Chapter 56: Three Years of Painting Scrolls

  "Oh dear, before we even arrived, you two have already come over for a date!"

  Yang Chengyu walked at the front, with a mischievous grin on his face. Every time he saw Ceng Yanqiu and Ji Ningning walking together, he didn't want to ask himself what kind of mood he was in, never taking care of his emotions, sometimes he even felt like a knight in a comic book, the prince and princess were together, he would protect the princess's happiness even if he was alone.

  But who says it's not? Many boys have a goddess in their hearts when they're young, and for the sake of that goddess, they'd brave boiling water and walk through fire without hesitation.

  "Don't talk nonsense! Who's dating?" Cen Yanqiu glared at Yang Chengyu, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and also spotted Leng Yiyang. For some reason, his heart suddenly tightened again, wondering if Leng Yiyang's body could withstand the cold on this winter evening. At first, he really didn't want to agree to let Leng Yiyang come over, but then he thought about it, letting him come over might be good for Leng Yiyang's illness. Although he always tried to think positively, he was still afraid in his heart, so maybe letting Leng Yiyang come over could also make him a little happier.

  At this time, Cen Yanqiu also discovered that Leng Yiyang was holding a file bag and three scrolls of paintings.

  Ji Ningning looked at everyone, then smiled slightly and said: "Let's sit down quickly and have some snacks, the mom of Qiu made them, I'm really looking forward to trying them!"

  At this time, Ge Jinghang nodded and said: "Right, there are many places next to the square, let's sit down and eat slowly!"

  A large group of people walked towards the rain canopy beside the square. Under the rain canopy, there were tables and chairs where people would sit and chat when they had nothing to do. At this time, a long row of rain canopies was filled with many people who came out to celebrate Christmas, making the square lively. Several "Santas" played with children in the snowy ground.

  Just as they sat down, Cen Yanqiu put a big bag of dim sum on the table with a smile, "My mom made these dim sum by herself, everyone try some!"

  Several boys and girls, regardless of their age, rushed to grab the snacks on the table, like hungry wolves pouncing on sheep, each one completely lacking in elegance.

  Leng Yiyang sat down beside Cen Yanqiu, watching everyone scramble to grab pastries. He also felt a little happy in his heart. He reached out and picked up a pastry, putting it in his mouth to savor slowly. It was very sweet, but not greasy. Leng Yiyang himself wasn't someone who liked sweets, and he didn't know how delicious this pastry was. But today, everyone gathered together, probably not just for the pastries.

  Leng Yiyang finished eating a piece of dim sum, then handed the three scrolls in his hand to Cen Yanqiu and said: "Qiu, the promotional poster for the Cartoon Society's third anniversary, I've finished drawing it, let's submit it together."

  "It was truly fortunate to have you join us." Xun Yanqiu took the painting and smiled faintly. In fact, it wasn't just fortunate, but a blessing of three lifetimes to meet someone like Leng Yiyang, such a wonderful friend. Even though he usually didn't say much, Xun Yanqiu knew that Leng Yiyang cherished the club and their friends dearly. At first, Xun Yanqiu had never thought that after establishing the club, he would meet such a good friend.

  Leng Yi Yang didn't speak, his gaze shifted to the person sitting across from him. Everyone was laughing and having a good time, nothing had changed. At this moment, his eyes also fell on Ouyang Yun Qing who had been quietly lowering her head, seeing her like that made him feel a little sad, he hadn't forgotten that he promised her to be her boyfriend for a day. But today his illness had been bothering him all day, so he couldn't come out. Now everyone was here, but he didn't know if this counted as a date or not.

  On the square, Christmas songs are floating around, children are jumping and skipping on the snowy ground of the square, every smile seems carefree.

  At this time, Zhou Zhanling squeezed to Leng Yiyang's side and smiled: "Leng Zha, what kind of poster did you draw? Can't we see it now? Everyone is here, you can also explain it to us."

  "Yes, I'd like to hear you tell us in person what these three paintings mean." Tan Shizhe's gaze also fell on him, his eyes were always gentle, but at this moment, there was a hint of sadness that not everyone could detect, hidden deep within. No one understood the taste of loss better than he did. Many people turned their backs and really never came back again.

  "I also want to know..."

  "Me too..."

  "Come on, hurry up and say something..."

  Leng Yiyang saw the expectant eyes of everyone, and his heart was also slightly happy. He smiled faintly, looked at Xun Yanqiu beside him, and also saw Xun's expectant gaze. Leng Yiyang said calmly: "Originally, it was going to be told to everyone anyway, and no one asked for anyone's opinion. It was painted based on my own thoughts, and I don't know if everyone will like it."

  Cen Yanqiu handed one of the scrolls in his hand to Ji Ningning opposite him, and one to Yang Chengyu beside him. The three of them all unrolled their paintings.

  "Yu Shao is holding the first one." Leng Yiyang looked at the three paintings, his eyes falling on the one in Yang Chengyu's hand.

  Everyone gathered in front of Yang Chengyu, looked closely at the painting opened with both hands, a group of boys and girls sat on the grass, gazing up at the azure sky.

  "Like us..." Xiang Xiao Hai had just stood up to look at the painting, and now sat back down, his cute little tiger teeth showing again, and said, "Naive and romantic we, pursuing what's ahead."

  "But the sky is flowing, that's confusion." Bai Liya sat next to Zeng Xiao Hai, this painting couldn't help but remind her of her own confused future, that distant person, so far away she could only look up and gaze.

  Leng Yiyang took a slight breath and said, "You're all right, this is indeed us in our first year of high school, full of energy and curiosity about the future. Even if we're lost, we can walk together."

  "Ah, this is exactly my heart's voice... no matter what, let's all be together." Li Yu Chen was a relatively melancholic and sensitive girl who also had a lively and cheerful side. She looked at the painting in Yang Cheng Yu's hand and couldn't help but sigh, that was her pursuit.

  "Hmm..." Leng Yiyang smiled faintly, his eyes falling on the painting in Jin Yan's hand, "The one in your hand is from the second year, it's something I imagined."

  Everyone looked at the painting in Cen Yanqiu's hand, which depicted the same scene, but a group of young boys and girls were no longer sitting, but walking forward. Looking at the backs of the children in the painting, everyone fell silent.

  Leng Yiyang smiled faintly and said: "In the second year of high school, everyone should have moved forward. Originally I wanted to draw everyone running together, but I was worried that some children would be left behind."

  "This painting, I like it very much..." Ji Ningning also smiled slightly.

  Leng Yiyang looked at the painting in Ji Ningning's hand and said: "The one in Ningning's hand is from three years ago."

  "But there's nothing..." At this time, the oldest child here, Luo Xuanling spoke up.

  The third painting also cannot be said to have nothing, the blue sky and white clouds, green grassland are all there, but there is not a single human figure, while in the sky, however, there are several birds flying freely.

  "It's actually because I couldn't draw it out anymore, so I can only leave it like this." Leng Yiyang shrugged and said with a smile.

  At this time, everyone was silent, and it was unusually quiet. Each person had their own thoughts as they looked at the third painting.

  "Perhaps I understand." Lu Xiangling spoke first.

  Leng Yiyang felt extremely relieved in his heart, finally having painted it out, painting out the ideas in his mind. "Alright, put it away, let's have some snacks."