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He didn't want this wonderful experience of sketching with prayers to be tainted, so he failed too much.
Qi Yan didn't think much, nodded immediately, and put away the drawing board with a quick movement. After the two finished all this, the dog's barking seemed to be close at hand.
Before Qi Yan could react, his wrist was suddenly pulled, and Fu Ci said briefly, "Run!"
Fu Ci was in the front and he was in the back, and the two staggered down the path in the mountains.
The raindrops gradually fell and fell on the two of them, and the dark coat gradually smudged wet marks.
Fu Ci looked back at him, wiped the rain on Qi Yan's face, and panted and asked, "Are you okay? Hold on, there is a place to shelter from the rain in front of you."
He clearly checked the weather, and it didn't rain today, so he didn't think about bringing an umbrella at all.
Qi Yan looked at Fu Ci's slightly embarrassed appearance, the water softened the other person's rather sharp outline, looked at his serious and concerned eyes, and his small figure was reflected in the dark eyes, as if his eyes were full, it was all about him. .
He will take great care to take him out to sketch, prepare snacks for him, and even after the rain, the first thing that comes to his mind is his feelings.
Qi Yan thought that no other person would treat him so well.
He looked down at the hands they were shaking, only to feel that the world had become very quiet.
He couldn't hear the whistling of the wind, the continuous barking of dogs in his ears, and the rushing sound of his feet stepping into the puddles, except for the heartbeats of the two people, which were clearly transmitted through the intersecting hands. turbulent and enthusiastic.
Qi Yan raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, realizing that his heartbeat was so fast.
Again...are you excited?
The two went under the eaves outside a supermarket, and Fu Ci carefully wiped the water on Qi Yan's face with a tissue. Qi Yan cooperated with his face and asked him to wipe, and reached out to wipe off the few drops of water hanging on Fu Ci's chin. beads.
Fu Ci noticed that Qi Yan was extraordinarily obedient, and couldn't help pinching his face, "What's wrong? There are so few words all of a sudden, how is it going to sketch this time, do you have any inspiration?"
He looked at Qi Yan's half-wet clothes, and the corners of his mouth pressed down.
Sketching was suddenly interrupted, chased by dogs, and rained. What inspiration can have?
He was about to say that next time he would find another place, but Qiyan took out a tissue and wiped his face, "I have inspiration."
Qi Yan looked at the person in front of him. By wiping his face, his fingertips slid across his face, and silently drew the outline of Fuci. Finally, the corners of his lips raised a shallow arc.
His campus and youth, not just studying and painting.
Also, pay off.
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Chapter 20
Before meeting Fu Ci, Qi Yan felt that his life was like a calm and waveless water surface. He couldn't see the head at a glance, the distance was gray, the colors were single and boring, and Fu Ci was like a stone thrown into the water, flooding in his heart. There are ripples, and it lasts for a long time.
In his long campus life, the deepest impression was Fuci, and only Fuci.
Qi Yan felt that he knew what he was painting.
Not to select the winner, but to record his feelings.
Fu Ci looked at the smile in Qiyan's eyes, and knew that the other party had an idea. He wanted to rub Qiyan's head, but his hands were wet. Then he remembered that the two of them had just been in the rain, "It's good to have inspiration. , there is a shopping mall nearby, let's go buy some clothes and change them."
The two went to the nearest store nearby.
After changing clothes, Qi Yan came out of the fitting room.
Fu Ci looked at Qi Yan's warm yellow sweater and a hat with bunny ears behind him, his eyes lit up.
He had never seen prayer through such bright colors.
Because painting often stains clothes, Qiyan's clothes are always dark all year round. If you talk about other things, it may be all-match white. This bright color never appears in Qiyan's wardrobe.
Before Fu Ci, didn't think there was any problem, but now that saw it, immediately regretted it.
He should have let Qi Yan try different shades, it's just... so cute!
The warm yellow lining of Qi Yan's skin became more and more fair, and with that uneasy expression, it was like a little rabbit who had just walked out of the house, which made people want to abduct people home and hide them.
Qi Yan found that Fu Ci had been staring at him, and uncomfortably pulled the wide hem of the sweater, "Sure enough, it still doesn't work, I'll change it."
When he first entered the door, he was in a hurry, and Fu Ci hurriedly asked him to change out of his wet clothes. The closest thing to him was this sweater. The color was acceptable, but the ears on the hat were too pink and he was not used to wearing them.
Just as he was about to go into the fitting room to change his clothes, he was hooked on his neck, "Don't change, it's hard to cover the temperature, and then it's cold again, can your body be tossed like this?"
Qi Yan's footsteps stopped, he knew that Fu Ci was right. He had a cold not long ago, and his physical fitness was really bad. Now there is no need to toss about such trivial matters, just a piece of clothing.
However, Fu Ci's eyes were strange, as if he had seen something new and interesting. Although the surface was the same as usual, his eyes never took his eyes off him.
Is this the case before the resignation? Shouldn't it be so obvious?