"Were you happy when you were painting these pictures?" Mr. Rochester asked.

"I was simply fascinated, sir, yes, I am a living person. In short, painting these paintings is the greatest pleasure I have ever experienced."

"That's not an exaggeration. According to what you said, you didn't have much fun, but I believe that when you were debugging and arranging these novel tones, you were really immersed in an artist's dream.

.How much time do you spend sitting down and drawing them every day?”

"Because of the holiday, I had nothing to do, so I sat there and drew from morning to noon, and from noon to evening..." It was another weekend, Yuanyuan was reading "Jane Eyre", downstairs of the dormitory

Someone was calling her: "Fang Yuanyuan, someone is looking for you. Wait at the east gate. Are Fangyuan Yuan there? Do you hear me?"

Yuanyuan quickly arranged her hair, ran to the eaves of the dormitory and said, "I heard it, I'll come down right away."

The spring sunshine was golden and warm, and there was a hint of coolness in the breeze. Yuanyuan went back to the dormitory, put on a blue jacket, and combed her hair.

Li Zifen, a bookworm, lay on the bed and muttered: "Is your luck here? Are you dressing up like this?"

"Fuck you, what's the matter with luck in love? How unpleasant it sounds. I'm not that kind of person. I can't comb my hair if it's messy?" Yuanyuan said seriously.

"Tsk, tsk, my face is red, and I still don't admit it."

"I'm so angry because of your words. Come on, follow me and let you have good luck." Yuanyuan said, reaching out to pull Li Zifen. She shrank into the quilt and shouted several times: "Aha, I

Surrender, you, why don’t you go quickly?”

Yuanyuan smiled and said: "Children, you surrendered without even touching you? There is no future." After saying that, she ran towards the east gate of the campus. She guessed: Only that Zhang Yan would come to the east gate to find her, because she didn't

Other friends.

Sure enough, Zhang Yan was standing at the gate facing the wind, looking intently into the crowd. There were students in twos and threes coming in and out of the gate.

Yuanyuan greeted Zhang Yan happily: "Good morning, Zhang Yan! Are you free to come over today?"

Zhang Yan's eyes widened behind the lenses, and she said with joy: "Fang Yuanyuan, I want to see you, of course I have to be early!" He mustered up the courage and wanted to say this in a boy's naughty tone, but

I don't know why, but my face suddenly became hot. This embarrassing expression did not match his casual white casual clothes.

However, Yuanyuan said with great disapproval: "I'm very pleased to have friends from far away. I'm going to treat them to dinner today."

Zhang Yan said: "Let me invite you. How can a girl treat a boy to dinner?" The two of them laughed and walked on the sidewalk outside the school. The weeping willows and green leaves beside the road were graceful and dancing in the breeze.

.

"You're welcome, this can be regarded as a boy inviting a boy to dinner, and the money spent was sent by my boyfriend." Yuanyuan said such words calmly, which made Zhang Yan look confused, but her heart was filled with confusion.

Broken into a frenzy, he took a deep breath,

After calming down, he asked: "Do you have a boyfriend? I can't tell." The last four words were the humble truth. He raised his eyes, and the world in his eyes was a green wall. In a trance, the wind gently lifted him up.

The hair on the forehead is youthful and elegant.

Yuanyuan smiled and said, "You are so funny. Do you think I have a boyfriend? Do you want to hang a sign on your chest to explain that I have a boyfriend?"

Zhang Yan was amused by her and said: "No, no, I imagined Fangyuan Yuan to be a person immersed in a pile of books. No... but no... no no..."

Happy little stars flashed in her big round eyes: "Tell me, do you have a girlfriend?"

The muscles on Zhang Yan's face tensed up, and she was so serious that every cell was saying: "No, no, I'm still early? My mother always warned me: you have to study hard to study, and you're not allowed to fall in love.

Look, am I studying seriously? I am four hundred degrees short-sighted." As soon as he said the self-deprecating words, he smiled, showing his white teeth, and his face was pure and sunny.

Yuanyuan said: "You should take good care of your eyes. After class, go outside and look into the distance and see green plants."

"Does your method work? My short-sightedness has nothing to do with studying. It has something to do with Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng. It's their novels that make me sleepless and forget to eat."

Yuanyuan pursed her red lips and said, "Go and settle the score with them!"

Zhang Yan looked at her pouting look, as cute as a three-year-old girl, and said with a smile: "I want to thank them all. Nini's incident hit me hard. I

Sometimes I indulge in the world of martial arts and fight with myself in reality. Time passes day by day, and I finally come to life. I call myself a hero in my heart, but my mother cannot, perhaps, be a mother.

, the pain in her heart may not be able to be healed in this life.

Healing. Whenever I see girls of the same age as Nini growing taller and winning awards for dancing, my mother will secretly cry and cry bitterly. My father always comforts my mother and says: Look at how sensible our Yaner is.

You can't do this, you have to think about him... My father also wanted to send me to study abroad, but my mother refused. She was always worried about me, afraid that something would happen to me. Alas, Shi Tiesheng said that a child's pain will only be felt by his mother.

Magnified three times. That’s really it.”

Yuanyuan listened silently and nodded silently. When she saw a candied haws seller passing by, she pulled off four skewers at once, handed two skewers to Zhang Yan, and took two skewers for herself. She took a bite and exclaimed: "Ah, it's so sweet."

"

Zhang Yan doesn't like sweet food, but he still tasted it with a smile and said softly: "Yes, it's so sweet. It's better than the ones sold in our school. I heard that some are made with maltose and are more fragrant."

"I don't understand this. As long as it's sweet, I like it." After Yuanyuan finished speaking, she began to think deeply. Why does she like sweet food so much? Is it because she suffers too much?

Zhang Yan laughed and said: "I love salty food. When I was in middle school, a big hole was broken in the school wall for some reason. We went to the farmer's house next to the school to buy pickled vegetables and steamed buns to eat. That farmer was very good at business. The student

If you don’t have money, you can buy it with meal tickets

, at that time, some students even had 40 kilograms of meal stamps to eat, and the farmer made a lot of money. Some parents came to the school to ask about the situation. The teacher was so angry that he scolded us delicious food: You are from the dog hole.

Climbing out... Haha, it’s really funny now that I think about it.”

Yuanyuan also laughed, and finally stopped laughing and said: "What teacher? What school? Why don't you fix that dog hole quickly?"

"Yeah, now that I think about it, there seems to be some secret in that dog hole. Well, I was still in junior high school at that time, a brainless kid." He smiled and glanced at Yuanyuan, handsome, who was savoring the candied haws next to him. Her fair face suddenly flashed with playful big eyes. In this spring, this girl was imprinted on his heart. Perhaps this girl could only remain a secret forever.
Chapter completed!