I go north, you go south

"What's going on? You guessed it right. She is also from Jiang University."

Ling Bei always liked to pamper Nan Zishu like this.

He chuckled and continued to hold her hand and walk forward.

"Based on this, she should be in the same class as you. Because her father is the president of the National Photographic Association, she also majored in photography in college."

"After all, with this connection, no matter what her own conditions are, the admission quota in the Photography Department has been reserved for her from the beginning."

"But I have seen her works several times in the student union before. In my opinion, they are really not worthy of being recommended to study abroad."

"You met her in the student union?"

Nan Zishu looked at him and asked, "Why have you never been in the student union?"

Ling Bei coughed slightly uncomfortably: "Oh, I went to help once by chance."

"In addition, President Li and my uncle are all old acquaintances, and this Miss Li also knew me at that time."

"That time I just came over to say hello."

Ling Bei didn't dare to say that it was because he wanted to be closer to Nan Zishu that he joined the student union to do some marginal work.He happened to be targeted by this Li Wei.

"Ah."

Nan Zishu nodded thoughtfully: "Don't talk about that time, your myth is still circulating in Jiang University now."

"No wonder this girl has been thinking about you for so long."

Speaking of this, Nan Zishu suddenly remembered something and poked Ling Bei's arm with interest: "Hey, she should have expressed her feelings to you at that time, right?"

"What? At that time, you didn't have any ideas?"

Ling Bei was stunned.

Then he looked at Nan Zishu with a somewhat obscure expression.

"What if I tell Shu Shu that I have had an idea?"

"Well" Nan Zishu pretended to think: "Give you a chance to go back and rekindle your old relationship?"

"Sure enough, you either piss me off to death every day, or you are on your way to pissing me off to death." "You said you have an idea."

Nan Zishu pouted a little aggrievedly: "The beauty of adulthood is a traditional Chinese virtue."

"Why should I guard a twisted melon?"

Seeing her expression about to shed tears, Ling Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Just rely on me to pamper you."

"correct."

Nan Zishu immediately put on a coquettish smile: "You brought me here today because you wanted to pamper me in a different way."

"Like this photography."

Nan Zishu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the large pure landscape photography hanging in front of him.

"This garden is so prosperous and grand, but there are no roses, no roses, and no other flowers that should be grown."

A faint smile appeared on Nan Zishu's lips: "There are only endless sunflowers."

"Look at these little flowers. They don't need to be deliberately planted to grow freely."

"They are inconspicuous, and in other places they can only serve as foils or even be ignored."

"But there are people who are willing to take care of them with a whole garden's worth of soil and nutrients."

"Let them become the brightest and most unique protagonists of this huge garden."

"There are no figures in this work."

Nan Zishu quietly turned to look at Ling Bei, but she didn't want to meet his gentle and increasingly turbulent gaze.

She smiled even more, and for a while, even the sea of ​​flowers in the photo was not half as gorgeous as the beauty between her eyebrows.

Just listen to her say word by word: "But the owner of this sea of ​​flowers must love them very much."

It’s like me being held in the palm of your hand to the point of doing whatever I want. (End of chapter)