Chapter 163: Just a little short of the perfect woman!
"My name is Zhang Yiming." Seeing Wan Qingying ask her name, Zhang Yiming was also happy. When a woman takes the initiative to ask your name, it means that she is not very exclusive about you.
"Zhang Yiming? The name is not as nice as mine." Wan Qingying said with a smile, "By the way, don't you have some small request? What is it? If I can do it, I will try my best to help you! After all, you are like this, follow me
It has a lot to do with it.”
Zhang Yiming felt helpless and was told by a woman that his name was not nice. My name is ordinary, but it has a profound meaning. Do you understand?
However, Zhang Yiming had no intention of arguing with Wan Qingying. He just said with an expectant look: "Will you really promise me?"
"Well. Just say it, just think of it as fulfilling your last wish." Wan Qingying nodded and smiled.
"..." Zhang Yiming twitched the corner of his mouth, a last wish? I poke it! But thinking about what he said before when he deceived Wan Qingying, it really meant a bit of a last wish. Then there was a bitter smile hidden in his heart, and a look of concern on his face.
Said: "Actually, I just want you to stay with me for a day
That's it. But don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I've always hated women so much, and it's rare to meet someone I don't hate. I just want to stay in this beautiful state for a little longer. Even if it's just
I am satisfied just sitting and chatting."
"Okay, that's okay! Anyway, I don't have anything else to do this weekend, so I'll just sit here and chat with you! However, I have to go back before seven o'clock in the evening, otherwise my sister should worry."
Wan Qingying said.
"Thank you so much. Wan Qingying, you are really a considerate and considerate woman. If any man marries you, he will be extremely happy." Zhang Yiming praised her sweetly, and Wan Qingying's little face also showed a slight smile.
She blushed and glared at Zhang Yiming, then said: "Don't say such things, otherwise I will ignore you. I don't want to get married. Men are all stinky."
"Uh, how can a man stink! You are so close to me now, you shouldn't smell the stink, right?" Zhang Yiming said suspiciously, and then smelled his armpit again, making Wan Qingying giggle.
"I'm not talking about this kind of stinky /xianshan/仙山txt download/a! This stinky, in a broad sense, means that men are bad. You are so stupid." Wan Qingying laughed and cursed, then looked at Zhang Yiming who was still half lying on the ground.
On the way, he said worriedly: "But it's not a problem if you keep lying like this and can't sit up with your legs! How about I call my sister and ask her to invite a few male doctors and nurses to come over?
"
"No, I feel much better. I'll try and see if I can sit up." Zhang Yiming was ashamed and thought to himself, "The devil needs a male nurse! How gentle and considerate a female nurse is! It's a pity, for the sake of this beauty, I only have to do it for the time being."
Now I can pretend to hate those nurses...
"Well, then you try." Wan Qingying saw Zhang Yiming trying to sit up and said, and she also pulled Zhang Yiming's arm, trying to give Zhang Yiming a fulcrum to support him. Even she didn't notice it. She didn't know how to do it before.
She who knows how to touch men's limbs, now actually takes the initiative to pull Zhang Yiming's arm unintentionally...
There is a habit that is always developed inadvertently. After the first contact, you will not be so scared the second time. This is what Zhang Yiming thinks. No matter what the reason, as long as this Wan Qingying comes into contact with himself first
Say it! Otherwise, you will be beaten to death with a single blow, and there will be no chance of talking about it!
With Wan Qingying's support, Zhang Yiming stood up tremblingly, his legs seemed to be swinging gently, but there was a cry of surprise in his mouth: "Huh? It's okay? I'm so lucky? Except for the left
My feet are numb and my right foot is slightly sore, but there doesn’t seem to be any other problem.”
"Really? That's great. It scared me to death. I was really worried that something would happen to you." Seeing Zhang Yiming say this, Wan Qingying was also very happy, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have a chair over there, let me help you go over there and chat!" Wan Qingying felt that it was not possible to support Zhang Yiming like this all the time. When she saw the folding chair where she was sitting on sketching, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said to Zhang Yiming.
"Okay!" Of course Zhang Yiming would not refuse, pretending to swing his legs, but it was actually quite hard...
After being helped by Wan Qingying to sit down on the folding chair, Zhang Yiming looked surprised in his eyes and pointed at the drawing paper on the shelf and said, "You can draw!"
"Yes! I was originally here to paint this red maple, but who knew you... now it seems that I may not be able to paint it today." Wan Qingying said with some regret.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here to draw." Zhang Yiming said against his will.
"It's okay. There's still next week!" Wan Qingying said with a forced smile, sighing secretly in her heart. Next week, the leaves of this old maple tree will be reduced a lot, and by then the maple tree will lose its full red maple color.
The beauty. And what she wants is this kind of beauty. But she has already promised Zhang Yiming to chat with him, so naturally she can't put Zhang Yiming aside and come to paint by herself.
"Next week? Next week will definitely not work. It is already late autumn, and it will get later every day. By then, the leaves of the maple tree will have fallen off, and you will definitely not be interested in painting anymore. Come on, come now
Painting, I watched, I have never seen anyone painting live!" Zhang Yiming smiled thoughtfully, and then stood up from the chair to make room for Wan Qingying.
"Do you really want to see people painting?" Seeing Zhang Yiming being so considerate of her, Wan Qingying's eyes lit up and she was a little surprised, because she really wanted to paint this maple tree. In order to paint this maple tree, she
She has been practicing in private for a long time, and even visited some famous artists. If she can't draw today, she really has no chance. The weather forecast says that starting from tomorrow, there will be rainy weather for a week. Obviously, even if she
Skipping class to draw is out of the question.
"Of course, painting is such a beautiful thing! It can put the most beautiful things on pure white paper and preserve the beauty of things forever! It's a pity that I don't know how, otherwise I will definitely draw you.
, even if we become strangers to each other again in the future, I still have nostalgia!" Zhang Yiming said hopefully, his eyes full of longing.
"Why do you say that/fanzhuairensheng/reverse life/a! Now that we all know each other, maybe we can become friends! In the future, we may not be strangers. Don't think about the problem so pessimistically." Wan Qingying's face
He said with a slight smile, although
At first, she disliked Zhang Yiming, a scoundrel, but as she got to know him, she felt that Zhang Yiming was actually quite a good person. He was considerate and had a beautiful impression of painting. Moreover, the most important thing is that women are always more sympathetic than men.
On a more serious note, when she saw Zhang Yiming being pessimistic, she would naturally encourage him.
"Haha, it would be really great if we could become friends. Come on, you draw first, and I'll enjoy it." Zhang Yiming said, and stood up slowly, making room for Wan Qingying.
.
This time Wan Qingying didn’t refuse. Since Zhang Yiming wanted to see her paint, let’s satisfy him, and we really couldn’t afford to delay it!
"Then I'll start. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me." Wan Qingying warned Zhang Yiming. After all, Zhang Yiming seemed fine, but after all, he fell just now...
"You can draw with peace of mind. I will call you if something happens. Now that I have a good friend like you, I won't let myself get into trouble easily, hehe!" Zhang Yiming said with a smile.
Hearing the word 'good friend', Wan Qingying was startled. When did she have a good friend... Did she really have a friend like this? In the past, when I looked at people, I always felt that others were not good, and I couldn't like them either.
Wan Qingying fell in love with any man or woman except her sister, so Wan Qingying never had any friends to make. Even if some people wanted to be friends with Wan Qingying, they were rejected by her ruthless indifference and left with a cold heart. Over time, in Wan Qingying's life,
There are no friends anymore.
"Yeah!" Although her heart was a little complicated, Wan Qingying nodded and started painting.
In late autumn, I am drunk with red maples, turning into butterflies dancing in the wind! Swaying in the air, mourning the autumn denseness! The brush is like a swimming dragon, the beauty is like a green pine, the brush strokes are swimming, and the red maple leaves are melting into the paper!
Zhang Yiming stood quietly beside Wan Qingying, holding his breath and not daring to disturb Wan Qingying in the slightest. Witnessing Wan Qingying's entire painting process with his own eyes shocked Zhang Yiming's heart!
The girl with this problem, except that she doesn't like men, is almost perfect! She looks beautiful, has a good heart, and is extremely talented in painting!
When the complete old maple tree grew on the drawing paper, Zhang Yiming was reminded of a text from his primary school days!
The fish swam onto the paper!
Now, the young Wan Qingying has actually achieved this superb level of painting! Looking at the old maple trees in the painting, Zhang Yiming has a feeling that the old maple trees have been infinitely reduced and made into specimen-like specimens.
Pasted on the drawing paper!
So real, so perfect!
"call!"
With a low breath, Wan Qingying's ever-concentrated expression showed a relaxed and satisfied smile at the last moment when she put away her brush.
"Hehe, he seems to be in good condition." Wan Qingying breathed a sigh of relief, tilted her head slightly, blinked, and smiled at Zhang Yiming.
"It's more than good! It's simply a masterpiece! Qingying, you are really amazing. If you take this painting to participate in the art exhibition competition, it will definitely be the champion!" Zhang Yiming said with sincere appreciation.
"Participate in an art exhibition? I won't go! I paint just because I like it!" Wan Qingying curled her lips and said. She doesn't like crowded places, and she doesn't need to be recognized by too many people. What she wants to do, as long as
Just be satisfied with yourself. This kind of thinking is actually a complication of her morbid emotion of "hating others".