The cheeks were rosy with peach blossom eyes, Qi Shunhua turned on the faucet and rinsed the chopsticks and fingers with running water, his mind was full of blinking smart eyes, looking at him ignorantly and pitifully, the water in the sink splashed everywhere, but he couldn't wash away the touch on his palm that pierced his heart.

Turning off the faucet, he propped his backhand on the marble on the edge of the sink, like a small fish starved of oxygen, gulping in on the fresh air, closing his eyes and quietly waiting for the accelerating heartbeat to level off.

When he cleaned up his emotions and wiped his hands with a clean towel, he walked out of the kitchen and saw Qiqi obediently sitting on the dining chair, holding the watermelon peel and spinning around to watch the image he had carved.

Yu Guang glanced at Qi Shunhua's slender figure standing in front of the kitchen door, Qiqi raised his head, and the eyes of the two met, but soon Qiqi lowered his head again, staring at the bun face on the watermelon skin, "Shunhua, is this Shunying?" ”

Because of the limited area of watermelon peels, Qi Shunhua painted the Q version of the figure, and the time reasons were not completely completed, only a rough prototype.

Qi Shunhua paused, and while walking towards the entrance, he replied with a smile, "Yes, it's a pity that I didn't have time to finish it." He didn't tell the truth, the creation on the watermelon peel was suddenly thought of when she was eating noodles, which means that the character on it is actually her. Since she can see that it is Shun Ying, it is good to say that it is Shun Ying, and the result is no different.

"It's a pity." Qiqi stroked the rough lines, and said regretfully, for a high-end player like her who has no artistic cells, seeing a work of art is a sincere admiration, after all, no matter how much she makes it, she has no attainments.

Looking at her regretful eyes, Qi Shunhua just put the schoolbag on her back and put it back in the cabinet in the entrance, approached her a few steps in a row, propped her hands on the dining table, and her gentle voice was full of temptation, "You want me to finish it." ”

"Yes." She looked up at the peach blossom eyes under his broken hair, nodded, remembered the scene when he walked to the entrance and was about to leave, and shook her head, "You have other things to do, or you don't have to get done." She picked up the watermelon rind and prepared to throw it in the trash.

"I still have some time." Qi Shunhua rubbed her head, took the watermelon skin from her arms, sat down and continued carving. He came home from the library to draw mechanical drawings, the teacher was in a hurry, and the watermelon peel was not easy to store in the summer, so he did not plan to complete his temporary creation.

Listening to Qiqi's regretful tone, he felt that no matter whether it could be preserved or not, the most important thing was to let her smile.

Qi Qi was lying on the dining table, tilting his head, his cheeks resting on the back of his hand, staring at Qi Shunhua intently, only to see his bony fingers pinching the knife, poking left and right, his slender and slightly curly eyelashes were like half-stretched books waiting to be read, and the whole person with a focused expression was shining.

On a May afternoon, the air is sweltering, and the ceiling fan is whirring overhead, bringing the refreshment of sweat evaporation.

The beads of mung bean-like sweat stayed on Qi Shunhua's forehead, and he didn't care about wiping them, seeing that he was about to slide into his eyes, Qiqi took out a tissue and stood up, helping him wipe the beads of sweat without affecting his vision.

It may be that she has helped him blow his hair too many times, she picked up his bangs very naturally, and gently wiped her from her forehead to her sideburns, this intimate process, Qi Shunhua just raised her eyes and glanced at her, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and continued the movements of her hands.