Gao Meng noticed that she had started writing and turned to look at her profile.
People who are serious are always very good-looking. Qiao Qiu has a gentle appearance and a very soft profile. When she is quiet, she has an indescribable temperament.
Gao Meng had an indescribable feeling towards Qiao Qiu. She had never cared about anyone so much before, and she couldn't help but pay attention to her affairs.
She hasn't had many friends over the years, so it's good that she became friends with Qiao Qiu. They had different experiences, but they were the same in that they didn't have any friends.
Qiao Qiu drew sketches extremely fast, her hand movements almost imperceptible. In no time, she had propped up her drawing board and looked at Gao Meng, "How is it?"
Qiao Qiu drew Gao Meng's profile, which was exactly the scene Qiao Qiu saw before she started drawing.
Gao Meng took the drawing board and examined it carefully. Whether it was the depth of color or the smoothness of the lines, it was all very good. The image of herself on the drawing board was like seeing herself in a mirror, almost 99% accurate in reproducing her appearance.
"You managed to draw so realistically in such a short time. Can you give me some pointers on drawing?" Gao Meng asked Qiao Qiu.
Qiao Qiu was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head and placed her hands on her knees. "You draw well, let the teacher teach you."
"Even the teacher can't draw as well as you." Gao Meng gave a very high evaluation.
Qiao Qiu smiled slightly, "Painting isn't just about practice; you also need to find inspiration and let your paintings express their soul. If your paintings can express their soul, then they are the best."
Gao Meng nodded. "You're right."
"It's getting late. Are you staying at school or going home?" Qiao Qiu turned her head to look at her.
"go home."
"Do you have a car? I'll give you a ride?" Qiao Qiu asked.
Gao Meng glanced at her and shook her head. "No."
"Then I'll take you there."
"good."
Gao Meng put the painting away and followed Qiao Qiu to the parking area.
"Qiao Qiu, I just heard you talking to the homeroom teacher."
"Was it intentional? Or just a coincidence?" Qiao Qiu realized that after finding Gao Meng, her telepathic connection with him wasn't as strong anymore. Otherwise, she wouldn't have failed to notice Gao Meng when she sat down just now.
"I just happened to be passing by." Gao Meng was a little embarrassed. If she said that she did it on purpose, Qiao Qiu might think something of her. She still wanted to be friends with Qiao Qiu and didn't want to leave a bad impression on her.
"How much did you hear?" Qiao Qiu asked.
"Not much, I just heard the words 'suicide pact'." When she heard those two words, Gao Meng felt a strong sense of unease, so she followed her heart and left the place.
"You did hear the key point, so I doubt you'll tell anyone. I was too impulsive. There are still many beautiful things in this world, like you." Qiao Qiu winked and smiled, looking extremely playful.
Gao Meng was slightly moved upon hearing these two words, but remained silent.
As the two walked to the parking area, Zhou Nan suddenly came out, "Qiao Qiu, you..."
Zhou Nan's voice stopped abruptly. He saw Gao Meng, and all the words stuck in his throat.
Qiao Qiu was annoyed when she saw him. "Get out of my way. What I do is my business, and it has nothing to do with you now."
Zhou Nan walked up to Qiao Qiu, glanced at Gao Meng, and then looked at Qiao Qiu. "Qiao Qiu, I'm sorry. You can hit me, you can scold me, but please, never hurt yourself again."
"Whatever I do next has nothing to do with you. Zhou Nan, from the moment you sent me that photo, we were no longer even friends." Qiao Qiu's gaze towards Zhou Nan was extremely cold.
Zhou Nan was filled with regret at this moment, but he had no words to persuade Qiao Qiu to stay.
Qiao Qiu walked past him and got into the car. Gao Meng followed her into the car.
Qiao Qiu honked the horn, and Zhou Nan moved aside.
After the car was moved out of the parking space, it sped away.
Zhou Nan sighed, turned and left, his back view heavy with sorrow.
Qiao Qiu deleted the photos last night. She wanted to go to the police station to report Zhou Nan, but Zhou Nan had not said anything about wanting the original owner to die.
The original owner died purely because he couldn't think straight.
"Qiao Qiu, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Qiao Qiu replied. "Where do you live?"
"East City, Jinxiu Manor"
Qiao Qiu laughed in surprise, "So you're a hidden tycoon after all."
"How so?"
"The Jinxiu Manor in Dongcheng is full of detached villas, all in a European and American style, only two stories high, extremely elegant, and each one costs more than a million to buy."
“You seem to be familiar with this,” Gao Meng said.
"How should I put it?" Qiao Qiu said with a smile, "I also live in Jinxiu Manor."
"So that's how it is." Gao Meng laughed as well.
"You should have a car, right? Why are you saying you don't?" Qiao Qiu asked.
"Because I want to talk to you more."
Qiao Qiu smiled and dismissed it.
After sending Gao Meng back, Qiao Qiu also went back to her own home, cooked herself a meal, and then tidied up the house.
Then, she discovered the hidden camera…
She had initially thought that the original owner's parents really didn't care about her at all, but now she realized she was wrong.
Qiao Qiu received a phone call that evening from her mother.
I mainly asked her how she was feeling, whether she had any physical discomfort or anything like that, and then I told her about some of my own experiences, rambling on and on for about half an hour.
Qiao Qiu went through the original owner's memories and confirmed that this was the longest phone call her mother had ever made to her.
It's possible that Qiao Qiu was genuinely frightened when she swallowed the "medicine".
Since her mother didn't ask, Qiao Qiu didn't bring up the matter of swallowing the "medicine".
She also knew that the reason her mother said so much to her was actually to imply that no matter what, one must learn to be strong.
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qiu couldn't calm down for a long time. No matter how far away her parents were, how could there really be parents who didn't care about their children's life or death?
This reminded her of her parents, though she couldn't remember their faces very clearly anymore.
I mainly asked her how she was feeling, whether she had any physical discomfort or anything like that, and then I told her about some of my own experiences, rambling on and on for about half an hour.
Since her mother didn't ask, Qiao Qiu didn't bring up the matter of swallowing the "medicine".
She also knew that the reason her mother said so much to her was actually to imply that no matter what, one must learn to be strong.
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qiu was unable to calm down for a long time. Even when her parents asked her about it, Qiao Qiu did not take the initiative to tell them about swallowing the pills.
And knowing that her mother was concerned, Qiao Qiu didn't bring up the matter of her swallowing the "medicine".
And she also knew that the reason her mother... (The sentence is incomplete and appears to be a fragment from a larger text. It's unclear what the connection is between the two.)
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