I was dedicated by the female lead to the male lead

Ever since Lu Jinghan ate a meal in the cafeteria that day, Xia Xiaomu's surroundings have been bustling with people constantly coming to test: Are you really Lu Jinghan's?What is your relationship?etc.

Xia Xiaomu took the trouble to explain to others that she and Lu Jinghan were really just friends.

Even so, people around him still looked at him differently, not friendly, but much more polite.Even the roommates came over to apologize in private.

Xia Xiaomu thought it was funny, he and Lu Jinghan obviously had very little communication, but they seemed to be closely connected together, this feeling was very strange, as if they were being protected by someone, reassuring and down-to-earth.

However, they still face the most serious problem---no money.

In order to earn living expenses and the cost of painting tools, these days, as soon as school classes are over, he runs to the park in the middle of the street to set up a painting stall. When he is good, he can earn two or three hundred, and of course there are times when he has zero income.

On Friday, after class, Xia Xiaomu rushed to the park to set up a painting booth.

The park is still busy.Grandparents walking, teenagers playing pulleys, aunts singing, all kinds of voices are intertwined with the fragrance of birds and flowers, which makes people feel the epitome of the world in the real world.

After looking around, Xia Xiaomu found a bench with its back against a ginkgo tree and set up an art booth.Although this place is a bit remote, the scenery is beautiful.

The afterglow of the blood-red sun shines on a tree of golden ginkgo leaves. The combination of two natural colors is so gorgeous that people cannot describe it in words.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help picking up a brush to draw the scene in front of her.He stood there with an expression so focused that it attracted the attention of passers-by.

With a slender figure, a beautiful face, and exquisite facial features, he painted with a focused expression. The red sun shines on his delicate skin. If you look closely, you can even see a thin layer of fluff on the white and tender skin.

Better than any beauty.

Someone even picked up a mobile phone and fixed him under the golden ginkgo tree.

After Xia Xiaomu came back to his senses, he saw spectators in twos and threes surrounding him.Most of them are middle-aged aunts, and there are also a few young people.

He put away his pen, looked around them with a smile, pointed to the billboard written by himself under his feet and asked, "Do you want to paint a color portrait, 20 yuan a piece."

First, the aunt who took pictures of him came over embarrassed.She sat on the bench and chatted with Xia Xiaomu, "Young man is so handsome, where is he from? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xia Xiaomu was brushing and drawing, smiling as she dealt with her questions.At the request of her aunt, Xia Xiaomu also drew the ginkgo leaves behind her as the background.

The aunt was very satisfied, and immediately took the painting and praised it to the people around her, which immediately attracted another pair of guests to Xia Xiaomu.

A young grandmother brought her three-year-old grandson to draw.

Children can't sit still and always move.Being held down by grandma from time to time and reprimanded: "Be good, don't move around, my brother will not be able to draw well."

Xia Xiaomu smiled and said, "Auntie, it's okay, let my brother play as he pleases, I can draw well."

Ten minutes later, another painting was born.

The background is a tree of golden ginkgo leaves, and on a mottled wooden bench below, sits a kind middle-aged aunt, looking at the boy with a loving and happy expression on her face.The little boy pointed to the sky, his mouth seemed to be talking, and his expression was naughty and cute.

"Oh, the painting is really good!" Grandma praised loudly and couldn't stop.

After Xia Xiaomu sent them away with a smile, she found that there was already a line waiting for painting behind her.It turned out that the first aunt took the painting and went to publicize it with her friends, and many people came to ask for the painting.

The painting booth became lively. Whether it was the people being painted or the people waiting to be painted, they all started chatting with Xia Xiaomu.

Although Xia Xiaomu kept drawing and coping with various caring topics of the aunts, she also noticed a girl sitting on the stone steps of the flower bed not far away.

The girl was very beautiful, with a bun in her head, wearing a high school uniform, blowing bubble gum while watching Xia Xiaomu draw.

As the sun sets, the crowd gradually disperses.Xia Xiaomu was also about to close the stall and go home, when she looked up and saw the girl blowing bubbles, the puffy one was broken, sticking white around her mouth.

Pretty people are cute in everything they do.Even having half of his face glued to the bubble gum felt particularly playful.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help but picked up the brush and began to draw.

"Are you drawing me?" The crisp voice stopped him.

The girl was still sitting on the stone steps, tilting her head, holding her face in her hands, looking at him indifferently.

Xia Xiaomu: "Can I? I'll give it to you when the painting is finished."

The girl was still sitting on the stone steps, tilting her head and smiling at him. "Remember to draw me pretty."

Painters are always better at observing details than ordinary people. Although Xia Xiaomu looked at her indifferently, there was still a trace of unresolved melancholy in her eyes.

Having puberty troubles?Otherwise why sit alone in the park blowing bubble gum.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help asking her: "Did something happen to you? You're so unhappy."

The girl looked at him, opened her mouth to speak, and finally sighed: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you."

Xia Xiaomu didn't ask any more questions, and continued to draw with her head down. Instead, the girl started talking to herself:

"My family's access control is set at 7:[-], and I have to report to him what I do during the day and whoever I meet. Protecting me, even depriving me of freedom, even friends”

The girl pursed her lips and said depressedly: "I know he worked hard and it was not easy to bring me up, but now I hate him more and more."

The girl lowered her head, holding a tree branch in one hand and scribbled on the steps, her voice became softer and weaker.

Xia Xiaomu thought: The "he" in the girl's mouth is the father and mother who have protected the child.

He thought for a while, comforted her and said, "He must love you very much, and he is not willing to let you suffer a little bit. It's just that he may not realize that you have grown up and can protect yourself."

The girl pouted her head and hummed.

Xia Xiaomu: "Then you can do it for him, and prove to him that you have grown up, can judge right from wrong, and can do everything well by yourself."

The girl looked at him, but didn't speak.

"The painting is finished, and I will give it to you."

"Thank you." The girl came over.

It was only then that Xia Xiaomu realized that the girl was not only beautiful, but also tall and thin.She walks with a temperament that ordinary people don't have, like a little queen.

"The painting is good." She praised it aloud.

The girl with ball head in the painting is sitting on the stone steps, blowing bubble gum playfully.The white bubbles covered most of her face, but she could still see her beautiful face.

The girl took out a folder from her schoolbag, carefully put the painting in, took out her mobile phone and looked at it: "Ah, my mobile phone is out of battery. I can't transfer money to you."

I went to my wallet again and found that there was no cash in it.

Xia Xiaomu hurriedly waved to him: "No, I told you I'll give it to you."

Girl: "No, I won't let you paint for nothing, and my brother told me that he will treat you for no reason, and it must be another attempt."

"It's just a sketch."

Xia Xiaomu shook her head with a smile, and prepared to leave with her drawing board on her back.

"No, I'm not used to owing others things. Lend me your mobile phone. I'll call and ask my brother to come over." The girl pulled him and refused to let him go.

Xia Xiaomu was extremely helpless: "Otherwise, I will come here to paint tomorrow. If you want to pay, come and give it to me tomorrow."

While the girl was still hesitating, a man ran over anxiously not far away and shouted, "My eldest lady! Why are you here? You really scared me to death."

Then he was taken aback: "Xia Xiaomu!"

Xia Xiaomu thought for a while, and then remembered that the person in front of her was Li Hai, the person who drove Lu Jinghan when he came back from the old man's house that day.

He asked the girl, "Is he your brother?"

Li Hai laughed out loud: "I wish I was someone like his brother. This is Brother Han's younger sister—Miss Jing Yi."

Hearing this name, Xia Xiaomu was shocked instantly: she is Lu Jinghan's younger sister--Lu Jingyi!

Apart from the heroine, in "I Can't Love You", she is the character with the most roles.He is Lu Jinghan's most important relative, and also the person who makes Lu Jinghan the most helpless and distressed.

Thinking about the "he" the girl said just now, Xia Xiaomu felt complicated for a while.

Lu Jingyi: "Brother Hai, do you know each other?"

Li Hai: "It's more than acquaintance. He is not only Brother Han's apprentice, but also the old man's little painting friend."

"That's a coincidence, did you bring any money? He drew me a picture, and I haven't paid him yet?"

Li Hai hurriedly went to take out his pockets, his eyes flashed with slyness, and his hands stopped: "Oh, I'm here too, I don't have any money with me, so how about it, Xia Xiaomu will go home with us to get it."

Xia Xiaomu recovered from the plot in the book, and looked at Lu Jingyi with a complicated expression: "It's really not necessary, it was originally a painting for you, and the senior has helped me so many times, so I'm paying back the favor."

Lu Jingyi: "That won't work!"

Li Hai: "This is not how to repay favors."

The two almost objected together, Lu Jingyi glanced at Li Hai, and continued: "My brother is my brother, I am me, let's go, you come back with me to get the money."

Li Hai pulled him: "Oh, let's go, let's go to your classmate's house to play."