Being in a small space with a man made Chu Yu very uncomfortable, mainly because the man's presence was too strong and too cramped.
The atmosphere was awkward and dull.
When she arrived at the school gate, Chu Yu couldn't wait to put her hand on the car door to open it. She pushed the door twice and didn't move. She was stunned for a moment and looked at the tall man next to her in confusion.
When Xing Zhuo has no expression, his handsome and steady face is cold and ruthless, but when he faces the young man, he will show the illusion of hypocrisy and gentleness.
Now I don’t even want to maintain the illusion.
His eyes fell on the red and swollen skin on Chu Yuzuo's face.
On the cold white and delicate face, the small redness and swelling looked quite obvious, like delicate petals sticking to the face.
The tip of his tongue touched it to soothe the surging restlessness, and the man asked in a low voice, "Did you fight with someone else?"
The young man's eyes are like clean and clear glass, just like the shining stars, and the slightly pursed arc of his thin red lips is also touching.
Her long and thick eyelashes were slightly drooped, a little annoyed and bored, "It's none of your business?"
The man's pale and elegant hands rested on the steering wheel, his eyebrows were indifferent, and he had a stoic appearance. He stretched out his hand and touched the red mark on Chu Yu's left cheek lovingly.
"Don't use bad words." He said in a gentle tone, "Young master, don't make trouble. Your task now is to study hard."
This kind of tenderness felt humiliating to Chu Yu. He felt that the person in front of him was completely hypocritical. He slapped the man's palm away and said, "My dad doesn't care about me. Is it your turn to care about me?"
"who do you think You Are?"
"You are just a dog beside me."
The young man looked very angry, and his white jade cheeks were dyed a rosy pink, as gorgeous as a beautiful peony flower.
But those glazed eyes were too clean, like lake water on a spring night.
It looks very fierce, but in fact it is more like a little eagle that can't even fly. It doesn't have any sense of threat, but is a little cute.
Xing Zhuo pinched Chu Yu's face. It was as soft as marshmallow, white and greasy and warm. He couldn't help but pinch it a few more times.
Chu Yu waved his hand away in disgust again, with tiredness in the corners of his eyes, "Don't touch me."
Such a clear boredom made the man smile. His narrow eyes were covered with a thin smile, and there was an undercurrent under his pupils. His deep magnetic voice was doting, "Young master, you are so good."
Chu Yu turned his head away from him, and his slender white neck appeared more clearly in front of Xing Zhuo.
Resistance, impatience.
The negative emotions were clearly directed at him. Even though the relationship between the two of them had been so harmonious and close before, the young man started to prick his body out of nowhere. It was so nonsensical that he didn't even know what was happening. .
Inexplicable anxiety and boredom plagued my mood.
Xing Zhuo suddenly smiled, but his eyes were indifferent, "Young Master, if you don't look back at me, then I will never care about you again."
He spoke softly, gently and gracefully, as if he was speaking purely of love.
Chu Yu's reaction was huge. He turned his head and glared at the man fiercely. The ends of his eyes were stained with a beautiful color, and there was an indescribable coquettishness.
The black earrings on the snow-white earlobes shone dazzlingly, with a cold face and a stern expression, "Who wants you to care? Stop being so sentimental, I feel annoyed just looking at you."
He was saying harsh words, but his eyes were red. It was Xing Zhuo who was clearly being scolded, but the young man seemed to be particularly aggrieved, fierce and stinging, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
Xing Zhuo's eyes darkened, his voice was soft and hoarse, "Does the young master really think so?"
Chu Yu met the man's gentle eyes, which were clearly smiling but seemed to be covered with frost and snow.
The young man's facial features were as beautiful as God's most perfect work. He said in a cold voice, "Otherwise, who do you think you are?"
The man had gentle eyebrows and a gentle smile on his lips. He said nothing. He opened the car door and the boy got out of the car as quickly as a bird. Without even saying goodbye, his slender and tall figure was quickly overwhelmed by the crowd.
The soft touch still remained on his hand. The boy's hair was softer than he imagined. His slender fingers slowly closed, and the man's pupils were like a pool of deep black water.
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Going to school is actually a very boring thing, and Chu Yu didn't study well in class. She would often skip classes and go to the rooftop to sleep, where it was quiet and the air was good.
The teachers at the school never cared about it. In their eyes, Chu Yu was thankful that he didn't cause trouble.
Time flies, the time in junior high school passed quickly, and after I reached high school, my life was not much different.
However, Chu Yu came into contact with more new things, such as alcohol, or bars with blurred lights and ambiguous atmosphere, or fast and passionate races, etc.
To put it simply, besides studying, Chu Yu had acquired some bad habits. Those bad friends took Chu Yu along and taught her bad things, making her even more rebellious.
Chu Ye always turned a blind eye. As long as Chu Yu didn't mess around, he could continue to indulge him.
It was the first time for Chu Yu to come into contact with such a colorful world. Apart from the novelty at the beginning, he soon lost much interest, but he would still play in order to maintain his character.
As soon as the school bell rang, the students started to get restless before the teacher left. They all packed their schoolbags and prepared to go back.
In the noisy classroom, someone suddenly shouted at the door.
"Brother Chu, your brother is here to see you."
For a moment, the classroom was quiet for a second, and then quickly resumed its bustle, but their eyes quietly fell on the young man clustered in the middle of the last row.
The blue and white school uniform was worn by the boy very beautifully. She was sitting on the table, her pale pink lips pursed, her cold white skin pale and sickly, her eyelashes as thick as butterfly wings long and black, and her eyes like glass. come over.
His pale and thin fingers were playing with a black lighter with exquisite patterns.
Looking for the voice, I saw the figure standing at the door paying attention. He let out a light tut, seeming a little impatient.
One of the boys saw this and said cautiously: "Brother Chu, are you still going to the night?"
Chu Yu jumped down from the table, his fine hair brushing his forehead, looking careless.
"Forget it, go ahead."
The tall boys surrounding the boy all tried to persuade him to stay. It was always sweltering in summer, and even though there was air conditioning in the classroom, the temperature on the body of the hot-blooded high school boy was still scorching.
"No, Brother Chu, it won't be interesting if you don't go."
"Yes, yes, let's go together. We haven't been there for a long time."
"I heard there's a striptease tonight, and it's really exciting."
