Chapter 11: Full of Me
What's going on?
Did I just say too much?
Why didn't the little girl look back at me this time?
Lu Zi, who was thinking, shook his head slowly.
Shouldn't it be, don't I talk to her like this every time?
Then don't think about it, tomorrow she will still be the same Shen Jiani who appeared in front of you with a dead face, isn't it?
yes, that's right, but how do you give her this chain?
With deep eyes, looking into the distance, Lu Zi silently made an oath to himself:
"In this life, he will definitely smash the necklace that the bright-eyed man gave to Shen Jiani, and bring this necklace that belongs to him for her with his own hands, so that she can carry it forever."
Shen Jiani's figure became more and more blurred, but Lu Ziyi was reluctant to leave, and he didn't retract his gaze until the white skirt completely blended into the dark night.
Lu Zi turned around with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he took the first step, he felt something on his feet, and he swept his eyes and picked it up.
Is that......
Little Niko's picture book!
What does she draw every day?
Is that why she loves to draw so much?
suddenly fell in love with a person, everything about this person was very curious for Lu Zijiao.
He eagerly unbuttoned the album, but slowly opened it, and by the faint light, he looked at the pictures inside, but was completely dumbfounded when he saw the people inside.
If the first one is him, it may be a coincidence, Lu Zilian doesn't believe it, and everything behind him is him.
The slender fingers flipped back one by one, but they were completely blinded after reading the rest of the book.
She, Shen Jiani, is so obsessed with me......
It's been five years, and Shen Jiani's album is full of portraits of Lu Zilian.
There are indeed too many classes, eating, playing football, and walking, but the last one makes Lu Zi lose his mind.
It was the cherry blossom tree he leaned on, and across from him sat a girl with a small dimple.
It's just that this girl's expression is a little complicated, like joy, and like shyness, and if you look closely, she is actually timid.
Yes, that Nizi was peeking at him timidly, and at the end of the rice paper, a line of beautiful words completely attracted his attention.
"My dream is to be a painter, not to paint the great rivers and mountains in the world, but to paint for you for the rest ---of my life. Rely on you for a lifetime. ”
After reading this album, Lu Zi hugged it tightly in his arms, throbbing like that, he couldn't wait to rub it into his body, so that it would be with him like blood.
Yes, Lu Zilian, who has always been cold, has never been touched by anyone, but now after reading such a confession, he can't tolerate anyone in his heart.
For the rest of my life, I Lu Zi relied on all the colors, which were given by you Shen Jiani.
Shen Jiani, who returned to the bedroom, concealed her bad mood, the pain in her mouth was a pain that would pierce her heart when she moved slightly, but she could bear it.
I forced myself to talk a lot to my roommate, if nothing else, just for those sad things, I can only let myself know.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights went out on time in the dormitory, and Shen Jiani, who was lying on the bed, stopped pretending.
Lu Zijiao, do you hate me like that?
Do you really want me to like that?
If I did roll, would you want to see me too?
Probably not!
If so, why do you want me to go?
This night, Shen Jiani was destined to sleep badly, she couldn't understand what Lu Zi meant: "On a rainy day, I will read in the library, don't bother me", she just felt that the other party wanted her to get out.