He walked out of the arena disappointed, and her girl was sitting on a bench on the side of the road waiting for him. He walked over with a heart full of trepidation.

"Where's my gift?" Su Ran stretched out his hand towards him.

He told Su Ran before that he was going to give her a gift today, and he had something very important to tell her.

Meng Yun was nervous to death, and stammered: "I'm sorry, I'm not ready, maybe you won't like it." Next time, I'll make it up to you next time. ”

He just stood there, waiting for her to lose her temper at him, or scold him, or hit him a few times. However, Su Ran never spoke.

Meng Yun looked up apprehensively and found that Su Ran was no longer in place and left.

Although he had expected this to be the result, he found that he still couldn't accept it. Just as he was spurning himself, he felt someone snatch something out of his hand.

He was just about to have a seizure, but he was stunned when he saw the man's face.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Who said I'm gone, your gift hasn't been given yet, how can I go?"

Su Ran took advantage of Meng Yun's daze and quietly walked behind him. From just now, she found that Meng Yun seemed to be hiding something behind her back.

She raised the painting she had taken from Meng Yun and asked, "Is this for me?" ”

Meng Yun didn't expect that even though he tried his best to hide, he was still discovered by Su Ran, and he was so nervous that he was incoherent: "Yes, no." ”

Su Ran was amused by Meng Yun's nervous appearance: "Is it or not?" ”

Meng Yun hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to tell the truth: "Yes, I gave it to you, but it's not good, don't look at it, you won't like it." ”

Su Ran actually heard a hint of pleading from Meng Yun's tone, she no longer joked, but asked him solemnly: "Since it was given to me, can I take a look?" ”

Meng Yun didn't expect Su Ran to make such a request, maybe there was still a trace of expectation in his heart, maybe he wanted to hear Su Ran's true thoughts. He agreed.

He watched Su Ran carefully unfold the canvas little by little after getting his consent, his fingertips were white, and he was even more panicked than when he participated in the competition before.

Su Ran saw the fully unfolded painting, and his eyes were undisguised with surprise: "It's so beautiful!" You draw so well, I like it. ”

Meng Yun was stunned. He asked in disbelief, "Do you like it?" Don't you think it's bad? ”

"Well, I like it." Su Ran smiled at him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness.

"Can you give it to me?"

"Why, it's not good enough - I can paint something else for you, anything, and my previous works can be given to you. This one won't work—"

Meng Yun didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously he was so happy to be recognized by Su Ran in his heart, but he desperately found a reason to refuse. He was afraid, afraid that Su Ran was to comfort him, afraid that this was her white lie.

"But I like it. I don't want anything else, I just want this one. Anyway, I can't read it, I don't know how to paint, I don't know any skills, I just like it, in my heart, your other paintings are the same, only this one is unique, because this is what you painted for me, it was Meng Yun who painted it to Su Ran. ”

Su Ran tightly guarded the painting in his arms, for fear of being snatched by Meng Yun, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

"I cherish this painting and I cherish your heart, this is the best gift I have ever received, I will not be happy if you say so."