Eight-foot rice paper, vigorous and powerful pen blades jumped on it, and the one hanging in the corridor of the Qing Bar is exactly the same, his brush calligraphy is completely different from his own temperament.

Yun Nuo's eyes were focused, silently reciting word by word, as if she was trying to find out if there were any typos.

She was amused by the thought of herself.

How can a person like Zhou Chongyue easily make himself wrong, he is an impeccable statue, which makes people look up and worship at the same time, and at the same time yearn to get more comfort and sweet fruit from him.

The night was silent, and the sound of paper churning was heard from time to time.

Towards the end, Yun Nuo inadvertently found an extra blank paper at the bottom of the last page.

If you look closely, it is not pure white, and at the bottom, there seems to be a message from Zhou Chongyue to her.

He said: You have seen the whole picture of this calligraphy, but your life has just begun, and there are infinite possibilities in the future, and on another blank paper, you may be able to encounter a more perfect calligraphy work that you like than the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface".

Yun Nuo read it carefully, and his heart, which was finally calmed down, was once again rippling.

So, he was sure that she was just a whim for him?

Oh, what a conceited adult.

No matter what the facts are, the three-view education she received since she was a child made it impossible for her to deliberately approach others when she knew that the other party had a fiancée.

Tonight's behavior was out of line, and she wouldn't allow herself to continue to be confused.

At least before this, Yun Nuo knew that it was time for her to re-examine her feelings for Zhou Chongyue.

As for the future, if he really gets married, he will be considered to be young and ignorant, and he will completely break that thought, and no longer harm others and himself.

Yun Nuo put away the rice paper and put it back into the roll, but the remaining white paper didn't know how to place it.

Throwing it away, it looks disrespectful, and if you don't throw it, you feel awkward.

Forget it, for the sake of the good handwriting, keep it.

Zhou Simu came back in the middle of the night at three o'clock in the morning, and she was afraid of waking up Yunnuo, so she took her pajamas and went to another room to lie down.

The bracelet was not found, which made her feel a little depressed.

That was the first gift Lin Qingye gave her, thinking about how careless she was, if she met tomorrow, if the other party found that the bracelet on her wrist was missing, how to explain it to him.

Thinking about things, he fell asleep in a daze until he woke up the next day, and when Zhou Simu rubbed his eyes and opened the bedroom door, he smelled the fragrance from the kitchen, and when he looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

In the living room, her grandmother was talking to someone on the phone, and Zhou Simu knew who it was when she heard it, so she hurriedly crept into the next bedroom.

Yun Nuo was looking at the book, and when she heard the door behind her, she turned her head slightly.

Zhou Simu looked shocked: "Dead and dead, my mother will definitely ask my grandmother what I did last night." ”

"Grandma didn't know you didn't come back with me last night."

That's right, Zhou Simu patted his head, and he was a typical self scared of himself.

Yun Nuo said: "You don't have to be so careful, falling in love is like being a thief, don't you feel tired?" ”

"It's not tired, it's fun, it's exciting."

“……”

Although there is only a two-year difference, Yun Nuo felt for the first time that there is actually a generation gap between her and Zhou Simu.

After lunch, Zhou Simu went into the bathroom to take a shower, and then hooked his finger at Yun Nuo, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, in the sound of the hair dryer.

"What are you doing?" She walked slowly.

The bathroom door closed, and Zhou Simu whispered: "Sister, wait a while and tell your grandmother that you have something to do at school, let's leave early, and Lin Qingye and I will have dinner tonight." ”

"It's New Year's Day, what can happen to my school?"

That's right.

Zhou Simu couldn't think of any suitable reason for a while, and his little face pulled across: "It's really not good, just change it to tomorrow." ”

But tomorrow, Lin Qingye seems to have other arrangements.

Seeing that she was full of entanglement, Yun Nuo thought of a compromise solution: "It's okay to find a weekend when he is free, you don't have to be in such a hurry." ”

"You're not in a hurry?"

"I'm in a hurry, it's not my boyfriend."

Zhou Simu coughed: "Sister, let's talk about it, as long as Lin Qingye and I invite you to finish this meal, you will have to stand in our camp." ”

"What do you mean?"

"If my mother opposes it in the future, you must support me unconditionally."

Originally waiting here.

Yun Nuo gave the premise: "Then you should fight for some anger, don't let your mother look flat." ”

"What does it mean to be angry?"

"Let Lin Qingye show some sincerity." She paused and said seriously, "For example, dye his piercing hair back first." ”

“……”

Zhou Simu was silent for a moment.

During the special period, in order to avoid his cranky thoughts, Yun Nuo spent the next two days reading books in his room.

A large number of knowledge points can make her brain work quickly, and if she has no energy to relax, she will naturally not recall the bits and pieces of someone or something.

Chen Jiajiu once said that Yun Nuo has no heart and lungs, and when he encounters anything unhappy, it seems that he only needs to sleep and can be resurrected with full blood the next day, and his amnesia is so strong that no one can reach it.

But the fact is that behind this bloody resurrection, those sad and sad things are just temporarily put into the dark compartment by her, they have not disappeared, but are waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the day when the grid is stuffed and can no longer be pretended, Yun Nuo has no choice, and will take them all out one by one, find a place where no one is around, and digest themselves.

She wasn't sure if she would be able to do as freely as she had done this time, but the signs that she slept like a dead pig at night showed that her amnesia was still working.

At noon the day before the holiday, Chen Jiajiu returned to school refreshed, took out his mobile phone and was about to send a message to Yun Nuo, when in the blink of an eye, he was pulled into a group of three.

Simu Zhou: [Sister Jiajiu, are you free at night, please eat. 】

Aged wine in the clouds.

[What is the joy of such a sudden? 】

At this time, Yun Nuo came out slowly: [Take off the order, slaughter the dog tonight. 】

【……】

The place to eat is in a barbecue restaurant, and there are a lot of people coming tonight, not only Yun Nuo, but also Lin Qingye's team, there must be at least seven or eight at a glance.

Looking at the colorful heads in the box, Chen Jiajiu felt a little spicy, turned his head and whispered to Yun Nuo: "Is there an illusion of falling into the fairy cave?" ”

She nodded, "Why, as soon as they walked in the door, I seemed to smell the smell of hair dye in the air." ”

Yun Nuo took a deep breath and sent a WeChat message to Zhou Simu.

The person who received the message immediately walked over.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Yun Nuo asked euphemistically: "Hair dyeing is their team culture?" ”

"Oh, there was a commercial show a few days ago, and the organizer forced all the dancers to wear wigs in order to attract attention, and they thought it was too low, so they simply dyed it all."

I see.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple......

Why don't you hang yourself directly in the sky.