The current situation is just like yesterday when I was acting with Yu, it always felt like a date.
The two kept a certain distance. The atmosphere was originally strange because of the knot in Chen Xiaofeng's heart, but now it has become even stranger because of what happened before.
Although this was the case at the beginning yesterday, Chen Xiaofeng successfully concealed the subtle relationship yesterday. However, if the other party is Qiong, it doesn't seem to work.
Just like normal times - although Chen Xiaofeng thought so, at this moment Chen Xiaofeng couldn't remember what he did yesterday.
From the moment you met him to the present, how did you face and talk to Qiong?
Although they live under the same roof and go to the same school, they don't talk to each other all the time, because Qiong is by no means the kind of girl who can speak well, and Chen Xiaofeng doesn't talk much either.
So if two people are alone, it is normal for there to be moments of silence. Of course, before today, neither party noticed this.
But this normal situation made Chen Xiaofeng feel uncomfortable, and inexplicable pressure was spreading on him.
This kind of confusion and anxiety makes Chen Xiaofeng hope to reach the canal as soon as possible. As time goes by, this idea becomes more and more determined... Even if he reaches the canal, this problem will not be solved.
Vehicles were driving on the wide road, and private cars were driving leisurely. Some sparse figures could be seen in front of the road the two of them were walking on. That direction was probably the canal.
The sidewalk crossing the road turned red, and Qiong, who was walking a little slowly, jogged to catch up with Chen Xiaofeng.
"Chen Xiaofeng..."
shouted softly.
"The canal seems to be just ahead."
"……kindness."
There seems to be something concerning in his simple words. This is a rare reaction. In Chen Xiaofeng's sphere of influence, he is the kind of person who will speak out decisively if he wants to say anything.
"kindness?"
"nothing……"
Saying this makes it even more concerning.
The sidewalk indicator light turned green, and Chen Xiaofeng urged Qiong to take steps.
"What's wrong? Is there anything you want to say?"
"nothing……"
There is no room for negotiation, no room for decisiveness.
I always felt that such an atmosphere was very uncomfortable. With this thought in mind, the two of them walked across the road, and the canal as their destination appeared in front of them.
Go down from the sidewalk and walk dozens of steps. About four or five meters below the sidewalk, you will find the canal bank. There is a path built along the river.
"Want to go down?"
"kindness."
After slowly walking down the steps, the entire scenery became visible. As the field of vision dropped, it felt closer and closer to the photos in the travel brochure.
There is a wide water surface, and there are ancient warehouses on both sides of the river. The streets are basically invisible, and you can't feel the coming and going of vehicles at all.
There are also many tourists visiting, but they are all strolling leisurely. There are young couples leaning on the railings and looking at the river, there are also middle-aged couples taking photos and of course, there are also older students who are laughing and laughing.
Tingqiong said that she should be here to sketch.
Although I knew Qiong could draw before, I never knew how well he could draw, so Chen Xiaofeng was still a little surprised about sketching.
Of course, there are many people who come here to sketch. They are probably locals, sitting on the bench by the river and painting quietly.
Qiong also unknowingly chose the place to sketch, opened the sketchbook, and fixed it on the railing to prevent his notebook from falling.
Then, start sketching.
Chen Xiaofeng was left alone at a loss.
"Um, Qiong... did you ask me to come just to watch you paint?"
"kindness……"
Qiong nodded quietly.
But thinking about it, watching people paint is a very boring thing. I'm afraid no one would want to come, so that's why you invited me? Chen Xiaofeng thought so.
Chen Xiaofeng sat on the empty bench next to him, looking at the finger holding the paintbrush from behind Qiong wholeheartedly.
Chen Xiaofeng suddenly felt like he had arrived in a foreign country decades ago - the white girl sketching by the river, the ancient foreign-style buildings - this was enough to become a painting.
After a while, some people gathered around such a dome. No matter who they were, they were attracted by the quiet and delicate atmosphere of the dome and stopped.
It was the first time Chen Xiaofeng saw Qiong's paintings, and it was the first time he discovered that she painted so well.
"you are great……"
Chen Xiaofeng couldn't help but admired.
"By the way, do you want some water?"
Qiong nodded.
Chen Xiaofeng looked around, then walked towards the vending machine under the stairs.
After a while, Chen Xiaofeng came back with two cans of coffee.
"However, it seems that there is no ice, only hot."
After hearing this, Qiong put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, looked at Chen Xiaofeng, and stretched out his hand.
"give it to me."
Before Chen Xiaofeng agreed, Qiong took the coffee from Chen Xiaofeng's hand.
"If I just turn this into ice, I can still do it."
A hint of cold air came out of Qiong's hands, and after a few seconds, he handed the iced coffee to Chen Xiaofeng.
The people who were originally attracted by Qiong's words exclaimed again, and then they noticed the school uniforms of the two people.
"It turns out that I came here for a school trip from Academy City. No wonder..." "Wow, this is my first time seeing super powers." "It's amazing." Similar exclamations came one after another.
Then.
"Chen Xiaofeng."
He called Chen Xiaofeng's name with a tone that contained his heart.
Qiong, who was bending down, had his face right in front of him. He was looking directly at the face of Chen Xiaofeng who was sitting on the bench.
"Um?"
He leaned back instinctively.
Then, Chen Xiaofeng's field of vision broadened and he saw Qiong's whole body, but Chen Xiaofeng's sight was naturally attracted to a certain point.
In some loose necklines, the white skin below the collarbone is clearly visible.
It turned out that she was wearing pink underwear today, and Chen Xiaofeng couldn't help but focus on this.
Then, after the brain shut down for a second, a dangerous signal was sent.
Chen Xiaofeng immediately raised his head. Then his eyes met Qiong's.
Did she notice it? Chen Xiaofeng thought in panic.
then……
Qiong pressed the gap between her clothes tightly with her hands, and held the sketchbook in front of her chest...
"looking at what?"
"No, it's nothing."
"Can not see……"
"I, I even said I didn't watch it..."
"Except, except, except for your boyfriend, this kind of thing is not allowed..."
"Don't say this kind of thing in a place with so many people!"
"Does Chen Xiaofeng also like to look at breasts?"
The content of the conversation is getting weirder and weirder.