Zhao Luzheng is not without the ability to observe his expressions and expressions.

But, although you know that you should stop at the right time, you should respect other people's privacy...

But he really wanted to know why the other party didn't draw anymore?

If you don’t become a painter, you won’t even draw.

He was really surprised to know that the other party had put down his brush for a long time.

...

He pretended not to notice the other party's desire to speak but stopped.

He knew that the other party was hesitating how to say goodbye.

He asked his doubts directly.

"Why don't you draw?"

"You like painting so much."

I saw the classmate of that year again. Even though his appearance changed a little, he still suddenly remembered the other person's appearance in the class, and the eyes sparkling after being teased by the class's classmates.

So, people who like to draw like this...

"So talented again..."

The students in the class saw the great improvement in the paintings of each other in junior high school and were shocked in their hearts.

They all think that the other person is born to be a painter.

After many years of meeting again, he didn't understand.

People who think so...

Why don't you draw it?

...

"talent?"

...

Zhao Luzheng still clearly remembers the other party's expression and tone when he said these two words...

The slightly thin face was full of self-deprecating and sarcasm.

In Zhao Luzheng's memory, the other party has a gentle personality.

At that time, he... showed extremely aggressiveness.

but……

Zhao Luzheng pursed his lips.

A person with such a sharp expression was so low.

...

Zhao Luzheng's heart was a little deep.

"We... all the people in our class, as well as the teachers, think you are very talented."

Zhao Luzheng clumsyly tried to comfort the other party.

"you're good."

"real."

In his opinion, Zhou Yao was like an eggplant made from frost at this time.

No longer have the previous harshness and cowardice.

Instead, he revealed his truest emotions.

...

"……Thanks."

Zhou Yao rubbed his head hard.

"Sorry, I've lost my composure."

After all, so many years have passed, he has long accepted the status quo.

Now, isn’t it ridiculous to be so intense, angry, and unwilling to accept it?

...

"Which university are you at?"

Zhou Yao asked suddenly.

Zhao Luzheng was stunned.

Although he was puzzled, he answered honestly, "Yan Da."

“…Yan Da.”
Chapter completed!