Outside, it was much darker, and the rain seemed to be heavier. Although it was almost noon at the moment, the gray sky was a little unrefreshing.

Thinking that Pan Hao, Yuan Jin, and Li Kui might be sleeping, playing cards, or chatting in the bedroom at this moment, Wang Yu's eyes couldn't help but show a little envy, and at the same time, he sighed heavily for his misfortune at the moment.

Turning his face to look out the window, the raindrops were beating on the glass with the help of the wind, making a little sound, crisp but a little harsh.

In the blurred vision, the bamboo forest not far away was swaying happily in the wind and rain at the moment. In the dim world, its green seemed to be a little thicker at the moment.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the room, Heizi and Wang Yu.

The old doctor, who had come to work very late, had already gone home early for dinner while the rain was not very heavy.

The girl, Lily, also ran to the school cafeteria to buy lunch for a few people before the sky cried. The girl, Manman, was sitting on a stool at the door of the infirmary, looking at the portrait book in her hand, only occasionally turning her gaze to them, and after glancing at it, she immediately turned her face away.

Retracting his gaze to look out of the house, Wang Yu's heart was inexplicably sad for the sudden rainy weather.

Boredom, Wang Yu turned his eyes to the sunspot on the bed inside, wanting to talk to him, but when he turned his face to look, he found that the sunspot had curled up in the bed and fell asleep at some point.

Just wanted to wake up this incomprehensible guy loudly, and suddenly remembered that he would have a delicious lunch because of this guy in a while, Wang Yu had to glare at him fiercely, and then nip the roar that wanted to blurt out in the bud.

In the quiet room, Wang Yu could not relieve the loneliness that belonged to the painter at this moment. In the end, I slowly lay down on the bed like Kuroko.

Looking at the snow-white ceiling above his head and listening to the crisp sound of rain outside the house, Wang Yu slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, Wang Yu, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly heard someone whispering to him in his ear. I wanted to ignore it and fall asleep, but the call became more and more real.

In desperation, Wang Yu opened his eyes. Follow the direction from which the voice came from, and turn your face to look. The next moment, he immediately sat up from the bed, and the sleepiness on his face instantly turned into a full smile.

"Did it disturb your rest?"

Xu Jiaman didn't know when she had come to Wang Yu's bed, and at this moment she was sitting quietly on the stool next to the bed, looking at Wang Yu with a smile.

"No, I just closed my eyes just now because I was bored."

Obviously, it was to disturb her rest, and the girl still asked like this, and for a while Wang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but he resolutely denied it.

"I went to see the last exhibition in the city, and I was very impressed by your work. I wonder if you specialize in portraiture? Xu Jiaman asked with a smile, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

Wang Yu was slightly stunned, although he already knew that the girl in front of him liked painting very much, but he still didn't expect that she would suddenly ask himself such a question at this moment. I groaned in my heart for a while, and I couldn't think of any other meaning in the girl's words, so I had to smile truthfully and say: "I'm not specialized in portraits, and the last painting was just to match the theme of that competition, so it should be a coincidence." ”

Hearing Wang Yu's answer, the look in Xu Jiaman's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and then he said with a smile: "It seems that you are really powerful, you are not specialized in portraits, but you are so good at painting, much better than me." ”

"No, don't say that. This time my fourth place was just a matter of luck. ”

Wang Yu smiled and waved his hand, not wanting to dwell too much on this issue, and changed the topic: "You like to draw portraits of people, don't you?" ”

Xu Jiaman nodded with a smile, got up and walked to the side, took out something similar to a picture album from the cabinet, and turned around and walked back quickly.

"This is my drawing, you can help me see what is lacking." Xu Jiaman said, opened the album in his hand and handed it to Wang Yu, and said sincerely.

Wang Yu smiled and took the album from Xu Jiaman's hand, and after reading it for a while, he looked up and asked, "You major in figure painting?" ”

"Well, I have a soft spot for character sketching." Xu Jiaman nodded with a smile and said, "What do you think?" Is there anything to be desired? ”

"I can't say anything about this."

Wang Yu smiled bitterly and explained: "What I learn is different from yours, mine is more miscellaneous. I learn landscapes, people, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and there is no fixed number of roads. ”

"Then if you only look at the character sketches, who am better at me or you?" Xu Jiaman felt that Wang Yu seemed to be perfunctory, and immediately narrowed the scope even more.

"If you only compare the character sketches, to be honest, you are better than me, yours is more expressive, and you have more aura than mine." Wang Yu replied sincerely.

"I'm really asking you for advice, why do you keep using these words to perfunctory me?" Xu Jiaman suddenly put away the smile on his face, turned his face to look out the window, and then said softly: "I don't know how many times better than mine in the last competition, your painting not only has aura and expressiveness, but also the protagonist seems to be very emotional." The girl in green is drawn by you as if she has life. ”

Wang Yu never thought that Xu Jiaman's attitude would change suddenly, and just wanted to open his mouth to explain that what he was talking about was sketching, but suddenly heard Xu Jiaman mention the protagonist in his painting, for a while, his heart hurt slightly, and he immediately swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't open his mouth to explain for a while, Xu Jiaman thought that he had guessed his true thoughts by himself, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile of self-deprecation. After a while, he continued to ask: "I don't believe that the prototype of the work you entered is your mother, can you tell me who you are drawing?" ”

"Who else could it be, the prototype is really my mother." Wang Yu denied with a smile.

"Hehe, it looks like you really don't want to say it." Xu Jiaman suddenly felt an inexplicable disappointment in his heart, and then changed his words: "I still have something I want to ask you." ”

"What do you say?"

Wang Yu was slightly stunned, not understanding what Xu Jiaman was going to ask. Suddenly, he found that two blushes swelled on the face of the girl in front of him, and his heart was even more puzzled.

"That's it, that's it."

In the midst of spitting, Xu Jiaman seemed a little embarrassed to speak. After a momentary struggle, he asked with a smile: "Why did you ask Guo Mingming (Heizi) what my name was last time?" ”

"Huh? When? Wang Yu didn't know why, and smiled awkwardly.

"It's on the way back after you paid him for hanging a drip last time." Xu Jiaman said, his voice slowly lowered. Seeing that Wang Yu's face was still full of confusion, he reminded in a low voice: "In the small bamboo forest, you are not..."

"Oh, because you look like a friend of mine, and I saw that you had been looking at something related to painting, so I wanted to get to know you." Wang Yu smiled awkwardly, seeing that the girl slowly lowered her head, and then smiled: "But he didn't tell me your name at that time, he only told me your three..."

Speaking of this, Wang Yu stopped suddenly. Looking at the girl in front of him, who was already full of blood on her neck, she couldn't help but think of Kuroko's big face full of lewd smiles when she said the numbers.

In the awkward atmosphere, the two people who had no choice but to talk fell silent for a while, and neither of them spoke again.

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……

The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, and the clock is ticking.

I don't know how long it took, but maybe it was only a little while. Xu Jiaman was the first to speak, breaking the silence between the two.

"I guess the friend you're talking about should be the prototype model of your entry this time, right?" With the shyness on his face, Xu Jiaman asked with a smile.

"I admit that there is a shadow of her in it, but she is not technically a model." Wang Yu smiled and said so against his will.

"Why?" Xu Jiaman was slightly stunned, not understanding the meaning of Wang Yu's words.

"Because she didn't even know I was drawing her, hehe."

After Wang Yu finished speaking, he suddenly lost all interest, put the album in his hand lightly on the table next to the bed, and after smiling at Xu Jiaman, he slowly lay down.

Just wanted to continue to ask the doubts in his heart, but suddenly saw that Wang Yu had lost his spirit, Xu Jiaman changed his words and asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't there something uncomfortable again? ”

"It's okay, I just want to lie down for a while." Wang Yu said with a smile.

"Okay, you can rest." Xu Jiaman stood up with a smile, stretched out his hand to help Wang Yu pull the quilt up, and said with a smile: "I'll call you again when the meal is bought back." ”

Wang Yu nodded with a smile, seeing Xu Jiaman turn around and walk towards the door, he was just about to close his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pair of eyes full of sneers next to him staring at him coldly.

"Look,." Wang Yu glared at the sunspot who came to his senses at some point.

"Hehe, I can't see that your kid is also sullen, it's only been half a day's work to talk to Manman so hot,." With disdain in his mouth, Kuroko slowly turned his gaze to the door.

Wang Yu's face was slightly hot, and he just wanted to retort loudly, but suddenly found that Heizi's eyes widened violently, and then slowly sat up from the bed.