The people I chased later became my backup tires.

Su Ji has always been a man who knows how to show off his strengths. In Xie Yu's words, he is flamboyant like a butterfly, flying among thousands of flowers without touching his body.

When Su Ji heard Xie Yu say this, he usually just smiled, neither refuting nor agreeing.

He is indeed a person who takes pains to decorate himself, but what if all the beautiful coats of this butterfly are only for one person?

Su Ji patted the soot stains on the tail of the gray windbreaker lightly. He has always looked very good in this kind of slightly longer and slim-fitting clothes, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a walking clothes hanger.

The hair was trimmed very thoughtfully, mixed with the vigor of youth and the charm of a mature man, coupled with that handsome and lustful face, the earring on the right ear showed a perverse and strong atmosphere.

Sitting on the sofa in the coffee shop, he leaned back slightly and stretched his body. He looked at the upright man sitting across from him with a lazy look on his face. He yawned and said, "Professor Jiang doesn't know me very well. I was a little surprised to receive an invitation suddenly today."

Su Ji leaned forward a little, his smile was casually sarcastic, but well concealed, at least he looked polite, and he couldn't find anything wrong.

"Could it be that Professor Jiang knows that I'm Xiaoyu's best brother, and came here to ask me about his habits or preferences?"

The man pursed his lips, paused, and said, "We Xiao Yu likes a lot. For example, we never touch the egg flower when we drink seaweed and egg drop soup. When we use a spoon, we must tap the rim of the bowl first..."

Every time Jiang Ning heard what he said, the sullen look in his eyes became more and more serious. He looked at Su Ji mockingly: "Brother?"

"Is that how you shamelessly swear your intimacy to your brother's boyfriend?"

The curvature of Su Ji's eyebrows and eyes slowly tightened, and he raised his eyelids expressionlessly, his pure black eyes just looked at Jiang Ning, calm and without any emotion.

Jiang Ning curled her lips sarcastically: "Don't be so ugly, other people's boyfriends make you so greedy?"

"If you don't want to be a human, don't be a dog either, President Su."

Su Ji looked at him inexplicably, and after a long while said slowly, "Enough is enough?"

Jiang Ning looked at him coldly, and continued: "You'd better not make everyone look bad, Su Ji, you should know that Xiao Yu can't possibly like you, right?"

"You are just a friend to him."

Su Ji bent his eyes, suddenly stretched out three fingers of his right hand, and slowly bent down one.

"three."

Jiang Ning hated people like Su Ji the most. They seemed to be indifferent. Whether they were attacking each other's weaknesses or using words to try to sway each other, the other party always put on a posture of winning.

Very bad.

Su Ji's smile slowly widened and continued to count.

"two."

"one."

Buzzing, his phone vibrated, obviously, someone was calling.

Su Ji turned on the phone quite leisurely, and pressed the speaker button.

The pianist's voice was directly exposed to the air, and his tone was a little imperceptibly intimidating and petty, as if he was acting like a baby to his boyfriend.

"Where are you, Su Ji? Didn't you agree to go to Zuixianglou's Drunken Duck Feast together today?"

Su Ji slightly raised his head and glanced at Jiang Ning, he smiled softly and said to the man on the other side of the phone: "I just finished my work, I'll be here soon, just wait for me, I'll be there soon."

The pianist complained, "Hurry up, or you won't want any of today's duck legs."

Su Ji responded softly: "Okay, give it all to Xiao Yu."

The man slowly turned off the phone, nodded slightly to Jiang Ning and said, "Sorry, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you any more."

Jiang Ning clenched his fists tightly, and the corners of his eyes showed a bit of ferocity. He stood up and was about to hit Su Ji with a punch.

Su Ji stopped him directly, he shook off Jiang Ning's arm with a little force, took a step back, and looked at him with a half-smile in his fox eyes: "Professor Jiang, calm down, if you really hurt me, Xiao Yu won't Have a good look at you."

"You're a man of proportion, aren't you?"

Su Ji adjusted the collar of the windbreaker, turned around and left.

Jiang Ning slowly fell back on the sofa, he silently withdrew his eyes, looked down at the phone, and pressed it.

A lot of messy notifications flooded in, none of which belonged to Xie Yu.

Jiang Ning closed his eyes, his fingertips trembled slightly, and then he pressed Xie Yu's number.

beep... beep...

The time seemed to be extraordinarily long. After a while, the person on the other side answered the phone.

"Little Jiang? Ah, I'm sorry, I have something to do right now, can I talk to you when I get home?"

beep...

Before Jiang Ning even had time to speak, Xie Yu had already hung up the phone.

He looked at the coffee cup slowly steaming in front of him in a daze, it looked bitter, he thought.

Is Xie Yu so busy?

They have only been together for more than half a month, and Xie Yu seems to be getting more and more busy. He doesn't answer the phone calls, and even if he answers, he just says a few words and hangs up.

Jiang Ning asked him out, but he also started to decline.

The excuse is always busy.

What are you up to?

A pianist only needs to hold one recital every year. He does not need to worry about the family business, nor does he need to work hard. What else does he need to be busy with besides some chores in the piano store and composing music?

What's more, if you are really busy, why do you still have time to have dinner with Su Ji?

In the end, Xie Yu didn't care about him, he wouldn't worry about gains and losses for him, and he wouldn't think too much about him.

The elegant and caring pianist may have only liked him briefly, and he just wanted to play with him.

He, Jiang Ning, was no different from Xie Yu's predecessors.

Jiang Ning's eyes were slightly astringent, and he only felt that there was a big hole in his chest, and the cold wind poured straight into it.

The sense of powerlessness has almost eroded his body and mind. Maybe he will worry too much if he likes someone. Jiang Ning has no experience in falling in love for the first time, and he just subconsciously tolerated it.

The wanton temper on weekdays is just his protective film, but when facing Xie Yu, this protective film is completely defeated.

Xie Yu frowned, as if his heart would stop for a second.

A true heart-to-heart liking should be relaxed and joyful, but Jiang Ning was given too much anxiety, so all he was left with was panic.

The source of this fear is liking and fear of losing.

He has been avoiding one thing, that is, Xie Yu may only be interested in him on a whim.

Xie Yu opened a bottle of red wine, flicked the rim of the goblet lightly with cold white fingers, Su Ji looked at his drooping long and thick eyelashes, like a small fan, and the occasional trembling arc was like It fluttered in his heart.

Su Ji moved his Adam's apple, and asked in a nonchalant voice, "Why haven't I seen you dating your family for a long time?"

Xie Yu didn't even look at him, he ran his fingers through his hair, his expression was a bit lazy and elegant: "He's been too clingy recently, he's a little annoying."

A somewhat restrained smile appeared on Su Ji's face, and he calmed down after a while.

"Change it when you're bored, don't Xiaoyu have many choices?"

The man's voice was hoarse, as if pointing something.

Xie Yu responded indifferently, rubbed his forehead lightly, and frowned a little: "It's boring."

Su Ji reached out and touched the earring on his right ear, turned his head slightly to look at him, and said in a calm voice, "Still thinking about Ah Shen?"

Xie Yu took a sip of the wine, his brown peach eyes just looked at the swaying liquid in the glass, and he hummed after a while.

Su Ji raised his head and took a drink, his red lips stained with water, he smiled, as if he didn't care about Xie Yu's obsession with a dead person.

"Speaking of Ah Shen, we all felt strange at that time. You actually like such a strange person, who acts like a robot. How can you remember him so affectionately?"

Xie Yu seemed to be reminded of something, the man's brown eyes were half closed: "I don't know, I like to follow him since I was a child, and I will follow him to do whatever he likes. After a long time, unconsciously, the sight I can't leave."

"I can touch the piano because of him. I always feel that he is not dead. He lives in the piano. Every time I play it, he will appear by my side and patiently tell me the corresponding notes."

Su Ji clenched his fingers slightly: "Zhuang Shen is really lucky."

She died once and for all, but was born to become Bai Yueguang, the mole on others' hearts.

They couldn't be envious of the magnificent pianist who was lying outside the fence and watching, and there was nowhere to vent their jealousy.

It's an unsolvable question.

It was late at night, Xie Yu insisted on going home by himself, Su Ji saw that he was not drunk, so he no longer insisted on sending him back.

He knew Xie Yu's character well, and he didn't dare to be too clingy.

Seeing the figure of pianist Xin Chang slowly hiding in the corridor, Su Ji frowned and took out a cigarette from the spare box in the car. Smoke rose into the air.

Ethereal and temperatureless.

Su Ji lightly exhaled a faint smoke ring, her eyes were clouded.

The fingers of the man's left hand clicked the steering wheel from time to time. He looked at a certain floor of the tall building, and after a long while he lowered his eyes to put out the cigarette, started the car and left.

He thought, after waiting for him for so many years, this time is not too bad.

After all, Xie Yu drank a lot of wine, opened the door in a daze, went in and closed the door.

Suddenly, the warm yellow light was turned on.

Xie Yu dragged his slippers and walked to the table, casually poured a glass of water to drink.

Just as he pursed his lips, he felt something was wrong.

The water is warm, this is not a thermos.

The bedroom door was gently opened, and a man in light white home clothes came out.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are three-dimensional and deep, and his dark blue eyes are beautiful and look like clear lake water.

This is Cui Baixi, Xie Yu frowned.

He gave Cui Baixi the key to his house.

But as the man approached him, he felt more and more that this man seemed more and more like...

Zhuang Shen.

Yes, his eyebrows and eyes seem to have become more and more charming overnight, and his eyes, movements and demeanor are very much like Zhuang Shen in Xie Yu's memory.

Cui Baixi seemed to be attached to this body with a thin layer of illusory phantom. The man gave Xie Yu the feeling that he was resurrected on this body.

Xie Yu couldn't help moving his Adam's apple, his voice was a little soft, as if he was afraid of shocking someone: "Ah Shen?"

The man's smile was like moonlight floating on water, he walked gently to his side, took the man's hand, and fell a cold kiss on the back of his hand.

"It's me, Xiaoyu, I'm back."

The author has something to say: Cui Baixi is a werewolf

I want to date(?) him even the little scum

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 natural disaster messenger;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Yaowanwan; 10 bottles of Dafu; 1 bottle of Jiuyaoshihei;

If I love my sisters, I can make them love me more_(:з」∠)_

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