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In the negotiation of the three people in the living room, one was silent, one was angry, and the other was expressionless.

"What did you say at the beginning, huh? Meet him first? Didn't you treat him very well? I thought, thought—"

"You think you can take someone home if I agree, don't you? If you knew me well enough, you wouldn't believe me." Compared to the man's exasperation, the young man raised his eyebrows noncommittally, showing a sarcastic expression smile.

"But I know you very well, Dad. Are you going to follow my advice and give them titles? Anyway, there will be ugliness, as for family affairs, others can't dictate. After a period of time, everything will be in order."

"You—!" The man who was talking about his thoughts choked for a moment, trying to restrain his emotions. "Ayun didn't follow me for money, you just have a prejudice against her!"

Yueyun finally spoke in a low voice. "Rong Guo, stop talking..."

"I'm biased?" The young man let out a laugh as if hearing some big joke. "Aunt Yue, you are an elder, but I don't know why you are so naive, or is it that women in love are blind? My father has status and money, and women pay a lot of money. Do you think you only meet a few times a month? , can he endure loneliness?"

"Qi Ling!" The man jumped up as if he had been poked into a sore spot, and slapped him heavily, his chest heaved violently because of the excitement, his movements were violent, but his eyes began to flicker with a lack of confidence.

His face was numb from the beating, the young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the man calmly. "True love? A flirtatious person like you will never understand the meaning of loyalty!"

Yue Yun, who originally wanted to persuade the father and son, turned pale in an instant, staring blankly at the man, as if she just knew him, and the latter was like a wilted old tree, staring at her son, as if seeing him clearly for the first time. He, the tense atmosphere fell into a strange silence, the source of the eye of the storm was expressionless and cold from beginning to end, like a spectator who had nothing to do with himself.

"As the son of the main wife, I do hate you, but I sympathize with you more. This kind of man can love you the most, but he can never love you alone. If you still want to be Mrs. Qi, I will do whatever you want."

"Listen to me, those are all business entertainment, without emotion..."

The voice of justification became weaker and weaker behind him, the young man pouted contemptuously, turned and left, the young man who was eavesdropping in the room hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

"Can you...can you return my schoolbag?"

"I've already thrown it away." There was a follower behind him with an impatient expression on his face.

"But there are textbooks and homework in it..."

"And your broken gift, the unicorn doll? It's all gone, and it's ugly as hell. Do you think I'll like it no matter how messy you are?"

The young man flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and still had a little luck in his heart. "But you were so nice to me before..."

The young man opened the car door and cut off his words coldly. "Why are you so stupid? I don't treat you better, how can you trust me? How can you suffer? How can I have a sense of accomplishment? Don't expect good things for no reason in this world, everyone is very busy."

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I'm not stupid: I think he has a great influence on me, which is a typical childhood shadow.

Gu Zeyan: Yes, the real Xuanming elders.You see you have such a bad temper now.

I didn't understand the first half, but the latter sentence made Yuechen feel angry, saying that I have a bad temper, how good are you, well, you are very good, but you have to forgive me... He pressed the button angrily, you can't look at this from God's perspective, Voldemort's family was not happy when he was a child, he turned into an anti-social personality, at least I'm not harmful, and I'm not easy—

Gu Zeyan: It's a pity. When you were young, you must have looked cuter than a girl and had a pure personality. This is the standard configuration of a flower.

Yue Chen awkwardly deleted a lot of the typed ones.

Girl, tie flower, this kind of reverse scale-like keywords, in normal times, he would definitely have beaten people without saying a word, but now he is quite calm.Gu Zeyan probably said this sentence, this is one of them.There is still so much love between the lines, this is the second.

The two have a kind of indispensible strangeness and subtlety, but this kind of love is accompanied by obvious regret, it seems that the current self is not very pleasing in front of the other party, and Xihua suddenly becomes jealous of herself.

I'm not stupid: you like nice girls?

Gu Zeyan: That's right, I like those who worship me, those who are gentle with me, and won't beat me up.

The statement of this sentence is calm and the tone is normal, but it is a bit strange to look at it carefully. Are you making fun of yourself?It's a pity that every word is put together in a line without expression, reflected on the cold screen, it is impossible to judge whether it is serious or a joke.

Yuechen is more serious, he really wants to find out whether the answer is true or not, he should just look at the other person's expression now, he was still in the living room just now, will he still be there now?But it's been a long time, and the weather is so cold, so I should go back to my room.

But when you open the door and take a look, you won't lose a piece of meat.

The door was unscrewed a little silently, and the living room was pitch black, and there was no one there.But there was a faint green light coming through from the side, and he was stunned for a while. He picked the crack of the door, carefully poked his head out, and then looked down.

The young man who was communicating with him by text a few seconds ago was sitting on the floor, his back was leaning straight against the wall by the door, his two long legs were bent, but not close together, in a very relaxed posture.He was holding the phone with his hands resting on his knees, staring at the screen with a teasing look on his face that obviously didn't answer seriously.

The bottom-up projection of the light from the mobile phone makes the side face with a malicious smile a little dark, like a handsome ghost emerging from the tomb in the dark night, and the face is shrouded in a strange blue and white phosphorous fire.But when he heard the movement and raised his head to look at Yuechen, the smile on his face turned into white moonlight.

Soft pity and quiet enthusiasm spread out in the boundless darkness, symbolizing an eternal morning star.

Yue Chen clenched the doorknob so tightly that his tongue got stuck. "You, why are you here..."

Gu Zeyan stood up, the light switch in the living room was turned on, and he finally gained some popularity to return to the human world. His feet felt numb after sitting on the ground for too long, so he squeezed them a few times without paying attention. "Ah, I always feel closer, you won't be too lonely."

This kind of concern is like a puddle of water enclosing an airtight egg shell, blocking any gaps, but not breaking in forcefully.

But it penetrates.

Yuechen noticed that Gu Zeyan had a natural expression on his face. He should have sent out not the most beautiful flower among the flowers, but his own domain was full of desolation, which was the only embellishment.

Yuechen suddenly felt a little out of breath, a little nervous, a little overwhelmed, and a little lost. Under the cover of many emotions, the most touching touch only occupied the smallest corner.

"What are you doing out here?"

"I'm thirsty." Yue Chen opened the refrigerator, he really felt a little parched.

"There's only beer in the fridge."

Sure enough, the deserted half-bundle of vegetables and a few potatoes, the only thing that can be eaten immediately is the wonderful beer.

"I love beer." Yue Chen calmly took out a can, he needed to cool down, whether it was his face or his heart.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the room were still on, and Ya Shi only drank less than half of it, which did not have any effect, but contributed to the deep insomnia with a little drunkenness.

The pencil outlines on the lead drawing paper, and Yuechen only draws the eyes in each picture.

The slender eyes are always narrowed habitually, and when they smile, they are warm and warm, which perfectly interprets the three characters of smiling, but once they are not emotional, they are colder than ordinary people.This is the shape of Qi Ling's eyes, like a fox. In the past eight years, Yue Chen has not forgotten it.

He is not ruthless, but he is too strict with the word love, so he can't tolerate any flaws. As he said, only a rough soul is natural. As for human nature, he doesn't believe in himself.But Yuechen always felt that if he was his younger brother with the same father and mother, he would treat him very well, the most protective kind.

But I am only a little short of qualifications, so little.

The drawing papers on the bed were piled up more and more, leaving a large blank area on each sheet, with only a pair of eyes, and the eyes gradually changed their appearance.

The slenderness has become oblong, the single eyelid has become double eyelid, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the expression is confident, which is a completely different aesthetic feeling.

Alcohol paralyzed half of the brain, half excited, and I couldn't help drawing one after another. Later, I even came up with the idea of ​​adding other outlines such as browbones, nose, bridge and lips without showing the temperament.

I must be crazy, Yuechen thought to himself, and finally when the alarm clock pointed to five o'clock in the morning, sleepiness hit him, he threw the pencil, his head drooped in relief, and arched to his knees, just in this position , put a thick stack of octavo lead drawing paper on the side, and throw it up like a goddess scattered flowers.

Amidst the endless snowflakes, he finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Yue Chen." Someone called him.

"elder brother……"

"who am I to you?"

"You are my auspicious beast..."

"But you are my disgrace."

The figure who had been looking up left without any hesitation, the familiar school scene changed, and he was already in a dark tower.

Without light, he groped around the cold walls, trying to find a gap that could be opened.The door finally opened, but it was so dark outside, why did he go out?

He hesitated, thinking that it would be good to stay here. At this moment, he saw a faint light just beside the door.

He tried to take a step, the swaying black sky and the earth were in fear, only that person, like a rock that had been through the years, remained steadfast.

"Yue Chen."

The quilt was pressed against his chin, he had a splitting headache, he barely opened his eyes, in the blurred vision, the person in the dream was standing at the door, pushing the door to come in.

With a movement of his head, a piece of paper on his forehead lightly covered his face. The rough texture completely woke up the sleeping person.

It was already eight o'clock, and the person who drank the strange beer yesterday hadn't woken up yet. Gu Zeyan knocked on the door a few times but didn't respond, and walked in by himself. The picture that greeted his eyes was the floor on the bed. In the middle, the boy who opened his eyes and was confused the next second suddenly jumped up from the bed as if he had seen a ghost, and rushed towards him aggressively.

"Don't look!" Like a teleportation, the person has rushed to the front, and when he just picked up the one at his feet, he yanked it away and hid it behind his back. The speed and strength were like he was grabbing his wife.

There is too much evidence to commit a crime, and it is far from useless to snatch one. Yuechen noticed that Gu Zeyan's eyes were subconsciously drifting around. He was anxious, and he covered those eyes with one hand in time, and then pulled the person out, toward the door. extrapolate.

"Nothing to see, really."