Falling in love with you through the clouds

I didn't end up looking for her in her room.

Knowing this news, I still lose sleep over it, the amethyst is out of order.

And after she hid in the room, she didn't know how things were arranged. Anyway, she didn't come to knock on my door, so I don't know how she is doing now.

It's ridiculous.Sister Tao likes me?

Does she still like me even though she knows my sexuality?

I remembered that I had said to her before, "It is the happiest thing to be able to give to the person that Sister Tao loves", and now I just hit myself in the face...

Well!It's not quite right to say that... Actually, it's not that I don't like her, but... I don't even know what kind of liking my liking belongs to.I longed for her company and her hug, but before I saw that post, I always thought it was like a confidant or even a sister-like hug.

Not a loving hug between couples.

Am I thinking too simply, or is sister Tao unknowingly unable to control herself?

The first day of class after the New Year's Day holiday unfolded in such a chaotic atmosphere.

I didn't take the amethyst, after all, it was a gift from her-whether she really meant to make a silent confession to me or not, I still like this crystal very much.

After all, the final exam is due, and even the morning classes are full of enthusiasm. Except for a few subjects where reports can be used instead of exams, most of them still have to face the final exam; "Cooperate seamlessly" - relying on the supplements and notes of two people supporting each other, no matter how fierce the "big knife" is, they can save themselves from danger, and I believe it will be the same this time!

"Xiao Ning, it's different after the holiday?" After class was over, it was another girl from the same class who came to chat with me, "I heard that you are with A Jun! But it's strange, has he been lately? Changed to another group? Did you quit the Mermaid? I didn’t see him when I heard them sing last Christmas?”

It's so hard to die, but unexpectedly met a classmate who didn't know, this is the sequelae of the exposure of the relationship. "Ah... this, yes, he has changed teams."

"Yeah? It's a pity, my sister and I like him the most... Then you must have switched to supporting his new group too? That's great! There must be a great man behind a successful man..."

"Huang Xiuyan! What are you asking Xiaoning about Lu Hanjun?" Yiting rushed back to her seat angrily, and she intervened forcefully between us, "Listen clearly, that... person has nothing to do with Xiaoning! Don't take any more Do you know that this kind of stupid thing bothers her?"

"Why are you so fierce! It's rare to have a girlfriend classmate who is an idol star..."

"What idol star? Damn! He's not qualified to be crowned with these four words, that scumbag..."

"Yiting!" When I heard her scold the words "beginning in chaos and ending in abandonment", my eyes went dark, "don't say any more..." I reluctantly stood up, tidied up my notes, and planned to skip the next class .

"Uh...Xiaoning? I...I'm sorry!" Knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, she blamed herself and quickly apologized, while another classmate who came to ask for the news also covered her mouth and stared at me with pity.

"Please copy the notes for me, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first!" Ignoring their dissuasion, I picked up my bag and left, leaving the classroom and gossip behind as if fleeing for my life.

Words can comfort people, but they can also hurt deeply without blood.I knew that Yiting was speaking for me, but I also inadvertently revealed the past that I was eager to hide to others.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have told her... I feel a little regretful, but what I say is like splashing water, not to mention, she is one of my closest friends... No matter how angry I am, I can’t tell her She breaks off easily.

When I left the teaching building, the bell just rang, and there was an empty class for no reason... In fact, if possible, it is best not to skip the class just now; I can't control what love says.

The only thing you can control is to keep yourself from being affected.

It's a pity that I can't do it now... "Huh?"

With a glance, I happened to see an electric wheelchair parked in front of the easel. The person in the wheelchair was looking intently at a well-known ancient clock in the school. The paper continued to add new lines as the pen rose and fell.

It was Tao Yi'an, and beside him was a girl whom he had never seen before.

It's still a bit chilly today, but the wind isn't too strong, so it's still suitable for outdoor sketching... I approached and caught the girl's attention first, she gave me a suspicious look, I smiled and pointed to Tao Yi'an, who was concentrating on painting , I haven't found me for a while.

"What's the matter..." Probably seeing the girl's movement, he stopped writing and found me in the rear mirror. "Xiaoning? When did you come, why didn't you call me?" He raised his eyebrows, his face beaming with joy.

"I see that you are serious about painting, so I dare not disturb you; great painter!"

He rarely showed a shy expression, "I remember you have a class this class?" Seeing how hard he was talking with his neck tilted, I immediately came to his left.

"There is class...but something unexpected happened." I smiled wryly.

He pursed his lips slightly, said "Is that so" lightly, and then pointed to the classmate standing on the other side of him, "Look at me! Even an assignment needs someone's service."

"I can't help it, it's inconvenient for you after all...Won't it disturb your progress if I stand here and look at it like this?" He glanced at the paper, isn't it halfway done?

"I'm worried that watching me hand in my homework will delay your time."

I laughed out loud, "I'm not in a hurry, if you don't mind me walking around!"

The classmate who was standing next to him suddenly seemed a little lonely, maybe because she was dissatisfied because she was left out in the cold, Tao Yi'an immediately asked her if she had handed in her homework, and then said that I am here, so I don't need to bother her anymore.

The girl stared at me for a while, said "Oh" silently, and before leaving, she told Tao Yi'an to send a message to her if there was anything, and then she left with a feeling of reluctance.

"That classmate is very attentive to you." I hinted with reservations.

He couldn't help laughing, and his right hand continued to move quickly on the paper. "It's a pity that I have no luck!" He pointed to his legs that couldn't help themselves.

"I'm not talking about your behavioral problems..."

"I know what you mean; that classmate treats me very well. As long as it is a class of the same department, she will try to sit next to me, and she will always look for me when I want to group. What kind of expectations are you looking forward to?" The pencil in Tao Yi'an's hand continued to rub marks on the paper. "However, I don't think I should make any statement...I know how many conditions I have left."

Here we go again; although he is a little annoyed at his negativity, he feels that direct rebuttals are not very effective.

"Aren't you giving full play to your strengths now? Tao Yi'an, some people always see the positive side even if their physical conditions are limited. I know you are missing a pair of normal legs, but you still have hands. Ah! I don't understand why you always feel that you are useless." I bit my lip, and the speed of the pencil tip back and forth slowed down. I bent down and deliberately approached him and said: "If I want to find a boyfriend, I will only choose always Positive people, downcast. Just look down and down...I don't like that."

His face was slightly stern, as if he was moved by my words, but the pen in his hand couldn't hold it firmly, fell on the environmental protection brick, and the pen tip broke; before he had time to bend down, I reached out to pick it up without hesitation. Just picked up a fresh one.

"Is there a blade?" I know that some art students only like pencils sharpened by hand, because Senior Monk seems to be like that.

"Yes...you want to cut it for me?" He was stunned.

"Well, you continue to paint, and I will try my best to help you cut it exactly like the original trace."

"Sorry about that."

I poked him lightly, "If you're a friend, don't be so rude, hurry up and draw! There's only half an hour left in this class."

He smiled, "Okay."

I really sharpened his pencils for him, as if it was not enough after sharpening one, I glanced at the pens in the groove, and decided to be a good man to the end!Shave them all sharp.

He glanced at me from time to time, as if I had done something that touched him; I pursed my lips and chuckled, poking him unexpectedly.

"Concentrate on drawing! My pencil sharpening shouldn't block your sight, right?"

His hands continued to move, and it was only after a while that he said in a half-smile tone: "There is a girl I admire a lot, and it's normal to be distracted." Even so, his painting speed was still very fast. quick.

"So you want me to go? It's okay." I folded the knife with a smile and returned it together with the last pencil.

Sure enough—"I will be very distressed if you leave temporarily like this." Poof!He even made that innocent expression with watery eyes towards me!too funny right?

"You are distressed, but that female classmate just now might clap her hands and applaud!" I deliberately teased him, but his cheeks were slightly red, and his handsome face was full of embarrassment. "Ha! Don't worry, I'm not so heartless. I'll accompany you to the end of get out of class and help you move your easel, okay?"

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Please, miss, hold your hand high, if you scare me a few more times, you will have a heart attack!"

"You're not so fragile!" I secretly poked him on the shoulder; he told me that he works out every day to maintain his muscle strength, and it seems to be true!Hard!

He continued to paint, and after two or three minutes of silence, I used my index finger and thumb to draw a frame and stretch it forward. "What do you think of painting like this? How can you be sure that you can always draw the scenery you want?"

"In the beginning, it was indeed a frame like yours. Some people would use a camera to assist, but after a long time, I got used to it."

He changed a pen, which happened to be the one I sharpened first; he turned it around, as if looking for a suitable angle, and continued to stack lines on the drawing paper.

"You sharpen the pen very well."

"Really? Don't flatter me." I dangled beside him with my hands behind my back.

He smiled happily, "Of course it's true!"

In the end, my feet were a little sore, so I found a nearby flowerbed as a chair.We stayed like this until the end of this class, and his sketches were nearly [-]% complete, "I'll just do some retouching on the rest. You don't have to come here again." He packed up the painting tools, and I moved the easel for him ;The easel is so light that I can even move it with one hand, but it's a bit too big. "Sorry, I have to trouble you to accompany me back to the department."

"Don't pay attention to this! Let's go." He led the way, and I followed closely like a painter's little follower.

"That's right! The magazine production and writing course we took before, at the end we need to make a detailed analysis of a certain magazine and give a report on stage; do you have any ideas?" I usually don't read magazines, even if I do, I only read women's magazines With makeup.

"Yeah! I'm going to be an audio magazine..." I get dizzy when I hear that stuff! "I'll handle the content of the report, and you will be responsible for going on stage?"

Of course it is! "But I can't possibly be ignorant of what I'm going to report?"

"Then find a chance to come to my house. We can spend an afternoon discussing it. It shouldn't take up too much time."

"Alright?" I looked at him, and his smile seemed to have received some precious gift.

The department office of the art department is some distance away from the ancient clock. As I was walking, I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach... It wasn't the kind of pain that I wanted to run to the toilet, but a feeling close to physical pain... I just thought, yes Well, it's been two weeks since the surgery, so it's time to come?But this pain...is not quite the same as usual.

I consider myself to be a lucky person by nature, with a happy family, not to mention the smooth sailing into higher education, and even my health is extremely good. I almost never get sick because of my "good friend", and even the pain is extremely painful. less experience...

Could it be because of the "removal" relationship?

In the few days after my operation, Sister Tao was very careful about my diet... But I felt that there was nothing wrong with my body, and I felt sorry for asking her to take care of me all the time, so I insisted on declining...

After finally reaching Tao Yi'an's department office, the easel that could be lifted with one hand is already a bit difficult. "Xiaoning? What's the matter, your complexion doesn't look good."

I frowned, "Stomach hurts."

He pursed his lips, thinking that he would tease me as an ordinary stomach pain, but unexpectedly he had a serious face. "Leave it alone, I'll ask my classmates to come over and help... go to the bathroom quickly."

I nodded, but I'm not very familiar with this teaching building, and it took me a while to find the bathroom. By the time I rushed into the women's bathroom, my stomach was so painful that I couldn't even walk!

I found a cubicle where I could sit, and as soon as I sat on it, the pain in my abdomen became more severe!Never had it hurt so much!Oh my god... I feel like I'm going to lose consciousness at any moment... Before I still have the strength, I took out my phone and found that there were several missed calls. It was Yiting!

'Hello!Xiaoning, where are you... I want to say sorry to you!It's because I was not careful when I spoke... Do you want to have dinner together?I'm ramen now..."

"Yiting! I... can you come and find me? I'm in pain, it hurts..."

She seemed to jump up, 'What hurts?Where are you, Xiaoning?Xiaoning! '

"In...Art...Tao Yi'an..." I struggled to squeeze out these words, lying on my lap like a puppet with a broken thread.

I just passed out.