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"My brother gave it to me yesterday, but I don't need it. Take it and listen to the music."

As soon as Yan Tou returned to school early in the morning, he began to show his courtesy without having anything to do.

Lu Qingyi, who had finished dressing and was about to go out, glanced at the latest Apple product in his hand, and refused uninterestedly: "Keep it for yourself."

Yan Tou cheekily put things on his table, picked up his bag and followed behind and asked, "Are you going to have breakfast? I'll go too."

Lu Qingyi said: "I don't eat, I go to practice my voice."

Yan Tou smiled: "Then I will accompany you until you finish practicing..."

"What exactly do you want?" Lu Qingyi walked to the corner of the stairs and couldn't help but stop and ask.

Yan Tou's eyes were full of innocence: "I didn't think about it."

Walking around behind his butt all day long, wishing to arrange all the basic necessities of life, even the willful young master's temper is hidden without a trace, which makes Lu Qingyi full of suspicion no matter what, and frowned: "Then are you bored?"

Yan Tou said, "I just want to be friends with you."

Lu Qingyi was silent for a moment, and directly exposed his nonsense: "Even if I don't have friends, I know what it's like between friends. You have many friends, and I haven't seen you treat anyone so... meticulously."

"I don't have many friends either." Yan Tou defended, but finally stopped talking as if discouraged.

The last slap was enough for him to recall.

Lu Qingyi is really a sensitive and direct person. He lowered his eyes and said softly: "I don't want to embarrass you. It's your business if you like to play, but it's better to find the right person."

Yan Tou was speechless.

Lu Qingyi pulled up the scarf to cover his chin, and quickly strode away.

As if deliberately alienating, since the conversation that morning, the relationship between the two has returned to the state of strangers at the beginning of school.

Yan Tou also tried his best to talk to Lu Qingyi a few times, but every time he got silence and ignorance, as time passed, his self-esteem was inevitably a little bit unbearably frustrated.

Maybe it's because of his good condition, Yan Tou is rarely rejected by anyone, even if he is rejected occasionally, he can let it go without a care.

Only this time, an inexplicable feeling appeared in my heart strangely, and then persisted strangely and refused to dissipate.

A large group of boys played basketball for two classes, and when they returned to the classroom, it was naturally lively and noisy.

Yan Tou held a bottle of drink and chatted while wiping sweat with a towel.

Zhang Yi suddenly said: "Hey, last week's arcane results have come down, have you read it?"

Yan Tou shook his head: "No, what's the rush."

"If you do well in the exam, please ask the old class to stop staring at you every day." Zhang Yi put his shoulders on him and said, "Why did he have to dismiss your class monitor?"

Yan Tou laughed: "Who knows, hey, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly, put the basketball near his seat and said, "Let's eat."

Yan Tou peeked at Lu Qingyi, who was flipping through the book, and suddenly raised his head and said, "I have something to do, so you can bring me something here."

"Success." Zhang Yi didn't ask any further questions, and went out after a while chatting and laughing with a few boys.

Yan Tou took out his phone and looked at it, then got up and walked to Lu Qingyi's side and said, "What are you doing?"

Lu Qingyi turned the page of the magazine again, but there was no response.

Yan Tou caught a glimpse of the antique porcelain on the page, and then smiled: "This is from my brother's friend's house, do you want to see it?"

It is completely a national treasure-level artifact, and its value is simply inestimable.

Lu Qingyi raised his head in doubt.

Yan Tou said: "The person who collected him was named Zheng Songyan. He was very famous. Don't you know that, after he died, he inherited it to his grandson. There are many other antiques in his house. I have seen them before."

Lu Qingyi was only interested in these things on weekdays, and whispered: "I know."

"If you want to see it, I'll take you to see it. Anyway, those people don't like any collections, and no one cares about them." Yan Tou tempted him: "Anytime is fine."

Although he wanted to keep his distance, Lu Qingyi, who was hit by a weak point, really wanted to see what those beautiful things looked like, so he hesitated again and again: "Uh..."

"That's it, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy food." Yan Tou didn't wait for his answer, and immediately walked away happily, completely forgetting that he asked his classmates to bring food.

Lu Qingyi laughed for a moment, then began to seriously appreciate the pictures again.

But Yan Tou, who boasted to Haikou, had a difficult task to return home, and he pestered his brother endlessly saying good things: "Brother, just let me go."

On weekends, Chen Lu had a hard time taking a break, but the coffee he was holding was almost spilled. He frowned and said, "That is Grandpa Zheng's relic, not your toy."

"I know, I will be very careful." Yan Tou followed him every day when he was a kid, and he was not afraid of his brother pretending to be serious.

"Huh?" Chen Lu put down his cup, squinted his blue eyes and looked at him: "What conspiracy do you have?"

Yan Touxiao: "I made a girlfriend... She wants to see it, so I promised her."

It's not that there is any discrimination against homosexuals, it's just that I don't want to attract the attention of my family.

Because he didn't know how long this passion would last, so he continued to tell a series of lies.

Chen Lu refused: "It's easy to have a girlfriend, but how can you rely on such vanity..."

"She really likes it, she is not interested in other things." Yan Tou begged: "Brother..."

Chen Lu sat up straight and regained his serious attitude: "Okay, but you have to promise me one thing."

Yan Tou curled the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

"Go to America to visit your parents for Christmas, and talk to them calmly." Chen Lu's request was quite unexpected.

Yan Tou hadn't answered his parents' phone calls for a long time, and immediately fell silent when he heard the words.

Chen Lu held his hand and said: "I am not for anyone, I am for you. Even if our blood relationship is not so deep, I still regard you as my most important brother. I hope you live happily, but some things I can't be happy without facing you."

Yan Tou didn't want to recall the messy pain in the United States, so he frowned for a long time before reluctantly saying, "Well, I see."

Chen Lu smiled: "It's time for the kid to grow up."

"Why so early..." At 06:30 on the weekend morning, Lu Qingyi appeared at the entrance of a certain alley in Beijing with a face full of black lines.

Yan Tou felt refreshed: "Because I have other things to do later, I can only watch it in the morning."

In fact he just wanted to have more of his time.

Lu Qingyi looked at his watch: "Well, I happened to have an appointment with the teacher to practice in the afternoon."

Yan Tou immediately changed his words: "But Grandpa Zheng's house is very big, you may not be able to see it all in a short time, let's go."

As he spoke, he pulled Lu Qingyi's wrist.

Lu Qingyi immediately shook off him, and walked forward on his own.

Yan Tou knew this early on, humming a song softly and following beside him, and glanced sideways from time to time at his exceptionally quiet expression in the morning light.

Lu Qingyi couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Yan revealed a charming smile: "It's okay."

He was inexplicably in a good mood, just because of this short distance, just because of this person beside him.

He didn't want to ask why, or how long it would be.

This is Yan Tou.

Sometimes simple, sometimes cruel without knowing it.