Although he couldn't see his face, Wang Xiaoshan inexplicably felt that he was not asleep, and he was probably still worried about Zhou Yaoting's affairs!

She didn't know what to say to make him less upset, so she could only watch him silently. Suddenly, she suddenly thought of a question, she had promised to draw him a picture yet, and the scratch paper had not been brought back, and this afternoon, because of what happened in physics class, she had forgotten all about it. For a while, Wang Xiaoshan began to worry about this matter again.

When she thought of this, her brain hurt, since she was a child, she really didn't learn how to draw, although they had art classes in elementary school, but, what was said in art class, she had long forgotten everything. As for the art homework, she always finds a simple painting at random, and then copies the paper on it, and traces it according to the outline that is not very clear, and after the places that can be seen clearly are finished, she takes it down and makes up for the places that cannot be seen clearly, which is considered to be the completion of the homework, anyway, at that time, no teacher will ask how it was drawn, just hand it in, but now, can she do this? Furthermore, even if she had to do so, what would she draw?

Now it's not just my brain hurt, but even my hands hurt, I can't hold a pen, and I don't want to draw.

Resting his chin on the table like a decadent, his two hands drooping underneath, naturally drooping under the action of gravity, and looking at the front of the table with dull eyes, this situation is not much better than Niu Jincheng who is being bad.

Suddenly, a painting appeared in my sight, okay, this is the English book that the English teacher asked each of them to prepare in the first year of junior high school. She asked her mother to buy it for her at that time, and at that time she was still a little dissatisfied because of the mess on the covers of these two English books, and these two books have been left useless. But later, when she fell in love with a certain anime, she remembered that the characters in the anime were drawn on the covers of these two books, so she finally found these two brand-new English books in the corners.

The painting on this cover is quite suitable for her to trace. I immediately found a slightly thin piece of white paper and laid it on it, the cover was brightly colored, and I could just see the mark on it.

It may be that she thought that she would be able to exchange the scratch paper back after this painting, or it may be that she thought that this was a painting for Niu Jincheng, which was different from all previous art assignments, Wang Xiaoshan became more and more serious about painting, and she was almost in the realm of selflessness, and she didn't even notice when her new table mate sat up straight and looked at her without blinking.

Until the man interrupted her, "Where did you buy this mechanical pencil, is there a pen cap missing from it?" As he spoke, he started directly and pulled the pen back from Wang Xiaoshan's hand.

"Ahh A slight short breath came out of Wang Xiaoshan's mouth, and the thing in her hand disappeared suddenly, how could she not be startled. The hand that was holding the pen took it off the table and patted his heart, and it took a long time for the beating heart to gradually calm down. The lost reason is gradually returning. Niu Jincheng's previous words, as if around the earth, this came into Wang Xiaoshan's ears, she first looked at the painting on her desk, intact, then relieved, and then she was a little angry, "Why did you suddenly take my pen, scared me to death, if this painting is destroyed, I won't compensate you."

Niu Jincheng didn't expect that his actions would scare her like this, her action really scared him a little, and then he heard someone's angry voice, but, listening to this voice, he not only did not feel regretful, but he had been very depressed and was cured by her, this was the first time he heard her speak so loudly, although it was still very young.

You know, in the past, because he couldn't hear what she said, he always subconsciously tried to distinguish what she said, and ignored her original timbre. But now, this volume is enough for him to hear her whole timbre, some crisp, very crisp, and some cool, comfortable, listening to her voice, inexplicably will make people think of cyan, as if in a boundless prairie, looking from afar, there is still a little warm yellow in the green, it is beautiful.

"I just look at your pen" was in a good mood, wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh, he was afraid that he would laugh, Wang Xiaoshan was even more angry, trying to hold back the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, so that the words he said carried a little grievance. At least that's what Wang Xiaoshan's ears heard.

Suddenly, the qi that was only the size of a Martian pip was extinguished by his aggrieved tone. Alas! She had no choice but to take him, "You give it back to me, and I will continue to paint." "It's that little voice again.

"What are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly" Niu Jincheng really didn't hear clearly, his attention just now was all focused on this person's timbre, what she said, the voice was too small, he really couldn't have both, at this moment, he really wanted to put his ear to her mouth, so that he could hear what she was talking about, and he could feel her timbre without wasting his heart, the carefree and empty grassland. But he didn't dare, and he couldn't.

"I said, you give me back the pen, I'm going to continue drawing" raised his voice, Wang Xiaoshan also knew that his voice was small, but this was the first time he said that he couldn't hear clearly.

"Oh, well, you haven't said where the cap has gone!" Niu Jincheng asked with a smile, in fact, he was not curious about this pen, but if he added the condition of 'this pen is Wang Xiaoshan's', he would be very interested. You have to know the pens in her pencil case, whether new or old, at least they are complete, only this one, there is something missing on it.

"Lost," Wang Xiaoshan said very casually.

"There's nothing on it, I know it's lost, what I want to ask is, how did you lose it?" Niu Jincheng was speechless.

Wang Xiaoshan looked at the pen in his hand, Mo Yan, a little didn't want to mention it, just thinking about it made him feel a little angry.

This pen has been with her for a long time, and this is the sixth year of calculation. She remembers that her cousin gave her the pen when she was in the third grade, and she heard her cousin say that it was given to her by the owner who bought something in the small store.

Although it was sent, I have to say that the quality of this mechanical pencil is really good, unlike the hollow pen now, it is solid and hard, which is one of the reasons why she can use it for so long, as for another reason, I have said before that Wang Xiaoshan is a very nostalgic person, especially the longer the time, the more reluctant she is to lose it. And this pen is also quite powerful, and it has always been good.

Originally, this pen could have been good, followed her intact throughout her elementary school career, and then spent a stressful middle school and high school, and finally maybe even followed her into college. But the world is unpredictable!

When she was in sixth grade, the teacher lined up her seats and gave her a particularly mischievous boy. Then, one day, when he asked Wang Xiaoshan to borrow a pen, Wang Xiaoshan simply lent it to him, but later, when Wang Xiaoshan wanted to use it himself, the man was unwilling to give it to her.

Of course Wang Xiaoshan is not happy, she looks at this pen very seriously, how can she give it to him! He didn't want to give it, so she could only grab it. Although when I was a child, there was not much difference in the strength of male and female students, but as I said before, Wang Xiaoshan has been a sick man since he was a child, and he has a fever and illness at every turn, and he has been better in the past two years.

was in a hurry, and he couldn't grab it, so Wang Xiaoshan could only stare at him angrily. Her eyes were wide open, especially on her palm-sized little face due to her weak body, which was like two shining lanterns, which looked particularly weird.

To be honest, Wang Xiaoshan's face didn't seem very good-looking at the time, the skin was only left on the thin face, there was no meat, the mouth was also very big, and the eyes were not small, but it was too weird to match together!

And at that time, boys and girls, although their aesthetics were not yet fully mature, but they would always give more preferential treatment to those who looked good, and it just so happened that Kosugi-san's classmates were not in this preferential treatment, and that person simply ignored her angry glare, and grabbed the pen.

Later, I may have had enough, and I am finally willing to return this pen to Wang Xiaoshan. It's just that this pen is a bit different from the previous appearance, and the most obvious difference is that the cap on it is gone!

Wang Xiaoshan held the pen tightly and said to the man, "Where's the cap on this?" "I'm sad and angry, this person is so bad!

"Lost" Wang Xiaoshan was uncomfortable, but the man didn't care at all, as if the person who did the bad thing was not him.

"Where's the loss?" Wang Xiaoshan continued to ask. Knowing where she lost, she still has the possibility of getting it back, otherwise, there will really be no more, and this one will be incomplete!

"I don't know" the man was still arrogant and very impatient.

In the end, Wang Xiaoshan didn't ask where the hat was lost, and at the same time, he was distressed and hoped to find it back.

And this unrealistic idea was finally completely shattered on her way to physical education class, which was also the only way for them to clean up and take out the garbage. It can't be regarded as shattered, and this extravagant hope should be realized, because she saw the remains of the pen cap, which had been tragically poisoned, and it could not be flattened anymore, it was simply unrecognizable.

Wang Xiaoshan picked it up with some distress, put it in his clothes pocket, and absentmindedly followed his classmates to class.

Don't care about this unrecognizable pen cap, how did Wang Xiaoshan recognize it, if a person also holds one all day long, and uses it for four consecutive years, no matter what it becomes, he can recognize it!

After class, back in the classroom, Wang Xiaoshan immediately took out the wreckage and tried to restore it to its original state, but unfortunately the damage was too serious, and before Wang Xiaoshan could use any force, it was completely scattered, and it was still the kind that no one recognized. If it was like this before, Wang Xiaoshan would not have recognized it. It seems that there is only one task in its appearance, to satisfy Wang Xiaoshan's extravagant expectations, and then smash it fiercely.

"I was lost by a tablemate from my former elementary school." Wang Xiaoshan swallowed the bitter water in his heart, and summarized everything in one sentence, his heart was congested, he couldn't say it, and if he said it, he would seem to be stingy! A pen cap can remember it for so long! However, this is no ordinary pen, it is the pen she has used for the longest time!

"That's it" Niu Jincheng also guessed, according to her personality, how could this pen not be like this, but that tablemate has been remembered by her for so long, and it is also because of this pen! Somehow, he suddenly felt a little unwilling, and he didn't care if it was clean or not, he put the pen directly into his mouth, and bit it at the only piece of plastic, with great strength, the purpose was naturally to leave a little mark on this pen.