Wendy held the portrait, her face was covered, she drew the picture as she turned to look at the side of the window. Wendy held the picture, her face was covered, she drew the picture as she turned her head to look out the window, she painted the picture as she looked out of the window.
"Oh my god, could it be that one just now …" "Warren?" Cathy also realized that this portrait was extremely beautiful, even a single pencil could draw such a stunning picture.
Wendy looked surprised: "Who is Warren?"
"Warren is the genius painter of our school, and he is also very handsome. The one who drew this painting was him, he must have asked someone else to help him deliver it." Cathy immediately turned her head and looked around: "He's not here, he's definitely leaving."
Wendy frowned: "Why does he want to draw me?"
"Of course, he like you. I heard that he's most famous for painting buildings. I didn't expect him to be so good at painting. He's so envious of you. You were so popular with boys when you transferred here." Cathy looked at Wendy, her eyes filled with admire.
Wendy couldn't help but rub her forehead. "I really don't need anyone to pay attention to me."
"Why? Wasn't it good to be noticed? I don't want to be noticed. " Cathy looked at her strangely.
"What's the benefits of it? " Wendy laughed bitterly.
Although she could tell that Wendy really didn't like being noticed, she was also really jealous.
"Wendy, do you want to take this painting home? I feel that it's a pity that it was thrown away. " Cathy asked.
Wendy took another look at the painting. It would be a pity to tear or throw it away.
"I'll keep it for now. No one has drawn me so well." Wendy was a little conceited. Nobody was willing to destroy something that could nourish the eyes.
"Wendy, my dance class is almost started. I'll be taking my leave first." Cathy looked at her watch anxiously.
"Alright, you can leave first. I'll stay for a while." Wendy smiled and waved goodbye to her.
Cathy carried her backpack and quickly ran out of the library.
She ran along the school's boulevard, sprinting all the way to the field at the back of the school. Standing by the railings, she could see the seniors of the class in the distance, who were currently in the middle of their classes. A student wearing an army green hat and a military green uniform was standing in front of the team, seeming to be lecturing them.
Cathy stared at Duke's back figure with greed. No matter how she looked, Duke's gaze was so cool that it entered her heart.
In the past, she always thought that it was impossible for a man's body to be so perfect that it would shock others, but when she saw Duke's back, it overturned all of her knowledge. It was as straight as a pine tree, with a ratio of gold, firm muscles, and long legs.
Cathy couldn't help but look towards the railing at the side. She realized that she wasn't the only girl that was secretly watching Duke's lessons, there were even many girls who were secretly admiring him.
"Shameless!" Cathy was inexplicably angry, she did not realize before, but now she realized that the girls in school were all shameless.
When Cathy saw Duke leading the group and jogging over, she was so shy that she immediately hid in the bushes. Her heart was beating even faster, even though she knew Duke would not pay attention to her, her heart was still beating fast, and her face was flushed red.
Cathy looked at the time, it was really too late, she could only look at Duke's back unwillingly, and ran towards the dance classroom.
Wendy had been reading for more than an hour, and was just making a statement when her phone suddenly rang. She turned to look, it was Driver who had arrived at school, and was about to send her home.
Wendy could only pack her things quickly and head towards the Walk Outside of the library. The sky was hazy, the library was in front of a green main road, Wendy had just climbed down from the stairs, when a tall figure suddenly walked out, startling her.
"Did you accept my painting?" The boy asked her with a smile.
When Wendy raised her head, she saw a handsome face. It was unfamiliar but very clean.
"You drew it?" Wendy immediately raised her brows, and pushed the painting in her hands into his embrace with great displeasure: "Here you go."
"Don't you like it?" When Warren saw that she had rejected the offer, a hint of disappointment flashed across her face.
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