Mr. Ba ran away after being pregnant with the cub of the movie star Alpha

He Zhu pushed his glasses, acting casually as if nothing had happened, but his slightly trembling knuckles betrayed him.

"Ah."

Seeing that He Zhu rarely showed a trace of nervousness, Yan Rongqiu confirmed his guess even more.

He stood up, stared at He Zhu, and asked earnestly:

"You don't still believe in the legend about the spider spell, do you?"

He Zhu is only a few years older than himself, and is of the same generation. He Zhu must know everything that was popular in his student days.

Thinking of this, Yan Rongqiu couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips, revealing a slight smile.Unexpectedly, a person like He Zhu would be particularly persistent in such a strange aspect.

Also blame the simple and cute(?) ones.

"Yes."

In the air, the slightly rising dull tail sound dissipated, leaving behind a moment of subtle silence.

Yan Rongqiu felt his eyes dim, and He Zhu had already stepped closer, as if he wanted to completely cover him under his shadow.

"A friend of mine once told me that, and I've always believed it."

The solemn and earnest voice, almost carrying a bit of confessional piety, was deep and deep, shaking Yan Rongqiu's eardrums slightly numb.

He nodded silently.

Although the legend is even more false than "Jin 〇 Zhong Internet cafe beats Lin Yun 〇 violently" and "On Ma 〇 Teng's birthday, you can get Q coins by forwarding the message to 5 groups", but there must be someone who was like He Zhu. , to take comfort from, and even deliverance from—

Among them, He Xun's younger brother He Wanzhi was probably included.

At this time, there were some slight noises from the bedroom not far away, and Yan Xinxing should have woken up.Yan Rongqiu and He Zhu pushed the door open together and went in, only to see glutinous rice dumplings lying on the bed, happily teasing a fluffy little white dog.The little white dog is round and fluffy, like a snowball, and the small head of the glutinous rice dumpling with soft black curly hair is in contrast to each other. It seems that they have become good friends.

"Marshmallow, why are you running around again?"

"Woof!" Cotton Candy yelled at He Zhu, showing no sign of repentance.

"So your name is Cotton Candy." Yan Xinxing stretched out his chubby hand and gently stroked its little head.

"Aww." Cotton Candy shook her pigtails tied with pink bows, jumped off the bed again and again, completely ignoring He Zhu's outstretched hands, obediently rubbed against Yan Rongqiu's feet, stood up and shook her little Short legs beg for a hug: "Wow!"

"Hello, Marshmallow." Yan Rongqiu knelt down, held its soft paws, and shook them solemnly, completely unaware that he had completely exposed the back of his slender neck to He Zhu's vision.

Smooth and fair, just looking down, one can imagine the porcelain-like cold touch.

This person, who obviously built thousands of thick invisible barriers around him, would leak a little bit of defenselessness and unconsciously confuse people's minds.

It's deadly.

"Then, let's take our leave first." Yan Rongqiu hugged Yan Xinxing, "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoxin."

"You're welcome." He Zhu sent them to the door. His long legs, which usually take two steps with one step, suddenly slowed down.

"Uncle villain, goodbye." Yan Xinxing shook his little hand at him, blinking his big black eyes, really like a beautiful doll.

He Zhu's heart was a little soft and warm, and he really wanted to hug him again.

"Can I come here to play with Marshmallow again?" Yan Xinxing asked.

"Of course, anytime."

It wasn't until the bright car lights disappeared at the end of the road that He Zhu turned around and went back to the house. He strode through the empty living room, took off his glasses and threw them on the coffee table, walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet.

The water flow was very strong, and the foam all over his head and body was quickly washed away.He Zhu casually pulled on a bathrobe and wrapped it around, while wiping his wet｜d｜｜ slightly curly black hair, while turning on the McIntosh speaker in a corner of the room.

The movement of "Spring Sonata" suddenly poured down like a warm spring breeze, breaking the unbearable loneliness and silence that filled the room.

Opening the drawer, He Zhu carefully took out a photo album, and flipped through the few photos stored in it for the countless times.

When my mother was alive, she didn't leave much trace of her existence in this world. After her death, everything related to her was regarded as a virus-like taboo and loathed, and was cleaned up early.These few photos alone were secretly kept by his father behind his grandfather's back, and became the only treasures he could use to miss his mother.

The plastic cover of the photo album reflected the light slightly, vaguely reflecting the face of an extremely handsome man, so charming that it almost exuded a faint light.

This face perfectly inherited the superior appearance of the woman in the photo - but the softness was completely removed, and the heavy eyebrows and eyes were full of lingering sternness.

He Zhu closed the album, but didn't put it back, just sticking it to his bosom.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted Yan Rongqiu to be here, without saying or doing anything, as long as he could be with him for a while, even for a short time, it was enough.