The life of cute cubs with small traffic [entertainment circle]

When the high-school disciples in Beijing reach the age of their hair, it is inevitable that they will be arranged to go to the camp in the suburbs of Beijing to practice and gain knowledge.

Some people like this kind of formalism, some people don't.

Liu Chunxi prides himself on being the number one dude in Beijing. He wants to be flamboyant and flirtatious? He wants to be suave and suave? If Brother Gou hadn’t dragged him over, he would never have gone to that kind of barbarism even if he was fighting hard. local.

A camp full of stinky men basking in the sun and practicing boxing together, evaporating the smell of sweat from the whole camp, what's there to see?

Brother Gou is the youngest grandson of the general’s family. He was born with enthusiasm, lively and active. He longed for the camp life on weekdays. This trip is even more like a fish in water. Just want to hit him.

In the end, when no one was paying attention, he pushed the eldest son of the Hubu Shangshu family off the martial arts stage, broke a leg, and almost caused a catastrophe.

Brother Gou was beaten almost to death by his father, and he was taken to the household secretary's family to plead guilty, and he paid a whole house of gifts.

The eldest son of the Hubu Shangshu's family didn't appreciate it. He bluntly said that he would trade his life for his life, or his leg for his leg. It was useless even for the Hubu Shangshu to intercede in person.

If this matter is not resolved,? Brother Gou will have to go to hell if he wants to enter the camp.

Liu Chunxi saw that the sunny boy who had grown up well became increasingly gloomy, and together with brother Mao, they persuaded him and scolded the eldest son of the household secretary's family severely.

To say that the big son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Finance is too small-minded,? Brother Gou's family has also invited crimes and compensations, and he is still aggressive and inhumane.

Liu Chunxi thought about it for a while, but couldn't get angry. In order to vent his anger for Brother Gou, he sneaked over the wall and entered Shangshu's house. He found the residence of the eldest son of Shangshu, and wanted to climb in through an open window.

As soon as he squatted against the window, the eldest son of the Shangshu family who was sitting on the bed and reading a book looked up.

After meeting each other, Liu Chunxi was immediately stunned.

That was the first time he saw a man in a daze, and it was also the first time he met someone who could make him feel ashamed of his looks.

He originally planned to scold him face to face, but ended up saying, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Later, he ran to the House of the Minister of the Household Department every now and then, eagerly collected a bunch of gadgets to relieve boredom, and even volunteered to help them buy the best crutches. Accompany others to practice walking on the ground.

He asked himself the heart of a child, this kind of friendship is simply earth-shattering, and it is enough to become friends with the eldest son of the Household Minister's family.

He once thought that time would be his happiest memory.

result--

"Friend? Is he worthy?"

That day, he found a rare piano score, intending to surprise his new friend, then sneaked into his residence, and heard such a sentence outside the window.

Since then, he has never been to the Hubu Shangshu Mansion again, and he has never seen the posts sent to him by the eldest son of the Hubu Shangshu family.

That was his biggest dark history.

A few years later, Hubu Shangshu was promoted to the official position and became Zuoxiang, and the eldest son of Hubu Shangshu's family became the eldest son of Zuoxiang's family.

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Hearing Du Shengyao's words, the expression on Liu Chunxi's face changed again and again, and his eyes flickered slightly.

He suddenly asked inexplicably, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Du Shengyao was obviously stunned: "What?"

Liu Chunxi couldn't tell whether he was a little disappointed or relieved, his eyelashes drooped, and when he raised his head again, his eyes became cold.

"I mean, Du Shengyao, do you think I'm a fool? Who do you think will believe this kind of thing?"

"Why don't you believe me? What I said is the truth." Du Shengyao patiently explained, "Think about it calmly, even if I want to lie to you, there is no need to lie to you with the dignity of a man."

This sentence is very convincing.

If Du Shengyao really wanted to lie to him, he could use more clever lies, and there was no need to blacken himself.

Liu Chunxi's mood improved slightly, but it was still complicated.

"What about the evidence? How do you prove that you are telling the truth?"

"Why do you think my parents would agree to let me take you home on weekends? Why are they willing to give us this chance?"

Liu Chunxi thought: How do I know about your family?You are the prince of the Du family, so what you say doesn't count at home?

But he said nothing.

Du Shengyao glanced at him and sighed: "They always knew about me, but they always chose to ignore it. They deluded themselves into thinking that this hidden disease can appear or disappear."

Something came to Liu Chunxi's mind, and he couldn't help asking, "Could it be that 'secret' you mentioned was the three pictures you posted in your WeChat group last time?"

Du Shengyao's eyes moved slightly, "My review reports for the past few years."

Liu Chunxi: "..."

It's a wolf fire.

Although he already believed in Du Shengyao in his heart, what Du Shengyao said was still a bit difficult for him to digest.

He stroked his forehead and sighed, "Didn't you say you have wine? I want to drink now."

No one fell asleep that night, countless thoughts were fighting in front of their eyes, and the twisted person had a splitting headache.

Liu Chunxi still drank.

For him, sometimes drinking can make his mind clearer.

He just sat on this end of the couch in a daze, staring at Du Shengyao who was sitting on the other end of the couch in a daze.

For a moment, I thought, no wonder someone as tall, rich and handsome as Du Shengyao is still single, no wonder Du Shengyao is always honest with other people;

For a while, I thought again, no wonder Du Shengyao looked at him differently, no wonder Du Shengyao said he liked him.

It's just that in this way, it's not easy for him to distinguish, some of Du Shengyao's liking for him is due to his illness, and some of it is because he really likes him.

He thought about it a lot...

Thinking about the past, the present, and the future, I just feel a headache.

Liu Chunxi sat in the dark and drank wine all night, until the sky turned white, and then he fell on the sofa with the bottle in his arms.

Sitting at the other end, Du Shengyao was hesitant to speak several times, but he still couldn't speak when the words came to his lips.

He waited until Liu Chunxi was about to fall asleep, then walked to Liu Chunxi's side, took away the empty wine bottle from Liu Chunxi's arms, took another thin blanket to cover Liu Chunxi's body, and helped him pull it up.

With a clear "pop", Du Shengyao's hand was opened subconsciously by the half-dream and half-awake person.

A wry smile appeared on Du Shengyao's face.

He waited for a while, until the person lying on the sofa fell asleep, and then he carefully sat down on the edge of the sofa.

Looking at the person who was still frowning in his sleep, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the other person's head.

"Fool……"

The two murmured words escaped inaudibly from the mouth with extremely beautiful shape and moderate thickness.

The next day was a cloudless day with the sun high overhead.

In the same neighborhood, it only takes a few minutes to walk from Du Shengyao's house to Mrs. Du's.

There are independent elevators in the community.

The middle-aged man who was notified opened the door ahead of time, and when he saw Du Shengyao and Liu Chunxi, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Uncle Zhou." Du Shengyao greeted.

"Come in quickly, the old man has been waiting in the living room since he received your call." Uncle Zhou said kindly.

Du Shengyao nodded, reached out to pull Liu Chunxi, and led him into the living room hand in hand.

The house where the old man lives is decorated in another style. It adopts a modern style combining new Chinese style and neo-classical style. It looks elegant and solemn. It is dominated by warm light and metallic colors, giving it a sense of luxury and wealth.

The interior of the house is mainly covered with European-style imitation wood-grain marble floors, and a thin carpet with irregular semi-distinct and semi-invisible patterns printed in log colors is spread in the center of the living room.

A smooth and shiny log coffee table is placed in the middle, and a set of Chinese-style white porcelain tea sets are placed on the table.

Around the coffee table is a set of combined sofas, which are divided into a light-colored three-seater sofa, a light-colored two-person sofa, and two dark-colored single sofas. A small round coffee table.

Mrs. Du is an old-fashioned person. Although he is used to using mobile phones, he still prefers paper publications.

When Liu Chunxi and Du Shengyao came in, Mrs. Du was sitting on the three-seater sofa and flipping through the newspaper.

"Grandpa." Du Shengyao called out.

Old Mrs. Du received the newspaper, took off his reading glasses and put them aside. When he heard the sound, he looked up and was also taken aback for a while.

I saw that the faces of the two people standing opposite each other were more exciting than the other.

The little Liu who just met yesterday had a pale and bluish complexion, with two dark circles under her eyes, and her eyes were all swollen.

In addition to the dark circles under his eyes, the eldest grandson of his family also had a piece of gauze wrapped on his forehead, and there was an obvious Wuzhishan on his left face.

Old Master Du narrowed his eyes.

Du Shengyao said without waiting for Mrs. Du to ask a question: "I didn't notice the injury on my forehead. I knocked it on the coffee table."

Liu Chunxi glanced at him, but said nothing.

He didn't go to sleep until it was almost dawn in the morning. He slept for less than four hours in total. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man's head lying in front of him. He was overly frightened and pushed hard, knocking Du Shengyao's head onto the coffee table. Blood flowed like a column in an instant.

Fortunately, Du Shengyao was calm and knew where the standing medicine box was, so he asked Liu Chunxi to find it, cleaned the wound for him, stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, and bandaged it up.

Liu Chunxi was so frightened that his heart was still throbbing, and the sullenness he had accumulated all night was relieved a lot.

It was also for this reason that he followed Du Shengyao obediently.

Old Master Du's expression softened slightly, but he still snorted coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with the face?"

Liu Chunxi was about to take the initiative to confess, when the phone rang, and it was the assistant.

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