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Chapter 103 Make This Moment Eternal

That's why Hu Jiacai chose to remind Yang Yi because she felt that a girl like Zhang Tingting who didn't love herself was not worthy of such an excellent Yang Yi.

Yang Yi just smiled and said "thank you" to her.

Perhaps it was because of Yang Yi's relatively simple answer that Hu Jia felt that Yang Yi was probably fascinated by Zhang Tingting, and maybe he thought she was meddling in her own business.

After a while, Yang Yi's behavior made her feel completely at ease.

It is said that if a boy really likes a girl, he will be filled with that girl in his heart and wish to be with that girl all the time.

She can't guarantee it for others, but if an activist like Yang Yi has Zhang Tingting in his heart, he might keep staring at him now.

Because if he wanted to, he could see Zhang Tingting by turning his head slightly, but Yang Yi didn't. He was just in his own position with his eyes closed, maybe he was resting, maybe he was thinking about something.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't care about Zhang Tingting so much, Hu Jia actually felt a little joy in her heart. The depression that Zhang Tingting had brought to her before disappeared in an instant.

Hu Jia looked out of the window, and saw white clouds floating in the air, as if she could grasp them with her hands. Below the white clouds were stretches of green mountains and beautiful waters, which made her feel very clear. After a while, she felt a wave of Sleepiness hit her, and her eyelids became heavy.

When she was drowsy, she seemed to feel someone approaching herself, and suddenly opened her eyes.

At this time, she found two big hands hanging on her chest...

At this time, Yang Yi quickly lowered his head to pick up the blanket on the ground, smiled awkwardly at her and said: "I said I just wanted to cover you with a blanket, and then the blanket fell off accidentally, do you believe it?"

Hu Jia stared at Yang Yi blankly, then subconsciously put her hands on her chest. She looked at Yang Yi steadily, then turned slightly so that her back was facing Yang Yi.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I woke up suddenly because I felt something fell off my body. Could it be that I was really overthinking?

Yang Yi... shouldn't be the kind of person who takes advantage of others, right?
Thinking about it, Hu Jia felt that his cheeks were getting hot, and then he realized that he had thought too much just now.

In fact, she was thinking just now, did Yang Yi want to moles her while she was talking?
Or did Yang Yi want to reach out... "Ahem", it's an indescribable scene...

But it seems that she just thinks too much, it's strange, how could she think about these...

Hu Jia quickly unscrewed the water in front of her and took a sip, pretending nothing happened. She looked at Yang Yi to the side and found that there was a paper and pen in front of him.

Looking carefully, it seems that there is a... person on the paper?

It shouldn't be surprising that there is this on the plane... But now is not the time to dwell on this issue. What makes Hu Jia most curious is what Yang Yi drew on the paper.

"What did you draw?" Hu Jia said, stretching his head over, trying to see clearly.

Yang Yi deliberately blocked it from her.

This made Hu Jia even more curious, what exactly did Yang Yi paint?
"Tch...do you think your painting is too ugly and you don't want me to see it?" Hu Jia said jokingly.

"Yes, it's too ugly." Yang Yi didn't argue with her, but responded to her readily.

The more straightforward you are, the more curious Hu Jia is. She said, "Let me take a look. I don't think your paintings are ugly, and I won't tell others about them."

"It's really average."

If someone else sent it to Hu Jia for her to see, she might not even take a look.

But Yang Yi was different. She was curious about what Yang Yi painted, and also curious about Yang Yi's painting skills.

The main reason is that she just glanced at the person on the paper, who seemed a little familiar... That's why she was so curious.

She even had a bold guess, and she wanted to prove whether it was what she thought.

Yang Yi didn't give it life or death, he couldn't do it hard, he could only give it soft, Hu Jia gently tugged Yang Yi's sleeve.

Yang Yi looked back at her and continued to draw, Hu Jia continued to talk, Yang Yi turned back again, and continued to talk...

"Okay, okay, let's show it to you. I really can't stand you, but I really haven't finished the painting, and it's really not good at painting..." Hu Jia, who usually looks indifferent, didn't expect to be so curious sometimes.

Hu Jia replied: "I've said it all, I won't laugh at you, I also know a little about painting, I can help you take a look."

"OK then!"

Yang Yi had no choice but to pass the paper over.

Hu Jia's originally smiling face was stunned for a moment after seeing the painting.

This is a pencil sketch. The lines on the drawing are clear, the outlines are clearly shaded, and the shadows and reflections are well done.

People who don't know how to draw only think it looks good when they see it, and those who can draw can see the professionalism of the painting.

What Hu Jia didn't expect the most was that the person in this painting was her, the same person she had become so familiar with just now while lying on the armchair.

On the drawing paper, on the side of the airplane window, a girl half-chair is sleeping soundly on a slightly tilted armchair. The side face of the girl is painted, her eyes are slightly closed, and her eyelashes are slightly raised. Very quiet and comfortable feeling.

In front of the girl, a blanket was hanging in the air in both hands, as if she was going to cover the girl with a blanket. Isn't this the scene she saw when she opened her eyes just now...

So Yang Yi wanted to tell himself through this painting, did he really want to cover himself with a blanket just now?

Hu Jia was immersed in this painting, and the scene that just happened appeared in his mind.

Suddenly a voice interrupted her thoughts: "How is the painting?"

"Can……"

Hu Jia replied, nodded, looked at Yang Yi delicately, and emphasized: "It is really possible."

Yang Yi asked: "Which one do you think is more beautiful, the real you or the you in the painting?"

Hu Jia thought for a while and replied: "In principle, the beauty of art far surpasses the beauty of life, because it was created by the painter, but everything in the painting comes from life, so, I think, Reality is more beautiful..."

Yang Yi nodded understandingly and did not continue to speak.

Hu Jia didn't know if Yang Yi liked it or not, but she didn't ask. She looked at the painting and asked after a while, "Why do you want to paint me all of a sudden?"

Yang Yi replied: "It's very simple. The beauty of reality is fleeting. It will become different with the passage of time, or even disappear completely."

"But if I paint this beauty into a painting, I can make this moment eternal, no matter how long it takes, it will be fixed at this moment."

Hu Jia looked at Yang Yi silently, looking at the indifference on his face, and suddenly felt that there was a touch of sentimentality on his handsome and domineering face.

(End of this chapter)