Cheng Huanchong was completely stunned and motionless.
Lin Qingzhi looked at him calmly and whispered: "I remember every work of you, every plot, and was moved by them, and even more by your talent and talent. I rarely read serial comics, I only paid attention to all your works. I don’t know why, but I just like to read them very much.”
"Every character you painted is very interesting, and some of the original characters even come from your relatives or friends. Your male protagonist is sunny, aggressive, overcomes all difficulties and finally achieves extraordinary achievements. Looking at your works, you will be happy. Then he became cheerful."
"As I looked at it, I couldn't help but become curious about the author. I wanted to know what kind of person he was, who could draw such a warm and interesting character, and I also wanted to know what he had experienced and learned, and how he could actually do it. The plot is so tortuous and bizarre.”
"I once imagined that you should be a college student, young and restrained, and I also imagined that you, like most artists, have a weird temper and behave erratic. I even guessed that you were a weird girl. I thought while watching, Until the end I couldn't help but ask my assistant to check your personal information."
Cheng Huanchong was stunned and swallowed in disbelief.
“…when did it happen?”
Lin Qingzhi replied: "As early as when you were a high school student, I sent someone to check you and beloved by your vitality. I feel that you are like a warm sun in winter, which seems to shine into my chest all at once. .I once wandered at the intersection of No. 1 Middle School. I saw you laughing at a few teenagers with your schoolbag on your back. I also saw you not wipe the corners of your mouth when eating ice cream. I also saw you being restrained and embarrassed when holding a fan meeting.”
Cheng Huanchong blushed and became embarrassed unconsciously.
Lin Qingzhi lowered his eyes and continued: "I have observed you silently for a long time, and I have paid special attention to your college entrance examination results. I know that you have also been admitted to the Imperial Capital University, and even chose the art department to become my junior. I was secretly happy. I have been so happy for a long time, but I don’t know why I am so happy. I am very busy, but as soon as your work is updated, I will click to read it, read it quietly and exit, never leave a message or comment, and occasionally give it to you, but the amount is not large."
Cheng Huanchong couldn't help but interrupt: "Why didn't you... tell me?"
"Thinking." Lin Qingzhi whispered: "But I have to control myself. Things in the world are so wonderful. I clearly avoided it, but fate refused to let me escape. When you were introduced to me by your mentor ,I was stunned for two or three seconds and almost lost my composure. When I held your hand, my heart was almost half a beat, which scared me."
Speaking of this, he frowned and sighed.
"I thought about it and still pay attention to you silently, but my heart began to be greedy. I couldn't help but want to see you. Even if I look from afar, I will feel better. I feel uncomfortable and feel very depressed. Later, my parents found out. , asked me what happened. I couldn't hide it from them, so I had to tell them. My parents were very open-minded and told me that I wouldn't try it, so why should I give up easily and encourage me to take the steps to pursue you."
Cheng Huanchong's face was so blushed that he was embarrassed and put aside his handsome face.
Lin Qingzhi smiled bitterly: "I have found some excuses to guide you to see the paintings for me, and let you give me advice, and finally have the opportunity to get in touch with you. Although it has only been a few months since we actually met face to face, you have been with me. I have been staying in my heart for a long time. I can't help but want to be nice to you, and even want to please you, just want you to be happy and maintain the sunshine in my heart."
He raised his eyes and stared at Cheng Huanchong's side face.
"If you think I have caused trouble for you, then I will disappear from now on. I can now formally answer your question just now. Cheng Huanchong, I like you, so I want to be nice to you so I will be so kind to you.
What you see is your heart, your people.”
Cheng Huanchong dodged his eyes a few times and buried his head.
I don't know if it's too shy, too embarrassing, or too scared, but he hid in the quilt, pulled the corner of his head, and didn't dare to move.
Lin Qingzhi looked at him like an ostrich and laughed silently.
"I'm sorry... it's too sudden and very sudden, making it difficult for you to accept it for a while. I'm at the age of thirty, but this is my first confession in my life. I don't know how to express my feelings, I can only think of it.
Say whatever you want. Every sentence I say is true, and I don’t lie to you any more."
After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and stood up slowly.
"You have a good rest. I... leave."
He walked unfastly, and when he unscrewed the door handle, he made a crisp "click" sound. He reluctantly glanced at the person hiding in the quilt. Finally, he closed his eyes and turned around and left.
Lin Qingzhi took a deep breath and forced himself to relieve his messy emotions.
It was supposed to say to Cheng Huanchong's parents that it was really rude and impolite to leave without saying goodbye, but now he really couldn't face anyone calmly. He walked towards the gate very quickly and fled to the rush
Out of Xinyuan.
Seeing that something was wrong with him, the bodyguard opened the car door and let him get into the car, buried his head and asked with concern: "Young Master Qing, are you okay?"
Lin Qingzhi took a deep breath, leaned against the leather seat like a slump, and slowly closed his eyes.
"I... it's okay. Go to the security room and say... I have to go home immediately if I have something to do. I didn't have time to say goodbye to Mr. Cheng and his wife, please forgive me."
The first time the bodyguard saw him like this, he was worried about asking him if he was feeling uncomfortable.
Lin Qingzhi shook his head and asked him to do what he told him.
The bodyguard answered and quickly walked towards the security room.
Lin Qingzhi secretly adjusted his turbulent mood and gradually calmed down. It is easier for a person who is engraved with "calmness and self-control" in his bones to adjust his emotions.
The bodyguard came back and got into the passenger seat.
The driver started the car and drove forward slowly.
"Wait!" The bodyguard suddenly called the driver.
The driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes. Lin Qingzhi, who was sitting behind, leaned forward slightly, but still didn't open his eyes. He sat upright, as if he was meditating.
The bodyguard hesitated and whispered: "Young Master Qing, that—"
Lin Qingzhi said in a quiet voice: "Return to the plum garden."
"That-" the bodyguard stammered: "Someone ran over from behind, it seemed to be Cheng Huanchong."
Lin Qingzhi opened his eyes in a twelfth moment. Before he could see the window, a loud "bang!" frightened him!
Cheng Huanchong pounced on the glass window, punched his hands hard for a few times, panting and then smashing it with his fist.
The driver and the bodyguard were both shocked!
Lin Qingzhi stared at him blankly and pressed the button beside him.
The thick glass window slowly descended.
Cheng Huanchong was breathing heavily, as if he was chasing him at a speed of life and death, his cheeks were slightly red, and his big eyes were staring at him, as if he was angry.
"Open the door! Open the door!"
Lin Qingzhi couldn't react a little and did nothing.