But after a while, a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that his recent actions had paid off.

[Fu Ci: That's good. I'll take you to the playground for a run in the evening when I'm free. Your body is too bad. 】

[Fu Ci: I have class first, and I will pick you up after school, at the door of your classroom. 】

Qi Yan took back the phone, thinking about the last thing Fu Ci specially emphasized, and couldn't help laughing.

Why does he feel that Fu Ci is getting more and more naive? must have thought about coming in to pick him up for a long time, right? don't hesitate to pretend to be pitiful in the rain, really...

"Wow! So happy in the morning?" A cheerful voice interrupted the train of thought.

Feng Ziyu just arrived at the studio, sat down beside Qi Yan, and looked at him again, "Hey, if I hadn't known you were single, I would have thought you were in love."

"Pink bubbles are popping out."

This made Qi Yan stunned for a moment, and he immediately restrained his smile, "Where is it?"

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his face and wanted to adjust his expression. He caught the mask on his face off guard, "I was almost fooled by you. I have a cold and I'm wearing a mask!"

He thought that Feng Ziyu was teasing him.

Feng Ziyu rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Why am I lying to you when I have nothing to do? Your expression before was very similar to the moment I fell in love with my partner, and your eyes were drawn."

When he first entered the door, he was a little surprised to see Qi Yan's expression. In order to make sure, he took a few more glances. Qi Yan's eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his eyes and brows were sweet. If this was seen by the girls in their courtyard, Probably crazy.

The flower of Gao Ling of the Fine Arts Department has a budding heart, so don't know how many people have been killed.

He quietly leaned over to Qi Yan, "To be honest, you wouldn't really fall in love, would you?"

Qi Yan pushed the person away and did not choose to answer his question, "The teacher is coming soon, you haven't packed up the drawing board yet."

Feng Ziyu still didn't give up, and persevered by the side: "Tell me about it! Or, who do you like? How far is it now? I have experience in this, maybe I can help you with your staff?"

He was so curious.

On weekdays, he is taciturn, and he does not participate in public activities. There are not many people in his class who are familiar with him. Others think he is arrogant and arrogant, but Feng Ziyu knows that this is the temperament of Qiyan. People are not difficult to deal with.

Just like now, after he asked so many questions, Qi Yan still kindly reminded him to take out the homework assigned by the teacher before, and pointed out that he made a mistake in one piece.

Feng Ziyu groaned and didn't have the heart to ask any more questions, so she went to make up for it.

The people around him quieted down, and Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

What Feng Ziyu asked was the last thing he didn't want to face, or in other words, he was afraid to face it.

What is his mental state now? What kind of future will he and Fu Ci have? Will Fu Ci change perceptions of homosexuality?

Even, he had a strong hope for the last one. Since Fu Ci is willing to be so close to him, maybe the other party is not so disgusted with homosexuality, right?

But he didn't expect that reality would hit him so hard in the face.

At the end of the last class, Qi Yan had just packed up his things and was going to go out first. Fu Ci said that the teacher had delayed the class and came later.

After thinking about it, he was going to go to Fu Ci first, and maybe he could give people a surprise, but as soon as he got up, he was stopped by Feng Ziyu beside him, "Wait a minute, do you have the evaluation that Old Man Wang said last? interest?"

Mr. Wang asked everyone to hand in a painting with the theme of [campus] for two weeks, and the top three will be selected.

"I have some gossip. The selected works will be put on the 80th anniversary exhibition of the university as representative works. It sounds great! I'm so moved, I hope you have any ideas?"

He thought that Qi Yan would also be interested, but he shook his head unexpectedly.

"I'm going to hand in a random assignment this time. You know, I'm not good at drawing people."

The most eye-catching on campus are the energetic college students, and he can't draw that feeling.

He only draws speeches.

For the characters in his pen, only Fu Ci can draw the soul, and he does not know the reason.

Feng Ziyu sighed after hearing this, "Who said that the campus must draw characters. With so many iconic things in University A, which one can't be drawn? Don't be too dead."

But he was a little powerless to say it himself, and he wanted to comfort a few words, but he was wrapped around his waist by the people behind him, "What are you worrying about praying for? People can make the top three even if they just paint a landscape, okay?"

Cheng Liang pinched his face, "You might as well worry about what to draw yourself."

Feng Ziyu saw that her boyfriend was coming, turned around and hugged him, "I already have an idea, I just happened to tell you guys!"

The three chatted raptly, but did not notice that there was another person at the door of the studio.

When Fu Ci came, what he saw was this picture-

A relatively petite young man was nestled in the arms of the other, and the two were biting their ears and saying something very intimately. Fu Ci even saw the man smiling and pinching the waist of the person behind him. taboo.

Qi Yan sat opposite the two of them, holding her cheeks, her face was speechless, but her eyes were smiling.

Fu Ci only glanced at it, and felt a rush in his stomach.

These two are gay, and Qi Yan has a good relationship with them.

Qi Yan saw Feng Ziyu and Cheng Liang making a fuss, and complained, "Can you guys not show your love in front of me?"

How come the two of them started to play after talking about ideas?

He looked away in disgust, but caught sight of the person at the door unexpectedly, and the smile on Qi Yan's face froze.

When did the resignation come?

Fu Ci didn't have the old smile on his face, and his whole body was terrifyingly cold. Although he didn't say anything, Qi Yan could feel the deep disgust in the other party's eyes, so that the studio door didn't even take a step.

If it was normal, Fu Ci would definitely have walked in directly to help him get things.