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Can I not look at the camera?

Cen Hanluo's eyes were fixed on Jiang Nanhui, he was reserved on the surface, but his heart was burning hot.Not long after, the heat on the earlobe disappeared, Jiang Nanhui withdrew his hand, Cen Hanluo said with a smile: "Okay, I'm pretty good at coaxing people."

"This is not coaxing." Jiang Nanhui said, "It's the truth."

"To be honest, through the previous relationship, I think I know you well enough." Cen Hanluo said, "But after you said that you would seriously pursue me, I found that you can bring me more surprises."

"Because of you, I have this transformation." Jiang Nanhui revealed his sincerity to Cen Hanluo unabashedly, "Han Luo, I have become better because of you."

Every word and deed is open and sincere, and Jiang Nanhui's current changes make Cen Hanluo feel very fulfilled.Putting the thermos bucket into his bosom, and using chopsticks to pick out egg flowers, Cen Han said: "Let's go to your house for lunch, and we'll go for a walk after we're done."

"These days are cloudy, and there will be showers from time to time, and it will clear up on the [-]th and [-]th." Jiang Nanhui said, "If you want to climb the mountain, you have to wait until after the [-]th."

"Don't climb the mountain yet." Cen Hanluo said, "I walked with you yesterday, so you can follow me today."

After changing out of clothes, he returned to Jiang Nanhui's house with the thermos bucket in his hand. Cen Hanluo hooked his index finger around the house key, and twisted the lock to open the door first.Letting go of the door, putting on his own koala slippers, Cen Hanluo stretched out his feet to straighten Jiang Nanhui's slippers with the tip of the shoe so that he could wear them.

Jiang Nanhui couldn't help laughing: "You look more like the owner of this family than me."

"It's not what it looks like." Cen Hanluo raised his chin and said, "I was originally."

According to his own plan, Jiang Nanhui went into the kitchen to make tonkotsu ramen.Cen Hanluo wanted to help him, but Jiang Nanhui refused, but he was afraid that he would be bored alone in the living room.

So I moved a small bench, and two big men over 1.8 meters stood and sat one by one, guarding the stove together.

Cen Hanluo raised his face and asked, "Since when did you cook for yourself?"

"Fourth year." Jiang Nanhui replied while making the soup, "At that time, I was always at home alone, researching information and writing papers every day, and my life was very boring. I didn't want to order takeout for three meals a day, so I searched online. I searched for recipes and tried to make it myself, only to find that I have a great talent for cooking."

Cen Hanluo smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work. In order to cook delicious food for me now, I started honing my cooking skills so early."

Jiang Nanhui didn't expect Cen Hanluo to say that, he was taken aback for a moment, and then raised the corners of his lips to answer: "Fortunately, I realized it early, if I didn't have some real skills, I would be ashamed to chase you."

The tonkotsu ramen soup base is rich and delicious, and Cen Hanluo's nose is sweating. After eating, he sighed and worried about getting fat, so he decided to stop eating at night to lose weight.Jiang Nanhui disagreed, a hungry and full meal can easily damage the body, you can eat less, after thinking about it a few times, he prepared dinner for Cen Hanluo to make a radish stew that would not make him fat.

The sky is gray, the birds are flying low, and the temperature is cooler.The two walked to the gate of the community, the cool autumn wind blew on their faces, Cen Hanluo stopped, Jiang Nanhui stood beside him, seeing that he hadn't moved, looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Nanhui asked: "Why don't you leave?"

Cen Hanluo: "Left, or right?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Nanhui didn't understand, "Don't you have anywhere you want to go?"

"Sometimes you don't have to have a purpose when you go out." Cen Hanluo said, "We can choose an unknown route to find and discover the scenery along the way."

"Left, or right? If you listen to me, I will choose the right." Cen Hanluo said, "The left side is the way we take to and from work. Today we will follow the right side of the road wherever we go. How about that?" ?”

With interesting people, an ordinary life can be very interesting, Jiang Nanhui said expectantly: "Let's go."

There are tall buildings on both sides, there are few cars and people on the road, and the clouds in the sky are thick. Cen Hanluo looked around while walking, sometimes looking far away, sometimes raising his head, his eyes could not rest for a moment.

From overcast clouds to withered vegetation, to discovering wildflowers growing in the withered grass, Cen Hanluo stepped on the curb to get closer to the wildflowers, leaning over to observe them intently.

Jiang Nanhui raised his hand to protect Cen Han's waist, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Cen Hanluo replied, "Record beautiful things with your eyes."

Jiang Nanhui asked again: "Then what is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen?"

Cen Hanluo immediately turned his head when he heard the words, stared straight at Jiang Nanhui, arched his brows with a half-smile, teasing Jiang Nanhui for a second.

Go straight ahead, and there is a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old sitting on the curb holding a drawing board and drawing in front of him.Cen Hanluo stepped back to the flat ground, the boy noticed the movement next to him, thought he was blocking the way, and looked up at Cen Hanluo apologetically.

When the eyes met, Cen Hanluo asked kindly: "Can I appreciate your work?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then handed over the drawing board: "I'm not very good at drawing, I'm still practicing."

What appeared on the drawing paper was the ordinary street in front of them, cyclists, bus stops, street lights, and shops. Cen Hanluo looked admiringly, and continued to ask: "Are you an art student?"

The boy turned the pencil and replied: "Yes, I like drawing very much, but I have no talent and I can't draw well."

Cen Hanluo said, "Can you draw portraits?"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

"I don't know that 200 yuan is much less. I would like to ask you to draw a picture for us." Cen Hanluo took out his mobile phone, "It's up to you to decide how to compose the picture. We will follow your arrangement. You can draw the front or the back if you want."

"Ah?" The boy opened his mouth in surprise and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, if you trust me, I will draw for you for free, no money required."

Cen Hanluo said: "Take out the phone to collect the money."

Seeing that Cen Hanluo insisted on insisting, the boy slowly unlocked the phone screen and clicked on the WeChat payment code: "My level is really not good, if you want to give it, just ten yuan is enough."

Two hundred yuan came into the wallet, and Cen Hanluo said: "Someone likes your painting, and your painting is valuable in his eyes. If someone doesn't like it, no matter how good the painting is, it won't impress him."

"I like your paintings very much, draw boldly, don't be burdened." Cen Hanluo said, "Now we are your models, where do you think we should stand?"

After reaping the first pot of gold in his life, the boy remembered Cen Hanluo's words, turned on the camera, raised his mobile phone and said, "You all walk towards me from a distance of 30 meters, and you should be in a natural state. I will take a few pictures photo."

Cen Hanluo asked Jiang Nanhui: "Would you like to try?"

Jiang Nanhui nodded, and helped Cen Hanluo adjust his clothes and hair, like a manager taking care of his own star: "Let's go first and see the effect."

After walking back for nearly 20 meters, Cen Hanluo reminded: "The expression should be relaxed, and the movements should not appear too rigid."

"When I'm working, I always take pictures of others." Jiang Nanhui said, "It's the first time someone takes pictures of me, and my expression will definitely be a bit unnatural."

Cen Hanluo squeezed the servants with his shoulders, and comforted him: "Let's go."

"Han Luo." Jiang Nanhui called him and said, "Can I not look at the camera? I want to look at you."

The plain tone made Cen Han's heart flutter, and he wanted to ask: "Why?"

Jiang Nanhui said: "There is no particular reason, but I hope that in that painting, I have been looking at you."

The branches sway with the wind, and the rustling of the leaves is like a lover whispering.Looking at Cen Hanluo, Jiang Nanhui thought of his 16 years old.

I've had the best luck ever, met you when I was 16, lucky for the rest of my life.

Can't help but raise his hand, Jiang Nanhui gently embraced Cen Hanluo's shoulder, the boy took pictures continuously, and then screened the photos suitable for painting in the album.

Cen Hanluo stepped forward, bent down and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Well, the feeling between you is very good." After choosing one of them, the boy raised his eyes and said, "Send you the photo I took too."

"Okay." Cen Hanluo added the boy's WeChat, and after receiving the photo, asked, "But why do you want to send it to me?"

The boy put his mobile phone on the drawing board, held a pencil, thought for a few seconds, and replied: "I don't know how to describe the mood when taking pictures, I just think, if it were me, I would want to save these photos forever. Save this moment."

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