After rebirth I became a koi

Chapter 274 Youthful feelings are always poetry!

Ning Zhan's bedroom is very small, with a bed, a desk is already full.

After taking a shower, Bai Yanxi didn't feel sleepy any more, she didn't feel cold even with a blanket on her body, and carefully looked at the bedroom in front of her.

Nothing but gray is white.

There is a diary on the desk, the kind that is still locked.

Bai Yanxi touched it, and Huang Huacai told her the password.

She is not the kind of person who would pry into other people's privacy, and let it go without looking.

The bed is a single bed, 1.2 meters.

Bai Yanxi wondered if he could sleep the two of them.

Just as he was about to run to the bed, he accidentally bumped into the chair in front of him.

With a bang, a book fell from the shelf above the desk.

When the book fell, a lot of papers were scattered here and there.

Bai Yanxi went blind.

that book.

It is "Nalan Ci", hardcover.

There are scattered papers at the feet, which should have fallen from the "Nalan Ci".

Pick up one.

[For many years, you have been living in seclusion in my heart. I have let go of the world, but I have never let go of you.

Below is a JPG sketch, which shows the back of a girl with fluttering long hair, surrounded by cherry blossoms in March, which is as beautiful as a dream.

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14.12.8]

Pick up another one.

[It's better not to meet each other, so that you don't fall in love.

It is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.

JPG sketch, with a few simple strokes, outlines a playful picture of a girl lying on the grass reading a book, looking up and smiling, gentle and beautiful.

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15.2.3]

Bai Yanxi took a deep breath, his teeth were sore!
But I couldn't help it, and picked up another piece of paper.

[My love for you is more natural than death.

JPG watercolor, on the tree-lined road, the boy in white clothes riding a bicycle is like snow, and the skirt of the girl sitting in the back seat is fluttering, beautiful like a picture scroll.

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16.10.2]

Bai Yanxi finally saw who this girl was and who this boy was.

Isn't the girl in the painting Lan Siqi?
The boy in the painting is Ning Zhan.

The look in his eyes suddenly darkened, his heart ached a little, and his chest was tense for a moment, feeling a little suffocated.

Bai Yanxi picked up all the papers, and didn't want to look at those sour crushes anymore.

The last piece of paper was pinched in his hand.

[But we know each other once we meet each other, how is it better to meet each other when we don't see each other.

Ande and the king are separated from each other, so as not to teach life and death to be lovesick.

In the picture below, there is only one tear, a crystal clear tear.

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17.1.23]

There were footsteps on the stairs, Bai Yanxi frantically stuffed all the papers into the book, casually stuffed the book into a space on the shelf, jumped on the bed and lifted the quilt to cover himself completely.

Ning Zhan Mingming heard a voice just now, and when he came in, he saw that she was already asleep, frowned strangely, and wiped his wet hair with a towel: "Bai Xiaowu."

Bai Yanxi's steady breathing sounded.

"Asleep?" Ning Zhan shook his head with a smile: "Pig."

He looked down at the hair dryer in his hand, and then at a certain one on the bed.

She originally planned to come back to the bedroom to dry her hair, but she was afraid that the blower would disturb her rest, so she had to go back downstairs again.

Bai Yanxi heard Ning Zhan's footsteps and went downstairs again, snorted coldly in his heart, and grabbed the corner of the quilt firmly.

Didn't see it!
He is quite sour. He has written so many sour poems and painted so many sour paintings.

Youthful feelings are always poetry!

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