When X's new Weibo appeared in front of her, she thought that she would be the first to click on the picture to see his little cartoon as usual.

But unexpectedly, she stared at the other party's copywriting for a long time for the first time.

@X: [The protagonist of the story is you @ Tart Orange [picture]]

The comment area completely exploded:

【Groove??? Sister-in-law, it's sister-in-law! 】

【？？？？ shocked my whole family, the girl X has a crush on is Mrs. Lime, and the dream is linked]

[Family, go and read Mrs. Lime's Weibo, Mrs. Draw X, it's amazing! ] 】

[I'm back from Mrs. Orange's Weibo, what kind of fairy love woo woo woo kill me, Mrs. Sour Orange is too good to draw]

[Wait, what kind of love story is this? So you're a kid who unveils his vest today? 】

……

Wind came in through the car window, blowing Lou Ruan's hair messy.

She sat there in that position, as if her blood was flowing backwards.

The protagonist of the story is you.

The words went through her mind over and over again.

Ten years, ten years.

X, the account, has been drawing crush comics for ten years.

In the past ten years, she has empathized with his paintings countless times.

Countless times for him, but also for myself.

Now he says that the main character of the story is her.

Lou Ruan held the phone, and his eyes began to blur a little.

Tears fell down like beads of broken thread, and she felt her heart sore and swollen, and it was difficult to breathe.

The sense of grief almost overwhelmed her.

How could this person be a thanksgiving gift.

How could he stand in the corner and quietly watch her walk side by side with the others.

How can he have low self-esteem, how can he be cowardly, how can he quietly compare himself with others, and how can he participate in some boring activities.

He should be shining, he should be the stars holding the moon, he should be watched by everyone......

Lou Ruan clicked on the comic he posted, and above it was [Marriage 1]

In "Marriage 1", he painted himself hearing that she was going, so he went to the drinking party temporarily, but saw her standing in the doorway listening to the laughter inside.

Immediately after, he stood in the corridor, quietly staring at the moonless sky that night in a daze.

If you come down, she will know.

[Marriage 1] is drawn to her agreeing to get married.

At the end of the long picture, there are his beautiful words:

[One moonless night, my world finally began to revolve around me. 】

"It's coming soon, turn around in front and ......" Bai Ye sat in front of the co-pilot, raised his head to look in the rearview mirror while talking, and the moment his eyes fell on the rearview mirror, his voice immediately stopped.

"Lou Ruan, what's wrong with you?" He immediately turned his head and handed her a tissue, "Is it uncomfortable?" Stomach pain? Let's go to the hospital right away, I'll call Xie Yanli now......"

Bai Ye has no female friends at all, it is the first time he has seen a girl crying like this, he was half scared to death, and the matter of the art exhibition was immediately thrown out of the clouds, if Lou Ruan really had something happen here, how could he go back to see the thank you banquet.

Lou Ruan's hair was very messy, and the salty tears seemed to have no valve, falling all over her face, and the tip of her fair nose was red from crying, but she still couldn't stop.

How could it be so early.

How could it be so early.

The sourness and distress almost filled her.

She wanted to see Xie Yanli, and she wanted to see him now.

Xiao Qin, who was sitting next to her, was also frightened, and hurriedly took the tissue handed by Bai Ye in front of her, "Madam, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

"Don't cry!"

Bai Ye made a decision, turned his head and said to the driver, "Go to the nearest hospital." ”

Obviously, he didn't cry for long, but Lou Ruan just felt a headache, and his head hurt as if it was about to explode.

She was holding her phone and even had some tinnitus.

Every word that Bai Ye and Xiao Qin put into her ears seemed to have become the most difficult math problem in the world, and she looked up at them, her thinking was chaotic and difficult.

I don't know how to open her mouth, she heard her own staccato voice:

"Don't go, don't go to the hospital."

"White Night, I'm sorry...... Next time I come to see your exhibition, I want to ...... I want to go back, I want to go back immediately. ”

"Thank you...... Ceremony, I would like to see the thanksgiving banquet. ”

Just shouting his name was overwhelmingly difficult.

Crush, ten years.

She suddenly remembered that when they had dinner with Xu Xuze on their wedding day, he half-jokingly told Xu Xuze that he had a crush on her for ten years.

Crush.

It's a crush, the most bitter, and she knows how bitter a crush is.

For ten years, they had no contact.

He could only see her from where she couldn't see from standing.

She'd rather start in college than even that he hadn't liked her before.

Bai Ye, who was sitting in the front, paused, "What's wrong?" ”

He swept his gaze to Lou Ruan's phone screen, narrowing his eyes as he tried to make out the words on it.

After only looking at it, Bai Ye instantly understood.

"You know X is him."

Lou Ruan's tears fell even more fiercely.

Bai Ye paused for a moment and said, "I can also directly ask the driver to take you to the airport, but Lou Ruan, I still have a lot of stories about him here, which are not in that account, do you want to hear them?" ”

Lou Ruan raised her eyes, her eyelashes were already wet, and there were tears in her eyes, which were falling drop by drop.

Bai Ye smiled, "Of course, if you want to listen to it next time, you can do it." ”

-

Lou Ruan did not leave immediately.

However, Xiao Qin had already called to arrange a private jet to wait at the airport, preparing to return home early.

In the huge exhibition hall, gorgeous paintings are hung on the wall one by one, and the information of the creator and the name of the painting are pasted on the lower right.

Walking into the exhibition hall, the first work Lou Ruan saw was Bai Ye's thank-you banquet.

In the gorgeous oil painting, the brightly colored classroom, the green window, the boy in the white shirt, and the biology book at hand......

Lou Ruan's eyes turned red again.

Bai Ye stood beside her and said, "This is the fourth time I've seen Ah Yan, and he's the focus of the crowd, so it's hard not to pay attention." ”

"This class is Professor Li's 20 lectures on world famous paintings, and I took the initiative to sit next to him and asked him if he likes art very much."

As if thinking of something, Bai Ye smiled, "He didn't really want to pay attention to me at first, it's just that, polite and detached, and polite." ”

"But then when I heard me say what my name was, I finally looked at me squarely."

"I thought he had heard my name and thought I was so powerful, until I heard your name."

"You know, there is a public announcement table of our major rankings on the school's official website, oil painting and watercolor are two tables side by side, you occupy one and I occupy the other," Bai Ye continued to walk forward with her, and said, "Now that I think about it, what do you think I am amazing, he probably has read too much of that table, and knows that there is such a person as me, so he turned his head to see what I look like." ”

"This way."

Bai Ye raised his hand.

Lou Ruan followed his gaze and looked over, almost all of them were thanksgiving gifts.

On the campus and in the classroom of Huaqing Academy of Fine Arts, thank you banquets.