Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter [-]: Flying Paper Butterflies

Yu Chigong and Yu Chirou didn't know about Chen Mingxuan's and Charles' disunion. In front of them, they acted like friends they hadn't seen for many years.

Chen Mingxuan loves to play chess. He won the national chess championship in high school. Charles often played against Yu Chirou and her father Yuchi Chengyou since he was a child. The champion of the competition is not necessarily who will win. After learning that the other party has the same hobbies as their own, the two of them dislike each other more and more. From time to time, they "combat" and have a big feast with the purpose of humiliating the other party. Of course, only they themselves know how strong the killing intent is hidden in it.

Charles is like the family who grew up with Yu Chigong. Yu Chigong's dependence and trust in him will not disappear with a few bad words. Chen Mingxuan is a suitable candidate recognized by Yuchi's family, and he is not playing a small game. He can be driven away from Yu Chigong, so both of them very smartly gave up the open fight and chose to fight secretly. Only when Yu Chigong and Yu Chirou couldn't see, the two of them peeled off their hypocritical smiles and came to a fight. A battle of lips and tongues, choking you to death.

However, the cold war is the cold war, and the discord is the discord. Charles and Chen Mingxuan are still very cooperative in the matter of taking care of Yu Chigong.

Every day when Yu Chirou and Chen Mingxuan were not around, Charles would take good care of Yu Chigong and not let him step out of the villa.

For this, Yu Chigong was very depressed. He stayed in Xiuxinyuan for so long and Yu Chirou didn't look for him. He thought she was finally willing to let him contact the outside world at ease. Since he threw himself into the trap, he returned to the previous house arrest mode. Only when Chen Mingxuan was around, was he allowed to take a walk around the villa with him.

However, he doesn't want to be with Chen Mingxuan, nor does he want to go out with him. Even though he is his idol, just looking at him makes him excited, but Chen Mingxuan always has physical contact with him from time to time. Hug him and kiss him when you are in bed, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

What made him even more depressed was that on the first day he came to the villa, Chen Mingxuan was going to live with him. He cried and cried in the middle of the night before Chen Mingxuan gave up on this idea, and finally left the bedroom to him, and he went to another room by himself.

So, after going through that night, he saw him and wanted to hide away, so how could he be in the mood to go for a walk with him.

Being bored, being watched closely, and there are Yu Chirou's servants inside and outside the villa, it's impossible to escape, but when he called his parents, they actually told him to get along with Chen Mingxuan.

Yuchi Gong was lying on the window bored, staring blankly at the gray sky outside, and couldn't help thinking of Lin Qingyuan, Zhuo Zhuo, Nangong Yu, Jin Shu, and those days spent in Xiuxinyuan .

In those days, there were pains and joys, sorrows and joys, but whether it was sorrow or joy, they had unknowingly accumulated into the most precious memories in his boring life.

Tears gradually moistened his eyes, and his thoughts fluttered with the ups and downs of the wind outside.

What is Nangong Yu doing now?Without him, he and Jin Shu should be very happy. The two countries are separated by oceans. Maybe I will never have anything to do with him again in this life, so I shouldn’t make any mistakes if I think about him a little bit. ?

Yuchi Gong looked at the lush tulip tree in the villa with tears in his eyes, interlocked his fingers, and carefully described his image over and over again in his heart, thinking of his focused eyes, his elegant smile, and his generous The indescribable tenderness of the palms rubbing the top of his head.

Nangong Yu, I miss you so much.

If there is a next life, can you love me once...

The gentle wind blows in from the window, shaking the small wind chime on the window lattice, fluttering the light white gauze curtain beside the window, caressing his cheek softly, gently wiping the tears on his face, but , the tears transformed by longing, accumulated for a long time and became a disaster, it was like a steady stream of spring water, which became more and more turbulent with rubbing.

Mere thoughts were far from enough to pour out Yu Chigong's full of thoughts. He dug out a stack of colored cardboard from the drawer under the coffee table, found a fountain pen in the pen holder on the bookshelf, and then seriously leaned down on the window sill, Write down Nangongyu's name over and over again, write down his wishes, and write down what he wants to say to Nangongyu. After each sheet is written, carefully fold the cardboard into a delicate paper butterfly and put it in the On the coffee table behind him.

From morning to noon, he was constantly busy by the window. When Charles came in and asked him to eat, he had already stacked more than 200 pieces, forming a hill on the coffee table.

After eating, he carried the pile of paper butterflies to the yard in front of the villa, looked up at the 20-meter-high tree, and wanted to hang the paper butterflies on it.

He took off his coat and shoes, put the paper butterfly bag on his back, hugged the half-meter-thick tree trunk and climbed up.

However, just as he climbed less than two meters from the ground, Charles saw him. He immediately put down the documents in his hand, ran out of the villa quickly, climbed up the tree three times, grabbed Yu Chigong's waist, Cicada caught him and dragged him down from the tree.

"Brother, it's very dangerous to do this." Charles put Yu Chigong on the ground, patted the dirt on his hands with a smile on his face, without any worry.

"I know, I'll hang these paper butterflies up and come down." Yu Chigong hugged the big tree confidently, and continued to climb up the tree persistently. In fact, he had already climbed half of the way just by climbing the two meters just now. It's been an hour, and if he wants to climb to the top of the tree, he probably won't be able to climb even one-third of the tree by dark.

Charles patted the big bulging plastic bag on Yu Chigong's back, and laughed aloud: "Brother, how can I bother you to do this kind of trivial matter by yourself? I'll just hang it up. You just wait under this tree." , When I climb up, you tell me where to hang, and I will hang there."

After careful consideration, Yu Chigong felt that this was the only way to go, so he handed the big bag of paper butterflies to Charles.Charles climbed many trees when he was a child. He climbed trees over 40 meters long, and of course those over 20 meters long. He took Yu Chigong’s paper butterfly and jumped up. To the crown of the tree.

Yu Chigong couldn't help applauding, and then directed him on the ground to hang those paper butterflies all over the big tree.

After the completion of the work, Charles was full of praise for Yu Chigong's creativity, and Yu Chigong looked up at the paper butterfly fluttering among the leaves, and his heart was also full of emotion.

It would be great if Nangong Yu could see such a scene.

The wind, I don't know when it suddenly picked up, and it swept across the courtyard of the villa, flying sand and rocks, and the paper butterfly that had just been hung on the tree was scattered and fluttered like withered dead leaves in an instant.

Yu Chigong couldn't help sighing, just as he was about to pick it up, he saw a whirlwind, and the falling paper butterfly flew out of the villa in a mighty way.