Hearing the young man's coughing sound for no reason, Chu Lianxia turned his head to take a look at it as if he was used to it, and continued to paint.

As if she finally couldn't stand it anymore, Ye Xingchen poked her arm, and said out loud with some trepidation in his heart, "That's ...... cough cough cough ......"

Chu Lianxia was a little confused, so she stopped what she was doing and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Xingchen stared at the girl for a while, then glanced at the drawing paper on the table, and asked a little nervously, "Ahem...... You...... Don't feel like your painting ...... What's so strange about it? ”

Because he had just choked on coffee, his tone was even softer, without the chill that filled his body in the past, as if he had just woken up with a hoarse breath.

She was stunned for a full two seconds before she looked at the drawing paper on the table, and after confirming that it was indeed nothing different, she said to him, "No, what's wrong?" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Ye Xingchen was a little incredulous, but he still took another sip of coffee with a casual look on his face, and then replied like the rest of his life, "That's good." ”

Chu Lianxia: "......"

In the rest of the class, only one girl was left drawing, another boy was drinking coffee, and the teacher was on the podium to give a serious lecture.

Ye Xingchen held the can of coffee and took one sip after another, and with each sip, he felt how could the coffee be so delicious, causing him to drink the entire can directly.

Then, just as he was about to throw the can into the plastic bag, a line of bold text on the coffee can stopped his movements.

"Coffee refreshment, please quote a small amount~"

Ye Xingchen: "............"

In a trance, he remembered that yesterday, he came out of the school supermarket with a plastic bag of coffee cans.

Damn it! No wonder he had insomnia last night, no wonder his dark circles came out, it was all the fault of this damn coffee.

In the next second, when Chu Lianxia was painting seriously, she felt a nameless chill coming from the right, and then she heard a crisp "click" sound, and the cans that looked quite sturdy were squeezed into a ball.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out for a moment, and then she saw a fire in the eyes of the young man on the side, the chill around her was almost frozen in the air, and the aura around her was more than ten times stronger than in the morning.

Chu Lianxia didn't dare to speak, and began to devote herself to painting, the pencil in her hand was still drawing from time to time, and fifteen minutes passed, she watched the characters on the drawing paper become deeper and deeper, and slowly seemed to really depict the picture in her imagination.

Even if there is still some gap with the real person, Chu Lianxia feels that it is almost there, at least it is the best template she can draw.

A "masterpiece" was completed like this, Chu Lianxia felt that she was in a good mood at the moment, and then patted the dust that did not exist on her hands.

Just at this time, the bell rang suddenly, and Chu Lianxia stretched her waist, and then narrowed her eyes.

Since it was the second big recess, she rarely took the initiative to call Ran quietly, and the two of them went to the playground for a walk together.

Soon, there were fewer people in the classroom, some choosing to leave the classroom, and some choosing to nest in their seats.

Ye Xingchen didn't want to go out, he couldn't sleep yesterday, he only felt that the whole person was going to die, so he fell asleep directly on the table.

He had just slept for a minute when he moved his arm.

Five minutes later, he changed direction.

Ten minutes later, he changed direction again.

Fifteen minutes later, he opened his eyes and got straight out of his chair.

He rubbed his eyes casually, then his gaze rested on the empty seat next to him, and the next second, he grabbed his hair, three seconds later, he kicked the stool at his feet, and five seconds later, he pulled the piece of paper from her desk.

Looking at the guy's expression just now, it seemed that he had finished drawing, and thinking so, he put his eyes on the drawing paper on the table.

Just for a moment, his expression was stunned.

The white painting paper, mainly black, white and gray as the main color, the boy on the painting paper looks very chic, looking into the distance expressionlessly, there is a street lamp above his head, the warm yellow light is sprinkled on his face, like the morning sun, giving the boy in the painting a ray of darkness, and there are some breezy lines around, which depicts this painting more and more expressively, as if it is real.

If you have to give an evaluation, Ye Xingchen feels that this painting can be given 9.5 points, and the missing 0.5 points only need him to add a few strokes to reach a full score, and there is no doubt about it.

The color of this painting, the tone of gray and dark colors, the grasp of warm lines, and the three-dimensional sense of the whole painting are quite good, but the protagonist's eyes fail to draw the effect he wants.

What he wanted was clear and dark, not like the richness and blurriness of the paper.

Thinking that he had already picked up the paintbrush and the eraser in his stationery box, he drew as he went, and soon those clear, dark eyes jumped on the paper.

Compared to just now, the painting looks more and more exquisite, especially the eyes and the shadow on the bridge of the nose, which is as beautiful as a dream.

perfect！

Ye Xingchen snapped his fingers quite accomplished for the first time, and then glanced at the boy on the drawing paper seriously, for some reason, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if he had seen it somewhere......

At this time, a voice gradually came from the corridor, and Ye Xingchen quickly put away his doubts, stuffed the drawing paper back in a panic, and even returned to its original state with a pencil, and then sat down and looked at the book with his head down.

As soon as Chu Lianxia came back, he saw the "automatic refrigerator" sitting there quietly reading a book, the whole person was like a world-weary person, so incompatible with the world, but the unique temperament exuded by gestures could not be ignored.

What a strange person.

Sometimes, she just wonders, will he have a close friend when he is so lonely and arrogant?

She thought about it, maybe not, a person like him just needs to look down on all beings, where do you need any friends.

Just returned to her seat with complicated emotions, the class bell rang, Chu Lianxia suddenly felt that her thoughts were drifting away again, and her afterglow unconsciously secretly looked at the young man who never said a word, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

But even if he is such an arrogant person, he shouldn't live alone and silently forever, she thinks he will also need friends and warmth.

With that in mind, she tore a note from her notebook......