How rude, we are pure love!

Being looked at with admiration by that arrogant fellow, the girl's vanity was greatly satisfied. She hesitated for a moment and said thoughtfully:

"I think the most important things for people who are new to painting are... 'emotion' and 'expression'."

She tried to sum up her past experiences in words without reservation.

“Painting isn’t just a collection of techniques; it’s the cry of the soul and consciousness. Only by truly pouring out your burning emotions can you create vibrant and moving colors… Sorry, is that too abstract?”

Art. The combination of these two worlds made Eriri, who had been painting for almost ten years, sigh softly.

In the eyes of others, she is the ace of the art department, and her paintings have been selected for the city exhibition many times, like the brightest star. Moreover, after "reincarnation and reconstruction", she is often selected as the champion among her peers, and some people even invite her to the art college.

She also dreamed of making achievements in this field, but in the end she didn't even dare to go to art school because she knew she didn't have the awareness to devote her entire life to painting, nor was she a true genius.

After all, she was just an ordinary person who looked a little talented.

"No, I think I understand what you mean."

He was not talking about painting, but about the creation itself.

At this moment, Yukinoshita's cold gaze dropped, sweeping over the two of them inconspicuously.

From that moment on, the two of them inexplicably exuded a unique atmosphere that she could not interfere with. It was the communication between creators.

A breeze blew by, and ripples bloomed in the lake of my heart.

Qingye picked up the pen and began to paint with the rustling sound. Eriri supported her face and pointed and talked beside him, looking inexplicably excited.

After about 10 to 20 minutes, the boy stopped writing and slowly handed over the paper.

During this time, Yukinoshita remained quiet and felt a little uncomfortable because this guy and Sawamura Eriri would look at her from time to time, but when she saw the portrait on the drawing paper, these emotions disappeared miraculously.

That's her smiling.

The discovery that his first painting was of himself caused a slight ripple in her emotions.

"Don't mention it, the painting is pretty good, but the white space is a bit lacking."

The blonde girl also looked at him carefully with a scrutinizing gaze, and had already prepared words of comfort in her mind. Her tsundere program was temporarily turned off, but to her surprise, Qingye's paintings could indeed be described as "not bad".

Although there is still a big gap between her and him, and many shortcomings can be seen, for a novice, this is already considered talented.

Compared to his debut with the Akutagawa Prize, this level was within her comprehension.

In the field of painting, she doesn't think Qingye can surpass her because she has also been working hard to improve.

When I realized this, I felt a sigh of relief for some reason.

At this time, she had not yet noticed this fleeting emotion.

*

After that, Qingye studied the knowledge taught by Teacher Eriri seriously. After working hard for an afternoon, it was reward time. The three of them wanted to buy some things, so they went to a nearby shopping mall.

Yukinoshita wanted to buy some snacks, but the new artist and the book artist preferred supermarkets that young people liked, so they temporarily split into two teams.

"How was my special training?"

Seeing that Yukinoshita had left temporarily, Eriri's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed. She looked at Kiyono, her face full of expectation of being affirmed - that woman was like an ice blade under the moon, and she was not used to being with her.

"Teacher Sawamura is extremely talented. I am just a vine clinging to him. I am far from his level." Kiyono bowed pretentiously.

"Why does it feel like our positions are reversed?" Ying Lili frowned.

At this moment, a sound coming from the side suddenly caught the attention of the two. Kiyono and Eriri turned their heads at the same time and saw a filming team enthusiastically interviewing and reporting on pedestrians.

"Hello, students. We are currently filming a street special. Can I ask you a few questions?" the female host wearing a cat ear hairpin said excitedly.

Small workshop TV stations like to produce all kinds of weird variety shows, which are boring, but if you ask me whether I want to watch them or not, of course I have to watch them.

"Of course." The adolescent boy pretended to be deep.

"First question, what qualities must your ideal partner possess?"

"My family is well-off, so I don't have to struggle for the rest of my life. They can play games with me, talk about anime, and... the absolute domain must be accurate to absolute zero! That absolute domain that's faintly visible between the black over-the-knee socks and the hem of the skirt!"

The young man's face flushed red, fully displaying the style of a Heisei otaku.

I'm fantasizing again.

Qingye couldn't help but shook his head, but as he was thinking, he suddenly froze and instinctively looked at the girl beside him.

Her golden twintails made her look like a delicate beauty straight out of a comic book. Her petite figure and facial features perfectly blended the best of both Western and Eastern styles. Today, Eriri wore knee-high socks, which made her legs appear even more slender and elongated. Just a glance at her made it seem as if she could sense the milky sweetness...

Eriri Sawamura is a girl who looks like a perfect young lady. She also has a hobby in the two-dimensional world. Although she has a bit of a tsundere personality, her tsundere can almost be classified as "cute". In fact, she is essentially a girl who is easy to talk to and soft-hearted.

She has said before that her requirement for her love partner is that he must have a hobby in the two-dimensional world, so it can be said that this perfectly meets the dream requirements of otakus!

There is no need for Eriri to worry about the traditional social concept of marrying well. From the fact that her parents support her in selling notebooks, we can see that they are definitely an open-minded pair of parents who will not mind the issue of her being a gigolo.

If you look at it this way, let alone the two-dimensional world, she is the dream of most teenagers. If they can climb up the social ladder, they can work less for many years.

——Of course, he now holds the title of the future heir of the Yukinoshita family, so naturally he cannot think about other gigolos. The Yukinoshita family is the one he wants to repay, but compared to the powerful Chiba family, Sawamura's family is more relaxed.

Qingye was lost in thought, his gaze unconsciously lingering on the girl for a few seconds before he came to his senses and quickly looked away.

The interview continues.

"Okay, next one." The female host calmly passed over the abandoned house.

"Well, he's cheerful, passionate, enthusiastic and straightforward, and he'll take care of me considerately. It would be even better if he could play baseball like in the boys' comics!" The second girl answered shyly.

Eriri subconsciously looked at the boy beside her.

The girl also asked curiously in her heart: What kind of person do I like?

The moment this question was asked, all kinds of demands emerged in my mind.

Compared to face and money, what is more important is that both parties can play 2D games together in a comfortable environment, can discuss 2D topics together, can accept me drawing humiliation books, and can rely on me at critical moments——

Then, the blonde girl was stunned for a moment.

She realized something belatedly.

and many more!

They're basically all otakus and anime fans, and we share the same interests. I also like her paintings, otherwise I wouldn't have worked with her for so long. She might be the easiest type to get along with, and she'll stand up for me at the critical moment...

Such a person... Such a person...

huh huh?

Ying Lili was silent for a few seconds, then looked thoughtful. She glanced at Qingye beside her inexplicably, and then her pretty face gradually turned red, all the way to her ears.

*

The two of them finished shopping in the supermarket with different thoughts. Afterwards, Eriri temporarily left the bags with him and ran to the bathroom.

The blonde girl washed her hands and touched up her makeup in front of the mirror before she composed herself and walked over to where the boy was.

She was about to say hello when she saw an unexpected conversation.

"——How long have you two been dating?"

She squinted and saw Yukinoshita and Kiyono standing together in the corridor outside, and the filming crew she had seen earlier surrounded them.

For some unknown reason, Eriri didn't say anything, but instead held her breath silently.

*

Qingye looked helplessly at the woman holding the microphone in front of him. As soon as Yukinoshita met up with him, these people's eyes lit up and they came over like sharks smelling blood.

He and the cold girl looked at each other and instantly understood what the other meant: retreat!

"If you are willing to be interviewed, we will give you a pair of lucky dolls." The female reporter suddenly took out a pair of Mr. Pan panda pendants.

The boy realized something instantly, but before he could act, the girl changed her tone coldly:

"What do you want to ask?"

then--

"How long have you two been dating?"

"This is a physical misconception." Yukinoshita frowned and glanced at the boy, then kept a safe distance. "We just happened to grow up together."

"That's what we call childhood sweethearts, right? What a rare fate. If you don't mind, please tell us about each other's preferences!" the female reporter asked excitedly.

"That useless guy over there is very keen on figurines and book collecting. This week his taste is on the sweet side." Yukinoshita said lightly, looking like she really wanted Mr. Pan.

"This girl has recently become obsessed with desserts made with Kyoto's Uji Matcha tea. Last time, she even asked me to take the train to buy it for her. Isn't that too much?"

Provoked, Qingye revealed her little secret.

"What's the most intolerable thing about the other person?" The female reporter's eyes were shining.

"You always blow-dry your hair only halfway before going to bed. You're asking for a cold." Yukinoshita sneered.

"Some people refuse to wear rain boots on rainy days, which causes their feet to be cold in the rain and snow." Qingye was not willing to be outdone.

"How many photos of each other do you two have in your phones?" The reporter's nostrils exhaled excitement.

"Most people wouldn't specifically remember this..."

Listening to the conversation here, the girl hiding nearby couldn't help but twitch her mouth - are you a loving couple who have been married for a long time!

At this moment, Eriri finally realized how exaggerated the values ​​and strength of the traditional childhood sweetheart faction were.

"So, this is what childhood sweethearts are like..."

She suddenly felt a little bored. Without a doubt, this was the kind of relationship between childhood sweethearts she longed for: tacit understanding, fond memories, and the ability to immediately notice each other's changes and hobbies...

But the memories of her childhood sweetheart in her mind were only a few brief images, like torn pieces of paper, piecing together the so-called "childhood sweethearts".

She didn't know about Tomoya Aki's habits and changes, and he didn't know about her daily life. There wasn't even a single photo of her over the years.

She suddenly realized that the time she had actually spent with Tomoya Aki was actually only a short year. After that, the two of them fell into a cold war that lasted for several years.

But why did she subconsciously believe that the two of them would be together for a long time?

Ying Lili gradually lowered her head, and her expression could not be seen clearly. One-sided love has its limits. If you keep maintaining a passionate feeling but there is no response, it will cool down in a few months at most. Then, can the feelings she has had for all these years really be called love?

Until she was discovered by Qingye and was walking on the way home, the girl was still thinking about these questions in her mind.

It was dusk, and the sunset was unpredictable.

Ying Lili felt the wind along the way and kept asking and answering herself questions.

The western sky was dyed red by the setting sun.

The summer breeze brushed my cheeks.

At this moment, as if it was destined, she suddenly raised her head and saw two figures walking out of the convenience store in front of her. The familiar boy was wearing glasses, and he still looked as energetic as ever. Beside him, a purple-haired girl with a good figure was sticking to him with a smile, just like an intimate couple.

Tomoya Aki, and another girl.

it's wired.

Eriri stood there. If she had seen this scene in the past, she would have been twisted and furious, and would have secretly followed the two people until she figured out their relationship and would not feel relieved.

One of the essences of love is possessiveness, but why does she feel so calm now?

Ying Lili pressed her hands on her chest in a daze, and inexplicably felt something jumping there, like a restless elk, or an excited white rabbit.

What exactly is this feeling...?

?

ps: Sleep (lying down

096. Ren Ye: There is a cow! [7K5]

Eriri walked silently to the slope ahead, stood at the top, let the early summer evening breeze blow her hair, and looked down into the distance.

She knew that she had always been a person without her own opinions and afraid of change.

Although she is a young lady, she is like most ordinary people, drifting aimlessly, not knowing what kind of future she wants, and taking things one step at a time.

In fact, she vaguely realized that her feelings had changed, but she just wanted to continue maintaining the present time.

She thought this was a good time, so she pretended not to notice any changes.

The girl Eriri has a characteristic, that is, she is tsundere and habitually escapist. Whenever she faces any difficulties or major choices, she always chooses the worst and most severe approach.