Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

At night, the Jing's house is brightly lit. The old Jing's house is on the top of a mountain in the suburbs, far away from the urban area. Zhang Ziyu sits in the co-pilot, watching the neon lights all over the street turn into dark woods.

Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but press the window, and the cool wind of the summer night rushed in frantically, blowing Zhang Ziyu's hair on his forehead.

Jing Qiao slowed down the car thoughtfully. He didn't want his family to see a little lunatic with a bird's nest on his head.

The point is that this little lunatic still doesn't know it at all.

"When you get home, you can just call my parents." Jing Qiao said lightly.

Zhang Ziyu was puzzled: "Why?"

"There are too many people, you don't know it, and it's useless to know it."

"why?"

When Jing Qiao faced Zhang Ziyu, his patience was overwhelming, and he himself didn't know what was going on.Maybe it's because he always remembers Ah Yu four years ago, the talkative and laughing Ah Yu. When he saw Ah Yu who was armed with a hard shell, Jing Qiao couldn't control his emotions and couldn't bear it. I can't help being soft-hearted for him, and modifying my bottom line and principles little by little for him.

"Many of them have lived abroad for a long time. If we meet once this time, we don't know when we will meet next time."

"Oh." Zhang Ziyu said he understood.

Jing Qiao didn't bother to deal with that group of people. He even forgot the names of some of them. When the Jing family was in crisis, most of them ran away after wiping their asses. Shi, if Su Ziyin hadn't stopped them, Jingqiao would have devoured them to death.

Jing Qiao is not a good person who will soften his heart to others.

Only Zhang Ziyu would think that Jing Qiao is a person with a cold face and a warm heart. He is indifferent on the surface but actually gentle.

This is enough.

"What kind of person is grandpa?" Zhang Ziyu looked forward, his voice was not loud, and it was blown away by the wind.

Jing Qiao sneered and said, "Scheming oldboy."

Zhang Ziyu couldn't help laughing.

His eyebrows are clear and handsome, like the bright moon on the top of the mountain, the light pouring down is dazzling.

But Zhang Ziyu seldom smiled like that.

Jing Qiao coughed lightly and said, "I'm not joking with you. Grandpa did things unexpectedly. You should be his focus today."

Hearing Jing Qiao's serious words, Zhang Ziyu panicked and asked anxiously, "Then what will grandpa ask me to do?"

Jing Qiao thought for a while, then said casually: "Maybe..."

Zhang Ziyu was very nervous.

"Let you kiss me or something." Jing Qiao's voice was deep and magnetic, and he deliberately lowered his voice, and all the words poured into Zhang Ziyu's ears.

****

The car slowly drove into the yard, the huge yard was full of luxury cars, the lights in the yard were all on, and the varieties of roses in the garden were blooming beautifully, and the noise in the living room could be heard from outside.

Jing Qiao unbuckled his seat belt, and when he turned to look at Zhang Ziyu, he found that he hadn't moved.

"What's wrong?" Jing Qiao asked softly.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said it was all right.

Lowering his head to untie the seat belt, his hands were shaking, and he couldn't untie it for a long time. Jing Qiao leaned on the seat and looked at Zhang Ziyu quietly. He didn't mean to help, just watched quietly.

"Hmm..." Zhang Ziyu's ears turned red gradually, and his breathing became short of breath.

Looking at him like this, Jing Qiao was haunted by an unknown emotion. He just felt that his heart was rubbed severely by someone, and it was sore and painful.

"Raise your head, Ayu." Jing Qiao's voice was deep but commanding.

Zhang Ziyu raised his head and looked at Jingqiao blankly.

"What are you afraid of?" Jing Qiao asked softly. In fact, he felt something was wrong with Zhang Ziyu all the way here, but he just didn't poke it out.

"Brother Jing..." Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao and shouted in a low voice.

Jing Qiao was not distracted by him, and his voice became colder: "Ayu, take your time."

His hands slowly covered Zhang Ziyu's face, Zhang Ziyu's face was cold and bloodless, and he looked listless, looking at Jing Qiao, just like the little dolphin in the swimming pool looking at the animal trainer, dependent and wronged.

"Will they hate me?" Zhang Ziyu's voice was very flat, without looking at his face, he couldn't hear his nervousness at all.

Jing Qiao laughed, it turned out that he was worried about this.

He rubbed Zhang Ziyu's hair fiercely, and comforted him, "My people don't need them to hate or like them."

It's not that Zhang Ziyu has deep feelings for Jing Qiao, and it's even more impossible to say that he likes Jing Qiao. What exists may only be the vague and inexplicable things four years ago. I like it, but it's this kind of thing that can't be talked about, but it makes Zhang Ziyu unable to resist Jing Qiao.

He is too weak.

Jingqiao is too strong.

Jingqiao Da Zhang Ziyu is eight years old. He has walked many paths that Zhang Ziyu has not walked, and has done many things that Zhang Ziyu has not done. The weak cannot resist and submit to the strong, which is innate.

For the remaining half year of the third year of high school, the Zhang family was Zhang Ziyu's nightmare, so much so that he was very afraid of being disliked, and he would be disliked and discarded again just like his mother abandoned him.

This is Zhang Ziyu's pain.

It also became his nightmare.

Even though these people were nothing to Zhang Ziyu, he still couldn't control his emotions.

The overwhelming emotion that took his breath away.

Hearing Zhang Ziyu panting heavily, Jing Qiao reached out to help him unbuckle his seat belt, hugged him into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, Ah Yu, I'm here."

Children, you have to be coaxed after all.

When Jing Qiao led Zhang Ziyu's men out of the car, Zhang Ziyu's mood obviously calmed down a lot.

"Wow..." Li Wen shouted exaggeratedly while standing on the stairs holding a glass of red wine.

Then came the molesting words one after another.

"It's really cute. It's a pity that such a cute little brother was ruined by Jing Qiao."

"I don't think it's cute, I think it's handsome!"

"What old cow, our Jingqiao is very attractive!"

"Little brother, come to my place, sister buys you a drink!"

"Jing Qiao, can you stop protecting the little cutie like a dog guarding a cub, we can't eat him!"

Jing Qiao bypassed the group of demons and goblins, walked straight in front of Mr. Jing, sat down while pressing Zhang Ziyu's shoulder, and then sat down himself.

Zhang Ziyu first greeted Jing Qiao step by step, Jing Dulin nodded, and his eyes fell on Jing Qiao.

"How is grandpa recently?"

Jing Dulin's hair is gray and his eyes are shining. He is not a simple person at first glance.

"You still know to come back?! I didn't go to get married and you didn't say to call and ask." Jing Dulin blamed.

Jing Qiao said lightly: "You are not in good health, it is better to go out less."

Jing Dulin said: "You don't need to remind me that my health is not good, I know it!"

Jing Qiao replied lightly: "The last time you ate corn candy and went to the hospital in the middle of the night, have you forgotten?"

Jing Dulin was taken aback for a moment, and then exploded. Looking at the expressionless Zhang Ziyu, the old man blushed, and said, "I didn't eat!"

"Yeah." Jing Qiao looked careless, and Jing Dulin became even more angry.

But anger is also fake anger. His favorite grandson is Jing Qiao. He is promising, a man who does great things, decisive in action, decisive in killing, not procrastinating, not indecisive. He pulled the precarious Jing family back from hell. , and created the Jing family who is unrivaled today. Jing Dulin really likes this grandson very much.

So for Jing Qiao's partner, Jing Dulin picked and picked again, but he couldn't find one that he was satisfied with. They couldn't wait to see her, but Jing Qiao wasn't in a hurry at all. It turned out that he had liked it for a long time.

What Jing Qiao told Jing Dulin was that he had liked Zhang Ziyu for four years.

Jing Dulin wants to see what kind of child Jing Qiao likes for four years.

When I knew Zhang Ziyu's current age, Jing Dulin's expression collapsed at that time. I liked him for four years. This child is now eighteen, and Jing Qiao secretly fell in love with him when he co-authored him when he was fourteen. Jing Dulin comforted himself It may be that Zhang Ziyu's appearance is mature, so he didn't dare to ask people to check Zhang Ziyu's photo, for fear that others would say that his grandson is an old cow eating tender grass.

When he saw the wedding photos sent by Jing Jing, Jing Dulin was relieved, looking at the photos he was quite mature.

Zhang Ziyu put on makeup at that time.

This time, Zhang Ziyu came in casual attire when he met the people in Jing's old house. Jing Qiao said that he should wear whatever is comfortable and don't care about others.

The moment Jing Dulin saw Zhang Ziyu, he was stunned.

It is so tender, it feels like a tender grass bud, and it can be broken with a little force. It seems that Jingqiao is really an old cow gnawing tender grass.

Jing Dulin thought that the child's thinking must be very naive, and he was born in the second generation of the rich, and Zhang Haicheng is such a thing, the child he taught must not be much better.

Jing Dulin had already given up hope, as long as Jing Qiao liked it, he would not say anything.

"Where does cutie go to college?" The lady who asked the question was very beautiful and mature, and it was said that she was studying for a Ph.D. at a well-known university in the United States.

"W is big."

"Okay, I didn't pass any exams back then, so my mother just threw me abroad." This time it was the second cousin who answered the call, a master of eating, drinking and having fun.

Jing Dulin instantly felt that the child was okay again.

"Aren't my parents here?" Jing Qiao didn't see them as soon as he entered.

Jing Dulin sighed and said, "They went on a trip."

Jingqiao: "..."

Zhang Ziyu also heard it, and he also looked puzzled and puzzled.

Jing Dulin finished his meal, wiped his mouth, waved to Zhang Ziyu, and said, "Zhang Ziyu, come with me."

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao, Jing Qiao nodded, and he followed Jing Dulin upstairs with confidence.

Jing Dulin led Zhang Ziyu to the study room, let Zhang Ziyu sit down and made a cup of tea with Zhang Ziyu himself. Zhang Ziyu looked at the mist curling up in the teacup, wondering what Jing Dulin wanted to say.

Fidgeting.

This feeling of being scrutinized by others is really uncomfortable, especially being scrutinized by an old man like Jing Dulin who has experienced a lot, no matter how many shells are left, his sharp eyes will clean up.

Jing Dulin moved a stool, stepped on it, and reached out to grab something.

Zhang Ziyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, he quickly stood up and said, "Come down, I'll get you what you want."

"No, I'll do it myself, you go sit down." Jing Dulin refused, and continued to touch the board.

After a while, Zhang Ziyu saw Jing Dulin coming over with a sandalwood box.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the box with a calm expression, not knowing what Jingdulin was going to do, was it like giving him a token from his grandmother in ancient times?

Jing Dulin opened the box, it was different from what he had imagined, it contained a stack of photos.

"I didn't put it in a photo album. I like wooden boxes. I asked someone to print a copy of Jingqiao's previous photos and put them in this one." Jing Dulin took out the photos one by one, his eyes full of reluctance and love.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the photo in Jing Dulin's hand. When Jing Qiao was young, he looked at someone who was even more indifferent than himself.

His brows are handsome and indifferent, his face is sharp and angular, and his eyes are like ice-cold pool water. He hardly ever smiles in all the photos.

Until a photo appeared in Zhang Ziyu's sight.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Ziyu yelled, "Can I see this picture?"

Zhang Ziyu, who couldn't learn to beat around the bush, directly pointed out that he wanted to see the photo, not tactful at all, and not afraid of what Jing Dulin would see.

Zhang Ziyu didn't mean anything else, he was just curious, it was the first time he saw Jing Qiao smiling like sunshine, although it was just a photo, Zhang Ziyu was surprised enough.

Jing Dulin handed the photo to Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu took the photo and looked at Jing Qiao in the photo. At that time, Jing Qiao's facial features were very indifferent, which was different from Zhang Ziyu's deliberate pretending. Jing Qiao's indifference made people dare not approach him. People tear it apart.

When Jing Dulin was holding this photo, Zhang Ziyu only saw half of the photo. He thought that all the photos were of Jing Qiao alone.

But the photo in my hand is not.

The boy next to Jingqiao has charming eyebrows, gentle demeanor, and a scholarly temperament. He feels that every word will smell like ink. Standing next to Jingqiao, he is half a head shorter than Jingqiao. His smile is as bright and beautiful as Jingqiao. With a carefree look, Zhang Ziyu hasn't smiled like this for a long time.

He didn't seem to have seen Jing Qiao smile like this before.

In other words -

Jing Qiao never laughed like this when he was beside Zhang Ziyu.

Jing Dulin looked at Zhang Ziyu staring at this photo, and said with a smile: "The one next to him is Song Qi. He and Jing Qiao grew up together. You should have seen Jing Qiao's other childhood friends. They all grew up together."

Zhang Ziyu didn't show any emotion, and listened quietly. Old people like to tell stories, and Jing Dulin obviously became addicted to storytelling.

"Song Qi's parents are busy with business, and they don't trust the nanny to take care of him. His parents have a good relationship with Jing Qiao's parents. It can be said that they lived and boarded with Jing Qiao in those years. The two of them have the best relationship. None of them can compare to the relationship between Song Qi and Jing Qiao." Jing Dulin said slowly.

Zhang Ziyu listened very carefully, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Later, there was a problem with Jing's business..."

"Song Qi's parents stomped on Jing's foot and ran away. Song Qi left without saying goodbye. Jing Qiao has changed a lot since then. He loves to smile more than before. He can laugh at anyone. At first I can still tell whether his smile is real or his smile is fake, and later, even I can’t tell the difference, and even I don’t know which one is the real Jingqiao.” Jing Dulin said later, also somewhat Disappointed.

Zhang Ziyu slowly put the photo on the table, looking at the two teenagers with bright smiles in the photo, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

He obviously doesn't like Jingqiao.

But my heart is sour.

If you eat too much sugar, and then eat sour, you will feel like you are going to die.

"What happened later?" Zhang Ziyu's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't see anything wrong, "Did Song Qi come back later?"

Jing Dulin shook his head, sighed and said: "Since going abroad, Song Qi has never come back, nor has he contacted Jing Qiao again, it should be that Jing Qiao is unwilling to forgive, Jing Qiao is arrogant, Having encountered such a thing, he should hate Song Qi to death."

"I don't want this to happen between the two of them. After all, they are best friends. It's not easy to have a confidant in life." Jing Dulin sighed.

Zhang Ziyu nodded absent-mindedly, intending to put the photo back into the box, flipped through his fingers, and saw the words on the back of the photo.

A line of characters is delicate and delicate.

The atmosphere of a line is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This is Song Qi.

This is King Bridge.

Zhang Ziyu also understands the ignorant and green feelings when he was young.

Slightly stunned for a moment, he slowly put the photo back into the box, and said to Jing Dulin, "Grandpa, I'm going down first, you..."

Jing Dulin waved his hand and said, "I want to stay a little longer, you can go down and play."

Then he smiled at Zhang Ziyu's back and said, "Children just can't calm down."

Zhang Ziyu paused for a moment, opened the door and went out.

The light in the corridor was very bright, and Zhang Ziyu's face was very pale.

Zhang Ziyu leaned against the white railing of the corridor, looking down from above, Jing Qiao was talking to two boys, and those two boys also talked to Zhang Ziyu, but Zhang Ziyu didn't remember their names, and he didn't know how many. Cousins ​​and cousins.

Sensing the sight from upstairs, Jing Qiao glanced up and saw Zhang Ziyu.

Jing Qiao mouthed Zhang Ziyu to go downstairs, and Zhang Ziyu gave Jing Qiao a faint smile, and walked downstairs slowly.

It's no different than usual.

Zhang Ziyu would not allow such emotions to leak out, he wanted to respect himself.

But he doesn't want to talk to Jing Qiao now, knowing that Jing Qiao had a first love that he loved deeply, Zhang Ziyu felt a little sour in his heart, a little jealous, but he didn't know who he was jealous of.

He may be jealous of Song Qi, jealous that Song Qi can get such deep affection.

It is also possible that he is jealous of Jing Qiao, jealous that Jing Qiao can be a brave lover when he was young.

Not to mention jealousy, not yet.

Zhang Ziyu felt that he should keep a distance from Jing Qiao now, and Song Qi would come back in no time, even if Song Qi did that to Jing Qiao, as long as it wasn't an emotional betrayal, what would be unforgivable?Not to mention that this is just the grievances of the parents.

Zhang Ziyu sat down on a chair a distance from Jingqiao, and took a sip of water absent-mindedly.

He wasn't thinking about the dinner party at all, he just thought about how he should leave when Song Qi came back?

Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu who was obviously absent-minded, and slowly put down the wine in his hand, his eyes became dark.

Jing Rong looked at Jing Qiao and asked, "What's wrong with the cutie? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Jingqiao shook his head.

Jing Rong continued: "Go on, next month, brother, listen carefully, next month, Song Qi will be back."

Jing Qiao asked with a chuckle, "What's wrong?"

His expression didn't change a bit, and his eyes didn't have any waves, as if Jing Rong was talking about a stranger.

Jing Rong looked at Jing Qiao in disbelief and said, "The two of you had such a good relationship back then, even though he didn't do it kindly, it's not up to him to decide, so don't be angry."

"Jing Rong..." Jing Qiao looked at the red color in the cup, slowly shaking it, and said in a low voice, "I seem to like someone else."

"What do you mean?"

"I said..." Jing Qiao said in a low voice, "I have someone I want to take care of for the rest of my life."

Jing Rong asked in surprise, "What about Song Qi?"

Jing Qiao said lightly: "We have already broken up."

Jing Rong never gave up arguing: "If you break up, you can get back together!"

Jing Qiao looked at Jing Rong silently for a moment, until Jing Rong looked stiff and unnatural.

His voice was icy and cold, it was obviously the dog days, but it made people feel like they were in the twelfth lunar month.

"I am married."

"Besides, I have no plans to divorce."

Jing Rong choked on the words in his mouth. He remembered Song Qi's joy when he called him yesterday. Through the phone, Jing Rong could feel his happiness. He didn't know that Jing Qiao was married, and no one would. tell him.

"Jing Rong, I'm coming back. Can you show me Jing Qiao? If I come back and he disappears, I'm the only one asking!"

"Jing Rong, tell me, should I wear a sweater or a shirt when I come back?"

"How is Jingqiao now? I miss him so much! Do you think he will blame me? I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't know. I didn't know that my parents would do such a thing. The breakup was just a coincidence, that was not my intention, Jing Rong, tell me, will he forgive me?"

Jing Rong left the living room angrily, stood in the kitchen, and sent Song Qi a text message.

"Don't come back!" -Jing Rong

The message over there was replied quickly, and I was very puzzled.

"What's wrong???" - Song Qi

After hesitating for a long time, I typed paragraph after paragraph, everything here has changed, the amusement park is gone, what are you doing when you come back, Jingqiao is so annoying now, after typing, I deleted all of them, only a few words, indifferent and cold a few words.

"Jing Qiao is married." -Jing Rong.

As soon as the message was sent, Jing Rong's cell phone rang, and it was Song Qi calling.

After answering the phone, before Jing Rong could speak, Song Qi asked in a trembling voice, "You lied to me, right? He said, he said, wait for me..."

Jing Rong sighed and said, "Song Qi, I didn't lie to you."

There was a moment of silence over there, and then there was a loud noise, like something broken, Song Qi said in a hoarse voice: "I won't give up, I won't give up, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

Looking at the hung up phone, Jing Rong wanted to cry, but what crime did he do?

"Go back." Jing Qiao walked to Zhang Ziyu's side and said softly.

Zhang Ziyu hummed, stood up and walked out.

Jing Qiao didn't know, so Zhang Ziyu's mood was a little bit wrong, and it happened after he came out of his grandfather's study, but Zhang Ziyu obviously didn't want to say it, he even acted like he didn't want to talk to Jing Qiao.

What should I do if the child throws a temper tantrum?

Jing Qiao has never really coaxed a child in this rebellious period. If he can't say a word, who knows if he will seek death or life.

Besides, Zhang Ziyu is different from others, he is Jing Qiao's legal partner.

Jing Qiao treated him differently from others.

But Zhang Ziyu doesn't know about this right now. He was thinking that if Song Qi came back, how would he get out of the way? Would he be pointed at and scolded as a little boy?Just like Chen Huansha.

After blowing the wind in the yard for a while, Zhang Ziyu didn't feel so panicked anymore. He probably forgot that he was married to Jing Qiao, and there was nothing to be afraid of if he didn't do anything wrong. So bored.

Jing Qiao followed behind him, seeing that he was in a better mood, and said in a deep voice, "Get in the car."

Zhang Ziyu nodded and got into the car.

"What did grandpa tell you just now?" Jing Qiao was about to take the initiative to bring up this topic. He didn't think that Jing Dulin brought Zhang Ziyu up to the study just to play chess and read books.

Zhang Ziyu felt that those photos were nothing, so he said it calmly: "Show me some photos of you before."

His old photos?

"Ok?"

Zhang Ziyu took a deep breath and said, "There is a picture inside, which is a photo of you and Song Qi."

Zhang Ziyu suddenly fell forward when Jing Qiao stepped hard, but fortunately he was wearing a seat belt.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jingqiao and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is this the only one?" Jing Qiao knew that Jingdulin was not that good.

No wonder there was something wrong with Zhang Ziyu coming down from the stairs, cooperating with Jing Dulin to prepare such a big gift for the two of them.

Zhang Ziyu said in a low voice: "There are two sentences written on it, you should still remember it."

Jing Qiao gritted his teeth: "I don't remember!"

Zhang Ziyu leaned against the window, he had never seen Jing Qiao who put his emotions on the surface like this, he was a little flustered, but he answered truthfully.

"It says, this is Song Qi, and this is Jingqiao."

Jing Qiao smiled instead of anger: "What do you think?"

Zhang Ziyu didn't know how to answer this question, because he didn't know Jing Qiao's current feelings for Song Qi, but he was sure that Jing Qiao didn't mean much to him, and the marriage was just a matter of his father trying to curry favor .

Zhang Ziyu's expression was a little gloomy and indifferent, he pursed his lips and chose not to speak.

After a while, Jing Qiao raised Zhang Ziyu's chin with his hand, forcing him to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "No one can convince me of the things I want to change. On the contrary, no one can change the things I believe in."

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao with dark and heavy eyes, as if a whirlpool was hidden in it.

Jing Qiao let go of Zhang Ziyu, rubbed his hair, and said with a light smile, "It's over, now you are my wife."

Zhang Ziyu blushed instantly, and leaned against the window silently.

After sorting out his emotions, Zhang Ziyu felt that it would be better to clarify some things.

"Is he back yet?"

Jing Qiao said calmly, "Come back."

"Then..." Knowing that Song Qi was coming back, Zhang Ziyu was a little confused, because he couldn't figure out what Jing Qiao was thinking, Jing Qiao was hiding too deeply.

"Zhang Ziyu." Jing Qiao turned to look at him, and said slowly, "We are married, and I will keep my promise and will not leave you."

Obviously the second half of the sentence is so beautiful, but the addition of the first half made Zhang Ziyu's expression a little stiff.

"Let's go." After Jing Qiao finished speaking, he paused for a while before starting the car.

Jing Qiao, isn't he waiting for Song Qi to come back.

Now, he is waiting for Zhang Ziyu to grow up.

****

Zhang Ziyu had good eyesight, and from a long distance away, he saw a person sitting under the white bench outside the villa.

The car drove slowly, Zhang Ziyu saw clearly that it was Chen Chi.

What does he come to do?

"You know him?" Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked.

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said to Jing Qiao: "Brother Jing, you go up first, this is my... classmate."

Jing Qiao turned around and left.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Ziyu looked at Chen Chi coldly.

The wind at night was a bit chilly. Chen Chi was wearing an army green trench coat, his hair was messed up by the wind, but he was still very stylish. The way he looked at Zhang Ziyu was as cold as the water in a glacier, as cold as in a cold pool in March Bitter as the water.

Chen Chi didn't stand up, and directly handed a red envelope to Zhang Ziyu, and said expressionlessly, "Your admission letter has arrived."

Zhang Ziyu glanced at it, took it, and said lightly, "Thank you."

Turn around and leave.

"Aren't you going to sit down for a while?" Chen Chi said angrily behind him.

Zhang Ziyu turned to look at him again, and after a while, sat on the other side of the bench, making sure that he had no physical contact with Chen Chi.

"Is that why you hate me so much?"

Zhang Ziyu's voice was cold: "Of course, your sister ruined my family." Originally, he could have said more obedient words, but seeing Chen Chi wearing a windbreaker hat, he still didn't say it. Chen Huansha is the third party who cares about Chen Chi However, Zhang Ziyu just needed a place to vent, so Chen Chi came up with it himself.

Half a year after his parents divorced, no one cared how Zhang Ziyu got here.

Zhang Haicheng was busy robbing the company for shares and houses, Ge Ting was busy breaking up with Zhang Haicheng, other people's parents would pick them up outside after the college entrance examination, even Xu Feng's father who beat and scolded him on weekdays came, Only Zhang Ziyu is alone.

He just took his anger out on Chen Chi, what happened?

He has only just come of age...

"I know she ruined your family." Chen Chi said lightly, "Even before she ruined it, I knew it."

Zhang Ziyu suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Chi coldly: "Since you already knew..."

Chen Chi interrupted Zhang Ziyu and said, "I know it, but it's not something I can stop. They are consensual. Besides, your father, don't you understand?"

"If your mother's eyes had been opened up at that time..."

Zhang Ziyu said hoarsely, "Shut up!"

Zhang Ziyu let out a long breath, his eyes became sore again, he looked up at the sky, and said in a nasty way: "I used to have no goals, no ideals, and I didn't feel that family was so important. Later, Chen Huansha stepped in, and then I became a friend." Let me know that in this world, there are really people who aim to destroy other people's families, heh..."

The resentment in his heart flooded again, Zhang Ziyu asked coldly: "Then what's the difference between you and Chen Huansha?"

"I have nothing to do with Chen Huansha." After a while, Chen Chi said in a stiff tone.

Although Zhang Ziyu had a lot of emotional ups and downs, he was able to control it when necessary. Chen Chi's expression was wrong, so Zhang Ziyu no longer deliberately uttered bad words.

"He is my stepfather's daughter. We are half-brothers. She could not understand me since she was a child. Others only say that there are many patriarchal families out there, but our family is patriarchal. Sometimes I still think, what if Our family is patriarchal as well." Chen Chi smiled coldly.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Chen Chi with a stunned expression, he didn't know this.

"I didn't want to move to your house. Believe it or not." Chen Chi spoke coldly and rushed as if he had been shot.

Zhang Ziyu said, "I didn't say I didn't believe it."

Chen Chi sneered: "You don't have to believe it, after all, Chen Huansha treats me like a younger brother in front of others."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ziyu smiled lightly: "Then I would rather believe you, how can Chen Huansha be trusted?"

Although they were both eighteen or nineteen years old, they didn't have much in common. They used to be in a state of hostility, and Zhang Ziyu would go crazy when he heard Chen Chi's name, but he was not used to sitting quietly like this now.

"You..." Chen Chi asked softly, "How are you and Jing Qiao?"

Thinking of what happened tonight, Zhang Ziyu's heart instantly cooled down. He nodded and said, "It's okay."

Chen Chi sneered, "Really?"

Zhang Ziyu looked away unnaturally, he had a feeling of being seen through.

"Come here, I'll tell you something." Chen Chi suddenly changed the subject with a serious expression.

Zhang Ziyu: "What?"

As he spoke, he slowly leaned over. Chen Chi looked at his exposed slender and fair neck, took a heavy breath, and bit down on it.

"Hiss..." Zhang Ziyu pushed Chen Chi away, covered his neck, and said in disbelief, "Are you crazy?!"

After speaking, he took the notice and ran away in a panic, almost tripping on the way.

Zhang Ziyu is too simple.

It was so simple that Chen Chi worried.

Obviously he was so guarded against himself before, Zhang Ziyu immediately believed him after he only said a few words, his character of believing what he said was really worrying.

Chen Chi looked up at the man standing by the French window of the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, and smiled coldly.

Jing Qiao raised his glass to Chen Chi and smiled slightly.

Chen Chi was walking on the road, his back was thin and lonely, he still remembered the first time he saw Zhang Ziyu, that was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his whole life.

none of them.

It was an afternoon when he was ordered by his parents to deliver food to Chen Huansha. Chen Chi was unwilling and was slapped. Chen Chi ran to Chen Huansha's company with red eyes and swollen cheeks, shameless Shouting at the front desk, just to lose face of Chen Huansha.

Sure enough, Chen Huansha ran down and slapped him without saying a word.

Chen Chi was beaten to the side of his head, but he saw the boy behind Chen Huansha.

The boy was wearing a clean British-style school uniform, exuding aristocratic temperament from head to toe, his brows and eyes were as picturesque as jade, his skin as fair as porcelain, and his fingers were white and long. Forgive Chen Chi for not studying well at that time, so he could only use too much It looks good in this sentence.

Chen Chi was still immersed in the boy's appearance, Chen Huansha had already realized that doing so would harm her own interests, and immediately ran over to hug him, crying and saying sorry, it was my sister who was too impulsive, it was my sister who was too distressed You are so tired from school and you still have to deliver meals to your sister. It is your sister's fault, and a touching drama was put on.

Zhang Ziyu went to the front desk to ask for toilet paper, and handed it to Chen Chi, smiling brightly: "Do you want to wipe your sweat with toilet paper?"

Chen Chi took the toilet paper with both hands, afraid that his hands would get it dirty.

He wants to save this toilet paper, and he will do what he says.

In fact, he really did it, and this piece of toilet paper is still quietly in his diary.

Some people say that it is love at first sight, which is probably the case.

From then on, Chen Chi took the initiative to ask for food for Chen Huansha. As long as he could see that good-looking person, Chen Huansha and other hot chickens would all go away.

Unfortunately, Chen Chi's mother passed away.

Chen Chi's mother committed suicide because she couldn't bear her father's domestic violence and chose to abandon Chen Chi.

Since then, Chen Chi's whole body has undergone earth-shaking changes. He no longer visits Zhang Ziyu every day. He buries that person deeply in his heart, and he tries hard to climb out of this quagmire.

Especially when he knew that Chen Huansha had ruined Zhang Ziyu's family, Chen Chi was even more ashamed to see Zhang Ziyu. He felt that it was impossible for him and Zhang Ziyu to live forever.

Later, he also went to visit Zhang Ziyu quietly, he changed a lot, he didn't smile anymore, he was so silent, just like himself.

Chen Chi couldn't describe the feeling, as if his heart had been crushed.

So when Chen Huansha asked her to move to Zhang Ziyu's house, Chen Chi disagreed. He had his own dignity, but when Chen Huansha said, "He is getting married, why don't you go and see him?" At that time, Chen Chi disarmed and surrendered. The person he kept deep in his heart was getting married.

When he came to Zhang Ziyu's house, he didn't see him, and knew that he had left. Chen Huansha was just lying to himself, but Chen Chi didn't have the strength to pursue it anymore.

So he couldn't help saying unlucky things at Zhang Ziyu's wedding. He was so good-looking, so good, but he didn't belong to Chen Chi.

Tonight, he did this act purely because he saw Jing Qiao standing by the window looking at him and Zhang Ziyu, so he did that on purpose. Seeing Zhang Ziyu running away in a hurry, and seeing Jing Qiao disappearing by the window, Chen Late