"I don't believe it, show me your camera." Chen Jiayu raised an eyebrow.

The library was so quiet that he could clearly hear the shutter, and the camera was pointing in his direction.

"Not really." Shen Nianchu took a quick step back, lowered his head slightly, didn't dare to look at him, and whispered, "It's full of school scenery that Teacher Li asked me to photograph, I, I didn't take pictures of you." ”

As she spoke, she quietly looked at Chen Jiayu's expression from under her eyelashes. Her eyelashes are long and do a good job of beguiling these subtle little movements.

Chen Jiayu seemed to believe her words: "Okay, I misunderstood." ”

Shen Nianchu breathed a sigh of relief, and the palms of her hands holding the camera were a little wet.

She said softly, "Well, you read the book, I'll go over there and take a few more pictures." ”

Chen Jiayu nodded.

Shen Nianchu walked past him.

Chen Jiayu suddenly stretched out her hand, and before Shen Nianchu could react, she had already taken the camera in her hand.

"Y-How do you get my camera?"

Shen Nianchu was stunned.

"I just want to see if you've violated my image rights."

Chen Jiayu chuckled.

"You...... I said I didn't shoot it, how can you watch it casually, and besides, you don't necessarily use my camera......" The girl always spoke gently and calmly, and at this time she also hurried.

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Jiayu had already pulled up the photo.

"What is this?"

Well, it's pretty handsome.

"......" Shen Nianchu opened his mouth, but he was abruptly silent, and his head slowly lowered.

Chen Jiayu suddenly found that a layer of faint pink slowly climbed under her white ears, which looked a little more exciting than her cold one.

Chen Jiayu laughed lowly: "It turns out that a person as good as you like Shen, you can also lie." ”

This sentence made Shen Nianchu feel embarrassed, her gaze turned from one floor tile to another, and she couldn't find any reason to defend herself.

“…… I'm sorry, but because that angle was so good, I couldn't help but take a picture, and if you don't like it, I'll delete it. ”

"It's okay, if you want to keep it, then keep it."

Chen Jiayu looked at her and smiled very tolerantly, and handed the camera over.

“……”

Shen Nianchu stretched out his hand and took the camera.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Chen Jiayu say something again.

"Next time, remember to shoot from the left."

“…… Why? She couldn't help but stop and asked curiously.

Chen Jiayu smiled at her in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "Looking at me from that angle, I will be more handsome." ”

Shen Nianchu's face flushed slightly.

This man, how can this be.

She wanted to laugh a little, but she was a little embarrassed, and finally pursed her lips, said nothing, and quickly staggered away from him.

Walking around the library, Shen Nianchu took some more photos.

When I returned to the third floor, I saw Chen Jiayu again.

He's still reading......

Shen Nianchu's heart moved slightly, and he walked over slowly.

"What are you reading?"

The girl's timbre is clear, like a spring in the forest.

Chen Jiayu glanced at her and turned the cover of the book towards her.

Shen Nianchu recognized the title of the book, and then looked at Chen Jiayu with some surprise.

What surprised her was not how obscure or difficult the book was, but that in her mind, it could only be regarded as a miscellaneous book for recreation when she was bored.

And Chen Jiayu, as a prospective senior high school student and a science student, actually spent his precious time on such miscellaneous books......

She was incomprehensible.

"You...... Do you like to read this kind of book? ”

Chen Jiayu bowed slightly: "I am more interested in literature and history. ”

Shen Nianchu raised his hand and hooked a strand of long hair hanging down, and asked puzzledly, "But, you are studying science, and you are about to enter your third year of high school, how can you still have the heart to read these books...... If you really like it, why didn't you choose liberal arts when you first divided it? ”

"It's simple, because at the time, I didn't know what I wanted." Chen Jiayu replied lightly.

To tell the truth, when he was a freshman in high school, he learned that Shen Nianchu was going to study science, and his brain was hot, ignoring his interest in literature and history, and he decided to study science.

"You don't know what you want, that's why you chose science?" Shen Nianchu frowned.

"Isn't that weird?" Chen Jiayu turned another page, his eyes swept over the lines of text almost uniformly, and at the same time asked slowly, "What about you, do you really like science, that's why you only read science?" ”

“……”

Shen Nianchu always thought that he was smart.

She always sits firmly in the top three of her grade.

But at this time, she suddenly found that she didn't know how to answer Chen Jiayu's question.

You have to study science or liberal arts.

She had never considered this question, not even ...... Not even qualified to be considered.

Because, her mother Luo Jin had already made a choice for her in advance-

After graduating from graduate school in a few years, getting a high-paying job or coming back to take over Luo Jin's jewelry company, when she has free time, she travels abroad several times a year, and then strives to enter the social circle of high society, and finally, marries a man who is equally good or better than her.

A perfect and standard template for the life of a high-value woman.

Practicing the piano and learning to draw are all additional value-added functions in order to achieve this final outcome.

In a sense, her life is like a pre-programmed machine that only needs to run according to the rules.

But what does the machine want, will it know for itself?

Does anyone care?

"You see, even you don't know what you want."

Chen Jiayu raised his head and glanced at her, his deep black eyes were extremely calm, like an unfathomable pool, "Moreover, some people in this world, until they died, they didn't see clearly what they really wanted in their hearts." ”

**

What does she really want?

After coming out of the library, this question has been circling in Shen Nianchu's mind.

But she never found the answer.

At night.

Inside the girl's delicate room.

After finishing his homework, Shen Nianchu took the SLR camera, sat down at the table, and began to sort out the photos taken during the day.

She first imported the photo files from the camera's memory card into her laptop, carefully browsed them one by one, deleted the photos that she had not taken so successfully, and then opened professional image processing software to make some adjustments and beautify the remaining pictures after selection.

It didn't take long for her turn to take the photo of Chen Jiayu secretly.

Looking at that photo, Shen Nianchu's jade-like fingers lightly placed on the mouse, but he didn't click on the next one for a long time, but chose to enlarge the picture.