I want to catch that fish

In fact, Xiang Ziyu has never forgotten He Qianzhang—he once even secretly called him Xiaowanzi.

However, even after ten years, Xiang Ziyu has never hated someone like He Qianzhang.

At that time, his parents died in a car accident. Grandpa, who heard the bad news, had a heart attack on the spot and followed him the next day.The original happy life was shattered in one day, and he became an orphan.

The He family and the Xiang family have always been neighbors. After this incident happened, Xiang Ziyu has been living in the He family.He thought that He Qianzhang would also welcome him, just like He's father and He's mother.At least that's what he thought until he knew the truth.

It was He Qianzhang's birthday that day, and he bought a pot of prickly pear with his little pocket money—it was cheap and easy to feed, even if the other party didn't want to water it and take care of it, he couldn't die easily.

But he really shouldn't have gone home so early that day, nor should he have stood at the door and heard their conversation.

"Azhang, I discussed it with your father, and the court has dealt with it, but I haven't asked your opinion yet." Mother He took out the document from her bag and put it on the table, "Xiaoyu is still young after all. , Something like this happened again at home, your father and I plan to adopt him. We have also consulted with the lawyer, as long as Xiaoyu agrees, the procedure will not be very complicated."

Standing at the door, Xiangziyu hugged the prickly pear, and suddenly felt that he was not miserable at all. On the contrary, he was lucky enough to have two families.

But He Qianzhang threw those documents into the trash can in front of everyone, and said in a non-negotiable tone, "I don't agree."

"Azhang, this matter..." Mother He was a little dazed, really trying to understand why her always obedient son would object.

But He Qianzhang refused to give in at all, and was determined to oppose this matter, "If you insist on adopting him, break away from me first. I absolutely, will not call him brother."

"You, you child..." Mother He didn't expect him to say such words, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while.It is true that she and her husband intended to take in Xiang Ziyu, but it was definitely not based on a fight with their own son.

Father He didn't expect the situation like this, and was in a dilemma for a while, "Azhang, what's the matter with you and Xiaoyu..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I'm back." Xiang Ziyu nodded towards the family sitting in the living room. He didn't seem to hear anything. After changing his slippers at the entrance like a normal person, he held the pot of prickly pear and handed it to He Qianzhang. , "Your birthday present."

He Qianzhang's face was a little stiff and pale, and his fingers were cold when he touched the porcelain flower pot.He knew that the other party heard everything.

It was also at this time that Xiang Ziyu knew that one day, he would leave the He family.

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Because he doesn't talk much and is popular, Xiang Ziyu is a low-key figure in school. If it weren't for his outstanding appearance, his classmates might not have much impression of him.

It was the time after school, Xiang Ziyu packed her schoolbag, and before she could leave the classroom, several senior boys suddenly walked in from the door.The tallest boy among them approached with a smile, and stretched out his hand to block his way, "Are you Xiangziyu? According to what Zhang said, you are the best-looking one in this class!"

Xiang Ziyu stopped in his tracks, looked at several people separately, and then asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The man grinned, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to see you! I'm Zhang Zhifeng, Zhang Zhifeng's good friend, and the next few are my little ones. I heard that you live at Zhang's house now?"

Xiangziyu raised his eyes and stared at him for a while.

He was indeed very beautiful, and the upturned corners of his eyes seemed to seduce people, Chen Zhifeng was almost dumbfounded.He remembered the true confession of his good friend He Qianzhang in front of him. At that time, he had laughed at He Qianzhang for a long time, wanting to see what the other protagonist in the story looked like, but now he seemed to understand a little bit.

"What are you doing here?" He Qianzhang came here to pick up people as usual, just in time to see that bastard Zhang Zhifeng staring at his little fish, and was so angry that he almost threw the table.

Zhang Zhifeng was taken aback, and quickly took a step back, "I just came to see, I didn't do anything! :D"

With a gloomy face, He Qianzhang ignored him, and instead took Xiang Ziyu's hand, "Come back with me."

Xiangziyu was pulled all the way, but his eyes were fixed on the hands they held, and finally he could only say dryly, "I will move out."

He Qianzhang didn't expect him to say this. He tightened his fingers suddenly and grabbed the opponent's palm, wanting to crush it. After a long silence, he uttered a word from his throat, "Your parents are dead, where can you go?"

Even though it was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, when the orange sunset set from the west, elongating the figure of the two of them standing side by side, Xiangziyu still felt his limbs were cold, as if at that moment, he suppressed the madness in his heart. Emotions spread endlessly.He thought that he would never hate a person again like he hated He Qianzhang.The cold fingers were held in the opponent's hand, and he slowly lowered his eyes, but he didn't break free, but just looked at the hideous and slender shadow on the ground expressionlessly.

For many years to come, He Qianzhang would think that if he could have noticed all the grievances in that young man's heart at that time, if he could clearly express his unspeakable feelings, then he would not have lost it without a chance like that. Nor will he find out one day later that the boy completely disappeared in his world.

He thought, he would never like someone again like Xiangziyu.He Qianzhang stared fixedly at the pot of prickly pear on the window sill, not knowing what to think of, but raised his hand and pressed his palm on the ball of spikes, until blood gurgled out of his palm, then withdrew his hand with a frown.

very painful.

The author has something to say:

It is a story of two-way crush.

PS: I suddenly discovered that almost all of my protagonists have both parents dead ==

That's embarrassing. ——beauty stay