Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Yuzhou is a first-tier metropolis.

The subway shuttles continuously beneath the ground, supplying vitality to this huge city like blood.

When Ye Kong was not in class or drawing, he would occasionally take these crowded vehicles and wander around the city aimlessly.

Wherever you get off the bus, try the milk tea and street stalls there. When you get tired, just find a stool or flower bed to sit down, drink milk tea while watching the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going on the street.

Generally speaking, painters would go to the streets to collect inspiration, but Ye Kong knew that she was not doing this for the purpose. When it came to painting, she never lacked inspiration. It would be better to say that she always had too much inspiration, which often gave her a headache and drove her crazy.

If we have to find a reason, this meaningless behavior is probably because she instinctively wants to establish more connections with the world.

If she walked more different roads, saw more crowded and noisy crowds, and different buildings built by human power - would she have understood the world a little better?

Even though most of the time she felt like a gray ghost that didn't fit in with the vibrant painting, she still enjoyed this behavior.

But today, she didn't have much time to clear her mind.

She grabbed an empty seat, ignored the accusatory glare of a curly-haired middle-aged woman, and quietly fell into her own memories.

Recalling what?

Of course, it’s the memory of that kiss.

She didn't lie to Wen Can, she really liked the feeling of kissing him.

She enjoyed both the softness and the temperature.

She had never thought that kissing could be such a comfortable thing - before this, she always thought that other people's saliva was dirty and kissing was a weird and disgusting thing.

It was not until she kissed Wen Can in the flower box last time that her thoughts did a 180-degree turn.

The girl sat in her seat with a serious look on her face, rubbing her mouth with an expression as if she was thinking about something important - it still hurt a little, and it was a little more swollen than usual.

But this did not stop her from thinking about how to kiss a few times every day.

There was an old man playing games nearby. He bent down unconsciously, with his legs spread wide apart, touching Ye Kong's legs.

Having her thoughts interrupted, the girl looked to the side expressionlessly, reached into her trouser pocket, grabbed the pocket pen she carried with her, turned the tip of the pen, and stabbed it into the leg that was close to her.

"Ow!"

The uncle jumped up like a fish, turned his head and glared at Ye Kong: "What are you doing?!"

The roar attracted the attention of the entire carriage.

The girl raised her head silently, her beautiful black eyes staring at him quietly, and said in a cold tone: "What's wrong?"

"You stabbed me with something!"

Ye Kong tilted his head: "What can I have to prick you?"

For some reason, this statement caused many people to laugh.

The old lady who had been glaring at Ye Kong before couldn't help but speak up: "That's right, what could a little girl have to prick you? And I saw it all, it was obviously you who spread your legs too wide, taking up two seats! You squeezed into other people's seats, and you still have the nerve to complain first!"

An old lady took the lead in speaking out, and then other people followed suit to persuade him to let it go, saying that he was just hallucinating.

The uncle was busy playing the game that he hadn't finished yet. Seeing that the situation was not favorable to him, he pointed at Ye Kong's nose, gritted his teeth and left to another carriage.

The old lady immediately grabbed the seat next to Ye Kong at lightning speed, and then asked her in a low voice: "What did you use to stab him? It's not something dangerous, right?"

Ye Kong: ...

She silently took her hand out of her pocket, holding a palm-sized paintbrush, and rubbed off the cap, revealing the sharpened tip.

The old lady chuckled and said, "The little girl is young, but she has a very bad heart."

Ye Kong didn't like the aunt who was so familiar and had glared at her, so he put the pen back in his pocket and began to meditate silently again.

Just when I was about to savor those two kisses again, my thoughts were suddenly distracted by what the aunt said.

That's right...she does have a bad heart.

She has always been aware that she is a person with very weak moral values.

Do things not based on evidence or reason, but only based on preference and mood.

She also doesn't know what love is...she doesn't know what it feels like to like someone.

Therefore, even though she always felt that Wen Can should like her very much, she still couldn't make a judgment. After Wen Can denied it himself, she became even more confused.

But it doesn't matter, they are already in love anyway.

For someone like her who can only judge other people's feelings by their behavior, it is enough as long as the expression satisfies her... As for whether they are in love with her in their heart - she doesn't force it.

After all, she herself is a person who finds it difficult to be sincere.

but……

Ye Kong folded his arms and leaned against the cold chair, recalling Wen Can's expression in the dim light.

She herself doesn't know if she can be sincere to him...but why does Wen Can seem like he doesn't want her sincerity at all?

But if that was the case, why did he agree to her request for a relationship? And he even offered to just play around...

“Just for fun…”

The girl pondered the word for a while, somewhat absent-mindedly.

When Hua He was facing Yuan Ye, who had just recovered his memory, she saw Wen Can in a wheelchair outside the door out of the corner of her eye.

But she didn't care at the time - but looking back now, her words were probably too cold and even cruel.

Even though she is not good at emotions, she knows that it is not worth it to like such a person.

But Wen Can agreed to date her.

He also said he wanted to play with her...

The girl stroked her soft red lips, her dark eyes thoughtful: "Does he... want me to play with him?"

She murmured, "Why does it feel like a sacrifice..."

She tilted her head: "Am I being too self-indulgent?"

……

The girl's strange manner of talking to herself made the middle-aged woman who wanted to talk to her squeeze aside.

Noticing the movement, Ye Kong glanced sideways, his cold eyes swept over, and for some reason the old lady immediately stopped moving, even her breathing slowed down.

Ye Kong then withdrew his gaze and continued to stare blankly.

·

We arrived at Yushan University very late.

I walked all the way back to the coffee shop under the street lights, and as soon as I opened the door, I was startled by the aroma of coffee that filled the room and paused.

The coffee shop, which had been deserted since its opening and had been maintained by her own money, was now full of customers.

The familiar waiter just returned to the bar with an empty plate. Ye Kong walked in and knocked on the bar: "What's going on? Why are there so many people?"

When the clerk saw her, he was immediately surprised and said, "You're back? Our store is booming now!"

"I see. Why?"

"During the few days since you left, people started coming to drink coffee one after another. As soon as they entered the store, they saw the murals on the wall..."