"Get in the car."
Seeing him standing blankly outside the car, Su Qiao jumped out of the driver's seat, walked over and opened the passenger door for him.
Jiang Yihan took a deep breath, got into the car, and put the backpack on the seat behind.
Su Qiao sat back in the driver's seat, leaned over to fasten his seat belt, took out a blueberry-flavored lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Wearing seat belts... shouldn't it be done by boys?
This is what is written on the Internet.
Is it wrong?
Jiang Yihan was originally blushing in embarrassment because she was too close, but suddenly a lollipop was stuffed into his mouth, and he was stunned for a moment.
That cute look made Su Qiao laugh, "Is it sweet?"
Jiang Yihan licked it reflexively and nodded shyly. "Sweet."
"I also brought cakes, snacks, and drinks. We will eat them when we go up the mountain."
"By the way, I have prepared the easel, frame, paints and palette. We will paint together later. Today we will play until dark and then come back."
With that said, Su Qiao started the car skillfully.
Jiang Yihan quietly glanced sideways at her, and when Su Qiao looked over, he quickly turned his head and looked forward.
The sour and sweet taste in his mouth was just like his heart at the moment, sweet but with a little uneasiness.
These days were the freest, most comfortable, and happiest times in his life.
He wanted to have such beautiful days forever, have such a beautiful her, and have her stay with him like this forever.
But he knew that this was unlikely.
These beautiful days were stolen from him.
Maybe it will be over soon... soon, because there is one person who won't allow it.
Along the way, the two of them didn't say anything. Su Qiao concentrated on driving, while Jiang Yihan was worried about gains and losses.
Xiangshan was just on the outskirts of the city, not very far away. After more than forty minutes, they had arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Su Qiao parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them climbed up carrying their sketchpads and backpacks.
When we climbed to a large lawn at the top of the mountain, it was just past eight o'clock.
Just in time to see the rising sun.
Su Qiao quickly threw down his backpack, set up their drawing boards, and handed him the paints and palette:
"Come on, you can draw whatever you want. No one will control you here, and no one will restrict you."
As he spoke, he quickly spread a small floral plastic tablecloth on the grass, poured out the contents of his backpack, and laid them out one by one.
"Also, if you're thirsty, there's water and drinks here. If you're hungry, there's snacks, as well as small cakes and snacks. You can take them by yourself, you know?"
"Yeah."
Jiang Yihan Looking at the figure squatting beside the tablecloth, placing things and chattering instructions, he couldn't help but relax.
Why can life be so beautiful?
Why is she so good?
At this moment, he felt like he was dreaming.
All of this was made up in his dream, and she was also a figment of his imagination.
Because his life can't be so beautiful, and there can't be someone as beautiful as her in his world.
Su Qiao saw him staring at her in a daze, so she walked over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Why are you dazed? Draw quickly. The mountains and forests in the morning and the rising sun are the most unique scenery now."
Jiang Yihan woke up from the confusion.
The girl in front of her has those smart eyes and that smiling smile.
It's all so real.
He... wasn't dreaming.
All of this is real.
She... is also real.
very nice.
How nice.