Chapter 2248 77? Qiqi? (Twelve)

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"I'm different." Zhong Ruishu's face finally showed a different expression than before.

The smile on her lips was a little bitter, and she lowered her eyes, "I have only liked sitting in the studio and painting since I was a child, and I have a slight social barrier."

"..."

"I tried to change before, so I would attend all the banquets arranged by my family. Later, I found that when I went to such a place, I would only find a quiet place to sit until the banquet was over and would not talk to anyone."

Zhong Ruishu's hand holding the water glass tightened, and her eyes became darker.

"The doctor said I was sick and asked me to cooperate with the treatment, but I don't think there is anything wrong with me." Zhong Ruishu said softly.

Her character makes her have very few friends around her.

Girls will not take the initiative to be friends with her, and boys will think she is aloof and cold, and keep chatting up without responding, so naturally they will not look for her again.

In fact, it's not that she doesn't like talking to others, it's just that she doesn't know what she should say...

Is this a disease?

"You are indeed not sick, but you are a little cold-tempered. There is nothing wrong with that."

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

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

"Really, I just think the caramel macchiato doesn't taste that bitter." Zhong Ruishu rarely showed a playful smile.

Fanfan shook his head and said with a smile: "Even the reasons are the same."

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

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

"The paintings of the Italian Renaissance. Although I majored in sketching, I also like oil paintings with bold colors. They are extremely plain and extremely bright, and they all have a sense of visual impact..."

Zhong Ruishu talked about her hobbies and talked eloquently.

I didn't drink the coffee in front of me, but I heard Fanfan's occasional comments and found that he seemed to be very knowledgeable about painting, and he became more active in chatting.

The two of them went back and forth and chatted for nearly half an hour.

The coffee in Fanfan's cup is almost finished.

Zhong Ruishu was just about to ask him if he wanted another drink. As soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly noticed something and became quiet.

Instead, Fanfan smiled.

"Actually, you don't have any disease at all. It's just that you are shy and can't find a suitable topic to talk about. If someone is willing to talk to you about the things you like, you should have no problem communicating."

"..." Zhong Ruishu was still a little stunned, seeming to be thinking about his words.

Soon, as if she realized that he had just done it on purpose, she raised her head to look at him, with slight ripples in her eyes.

"Thanks."

"You don't have to be so polite. You are a classmate of Liuliu. You should be one year younger than me. You can call me Brother Fanfan like her." Fanfan finished the coffee in the cup and raised his hand to glance at his watch.

He looked at Zhong Ruishu again: "It's not easy to take a taxi at this time. I'll take you back first."

Fanfan said, standing up from the chair.

Zhong Ruishu stood up after him. When she saw him paying the bill, she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Follow him outside.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, and asked awkwardly: "If you go to the restaurant you canceled today, will there still be a place?"

Fanfan looked at her without knowing why.

Zhong Ruishu's cheeks turned pale, and she finally plucked up the courage to say, "I want to treat you to dinner."