Chapter 83 Early Death White Moonlight 4 Strange Emotions

Inside the pharmacy.

With Wu Yue watching beside him, Gu Ye quietly let the pharmacist wipe his wound with iodine and then apply medicine.

Gu Ye's eyes swept towards Wu Yue.

Just now he thought...

Forget it, come to think of it, she has never seen such a brutal scene. How could someone living in the sun possibly treat the wound?

Yao Feng came over after reading the message. She took a look inside and asked in confusion, "Xiao Yue?"

She glanced at Gu Ye and didn't recognize him.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon."

Wu Yue was paying and ordered takeout. By the time Gu Ye had his wound treated, the takeout would have arrived.

She remembered that Gu Ye said he had no money, and she had heard Gu Ye's stomach rumbling on the way here.

The book also says that Gu Ye had a difficult time during this period.

Whatever money he had, he would give it to his mother who was receiving treatment in the hospital.

But life did not let him off. There were still many people who disliked him and wanted to bully him, so he became more and more fierce in fighting.

Naturally, whenever he had some free time, he would try to find ways to make money, and he would always stay up until midnight with the burden of life on his shoulders.

Under such circumstances, it is already amazing that he can still maintain a mid-level performance.

Geniuses also need to maintain acquired training, rather than doing nothing and still being smart, otherwise it would be like wasting time.

"Student Gu Ye, I'm leaving first. Take care of yourself." Wu Yue took the bag she had placed on the chair, waved to Gu Ye, and left with Yao Feng.

She didn't say anything like don't fight next time.

If someone comes to attack him, he must protect himself. It's not that he doesn't want to fight. This is a vicious cycle.

In this situation, only when he stands in a high position in the future and becomes the feared Mr. Gu will no one dare to bully him.

Wu Yue actually doesn’t know how to become Gu Ye’s white moonlight.

There are two plots, one is about seeing him injured and caring about him, and the other is dancing at the New Year's Eve party.

But she was also confused about what would happen during this process and how to get through it.

Now she was just doing what she had to do.

It's not just the plot. If other classmates she knows encounter the same thing, she will also help, without any distinction.

Gu Ye said nothing.

He watched Wu Yue leave. When he could no longer see her back, he lost interest and his eyelids drooped.

The pharmacist was about to put a Band-Aid on him, but Gu Ye brushed his hand away and stood up, "No need."

He was about to leave with the bag of medicine when the delivery guy came over, called his name and said it was for him.

Gu Ye was silent for a moment, then he took the rich lunch and smiled again, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his mood improved.

Should I praise her for being attentive?

He was indeed hungry and sleepy.

I worked a part-time job last night and finally saved enough money for a course of treatment to go to the hospital.

He finished work at six in the morning, went home and slept for just two hours before getting up again to do other part-time jobs.

He originally planned to have a quick bite to eat and then go home for a nap before continuing his work in the afternoon. On the way back, he ran into a few thugs who were at odds with him and had a fight with them.

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As they were leaving, Yao Feng asked curiously, "Ayue, do you know him?"

Wu Yue said, "We are classmates and he helped me before. I saw he was injured just now, so I brought him here to buy medicine."

Yao Feng nodded, "So that's how it is."

She didn't care about Gu Ye, as long as he didn't hurt Wu Yue.

The two went to a nearby park to continue taking pictures.

In the afternoon, the time Wu Yue and Pei Lanhe had agreed upon arrived. Yao Feng also had something to do in the afternoon so they made the appointment. Yao Feng was going to attend a photography exhibition together.

Yao Feng has already achieved some success in her favorite professional field, and her father has paved the way for her, so it doesn't matter whether she sits in school or not.

The autumn weather is clear and the sun is not harsh. Pei Lanhe is painting by a lake. There is a garden here. Flowers are blooming in this autumn day, and many people come to appreciate the flowers.

He sat alone in a very quiet corner, with few people passing by, with an easel. His outfit today was warm-colored, making him look less distant.

Wu Yue came here by subway. It was short, just a few minutes' walk from the exit, but the place was too big and she needed to find it.

When she noticed Pei Lanhe walking over, she saw several girls going over to talk to him and want to add him as contact.

Pei Lanhe raised his eyes and glanced at them, his eyes calm and composed. He rejected them directly but also politely, "Sorry, I'm still in high school, I don't like premature love."

"Ha, ha, I won't bother you anymore, junior." This person who is not in love too early blocked everyone's attention. Several girls left in embarrassment, and those who asked for contact information covered their faces with their hands.

It's true. I finally mustered up the courage to be extroverted, but ended up being introverted for a while afterwards.

Because Pei Lanhe is tall and has a steady personality, and now he is not wearing a school uniform, he is already seventeen or eighteen years old, and looks like a college boy. Who would have thought that?

Just like today's children, some are really precocious, not only in their thinking but also in their appearance. Some are already 1.8 meters tall when they are just in junior high school or even elementary school.

However, this embarrassing situation is better than asking for contact information and taking out the Little Talent children's watch.

When Wu Yue walked over and heard this conversation, she burst out laughing.

Hearing the familiar laughter, Pei Lanhe looked up at her, and his indifferent eyes seemed to be filled with warmth, not so cold anymore.

Wu Yue shook the bag in her hand and said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Look, I brought two cups of milk tea."

As she spoke, Pei Lanhe's gaze moved down, landed on the milk tea for a moment, and then looked at Wu Yue.

As she crouched beside him, his eyes moved downward.

Wu Yue explained, "Well, it's a buy one get one free deal, and I thought it was a rare good opportunity, so I bought it."

Before coming, she asked Pei Lanhe if he wanted to drink, and he said no.

It’s just that Wu Yue wanted to drink it when she saw it, and she happened to see that the store was having a limited-time buy-one-get-one-free promotion, so she bought it.

"It's okay if you don't want to drink, I can..."

As she was speaking, a hand was extended in front of her. His fingers were very beautiful, making people want to play with them.

Pei Lanhe said, "Okay."

Wu Yue curved her lips and smiled slightly. She handed the milk tea with a straw and held it up. "There are two flavors. Which one do you want?"

Pei Lanhe took a look and couldn't tell the difference.

Human food does not satisfy him and has no flavor, so he rarely eats it.

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Pei Lanhe lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Yue's bright smile. In the end, he chose the orange one.

She looked very similar to her today, and the visual color she gave him was bright orange.

Wu Yue handed it to him.

This is her favorite store, and she doesn't know what Pei Lanhe likes.

Seeing him take the first sip, Wu Yue asked, "How does it feel? If you don't like it, don't drink it. It's okay."

"Sure." Pei Lanhe hesitated for a moment, then added slowly, "It tastes great."

As for what it tasted like, he didn't mention it because they didn't drink the same flavor and she didn't tell him first.

And she will definitely know what this cup tastes like.

"As long as you like it." Wu Yue was a little surprised. She didn't expect that such a cold-looking person actually liked to eat sweet things.

She came to deliver a coat. She washed and dried it last night, and hung it out to dry overnight, so it's ready now.

The clothes were delivered and she was about to leave.

Wu Yue is planning to leave.

During this time, she took a look at Pei Lanhe's painting, which was a beautiful piece of flowers and plants blooming under the blue sky.

The painting style is childish yet refreshing in a unique way. It can be used as wallpaper, which is the style that Wu Yue likes.

Wu Yue praised, "Pei Lanhe, your painting skills are really good. No wonder Grandpa Huo asked you to go and see the paintings."

"It's okay, as long as I draw more." Pei Lanhe did not show any emotion towards the praise or slander from others.

It was just that in response to Wu Yue's frank expression of love, he seemed to feel an unfamiliar factor of pleasure transmitted deep into his brain, feeding back into his entire being.

Pei Lanhe said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

This was the first time he gave away a painting.

Grandpa Huo saw it before and wanted to buy it, but he refused.

"Really?" Wu Yue was quite tempted, "Let me buy it with you."

Taking it home and framing it and hanging it at home would make a great decoration. She doesn't like tedious paintings, so this is just right for her.

"No need to buy it." Pei Lanhe doesn't need this little money.

As long as she likes it.

He didn't want money, and Wu Yue felt embarrassed, but since she had already asked for his painting, it would be awkward for her to just leave.

She found a place to sit down and chat for a while. "Are you good at landscape painting or portrait painting?"

She opened the topic, and Pei Lanhe said more, "I'm not good at it, but I can do it with some effort."

After a pause, he looked at Wu Yue and asked, "Do you want to draw?"

Wu Yue misunderstood and waved her hand modestly, "Me? I don't have any talent for painting, I just learned it for fun."

"I mean." Pei Lanhe pursed his lips, his eyes serious, and then added, "Do you want me to draw you?"

"Huh?"

Wu Yue was stunned for a moment, she blinked, and when she saw Pei Lanhe said this, she turned her head to sip milk tea and wash her paintbrush. She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "If I can have this honor, of course I want it."

Pei Lanhe nodded slightly, "Okay. Wait a moment."

Seeing that he had changed the drawing paper and was about to start painting, Wu Yue was inexplicably nervous, "Do you need me to strike a pose?"

"Need not."

Hearing this, Wu Yue sat quietly beside him.

She watched with her own eyes as Pei Lanhe used a brush to outline the lines, gradually filling them in, until an outline appeared at the back.

The scene doesn't seem to be here, but last night.

When he had finished nearly half of the painting, Wu Yue noticed it.

This was her eating a baked sweet potato when they went out last night, taking a bite and looking up at him with a silly smile.

Ah, how come even a little bit on the edge of the mouth was drawn.

Wu Yue blushed in embarrassment.

However, Pei Lanhe's painting skills are really good, and he can portray her joyful appearance on paper very realistically.

This made her feel like she was seeing what she looked like for the first time, which was a completely different feeling from looking at herself in the mirror.

Wu Yue sat beside him with her hands on her face, occasionally whispering that she wanted to add a clip to her hair.

Pei Lanhe just nodded.

He drew a small star clip and painted it light blue.

Wu Yue was quite curious, "Why are you drawing twinkle twinkle little stars?"

She thought Pei Lanhe would ask her what style of clip she wanted, and she thought about it in her mind, but she didn't expect him to ask and just started drawing it himself.

Pei Lanhe answered the question irrelevantly and looked down at her, "You don't like it?"

Wu Yue looked up and met his eyes. It was as if she saw a galaxy, deep, distant, and lonely.

"I like it." Wu Yue smiled and shook her head. "It's very beautiful. I really like it. Thank you for painting me so beautifully."

Hearing her say that she liked him, Pei Lanhe's eyebrows softened and his tone changed slightly, "You're welcome."

"Pei Lanhe."

"Um?"

"Actually, I have a question for you."

"Um."

"Have you always been so quiet?" Wu Yue complained in a low voice, "Or maybe I talk too much and disturb you. I'm making you unhappy by sitting here."

Although she looks like a cold and aloof goddess, she actually talks a lot in private, tends to be greedy, and likes to tell jokes, but most of them are cold jokes.

"No." Pei Lanhe paused and looked into her eyes. "You didn't talk too much, and you didn't disturb me."

"I just..."

He was speechless, as if he couldn't find a good description for a moment.

"I just... rarely get along with people." Pei Lanhe drooped her eyelashes. "I'm listening to what you say."

He meant to tell her that he just didn't say much in response, but he didn't mean to disrespect her.

Wu Yue nodded in understanding and laughed again, "So that's how it is. I'm glad I didn't cause you any trouble."

She looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds. "It looks like it's going to rain. Let's go back. We didn't bring an umbrella with us today. It will be troublesome if it really rains."

"good."

Pei Lanhe didn't object. He packed up his drawing board and the two of them took the subway together, but in opposite directions.

It takes Wu Yue about half an hour to get home.

Pei Lanhe seemed to have calculated the time, and she received the message from him just a few minutes after she arrived home.

[Home?]

[Just arrived, how about you?]

[Luckily we came back early, it really rained]

Raindrops hit the window, and Wu Yue went to close the balcony window.

[Um. ]

[I forgot to take your painting.]

Over there, Pei Lanhe was coloring the painting.

But he drew a new one.

The same night scene. However, Wu Yue was not alone. There was a man standing beside her, his selfish motives at work.

As for why it was painted like this, he didn't understand.

But when he was painting by the lake, he always felt that something was missing. Now that he has added it in, this imperfection is perfect.

"Pei Pei, you are happy"

"Scan result: Pleasure value 80"

The little robot came over again. Today there were still fireworks, and there were also some very earthy flowers blooming all over the screen.

Pei Lanhe denied everything, "No."

It’s just that the speed of denial this time is slower than last time.

The little robot ignored him and continued to bloom.

Pei Lanhe pursed his lips and stared at the painting for a long time, placing the unfinished milk tea beside him.

Is he...happy? It's a strange emotion.

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