I’m Just This ‘Sue’

Is scolding "perverted."

Sheng Yi had no such response at all.

Hang Qing couldn't help turning his head to look at him. Sheng Yi's look didn't look fake. He really appreciated the beauty of this painting.

"I also think it's beautiful." Hang Qing murmured: "The beauty of death."

Sheng Yi changed positions and sat on the side of Hang Qing.

Hang Qing continued to paint, and he watched quietly without saying a word.

When Hang Qing draws a few more pictures, Sheng Yi will praise it, and the adjectives are not duplicated.

Sheng Yi suddenly noticed that Hang Qing had been plugging his earplugs, and he reached out and hooked.

The earphone cable on one side fell off.

"Do you want to listen?" Hang Qing asked without looking up.

"Huh. Is that okay?"

"can."

Sheng Yi wore the headphones well, but the volume was not high, but the cafe was quiet enough so the music sounded extremely clear.

"Iprefertolieindarkestsilencealone, listening to thelackoflight, orsound, someonetotalkto, forsomethingtoshare ..."

Sheng Yi immediately knew the meaning of the lyrics.

"I prefer to share alone where there is a lack of light and sound and listeners, lying to a dead silence ..."

Sheng Yi turned to look at the girl around her.

She is petite and arrogant.

Sheng Yi felt that there was a movement in her heart, and then there was a surge of love.

Although he never had a good opinion of anyone, at this moment, Sheng Yi was extremely sure. His good feelings towards the girl broke out, and he lifted up a little, finally covering the whole heart. This taste is wonderful and hard to give up.

Sheng Yi was sitting with Hang Qing for a long time.

Hang Qingshun asked him to appreciate his poems.

Sheng Yi also praised his poetry gracefully.

How did you accept it all? Don't think he's weird at all? Hang Qing raised his eyebrows without any trace. He stood up holding the drawing board: "There are too many people."

The number of people in the coffee shop did gradually increase.

Sheng Yi didn't hesitate. He held Hang Qing's hand and took him out. All this seems exceptionally logical. It's so easy for young girls to fall in love! Hang Qing sighed.

But he waited for a long time, but didn't hear the favorable tone.

Is this the villain? Still don't like him a little?

Sheng Yi led Hang Qing to the street.

Not a quiet place.

"Where do you want to go?" Sheng Yi asked.

Hang Qing pointed to the alley not far away: "There, quiet."

Sheng Yi really did not hesitate to take him over.

There were no people in the alley, only two wild cats turned lazily and watched their arrival curiously.

Hang Qing still drew pictures inside.

Sheng Yi stayed with him.

In fact, Hang Qing felt a little boring, but Sheng Yi did nothing else. Too boring, too restrained. Hang Qing could not help but vomit. How could the villain be so gentle?

Just thinking, Sheng Yi suddenly held his hand and interrupted his downward motion: "Did you wait for Liang Yun outside the school?"

Hang Qing pursed his lips and shook his head: "Wait for you."

Sheng Yi's mood at this moment was far more calm than when someone around him told him that the girl was waiting for him and was about to confess to him.

Sheng Yi also pursed his lips: "Why?" He knew that girls had a lot of differences from ordinary people, so his cold voice was suddenly gentle and a lot, even his tone was careful.

"Because you look good, I like it very much." Hang Qing once again offered this invincible reason.

Sheng Yi froze, but then laughed.

If you change to someone else, if you know that you have only one face you like, you'll probably only get angry. But Sheng Yi squeezed Hang Qing's fingers tighter: "I like you too."

"Why?" Hang Qing asked in his tone.

"You look good too."

Hang Qingxin said, then if you touch the bottom of my skirt, you won't think so.

Hang Qing laughed softly: "Yes."

"Do you have anything else to say?" Sheng Yi asked.

"No."

"You like me, don't you want to own me?" Sheng Yi looked at his eyes and lit up: "I like you, I want to own you."

Hang Qing turned to look at him: "Then I'll send it to you."

Sheng Yi paused, looking like he wanted to kiss Hang Qing, but in the end he just looked at Hang Qing's eyes and whispered, "You are wonderful."

This is an innocent high school boy.

If you change the world, you will definitely fall in love.

It was getting late, and Sheng Yi sent Hang Qing home without doing anything, causing Hang Qing to be a little disappointed.

On this day, Hang Qing didn't mention it with Liang Yun. On Monday, Hang Qing went to school as usual.

...

Sheng Yi was sitting in the classroom, and the person next to him stepped up and pressed the ipod in front of him: "Brother Yi, how do you listen to this kind of song?"

Sheng Yi slowly said: "To understand the person you like."

"Grasp the grass?" Several people immediately fry the pan.

They turned around and whispered for a while.

"People like Yi Ge actually love to listen to this kind of death metal music ..." Several people pouted, "Yi Ge has a unique taste!"

"Brother Yi, what kind of person do you like?" Someone couldn't help asking.

Sheng Yi slightly looked up and thought: "... very cute."

"..." Would anyone who loves listening to such songs be cute?

Several people have thought of non-mainstream girls wearing gothic clothes with ears and noses.

They shuddered together.

Isn't Yige lowered?