"You disappeared suddenly..."

"No information was left behind."

"I……"

Zhou Yao murmured, "I'm very worried."

...

"Even if you had the idea of ​​leaving at that time, you still had to tell me."

"You disappeared suddenly..."

"I am anxious."

…

"I forgot."

The scholar said it again very honestly.

He really forgot.

Otherwise, he should tell this human being.

…

Zhou Yao:......

He covered his face with his hands.

forgotten……

Ah.

It's really a speech that leaves people speechless.

What else could he say?

Facing the teacher, he felt like a punch, no, a punch hitting cotton.

The teacher is always tepid.

On his side, there were ups and downs.

what's the function?

Obviously he and the teacher are both involved.

But he felt that he was the only one who really cared about the whole thing.

From beginning to end, he was directing and acting alone.

...

"Zhou Yao."

Zhao Luzheng opened his mouth to speak.

But he didn't know what to say to comfort his friend who looked particularly lost and gloomy at this time.

…

"Chang En."

Xiao Xiao withdrew his gaze from Zhou Yao and looked at the scholar, "Didn't you think of it after watching the art exhibition?"

While I was watching the exhibition, my mind was focused on the painting, and I couldn't think of any other extenuating circumstances.

However, the art exhibition is over, but you still don’t think of the students you left behind?

It can only be said that the scholar does not care much about this student.

…

"I got inspiration at that time and kept painting."

The scholar said honestly.

"By the time I finished painting, I had forgotten it."

…

This painting idiot.

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.

He's obviously a scribe.

…

"……Yeah?"

A vague voice came from behind Zhou Yao's hand, "That's it..."

"Teacher has always liked painting so much..."

"Nothing has changed at all..."

Zhou Yao moved his fingers a little bit.

Nothing has changed.

Whether it's an obsession with painting, or...

What does the teacher look like?!

Zhou Yao suddenly discovered something.

The teacher looked exactly as he remembered.

Not a single change.

And he has transformed from the young boy he was back then into an adult.

He has grown taller.

The appearance has also changed a bit.

ah.

Zhou Yao was stunned.

Is it because the teacher didn't recognize him from the beginning?

Although boys are not as exaggerated as girls in their 18th birthday, their long facial features are still different from their past selves.

…

Zhou Yao put down the hand covering his face.

The corners of the eyes are red.

The expression on his face is not very natural.

He seemed to feel some relief that couldn't be called relief.

…

"I……"

Zhou Yao pressed his forehead.

His head was swollen and there was some pain.

He felt a little dizzy.

…

"Young maknae, please accompany Zhou Yao to the living room to sit for a while."

Xiao Xiao looked at Zhao Luzheng.

"Ah, oh oh."

Zhao Luzheng nodded.

He stretched out his hand to support Zhou Yao, "Zhou Yao, let's go sit in the living room for a while."

Zhou Yao waved his hand.

Just when Zhao Luzheng thought Zhou Yao had refused, Zhou Yao walked toward the living room unsteadily.

After Zhao Luzheng was stunned for a second, he hurriedly followed.

…

The two figures quickly disappeared into the living room.

Xiao Xiao turned to look at the scholar.

…

Xiao Xiao's expression made the scholar a little uneasy.

"Well, I didn't forget it on purpose..."

…

"I know."

Xiao Xiao slightly arched his eyebrows.

Chang En had no intention of harming Zhou Yao.

Although its behavior did hurt Zhou Yao.

…

The scholar breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...