The boy opposite put all the duck blood vermicelli in his bowl into the girl's bowl and said with a smile, "Have some."

"I can't eat so much, don't give it to me." The girl looked at the boy shyly, her eyes full of worry, "You can't eat enough."

"It doesn't matter, I'll be full when you're full." The boy smiled carelessly, not paying attention to the movements of his hands.

Looking at the young couple opposite, Nie Xunhuan narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, it was so sweet.

Bo Junyi tilted his head and looked at her lightly, and found that she looked thoughtful. He stared at the boy opposite and seemed to understand something.

After eating, Nie Xunhuan came out and took Bo Junyi to S University.

She never thought that one day she would return to this place with Bo Junyi.

She didn't even know what she was thinking just now, and actually invited Bo Junyi to come along.

S University was no stranger to both of them.

One of them was a student taking a leave of absence, and the other was a donor.

The campus was very lively, with people promoting clubs, distributing flyers, and even selling some special snacks. It was very lively.

Walking in the bustling crowd, Nie Xunhuan felt as if she was in another world, as if she no longer belonged here.

She didn't know if she would still have the courage she had when she took a leave of absence when the company got on track and she came back to study here.

"Senior, would you like to try one?" A little girl in a pink kimono stood in front of her, holding a bowl of takoyaki in her hand.

Seeing the takoyaki, she felt a little nostalgic.

But she felt a little embarrassed when the other party called her a senior.

Perhaps it was because she was dressed too maturely that the other party mistook her for that.

"Okay." She smiled and took out her wallet from her backpack, but the handsome and tall man next to her was one step ahead of her and had already taken out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the girl.

The girl took it happily and immediately ran to the stall to get the change.

After waiting for a minute, she came back and handed the change and a serving of hot takoyaki to Bo Junyi.

Nie Zhaohuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They obviously came here together, but now the little girl only had eyes for Bo Junyi.

Bo Junyi had a cold expression and ignored her.

The girl's face turned slightly red, probably because she didn't expect that a boy would reject such a cute girl.

Nie Xunhuan shook his head helplessly and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

The embarrassment was relieved, the girl nodded and handed her the change and takoyaki.

Bo Junyi walked away, and Nie Xunhuan had to follow.

The girl stared at Bo Junyi's handsome back, a little reluctant to leave.

She pierced a takoyaki with a bamboo stick and asked Bo Junyi, "Do you want to try it?"

Bo Junyi shook his head, his black eyes were as cold as ice under the flickering lights.

I thought he wouldn't eat it, but he actually lowered his head and swallowed a takoyaki.

Seeing him eat, she was still very surprised.

"Are you going to eat more?" Nie Xunhuan asked with some anticipation.

"It's not delicious." Bo Junyi said coldly.

Nie Xunhuan pouted, saying it was obviously delicious, maybe he didn't know how to appreciate it!

She also ate one, and it tasted really good, even better than those small shops specializing in takoyaki.

Bo Junyi's dark and cold eyes stared at her indifferently, watching her eating takoyaki with the bamboo stick that had just fed him. Something seemed to ignite quickly in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

"Let's go to the Art Department." Bo Junyi said in a deep voice. Nie

Xunhuan was stunned for a moment. What was there to see there?

And the Art Department probably didn't prepare anything.

Bo Junyi found the Art Department very easily, and Nie Xunhuan threw the box of takoyaki she had eaten into the trash can and followed him.

The Art Department prepared an art exhibition, but it was very cold here, and not many people came.

Bo Junyi glanced at the notice board, read the introduction, and walked in.

Nie Xunhuan didn't pay much attention and went straight in.

The Art Department has undergone major changes. Many classrooms have been vacated and students' works have been placed in them.

In addition to the works of current students, there are also many works of graduates from here, some of which have even won major awards internationally.

Nie Xunhuan followed Bo Junyi, not knowing what he was looking for.

They walked past several classrooms without going in to look, and came directly to the large classroom.

When she got to the large classroom, she saw the flyer posted on the door. Here were paintings that had won international awards throughout the years, including hers.

She was stunned for a moment. Did Bo Junyi want to see her paintings? She became nervous

all of a sudden, wondering what expression Bo Junyi would have when he saw her works.

However, he would not care. She was really thinking too much.

When she went in, Bo Junyi was already standing in front of an oil painting admiring it.

The oil painting was placed in a display cabinet on the wall. Even through the glass, she could still recognize it at a glance. It was the work she created when she was admitted to the Department of Fine Arts. She also won the International Newcomer Award with it.

The name of the painting is "First Love".

She walked over lightly and secretly glanced at Bo Junyi. His cold and handsome profile was terribly serious.

This is a portrait of Duan Ye.

It was the picture of her when she sent Duan Ye to the airport, she shouted Duan Ye loudly, and he turned around and stared at her.

That picture has been frozen in her mind, and then she painted it.

She had not expected to win the prize, but the judges commented on the painting by saying that the man in the painting had clean and pure eyes.

It was clearly about first love, but the judges did not comment on the love in the eyes of the man in the painting, but only talked about the painting itself. I wonder if this also explains something.

"There are other paintings here, go and have a look." Nie Xunhuan tried to talk to Bo Junyi to divert his attention.

For some reason, the way he stared at the painting was like a cheetah staring at its prey, wishing to tear Duan Ye inside into pieces.

Bo Junyi listened to her advice and walked inside, but the next painting was still hers.

She wanted to cry but had no tears. Why put up two paintings when one would be enough?

Although this painting has nothing to do with Duan Ye, it is very metaphorical.

There is another person in the painting, an eighteen-year-old boy. The boy's appearance is undoubtedly handsome, but his eyes give people a feeling of uneasiness and fear.

Bo Junyi stared at the introduction on the whiteboard under the painting. The painting is called "Demon".

The person in the painting seems familiar, combined with the environment that Nie Xunhuan was in at the time, Bo Junyi has understood.

That man is the first love, the beauty, and he is the devil, the nightmare!

He turned around coldly and looked at Nie Xunhuan who took a step back beside him, his pupils were dark and gloomy.

"That... I was young and ignorant." Her dark peach eyes flashed with a trace of regret. If she had known, she would not have brought Bo Junyi.