always looking at you

The day of the rematch of the painting competition was the quarterfinals of the Kise IH League.Haichang is facing Tonghuang, and I heard that the opponent's trump card is Huang Lai's junior high school teammate.Of course I didn't go, but went to the painting competition rematch.

In the semi-finals, I got my wish and met Kitagawa Suzuji. He was a fair-complexioned black-haired boy with a cold face from a distance, almost expressionless.It's hard to imagine that such an indifferent young man is actually the master of such a painting.

Just sigh, people can't judge by their appearance.

The competition is in the form of a group of two, drawing portraits for each other. No one expected this simple competition method. After all, portrait painting is the most basic painting technique. Basically, every painting department has it. It is the most elementary training method. .Compared with other painting forms, it is the simplest painting technique.

It is estimated that the competition is to test the basic drawing skills of the contestants. I thought to myself, after all, the selection of pictures in the preliminaries is too random.What I didn't expect was that by such a coincidence, my partner turned out to be Kitagawa Suzuji.

"Long time no see, Ehara." I was even more taken aback by what the other party said immediately.

I blurted out in amazement: "You know me?" I glanced at Kitagawa Suzuji's face again, and found that it looked familiar, but... I have never heard of this name...

"I'm from Bingyang Middle School, Bei Chuanliang from the same department as you." Bingyang Middle School is a middle school in our country.And Beichuan... Liang?It seems that there was such a person in the ministry before, but it seems that he has withdrawn from the ministry?Moreover, he was far less brilliant than he is now... right?

"Let's talk about the past later." Seeing that everyone was almost seated, Bei Chuan said: "Then, please give me your advice."

"Please give me your advice, too." I hurriedly returned the salute, and quickly took my seat.It's been a long time since I've drawn portraits other than Kise, so I'm a little nervous.Fortunately, during the competition, I drew smoothly, like I have drawn countless times.

When I was submitting the manuscript, I took a look at Beichuan's painting, and was taken aback.It is indeed my face in the picture, but is that kind of quiet and mellow temperament really something I can have?Through the shadows and the look on my face, Shengsheng turned me into a beauty.For a moment I was even very dazed.

The competition lasted for a whole day, the drawings were handed in in the morning, the judgment results were given in the afternoon, and lunch was provided for the competition at noon.

After the results came out, both Beichuan and I entered the subsequent competitions.And Beichuan's painting won the first place again. The judges described his painting with meticulous observation, perfect expression capture, excellent shadow processing and line composition.My painting ranked around tenth, and it was evaluated that the details were not handled properly.

I'm quite ashamed of this, and to be honest, I always feel that Beichuan is beautifying me.The judges only looked at the painting but did not look at me, so they would agree.

"Shall we have dinner together? Ehara." Just as I was relieved that I had entered the semi-finals, Beichuan's voice suddenly came from behind me.

"...Okay." I nodded.I am not very familiar with him in the middle ages of my country. If you want to talk to me about the past, I think I will let him down.

Beichuan took me to a barbecue restaurant.When I entered the store, I was still a little confused. Beichuan didn't seem to be the type who would choose barbecue.His appearance is cold and unsmiling, which doesn't match the atmosphere of the barbecue restaurant.

Seeing my expression was a bit strange, Bei Chuan explained to me after he sat down: "When I was in junior high school, the Ministry came here to eat, have you forgotten?"

"Ah..." After he said that, I had some impression.In this way, the decoration of the store has not changed much.

"It's here..." I sighed with nostalgia, "I didn't expect you to remember it." I still remember it so clearly.

"Yes." Bei Chuan nodded: "I remember everything. The matter of Ehara is also the same. I have never forgotten it."

Hearing this, I was suddenly a little embarrassed.Although I knew that Bei Chuan had no other intentions, I still felt a little strange when he said it so solemnly.

Maybe it's just that Mr. Beichuan's face looks too serious, I don't think like him.

However, what Bei Chuan said afterwards forced me to do what he thought.He said, "Ehara, I've liked you since middle school."

Bei Chuan's words came very suddenly, and the content was also very sudden, which made my hands tremble in fright, and the meat caught on the chopsticks fell onto the barbecue grill with a "pop".Fortunately, Beichuan quickly picked up the plate at hand to cover his face, otherwise he might be disfigured by me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! I didn't do it on purpose!!" I hurriedly apologized to Beichuan, but the other party didn't respond, just stood up, walked to me and took out a tissue to wipe my hands for me.Only then did I realize that my hands were also splashed with oil, and I was so frightened that I didn't notice it at all. Only then did I realize that my hands were hot.

"Does it hurt?" Bei Chuan frowned and stood in front of me. After carefully looking at my hands, he looked up at me.

I froze and shook my head.But Beichuan took out a wet tissue and carefully covered the spot where the oil was splashed on me. "If it hurts, go and wash it with cold water."

Embarrassingly, I looked away from Bei Chuan, faltering: "I, I'm fine."

"Ehara, don't be nervous. I'm not asking for your answer right now, I'm just telling you how I feel." Compared to me, who was full of soldiers and flustered, Beichuan's expression was calm.But his gaze revealed his sincerity, it was no longer as cold as it was at the beginning, and his pupils were slightly constricted.I didn't dare to meet his eyes anymore, and looked down, only to see his clenched hands on the table...

Can anyone tell me what to do in this situation.However, Beichuan was also very nervous and just pretended to be calm, which eased my fear a little.

But soon, I was even more embarrassed.

"I fell in love with painting because of Ehara." Bei Chuan suddenly began to confide in his mental journey, and it was only when I saw the sweat on his forehead that I realized it.It seems that Beichuan seems to have a habit of chattering when he encounters tense things. At this time, he is talking non-stop: "At that time, I was just dawdling in choosing the painting department until Ehara reprimanded me. If it wasn't true If you like to draw, don't come here. This is too insulting to us who are serious about drawing."

……etc!Is this really what I did?Why did I say such unreasonable things to others? !so ashamed...

"At that time, I thought Ehara was a special girl."

……Help!This is definitely something I did in my second year of high school.At that time, I was more withdrawn than I am now, and I always felt that I was special, so when I saw Beichuan like this, I said such words condescendingly.

"From then on, I started to try to paint seriously, and I firmly believe that as long as I paint, I will definitely meet you Ehara again."

Beichuan, you... don't you have an M physique...

etc! "You mean you only started drawing in the second grade of middle school?"

Bei Chuan, who was interrupted by me, was startled and nodded slightly.

I suddenly had an urge to spray him.I started learning to draw in the third grade of elementary school, and I lost to the guy who started to draw in the second year of junior high school, and this guy told me today that everything was thanks to me waking him up... There is nothing more cruel than this in the world something about...

This is a living genius, I finally saw it today...

Watching the genius in front of me put the meat into my bowl, thinking that the genius in front of me just confessed his love to me...

"I've been watching Ehara since I was in junior high school. It's great to meet again today."

It's over, I really want to run away... so scary...

Just as I was thinking about quitting, my mobile phone in my pocket suddenly rang.I quickly took out my phone, it was an email.

[I lost the game, Ehara-chan.Can I see you tonight? —— FROM Kise Ryota]

Kise?How did he have my email number?but……

Thinking of Kise's face when he lost last time, and his face when he firmly said "I will never lose" in front of me...my heart trembled violently.

I held the phone tightly in my hand, quickly typed a few words and went back to the past.

【Where are you. ——FROM Eharana】

Soon Kise's email came back, which made me suspect that he had been waiting for my email.

[The basketball court under Ehara-chan's house. —— FROM Kise Ryota]

I closed the phone cover, raised my face and looked back at Beichuan firmly, and interrupted him: "Sorry, Beichuan. I have to go. Now I have someone to meet." Yes, I can't Accepting Beichuan, I can't be moved by Beichuan, I just want to escape, it's just because I already have someone I like.Now, the person I like needs me, so even if it will hurt Beichuan in front of me, I must go to Kise's side.

It turned out that before I knew it, I already liked him so much.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo.I'm so touched that someone still left me a message... woo woo woo... I thought no one would read this post at all... QAQ. .Cried……