"Not good!" Just when Wen Xiya knew that she was in trouble and didn't know what to do, a slender white hand slammed down on the keyboard and quickly typed out a few words.

Wen Xiya turned her head a little weakly, not surprisingly, the owner of the hand was Mu Qingyao, I saw that Mu Qingyao's sweet and lovely melon seed face was jumping with anger at the moment, but there was a deliberately hidden joy in her eyes, she was holding a piece of steamed bun that was not too big, her cheeks were bulging, and she didn't care about the image at all, no one would believe that this was the first lady in Jiangdu who was usually noble and elegant - Mu Qingyao.

Mu Qingyao's eyes stared at the display screen with burning eyes, her slender nails were buckled into the flesh, she was blank, and she didn't feel pain at all.

Half a salary, the young man hesitated and replied: "It's heart-piercing!" Later, a few "kitchen knives piercing the heart" expressions were added.

Mu Qingyao was suddenly happy, she had always been diligent and thrifty, but she spit out the steamed buns in her mouth into the trash can next to the table, her slender and knobby fingers stretched out, easily beat the rhythm on the edge of the table, and stood up straight: "Wen Xiya, this time, I forgive you once, how to deal with it, I think you know." ”

Wen Xiyan, who was already a little weak-hearted, nodded like a chicken pecking rice at the moment, and replied: "The little one understands, the little one understands, don't be impatient." ”

"Cut, let me ask you, have you broken up with Zheng Ying?"

"No ......" Tan Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little weak.

"Immediately, as long as you promise me, isn't it a matter of minutes to break up?"

"Huh! Negative man, if you dump me like Zheng Ying, then who will I cry to? ”

“…… No, no, no, no. ”

"I don't believe it!"

"Okay, I won't mess with you, I'm out shopping, and I'm about to suffocate at home!" Mu Qingyao felt that it was too embarrassing for Tan Xiaoyu, so she wanted to end this conversation.

"Shopping? Then you come to play with me! ”

"Where are you? With whom? The young man is coquettish tone made her heart itch.

"Century Plaza, Mu Shuying, Li Wei, A Hao are all here, and there are a few people you don't know."

"Mu Shuying? But forget it. ”

Mu Shuying, a little sister in the first and second classes of Huayang High School, doesn't know how to mix, anyway, she has to drag the rhythm of heaven all day long.

As Ye Liwei's ex-girlfriend, but now she is facing Ye Liwei's good brother, Tan Xiaoyu is chasing and beating hard, this woman, she should stay away.

"That's fine, it's really not for you here."

"Hmph, then you still let me pass." There was some dissatisfaction in the girl's tone.

"I miss you."

I miss you, the simple four words made Mu Qingyao slightly stunned, and her heart seemed to be as sweet as honey, she knew that she was probably in love with him.

"Okay, I found out for the first time, why are you so hypocritical, won't we meet in a few days!" Mu Qingyao still couldn't help but comfort.

Yes, they are on the National Day holiday, but they are released in a row with the weekend, nine days, and she misses him too.

"Okay, let's go play!" Tan Xiaoyu's tone was a little reluctant.

"Well, Gu Dabai." The girl's reply was a little funny, but it was printed on the tip of his heart.

went downstairs and happened to meet Mu Jinfan who was about to return to the company after dinner, so they took Mu Jinfan's "hitchhiker" to the Milan Building in the city center.

"Jiji, listen to Tingting, you have been very close to Ah Yu recently." Mu Jinfan was driving the car, but he couldn't help but gossip.

Mu Jinfan was worried that Mu Qingyao would lose her temper, her eyes were still erratic, and she stuck to Mu Qingyao's expression from the rearview mirror, which was simply a modern version of the landlord's wife and long-term worker.

"Oh? Have it? However, Mu Dashao's contact with Miss Jing is becoming more and more frequent! Mu Qingyao pursed her lips and smiled, not annoyed, but just quipped with the same humor.

After noticing the psychological changes in her sister-in-law, a trace of complexity flashed in Mu Jinfan's deep ink eyes, and she said again: "Girl, have you heard of Tianmu Mountain?" There was a hint of temptation in his words.

The three girls shook their heads in unison, and Wen Xi asked in a chattering voice, what kind of place is that, Mu Jinfan just smiled lightly, but Mu Qingyao fell into deep thought.

Half-loud, Mu Qingyao's lips opened slightly, but the words she said made Mu Jinfan tremble, and said: "I have an inexplicable familiarity with this name, but I have never heard of it. ”

As soon as she heard the words "Tianmu Mountain", her heart suddenly became very stuffy, and her heart ached, as if there were many ants gnawing at her heart, and there seemed to be a different kind of affection for this name, brewing in her heart.

Mu Jinfan's eyes sank, and a little unnaturalness appeared on his face, but because he was driving, no one noticed his expression, so he collected his mind and pretended to say casually: "Oh, it's actually nothing, it's just a small hill recently acquired by the company, which was originally going to be filmed, but I see that mountain has a story, and I'll take you around another day." ”

"Wow!" It's the same voice.

Talking and laughing all the way, they arrived at the destination, and the modified black Land Rover was parked on the side of the road in a low-key manner, and no one would have imagined that the Mu family would drive such a cheap car.

"Are you going to McDonald's on the third floor? Then you go and order something first, I'll try my hand on the crane machine on the first floor, and I'll take you to Liqun Commercial Building tomorrow to catch the doll. Wen Xiya saw the gate of the mall, and the two crane machines facing the gate stared at them intently.

"Well, it's okay, it's still the same." Mu Qingyao readily agreed, and took Su Yixin to McDonald's on the third floor.

Wen Xiya exchanged ten game coins, originally just wanted to try her hand, and when she didn't succeed, she didn't fall in love, but she was a little frustrated like going to Mu Qingyao.

As soon as I walked to the sightseeing elevator on the first floor, I happened to meet a group of people coming down, including Tan Xiaoyu and Zheng Ying.

Tan Xiaoyu is still gorgeous, wearing a white thin material jacket and an off-white T-shirt inside, with light gray lines outlining the traditional "music" word, and the snow-like white brings out his jade-like temperament.

A pair of dark blue cropped leg-trimmed jeans perfectly outlined his straight and slender legs, with a few small holes, showing his evil aura.

Wen Xiyan also had to admire Mu Qingyao's vision, this young man was really excellent, but it was a pity that he was not suitable for Mu Qingyao after all.

I saw that his right hand was inserted into his trouser pocket, and he was carrying a pure white leather women's handbag in his left hand, which was obviously Zheng Ying's.

Zheng Ying wore a flaming red sleeveless dress as passionate as a flame, showing off her fair complexion, a white silk belt, outlining her slender waist, a small denim shirt, on her sleek shoulders, making her look weak and delicate, a pair of white sneakers, and her charm, evoking a touch of innocence, smearing all kinds of cosmetics on her palm-sized little face, and the foundation alone is estimated to be eight taels when taken off.

This outfit, she remembered that Mu Qingyao also had one, but Mu Qingyao looked better than Zheng Ying in it.

I saw her holding Tan Xiaoyu's arm with her left hand, half of her body leaning on Tan Xiaoyu's body, a picture of a bird, she was holding a strawberry-flavored ice cream cone in her right hand, Zheng Ying stretched out her small pink tongue, licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue, and turned her head to look at Tan Xiaoyu, and the two smiled at each other sweetly.

However, Mu Shuying behind them looked very contemptuous and resentful, and she didn't know how jealous she was of Zheng Ying in her heart!

However, if it is replaced by Mu Qingyao, it will be no better.

Wen Xiya didn't know whether she wanted to question Tan Xiaoyu for Mu Qingyao, or if she wanted Mu Qingyao to recognize the facts, in short, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and silently filmed the scene of the couple together.

Then, she lowered her head, passed by a few people without stopping, silently and low-key, and hurriedly got on the sightseeing elevator.

As soon as she got off the elevator, Wen Xiya leaned on the glass and saw Mu Qingyao nestled in the sofa in the northwest corner of McDonald's.

She nestled in the soft sofa, her left hand was inserted into her trouser pocket, and her right hand was holding a glass of sea-blue soda, from bottom to top, from dark to light gradient blue, like a mysterious and beautiful sea, a round pale yellow lemon slice was inserted in the mouth of the short glass, and a light blue straw was inserted in the cup, and the straw was wound into the shape of a heart, with a hazy girlish heart.

Mu Qingyao looked at the sky outside the window, her eyes were confused and soft, not at all like her usual style.

And Su Yixin just bowed her head and worked hard to fight against the "red bean iceberg" on the table, she was still a little girl after all.

Wen Xiya was worried in her heart, Mu Qingyao was in this state now, she didn't know if she saw anything, and she didn't know if she should show her the photos she had just taken, she hoped that Mu Qingyao could always be the happy Mu Qingyao, the carefree Mu Qingyao, not the Mu Qingyao in front of her who was trapped in love.

After Wen Xiya hesitated for a while, she sighed deeply, then adjusted her mood and walked slowly towards Mu Qingyao, Mu Qingyao stared at the blue sky outside the window in a daze from beginning to end, even if Wen Xiya sat down beside her, she didn't notice it.

Wen Xiyan clenched one hand into a fist and lightly buckled it on the wooden dining table a few times, Mu Qingyao was only then excited and came back to her senses.

"What are you thinking? Such an obsession. Wen Xiya asked obviously a little worried.

Mu Qingyao shook her head slightly, her expression was still a little confused, her ruddy cherry lips gently held the light blue straw, her fair and slender neck leaked a beautiful curve, and a mouthful of cool soda water entered her stomach, and she settled down.

"I really like the sky, especially at the end of September, when the sky is so blue, it's light, it's beautiful, and it would be nice if I could have a love as pure as this clean sky! Even if it's just under the sky at the end of September, it's good to have a love with him! ”

Mu Qingyao's eyes were still looking at the sky outside the window, but her gaze was no longer blurred, she never thought that she would become a prophecy in the future.

Wen Xiya was stunned for a while, she had known her for many years, and it was the first time she felt the delicate lyrical heart of this close friend, from a naïve elementary school student to a slim girl now, what she has always shown to everyone is either the noble and elegant Mu daughter, or the lively and cheerful Mu Qingyao, so that the people around her ignore her heart.

"If only I had a sketchpad now, you know how much I want to record this sky with my brush, the last day of the end of September." Mu Qingyao retracted her gaze, and there was some regret in her tone.

Wen Xiya was ashamed of ignoring her best friend's feelings for many years, her eyes flashed, the corners of her mouth pulled out a smile, and said: "Jiji, you wait for me for a few minutes, I will definitely make your wishes come true." Wen Xiyan's small eyes shone with a sly light, and she walked out of the door without caring about her image.

Mu Qingyao shook her head, saying that she was not optimistic about Wen Xiya's style, and there was a little expectation in her dark eyes like the night sky.

A few minutes passed quickly, most of Su Yixin's "red bean iceberg" had been wiped out, Wen Xiya still hadn't come back, Su Yixin asked curiously: "Sister, where did Sister Xiao Aya go?" Why hasn't he come back yet? ”

Mu Qingyao didn't think it was strange, Wen Xiya was always like this, but only smiling and not saying a word in the eyes of others would have a bad impact, and it became Mu's daughter arrogant and complacent and had no one in her eyes, so she said lightly: "Let her tinker, she will definitely come back before your red bean iceberg is completely down." ”

As she spoke, Wen Xiya came back, with a smile on her face, a light gray tool belt in her hand, and a large paint box in her other hand.

She was followed by a tall boy, about one meter nine, who was holding a wooden easel and walked towards Mu Qingyao behind Wen Xiya.

He was dressed in a light black tracksuit, with an ordinary black eye frame on the bridge of his nose, a little silly, and a gentle smile on his face, which made him handsome again.

"Look! Am I okay with you? Oh, by the way, this is my brother I just met some time ago, and I told you that he was studying art on the fifth floor, and it happened to be this time, so I went to him to borrow an easel and tools for you to use. Wen Xiya's expression was a little smug and said to Mu Qingyao.

"Hello, Chang Leming, the second class of the third year of high school." Chang Leming's personality is a little familiar, and while introducing himself with a smile to Mu Qingyao, he helped set up the easel.

"Hello, Mu Qingyao, Class 6 of the first year of high school." As the first lady in Jiangdu, she always remembers the etiquette and etiquette, and there is no so-called self-familiarity, and the corners of her mouth are just a light and detached and polite smile.

Wen Xiya just silently placed the materials and utensils for Mu Qingyao - she knew some of Mu Qingyao's little habits, and she would never follow the way of the public.

Hesitating Mu Qingyao's faint alienation (after all, her tutor is like this), Chang Leming was a little uncomfortable, and after setting up the easel, he said goodbye to the three of them: "Then you guys play, I won't stay here for a long time, just use it and put it back in the studio for me." ”

Wen Xiya nodded, smiled and picked up a piece of fried chicken wings from the tray on the table, stuffed it into Chang Leming's mouth, and got up to see him off.

Mu Qingyao didn't pay much attention to Chang Leming, but said to Su Yixin softly: "Xin'er, if you feel bored, go and order something to eat, you can eat as much as you want, you can also take the ipad from my bag to play, I downloaded a few small games in it, and I will only use half an hour at most." ”

Su Yixin doesn't want to be bored, and it's not like there's nothing to do, there are benefits!

She nodded obediently, indicating that she had no opinion.

Mu Qingyao didn't say much, her slender fingers picked a paintbrush from the paint bucket, and then dipped the brush into the blue of the sky, repeatedly debugging the most perfect color on the paint plate, and the blue color was brushed on the white paper, slowly outlining the blue sky......

Wen Xiya sent Chang Leming off, and when she came back, she saw such a picture:

The beautiful girl straightened her waist and sat on the sofa, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a paint plate in the other, facing the easel, sketching a beautiful blue sky on the white paper, the afternoon sun sprinkled on her delicate side face, tranquil and elegant, her focused look, and added a bit of beauty to her.

The peerless beauty, reflecting the blue sky, holding a pen in one hand, sketching a blueprint, is undoubtedly a beautiful scenery, and some people have even taken out their mobile phones to capture this oil painting painted by God himself.

After about twenty minutes, Mu Qingyao's focused expression finally showed a light smile, casually threw the paintbrush into the paint bucket, and wiped the paint accidentally stained on his hand with a handkerchief on the side.

Mu Qingyao stretched out regardless of her image, and muttered, "OH my god!" It's finally done, I'm really tired! ”

As he spoke, he poured a large mouthful of soda, and when Wen Xiya and Su Yixin heard this, they hurriedly turned around to appreciate Mu Qingyao's "masterpiece", and saw:

Painting a large area of blue sky, from light to dark, from dark to light, the color is gradual, the layers are clear, a piece of irregularly shaped white clouds float on it, at the end of September, the blue, light and cloudy sky, so she painted it alive......

There is also a small, ripe dandelion seed in the picture, and that little seed, flying towards the blue sky on a light little parachute - that probably carries her faith!

Blue Faith ......