naked gl

three

Fang Qingwu didn't have a mobile phone, which caught Chen Jiao by surprise.Nowadays, children grow up holding mobile phones. Fang Qingwu is a sophomore in high school, but he doesn't even have a mobile phone of his own.

Chen Jiao lowered her head and thought for half a minute, then raised her head and said goodbye to her with a smile.

Fang Qingwu's backpack was huge against her narrow shoulders, Chen Jiao didn't take a few steps, she turned her head to look at her back.

The setting sun elongated her shadow, and her black hair seemed to be shiny and dancing.Chen Jiao seemed to be able to see what she would look like in a few years, and she must have grown into a slim beauty.

Chen Jiao turned her head and walked forward step by step.Although there was a bitter taste between her lips and teeth, she still decided to let this man go first.

When the street lights came on, Chen Jiao plunged into her own life.

When I get home late at night or early in the morning, when I sink into bed and close my eyes, there will be a faintly handsome figure floating up, under the warm yellow light, the memory becomes peaceful.

She was very confident in her memory, she thought that Fang Qingwu would stay in her mind for a short two days like those passers-by, and then fade into a hazy shadow.

So a week later, when Chen Jiao found that the memory about her was still like a hard stone stuck in her head, without being corroded at all, she was a little anxious.The more anxious you are, the more you think about it, and the deeper you think about it.

For half a month, this feeling has not diminished but increased.Chen Jiao was a little irritable, sitting in front of the makeup mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, she always felt that there was something strange about her.

"Chen Jiao, I have something on my mind recently"

"What's wrong"

"The guest said...well, that you didn't cooperate before."

Chen Jiao took a deep breath, turned her face away and did not answer.Straightening her body and taking a step, she walked into the feasting and feasting alone, with a lot of voices, and the flickering lights reflected in her eyes.

She does have something on her mind, she knows it.

The studio called again, saying that she wanted to make up a class, and Chen Jiao hardly hesitated when she agreed.

At this time, she was relieved, and she realized that she might have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Chen Jiao arrived at the studio long in advance. While the sun was still warm, she leaned quietly on the sofa, her eyes fell on the door of the classroom. There were beautiful reliefs and mottled light spots on the white door.

Her mind drifted a little far away, sometimes at the door of the studio, sometimes in the alley leading to the classroom, and sometimes at the nearby bus stop.How Fang Qingwu would come here, what color clothes he would wear, whether he would still be wearing those boots with cute white pompoms on them, all kinds of boring guesses swirled in his head.

The students rushed to the studio one after another, and occasionally one or two would greet her with a little titter of unknown meaning.Although they had smiles on their faces, Chen Jiao knew in her heart that none of the people who smiled at her thought highly of her.

The teacher in the studio was cleaning the blackboard, and a little dust floating in the sunlight, with a faint golden color, got into his nose one after another.

Faces flashed by in front of my eyes, but there was no child.Chen Jiao changed her posture, frowning and waiting patiently.

The alarm clock in the classroom rang suddenly, and the teacher announced the start of class.Chen Jiao was a little surprised.She stood up abruptly, and looked around at the students in the classroom over and over again, all of them were unfamiliar faces, Fang Qingwu was not among them.

Like last time, the teacher drew the curtains, blocking out the light and creating a claustrophobic space in the classroom.In the dimness, Chen Jiao saw dozens of eyes looking at her in unison, and there was a twinkle in their eyes.

Chen Jiao unbuttoned her clothes, and this time she was forced into a rather difficult position: facing the students sideways, kneeling on the sofa, with both hands on the neck, as if fiddling with her long hair.Because of her posture, she had to straighten herself up, the straightness of her chest was particularly obvious, and her feminine lines were undoubtedly revealed.

Chen Jiao ignored the hands that rubbed against her body intentionally or unintentionally, and she didn't care about her own nakedness.There was just a little doubt in her eyes, she asked softly: "Where is Fang Qingwu, is she not here?"

The teacher was slightly taken aback: "She, I don't know what's going on. She hasn't come for a few days. Maybe the winter vacation is coming to an end. Her tuition fee is about to expire, and the studio is recruiting students for the new semester recently. I can't contact her, so I can't contact her." I don't know her intentions."

Chen Jiao became absent-minded.Her eyes can't help sliding towards the direction of the students.The place that originally belonged to Fang Qingwu was vacated, and there were two brushes and a sketchbook in the place where the painting tools were placed under the easel.The two pens are of different thicknesses, and the solidified paint remains on the pens.

After about 10 minutes, Chen Jiao's arms began to ache, and her body was deprived of warmth. The cold air wrapped around her body. Even if the windows were closed, she always felt the cold wind blowing through her pores.

The teacher who was standing among the students suddenly took out a camera and pressed the shutter on Chen Jiao without warning, which made her startled.

"We need to save some learning materials for this class." The teacher said, "Give students a reference for drawing, don't worry, it won't be passed on."

Looking at the teacher holding up the camera inscrutably, Fang Qing's empty seat, and the room full of people staring at her, Chen Jiao suddenly felt angry.

Feeling like... cheated.

I came here excitedly, but I didn't see anyone I wanted to see.Chen Jiao held back her anger, stretched her long legs off the sofa, picked up her clothes and put them on.

When leaving, Chen Jiao turned her head to look at the empty seat, the light reflected brightly, a cool white light.

Chen Jiao's heart also seemed to suddenly become empty.She thought of the jacket and water cup that Fang Qingwu gave her, warming from the skin to the bones, and then from the bones to the temperature of the heart.

Is it... Never see her again