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Chapter forty-six draws the line

Lu Changsheng came to the rooftop, feeling depressed and unable to express his feelings. He asked himself, is this wrong?

He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the depression was suddenly relieved. He was not wrong. The only fault was that he was too cowardly in the past. His cowardice made everyone think that he should live as he did before.

"Li Qing." Suddenly, a voice came. Lu Changsheng turned around, but he didn't expect Ning Weiwei to appear behind him. She came in a hurry and stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking into the distance with a melancholy voice.

Asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Changsheng smiled and found that Ning Weiwei had entered the fugue state again, but the temperament of Ning Weiwei at this time was completely different from the queen-like Ning Weiwei. Because of her relationship with her elder brother, Lu Changsheng even felt a little

It’s awkward, I don’t know if I should continue to play that Li Qing.

"It's nothing." Lu Changsheng still subconsciously distanced himself.

But Ning Weiwei leaned over, took Lu Changsheng's hand, put her head naturally on her shoulder, and said, "But I feel that you are in a bad mood."

Lu Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. Can he feel this? Could it be that when this guy was wandering around, he also had some kind of superpower like himself?

But looking at her melancholy expression, Lu Changsheng felt distressed again. At this moment, he actually forgot about her and her eldest brother, and asked in a low voice: "I think you are the only one who has something on your mind."

Hearing this, Ning Weiwei suddenly raised her head, looked at Lu Changsheng seriously and said, "I'm afraid you will suddenly disappear one day. Tell me, you won't disappear, right?"

Lu Changsheng was stunned, couldn't help but scratch her nose, and said with a smile: "Why do you think so?"

"Feeling." Ning Weiwei suddenly hugged him tightly, which made Lu Changsheng a little overwhelmed, but he soon calmed down. This sweet hug actually made him forget who he was.

I don't know how much time passed, but Lu Changsheng suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing by, and there was a chill on his body. Then he opened his eyes, but he was surprised to find that the person in front of him had disappeared, but his hand still kept that

Lu Changsheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Because he was so involved that he even forgot that he was not Li Qing at all, and Ning Weiwei, who was in a fugue state, always made him fall into this unextricable state.

"***, if we continue like this, we have to lose ourselves. No, we can't continue like this!" Lu Changsheng took a breath, left the rooftop, and rushed to the studio. Of course, he was not looking for Ning Weiwei.

Instead, he went to get the unfinished painting he had hidden in his studio.

Lu Changsheng decided that he would never go to the studio again, and even if he went, he couldn't go at night. In addition, Ning Weiwei might like his elder brother under normal circumstances, so he felt that he should keep a distance from her.

At this time, the evening self-study had not yet finished, Lu Changsheng came to the studio cautiously, but found that no one was there. After opening the lock with his mind, he quickly slipped in, but what shocked him was that Ning Weiwei was actually sitting in the studio.

inside, and she still held the painting he drew yesterday in her hand.

Lu Changsheng's heart was in his throat at that time. He was painting Murong Qingxue, and why was Ning Weiwei here? He clearly didn't see anyone at the window just now.

"Could it be that he is waiting for me here?" Lu Changsheng's heart pounded. If that were the case, it would be embarrassing for Ning Weiwei to wake up after being stimulated.

"Did you draw this? Li Qing." At this moment, Ning Weiwei suddenly spoke, "It's so beautiful. I have never felt that I am so beautiful. This must be the best version of me you drew.

"

"What?" Lu Changsheng was dumbfounded for a while. When he walked over and took a look, he was even more dumbfounded, because the painting Ning Weiwei took was indeed the one he painted yesterday, and the character on it was definitely Murong Qingxue, but Ning Weiwei was

What's going on when you think of Murong Qingxue as yourself?

Before he had time to think about why, the melancholy look on Ning Weiwei's face disappeared. She put the painting on the drawing board, sat on the model seat, and said with a smile: "You continue painting, you must complete this painting.

"

Lu Changsheng was helpless for a while, and then he could only pick up the pen and continue painting. He was still uneasy at first, but when he thought of the people in the painting, he quickly calmed down. His mind was filled with every detail of Murong Qingxue, like

All of this was deliberately incorporated into the painting.

When he came to his senses again, it was because he was tired. Painting like this was too exhausting and would not last long before his spirit would become sluggish. However, this could improve his accumulation of thoughts, and he also obviously felt much fuller, just like

It is an enlarged pond. Just because the water has been used and due to the expansion, it feels dry and empty. But as long as the water is replenished, it will become fuller.

Looking at the painting in front of him, Lu Changsheng suddenly realized that it was fuller and fuller than before. Although it was still unfinished, it looked more real, just like Murong Qingxue in front of him.

But before he could appreciate it enough, Ning Weiwei suddenly came over, took the painting and looked at it intently, as if she felt the emotions in the painting. Her expression kept changing, and in the end she actually hugged Lu

Changsheng cried.

This time, Lu Changsheng tried hard to restrain the sinking feeling, but the more he restrained, the more exhausted he became, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, he found that it was already dawn and Ning Weiwei was missing. He was not surprised, but was used to it. But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something and looked around for something. When he saw

When he reached the painting on the drawing board, Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The person in the painting made him want to kiss her. Although he had an argument with Murong Qingxue yesterday, his love for Murong Qingxue has not diminished at all. And now that he thinks about it, Murong Qingxue seemed to be

I am also worried that he will not be able to enter college or will be expelled.

"Well, the results should be out today." Lu Changsheng looked at the painting and said with a smile, "This is your first request. You are ranked first in the school. The second request is yours."

Lu Changsheng was full of confidence, but he didn't intend to just tell Murong Qingxue directly, "I got first place in the exam and my legs are healed. You can be my girlfriend. How boring is that?"

Therefore, he planned to give Murong Qingxue a big surprise. This surprise would of course be prepared for her birthday. By then the painting might have been completed. He planned to give this painting to Murong Qingxue as a birthday gift. By then

When I confess my love to her, I can't fight back if I don't believe it.

Lu Changsheng thought happily, and then put the painting away. Thinking of what happened yesterday, he still felt frightened, so he decided not to come to the studio in the future.

As he was driving his wheelchair around the campus, he happened to see Zhou Xingxing and the others practicing in the morning. The long queue of the team was magnificent.

Seeing him suddenly appear, Zhou Xingxing immediately ran out of the team and asked: "What did you do last night? Didn't you say you were going to apply for an art major?"

"Um..." Lu Changsheng looked embarrassed. You can't tell him that I slept with your goddess in my arms all night last night, right?

After mumbling for a long time, Lu Changsheng smiled and said: "It's hot, so I made a bed outside. I just woke up."

Zhong Youde also ran out of the team and looked strange when he saw Lu Changsheng: "Why are you still sitting in a wheelchair?"

"Yes, why is your kid still sitting in a wheelchair?" Zhou Xingxing also asked strangely.

"Shh." Lu Changsheng quickly made a silent expression, and then told him about the bet between him and Murong Qingxue.

"Nima, you are cheating, cheating, okay?" Zhou Xingxing said with contempt, "How could this silly girl make such a bet with you?"

"Why are you so anxious?" Zhong Youde didn't care, "If a guy like him, who fishes for three days and sunbathes for two days, can get the first place in the exam, I'll change my surname and wait to see him cry."

"This is what you said, I didn't force you." Lu Changsheng looked proud.

"Okay, the results will come out today. Let's see how proud you can be." Zhong Youde was also confident and joked. Examinations are his strong point. If Lu Changsheng got first place in all exams, how could he not get full marks in all subjects?

The three of them were chatting about something when suddenly Wang Tao and Lu Changsheng's class showed up. It was obvious that Lu Changsheng was unhappy. But when he saw Zhou Xingxing and the others standing by, Wang Tao, who was about to say something, endured it and just stared coldly.

He ran past very unhappy.

Lu Changsheng simply ignored him. His eyes were fixed on Murong Qingxue, who was running alone at the end. After the team passed, he didn't have time to say hello to Zhong Youde and Zhou Xingxing, so he followed them in a wheelchair.

This provoked a burst of contempt in the eyes of the two people.

Murong Qingxue ran very slowly, looking calm and relaxed, and every step was very nimble. With her delicate figure, she fell together, giving people a feeling of being out of the world.

Lu Changsheng followed her slowly like this, but said nothing and stared blankly. If he had a pen in his hand now, he would definitely draw this scene, but his thoughts are obviously more effective than the pen.

, and became deliberate without realizing it.

After running for a few minutes, Murong Qingxue slowly slowed down her pace when she felt Lu Changsheng following behind her, and finally started walking slowly until she stopped.

"Why are you following me?" Murong Qingxue said expressionlessly.

"What happened yesterday..." Lu Changsheng wanted to explain a few words about what happened last night.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Murong Qingxue: "How you live is your business and has nothing to do with me."

Seeing her turn and leave, Lu Changsheng was stunned. When he came to his senses, an unknown fire arose in his heart: "What on earth do you want?"

Murong Qingxue suddenly stopped and said without looking back: "Same as before."

With a "thump", Lu Changsheng's heart sank completely. Just like when he was rejected the last time he confessed his love, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Murong Qingxue's words meant that he wanted to keep a distance from him like before.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhou Xingxing and the other two hurriedly came up, but Lu Changsheng smiled bitterly and said: "Let me be quiet for a while, just be quiet for a while."

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