Chapter 233： Dear, school grass 14

Zhao Muxi clenched his fists tightly and looked at Xuan Yunzhi, with tears in his eyes and his stubborn face was all unwilling and dissatisfied.

"Xuan Yunzhi, no matter what you say, I will not give you Bai Jin."

Xuan Yunzhi nodded pretentiously, with a smile instead of a smile

"I don't need you to let it."

A piece of **** is still allowed to come and go, what is there to let it go?

There was a pause as he said, Xuan Yunzhi glanced away, and inadvertently saw a familiar figure placed downstairs in the teaching building and walked into the nearby auditorium.

She raised her eyebrows, even though it was only a matter of a few seconds, it still made her eyes shine.

Originally, I wanted to have a few words with Zhao Muxi, but now, I don't think about it all.

She wants to find him.

When I thought about it, I walked towards the door of the rooftop "

"Xuan Yunzhi!"

Zhao Muxi seemed to want to say something.

Xuan Yunzhi ate the lollipop in his mouth without looking back

"Zhao Muxi, Bai Jin, you have to hug it tightly, hold it well."

What she said was very meaningful.

Then, he left on his own.

Zhao Muxi stood on the balcony, with her head down and her long straight black hair covering the emotions on her face.

The breeze was blowing, and there was a little bit of coolness.

After Xuan Yunzhi got off the roof, she ran directly to the music hall on the side, but she walked to the entrance of the music hall and found that the door was locked.

She looked left and right, and walked around to the back door, which was also locked.

Could it be that she read it wrong? ? ?

But that person just entered the music hall.

After going around for a while, I still didn't give up, and finally crawled in through the window on one side.

She grabbed a lollipop and jumped from the window.

In the auditorium, the red curtains and thick curtains were all pulled.

As a result, it is dim and there is no light coming in.

She swept around carefully, and walked forward.

Near the stage, a handsome man, wearing a white shirt, brought out handsomeness and thinness.

He was drawing something on the easel with a pencil in his hand, and his rustling voice was very focused and focused on selflessness.

Xuan Yunzhi didn't say anything. He just found a seat and sat in the back position, with one hand propped his head, his gaze circling on the man who focused on painting.

She has seen Si Yunxie a lot.

Annoyed, indifferent, and cheerful and happy.

But now such a focused, stroke-by-stroke painting still makes her feel a little fascinating.

Half an hour passed, Xuan Yunzhi was staring at him, and Si Yunxie was painting in rustle.

An hour passed, Xuan Yunzhi was still watching, and Si Yunxie was still painting.

After an hour and a half passed, Xuan Yunzhi fell asleep leaning on the chair, and someone stopped the pencil.

On the easel, the outline of a blurred human face.

The ears, nose, and mouth are not painted, just a pair of eyes.

The eyes are bright, and it looks like a starry sky mixed with scattered pieces, which is very beautiful.

He stared at what he had drawn, and his smile flashed quickly and fleetingly. At that moment, that handsome face was so breathtaking that people felt amazing.

When he was completely withdrawn from his world, he realized that he didn't know when there was an extra person in this auditorium.

What made him even more incredible was that he hadn't noticed anyone coming.

While thinking about it, Si Yunxie's gaze turned to the easel again, his bright eyes.