“I’m not the same.” On Zhong Ruishu’s face, a different expression than before finally appeared.
The smile on the corner of her mouth was a little bitter as she lowered her eyes, “I’ve only liked to sit in the drawing room and paint since I was a child, and I have a slight social disorder.”
“……”
“I tried to change before, so I would attend parties arranged by my family, and then I found that when I went to places like that, I would just find a quiet place to sit until the party was over and not talk to anyone.”
Zhong Ruishu’s hand clutching her glass of water tightened, and her eyes darkened even more.
“The doctor said I was sick and told me to cooperate with the treatment, but I don’t feel like there’s anything wrong with me.” Zhong Ruishu said softly.
Her personality had surrounded her with very few of her friends.
Girls would not take the initiative to be friends with her, and boys would find her high strung and keep hitting on her without a response, so naturally they would not seek her out again.
In fact, it’s not that she doesn’t like to talk to people, she just doesn’t know what she should say ……
Is this considered a disease?
“You’re really not sick, you’re just a little cold natured, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Van took off his scarf and hung it on the back of his chair.
Just as the waiter came up with the coffee, he pushed the caramel macchiato in front of Zhong Ruishu: “You’re just like my sister, she likes this too.”
“Really? I just don’t think the caramel macchiato tastes as bitter.” Zhong Rishu gave a rare playful smile.
Van shifted and smiled, “Even for the same reason.”
Van Van stirred the coffee in her cup and lifted it for a light sip.
“I hear you’re a painting major, what style of painting do you like yourself?”
“Italian revival paintings, although I majored in drawing, I also like oil paintings with bold colours, extreme plainness and extreme brightness, both are visually striking ……”
Ruishu Zhong talks eloquently about her hobbies.
The coffee in front of her also did not drink, but heard Van Fan’s occasional comments, found that he also seems to have a lot of research on painting, chatting more and more active.
The two of them talked back and forth for nearly half an hour.
The coffee in Fanfan’s cup was almost finished.
Zhong Ruishu was just about to ask him if he wanted a refill, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly sensed something and her whole body fell silent.
On the contrary, Fanfan smiled.
“In fact, you don’t have any illness at all, it’s just that you’re shy and can’t find suitable topics to talk about. If someone is willing to talk to you about things you like, you shouldn’t have any problem communicating.”
“……” Zhong Ruishu was still a little frozen, as if she was thinking about his words.
Soon, as if realizing that he had just done it on purpose, she looked up at him with the slightest ripple in her eyes.
“Thanks.”
“There’s no need to be so polite, you’re Luk Luk’s classmate, you should also be a year younger than me by calculation, you can call me Brother Fanfan like she does.” Fanfan finished the coffee in his cup and raised his hand to scan his watch.
His eyes returned to Zhong Ruishu: “It shouldn’t be good to take a taxi at this hour, I’ll take you back first.”
Fanfan said, standing up from his chair.
Zhong Ruishu got up after him, saw him paying the bill, wanted to say something, but in the end didn’t.
Followed him out the door.
When she reached the door, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, asking somewhat awkwardly, “The restaurant you cancelled today, if you go there now, will there still be a place?”
Fanfan looked at her uncertainly.
Zhong Ruishu’s cheeks whitened slightly, and she managed to muster up the courage to speak, “I want to invite you to dinner.”
