Meng Yun calmly ignored their slightly exaggerated expressions, and asked seriously: "Why can't I like others?" ”

In fact, it was too early to say that he liked it, and he couldn't describe that mood specifically.

How so? It's a complicated feeling to meet someone you once knew in a strange place, a little surprised and a little delighted.

In order to enter A University Oil Painting, he tried to rebel against his arranged life for the first time. Showdown with grandpa. I used my ability and grandfather to make a deal to get these four years of freedom.

So he cherishes this hard-won opportunity very much.

Whenever he has free time, he will go to Xicao until midnight, where it is very quiet, he can always find inspiration in the quiet atmosphere, and then vent all his emotions in his writing.

A large part of the reason why he likes painting is also because when he paints, he doesn't need to disguise, he doesn't need to hide his true emotions, he just needs to express himself.

He has adhered to this habit for 20 years.

Today, after he finished drawing on the playground, he collected his sketchpad and prepared to go back, and on the way back, he passed by the girls' dormitory, and at the gate of the park, he saw several freshmen.

The door to the dormitory was locked, and they didn't seem to know about the curfew, so they were in a hurry at the door.

The entrance control of the University of A has always been very strict, and students are not allowed to enter or leave the dormitory after 11 p.m.

However, there are policies and countermeasures, and the school has access control, and of course the students have also thought of a way - to go over the wall.

After a year of baptism, these sophomores have practiced their skills very quickly, but it seems that the freshmen are not yet adaptable.

In the spirit of not being nosy, he had no intention of alarming them.

He took a step back and stood in the green space on the steps, his body just obscured by the shadow of the tree.

Seeing that they still couldn't get in for a while, he slowly took out his headphones, ready to stand here and wait for them all to go in, and before he could start playing, he heard a name and unconsciously stopped his hand movements.

Su Ran? Is it her?

The little girl who suddenly broke into his life, like a meteor, suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly.

He subconsciously followed the sound and looked over and saw a delicate and small face, with a little childishness.

The strangeness reveals familiarity, and I can vaguely see some shadows from my childhood.

Suddenly, her expression coincided with the girl in her memory.

It really hasn't changed much. Meng Yun didn't know what kind of psychology she was having, maybe she couldn't bear to see her anxious appearance.

When she was helpless in the corner, he uncharacteristically took care of his affairs and walked out without thinking.

She seemed startled by his sudden voice, took a step back, and then looked at him critically for a moment. Half-ringing, he nodded slowly.

After getting her consent, Meng Yun stood in front of her, carefully hugged her up, and kept a certain distance in a measured manner.

It was obviously a very simple action, but his nervous palms were full of fine sweat.

It's too close, it's too close.

Since he was a child, it seems that apart from her, he has never been so close to a person, so close that he can smell the faint fragrance of her hair and hear her rapid heartbeat, bang bang, bang bang, one by one, it also hit his heart.

Maybe his appearance as a weak scholar was too deceptive, and he seemed to doubt whether he could pick her up when he looked at her, and he was embarrassed to say it directly, so he didn't choose to say anything.

Seeing her serious expression, he couldn't help but tease her with words, deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, and promised in a serious way that he would not throw her down.

After listening to it, she really took it seriously, her face was red and about to drip blood, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him.

Meng Yun's mood suddenly became clear. It's nice that I'm not the only one who is nervous. He couldn't help but chuckle.

saw her embarrassment and couldn't bear to bully her anymore.

He turned around to make sure she straightened her clothes, listened to her soft thanks, and after making sure she didn't need help anymore, he quietly left.

She didn't seem to recognize him at all, and at first he was not without loss in his heart, but he was soon pleased by her shy look.

Her personality turned out to be not as outgoing and cheerful as he remembered.

He thought to himself: That's fine, isn't it? I'm going to get to know her with a new self. Whether she remembered him or not, he would make her remember him again.