Baizhou

They didn't discuss where to go anymore, they just walked quietly along the road outside the cafeteria.

There are students coming and going around, some carrying schoolbags and walking in a hurry, some are leisurely and content, enjoying the afternoon sun, some are laughing and playing with their classmates, and some are walking seriously while whispering something.

Suddenly a small girl ran out from the living area, carrying a large drawing board, looking anxious, with a smile on her lips, running through the crowd.

Sang Yang watched her run away, couldn't help smiling, her eyes showed nostalgia, she wanted to say something, turned her head to look at Bai Zhou, but saw that she was still lost in thought.

The smile disappeared, and Sang Yang frowned, feeling a rare sense of powerlessness.

What is Xiao Zhou worrying about?

She couldn't figure it out. She had recalled what happened in the past few days over and over again, but she had no clue.

Just like the moment she woke up this morning, Xiao Zhou had a huge secret, she didn't want to tell her, she would rather be bored and scared than confide a word to her.

Sang Yang didn't know what to do, and asked her if you don't like me that much, on the one hand, she was really worried about gains and losses, and on the other hand, what Xiao Zhou was most afraid of was that their relationship would go wrong. When she heard her asking this question, she was anxious , maybe just said it.

But she didn't, she would rather bring her here all the way, and show her the sentence she wrote seven years ago.

To use this to tell her that she had made up her mind so long ago that she would spend the first seven years, the second seven years, and the third year with her, never to be separated.

He is also unwilling to tell her the secret in her heart.

A group of boys with basketballs were laughing and shoving furiously. When passing by them, they almost bumped into Bai Zhou.

Sang Yang quickly pulled the ecstatic Bai Zhou behind him, the boys quickly apologized, Sang Yang nodded at them, indicating that it was okay, and the boys left smiling again.

Bai Zhou muttered dissatisfiedly: "How can you chase and fight on the road, you should walk well."

You didn't walk well either, you were in a daze.Sang Yang wanted to say this, but she held back after all, because she could imagine Xiao Zhou's guilt and embarrassment after she finished saying this.

They continued to move forward, Bai Zhou's eyes were looking forward, but his eyes gradually became empty, and she was distracted again, but she still held her tightly, with much stronger strength in her hands than usual.

Sang Yang fell into a dilemma. She was very worried about Bai Zhou, but knew that she would not tell her what was on her mind.

What exactly is going on?

Sang Yang turned his head and saw the big clock on the top floor of the library. The hour hand on the clock was gradually approaching "1" at a slow and uniform speed. It seemed that seeing this clock, Xiao Zhou began to be distracted.

What's wrong with this clock?

Sang Yang couldn't help thinking about it.

Suddenly, her hand was shaken.

"Sister, look there." Bai Zhou said happily beside her.

Sang Yang looked at her, and saw that her face was no longer in a daze, but had an excited smile on her face, and her eyes looked forward brightly.

Sang Yang couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips, followed her gaze and looked forward, seeing the small auditorium, the smile on the corners of her lips deepened.

"Let's go over and have a look." Bai Zhou pulled Sang Yang to trot forward.

The door of the small auditorium was open. There was probably some event in the afternoon, and several students were dressing up inside.

Bai Zhou poked his head at the door, looked around, then turned to Sang Yang and said, "It seems to be different from that day."

Of course it is different, the small auditorium is supposed to host various events, and the decorations are constantly changing, not to mention that the day Bai Zhoukou mentioned was more than seven years ago.

Sang Yang didn't say this, but asked, "Can I go in?"

Bai Zhou looked hesitantly at the few students inside, and one of them saw them, but he just glanced at them casually, and then continued with his work.

So Bai Zhou judged that he could go in.

She said to Sang Yang: "Yes." Pushing the door open, they walked in together.

The few students were in a hurry, one of them was doing his own work, and at the same time had to direct others, and while the others followed her instructions, they had to question what she said was wrong.

They are busy.

Bai Zhou and Sang Yang didn't make trouble for them, nor did they walk over, but sat on the bench next to them.

Bai Zhou wanted to drink milk tea, but the milk tea had already cooled down. Sang Yang didn't give it to her, but said, "Let's go buy another cup."

Bai Zhou didn't want it anymore, she wanted to sit here for a while longer: "I'm not thirsty, then let's go later."

Sang Yang didn't say anything else.

She is from the medical school next door, and she only came to this auditorium once, which was the first time she met Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou only came once.

At that time, she had just entered the freshman year, and like all students who had just entered college, she was full of curiosity and exploration about this brand-new stage.

That day, she heard that the Academy of Fine Arts was going to have a fellowship with graduate students from the medical school next door, and the fellowship would be held in the small auditorium, which would be very fun, so she came to join in the fun.

She came directly from the studio, with a smear of red paint on the hem of her white T-shirt, and slipped in through the door halfway.

The fellowship is indeed very interesting. The leading seniors put a lot of effort into decorating the auditorium and arranging the process.

This kind of event is often difficult to control, too formal and easy to embarrass, too casual and seem like a joke, everyone might forget tonight's theme after having fun.

But this time the organizers got it right.

The small games they arranged were interesting and fun, and there were some just right ambiguities. Bai Zhou was on the periphery, watching the stage, seeing them nervously protecting the game props, watching them laugh loudly, and he laughed too.

She has been obsessed with drawing since she was a child, and she only knows how to draw. Before college, she had almost no contact with anyone, let alone participated in such vivid and laughter-filled activities. She thought it was very fresh.

But when a well-meaning senior sister saw her and invited her to play together, she felt very cautious and shook her head to refuse.

She only looked from the side, and then she found Sang Yang sitting opposite her.

At that time, she didn't know her name, but she was attracted at a glance.She walked over involuntarily.

Sang Yang was wearing a beige sweater, which looked soft and comfortable. She was listening to the girl next to her. The girl was very talkative and kept talking vividly, but she just listened attentively, nodding occasionally, and occasionally shaking her head with a smile.

Bai Zhou stopped when he was four or five steps away from her. She wanted to get close to her, but she didn't dare to get too close.

She could hear her voice, and seeing her smiling side face, Bai Zhou felt his heart beating faster.

Several boys came over, but before they could say a few words, Sang Yang would shake his head apologetically, so those boys had to leave disappointed.

Although Bai Zhou is young, she also understands something.She knew why those boys came, so she was not only nervous, but also anxious.

She plucked up the courage to slowly narrow the distance between her and Sang Yang, and finally she stood beside her. During this period, Bai Zhou's heartbeat was beating loudly, and she felt that she might be deafened by her own heartbeat.

She kept thinking about the opening line in her heart, but she couldn't make it out. She had never struck up a conversation with anyone before, so she didn't know what to say in the first sentence, and she had never fallen in love with anyone at first sight, so she was nervous and excited.

Sang Yang had noticed this kid wearing a white T-shirt, sneakers, and overalls for socializing a long time ago. At first, he thought she was a teacher's child, because Bai Zhou was so small that he didn't look like a girl at all. College Students.

Her skin is very white, so white that it is so clear, her hair is also very light, it looks dark brown under the light, her hair is slightly curly, her facial features are three-dimensional, and her eyes are round. When a girl approaches her and invites her to play, she looks He was very apprehensive, and then politely refused, very well-behaved, like a high school student who was buried in his studies and rarely had contact with strangers.

Sang Yang felt that this child was very special, but that was all, and he didn't pay any more attention to her.

But by the end of the evening, the kid had somehow found his way to her.

She sat on the chair next to her, didn't hold a drink in her hand like everyone else, and there were no people playing games in the stands, let alone chatting with others, she just sat next to her and peeked carefully and covertly she.

If a boy peeked at her like this, Sang Yang would go elsewhere, but the child's eyes were cute and quiet, without the slightest aggression, she just quietly and slowly peeked at her, then quickly turned away, nervously Grab your thumb hard.

She may have something to say to her.

Sang Yang thought so, but the child was so shy that he didn't say a word to her until the friendship ended.

When the friendship ended, Bai Zhou didn't even think about what to say to Sang Yang.

She couldn't help following them at a distance of about ten meters.

The School of Medicine is next door to the Academy of Fine Arts, very close. After walking out of the school gate, you can walk to the back door of the School of Medicine in about ten minutes. Inside the back door is the living area, so students from the two schools often visit each other.

The access control is very strict at night, and there are security guards standing at the door to check the campus card.

Bai Zhou felt the urgency. She didn't know her name or her professional class. If she didn't seize the opportunity today, she might never find her again.

Bai Zhou couldn't care about anything else, she quickened her pace to catch up, but saw them stop.

Sang Yang let his classmates go in first, and stayed outside the door by himself.

Seeing their movement, Bai Zhou slowed down hesitantly. Then, she saw Sang Yang turn around and look at her with a faint smile in his eyes.

At that moment, Bai Zhou felt that his whole body became static, his heartbeat stopped, his breathing stopped, maybe even his cells stopped working.

Bai Zhou stared blankly at Sang Yang, and approached her unconsciously.

Sang Yang watched her walk in front of her, and then asked her gently: "Little friend, what are you doing with me?"

Bai Zhou didn't know how to answer for a while, she was so nervous that her throat slipped, her mind seemed to be brushed by a huge brush, and all her thoughts were brushed away, and it became empty.

In the end, she could only rely on instinct, and said seriously: "You make me very curious, and I want to know you."

The first time she saw her, she had a desire to know her, wanted to get close to her, wanted to know her likes and dislikes, wanted to participate in her joys and sorrows, she was attracted wholeheartedly, just like when she was a child, for the first time Just like touching painting, it seems that a whole new world has been opened.

It's just that the world opened up when I first came into contact with painting is called a dream, but this time the world is called love.

Sang Yang was very surprised. She looked at Bai Zhou, blinked slowly, then laughed, shook her head, and said, "Little friend, it's late, go home quickly."

Because Bai Zhou is younger than her classmates in the same class, she is often regarded as a child. She is used to it, and usually does not feel troubled, but now, she is inexplicably depressed: "I am not a child."

She looked at Sang Yang and told her seriously: "My name is Bai Zhou. I am a freshman in the oil painting department. I live in 10, Building 2, West District. My number is..."

Under Sang Yang's surprised eyes, she told her all the information about herself.

A classmate stomped on a decorative balloon and made a loud noise.

Bai Zhou was taken aback and looked towards them.

"At that time, you were very obedient, and you were willing to hide nothing from me when we met for the first time." Sang Yang recalled their first meeting, and said with some nostalgia.

Bai Zhou turned to look at her, and asked unconvinced: "Am I not being good now?"

Of course he was not good, he hid a secret that made him feel uneasy, knowing that she was so worried, but he still refused to reveal a single word.

Sang Yang thought about it, but didn't say it, because she realized it when she saw Bai Zhou. She opened her mouth, the light in her round eyes dimmed, and she lowered her head guiltily.

In fact, if Bai Zhou wasn't so abnormal, didn't feel restless, dazed, or afraid, she wouldn't want to know what she was hiding so much.

After all, she just loves her and doesn't want to control her. Of course, Xiao Zhou can have his own secrets.

In the final analysis, she was just worried about her.

Sang Yang stretched out his hand to touch her hair, it was soft and soft, which often made Sang Yang feel soft-hearted.

Bai Zhou felt more and more guilty. She didn't want to worry Sang Yang anymore. She raised her head and couldn't help but said, "It will be fine in the evening, after eight o'clock, it will be fine."