"That, Guizhi-san......" Actually, the literary committee member was embarrassed to ask her, after all, she didn't feel like she was easy to get along with, but.... If you don't ask her, the blackboard newspaper will be miserable!

Mo Li was in a daze, and she was not at all annoyed when she was interrupted. Looking at the girl in front of her, she is..... Who? Mo Li didn't remember much for a while.

"That Guizhi, can you please help draw the blackboard newspaper, thank you very much!" The Literature and Art Committee finished speaking in one breath without pausing. She was very nervous, she had never spoken to her new classmates, and the first time she turned out to be asking someone to take over this troublesome matter. I'm so embarrassed!

"Well, that, I'm only good at black and white painting, but not coloring." Mo Li smiled lightly, she was quite interested in this. But don't try anything you can't do.

The literary committee didn't expect her to refuse, and immediately said, "That, if you color, the squad leader will be able to work with him." He couldn't do it alone, but... It's good to have Guizhi! "She moved Daisuke Ono out because he was very popular with girls.

"Eh, yes, you can try it. But it's not good at drawing...""No, just have your help. Thank you very much! "The literary and art committee was so moved that he wanted to cry, and finally someone painted it. She's going to babysit her mom this afternoon.

"It's fine." Mo Li still looked at her with a smile, and there was more gentleness in her eyes. It turns out that this is the feeling of being asked.

Daisuke Ono is also paying attention to the movement here. Seeing that Mo Li agreed. I don't want to draw so much. After the literary committee told the two of them the theme, he handed them the paint chalk.

In the afternoon, after school, the two of them had time to do their hands. After talking to the people on duty, they handed over the blackboard to them for hygiene.

"Guizhi-san, you can draw a draft first. Do you want to draw it on paper first? Daisuke Ono asked her gently, holding a blank piece of paper in his hand. Yes. Mo Li took the paper and gestured before starting.

The theme is youth, so let's draw an afternoon classroom. Daisuke had nothing to do but wait on the sidelines. When Moli began to paint, she closed her eyes and imagined the picture, and when she opened her eyes again, she was amazingly focused, and her pen began to describe on the drawing paper. Daisuke sat on the side and watched, slightly surprised, so focused! But it's serious. The warm sunlight sprinkled on Moli's body. Outlines her delicate profile. After looking at it for a long time, I found that she seemed to be plated with a faint golden light. But why is her eyes cold, like thin ice? The occasional slight frown was smoothed out by the breeze. Ono couldn't help but look at it. I don't know how long it took, just quietly, quietly, feeling the sunshine at dusk and her softness.

"It's done. Long waiting. Mo Li put down the pencil and exhaled a long breath. Daisuke also immediately came back to his senses, "Huh? Okay. Let me see. Daisuke took the painting she handed her.

Black and white tones, a bit of a lonely feeling. But there is sunshine again. In the classroom, someone is sleeping on a desk. Someone was chatting with someone and was very happy. She drew her own class. There was someone in almost every seat of everyone, but the place where she was found was empty. "Why don't you paint yourself?" Ono asked casually. Mo Li thought for a while, and said helplessly: "That.... Maybe it's because I don't know what I'm like. There was no special answer, but Daisuke noticed a bit of loss in her eyes.

"That.... Let's get started, draw on the board. Daisuke could only change the subject. He didn't want to see her lost, and there was always a faint layer of sorrow and tenderness. And Mo Li followed him, taking a pen and drawing on the blackboard.

It's past 5 p.m. The people of the club are also about to go back. The two are still painting quietly, and there is an inexplicable harmony.

In the process of erasing and changing, time passes little by little. Daisuke inadvertently looked at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock.

"That.... Aren't you going back? It's almost over here anyway. Daisuke asked kindly

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Mo Li said indifferently: "I'm not in a hurry to go back." ”

Daisuke frowned, wouldn't her family be worried? Their family had to stay in the store until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, so he could go back later. But the girls better go back early. Daisuke blurted out thinking so

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"Your family is going to be worried. Why don't you go back first, I'll be here here. As soon as he finished saying this, Mo Li's hand paused, the tenderness in his eyes was a little less, and he said to Daisuke a little coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm the only one in my family." Daisuke still didn't think too much about it and blurted out again.

"Then your mother will come back to accompany you after work."

"......" Mo Li didn't speak, but the chalk in his hand broke, broke into two sections, and half fell to the ground.

"Uh..... Am I saying something I shouldn't have said? Daisuke also found out that something was wrong.

"Nothing." Moli returned to her gentle appearance.

"Then it's already good evening...."

"My mom won't be coming back, I'm alone in Japan." Daisuke was about to say something when he was interrupted by Mori. But Daisuke didn't think much about it but felt guilty, were her parents divorced.... He's really, he shouldn't have brought it up. What a fool!

I didn't want her to be sad.

"I'm sorry...."Daisuke could only apologize.

"It's okay, let's draw it, it'll be fine in no time. I'll paint it later. "Moli doesn't really care about these things. Daisuke just watched her draw, he could teach her....