Chapter 265： My dear, school grass 46

Uh, when she was thinking about it, she took out the phone and called the first word Abai in the contact.

The beep was picked up just after it rang twice.

"Hey"

A nice voice came from the other side.

Xuan Yunzhi swayed forward aimlessly,

"Abai, where are you?"

While speaking, the smile was already filled, and the eyebrows were crooked with intimacy.

"In the auditorium."

"I will look for you."

"kindness"

The person on the other end of the phone responded seriously.

After asking what he wanted to ask, Xuan Yunzhi hung up.

On the second day of her birthday party, she was afraid that she would not be able to find him, so she asked him for her mobile phone number.

The name of the deposit account, Abai.

She called it more and more smoothly, but looking at Si Yunxie's appearance, she didn't reject this title at all.

When thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards the music auditorium.

In the auditorium,

The curtains were still drawn and airtight, dim as before.

In the corner of the auditorium, Si Yunxie was sitting in front of the drawing board. Since Xuan Yunzhi's phone came in, the paintbrush in his hand has not been moved.

From time to time, he glanced over the window at the entrance of the auditorium.

After all, there is no way to calm down.

I don’t know how long there was a sound from the door and window. A woman in a school uniform with a small suit and pleated skirt jumped in from the window with ease, and then watched the woman’s vision projected over, smiling like a flower, with small steps. Running in his direction

"Abai"

Well, he likes this title.

Because she would only call herself that way, and only she would call herself this name.

So, I like it very much.

Xuan Yunzhi leaned over, with a lollipop in her mouth. She bent over and leaned her head towards the painting. She stared at the painting carefully for a long time.

"Abai, what does this painting mean?"

She doesn't know how to draw, so instead of studying it here, she might as well ask her about this one.

"you"

She was sitting on a box with a lollipop in her mouth, nodding

"Oh"

After responding, he was taken aback for a while.

kindness?

Xuan Yunzhi blinked, stunned.

Although she doesn't know how to paint, she can still tell if a person is a ghost.

She gritted her teeth like a smile

"Abai means that in your eyes I am the tuft you painted?"

Si Yunxie raised his head to look at her, handsome and stunning, because he was completely exposed to the air without the cover of a peaked cap.

very serious,

"kindness"

His serious look made her, who was originally focused on painting, moved to him in a flash.

Staring at his face unscrupulously.

Tsk tusk, this is simply the most perfect work of God.

Perfect to the slightest error.

Fortunately, the light in this room was dim, Si Yunxie pursed his lips, and noticed her gaze, his back was a little stiff.

The color he just painted is very bright, a swirl of red and black.

Perhaps the artist's mind is beyond her comprehension.

So after seeing Si Yunxie nodding at her seriously, when she looked at the painting again, she wondered if she looked a little like this tuft? ?

It was getting dark quickly, as if time passed in a hurry.

Two people sit in the music hall for an afternoon.

When they walked out of the school gate, the sky was dim and all the students in the school were gone.

"Master, Miss Xuan."

At the school gate, Tang Yi's kind voice sounded.

He wore a neat suit, brushed meticulously with his hair, and was restrained.