissue over and over again, in the process, the other party kept his head down, pinching the storyboard and milk, his body stiffened, and let Gu Xue fiddle.

It took a whole bag of paper, and Mihara Chisa's hair was finally a little cleaner, at least not muddy and dripping.

Gu Xue once again pulled out a large ball of paper, gathered the hem of her skirt, squatted down, and while helping her clean up the ends of her hair, she raised her head and asked softly in a very small voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"......" Chisa Mihara still pursed her lips, clutching milk and storyboard.

Gu Xue glanced at the things in her hand, and the movements of cleaning her hair became more gentle, "Did you encounter a problem with the original painting?" ”

Chisa Mihara: "......"

"Need my help? I happen to be idle. Gu Xue was not the slightest impatient.

Mihara Qiansa was silent for a moment, lowered her head a little, let her bangs cover most of her face, and didn't let Gu Xue see her expression, and then slowly raised her right hand and put the carton of milk that had been pinched a little deformed on the workbench.

Gu Xue nodded and said seriously, "Well, I know." ”