Chapter 2248: 77? Qiqi? Twelve

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"I'm not the same." Zhong Ruizhen's face finally appeared a look different from before.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit bitter, and she lowered her eyes. "Since I was a child, I only like to sit in the studio and draw. There is a slight social obstacle."

"..."

"I tried to change before, so all the banquets arranged at home were attended, and later I found that when I went to that kind of place, I would only find a quiet place to sit until the end of the banquet and not talk to people.

Zhong Ruixuan's hand holding the water glass tightened, her eyes darkened.

"The doctor said that I was ill and asked me to cooperate with the treatment, but I didn't think I had a problem." Zhong Ruixi whispered softly.

Her character makes few friends around her.

The girl would not take the initiative to make friends with her, the boy would feel that she was cold, and she had always talked and did not respond, so naturally she would not find her again.

Actually, she doesn't like to talk to others, but she doesn't know what she should say ...

Is this sick?

"You are really ill, but your temper is a bit colder, which is not bad."

Fanfan took off his scarf and hung it on the back of the chair.

Just as the waiter came up with the coffee, he pushed the caramel macchiato in front of Zhong Ruiyan: "You are like my sister, she likes to drink this."

"Really, I just don't think the caramel macchiato is so bitter to drink." Zhong Ruixi rarely showed a playful smile.

Fanfan shook his **** and smiled, "Even the reason is the same."

Fanfan stirred the coffee in the cup and took a light sip.

"I heard that you are a painting professional. What style of painting do you like?"

"Italian revival paintings, although I majored in sketching, but I also like to use bold oil paintings. Extremely pure and extremely bright, they have a visual impact ..."

Zhong Ruihuan talked about his hobbies and talked openly.

I didn't drink the coffee in front of me, but I heard Fan Fan's occasional comments, and found that he also seems to be very researched on painting, and he became more active in talking.

You two came to me and talked for almost half an hour.

The coffee in the Fanfan cup is almost finished.

Zhong Ruizhen just wanted to ask him if he wanted to refill another glass, and when he spoke, he suddenly realized what he was doing, and the whole person was quiet.

Instead, Fanfan smiled.

"In fact, you are not sick at all, it's just that you have a bad personality and can't find a topic suitable for chatting. If someone is willing to talk to you about what you like, you should have no problem communicating."

"..." Zhong Ruihuan was still a little hesitant, as if thinking about his words.

Soon, it seemed as if he had realized that he had done it on purpose, and looked up at him, with ripples in his eyes.

"Thank you."

"You don't need to be so polite. You are a classmate of Liuliu. You should be one year younger than me. You can call me Van Gogh like her."

Looking back at Zhong Ruihuan: "It should be difficult to take a taxi at this time. I will take you back first."

Vatican said, getting up from his chair.

Zhong Ruizhen followed him, saw him pay the bill, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

Follow him out.

When he reached the door, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, asking a little awkwardly: "Will the restaurant you cancelled today have a place if it passes now?"

Fanfan didn't know why she was looking at her.

Zhong Ruixi's cheeks were pale, and she finally found courage, and said, "I want to invite you to dinner."