Sand Sculpture Childhood Friends Are the Most Lethal - Chapter 17

January 29, X

Weather haze

Today this guy said that he wanted to find a book to cultivate his sentiment, and he rummaged through the bookshelf all day long. As a result, he didn’t find the book he wanted to read, but he unwittingly turned out a portfolio from my high school period.

“Why do you still keep such an antique thing? Is there evidence of premature love in it?” He joked, pretending to open the portfolio.

As a mother-to-child single until now, I am naturally fearless.

There were many such portfolios when I was in high school, and they were basically used to organize exercises and test papers. I have processed a large number of useless documents some time ago, and this portfolio should be a fish caught in the net.

“If you want to open it, do you think I will be afraid of you?” I laughed, “Be prepared to pay homage to the demeanor of Xueshen back then!”

This is really not what I am bragging about. I think that when I was in school, I was always among the best in grades. I was the first in grade almost every time. He was not the same as the guy at the back of the crane.

“You think I really dare not open it.” He raised his eyebrows, opened the “seal” of the portfolio, and poured out the files inside.

There are many things in the portfolio, most of which are based on test papers.

This guy picked up a piece of paper casually, not knowing what he saw, suddenly laughed.

I thought he had seen some black history, and hurried to grab the things in his hands, but he sat down with the piece of paper under his ass.

“What did you see just now?” I asked.

He said he saw nothing.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Nonsense! He must have seen something! Why else laugh like that?

“I have seen your lush years.” He said solemnly, “I am very pleased to see that you have grown into an upright man now.”

emmmmmmm Every time he claims to be his brother, it’s no good!

Sure enough, he paused and smiled: “Why are you so nervous? Is there something hidden in this portfolio?”

Even if I hide things, I can’t hide them in my portfolio, okay? It’s too easy to be discovered by others!

But…Looking at his expression, I really began to wonder if I put anything strange in my portfolio back then.

Maybe whose love letter I really put in it back then?

It can be seen from the size of the paper, it should be the test paper… Did he discover any mentally handicapped mistakes I made on the paper?

Just as I was thinking about it, this guy suddenly walked up to me and sat down.

“Are you angry?” he asked.

“No.” I said.

joke! How could I be angry about such a trivial matter?

“You’re just angry,” he said in a positive tone. “You’ve been like this since you were a kid, and you say you are not angry every time you get angry.”

I wanted to say “really not angry”, but thinking of his remarks just now, I swallowed again.

“I’m angry.” I said.

Hearing this, the guy laughed out loud.

“Look, you admit that you are angry, and you lied to me that you were not angry.”

I glanced at him and said nothing.

I can see that people are shameless and the world is invincible. No matter what I say, this guy is responsible.

“Let’s see for yourself, it’s really nothing.” As he said, he stuffed the paper that he didn’t want to show to me just now.

→_→Isn’t he going to make it so unpleasant if he did this early?

I opened it and looked at the paper.

Good grades and no mentally handicapped mistakes.

Well, I have no idea what this guy was laughing at. Does he just want to tease me?

He smiled and asked me to turn the paper over and have a look.

I did.

There is a pencil drawing of Hatsune Miku on the back of the paper…

My face flushed all of a sudden, and I hurriedly turned over the paper.

Speaking of which I was very obsessed with Japanese otaku culture when I was in high school. I like to draw some messy things on the back of the scrap paper, and the most painted one is Hatsune Miku.

At that time, the generation gap was not as convenient as it is now. I even transformed headphones into peripheral products by myself.

At that time, my biggest wish was to move out of the house one day and transform the house into a paradise.

Now the former is realized, as for the latter… even though QAQ has moved out, I still don’t dare to decorate my home the way I think it is.

At this moment, the assistant sent over tomorrow’s itinerary.

Alas… working day after day, I don’t know when to get out of this endless loop.

When the sand sculpture saw that I fell silent, he sighed softly and got up to help me organize the papers scattered on the ground.

“Just put it there, and wait until tomorrow’s cleaning aunt comes and let her take it out and throw it away.” I yawned and said.

“Let’s sort it out, in case there is something memorable?” At this point, he glanced at the paper I placed on my lap with a smile.

Knowing what he was thinking, I cleared his throat awkwardly and said, “It’s just some graffiti from the past, and it’s not a big deal.”

He didn’t speak, and gave me an expression of “I know everything.”

I gave him a blank look and turned to look at the wall that had been soiled by him before.

Anyway, this wall is already dirty, and even if it is painted white, it will not necessarily change to its original appearance. It would be better to use this as the birthplace of my exclusive pain house culture…

The more I think about it, the more I think this method is feasible.

Anyway, this wall was not soiled by me. I’m just trying to make up for it. Even if my parents are here, I can use this excuse.

I told Wu Yunfei what I thought, but he didn’t pay attention to me, but was in a daze at a painting.

I turned my head and took a look. This is a portrait I drew during my second year of art class in high school.

“Do you like this picture?” I asked.

He gave an “um”, and after a while, he suddenly laughed and asked if I had a crush on him.

I am a little unsure.

He placed the painting next to his face, and I suddenly found that the person in the painting seemed a bit like him.

“You have secretly painted for me, don’t you have a crush on me?” he asked with a smile.

This guy thinks too much, I just wanted to draw a similar portrait at random, I didn’t even think about painting him!

I remember very clearly that at the beginning I wanted to draw a girl, but I was afraid that others would ask me who the girl I painted was, so I drew the appearance of a man.

In some parts of this painting, some traces of my changes can even be seen.

After hearing this, the sand sculpture smiled happily.

He said that I had kept his appearance in my heart, so I just drew him.

He also said that the subconscious mind will not deceive, and the lover of my dream looks like him.

Well, he can understand as much as he likes ㄟ (▔, ▔) ㄏ I am too lazy to compete with Sand Sculpture.