Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 1075 The gentle neighbor’s drama queen 02

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Xue Yuanjing returned home.

He was in pain all over, and he was beaten in places where he would not be easily found. He wanted to call the police but was worried about whether he had offended someone, so he could only swallow his anger.

After changing my shoes and walking in from the entrance, I saw that the light on Zhong Yu's bed was still on, the door was ajar, and I could vaguely hear the sound of filming.

Xue Yuanjing loosened his suit and tie and pushed the door open.

Looking in from the door, the lights in the living room are very bright, and a beautiful young man is half leaning on the sofa.

Zhong Yu was trying on the clothes for tomorrow's photoshoot. A smoky blue antique-style dress was draped over her shoulders. A crystal diamond was attached to her delicate collarbone, and her snowy skin seemed to be shining.

Her long dark hair was draped behind her waist, she was jumping on the carpet with her bare feet and humming a song, like a carefree little fox.

Every time when filming a costume story with a different theme, Zhong Yu would imagine that he was the protagonist in the story, and he was very happy even talking to the air.

But in Xue Yuanjing's eyes, it was simply ridiculous.

"Why are you talking to the air again?"

An angry male voice came, frightening Zhong Yu to quickly turn around and saw Xue Yuanjing smelling of alcohol, angry and drunk.

In just an instant, the blood on Zhong Yu's face instantly faded.

The bad childhood experience seemed to be happening at this moment, and he subconsciously thought that Xue Yuanjing was going to hit someone.

Zhong Yu huddled behind the sofa, his agility disappeared, and he timidly showed half of his face, "Are you... are you drunk?"

But he clearly said... that he doesn't like his future partner to drink.

After drinking, everyone seems to become terrible, just like when my father drinks too much...it is always accompanied by endless noise and domestic violence.

"There's no way to socialize without drinking! We've only been together for a short time, and you've already started to make trouble unreasonably."

Xue Yuanjing was already angry when he came home, but now he used excuses to vent it out.

Zhong Yu shrank down again and grasped the sofa cover tightly. The man in front of him seemed to gradually overlap with his father who was called a devil in his memory.

The fear left him almost breathless.

"I...I'm sorry, I was just trying on clothes. There is no God talking to the air..."

"Do you think I'm deaf?" Xue Yuanjing snorted coldly.

But the half of the face exposed by the young man behind the sofa is really confusing. The ends of his eyes are red and misty, which makes people want to be humiliated just by looking at him.

Xue Yuanjing threw away his tie completely, played with it in his hands, and slowly walked towards the sofa, looking down at Zhong Yu with fear in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhong Yu had almost given up struggling.

He knew there was no way to avoid it.

The tie hurt when it was slapped on his arm, but it didn't hurt as much as the belt. His father's beating even made him figure out which part of his tie would not be caught on camera.

Fear made Zhong Yu's legs weak, and the smell of alcohol made him nauseous, but he didn't dare to react at all, like a nightmare.

When Xue Yuanjing was about to approach, the bell in his pocket rang. He was impatient and prepared to press it off, but what he saw was Xu You's name.

I was panicking for no reason, thinking it was something that happened in the club just now, so I quickly left the room to answer the phone.

Zhong Yu fell on the sofa and stiffened for a long time, then slowly regained his strength and stood up with tears in his eyes.

Her long hair was draped behind her like silk, covering half of her pale face.

He took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't suppress the turmoil in his stomach. He rushed into the toilet and knelt down beside the toilet to retching.

Until nothing could be vomited out, Zhong Yu slowly stood up, looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, reached out and patted his chest to comfort himself.

"It's okay... don't be afraid."

"It'll be fine tomorrow. It's safe here. The room..."

Zhong Yu's breathing stagnated, and he ran out quickly, locking the door of the sleeper tightly, and regained a sense of security.

He sobbed slightly, washed his face, and gave up the idea of ​​trying on clothes. He took off all his makeup and huddled under the quilt, hugging the fluffy pillow tightly, curling up to sleep.

The lights were not turned off, and the bedroom was still bright without a trace of darkness.

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early morning.

Zhong Yu slowly poked his head out from behind the bedroom door and saw Xue Yuanjing having breakfast in the open dining room.

Xue Yuanjing also saw him, put down his coffee cup and walked over. All the anger from last night disappeared, becoming gentle and guilty.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yu, I had a very important party last night, so I drank a little too much. Did it scare you?"

His tone was even more guilt-ridden, and he slowly stretched out his hand towards Zhong Yu.

Then he motioned to the dining table, "I ordered your favorite pasta for breakfast, come and try it."

Zhong Yu walked out, already smelling the aroma of the food, feeling a little better, and smiled, "Thank you."

But she didn't hold hands with him. She walked to the restaurant and sat down at a distance, eating pasta quietly.

But Xue Yuanjing could tell at a glance that he still harbored a grudge.

In the past, Zhong Yu would happily praise him, say that today's pasta is more delicious than yesterday, and chatter about what he was going to shoot today while eating.

Xue Yuanjing lowered his eyes and helped Zhong Yu scoop a bowl of lean meat porridge, "I know you don't like me drinking, so I will try to avoid it in the future."

Zhong Yu raised his eyes to look at him. The bright light shone in the living room, and Xue Yuanjing seemed to be a different person from last night.

However, in his impression, drunk people will become different.

"I know," Zhong Yu responded in a low voice, taking the bowl of porridge, "Drinking is not good, but you need to socialize...I understand."

"If I come back after drinking again, Xiao Yu won't want to see me anymore, and I can just kick him out."

Xue Yuanjing looked at Zhong Yu and made a joke, his face was bright and handsome.

Zhong Yu also curled his lips and smiled, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed, "Okay."

"I'm going to work. I wish Xiaoyu a smooth shooting today."

Xue Yuanjing would say this before going to work, reaching out to touch Zhong Yu's head.

Zhong Yu subconsciously ducked back.

The atmosphere was stiff for two seconds. Zhong Yu looked at Xue Yuanjing, who was still smiling, took his hand and shook it gently.

"Goodbye." He said in a polite tone.

Xue Yuanjing didn't have much doubt. After all, he knew from the beginning that Zhong Yu was afraid of intimacy.

If you want to sleep, you may have to wait for a while. He grabbed his briefcase and left the door.

Zhong Yu touched the top of his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to avoid it.

It was obvious that I was still very attracted to Xue Yuanjing before.

It seems like... I haven't felt this way since last night.

Eating salty pasta that didn't quite suit his taste, Zhong Yu attributed it to being frightened last night.

It seems that all relationships cannot be perfect. The taste of pasta is different, but it is also delicious.

Xue Yuanjing was already very good to him, at least completely different from his parents.