Pretend to Be Pure Deskmate

Painter x painter At the graduation banquet, Wu Shangning drank three large glasses of wine and finally found the courage to confess his love to his classmates. He held the album, blushing but remaining arrogant: "Take it, I've been painting for three years, and it's all you. If you like it after reading it, give me a reply." When he got home, he looked at the identical picture album on the table and felt cold in his heart: Damn! Got it wrong! The cell phone on the table rang. It was a call from Wei Shenzhi, who was at the same table. There was a clear sound of turning pages on the phone, and my deskmate was violently confessed. He couldn't tell the emotion in his tone, and asked: "My painting skills have improved a lot in the past three years, but why, every picture shows me without clothes... Oh, there are also people without pants in the back." Wu Shangning: "..." I thought my deskmate's view of love was full of pink bubbles, but it turned out to be full of yellow paint. I thought my deskmate was a god of pure love, but in fact he was just playing with my imagination. * 2023.11.29 Intention: Be sincere