Su Hao did not take this diary in the end.

Whether it is superstition or thought, it is just like Bian Ran thinks that he and Su Hao meet, it is Su Yan who hopes that he will help his sister untie the knot.

Su Hao also believed that when the gust of wind blows open that page of diary, it is the star that my sister hopes that she discovers this secret hidden in the diary and leaves this diary to her.

There are many pages in the diary that write such monologues. Su Hao did not use a pencil to sweep it, and handed it to Bian Ran.

She believed that it was her sister's arrangement that Bian Ran could get this diary.

The summer school is over. At this juncture of entering the adult world, Su Hao’s thoughts before he was eighteen years old were finally answered.

After the official start of school, Bian Ran no longer taught Su Hao's oil paintings and became the teacher in the class next to Su Hao.

She didn't know if this was the school's arrangement or Bian Ran deliberately retreated.

But no matter what, this arrangement made Su Hao become an idol student as he wished, and learned oil painting under the hands of the Italian-American painter Pedro who admired since childhood.

Su Hao has never been afraid of red pigments again.

*

The summer heat gradually fades away and the weather becomes cooler. The cloudy autumn in New Jersey is here, and Su Hao’s adult birthday is approaching day by day.

Throughout September, Su Hao received many express parcels from China one after another.

A while ago, she came back to life on WeChat. All the classmates and friends in China learned that she was studying in Gadriculture. I don’t know who reminded me of her 18th birthday, and they all sent gifts to her who were wandering in a foreign country.

There are all gifts, simpler ones have local specialties, more practical ones include cervical massager, noise-reducing headphones, and more funny ones have anti-hair loss products. I wish her not to be bald for art, and some DIY toys are more sincere.

There is also a little more romantic one. She ordered flowers for a month in a local flower shop and delivered a bouquet every week. Of course, this man who delivered flowers was her cousin who had become romantic after entering junior high school.

Otherwise, Su Hao would not only collect this flower hotly, but he might also have to let Xu Lie plant a strawberry to eliminate vinegar every day.

Including his family, Su Hao received nearly twenty gifts from the beginning of September to the end of September, and the dormitory was full of stuffed, and some even went to Xu Lie's apartment.

Su Hao felt that this was undoubtedly a disaster for Xu Lie.

Of course, it is not that she occupied the space in his apartment, but that these gifts have covered various fields of health, entertainment, life, and art. Xu Lie witnessed these creativity with his own eyes. What else can he give her?

The relatives and friends who sent the gifts were worried that the logistics was not on time and sent the package in advance. But of course, Xu Lie, the person around her, had to wait until her birthday, so she would inevitably fall into a passive state.

Every time you think of a creativity, you will be seized by a package falling from the sky the next day.

Although Xu Lie did not reveal anything, Su Hao once did his homework in his apartment on the weekend. He was sleepy and took a nap. He slept until midway. When he heard him avoiding her and calling someone on the balcony, he vaguely mentioned the word "birthday gift" - Su Hao probably Xu Lie might be asking for help from someone.

Later, two times, when he met Xu Lie hiding from her phone, she kept sweating for him. Thinking about whether he should share her anti-hair loss supplies with Xu Lie so that he would not be worried about her gifts and be bald.

Su Hao thought about it, or she would just pick a gift and let Xu Lie give it to her directly. Anyway, she is not the kind of girl who "everyone wants to be surprised", and the gifts will still be the result.

But after receiving so many birthday gifts in succession, Su Hao couldn't even think of what he lacked for a moment.

Until the last week of September, Pedro spoiled the content of the painting assessment in the first week of October - copying nude human paintings.

Su Hao suddenly had a bold plan in his heart.

*

In the evening of that day, Xu Lie came to pick Su Hao up and had dinner together after class.

In the past month, because the school starts for a lot of chores, studies and club activities, there are few opportunities for the two to start a party. On class days, either Xu Lie or Su Hao has something to do, so they usually have a meal at a nearby restaurant for dinner, and then they parted with their own work.

It was rare that both of them were idle this day. Su Hao had another plan that had been considered for a long time, so he proposed to go back to the apartment to start a house with Xu Lie.

Xu Lie was almost obedient to her in these matters and took her to the supermarket to buy fresh food.

After returning to the apartment, Su Hao fell into excitement.

Xu Lie had already discovered that she was ready to move in the supermarket today. At first, she thought she was excited because she was so rare. When she arrived at the apartment, she saw that she didn't even look at the ingredients and kept wandering around the room. She realized that this was not the case.

Xu Lie glanced at her while washing tomatoes in the sink: "What are you looking for?"

"How to arrange the place here, it's too straight, and the romantic elements are not bad when drawing." Su Hao said, looking at the corners of the living room.

"Do you want to draw here?" Xu Lie didn't know that he had become a fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board. He looked at this ordinary and simple apartment, "What's the best place to draw?"

"You are there." Su Hao licked his lips and walked over with his hands on his back. "I was afraid that the oil painting I had painted you before was broken and I didn't bring it here. I kept it at my uncle's house. It's a pity that my boyfriend was a model for me again?"

Xu Lie nodded: "Then accompany you to a beautiful place to paint."

Su Hao shook his head seriously: "You can't go out, you can only be here."

"Why?" Xu Lie raised his eyebrows.

Su Hao whispered to Xu Lie's ear and whispered: "Because I want to draw a naked boyfriend this time."

"..." The ripe tomatoes in Xu Lie's hand were squeezed and burst into juice.

Su Hao looked down at the poor tomato and walked his back: "Don't be nervous, it's not a shame to sacrifice yourself for art. Don't worry, I promise that my personal treasure will never be leaked. Besides, you should have been mentally prepared long ago. If you have a girlfriend who studies oil painting, you will have to face such things sooner or later."

Xu Lie looked at her sideways, as if questioning "Then why isn't it a little late?"

Su Hao told him the test questions revealed by Pedro: "Look, since it is an assessment, of course you need to prepare in advance. The teacher revealed the assessment content to us, which is to remind everyone to practice human body painting more recently. As the saying goes, one minute on the stage, ten years of hard work off the stage, so I can't hold on to it?"

“Isn’t the assessment copying?”

"Why are you so unpromoted?" Su Hao hit his shoulder, "The saying goes again, it's easy to go up the mountain and down the mountain, and it's easy to copy and sketch. I'm practicing sketching well. Are you still afraid of just copying at that time?"

Xu Lie packed up the tomato, washed his hands, turned around to look at her: "You are serious."

"Have you ever tried to say so many common sayings when I wasn't serious?" Su Haobai glanced at him, and was so hard that he couldn't be soft, and sighed, "Actually, more importantly, this Saturday happened to be my 18th birthday, 18 years old, what a milestone day. I received gifts from underage for seventeen years. Shouldn't you give me some gifts that adults can have on this day - your body, will you give me?"

Xu Lie: “…”

He saw that she really wanted a comedy gift.

Xu Lie pinched her chin: "Check you over on Friday night. Don't cry if you get too many gifts."

*

Su Hao certainly heard what this man was saying.

But how to say it, she didn't feel particularly threatening.

It’s mainly this month. Although I often pull up the curtains and do something shameless to him when I stay in his apartment on weekends, I only need to be separated by clothes.

Her boyfriend is so principled that he will never violate the place where her clothes cover her. He will force her to become Cinderella and will definitely send her back to the school dormitory before twelve o'clock.

It’s like he has a sense of mission to protect his underage girlfriend.

So Su Hao now regards his slutty words as windy, goes in and out of the left ear, and has heard of the calculation.

On Friday night, in the last few hours before adulthood, Su Hao came to Xu Lie's apartment fearlessly. After dinner, he took a shower and set up the background outside.

The sound of water in the bathroom drizzled. She slowly sprinkled a large piece of semi-wrinkled red rose petals on the dark green couch in the living room. She also placed a newly bought black cracked vase on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and inserted a bouquet of fresh red roses into it.

Everything was ready, and a click sound was heard, and the bathroom door was unscrewed.

Su Hao slowly turned around and looked out of the bathing boyfriend from above.

Xu Lie was wet all over, his dark hair hanged messily on his forehead, water dripped down his temples, and water droplets remained on his white chest. As soon as he walked, the water droplets rolled down, flowing all the way through the distinctive texture of his lower abdomen, winding into the edge of the bath towel.

Su Hao couldn't help swallowing.

In fact, she had seen his naked upper body in Nanzhong, but the shocking glance back then was absolutely incomparable to the close-range visual feast that came to him at this moment.

Su Hao pinched his nose, as if confirming whether he had a nosebleed.

Xu Lie took a white towel in one hand to wipe his hair, and in the other hand, he held the towel around his lower body. He raised his eyes and met her bright gaze, with a hint of helplessness in his expression.

Maybe because this was not a fair deal - Su Hao was dressed neatly, and even because the weather was cold, she was wearing a very tight long-sleeved shirt today.

Su Hao glanced at his outfit and compared him again, but he didn't think of the same thing: "Will you be cold? I'll turn on a hot air conditioner for you?"

"It's just a little cold." Xu Lie walked over and rubbed her hair, took a bottle of ice mineral water from the refrigerator, and tilted his head to pour half of the bottle, as if suppressing his restlessness.

Su Hao saw what he meant, walked silently to the side to prepare painting tools, sat down in the high chair in front of the easel, and directed him and said, "Go to the couch and see the scene of Rose in the Titanic in the Heart of the Ocean. You can think about the personal version."

"..." Xu Lie lay down on his side on the couch.

Su Hao looked over at first sight and saw his arm naturally resting behind his head, one leg straightened and one leg was lazily bent, and his posture was quite sexy, so he gave him a thumbs up: "Professional."

She knew that Xu Lie matched these monsters with the witchy roses.

"However," Su Hao coughed and reminded him, "That, you can do without the bath towel below..."

“…”

"Oh, don't get me wrong," Su Hao patted his chest and promised, "We artists respect models very much. Have you seen the vase in front of you? It is specifically used to block your key parts. Don't worry, I'm looking at it now, and the visual position is just right."

Xu Lie sighed, pulled off the bath towel and threw it on the ground.

Su Hao looked up and saw something shaking in front of her: "Wait a minute!" She covered her eyes and stuttered, "I... I made a mistake in my eye. I'm sorry, I've let you down."

“…”

Xu Lie endured a deep breath, reached into the vase, and asked her, "Where will it move?"

Su Hao recalled: "About seven or eight centimeters to my left."

Xu Lie moved the vase as he did.

Su Hao moved his fingers and saw it out, breathing a sigh of relief, not knowing whether he was talking to him or himself: "Okay, it's no big deal. That glance just now was just a passing cloud. I have forgotten it all."

“…”
To be continued...