Inhabit you as a forest

After eating the apples, the thoughts of fleeing were captured and brought to justice.

Sheng Qi's hand didn't dare to move since he took it, his palm was sweating from the warmth, and he pretended to let go as if nothing had happened.

She caught a glimpse of Wen Lian quietly wiping the back of her hand on her skirt, very carefully for fear that she would find out.

Wen Lian detested her sweat.

Dislike and don't want her to know, always so kind.

Sheng Qi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he changed his sitting position, so that his calf was right next to Wen Lian's.

It was rare for Wen Lian to wear cool clothes. His skin was smooth and his body temperature was higher than hers, so it was very comfortable to wear.

"Don't forget to add me as a friend when you go back." She reminded.

"it is good."

Wen Lian didn't look at her all this time, she retracted her legs suddenly, got up and threw the apple core into the trash can, "I'll wash my hands."

Wen Lian also hated sticking to her.

After a short moment of regret, the arc of the corner of the mouth raised again.

Wen Lian is not the 17-year-old Wen Lian anymore.

That's fine too.

Across the island, Sheng Qi observed Wen Lian. She bent down and washed her hands extremely carefully.It seemed that he had not only eaten an apple, but also done something else.

Under the skirt are a pair of straight legs, which are not only eye-catching, but also tactile.

Although Wen Lian is shorter than her, she has a good figure and proportions, with a slender waist and long legs.

Still as unbearable as before.

It's just that no matter how shy she was in the past, she would never run away from her.

Today is different from the past, is it mostly shyness or resistance?

She straightened her mind and made sure that there was nothing contradictory in her conversation with Han Ruohua tonight.

Everyone loves this version. I went home to see my aunt last month, and they were very pleased to hear it.

But Wen Lian, like a little detective, said firmly, "You lied."

In her always quiet eyes, a candle was lit, and she seemed to be able to see everything, but she only lit up to the end.

Sheng Qi didn't answer her words, and she didn't say any more.

The two sides tacitly acted as if nothing happened.

Gathering his mind, Wen Lian turned off the faucet, turned around, and met Shang Sheng Qi's eyes that scrutinized her.

She stood where she was, looking back at Sheng Qi.

The moment she turned around, Sheng Qi put away all her emotions, lowered her eyebrows, her expression was as gentle as usual, and chuckled, "Go back and rest, good night."

Eviction order.

Wen Lian nodded and left. Five minutes later, a friend request came.

The profile picture on WeChat is that Fadou named Xiaoqi.

When Sheng Qi saw this dog, his thoughts went wild.

Although the dog was given by Aunt Wen Lian, she was named Xiaoqi when he sent it.Han Ruohua and Wen Lian never called her "Xiao Qi", it was just a homonym, but she always wanted to substitute it.

In addition to the depression when she first heard it, she even wondered if Wen Lian would think of her when she called Xiao Qi.

Even just once.

Sheng Qi didn't talk nonsense, and passed the picture over.

At least Wen Lian still likes her paintings.

Clicking into Wen Lian's circle of friends, you can only read the content of half a year. In the past six months, she has only posted three circles of friends.

Last month: A table of dishes cooked by Han Ruohua.

May: Xiaoqi's sleeping face.

April: Trees by the lake in the community.

During the renovation of the house, Wen Lian ran over here, and she stopped to take pictures of the lake, probably full of anticipation for the new home.

Wen Lian said thank you after receiving the picture, but Sheng Qi didn't reply.

The next morning, Sheng Qi got up early and took his drawing book to sketch by the lake.

Follow the pictures around the lake to find the angle of Wen Lian's shooting.

Xiguang, Green Forest, Bihe, Black Swan.

Floating light and shadow, fresh and lovely.

During the period, people kept passing by and stopped to comment with their companions.They thought they were quiet and polite enough, but the painter could not help but hear a few words.

The evaluations of laymen are mostly on whether the painting looks like or not. Outdoor sketching should have a good psychological quality.

Sheng Qi has never been affected, she is not a camera, she does not look like.

After finishing the last stroke, she turned sideways to look at the person who had been standing but not speaking out of the corner of her eye.

It seems that the morning jog is over, the sports style is dressed, and the hair is tied into a ponytail, which is very age-reducing.

Sheng Qi was stunned. If she wore a school uniform, this appearance would coincide with the Wen Lian in her memory.

She bent her lips and said loudly, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Wen Lian's eyes fell on her painting.

"The window paper is silent, like a blank envelope."

The first time I met, or the first time I remembered Sheng Qi's face, was in the summer near the end of the first year of high school.

The physical education class ended early, and the students separated in twos and threes, went to the canteen and supermarket to buy snacks, and wandered around the campus.

Wen Lian was one of the people who planned to go back to class and went to the classroom alone.

Passing by the door of Class [-] on the first floor, I saw a tall girl standing at the door from a distance.

It is not uncommon for a teacher to carry her to the door and make her stand in a middle school, but girls are thin-skinned, so the teacher will take care of them.No matter how naughty he is, at most let him stand in the back of the classroom.

A girl who can stand outside the class must be a famous person.

Class [-] is in Yujiang No. [-] Middle School, and the whole grade is notoriously lively.

Wen Lian was in a good mood after exercising, so he had the leisure to take a second look.But she always kept a respectful distance from such students, so she hurried past.

Because the pace was too fast, the booklet in the pocket of the school uniform jacket was shaken and fell out.

Wen Lian had no choice but to stop. Before she could bend down, the girl stepped in front of her and bent down to pick it up for her.

The necessary vocabulary for the college entrance examination is specially made into a small book, which is convenient to recite anytime and anywhere.

The girl sincerely sighed: "You love studying so much, have you started memorizing vocabulary for the college entrance examination yet?"

Only then did Wen Lian see her face clearly, which was completely different from what she had just imagined in her mind.

With willow eyebrows and almond eyes, she is so delicate that I feel pity for her.Her eyes seem to be able to talk to people, she is especially curved when she smiles, and her voice is clear and natural with a touch of charm.

Her eyes were full of admiration and admiration, and her tone was not mocking, which made Wen Lian not know how to reply to her.

What surprised Wen Lian even more was that she was chatting leisurely with herself without panicking at all.

Sure enough, the next second the teacher found out that she was flirting with someone, and shouted her name angrily in the classroom: "Sheng Qi!"

She was so frightened that she smiled, stuck out her tongue lightly, and obediently stood back by the wall.

Then he bent his eyes and waved slightly to Wen Lian, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Later, Wen Lian passed by their class again and looked into the classroom intentionally, but didn't see her again.But notice the blackboard at the back of the classroom, the style of the blackboard newspaper is different.Warm tones and comfortable composition.

It is also drawn with chalk, which is completely different from the style of other classes, and I don't know how many times it is advanced.

In that blackboard newspaper competition, class [-] won the first place. Wen Lian noticed that the publicity committee member of their class was named Sheng Qi.

Prosperous Sheng, inhabited habitat.

The two words are not common in the name, just like a girl who has a good face and is very good at drawing is driven to stand outside the classroom as punishment.

She never thought that Sheng Qi's name, Sheng Qi's face, and Sheng Qi's paintings would occupy her world in the near future.

The painting that Sheng Qi sent her last night was made into a screensaver by her. The painting style is warm and warm, like a good medicine that can heal her.

The current watercolor painting is different from that one, it tends to be more realistic.The choice was made in realism, which was not completely restored, but it was more moving than the real scene.The colors are bright and the light and shadow are natural, which cannot be compared with photos and filters.

Sheng Qi took a paintbrush in his hand and drew it stroke by stroke on the paper, which was more attractive than electronic drawings.

Sheng Qi tidied up his painting tools in an orderly manner, "The scenery here is pleasant."

"Well, my mother was interested in the environment at the beginning."

"If you like it, I can give you the painting." Sheng Qi was generous, and did not forget to say modestly: "If you don't dislike it."

She tidied up her things and walked home side by side with Wen Lian.

Wen Lian tried to help her share the burden, but Sheng Qi refused: "No, it's not heavy."

Wen Lian said frankly: "I like it, but I should pay first before accepting your painting."

This is Sheng Qi's painstaking effort and cannot be taken directly.

"It's vulgar to talk about money. I don't want money. You can pay me back in other ways." Sheng Qi turned his gaze sideways and looked at her expectantly.

Everyone is not idle on weekends, children go to interest classes, adults pick up children or go out on dates.When passing by, the makeup is exquisite, and the fragrance is blowing.

After Sheng Qi's observation, Wen Lian didn't seem to use much makeup, only painted his eyebrows, and his lipstick was a bean paste color.

The wind in the morning is refreshing, but unfortunately now that the sun is rising, the temperature of the wind is gradually starting to burn people.

Wen Lian was speechless for a moment, and turned his gaze to the other side, as if Sheng Qi would reach out and stab her in the eye.

She didn't speak for a long time, Sheng Qi finally realized that the words were ambiguous, in order to ease the atmosphere, he laughed dryly: "I mean, you can invite me to dinner."

Wen Lian adjusted her mood and returned to her: "Are you coming to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Going to meet a friend tonight. No rush, next time."

"Oh." Wen Lian wasn't sure who the friend she was talking about was Liu Chengjuan?Or someone else.

Sheng Qi chose to use the word "friend" instead, which meant that she didn't want to talk about it.

Wen Lian remembered her expression before answering the phone yesterday.

Entering the elevator, Sheng Qi recalled the scene of the encounter a few days ago, the rain and mist, the wet umbrella and people, what Wen Lian was thinking at that time.

"Wen Lian." She called out.

"Ok?"

The words in his mouth were twisted, Sheng Qi asked her with a smile: "Do you really dislike eating with me?"

Wen Lian looked at her with wide eyes in doubt, and denied it sternly: "I didn't."

This answer was expected by Sheng Qi, Wen Lian was not the kind of character who would hit others.

"Then do you like it?"

Wen Lian paused, stopped looking at her, and lowered her voice again: "It's okay."

Sheng Qi laughed again, and didn't really believe her comforting words, but he was in a good mood after that.

She gave the painting to Wen Lian.

She painted for Wen Lian the scenery that Wen Lian liked.

She hopes that Wen Lian can have the life that Wen Lian was looking forward to when taking pictures and posting on Moments.

Even Wen Lian's future may not have much to do with her.