Demolition CP, I am a professional (wearing books)

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"It's not Fu Zhi's little pervert, I don't know what's wrong with her, she actually...is interested in me?! Huh." Thinking of Fu Zhi's possessive eyes when he looked at her, He Qing I felt uncomfortable all over, and goosebumps appeared on my arms.

"Fu Zhi..." Ye Ruan muttered in his mouth, with a confused expression on his face.Didn't Fu Zhi love Cheng Zizhuo deeply?In the previous life, he targeted her so much in order to grab Cheng Zizhuo, but now he actually fell in love with He Qing?Obviously in the previous life, the relationship between Fu Zhi and He Qing had always been cold.

But compared to this matter, she cares more about...

"He Qing, do you... hate homosexuality?" The moment Ye Ruan asked this sentence, Ye Ruan already regretted it, but there was no chance to swallow it back.She could only wait for He Qing's answer.

She pinched the corner of the drawing paper with her hand little by little, and she didn't even notice that the corner of the drawing was torn.

"I absolutely don't accept that stuff, I'm a straight girl!" He Qing raised her voice with a face of resistance.Saying this actually brings a little emotion into it.

It's not that she hates homosexuality, she doesn't care about others at all, but she has a problem with sex with her.

"Boom"

There was a muffled sound, the sound of the heart suddenly falling to the bottom of the valley, and it was unknown whether it was relief or loss, Ye Ruan only felt that she had lost all consciousness and could not feel anything.

It seems that the prisoner who was directly sentenced to death before he had time to plead, only felt full of distortion at that moment, but then, hesitation and inexplicable despair flooded into his heart.

The hand holding the drawing paper loosened weakly.

She really...is crazy.

...

Although she knew that even if He Qing was no longer the eldest daughter of the He family, she would not be short of money, but Ye Ruan subconsciously thought about He Qing, the house Ye Xiuran rented was still too dilapidated.

The West Street is not peaceful. Although they didn't encounter any bad guys to find fault (death), the environment looked unhappy.

He Qing didn't say anything, but Ye Ruan was secretly looking for a suitable house with a good environment to rent, and with the income from live broadcasting, she was not afraid of not having enough rent.Once you find a house, you can move there directly.

Ye Ruan now finishes the painting training class every morning, comes back to consolidate the basic painting skills at home, then brushes up the questions, looks for a house, and does a live broadcast at night.Had a super fulfilling day.

On the other hand, He Qing has already lived the life of an elderly person ahead of time, drinking tea every day, playing chess, and doing nothing at home.Ah, enjoy.

And the painting that Ye Ruan sent by mail also echoed.

While thanking Ye Ruan, the mother of the autistic child also invited Ye Ruan to hold an art exhibition at the Little Sun Rehabilitation Center. Little Sun would cover all the expenses and pay her a certain amount.

Little Sun Rehabilitation Center is full of autistic patients, big and small.Zaizai was also one of them. When she received the painting sent by Ye Ruan, Li's mother was surprised to find that her youngest son actually smiled, and he smiled very happily.

In the painting, it is in a gutter, full of filth, but right here, there is a sunflower growing tenaciously facing the sun.

In the eyes of adults, this painting seems a bit nondescript. How could sunflowers grow in gutters? If it is a freehand painting, it is for children, and children cannot understand it.

Li's mother was a little confused, and really couldn't see the magic power of this painting to make the autistic child speak.Li Ming was very confident. He carefully unfolded the painting for Zaizai to see, but after one glance, Zaizai immediately hugged the painting and refused to let go. He liked it very much.

"Warm...nuan..." Zaizai squeaked, Mother Li looked at her son in surprise, and cautiously said, "Zaizai, what are you talking about, can you speak louder?"

"Light, so warm, so warm."

He saw the light, it was so warm, it was so warm when it shone on his body.

Li's mother quickly contacted the dean of Little Sun, and wanted to ask her to show the painting to the children in the rehabilitation center, but the result was unexpected.The children who have seen it say it is very warm and comfortable, and even the most autistic child can't help showing a smile when he sees the painting.

This phenomenon made the dean very excited, and it was her idea to invite Ye Ruan to hold the art exhibition.

"Open an art exhibition? Yes, so that your paintings can be seen by more people." He Qing agreed very much.

After thinking for a while, Ye Ruan agreed, and it was her wish to help the children.

The art exhibition is scheduled for Sunday this week. Ye Ruan has a lot of drawings, and you can put any of them on display, but Ye Ruan didn't plan to do this. She redraws all the paintings on display. Not too big.

On Sunday, Ye Ruan and He Qing came to the Little Sun Rehabilitation Center together. As soon as they entered, they felt the difference. The children here looked no different from normal children.

But they are too obedient, very quiet, even so quiet that they are a little sluggish.

He Qing went up to say hello to a child, but he didn't respond. He just kept picking at his nails with great force. After a while, the nails were oozing blood, and a volunteer immediately stepped forward and gently Gently push away the child's hand.

"Xiaoyang, didn't my sister tell you? You can't do this, your hands will be hurt."

The child who was replaced by Xiaoyang just stared blankly at the ground at the tip of his toes, neither reacted nor lost his temper, like a lifeless puppet.