"Hey, don't touch my forehead." Zhao Tianqin grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand down angrily. Is this person really touching her forehead for the third time after only knowing her for a few days? Is this going too far?
"Your fever has gone down. Remember to drink more warm water when you go back. I have to go, bye!" Huang Zezhong said with a smile. Her expression is so cute, an angry little girl...
Zhao Tianqin watched him stride away speechlessly. He was so tall and his legs were so long and he walked so fast. Did he lose track of time while chatting with her? He only walked away with his backpack on his back and forgot to take the chair to put the drawing board.
Zhao Tianqin took the drawing board he had left behind and opened it after thinking for a moment. There were many landscapes, flowers, plants, and animals he had drawn. There were simple pencil sketches and colored pencil sketches. The drawings were very good and very similar. He learned
Why would an artist choose architecture? Or is art his hobby?
She took a look at the three self-portraits she had just taken away. All three showed her walking into the school gate wearing a light blue puff-sleeved dress. One showed a pale little face with a hint of vagueness.
Smile, a rosy little face with a smile, a rosy little face with a bright smile.
In the last painting that he had been looking at blankly after he finished the painting, she was standing behind him. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice her. She walked to him and he still didn't notice her. She was standing behind him.
The same thing happened in front of him. What was he thinking when he looked at her painting?
Thinking about her? He has only seen her a few times. She looks so similar, and her expression is so similar? Is it true that he fell in love with her at first sight as he said? He even decorated the small flowers on the light blue puff-sleeved dress she wore.
They are all painted so similar, her buds and thin bangs are all painted so similar, even the jade-colored genuine leather sandals on her feet are painted so similar with rhinestones, he has her in his heart.
?
When had he observed himself so minutely, not even missing the two small moles on her collarbone and wrist? It was really...
ruffian!
The pale little face turned red quickly!
Zhao Tianqin carried his drawing board on his back, walked slowly back to the dormitory, and sent him a text message: I have your drawing board here. Call me when you get back and I will take it down and give it to you.
On the way back, I passed by the large stationery store on campus, went in and bought a set of drawing boards and tools. Thinking that he had less than half of his color brushes left, I bought two sets of color brushes before walking back to the dormitory.
I took out all his paintings in the dormitory and looked at them carefully. After looking at them, I still thought they were very beautiful. The various landscapes, buildings, flowers, plants, animals, etc. were all very lifelike.
I put down everything, took my library card and walked out of the dormitory to the library to borrow a few entry-level sketch books and read them back. I was fascinated by the book when I heard the phone ringing in my backpack. After looking at it, I found that it was Huang Zezhong calling me. It was so fast.
It's 10 o'clock. His tutoring time is too long, right?
He turned off the phone, put a box of colored pencils into his drawing board tool box, took out his self-portrait from the drawing board, then quickly walked downstairs with his easel, and quickly walked out to the dormitory door towards him.
go.
When Zhao Tianqin was about to walk down the stairs at the door of the dormitory building, she was hit hard, knocking her down the stairs, into his arms, and knocking him to the ground.
"Sorry, give me a moment." A girl quickly apologized and ran away.
"How are you? Are you injured..." Huang Zezhong quickly stood up with his arms around the little person's waist and helped her stand firm. Just as he was about to let her go, her legs gave out and almost fell to the ground. He quickly held her arms in his arms.
He looked over his shoulder and looked at her carefully.
"I'm fine. Here's your drawing board. I'm going back first. Good night." After Zhao Tianqin stood firm, he handed the easel in his hand to Huang Zezhong, turned around and wanted to go back to the dormitory.
"Wait a minute, your wrist is very red." He took her wrist and suddenly thought of something, he squatted down and looked at her calf and found that it was very red. He pulled up her skirt slightly and found that her knees were all black.
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"You... let's go to the hospital. Your injuries are too serious..." Huang Zezhong stood up and said with pain in his heart. She bumped into him and he fell to the ground. How could he still be injured like this? He was hit by her.
I couldn't feel even a trace of pain when I fell to the ground. Those who didn't know thought she was cushioning her on the ground...
"It's okay, my physique is just like this. It's very late, good night." Zhao Tianqin said with a smile. After saying that, he quickly turned around and walked quickly back to the dormitory building, and took the elevator back to the dormitory on the 8th floor.
Huang Zezhong endured the sudden pain in his heart and returned to the dormitory. After putting down his backpack and drawing board, he couldn't help but ran to the school pharmacy with his wallet. After looking at the medicine for blood circulation, he remembered that she said she was allergic to many medicines. She could
He didn't know what medicine to use, so he took out his cell phone and called her. He called her twice before she was picked up. A confused and soft childish voice sounded, "Hello, who are you?"
"It's me. What medicine are you allergic to? What medicine can you use? I'm in the pharmacy." Huang Zezhong listened to her confused and pleasant childish voice to ease the pain in his heart.
"Oh, it's you. Thank you. I have medicine here. Don't worry. It's very late. You should go back to bed. If it's later, you won't be able to enter the dormitory. Good night!" Zhao Tianqin opened his eyes and glanced at the alarm clock.
Speaking of which, she washed herself, put on her pajamas, and fell asleep. He didn't even sleep and went to the pharmacy to buy medicine for her. Was he nervous about her?
Thinking of her porcelain doll physique, she felt a little lost for a moment. Many people thought she was a monster when they knew she had such a physique. However, her parents took her for a physical checkup every year, and they still couldn't find any reason why she was like this.
in this way.
She'd better sleep!
"Okay, good night." Huang Zezhong sighed in his heart and waited for her to hang up the phone. After waiting for a while, she didn't hang up. It was funny to hear the soft and gentle breathing on the phone. Wasn't it painful for her? It was so easy to fall asleep like this.
Less than 10 minutes after he separated from her, she took a shower, changed clothes, and went to bed. After listening to her gentle breathing for a while, he felt sleepy, so he hung up the phone and ran back to the dormitory.
After he came out of the shower, he took the drawing board and sat on the bed to open it. A fragrant milk scent came from the drawing board. He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It was the smell of her body. There were obvious signs of turning over the paintings inside. She had seen him.
Do you like the paintings he painted? It's a pity that she took away all three self-portraits of hers that he painted so hard all afternoon. Will she be satisfied with what she painted?
Opening the tool bag, she found an extra box of unopened colored sketch pencils. Is this what she bought? She took it out and looked at it. It was the best colored sketch pencil in the school stationery store. Is she treating him like this? He is not her yet.
Her boyfriend, and even if she is, will her behavior not hurt his fragile heart? It feels like being taken care of by a rich woman...
She must have given him snacks and bought him colored sketch pencils because she had a good impression of herself. Isn’t it just that she is too young to know the dangers of the human heart? What if he is a bad person? What if he coaxes her to cheat money and sex?
What to do? He has to protect her. She is too naive and easy to deceive, right?
After hanging the drawing board on the hook on the wall, he discovered that a little pink fabric was exposed on the drawing board. He took the drawing board and opened it again in confusion. He opened the drawing paper and took it out, only to find that it was a 25*25cm light pink square handkerchief, soft and smooth.
The fabric had pink plum blossoms embroidered on one corner. He put the handkerchief on the bedside cabinet and carefully checked the easel. When he found nothing, he put the easel away and put it away.