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"what."

This was the first time Kang Yaochen saw him outside the corridor.

School was already over, but Kang Yaochen would go to the studio at this time because he still had something to do.

"Kang... Yaochen?"

He hesitated to call Kang Yaochen's name, with a timid look, as if he was worried that Kang Yaochen would not remember him.

Kang Yaochen smiled and said, "Xuesong, what, you're only going home now?"

Generally speaking, people who have only met twice are not ashamed to call other people's names directly, but Kang Yaochen thinks his name is very nice, and names are for calling, so he did so.

Fortunately, he didn't look annoying, otherwise Kang Yaochen really didn't know how to end it.

"I went to the library to read some books. What about you?"

"I'm going to the studio to get some things, and I'm going home after I finish." After thinking for a while, Kang Yaochen suddenly asked, "Do you want to come to the studio to have a look?"

In the past, Kang Yaochen didn’t know how to paint in school, because he already had a studio and study room at home, but since he won the painting competition last time, the teacher of the painting club asked him to go to the studio if he had nothing to do. Want to cultivate his thoughts.Kang Yaochen felt that there was nothing wrong with drawing at school, so he often ran to the studio.

Probably Luo Xuesong did not expect that Kang Yaochen would invite him, and the slightly open mouth made Kang Yaochen feel a little amusing, so he said again: "Aren't you coming?"

After confirming that Kang Yaochen was really inviting him, Luo Xuesong smiled and said, "I'm going."

"Come on then."

The studio is in the same building as the library, because there are no classrooms in this building, it is an old building, and it has been a long time since school is over, so the building seems very quiet, only the footsteps of two boys.

After opening the door with the key, Kang Yaochen walked directly inside, and of course he did not forget to greet Luo Xuesong who came for the first time.

"Just put the schoolbag on the chair, and you can look at it as you like."

Seeing Luo Xuesong wandering around the studio, Kang Yaochen turned around and looked for his sketchbook in the cabinet on the side of the studio.

It may be that Kang Yaochen is not used to the environment of people coming and going in the studio, so although he can paint here, most of them are sketches and sketches. This sketchbook is done.After too much, it would be troublesome to take it home frequently, so Kang Yaochen simply put the sketchbook here, but occasionally he would come to the studio to "recycle" like this, and today, it happened to be the day of "recycling".

He found three sketchbooks with his name written on them from the cabinet. Kang Yaochen frowned, looking helplessly at these three heavy sketchbooks.

Hey, I have drawn too much these past few weeks.

Putting the sketchbook into the school bag casually, looking back, Luo Xuesong turned into the appearance Kang Yaochen often saw again, with his mouth slightly open, his eyes fixed on one spot, and his outstretched fingers lightly touched the paper stained with dye .

"cedar?"

Luo Xuesong seemed to be frightened, and his body shook so much that the naked eye could clearly distinguish it.

"Huh? What?"

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Kang Yaochen walked over to him while apologizing.

"What are you looking at?"

Following Kang Yaochen's line of sight, Luo Xuesong seemed to realize that his hand was touching the unfinished painting all the time, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, it's just that the painting is so beautiful, I can't help it..."

"It's okay, it's not a big painting, it doesn't matter if someone touches it twice."

Waving his hand indifferently, Kang Yaochen gently comforted Luo Xuesong.

"Why, do you like this painting?"

"Ah? Hmm." When asked about the painting, Luo Xuesong had a gentle feeling on his face again, and he said with a flat smile, "The colors are so beautiful, as if they are burning."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"Oh."

"..."

"..."

"This painting, is it you who drew it?"

"I can tell?"

"Because," Luo Xuesong unconsciously reached out to touch the painting again, and said in a whispering voice, "the way of burning is the same as that painting you have in the corridor."

Kang Yaochen didn't stop Luo Xuesong's movements, he just looked at Luo Xuesong's face and observed his expression carefully.

"...Xue Song, do you want to paint together?"