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So the days still have to be passed day by day. It is April, and the flowers are blooming, no matter how beautiful they are, there are no cherry blossoms. The two rows of cherry blossom trees on the campus are in full bloom, and the eyes are full of pink. The spring breeze blows, and the flowers rain all over the sky. That is A pink world represents that love is coming...

☆、Chapter 67

After school, due to the heavy homework today, Lian Ersheng and Tan Yurong unanimously decided not to go shopping, and went home to do their homework. The Wutong Avenue in the spring season looks a bit annoying, with thorny fluff flying around, and passers-by on bicycles often wear masks to prevent inhalation of nasal cavity and oral cavity.In addition to the phoenix trees, catkins began to float all over the sky, and the white flowers looked like snow. Nanjing is a city famous for its greenness, but there are indeed many problems that come with it.

But for the young girls, it wouldn't ruin their good mood.Tan Yurong was walking cheerfully in front of her, her feet in white canvas shoes changing lively steps, humming a little song in her mouth, listening carefully, it seemed to be a little love song by Zhang Huimei.With her hands behind her back, her long hair flutters, and sometimes catkins are attached to it, which will be taken away by Lian Ersheng doting and tenderly.

In front of the elevator at the door of the house, Tan Yurong's cell phone rang suddenly. It was Tan's father who called, saying that he had a sudden engagement tonight, and he might not be able to go home at night, so he asked his daughter to stay at home and do homework, and he fired two. Eat dinner, go to bed early, don't wait for him.

Seeing her hang up the phone, Lian Ersheng couldn't help laughing and said:

"Want to come to my house? I'll cook for you."

"Will you?" Tan Yurong raised her head and looked at her mischievously with suspicious eyes.

Why not, underestimate her.At any rate, she has been an apprentice with Uncle Situ for several months, and she has already been able to make a lot of special dishes, and she can even prepare more difficult dishes smoothly.However, she was usually alone at home, and there was nothing in the refrigerator, so the two turned out of the community and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

It is not advisable to eat too much at night. Originally, according to Lian Ersheng's temperament, he would not eat staple food at night. At most, he would eat some vegetable and fruit salad for weight loss to maintain his figure.But her wife is different from her. She doesn't want to starve her wife, so naturally she has to prepare carefully.But still wouldn't cook big meat dishes, Lian Ersheng decided to use the most common home-cooked dishes to satisfy Tan Yurong's small mouth.

The menu is set, the spring bamboo shoots are the seasonal vegetables in the spring season, and a spring bamboo shoots with meat slices is counted as a meat dish. Tomato scrambled eggs will never be disliked, plus a plate of celery fried fragrant, rich in dietary fiber and vegetable protein, Healthy and nutritious, the three dishes were prepared quickly.By the way, he cooked a small pot of fragrant egg drop soup, and Lian Ersheng also bought a large bunch of cherries, washed and dried them as fruit after dinner.

Tan Yurong wanted to help in the kitchen many times, but was driven out by Lian Ersheng, so she pouted and leaned against the kitchen door, watching Lian Ersheng busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.I didn't expect that she can really cook, she is really virtuous, and the feeling of happiness arises spontaneously.Tan Yurong once fantasized that a loved one could wash his hands and make soup for himself, and now it has come true.

After looking at it for a while, the aroma wafted into her nostrils. Tan Yurong swallowed her saliva, suppressed the idea of ​​stealing food, and decided to temporarily leave this dangerous area and take a stroll at Lian Ersheng's house.Although it wasn't the first time she came in, it was the first time she stayed here for such a long time.She knew that this apartment was currently Lian Ersheng's personal residence, and Lian Yu would come back occasionally, but most of the time he was away.Speaking of which, he hadn't passed Lian Ersheng's room yet, so Tan Yurong, who was full of curiosity, found Lian Ersheng's room and quietly opened the door to enter.

Lian Ersheng's room was very large. Since Lian Yu moved out, the largest master bedroom in the house became Lian Ersheng's room. The master bedroom was divided into two parts, separated by a large platform two steps higher.Below the platform is a large bed, a wardrobe, and an attached bathroom for the master bedroom.There is a large bookcase and a large writing desk on the platform, which was originally the mother's workshop, but now it has become Lian Ersheng's studio.There is also a study room at home, but it is already full of books. Tan Yurong went to see it. It is really just a study room, and it is almost impossible to fit people.It seems that Lian Ersheng has developed a bad habit of stacking books at home. This habit is definitely like Uncle Situ.But those books are not just piled up there to look good, Lian Ersheng reads them every day, and she has eaten at least a quarter of the books in that room.

Even Ersheng's original room, Tan Yurong, also visited it. There are still a large number of Japanese manga DVDs, complete sets of original comics, music CDs, and DVDs of various detective suspense horror movies.This room is now the room where Lian Yu occasionally comes to spend the night, and I don't know what Lian Yu's mood is like sleeping in such a room.

Having said that, when Tan Yurong walked into the master bedroom, she was first attracted by the color of the master bedroom.Lian Yu likes purple, so the main color of the master bedroom is purple, but since Lian Ersheng moved in, the wallpaper here has been changed to a dark blue, which is a bit melancholy, and the bed quilt cover on the bed is also dark gray, but The lighting is very soft and looks very warm.The whole tone is just like Lian Ersheng, deep, restrained, but gentle.Her bed is very clean and tidy, and the quilt is neatly spread, like a hotel suite.She fully revealed her meticulous character.In fact, the habit of folding quilts, which Ersheng didn't even have before high school, was developed after high school.I don't know when, Lian Ersheng suddenly felt that the mess around him was uncomfortable, so he often tidied it up, and gradually developed a compulsion to clean up.Don't look at the mess in her study room at first glance, in fact, the books are all sorted there, and you can find any books you want to read. 138/275 First page Previous page 136137138139140141142143 Next page Last page

The curtains were still lavender and hadn’t been changed. Tan Yurong slowly opened the curtains and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the small balcony. It was dark, and the night view of the city was outside. He turned around and went back to the house, walked up the steps, and entered Lian Ersheng's semi-open studio.

There was a large sketchbook on the easel, the cover was flipped open, Tan Yurong opened it to see, there were some still life sketches in it, Tan Yurong didn't know how to draw, but thought the drawings were very pretty.The big table is full of drawing tools, and there is a [-]-degree slope on the desk. The slope is hollow and can be lit with LED lights. Tan Yurong has seen it before and knows that it is a professional desktop for drawing comics.There are many professional tools for drawing comics in the pen holder next to it. It looks like a pen with a pointed end. This pen seems to be called a duckbill pen. Apart from this pen, the rest of Tan Yurong can’t be named .There is also a creative notebook on the desktop, with the words "personal design book" written on it. When you open it, there are many comic characters in ancient Chinese costumes. Come out, still in the draft stage.

She really puts her heart into it, Tan Yurong thought to herself.She knew that Lian Ersheng University wanted to take the CAFA major in animation, but she didn't expect that she would start practicing now. There should be no problem at her level.Tan Yurong smiled, she really believed her unconditionally.

I was suddenly attracted by an old sketchbook. It seems that this sketchbook is quite old.Tan Yurong couldn't help turning the pages to look. At first, there were still some still life sketches, but halfway through the pages, a piece of paper like a manuscript suddenly fell out.Strange, how could there be manuscript paper in the sketchbook.She picked up the paper, and when her eyes touched the paper, she froze.

The paper was a little wrinkled, as if it had been crumpled, and then it was carefully flattened.On the paper is a picture, a girl is sitting in front of the piano and playing and singing gracefully. The vivid strokes outline the girl's breathtaking beauty. Isn't this girl exactly her? In the lower right corner of the picture, there is a line of small words: Ning Ersheng May 04 "Remember".It was painted when she first transferred to Jinzhong in the second semester of the second year of junior high school.

It turned out that she really fell in love with herself a long time ago.But at that time, she was still that big fat girl, Ning Ersheng who was silently watching her in the corner.But I didn't pay attention to her at that time, who would have thought that now she has become her girlfriend.

Suddenly, her nose was a little sore, and her eye sockets began to heat up. The smile on the corner of Tan Yurong's mouth became more touched.Continue to turn back the old sketchbook, every page in the back is almost full of her, she is listening to lectures in class, she is standing in the corridor blowing the wind, she is walking side by side with her friends, she is jogging during physical education class... ...Page by page, full of deep love, with the beautiful brush, every moment of her is vividly written on the paper.No one has ever recorded her in this way, and paid attention to her in this way. Each of these paintings is full of the author's deep feelings. It can be seen that there are traces of repeated revisions. I don't know how many nights , she is sitting here, holding a pencil, engraving herself in her mind on the drawing paper.