Jiang Xiaomian lowered her head, today, they all witnessed her embarrassment.

Xiang Dongyang helped her lie down: "What's uncomfortable?" Where do you still feel uncomfortable? Get some sleep first, and the fever will go away. ”

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the person in front of her, listened to him ask a word of concern, and said a word of advice, and her words were full of tenderness that could not be hidden, which made her a little flattered.

She nodded anyway and closed her eyes obediently.

Yang Tian came to the hotel room and pushed open the door, although the light was slightly dim, the half-hidden mess still had nowhere to hide, and even the table was pushed to the ground. The people dispersed early, and only Jiang Wanguan, who was sitting anywhere, remained.

"Tsk, what about your classmates? Dare to end up with a little battle!" Yang Tian said jokingly, and when he walked in, his high-heeled shoes touched some fine broken glass, making a slight squeak.

She turned on the light button and saw more detail, smashing cakes, broken glasses, spilled red wine on a wall, and rose petals scattered from broken branches.

Jiang Wanguan squatted in the corner and said nothing, Yang Tian saw that her eyes trembled with anger, and she could swallow a whole living person.

Jiang Wanwan raised her head, and threw all this mess to Jiang Xiaomian with a thorn in her words: "Jiang Xiaomian, she ruined my birthday party..."

Yang Tian looked at Jiang Wanguan's appearance, and first said "yo", not thinking it was a big deal, "I look at that girl, it's just a wood that can't get angry, what kind of ability can she have to make you angry like this?" ”

Jiang Wanguan heard this, and said hatefully: "Auntie, you don't know, she has a lot of tricks!"

"And what did she do? I'll help you figure out how to get angry!" Yang Tian picked up a clean place and sat down, ready to listen.

Jiang Wanguan naturally didn't say much, and it was inevitable that Han Feiran was involved in the matter of being counted down by her aunt, and she got up and left the hotel pretending not to say it.

"Little brother, I'm looking for you for fifty yuan, welcome to come again next time!" In the flower shop, Han's mother saw her son return home dejected after finishing a business.

Seeing his son's situation, most of the ending was written on his face.

"Otherwise, what? That Miss Jiang didn't accept you? ”

Han Feiran heard his mother's inquiry, and forced a smile: "No, it's just that a little oolong happened." ”

"What oolong?"

Han Feiran thought about the things that were wrong in his mind these days, and when he was suspicious in many places, he never realized it.

In fact, he should have discovered the loophole from the beef incident and the expansion activities in the military training, as well as the express order, but God actually skimmed all this perfectly, so that Han Feiran missed it a little carelessly.

Han Feiran asked his mother: "Mom, do you know who Jiang Wanguan is?" ”

"Late Guan? You mean Wanguan, I met her once, she accompanied Miss Jiang to buy flowers, cut the student's head, and looked weird, I heard Miss Jiang call her that. ”

Han Feiran laughed at himself when he heard this: "I'm even more confused than my mother, but if my mother calls the name Xiaomian in front of me once, it won't be wrong to this point." ”

"Mom, her name is Jiang Xiaomian, just call her by her name, she doesn't pay attention to so much." Han Feiran reminded his mother.

Han's mother asked him again: "Otherwise, Xiaomian, did she agree to have a relationship with you?" So what kind of oolong happened to the oolong you just mentioned? ”

Han Feiran heard his mother ask about this stubble again, but it was hard to say it clearly, so it was okay not to mention it.

"It's nothing, it's just that I misremembered the meeting place and ran for nothing." Han Feiran lied, but fortunately, his mother was convinced and stopped asking.

The mother and son were talking, and Jiang Wanguan's voice came from outside: "Han Feiran..."

When Han Feiran looked at it, she combed her neat and slippery short hair and changed into a plaid colored foreign cloth floral dress, which was neat and luxurious.

When Han's mother saw her, she smiled and greeted: "Wanguan, come in and sit, why didn't Xiaomian come with you?" ”

Jiang Wanguan heard Han's mother's invitation, so she glanced inside the flower shop, which was a mess, undoubtedly a mess after being busy.

"I won't sit down, come and find Han Feiran, can I talk to him?" Jiang Wanguan said, and looked at Han Feiran who was on the side.

When Han Feiran heard this, he was a little stunned in the face of the woman in front of him, he didn't expect that Jiang Wanwan would come to the door so soon.

Han's mother pushed her son who was in a daze, and Han Feiran responded to Jiang Wanwan.

The calm surface of the river is slightly rippling by the strong wind, and occasionally it is beaten by the occasional swelling waves.

Han Feiran walked along with Jiang Wanwan towards the riverside, and gradually passed the noisy place. Both of them first pondered how to start to speak, or who would speak first, otherwise they would only have to listen to the sound of the river waves lapping along the shore.

Jiang Wanguan first broke this silence: "Let's get acquainted again, my name is Jiang Wanguan." In the evening, Wan Er smiled. ”

Han Feiran looked at Jiang Wanguan, thinking that she would take care of her own mistakes, but it seemed that her relief was refreshing and neat.

"My name is Han Feiran, and I am not true." Han Feiran's facial expression still couldn't hide the shame, "For a while, I'm sorry, since that wallet, I thought that Jiang Wanguan was Jiang Xiaomian..."

The last thing Jiang Wanguan wanted to know was such a result, so she faced all this first.

Jiang Wanguan said: "You help me apologize to Xiaomian, I blamed her by mistake and hit her by mistake." ”

From the first sentence, the cause of everything was already clear, but at the beginning, they really went around in a big circle for this misunderstanding, and so many unexpected things happened.

Jiang Wanguan sneered: "Do you know? I once picked up a piece of paper at your house full of my name, in the same handwriting as the note left by the person who picked up my wallet in the first place. At that time, I also thought that you had a crush on me. It seems that now, we are just a joke. ”

Han Feiran looked at her expression, as if he was unwilling, and seemed to mind very much. If they had taken the initiative to ask each other out earlier, today's embarrassment would not have happened.

Han Feiran also smiled: "If we could have met earlier, it wouldn't have been like this."

Jiang Wanguan listened to Han Feiran's words, in fact, she understood that the fundamental reason was herself. It was himself who once disliked him, and now he is the one who doesn't want to accept such a sloppy ending.

Vanity is a very complicated and damn thing, it has always been hidden in Jiang Wanguan's heart, and it keeps tinkering.

"So, your crush has always been Jiang Wanmian?" Jiang Wanguan just asked, only to find out that this question was very stupid, and what she wanted might just be a sense of vanity and self-confidence that she had a crush.

Han Feiran affirmed this sentence: "Yes, it has always been her."

The sense of disparity in Jiang Wanguan's heart, from the final gain to the loss. Even if she understood that Jiang Xiaomian had never robbed it, it was even more cruel than directly robbing it.

Perhaps, Jiang Wanguan invisibly had a good impression of Han Feiran, and at this moment, he felt a faint pain in his heart.

"Well, I wish you a speedy fulfillment." Jiang Wanwan turned around and left after dropping her words, and there was a lot of loss behind her.

Han Feiran called Xiang Dongyang, it was turned off, and when he returned to the dormitory, there was only one idiot Xu Zifan who was holding a book and studying.

After Jiang Xiaomian had dinner in the hospital, she was still a little groggy, and she had slept peacefully unconsciously, but she didn't know that Xiang Dongyang had been staying by her side.

Xian Xinchen walked over, patted Dong Yang's shoulder and whispered, "You go back and rest, Xiaomian has me here."

Xiang Dongyang looked at Xian Xinchen and said cautiously: "Can I give you a reason for me to stay here tonight?"

Xian Xinchen didn't understand what he meant for a while: "What... What is the reason? ”

"I like Jiang Xiaomian from three years ago."

Xiang Dongyang thought that he was demonstrating to Xian Xinchen, and seeing how he fought back, Xian Xinchen smiled with a little disdain.

"Her favorite breakfast is porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork." Xian Xinchen left a simple sentence, picked up his coat, and left the ward.

Xiang Dongyang stood in place. In the face of his rival in love, he had prepared a stomach full of words, but he didn't think that it would come in handy at all.

Because in Xian Xinchen's view, Xiang Dongyang's sentence: "I like Jiang Xiaomian, it started three years ago" is not a challenge, but a rescue.

He was even inexplicably optimistic about this Xiang Dongyang.

One day's story ended in a chaotic manner, and the next day's morning light made up for it as warm as it was pleasant.

When Jiang Xiaomian woke up, the first thing he saw was not Xian Xinchen, but Xiang Dongyang, who was asleep on the edge of the bed.

Xiang Dongyang heard the movement and woke up, Jiang Xiaomian looked at him from the side.

"You were here last night?"

Xiang Dongyang got up, pretending that it wasn't what she imagined.

"Yo, how can there be.. I just came here early in the morning, and you didn't wake up. You're hungry, I'll go buy you some breakfast. Xiang Dongyang said and got up.

After a night, Xiang Dongyang's feet became numb.

"Oops!" As soon as he stood up unconscious, he almost collapsed.

Jiang Xiaomian hurriedly went to support Xiang Dongyang: "Are you okay?"

Xiang Dongyang shook his head and went out with an embarrassed smile.

The nurse came in at this time to take Jiang Xiaomian's temperature.

"I see that you look good, and the fever has subsided." The nurse looked at the thermometer and said, "I was on the night shift last night, and I saw that your boyfriend had been guarding you, what a warm-hearted man." ”

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the nurse and said that he left the ward with a smile. Early in the morning, the nurse brought her an accident.

"Xiaomian, look, what's breakfast today?"

Jiang Xiaomian didn't have time to digest the accident properly, and Xiang Dongyang's cheers went first.

Xiang Dongyang opened the steaming preserved egg and lean porridge, and Jiang Xiaomian was surprised: "How do you know that I like to eat this?"

Xiang Dongyang smiled and moved his lying eyes: "I just passed by a street stall and happened to meet it."

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the lunch box and did not expose his lies, no street stall selling bowls of porridge would be packed luxuriously and neatly with high-end lunch boxes.

Jiang Xiaomian tasted it, the amount of meat in the porridge was luxurious, and a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge was poured into a meat seller, so that the other side dishes became condiments, this is the difference between the family version and the restaurant version.

"How's it going, isn't it delicious?" Xiang Dongyang asked eagerly on the side.

Jiang Xiaomian responded to him: "It's delicious, but the taste of porridge is very unfamiliar."

Xiang Dongyang smiled on the side.

At this time, Lin Shen's voice also came into the ward, and as soon as she came, she came up and hugged Jiang Xiaomian: "Xiaomian, I miss you to death!"

After Lin Shen saw the porridge, he asked Xiang Dongyang again, and his temperament began to bring some gossip: "Yo, love breakfast!"

Jiang Xiaomian blocked Lin Shen's words: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Shencai got up seriously and said: "Xiaomian, I helped Brother Xian round a lie that is more round than basketball, and I hid a hot conscience and told Aunt Bai that you were at my house last night, what, do you want to praise some hush money!"

"I just thought you were serious for a while, but it turned out to be a fake serious." Jiang Xiaomian just drank the porridge.

Lin Shen asked: "But when will you be discharged from the hospital, if your mother finds my door, then I really can't hold on."

"Okay, I'll finish the porridge and I'll be back later." Jiang Xiaomian took the lunch box.

Lin Shen still teased the two of them: "If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be willing to finish this bowl of porridge!"

Indeed, where there is a deep forest, joy will never be quiet.

Xiang Dongyang returned home with the lunch box, and when Xiang Dongyang's mother saw that her son was back, she hurriedly went over.

"Dongyang, what's wrong with you? How did you get to the hospital? "Ask the mother all kinds of love.

Xiang Dongyang put down the lunch box, "Mom, it's nothing, it's just that a friend of mine is sick, so I asked Cheng's mother to make some porridge for my friend." ”

When Xiang Mu heard this, she was relieved, and she smelled the smell of the potion on his clothes, and said lightly: "I've never seen you so attentive when I'm sick, make a phone call, and talk nonsense: boil porridge, put more meat, cook the rice rotten, don't be cold when you send it..."

Xiang Dongyang complained about listening to her mother's tone of speaking, and hugged her: "Okay, besides, don't you still have your father to make porridge for you!"

"Rely on your father, I might as well rely on Cheng's mother!" After saying to his mother, he asked his son, "What kind of friend is worthy of you staying in the hospital all night without clothes, is it a broken hand or a broken foot?" ”

"Mom!"

"Okay, okay, no matter what you are, let you go, don't say one night, I don't care about you if you don't go home for five years in the future, and live like a wild horse without the reins!"

Xiang Mu turned and continued to nag: "This child should have gone abroad to exercise like Xi Yan in the first place."

As soon as Xiang Dongyang heard his sister's name, he turned around and asked mysteriously, "Mom, why hasn't my sister come back yet?" It can't be that he found a Yankee in the United States to marry privately, right? ”

When Xiang Mu heard this, she smiled and patted him on the back: "No shape!"

"Mom, I'll go out later!"

Xiang Dongyang said and returned to the room, looking at the "sketch girl" in his painting, at that moment, he felt that God was very attached to him, but he didn't get his wish.

He inadvertently took out Xian Xinchen's business card from his pocket, looked at this person's name, and threw it into the corner of the desk.

In the Red Spinning Gallery, because of the influence of the festival, the excitement was earned by the scenic spot, and the employees were given leave, leaving Yu Qiubo to paint quietly.

"Knock Knock"

There was a knock at the door of the studio.

"Who?" Yu Qiubo asked and then muttered to open the door: "Who will knock on the door now..."

"Teacher Yu!" The person standing outside was Xiang Dongyang, and a hello made Yu Qiubo's mood a lot happier.

Yu Qiubo said: "What's the matter, I'm tired of eating moon cakes, and I'm here to beg for leisure?"

"What is begging, I'm afraid you think it's begging, but it's actually asking for advice! I always feel that I can't draw well!" Xiang Dongyang said and took out a painting.

Yu Qiubo looked at the whole branch of kapok in Xiang Dongyang's painting and smiled: "You must know that painting skills can only be improved through perseverance, and if you feel that you can't paint well, you feel that your painting skills are not good, but you ignore that in this process, you have been improving."

Xiang Dongyang's eyes were attracted by a painting next to Yu Qiubo.

It is an oil painting, the picture is beautiful, dreamlike, and it makes people look bright. On the branches of the trees on the side of the hillside, the big full moon is stunned on the branches of the treetops, and the evening glow reflects the white full moon in the sky.

"This painting is not right..."Xiang Dongyang saw the flaw at a glance.

Yu Qiubo looked at him, smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Dongyang said the correct opinion: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day before yesterday, who has seen the stars?" The moon and stars are scarce is an eternal truth, the author painted the full moon so white, and desperately wanted to add a sky full of stars, which is not contrary to common sense, thinking that it is the finishing touch, but in fact it is a snake to add a snake. ”

Indeed, even astronomers dare not refute Xiang Dongyang's opinion.

Yu Qiubo smiled and shook his head: "No wonder you think your painting skills are dull, this painting, even if it is against natural phenomena, I still appreciate it!"

Xiang Dongyang is still confused: "Although the painting is beautiful, painting should also be based on facts. Teacher, no matter how beautiful people are, you can't speak with a clear conscience, right? ”

"Fool, you've been looking at it for so long, and you still don't see what it means?" Yu Qiubo laughed at his persistent opinion and asked rhetorically.

Xiang Dongyang shook his head.

Removing another painting from the wall, Yu Qiubo freed up an area and hung it in the center of the student exhibition.

"Son, you are smart because you are right. But your mistake is that you only appreciate the surface of the painting, and only stick to your own cognition, and you will definitely not know the author's intention. If the viewer does not understand the truth of 'the moon and stars are rare', then he will definitely not understand this painting, and will only look at it as an ordinary starry sky painting. But have you looked at it for so long and haven't paid attention to the name of this painting? ”

As soon as Xiang Dongyang was reminded, he really ignored this.