It's all her disguise, is she the real her now?

Jiang Yu also squinted his eyes and took a bite of the apple with a long mouth.

Chen Shuang sighed, and really wanted to be white, nothing was a problem.

I can smoke in front of him so naturally.

Jiang Yu finished gnawing the apple with a cold face, looked at the trash can full of waste manuscripts, and raised his eyebrows at Chen Shuang.

Chen Shuang nodded, "Throw it away, it's a trash can." ”

Jiang Yu sat in front of the chair next to the desk, tore the plastic layer on the surface of the cigarette case, knocked it on the desk, reached out and took out a cigarette, and looked up at Chen Shuang.

Chen Shuang sat up from the head of the bed very naturally, and bent down slightly towards the side of the bed, to hook the schoolbag on the chair, Jiang Yu's eyes lowered and looked through the neckline, although there was a vest wrapped in a round, but it still revealed a large piece of more dazzling snow white.

Jiang Yu glanced at it and hurriedly opened his eyes, but a smell of smoke drifted into his nose with a faint smell that seemed to be the fragrance of orchids.

Is the orchid scent her shower gel or shampoo scent?

Jiang Yu looked at the fine soft hair that was close at hand, and couldn't help but close his eyes to explore more.

It seems to be a smell on the hair.

If there is a camera that can freeze this picture at this moment, you can see that in the somewhat mottled room, the slanting sun reflects the two people beside the bed through the window, the leaves of the trees taller than the building are swaying, and the girl who is half on the bed leans out and hooks the chair next to the bed, with one palm on the chair, supporting the strength of half of her body, and one hand groping for something in the school bag.

The boy in the chair sat reclining, his head slightly hanging and the tip of his nose seemed to be leaning against the top of the girl's black hair.

The pious boy used all his senses to perceive everything about the girl in front of him.

Sunset, white dress, short hair, bedside, girl, slightly drooping neck.

The sound of trees, shirts, eyes, hanging heads, teenagers, the tip of the nose with a light sniff.

Rao's most chirping bird can't bear to break this low-hanging eye.

Chen Shuang touched the lighter, and the hand holding the chair bounced back to the bed, but her head accidentally hit a pointed thing, her head was not very painful, she sat up and stared at Jiang Yu rubbing her nose.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yu rubbed his nose yin yin, but he didn't expect to rub his ears red.

“…… I was just looking at your hair, and it looks like there's a gray hair. ”

Chen Shuang frowned, she was only sixteen years old and was about to grow gray hair?

Chen Shuang threw the lighter on Jiang Yu. didn't answer, she watched Jiang Yu light the fire, and watched the tongue of fire lick his cigarette and then lick his eyes.

Jiang Yu twitched, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "You smoke this cigarette?"

Chen Shuang nodded, "I smoked this before." ”

"The smell is a little rushy, you girl still don't smoke."

Chen Shuang nodded, "Well, then I won't smoke anymore after I turn eighteen." ”

Jiang Yu spat out, a little curious: "Why wait until you are eighteen years old?" Didn't you start smoking at the age of eighteen? How did you quit smoking at the age of eighteen? ”

Chen Shuang leaned back to the head of the bed, in a brilliant golden yellow, she was so white that she didn't look like a person, and the nightdress girl showed her fourth smile tonight, which seemed to be her smile from the heart.

Bright enough for all the light to gather on her face, the little nest was filled with the girl's anticipation and hope this time.

"Because eighteen is equivalent to a nirvana."

Eighteen has to take responsibility, eighteen is a stage in the world, it is the day when she says goodbye to those good and bad things, from that day on, she has to be herself, she has to live for herself every day.

There was no one who could restrain her, who could instruct her, who told her what to do and what not to do, and from that day on, she belonged to her alone, and she was to be a new her, a new her.

Jiang Yu's eyes flashed slightly.

Chen Shuang got off the bed, took out a white cloth, and gestured against the wall for a long time.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows when he looked at the white cloth, "You like white so much?" ”

Chen Shuang didn't say anything, Jiang Yu looked at the monotonous white, and felt that the white was too dazzling, and even a little unlucky.

Jiang Yu flicked the cigarette ash into the trash can, swept his eyes over the discarded drawings, took a puff of cigarette, and his heart moved.

"Is there any paint?"

Chen Shuang raised his eyes and seemed puzzled.

"Seeing that you are so good at drawing, why don't you draw a picture of yourself on this cloth and hang it yourself?"

Chen Shuang didn't expect Jiang Yu to make such a suggestion, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Nope."

Jiang Yu straightened up from the chair, looked at both sides of the wall for a while, and turned back and said, "I'm going to visit Jiangcheng in a few days, what kind of paint and what color do you want, wait for WeChat to send me, and I'll bring it for you." ”

"Hang this cloth now, there should have been curtains in this room before, right?"

Jiang Yu pointed to the face on the wall.

Chen Shuang nodded, "It's too dirty, so I'll tear it down." ”

Jiang Yu hummed and looked at the sky, it was still nearly dusk.

"You should be able to eat when you pack it, do you have a hammer at home?"

Chen Shuang hesitated and shook his head, "It doesn't seem to be." ”

Jiang Yu went home and came back with a hammer and nails, and saw Chen Shuang standing quietly by the window again, looking at the sky.

Jiang Yu dragged the chair, put it on the side of the chair, stood on the chair, looked at the wall left and right, and found a place to hammer the nail in.

"You seem to like looking at the sky." Jiang Yu stared at the nail and asked.

The evening sky was not very gloomy, there was a dark blue of gloom and cheerfulness, and the mountains in the distance were dyed with a thin layer of red under the setting sun.

"The moon is coming out soon." Chen Shuang didn't answer the question, stretched out his hand and pushed open the screen window, two delicate arms supported the window lattice, looked at the blush in the distance, suddenly looked sideways at the young man standing on the chair, and suddenly asked seriously with his eyes, "Do you know what is at night?" ”

The girl's face was a little dark, and Jiang Yu couldn't see her expression very clearly, only her hair, which was blown up by the wind, and her scary eyes, which were a little bright.

Jiang Yu turned around, waved the hammer in his hand, and set the nail deeper.

"The moon, the stars."

Chen Shuang curled the corners of his lips slightly, "That's not right." ”

Jiang Yu jumped off the stool, put the hammer on the chair, walked to the table, picked up the steel wool ball, and straightened it little by little.

He wasn't interested in this kind of kindergarten question and answer question at night, and he didn't raise his eyelids, but he still retorted, "What's wrong, can you still see the moon and stars during the day?" ”

Chen Shuang's smile deepened, and there was a hint of naughty girl between his eyebrows.

"That's not exactly you, are you, you're thinking about it."

Chen Shuang leaned against the window, looking at Jiang Yu without turning his eyes.

Jiang Yu straightened all the wires before replying, "I can't think of it." ”。

Chen's eyes narrowed with a smile.