we are not lovers GL

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Seeing that Mengya's expression is more serious than anyone else's, a life-and-death expression, Enyan doesn't want her to regard this kind of analysis as theism, even if she can smash the signboard, she has to tell the truth first.

"The conclusions from the analysis are not 100% accurate, they can only be used for reference, so don't pay too much attention to them."

Painting can indeed explore a person's psychology, but to understand a person still needs to observe from many aspects and use time to prove the good and evil of human nature.

Enyan held her work and looked at it for a long time but couldn't come to any conclusions. Meng Ya thought that it was not because she was not skilled, but because she had some unspeakable feelings. When she took her eyes away from the painting, Meng Ya unexpectedly He couldn't help but gasped, like a criminal waiting to be sentenced.

"This painting...it shows that a person already has someone he likes, and the distance between the two is slowly getting closer, but because they are not sure about their feelings, the relationship has not yet blossomed."

After finishing speaking, the undiscovered secrets in Meng Ya's heart were hiding everywhere in a panic. A simple painting has such magical power. It is indeed not 100% accurate, but more than [-]% accurate.

She couldn't help looking up at Enyan's face, but she came into contact with the other's shining eyes, and suddenly felt that these beautiful eyes seemed to contain the entire universe, and the wisdom contained in them was enough to see through people's hearts.

Regardless of whether the other party's gaze is surprised or doubtful, Eun-yeon explains according to her interpretation.

"The figure of the woman leaning against the wall and looking out of the window is the one she likes, and the blurred figure outside the window also means that she must conceal her secret love. There is a door behind the woman, and she can open the door to meet her with a single step, but She turned her back to the door, indicating that she may not be sure or confident about this relationship."

A picture drawn by a pencil can actually tear apart the well-wrapped secret □□luo, the amazement in my heart is definitely not enough to express the expression on the face, Meng Ya's reaction is only dumbfounded.

When Mengya turned her gaze back to the painting on the table, a thought suddenly flashed across her face, and the smile deepened on her lips, and a teasing idea arose on her lips, and a mischievous mood was born in this way.

"You also draw something for me to analyze."

Mengya moved all the painting utensils that were placed beside her to Enyan's face. Sure enough, it is not easy to be a teacher these days, and she will always meet bad students like this who want to challenge the teacher after a few lessons.

"As a teacher, it is impossible for me to draw for students to analyze."

Even in the face of evil forces, a teacher cannot compromise immediately, and Eun-yeon sticks to her position.

"I want to know if you have a crush on someone."

Enyan thought that Mengya was joking, but this woman's eyes were full of expectation, and there was a stubbornness that could not be rejected, just like a naughty child, who would never give up until he got a toy.

"I'm not interested in love, so I will never have a crush."

This was a completely unexpected answer, and Meng Ya didn't have great expectations, but this answer was more disappointing than no expectations.

Mengya has never had much opinion on other people's private affairs, but this time she felt a fire burning in her body, which burned all the indifferent cells in her body, causing a rush of nosy blood to flow out .

"Why are you not interested in love? In fact, it is a very happy thing to have someone to be with you. Haven't you heard of two is better than one?"

"It's good for me to be alone now. I can have my own private space. When I'm lonely, I still have my friends and family. For me, being in love is dispensable. It's not the whole of life, let alone a necessity."

God created such a beautiful creature for the eyes only, like a soul without emotion inside a beautiful shell.

Mengya's puzzled eyes filled with pity, cast on Enyan's body, making Enyan feel as if she violated the conclusion of the world, and ran counter to everyone in the journey of life.

She didn't want to continue this topic anymore, in order to change the atmosphere, she picked up a few crayons and drew and scribbled on the white paper.

Mengya looked at Enyan's hand holding the crayon, and noticed that her skin was as white as white paper, her catkin-like fingers were dexterously waving on the paper, within a few minutes a piece of pale paper immediately It became lively and interesting, and the rich colors attracted Mengya's attention.

"Okay, what can you tell from this drawing?"

Mengya first held it upright to look at it, and then tilted her head to look at it. She turned around a painting several times and almost lost her head, but she still couldn't see any mystery.

"It's just food in my opinion."

A feeling of being played with replaced Mengya's original self-confidence. In fact, the story has also taught that the consequences of playing tricks are self-inflicted. Mengya has already stepped into the mud, and it is embarrassing whether she advances or retreats at this time.

Enyan raised her brows lightly, and raised the corners of her mouth to make her complacent expression more flamboyant. She picked up the crayon and added some words to the drawing, and then showed it to Mengya.

"So what do you see?"

"The restaurant's sign?"

Eun-yeon grinned.

The words added to the painting were business hours, which evoked some similar scenes in her memory. Her half-belief was to allow herself to maintain some dignity, but the shameful thing was that even her common sense trampled on her remaining dignity .

"Okay, I understand, it's getting late, you're hungry and I'm hungry too, it's my fault, just punish me for a treat tonight."

"Are you planning to invite me to dinner again?"

The noodle restaurant is the place where they meet and get acquainted, so whenever Mengya thinks of eating, she thinks of the noodle restaurant first. Enyan is not so obsessed with noodles, but Mengya seems to be full of faces and unhappy.

"That noodle restaurant wouldn't have closed down without our support. Why don't we go to another restaurant for dinner tonight."

I'm really glad that it's not a faceless displeasure, Enyan secretly let out a sigh of relief, and as soon as she relaxed, images of a few dishes of food immediately appeared in her mind, so she recommended several restaurants with good reputations to Mengya.

The two chatted while tidying up together, and then went downstairs together and walked out of the gallery together. Compared with their usual time of getting off work alone, the air today seems to be a little more lively because of the addition of one person.

The two women who had dinner walked side by side on the street. The bright street lamps on both sides of the road always worked tirelessly to guide the passers-by, and the long street was like a continuous topic for them. If possible, there is always something to talk about.

Watching the time fly by every minute and every second, neither of them knew when to stop. Meng Yaduo hoped that he could advance some time tomorrow to subsidize the end of tonight. He would rather tomorrow be short than hope that this moment could continue .

As the night deepened, the crowd became thinner again. The quiet night was like a closed shop, urging passers-by to leave, stepping reluctantly on the silent road, and even the air I breathed was infected by the parting mood, leaving behind in the chest. A breath of loneliness.

When they stopped at the crossroads and were about to cross the road, suddenly a bicycle came out from the corner and came straight towards them like a rocket. Turn around to avoid accidents.

Enyan was so frightened by this sudden situation that her face paled, and Mengya was also in shock, like a life-saving driftwood caught in a sea full of ups and downs, they hugged each other for a long time without any intention of letting go.

There is a pleasant smell of perfume lingering in the nostrils, the fresh fragrance seems to be in the fragrant flowers. In the past, Mengya didn't think this fragrance would make people nostalgic, but at this moment, there is a feeling of knowing each other and hating each other.

☆, the feeling of walking on the edge

The remaining fright had completely receded, but Enyan melted into this warm embrace like cotton candy. She had an unspeakable attachment to the temperature surrounding her body, just like the solidity of the earth embracing the plain, There is nothing to be afraid of when the wind and rain strike.

Although the feeling of warm and soft jade in her arms is very good, but holding on to the beauty is suspected of being greedy, so Mengya let go of her hand and opened a distance between the two, but her palm still resembled He attracted the other person's arm like a magnet, and his caring tone was full of tenderness.