Spring River Chasing the Moon

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Luo Youyou turned to the person next to him for the third time, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Unexpectedly, he turned off the computer and spoke on his own initiative.

Luo Youyou's cheeks flushed slightly, and her face felt hot. "Nothing... nothing, I just wanted to thank you for sending me home."

"I... I'll give you the fare when we get to the hotel..." Luo Youyou knew it clearly. He didn't mind the fare and wouldn't care about her money. However, she was taught since childhood that one should not take other people's benefits for free and should be grateful.

The people around her might be a little surprised by her suggestion. This was the first time he raised the corner of his lips since getting in the car. "No need."

Luo Youyou felt a little depressed and didn't know what was wrong with her. She knew in her heart that they should be arriving at the hotel soon. It had been about twenty minutes since they arrived. As time passed, she wanted to say something to the person next to her more and more urgently.

Luo Youyou thought for a while and said, "Then I'll give you a painting. I studied design." As she spoke, Luo Youyou began to rummage through her bag.

Fortunately, before coming out today, she brought the sketchbook she had prepared earlier.

Luo Youyou took out the other items from the bag and rummaged inside for a long time before she found it. There were too many miscellaneous things in the bag.

This palm-sized picture album is something she always carries with her. Whenever she sees a house she likes, Luo Youyou will draw it in this album and save it.

She opened the notebook and began to look through it to see which one she could give him.

"Do you have anything you like? Pick one, and I'll give it to you if you like it," Luo Youyou handed the album to the person next to him.

Perhaps it was Luo Youyou's eager gaze that made Xu Zhi unable to refuse, and he really took the booklet as if possessed by a ghost.

When you open it, you will see that it is full of paintings of houses, including residential houses, parks, and buildings... The sketchbook is very small, and can be considered a mini version of the work.

Xu Zhiye originally wanted to pick one at random in order not to hurt the child's kindness, but unexpectedly one of the paintings caught his attention.

In the painting, outside a small Western-style building, the yard is full of blooming roses.

Xu Zhi also paused, as if he had returned to his childhood. The place where he had lived when he was a child was very similar to the house in the painting, including the roses that filled the yard...

Luo Youyou saw that Xu Zhi was also staring at a painting without moving. She turned her head and looked down, and it was that painting.

She had never been to the house in the painting. In fact, she saw it from another painting. When she was a child, she had seen this painting in her grandfather's studio. This house should be her grandfather's home in South City.

She didn't know why she suddenly remembered this painting and her grandfather, so she kept the painting in her memory in the album.

"Do you like this one?" Luo Youyou asked Xu Zhiye softly, "If you like it, I'll cut it for you."

Xu Zhi didn't say anything for a long time, but when he saw the girl's gaze, he nodded slightly.

Luo Youyou is satisfied. She has not been learning painting for a long time, and she is really happy that someone likes her work.

But she still reminded him, "Well, this painting of mine is a copy of another painting. It's not my own original work, so please keep it for yourself and don't use it for other purposes."

Xu Zhi also nodded, watching the girl holding the paper cutter with great concentration, slowly cutting the painting, and the painting fell out of the album.

Luo Youyou thought for a while and took out a photo frame from her bag. She always carried photo frames with her. When she felt very satisfied with a painting, she would frame it to give herself a small sense of ritual.

When I was preparing, I bought it according to the size of the album. Fortunately, she also brought one when she came to Nancheng this time.

Suddenly thinking of something, without asking for the consent of the people around her, under his gaze, Luo Youyou took out a pen and signed the three words "Luo Youyou" on the back of the painting. She had a little selfish desire, hoping that the person in front of her could remember her name.

After the ink dried on the paper, Luo Youyou unpacked the photo frame, opened it from the back, put the painting in tightly, and then solemnly handed it to the person next to him. He said, "Thank you," and then lowered his head to organize his bag. There was no further words, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Xu Zhi was also amused by the little girl's smooth movements. He looked down at the photo frame in his hand. He had received countless expensive gifts in his life, but this was the first time he had received such a simple and unpretentious gift. However, he found it quite interesting.

A gift that simply means thank you.

In fact, when Luo Youyou handed the photo frame to him, she felt her hand touching his fingers, which were a little cold. She panicked for a moment and began to pretend to be busy packing her bag. She secretly glanced at him a few times and found that he didn't care at all, or he didn't feel it at all. "Am I too nervous?" Luo Youyou began to doubt herself.

Within a few minutes, a voice of "We're here" interrupted Luo Youyou's thoughts.

It turned out that they had arrived at the hotel where she was staying. Luo Youyou felt reluctant and unwilling to leave, and the emotion kept tugged at her mind, but she had no reason to stay. She could only turn around and thank the person opposite her again, "Thank you for taking me back."

Xu Zhi also looked at her and thanked her again and again, and said seriously, "It's nothing, just a side note. You also gave me a painting, I like it very much, thank you."

Luo Youyou was satisfied when she heard him say that he liked her.

"Then I'm leaving. Goodbye." Luo Youyou opened the car door and said goodbye to him through the window. "Goodbye, I hope we can meet again." Luo Youyou made a silent wish in his heart.

The car window was closed again and the black car disappeared into the night. For Luo Youyou, it seemed like a beautiful dream, and he woke up in an instant.

Luo Youyou felt very tired and uncomfortable when she returned to her hotel room. As soon as she opened the door, she heard Shen Qing, who was in the same room with her, talking on the phone with her back to the door. It seemed that she did not notice the sound of Luo Youyou opening the door and was talking to the other person about Luo Youyou.

"She's always been self-righteous and ignores almost everyone at school. I'm going to teach her a lesson today. When she comes back, the teacher in charge will ask if everyone around her is here. I'll just tell them everyone is. Isn't she amazing? Let her find a way to come back on her own."

Not knowing what the other party said, Shen Qing still didn't care: "Oh, it's okay, we are all adults, she still doesn't know how to take a taxi...it must be nothing"

Before she could finish her words, Shen Qing heard some noise at the door. She turned around and saw Luo Youyou looking at her.

Shen Qing still felt a little guilty when she saw Luo Youyou. In fact, there was nothing particularly annoying about Luo Youyou.

She is talented in her profession, hardworking, and good-looking. She attracts attention wherever she goes and wins praise from her teachers.

At the beginning, Shen Qing also wanted to make friends with Luo Youyou, but she didn't communicate with others much. She only focused on herself in her studies, didn't know how to build good relationships with teachers and classmates, and kept to herself. So while many people liked her at school, there were also many people who hated her.

She just wanted to give Luo Youyou a hard time today, but she didn't expect her to come back so late.

But Luo Youyou just glanced at her, turned and went to the bathroom without paying any attention to her.