Luo Xingchen has never liked to talk to strangers because he has been accustomed to the world of painting since he was a child, and he doesn't like to answer other people's active chats.

But this time, in the face of Bei Jinruo's unskilled accosting, Luo Xingchen rarely responded patiently: "I'm going to Luocheng to participate in a competition." ”

"Oh, I see, come on."

With such close contact with Luo Xingchen, Bei Jinruo couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She wanted to take a good look at the face that made her think about it.

However, she did not dare to show too eagerness, for fear of scaring people.

Therefore, she could only endure the impulse and expectation in her heart, and took out a book to read.

Luo Xingchen had some insomnia last night, and now he is inevitably a little sleepy.

Soon after getting on the plane, he leaned back in his seat and fell into a light sleep.

When Luo Xingchen fell asleep, Bei Jinruo turned his head and looked at him boldly.

His face was just as she remembered it.

The scenes of the past came back to my heart.

Looking at Luo Xingchen's picturesque eyebrows, Bei Jinruo felt a burst of uncontrollable sadness and sadness in his heart.

If...... Luo Xingchen can't remember it for the rest of her life, so what should she do?

What if he falls in love with another girl, then gets married and has children?

What is the meaning of her being born again?

The more I think about it, the more sad I become.

The sweetness of the past life is intertwined with the indifference of this life......

Seeing that Luo Xingchen was asleep, Bei Jinruo mustered up a lot of courage, approached him little by little, and carefully rested his head on his shoulder.

Then, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Just lean on him quietly for a while.

Even if the journey is over and everything dissipates like a phantom, it doesn't matter.

In fact, the moment Bei Jinruo leaned on his shoulder, Luo Xingchen woke up, he has always been a very light sleeper.

He turned his head slightly, looking at Bei Jinruo leaning on his shoulder, sleeping sweetly with his eyes closed, he hesitated for a long time, and finally did not put his heart into pushing the person away.

Two hours later, the plane landed at the Falling City Airport.

Bei Jinruo pretended to have just woken up.

She sat up straight and said to Luo Xingchen apologetically, "I'm sorry! I'm asleep, and I'm not paying attention to leaning on you......"

Luo Xingchen said lightly: "It's okay. ”

After saying that, he stood up, took his luggage off, and left without looking back.

Looking at the back of his departure, Bei Jinruo felt sad for a while.

What does it take for you to look at me more?

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The venue of this Spring Recovery Cup competition is still Luocheng Academy of Fine Arts, but it has been changed to a slightly smaller examination room.

There are even more invigilators for this game.

The examiner is still the great painter Qi Lei, who wrote a big word "dream" on the blackboard.

Then, the great painter Qi Lei said calmly: "The theme of this time is a dream, and for three hours, everyone is free to play around the theme." ”

After finishing speaking, he sat casually at the podium, looked like he didn't care about the world, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The other invigilators walked around the classroom, constantly observing the movements of the contestants.

Lin Qianyu has long been accustomed to the willfulness of the questioners in the painting competition.

Isn't it just a dream, even if one day she encounters the theme of "eating" or "sleeping" or even "doing homework", she will not be surprised.