Chapter 78
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Wenyan stared at the painting in disbelief.
The bottom right corner of the painting was a corner of a white roof. Looking up from that angle, there were nine beautiful stars hanging in the vast and boundless starry sky …
Wenyan would never forget this familiar scene.
Countless times, he had quietly stood in the corner and stared at the youth who was in a daze on the roof. When there was no one around, the youth loved to lie on the roof with his hands behind his head and stare blankly at the starry sky. He looked lonely and lonely, as if he was drifting away from this world.
The youth was looking at the sky, and he was looking at him.
From this angle, this scene, other than the youth who liked to lie on the roof and stare at the starry sky, there was no other possibility.
Wenyan felt his body go out of control, as if he was being driven by something. He walked over step by step, his gaze slowly moving down to the name at the bottom of the painting: Class Two, Ji Ling.
At that moment, he almost lost the ability to think. Even though there were people around him, bustling with activity, his eyes only saw that painting, only this name.
So, you are also in this world?
Are you by my side?
In his life, the heavens had never cared for him, but when he was tired of fighting and fighting against fate, suddenly a ray of light fell into his world, telling him that he wasn't actually that sad.
You can still work hard one more time.
You also have the right to have hope.
"Ji Ling, come over here for a moment."
A girl's crisp voice sounded from behind Wenyan.
In the crowd ahead, a clean and handsome youth in a white t-shirt and grey trousers turned his head, smiling. "Coming."
Ji Ling walked towards Ning Kehan. Because there were many people present, he didn't notice anyone else. Halfway through, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. He couldn't help but stop, turning back in confusion, and was met with a handsome and gentle face.
Ji Ling was stunned. "Senior Yu?"
Wenyan stared at him, his lips trembling.
Ji Ling met his pitch-black, deep, and complicated gaze. His mind was filled with bewilderment and he felt very uncomfortable being stared at. Although he knew this Senior Yu, Senior Yu shouldn't know him, right? Why did he hold him back?
"What can I do for you?" Ji Ling smiled and asked curiously.
Wen Yan looked at the young man and gave him a brilliant smile. His beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and his black eyes were clean and clear. He looked at him with some doubt and curiosity. The young man seemed to be living a good life in this world because there was not a trace of haze in his eyes. It was as if nothing that had happened in the past had left a trace on him.
It was as if he belonged to this world.
Doubt flashed through Wen Yan's mind, but very quickly, the joy of reunion filled his chest. He didn't have the time to think about that trace of incongruity. He was truly very happy. The youth was happy in this world.
Wen Yan slowly opened his mouth and uttered a hoarse word, "I …"
He had just said one word when Ning Kehan had already walked over. He looked at Wenyan and smiled. "Isn't this Senior Yu? You know Ji Ling as well? "
Ning Kehan had just called out to Ji Ling, but then he realized that Ji Ling had been held back by Yu Wenyan. She walked over, confused. Although she wasn't familiar with Yu Wenyan, they knew each other. Everyone in the circle knew that he was the unloved illegitimate child of the Yu family.
But how did Yu Wenyan know Ji Ling? They shouldn't have met before, right?
Wenyan shifted his gaze and looked at Ning Kehan.
This was the eldest daughter of the Ning family. When he first entered the school, Han Yun had told Yu Wenyan that she hoped he would be the first to pursue Ning Kehan. Yu Wenyan felt inferior and didn't make a move. When Wenyan arrived, he snorted disdainfully and didn't take it to heart. He said calmly, "Yes."
This time, Ji Ling was shocked. "You know me?"
Ning Kehan also looked at Wenyan suspiciously.
In an instant, Wenyan made a judgment in his heart. Even if he wanted to reunite with Young Master, now wasn't the right time.
Wenyan slowly let go of his hand. The emotions in his eyes were perfectly hidden again. He smiled and said, "I saw your drawing just now. It was very spiritual, so I paid attention to the name of the artist."
Ji Ling and Ning Kehan suddenly understood. So it turned out that he only knew his name because he saw the drawing. But how could that be considered as knowing?
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