Following.

Shen Ziyu entered the school gate with two dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't know if Gu Shijin deliberately staggered the time, he didn't meet her this morning.

Yesterday's misunderstanding was not resolved, because Gu Shijin didn't give him a chance.

Shen Ziyu chased after him, but Gu Shijin took out all the strength from the snack milk, and the little arms and legs rode fast, leaving him behind.

It's very dangerous to drag racing on the road, and Shen Ziyu didn't chase too closely for fear of an accident, so the ending was that he watched her disappear and didn't get a chance to explain.

Walking into the teaching building, Shen Ziyu saw a familiar figure in front of him, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over and patted the man's shoulder.

"Now, I ......"

The girl turned around, Shen Ziyu's smile gradually disappeared, and both of them had the same dumbfounded expression, and the words "who are you" were written on their faces.

The girl said, "You called me?"

Shen Ziyu smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

The girl reluctantly glanced at him and left.

Shen Ziyu pinched the root of his eyebrows, feeling that he was stunned, alas, he was hallucinating.

According to her current character, she is not a stingy person, maybe after a night, the anger should be gone.

Back in the classroom, Shen Ziyu saw the person he was thinking about, chatting happily with Wu Mei at the same table, and when he saw him come back, he just glanced at him lightly.

Shen Ziyu felt bitter in his heart, thinking that it would be better to explain, that little misunderstanding is not worth mentioning, but it will damage his image, he fidgeted in his seat for a while, and stabbed Gu Shijin's back with a pen.

"Today......

"......" the other party should not.

"It's ...... now," he continued.

"......" still shouldn't, it seems to be ruthless.

"Now, now, now......" The tone is more humble, softer, and sounds quite coquettish.

Gu Shijin finally turned around and glared at him.

"Now, yesterday I wasn't, I didn't, I didn't, I ......"

Gu Shijin didn't want to listen to his explanation, he didn't want to face him as a bit hypocritical, thin-skinned, and a little embarrassed.

She threw a piece of something on Shen Ziyu's table and turned around.

Shen Ziyu saw the small photo frame on the table, the corners of his mouth went up, and he grinned, so he gave up trying to explain, what else to explain, no need to explain, he knew that Gu Shijin was not really angry.

The small picture frame on the table is a self-portrait that Gu Shijin should have agreed to paint for him, a sketch that depicts his side face.

Shen Ziyu didn't expect his image in Gu Shijin's mind to be like this, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, his usually deep eyes were less three points cold, three points alienated, and six points more tender, like the warm sun in winter, slowly melting the ice, and the whole person's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, obviously the same face makes him feel unreal, the small bracket dimples on both sides of the mouth are lifelike, with a little cute playfulness, making people have the urge to poke it, he sighed, this is really her obsession.

Others only knew that Shen Zi was cold, but Gu Shijin revealed the essence under his skin and portrayed the appearance in his bones.

Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

In fact, whether it is good to get along or not, in Shen Ziyu's dictionary, it is just not right for people.

Yuan Zhoulu happened to step on the point back, passed by Shen Ziyu, and also saw this painting, he was shocked: "Is this you?"

Shen Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

"Who drew this for you?" Yuan Zhoulu asked, "Did this person misunderstand you?" ”

Gentle? Will Dad Shen be so tender as water? Is the painter blind?

"No misunderstanding." Shen Ziyu vetoed.

He is like this, in front of Gu Shijin, in her mind, it should be like this, all his tenderness belongs to hers.

Yuan Zhoulu shook his head in disbelief, even he misunderstood, no wonder, "You didn't paint this painting yourself, right?" ”

"Of course, no."

"But this painting is strange and beautiful, who painted it, the technique is too good, introduce me to know, let him draw one for me."

Shen Ziyu sneered: "No way."

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