When he arrived in the classroom, Xiao Su's heart finally calmed down, and he just wanted to take out his textbook to review, but he was surprised to see that there was an extra picture scroll in his schoolbag!

Spread out the picture scroll, a lifelike man in black in ancient costume emerged. His shocking appearance made Xiao Su couldn't help but take a few more looks.

However, where did she seem to have seen this portrait?

At this time, Yue Lin, who was sitting next to her, leaned her head over, looked at the man in the painting, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world: "Wow! What a beautiful old-fashioned man! Did you buy this? Or was it given by someone else? This baby wants it so much, too! ”

At the mention of the word "send", a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Xiao Su's mind, isn't this portrait the one she received a few days ago for no reason? But she remembered that she locked it in a dormitory cabinet.

What's going on, is her memory wrong?

Seeing that Xiao Su didn't answer her question, Yue Lin shook her arm vigorously and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you ignore me?" ”

"Sent." Xiao Su said without thinking, guessing that she would definitely ask who the person who sent the painting was, so she added: "But I don't know who sent it, and there is no news from him on the package." ”

"And that kind of thing?" Yue Lin's face was full of disbelief, snatched the portrait, and looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to imprint the man deeply in his mind.

"It's a strange thing to think about it, what does it mean when you say that you sent an ancient portrait anonymously?" Xiao Su was puzzled and dragged his chin and asked.

"Whatever it means. This man is really handsome, and this baby has an urge to fall in love. ”

Looking at Yue Lin's nymphomaniac appearance, Xiao Su couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He is indeed a beautiful man, with a long body, skin better than snow, slender phoenix eyebrows, and slightly pursed red lips, as if smiling but not smiling, nothing is not perfect, nothing is not charming, and he looks like nothing more.

Gongzi Yan Ruyu, Mo Shangshi Wushuang is probably talking about a person of his appearance.

If it weren't for the fact that she had spring dreams for several days in a row after receiving the portrait, Xiao Su thought, she would definitely like this portrait more.

"Xiao Su, you are so good, you bring it to class, you shouldn't be in love with this beautiful man, right?" Yue Lin's words slapped on her face like thunder, interrupting her thoughts.

"What nonsense, how can I be so stupid!" Xiao Su was annoyed and angry: "If you say that again, I will never have sex with you!" ”

"Teasing you, you really take it to heart, it's so rigid." Yue Lin complained, she didn't know, her unintentional joke made Xiao Su involuntarily sketch the outline of the man in her dream in her mind.

Xiao Su was surprised to find that the man's face looked like the person in the painting!

Could it be that she dreams of the man in the painting every night, is she in love with him? Is this what is called thinking during the day and dreaming at night?

Frightened by his own thoughts, Xiao Su's old face turned red, and the temperature of his whole body rose sharply, as if he had just come out of the furnace.

She can't really be so heavy, right?

"Xiao Su, your face is so red." Yue Lin noticed the change in her face, so she touched her face with her hand, and then let out a scream: "It's so hot, do you have a fever?" ”

After thinking about the handsome face of Mu Chen at first, Xiao Su shook his head vigorously and rejected the ridiculous idea just now.

It's impossible, she already has a person in her heart, and she can't spare extra space for other members of the opposite sex, let alone just a person in a painting.

"Linlin, are you interested in this painting?" Xiao Su didn't want to continue to be affected by a painting to sleep, and it was a pity to throw it away, so he planned to transfer it to someone he liked.

"Of course, do you want to give it to me?" Yue Lin's face was full of anticipation and excitement, and she looked at her with blank eyes, waiting for her next words.

"Hmm." She nodded.

"I'm so touched, the baby loves you to death!" After Yue Lin made a cute expression at her, she didn't hesitate to stuff the scroll into her own bag.

Seeing the scroll detached from his hands, Xiao Su suddenly felt a nameless sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.

Although she was puzzled, she had to admit that this painting evoked the loneliness at the bottom of her heart, a sadness that could not be traced.

Could it be that I've been through something very painful? She thought to herself,

But after living for nearly 20 years, apart from being separated from Mu Chen, what is there to be so sad about her?

"Xiao Su, listen to the class." When she was in a daze, she was pushed by the people around her, and then she remembered that the class bell had been ringing for a long time, so she had to forcibly pull herself back to class.

But after staring at the blackboard for a while, she began to feel sleepy, her eyelids kept beating, and her head was getting lower and lower.

Hey, the professor's class is a classic version of a lullaby. After whispering a grumble, she collapsed on the table, leaving only one eye still mechanically watching the professor on the podium.

At this time, a cold wind blew from nowhere, and the professor's face turned into the face of the man in his dream, and Xiao Su immediately raised his head!

He took a step forward, as if he had shattered a space, and in an instant he was beside her.

I saw him dressed in black and charming, with black hair fluttering in the wind, and he was peerless, leaning on the edge of the table and looking at her condescendingly.

"Why are you here again?" As soon as Xiao Su saw him, he remembered Yue Lin's joke, and his cheeks turned crimson. I thought he would only appear at night, but I didn't expect him to let go during the day! Is it so hard to get a good night's sleep?

"One word after another, it means that you don't want to see me." The man's tone was so cold that there was no trace of a living person's breath, like a thousand years of ice.

"Why would you give my portrait to someone else?" The man asked again, a little more anger in his voice. Although his face was covered by mist, Xiao Su knew that his face must be a little angry at this moment.

"It turns out that the man in that painting is really you!" Xiao Su was shocked, "What does it mean to send a painting over?" ”

"You don't know?" The man seemed more surprised than she was.

"You didn't say it, how do I know!"

"Hehe, it turns out that you really forgot everything." The man laughed miserably, revealing all kinds of complex emotions of pain, helplessness, sadness, anger, and said heavily: "At the beginning, I wrote poems for you, you painted for me, and we sent each other lifelong love tokens. I thought that even if you forgot me for a while, as long as you kept my portrait by your side, you would still remember me after all. But now I finally understand that I overestimated my meaning in your heart. At the end of the day, I was the only one who couldn't let go. ”

Xiao Su listened to his words in a daze, his face was full of shock, and asked, "You mean, I drew that picture?" ”

The man nodded, stared at her for a moment, and then asked in a dumb voice, "Don't you really have any impression of me?" ”

"Nope." answered cleanly, Xiao Su himself felt that he was too cruel to him.

The man was silent after hearing this, as if he was caught up in the memories of the past.

Feeling his sorrow, Xiao Su's heart did not throb much, and he was as calm as a lake. She kind of understood what was going on with her inexplicable distress for the man. These feelings seem to have nothing to do with the ups and downs, but more about sympathy, touching, and guilt.

"It's really a joke of time that washes away your feelings for me. But since I have appeared in your life, I will never give up, as long as I come to you every day, and I don't believe that you don't feel anything. The man's voice was firm, as loud as an oath.

But Xiao Su became irritable, entered her dreams every day, and toyed with her like last night, she had to be tired and half dead?

"I am touched by your affection, but I am not a good person. What's more, the past is like smoke, the vicissitudes of life have passed, I hope you withdraw from my dream, my world. "Dreams are dreams after all, and Xiao Su will not take into account his feelings.

"What do you say? You ruthless woman! As soon as the man heard this, he immediately became fierce, and shouted as if he wanted to strangle her to death: "Has my arrival made you uncomfortable? Jiajia, you really disappointed me! ”

"If you are disappointed, you can let go of your attachment, and I can make up for my sleep, which is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone." Xiao Su said in a playful tone.

"You!" The man couldn't get angry, and raised his hand to slap her, but the palm of his hand stopped in mid-air.

The murderous aura spread around him, and Xiao Su knew that he was really angry.

The man grabbed her by the neck and gritted his teeth and said, "I really want to dig out your heart to see if it's dark." ”

"You try." Knowing that it was a dream, Xiao Su did not have the slightest fear, but said without knowing whether to live or die: "My heart is red, as red as ketchup." ”

The strength in the man's hand suddenly increased, and he said gloomily: "I look cynical, do you really think I don't dare?" ”

"Let go, you're hurting me!" There was a sharp pain in his neck, and Xiao Su's heart began to panic. The man's hand is her own hand in reality, she won't strangle herself in a dream, right? Does this count as a form of suicide?

"You still know it hurts?" The man's mocking tone made her even more uneasy, for fear that she would lose her breath in the next second.

However, the man let go of his hand, turned his back to her, and after a long time spoke: "If I am torture to you, then I will leave." But I will always wait for you, even if the sea is rotten. ”

Looking at his lonely back and listening to his hoarse voice, Xiao Su's nose was pantothenic again, his throat choked, and he reached out to grab his hand, but he couldn't even reach the placket.

How much courage did it take for him to say such a thing?

"Qi Xiaosu!" Just as her eyes were empty and she was looking ahead in a trance, there was a roaring roar above her head, and Xiao Su looked up and met the sparkling eyes of the head teacher.

"Teach, Professor." She stammered, lowering her head to her crotch, not daring to look at him.

"How many times do I have to scream before you get up? I was distracted in the first class, what did you do last night, did you become a thief? ”

Listening to the humiliating scolding of the head teacher, Xiao Su was so aggrieved that she almost cried.

Didn't she sleep well!

When she returned to the dormitory at noon, Xiao Su found that her roommates were discussing her troubles today.

"Xiao Su, you are so good, you dare to fish in the class teacher's class?"

"Xiao Su, you're not in a good state these days, are you sick?"

……

Listening to the noisy condolences of his roommates, Xiao Su felt that his head was about to explode.

"Hey!" She sighed heavily: "I haven't slept well these days, I've been dreaming, you guys quickly think of a way." ”

"There's been a lot going on lately, and I think you're doing this because you're under too much pressure. Why don't you find a time to go out for a hot pot? ”

"I want to go to the movies."

……

Roommates, you express your inner thoughts word by word, Xiao Su then remembered that he hadn't rested for a long time, and during this time, he was either busy with the affairs of the department, or busy with various research matters, and he had become a workaholic and a learning maniac.

Could it be that she really dreamed because she was too tired physically and mentally?

"Xiao Su, isn't there a party in your department tonight, why don't you go to it too." I don't know which roommate's words reminded her.

That's right, she should take this opportunity to relax her nerves.