By the end of December, Beijing was already covered in snow and ice.

The temperature of the underground passage was below zero. Chuchu was wearing a thick white down jacket, wrapped in a big red scarf, sitting in front of the easel, focusing on painting a still life oil painting.

There were several framed paintings on the linen in front of her, which would attract the attention of passers-by from time to time, but because the weather was severe, many people would take a quick look and leave.

Jian Zhan was wearing a solemn black dress and a hoodie, and the black headphone cable spread into his collar.

He put his hands in his pocket, lowered his head and walked slowly with expressionless face. He passed by the painting stall next to Chuchu and couldn't help but take a look.

There are few things in this world that can attract his attention.

Good drawing.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward in his pocket.

But after walking a few steps, his figure stopped, frowned, and turned around.

The girl sat quietly in front of the easel, holding a paintbrush in her hand, and painting with concentration.

That day she was wearing a large white and fluffy down jacket. At first glance, she looked like a fat rabbit. Her quiet expression separated all the noise and coldness around her and was completely immersed in her own world.

A string in his heart that had not been moved for a long time suddenly trembled.

Then Jian Zhan turned around and left.

The next day, the third day... At dusk, Jian Zhan passed by the underground passage and found that she would sit there, whether it was sunny or snowy days, regardless of wind and rain.

Finally on the fifth day after passing by her, Jian Zhan walked up and greeted her expressionlessly.

"Hello."

Chuchu looked up at him: "Hello."

Then she withdrew her gaze and continued to paint, murmured mechanically: "Sketching is small, four, fifty, two, one hundred, two, two hundred, oil painting is two hundred, no bargaining..."

Before she could speak, she paused her brushstrokes slightly, raised her head again, and looked at Jian Zhan with another look.

She opened her mouth gently, her expression of surprise was beyond words.

"you……"

"Remember me?"

"Jian Zhan!"

Jian Zhan squatted down and looked at her painting expressionlessly: "It seems that he still remembers it."

"Why are you..."

Before she could finish her question, Jian Zhan replied slowly: "B University, Computer Department."

"Congratulations."

Chuchu hurriedly handed him the small stool beside him: "Please sit down."

Jian Zhan took the small stool and sat around her. He was tall and was quite a bit aggrieved when he sat on the small stool.

"And you?"

Jian Zhan looked at the paintings in front of him and asked, "Learn art?"

Chuchu nodded: "S University Academy of Fine Arts."

“It’s quite close.”

"yes."

The two of them are not very familiar but not unfamiliar. They will not be embarrassed even if they sit together without talking.

Chuchu continued to paint, and Jian Zhan took out his cell phone to take a photo of the painting placed in front of him.

"do what?"

"Publish to the auction forum and advertise it."

Chuchu put down her pen and looked at her in confusion: "What auction forum?"

"A forum for painting auctions of copper-stinky businessmen and laymen who pursue elegant art."

Jian Zhan said: "Your works are much better than many of the works auctioned in it."

Chuchu knew that he had rich resources and platforms, so she leaned out curiously to see what was happening on his phone.

“5000!”

Chuchu exclaimed: "I can't sell so many!"

"Yes, and it will be fired higher."

After Jian Zhan clicked on uploading, he said confidently.

Chuchu was a little guilty: "Really?"

Jian Zhan did not answer and said lightly: "Three or seven parts?"

"OK."

If it can be sold, it is worth thanking Jian Zhan.

“It’s a lot of money?”

He asked suddenly.

Chu Chu looked up at Jian Zhan, his eyes dark and deep, like a cold star.

Over the past few days, she has felt too much frustration and resentment. No one listened to her, and she didn't dare to tell her even her closest lover. At this moment, facing this familiar but unfamiliar Jian Zhan, she was willing to tell him because it was irrelevant.

From beginning to end, Jian Zhan listened silently, without interrupting, and without making any comments.

"Since it's so miserable."

Jian Zhan looked at her unfinished painting on the canvas and said lightly: "It's OK to divide it into two or eight."

"Well, OK."

"Four hundred thousand is not a big amount, but if you can't pay it off immediately, the profit is the most terrible."

"Know."

Chuchu said: "But I have no money at all now."

Jian Zhan thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to tell your boyfriend, at least your biological brother will help you."

Chu Chu pursed her lips: "Qiao Chen is now receiving military subsidies, so where can I borrow money from me?"

"If he speaks to the house..."

Before he finished speaking, Chuchu shook her head repeatedly. She would rather die than ask the two elders of the Qiao family for a cent! Never!

Jian Zhan stood up and moved his muscles and bones: "Since that's the case, I can't do anything about it."

He turned around and raised his hand: "Let's go."

"goodbye."

During that time, Chuchu would have video calls with Lu Chuan every night. Lu Chuan's face was much sharper and more mature than when he was in high school. Every day when he went back to the dormitory, he wore a very casual black vest, which tightly fitted his extremely powerful wheat-colored muscles, and looked sexy and sexy.

Chuchu said to him more than once: "Why do you always wear this one? Have you bought yourself clothes?"

Lu Chuan shook his head: "I'm too busy, I don't have many classes, but I have to listen to lectures or stay in the laboratory most of the time to buy clothes. Besides, most of our majors are straight men in science and engineering. I'm still dressed like in high school, and no one appreciates it!"

Chuchu said depressedly: "Does you just wear beautiful clothes for girls to see?"

Lu Chuan noticed that someone's words were meaningful and immediately changed his words: "That's not possible! The conscience of heaven and earth, your brother Chuan is loyal to you and has no other intentions!"

Chuchu lowered her head and laughed: "Then I'll buy you clothes and send them here."

"No, I'll come back to see you on Christmas."

Chuchu took a breath: "Ah?"

“Ah what?

Are you happy and stupid?”

"no……"

"no?"

Chuchu couldn't hide her face. At this moment, she was obviously panicked.

"Why is it so...fast?"

"quick?"

Lu Chuan was puzzled: "Christmas will be on holiday!"

"Didn't you say that there are scientific research projects that require manpower during the summer vacation?

This time, no...no?"

"Good, they celebrate Christmas just like our New Year here, they have to be with their family and friends."

Chuchu was silent.
To be continued...