His eyes suddenly felt a little sour, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, but in fact, Xia Jinghuai's heart was completely calm.
Are you crying now?
Chu Yu felt that she didn't go too far. She pointed at the boy's fair and tender face and said coldly: "Don't cry!"
Xia Jingzhou seemed to be frightened, his face was blank, but tears were still falling, as if he had been bullied.
The young man with picturesque features and cool eyes couldn't help but frown slightly, but what he said was full of helplessness: "Why are you crying? I just said something to you, why did you make it so pitiful? "
Xia Jinghuai bit his lower lip and hurriedly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, but unexpectedly, more and more tears came to his eyes.
"Stop crying." Chu Yu's tone became increasingly impatient.
"Brother, I'm sorry..." Xia Jinghuai sobbed softly.
The glass window shone a large golden light, and a piece of golden light fell on his shoulders. Xia Jinghuai was still wiping his tears. Chu Yu pressed his forehead, and his voice was like cool mint, with a hint of coolness: "I put it The game console is for you to play."
Xia Jinghuai was surprised. As if by some strange mistake, his tears suddenly stopped, "Really, really?"
The young man with beautiful eyebrows turned his back to the light, and his snow-white and voluptuous face looked like a flawless jade in the brilliant flowing gold.
Some are impatient, some are cold.
"I won't let you play if you make any more noise."
Xia Jinghuai immediately closed his mouth, crawled to Chu Yu's side, and picked up the game controller with great anxiety. He did not forget to observe the young man's expression with his small eyes. When he saw that the young man did not stop him, he dared to pick it up and play.
But it was the first time for Xia Jinghuai to play such a high-end game console. He was in a hurry and didn't understand many symbols. He was killed within a few minutes. It was a miserable situation.
Chu Yu couldn't stand it any longer. He would occasionally give instructions, but his tone was always harsh.
"Hide quickly!"
"Idiot, if you press the wrong button, it means attack."
"I told you to hide, why did you rush in and kill someone?"
"Can you play or not?"
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As soon as Xing Zhuo entered the door, he heard the young man's angry voice.
He stood at the door, half of his body in the sun, and his tall and handsome eyebrows were tainted with half-bright light and shadow.
On the sofa and carpet, the boy almost fell into the boy's arms. The boy obviously hated the boy a few days ago, but now they are all playing games together.
After watching quietly for a while, his face was as cold as water, showing no emotion, and a very light dark color flashed in his eyes.
Xing Zhuo came over. He was in a suit and leather shoes, with a stern face. When facing Chu Yu, he showed a gentle smile like a glacier melting.
"Young Master, I'm back."
Chu Yu ignored it and continued to direct Xia Jinghuai to play the game with an angry look.
Xia Jinghuai, who heard the commotion, took a curious look and was quickly attracted to the game again.
Xing Zhuo's brows furrowed as he was ignored, his deep gaze fell on the young man, and he pursed his thin lips.
Xing Zhuo didn't leave, just stood like a dark shadow, feeling a strong sense of gap in his heart.
In the past, the young master was only close to him and would never ignore him.
Xing Zhuo is several years older than Chu Yu.
Because he was pampered and grew up, Chu Yu had a bad personality. When Xing Zhuo first arrived at the Chu family, he was also rejected by Chu Yu. However, perhaps because of his loneliness, he quickly became attached to Xing Zhuo and became almost inseparable.
Xing Zhuo, like everyone else, doted on Chu Yu. He would not fight back or scold him, just like a clay figure who never seemed to lose his temper, more like a puppet with no popularity.
He silently tolerated all Chu Yu's shortcomings and willfulness. No matter what mistakes he made, he would arrive as soon as possible and help Chu Yu solve them as soon as possible.
After getting along for several years, Chu Yu really tolerated Xing Zhuo.
The relationship between the two is very good, at least Chu Yu thinks so.
But behind the scenes, it's actually a stinking swamp.
Xing Zhuo's grades were excellent and he skipped grades continuously. He was mature and steady in front of his parents and gentle in front of Chu Yu. But even such a perfect person would have moments of indulgence.
The lights in the bar were blurry. Xing Zhuo did not wear a formal and strict school uniform. Instead, he changed into a lazy and luxurious shirt with a loose collar. He held a cigarette on his slender fingers and moved skillfully, which exuded the ruffianism from his bones. gas.
He sits in the center and is the center of attention.
Someone next to me drank some wine, got a little drunk, and asked with a big tongue: "You are hiding here drinking, aren't you afraid that the young master of the Chu family will come to you?"
In fact, there is a sense of ridicule in this. After all, who in this circle doesn't know that Xing Zhuo is the dog next to Chu Yu. He is always there when called, beaten and scolded at will, and no dog is as obedient as him.
Xing Zhuo, who was always as perfect as a robot, frowned impatiently and sneered, "She is sick and is lying at home."
"I really hope she is always sick. I feel sick just looking at her face."
Every word was full of impatience and disgust, and he was completely different from Chu Yu in front of him.
Chu Yu didn't know that Xing Zhuo hated her so much.
Chu Yu was not sick. This was just an excuse for her to skip class. She ran out to hang out with her friends in the bar. When she saw Xing Zhuo, she originally wanted to go over and say hello, but that's what she heard.
There was no fuss as expected, Chu Yu turned around and left without saying a word. From then on, he never had a good look towards Xing Zhuo.
He didn't even want to talk to Xing Zhuo.
After playing the game for almost a day, Chu Yu's eyes were a little blurred, but Xia Jinghuai was still full of energy. The afternoon playing games made him less afraid of Chu Yu.
Seeing that Chu Yu stood up and seemed to be leaving, he was so anxious that he had no time to care about the game. He took the young man's hand, raised a pink face, and said innocently: "Brother, I want you to accompany me." Play together."
Xing Zhuo's calm expression changed slightly when he saw Xia Jinghuai holding Chu Yu's hand.
The young master didn't like others to touch him casually, and even he had to stay with the young master for a long time before he could touch him openly.
Chu Yu subconsciously shook off the boy's hand and looked down at him, his eyebrows like ink paintings tinged with tiny glints, "Go away and play by yourself."
Xia Jinghuai bit his lips after being rejected, and nervously clasped his fingers on the delicate palms. A familiar tingling sensation came, and a layer of mist quickly formed in his eyes.
"elder brother……"
The soft tone of voice with a slight hint of crying is particularly pitiful.
Chu Yu was indifferent to his tears and stood up to leave without hesitation. Before leaving, he even mocked coldly.
"Slugs."
Xing Zhuo followed closely behind the young man, soundlessly like a shadow.
Knowing whether he was pretending to be pitiful or not, Xia Jinghuai quickly stopped crying.
