heartthrob in love with me

Bai Xue was fluttering, lightly weighing on Su Zilin's hair. He blinked and found that Yan Xing had stood in front of him at some point, very close to his face.Su Zilin resisted the discomfort, and said in disgust: "What are you doing so close?!"

Yan Xing blocked Su Zilin and prevented him from passing: "Can't I get so close? How to say, I am your bamboo horse and neighbor at any rate. If you don't cherish it, you will lose me."

"Is it disgusting? Don't waste my time, get out!" Yue Xuesen was still waiting for him at the school gate.

In fact, Su Zilin would never do things like going back to school to get the report card himself, he just wanted Yue Xuesen to take his own car home, so it would be much more convenient to carry luggage.

"What's the rush? Could it be that someone is waiting for you, Yue Xuesen?"

"none of your business!"

"Your expression... I guessed it right, Yue Xuesen is waiting for you." Yan Xing put his hands in his pockets and smiled.

"But I don't want you to go there, what should I do?" Yan Xing said.

"He's my boyfriend." Su Zilin suddenly said fiercely, "Don't spy on things you can't get."

Yan Xing's eyes seemed to pass by a hidden corner, and he suddenly lowered his head and hugged Su Zilin's shoulder: "Don't move, there are bugs in your hair."

It looks like the two of them are kissing.

Where did the bug come from in the winter, the corner of Su Zilin's mouth twitched, and he pushed Yan Xing away, Yan Xing secretly showed a smile that achieved his goal, and his hair stood on end.

Where his line of sight arrived was exactly the direction Yue Xuesen was leaving.

he's mine--

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"Zi Lin, go home, I know about your boyfriend, and I told your father too... This is not good, he will ruin your future, let's break up..."

"Mom can see what kind of person he is, you are not suitable, I see him because you have money..."

At any rate, he was willing to be his boyfriend because he was rich, wasn't it?

But now, there is nothing left, Yue Xuesen has ended the deal with him...

Su Zilin leaned decadently on the car seat, raised his hand to cover his face, and a sarcastic smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Dazzling neon buildings pass by, and the light is fleeting. The street lights of the cross-sea suspension bridge on both sides are approaching from far away, and far away from near, and the asphalt roads on both sides are retreating.

The night is like a ghost, waiting for an opportunity, making the bustling neon lights like the fire of the underworld, greedily peeping at the busy people in the city.

The night is as cold as water, but the chill in the air is not as good as the mechanical touch of a high-end luxury car. It is icy and slippery, without a trace of warmth and human touch.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped. The driver pulled out the key, turned to look at Su Zilin, opened the car door for him, and said respectfully, "Master, we're here, please get out of the car."

Su Zilin looked sleepy, and clenched his fingers irritably. He didn't want to go home, and he didn't want to see that smug and mean face...

The Su family villa covers a large area, and it looks tall and magnificent from a distance, glittering with gold, and extremely luxurious.

The hall is in European aristocratic style, resplendent and resplendent. The red carpet extends all the way to the jade escalator. There are valuable world-famous paintings on the walls, from Rubens to Van Gogh. The corridor is covered with wine red marble and golden candlesticks.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Su family's mansion did not have the slightest festive atmosphere, and there was a cold human touch everywhere, making it extremely boring.

Yang Tong arranged the dining room self-righteously, and she cooked the food herself for Su Zilin to eat. Su Zilin glanced at it indifferently, didn't eat a bite, left the chopsticks and went upstairs, and locked himself in the room.

He asked someone to check Yue Xuesen's news. Yue Xuesen went to Liu Town in the countryside on the first day of winter vacation, and because of his childhood experience of being trafficked by human traffickers to remote and poor mountainous areas, he was afraid of the town and was forcibly taken back by Su Yanshan. Su's house built in Rongcheng.

Yang Tong pretended that Su Zilin was having trouble with her, and knocked on the door of Su Zilin's room with food: "Zirin, what can I do if I don't have dinner? Open the door for Mom..."

There was no movement in the room, Su Zilin couldn't hear like a deaf person.

Su Yanshan who happened to come downstairs saw it, and said with a displeased expression: "If you don't eat, don't eat, don't spoil him, he has a problem."

"Why do you think he is angry? He looks sad when he comes back." Yang Tong muttered and left.

Su Yanshan stayed at Su Zilin's door for a while, and only said one sentence: "Come out, I'll wait for you in the study."

In the luxuriously decorated study room, sitting on the hard leather chair in the middle is a middle-aged man with a strong aura, it is Su Yanshan.

"I've heard about your matter, let's sit down and talk about it." Su Yanshan's appearance was half or six points similar to Su Zilin's, he said sharply.

"There's nothing to talk about." Su Zilin turned his head away, his tone cold and fearless.

"We moved from Rongcheng City to Yishi, and let you study hard in Hyde, not to let you fall in love with a boy. You are the only son in our Su family. We will never agree to homosexuality..."

"I don't need your consent, I like him, I only want him! That's all, the big deal... the Su family doesn't have a son like me!"

"Evil!" Su's father yelled loudly, not getting angry and arrogant, "Could it be possible for you to marry me a male daughter-in-law? What kind of dignity! Do you know that you are sick!"

"Yang Tong is so mentally ill, don't you know! Why did you let her out of the hospital?! She chased away the person I like!" Su Zilin's eyes were red, and he roared heart-piercingly. It looks like Yang Tong is not his mother but an enemy.

"She's your mother!" Su Yanshan was furious, and smashed the ashtray on the nanmu table at Su Zilin. Su Zilin didn't hide, and the blood on his forehead suddenly dripped down his cheeks.

Su Zilin suddenly smiled: "I would rather not have such a mother..."

The Su family was not smooth sailing. They were defeated during the war midway and had no money. They started from scratch and started their business again. Before Su Zilin was born, Yang Tong suffered from mental illness inexplicably. The money sent Yang Tong abroad for treatment.

After a long delay, Su Zilin was born, and Su Yanshan finally earned a lot of money and was able to pay for the treatment...

But one step too late, Yang Tong has already gone crazy, crying and laughing erratically, often talking to himself, and even strangled Su Zilin many times.

Very early on, he just realized that his mother was different.

In Su Zilin's mind, Yang Tong was never his mother, but a mentally ill woman who threatened his life.

Su Yanshan's chest heaved violently, and his veins burst out angrily: "Your mother and I are planning to go to Beijing, you just stay here and let me think it through." Su Yanshan said it nicely, but he threw Su Zilin to Su Zilin's grandfather .

Compared with Su Yanshan's mild reprimand, General Su obviously has many ways of governing, how to torture people and how to teach others, he has rich experience.

He has an army under Rongcheng's management. He has a strong background, has weight in his words, and is a powerful person. Su Zilin, who entered the barracks for training halfway, is a proper relationship.

According to the old man, throw Su Zilin into the army to sharpen his sharp temper.

When you figure it out, you can release it, just like confinement.

A young master who was pampered and spoiled since he was a child must not be able to bear the pain, and would beg him to let him out in a few days.

The high-ranking children of Su Zilin's generation, no matter what, came out of the military compound, but only Su Zilin grew up in a greenhouse, very precious.

"Stop learning from you. Anyway, you eat, eat, and play all day in school. It's better to send you to the army for a few months. If you don't let you suffer, you will think that you are number one in the world and have a sense of superiority. You are arrogant and conceited." ·······" The old man's arrangement was clear, once he acted vigorously, he did not leave Su Zilin with a chance to resist at all.

new Year.

Obviously it is a family reunion and a lively festival.In front of Su Zilin is a barracks guarded by sentries, full of loneliness, and behind him is a lost day.

He even took away his liberty.

When the car drove in, it was just dawn, and the morning light was faint, and soldiers were already shouting slogans and leading the team for a run.

The old man turned to look at Su Zilin: "You are not allowed to bring mobile phones in the military camp, and don't even think about calling your father."

Su Zilin threw down the phone irritably, and the other hand hidden in his pocket seemed to be holding a three-inch photo in the palm. In the photo, the black-haired boy, handsome and sunny, was stolen by Yue Xuesen when he was smiling. Candidly photographed...

He didn't understand...why Yue Xuesen proposed to close the deal, and didn't understand...why he ignored him.

But after receiving Yang Tong's call, he understood.

Yue Xuesen was just taking advantage of the first perfect opportunity and reason to get rid of herself.

He never liked Su Zilin, not even a little bit.

Su Zilin regretted it.

The moment he knew the deal was over, the world seemed to collapse.

Su Zilin also received an anonymous message from Yan Xing: What do you like about Yue Xuesen?Is it the alms from the superior, the humiliation of friends in bars, or the bullying of rivals in love?Yan Wuchang and Zhang Yilong are doing things behind their backs, are you in charge?What happened in the bar, did the surveillance check it in time?Have you made him pay the price he deserves for the black hand behind Tieba?Nothing at all, what are you using to argue with others.

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On the night of Shouda, fireworks bloomed in the land of Shenzhou. Yue Xuesen was reunited with his relatives in the countryside. At that time, Su Zilin was carrying a heavy bag in the military camp for a long distance cross-country, so he did not see this grand and gorgeous fireworks.

They have had a very different but very meaningful winter vacation, to what extent is it meaningful?It is that they learn how to love.

One day in the future, I will know that no matter how grand or beautiful that firework is, it cannot compare with your happiness and company.

The signal in the mountainous area is not good, Yue Xuesen looked at the lit words on the WeChat page, "Is typing..." The words in the dialog box were typed and deleted, deleted and typed again.

Thousands of speechless words finally turned into four words "Happy New Year."

Even though he knew that Lu Chenfei would not reply to him, he believed that one day he would think of it, look at WeChat, and know in his heart that someone still remembered him.

On a long-distance plane in country m, a few people got off the first-class cabin, passed through the VIP passage, and were escorted into the car by vicious black-clothed bodyguards. The body was smooth. It was an out-of-print luxury car Maybach 57s, and the price was in the millions.

The car drove to the private villa.

The boy leaned on the recliner.

On countless busy communication lines, a radio wave from Yishi Liu Town went directly to country m and was sent to the boy's mobile phone.

The phone beeps.

The owner of the phone slowly picked up the phone and clicked on the lock screen.

In the darkness, the dim light of the screen illuminated his sharp-edged, slightly tired and sleepy face, and the corners of his mouth, which had been pressed down, slightly raised in a subtle way.

He silently said in his heart: Happy New Year, Yue Xuesen...

Mr. Butler knocked on the door and brought hot milk: "Master, you should rest, sir won't be happy when he sees it."

"I'm waiting for news."

"Have you waited?" Mr. Butler said with a smile.

The boy walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study. The first-tier provinces and cities were full of traffic, bustling and colorful, and luxurious.

It suddenly seemed like a dream.

Just when Mr. Butler thought the boy would not answer.

There was a plain but uncontrollable joyful sentence in the air, "It's time."