Bai Yan stared at the comer.

He doesn't fall in love with people like him.

But what if that's me?

When we met for the first time, there was only the back, Luo Jia's stride, and the stepping foot when walking briskly;

The arc of the smile and the habitual action of clapping hands at the freshman assembly;

The way of dialogue that people have to care about when going on a blind date, the similarity of fingers and joints is comparable to that of oneself;

The last time, when I saw others kissing, my expression was exactly the same as when I mentioned "kiss" in Xiaohonglin;

The above mentioned are the most intuitive features.

Before painting the portrait, there are as many as 56 similarities between Luo Jia.

Seeing these similarities, Bai Yan never thought that the so-called miracle of one in 100 billion would come.

Because he never felt that Lady Luck would patronize him.

But if they exist, they will leave traces, which is the process of accumulating doubts.

When quantitative changes accumulate to a certain extent, qualitative changes will occur at a certain moment.

At that moment, it will be sudden.

It was caught off guard.

Bai Yan's appearance when he grew up in the childhood photo of the distracting painting, but he is no different from today's Luo Jia.

And Song Enlin happened to hide all the photos of his childhood, such an unusual move is too weird, and it proves something.

On the painting paper is the most likely appearance of Song Enlin when he grows up, not absolutely.

When his last stroke fell, Luo Jia happened to appear in his sight, and at that moment, Bai Yan seemed to have a voice in his heart saying: Maybe it's him!

At the moment of realization, Bai Yan's breath trembled.

The cells that were silent in the blood, smelling the familiar breath, after a short period of confusion, erupted with unprecedented anger and passion. The exuberant pleasure of the body and the lifelessness of the annihilation of the soul were intertwined and mixed, colliding with countless tiny currents that rushed into the four bodies.

He wanted to rub the person into his body so hard that the person could no longer dodge.

But the only remaining reason told him that it was not enough, and that the evidence currently available was all circumstantial, and there was no direct evidence.

If Loga's identity is determined to have a progress bar, it now progresses to 95.

Bai Yan is poor, only the last few pieces of the puzzle.

And these pieces of the puzzle need closer distance and more getting along.

Luo Jia came over with the people from the art club, and the president drove away the people who were blocking the door: "What are you doing here, do you want to stay and add time?" ”

The president is still quite majestic, and when the outside dispersed, Luo Jia saw the man who couldn't help but stop.

In the light curtain of the faint sunset, Bai Yan was concentrating on sketching, his expression solemn, adding a touch of coldness.

For Loga, it was just an ordinary evening, nothing special.

I don't know what happened, Bai Yan's hand trembled, and the pencil fell.

The noise outside made Bai Yan raise his head, and he clearly had no expression, and there was a trace of raging aura that could not be described in words, just like a bottomless deep pool, clearly hiding murderous intentions, but the surface was as flat as a mirror.

Luo Jia couldn't take his eyes off for a while, and when he was watched by Bai Yan, he only felt that the Heavenly Spirit Gai was about to explode.

Before Luo Jia couldn't help but run away, Bai Yan was flat

Retract your gaze,

Attach a blank piece of paper to that sketch,

Fix with nails.

He got up and walked to the door, and Luo Jia was a little confused to find an excuse to leave.

Just now he had the illusion that Bai Yan had torn him apart, even if he looked at Bai Yan indifferently in the past, but the restrained aura did not make Luo Jia feel relaxed.

Jiang Wanwan, the president of the art club, reacted half a beat slower, and then smiled: "Is Brother Yan finished painting, I don't know if I can observe it?" ”

Bai Yan did not participate in any clubs, and when he started his freshman year, he was contested by several clubs. Later, several professors came forward and said that Baiyan was going to set up a project research and development studio, which made these presidents die down.

Baiyan has many skills, and it is sought after no matter which club he goes to.

Even the arts, which seemed to have nothing to do with his profession, were used by the head of their department to use classic cases to spur poor students.

Bai Yan: "No inspiration, still can't." ”

Jiang Wanwan is not surprised, they would rather appreciate paintings that they don't feel than show them to others.

She introduced: "He is Luo Jia, I want to recruit the members of the club, how about it, can you come directly to the façade of our art club?" ”

If the school had an acting department, she would have agreed with both hands that Luo Jia would be exempted from the entrance examination, this is a natural luminous body.

Bai Yan once said that the art club needs a model like Luo Jia very much, and he didn't exaggerate it.

Bai Yan looked over at this time: "Come and visit?" ”

Luo Jia stubbornly said, "President Jiang took me to take a look, did you disturb the senior?" ”

Bai Yan's state just now was to refuse to be disturbed by others. Come to think of it, drawing is something that requires concentration, and who wants to be interrupted.

Jiang Wanwan remembered that this freshman was suspected to be a new member of the 519 dormitory.

She also wanted to introduce newcomers to Baiyan, but she didn't think that people had known each other for a long time.

"I've just finished here, so you don't have to be so restrained," Bai Yan looked at Luo Jia's stupid hair, which was always uneven, and said slowly: "I know a little bit about the club, and you can ask me if you need to refer to it." ”

If these words were taken seriously, he could not take politeness for granted.

Luo Jia was polite, and some didn't dare to look directly at Bai Yan: "Okay, I will." ”

The mobile phone rang, it was Zhou Yundian's call, asking him to go out to dinner at night.

This is the last day of the week to bring food, and Zhou Yundian is a man of his word.

Zhou Yundian, you are really timely rain, Luo Jia agreed with a grateful attitude.

Luo Jia usually doesn't coax Bai Yan.

The big guy he knows is a person with top self-control over his emotions and won't easily vent it to others.

Bai Yan looked at his back as he fled, his clenched fingers embedded in his palms.

It was he who deliberately positioned their relationship at the stranger stage, and he couldn't blame anyone.

Luo Jia ran downstairs in one go, and the leisurely figure leaned aside.

Zhou Yundian looked at Luo Jia's breathless appearance, and walked over: "Why are you sweating?" ”

"Maybe it's a little hot." Luo Jia embarrassedly wiped the sweat stains from her forehead with her fingers.

Who the hell provoked the big guy, Luo Jia looked at the goosebumps on his arm. That damn straight man's exclusive aura, I don't know who to scare to death!

Luo Jia didn't expect that if she visited an art classroom, she could meet it.

He looked out at the sky rendered by the sunset, and seriously suspected that the chance encounter buff during the ninth term had not been completely cleared for him.

"Definitely dozing off." This Heavenly Dao.

Zhou Yundian was full of question marks, and Luo Jia said something he didn't understand.

Today's temperature is in the teens of the decade, which is relatively cool weather.

Zhou Yundian felt that although the sun was strong, the wind blowing near the evening was still cool.

Zhou Yundian looked at Luo Jia's forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, which looked dazzling on his fair face, but he himself didn't seem to care how beautiful he was.

Zhou Yundian's eyes paused, remembering the characters he heard a few girls discussing fiercely when he was waiting for someone just now, and casually found a topic: "I just heard that Bai Yan is also in the art building, have you seen it?" ”

Luo Jia was like a hedgehog that had been pricked by a needle, and couldn't help glaring at Zhou Yundian: You are embarrassed to mention this, you are not a proud thing!

Without the emotional line, Bai Yan, who only has a career line left, is simply the existence of a super demon king, okay?

If you look at it casually, it can make passerby A nervous.

In the original book, it was obviously you who were the first to move, and it was precisely because he was unable to attack him that aroused your competitive spirit!

You just want to seduce Bai Yan, see that Bai Yan will not take the bait, and then get rid of him fiercely, so as to retaliate Bai Yan for ignoring your love!

What a cool plot, if you are more aggressive and active, how can Bai Yan still be a straight man!

Then I at least know what to say now to get out of the predicament safely, just mention you, you are the magic weapon in the original book.

It's been three years, are you a toddler at the turtle?

Luo Jia is only emotionally up, the protagonist has his own ideas, and the plot just makes them meet, and can't control the rest.

Zhou Yundian received Luo Jia's gaze of hating iron and steel, and couldn't help but raise a few question marks: ??

Looking at Luo Jia's weak appearance again, Zhou Yundian wanted to laugh a little, what was he thinking.

Luo Jia sighed a few times.

"You're in for a treat."

Zhou Yundian nodded: "Of course, if you say a good week, you can't miss a day." "He did something wrong.

Luo Jia looked at him lovingly, what a good protagonist, are you blind Bai Yan?

This fatherly look made Zhou Yundian twist all over, Luo Jia didn't forget that he was a few years younger than me.

He felt that Luo Jia was like a tsundere cat that needed to be touched to reveal its soft belly.

The two came to the Hunan restaurant, and Zhou Yundian ordered a few dishes, including spicy dishes, which were specially for Luo Jia.

He asked, "To what extent do you want it to be spicy?" ”

Although Luo Jia loves to eat spicy dishes, but her grandmother is strict, and she usually tries medium spicy, but today in order to comfort the frightened mood, Luo Jia decided to try: "Heavy spicy!" ”

Zhou Yundian gasped: "Do you want to think about it again?" The owner of this house is a native of Shonan, and the spicy dishes are very authentic. ”

The spicy Sichuan cuisine is made with peppercorns and seasonings, and the layers are diverse, while Hunan cuisine is more spicy and has its own characteristics, but it can be so spicy that it doubts life.

Luo Jia really hasn't tried: "You don't say how I don't know, you say it......" you know.

Zhou Yundian understood, he really wanted to smack himself and tell you to talk more: "Then try it, if you can't stand it, you will withdraw." ”

Next, Zhou Yundian was fortunate to appreciate Luo Jia, who was so spicy that his eyes burst into tears, and he was super happy to eat. ()

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"It's spicy, but it's really delicious, do you want some?"

"No, just enjoy it."

Zhou Yundian immediately ate Longjing shrimp, and refused to allow spicy dishes to invade his taste buds.

After eating, Zhou Yundian returned to the dance studio to rehearse for the next art show. He was a little worried about Luo Jia's stomach, but seeing Luo Jia's lively appearance, it seemed that it was no big deal, so he sent a message to Wan Brown to ask him to pay attention to Luo Jia in the library.

Luo Jia went to the dormitory to get a few professional books, came to the library to immerse himself in learning, and asked Wan Brown a few tables across the table if he didn't understand. However, he found out that there was a girl next to Wan Brown, and the relationship was a little inexplicable, so Luo Jia didn't go back.

When Luo Jia went to pour water, he suddenly felt his stomach twitch, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

A couple of girls came in and complained that it was raining outside, making their clothes wet.

The spring rain is always so moody, falling from time to time and then stopping quickly.

Luo Jia couldn't see the weather outside, and he didn't have an umbrella with him, so he decided to learn more and wait for the rain to lighten up.

When the library closed and all the students left, Luo Jia also put the books into her school bag.

As he walked out of the library, he saw a familiar figure outside the door.

Bai Yan was chatting with Professor Hu in the Information Institute, and after he came out of the studio, he was caught by the sharp-eyed Professor Hu.

They talked about the topic of AI computing acceleration under the DSA architecture chip, which is less covered in textbooks, and the professor believes that Baiyan has more practical experience, and hopes that he can hold some lectures to give students popular science theoretical knowledge.

Bai Yan politely refused: "The lecture takes time, and I can't just go on stage and talk nonsense without any preparation." ”

"What you say casually, I think it's better than some related households, I don't know how much!" Professor Hu thought of those airborne, and he didn't have the ability to know how to engage in relationships, so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Although you are in the management department, I still think you are more suitable for us here." ”

Bai Yan smiled: "There are a few seniors with practical experience in the research institute, I will recommend it to you then?" ”

Professor Hu felt that it was not Bai Yan, everyone was similar, so he reluctantly agreed, and he found that Bai Yan's mind seemed to have turned elsewhere.

Bai Yan noticed the person who came out of it, probably sensing his gaze, and Luo Jia was nervous.

Luo Jia pretended to be nothing, raised his hand and waved, and raised a smile: Hi~!

After saying hello, Luo Jia was about to rush into the rain.

A shadow fell, and a black umbrella hung overhead.

Luo Jia's heart skipped a beat.

The raindrops crackled all around, Bai Yan held an umbrella, and Ruyu's face had a hint of fireworks in the dark light.

The rain fell down the umbrella bones on Bai Yan's shoulders and soon became wet.

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