When the classroom door closed, silence returned to the room.

"Who is he?"

Xia Suyuan asked.

She really couldn't think of where she had seen this person, so she could only ask Du Yuzhou for help to see if his answer could help her think of something.

Du Yuzhou didn't seem to expect the girl to ask, and when he looked up, his eyes were a little surprised: "Qin Zhiwei." ”

Seeing the girl's confused face, I thought she was curious and wanted to ask, so she said, "Our institute is a major with me, and I have a class." He is also a graduate student who is escorted. ”

The girl didn't let go of her brow because of this explanation.

So Du Yuzhou asked again: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's a little familiar."

I see.

Du Yuzhou refocused his attention on the information in front of him, and said unintentionally: "He seems to have a younger sister, and I heard him say that this year is the first year of your college." Maybe you've seen it. It's understandable that the brother and sister are similar. ”

Xia Suyuan nodded.

This seems to be the only explanation.

She put the last piece in her mouth and closed the box as it was. The trash can is next to the doorway, a green plastic bucket with a lid.

After throwing it in, Du Yuzhou took out a package of paper and put it on the table next to him: "Wipe your mouth." ”

Xia Suyuan sat down.

"Give me the pen."

Du Yuzhou sorted out the information in front of him and stacked them together.

The girl took out the pen that she had washed from her pocket and gave it to him.

He unscrewed the barrel of the pen and saw a clean ink absorber.

"You ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the girl over there intercepted it: "Because the ink I bought before was not good, I washed it with warm water later." ”

Du Yuzhou nodded, and then didn't say anything more.

He placed the inkwell he had just taken out on the table, inserted the tip of the pen into it, and swirled the part underneath the ink absorber.

Xia Suyuan took off the hat of her sweatshirt. Watch from the sidelines.

The boy was so attentive when she was doing things that she even slowed down her breathing. Motionless staring at the boy's movements.

His thin, long, white fingers dangled in front of her eyes, and Xia Suyuan suddenly felt that it was useless to use this hand to absorb ink for the fountain pen.

It should be a pair of guitar players, a pair of hands stroking instruments. Instead of having the possibility of getting stained with ink.

Stained with ink?

The girl suddenly thought of a scene.

Imagine a pair of white translucent hands, some of which are stained with black ink, like a scar brought by a mother's womb. A piece of jade that should have been translucent has a flaw on it.

That scene is another kind of beauty.

"Try it."

Xia Suyuan was thinking about it, when the boy handed the pen in front of her and stopped her thoughts from flying around.

Along with it, there was also a blank piece of paper.

The tip of the pen has been wiped clean.

Controlling her pounding heart, she carefully placed the paper in front of her, took the pen, and wrote her name casually.

Du Yuzhou glanced at it: "The words are not bad." ”

Xia Suyuan, who was praised, couldn't hide her happiness.

"Hey, hey, hey."

It seems that the smile is too silly, and the corners of the boy's mouth in the girl's eyes seem to be curled.

She wasn't sure, but she didn't dare to ask him if he was laughing. Eyes glancing around.

"How's this ink going? Okay, right? ”

Du Yuzhou didn't care what she thought, just focused on this pen.

"Yes."

"That'll do."

The boy puts the lid on the inkwell.。。

Take the bag out of the drawer and put the materials on the table inside: "Pack up, get the ink, and get ready to go." ”