madness

The young man's face was pink and fresh, his eyebrows and eyes were joyful, his lips curved when he smiled, plump and beautiful, and he was sprayed with a woody masculine fragrance, which was not greasy.

He is exquisite and perfect, without any blemishes, with a noble background and a good life, just like the luxury goods placed under the glass windows of high-end shopping malls, he can't go wrong.

He was obviously aware of his own advantages, so he never lowered his raised head.

Wen Zeyu is very confident, and he should also be confident. He grew up in the wind and rain since he was a child. He is a precious flower that has been watered and cared for countless times, and he should be loved by others since then.

He is not like the wild flowers that can be seen everywhere on the roadside and can be picked by others. Those people have no choice, and as long as he wants, he doesn't even have to make a choice.

Wen Zeyu's life in the first 20 years can be said to be smooth sailing. He has good looks, good background, and can get whatever he wants. He loves this world, and it is natural for him to feel that he is loved by this world and favored by everyone.

So he often felt bored, those enthusiastic suitors couldn't catch his eyes, their courteous and flattering appearances were as ugly as clowns who tried their best to show to passers-by on the street.

He threw large handfuls of roses into the trash can and discarded them like old shoes.

Wen Zeyu stepped on the crushed red roses, and still hated those things for dirtying his shoes.

He wantonly trampled on those cheap, readily available love.

Until Gu Zehuan appeared.

The first time I saw Gu Zehuan was in the warm and cold spring, it was raining outside the window, the mountains were very humid, and there was always a layer of thick fog that lingered.

Wen Zeyu fiddled with his fingers by the window in boredom, looking over and over again, even if someone strikes up a conversation, he just lazily raised his eyelids, acting contemptuously.

Those who understand a little bit will leave on their own, and those who really don't understand, or pretend to understand, will be forced to go back by Wen Zeyu's step by step soft knife.

Wen Zeyu has always hated this kind of formal gathering, which is meaningless.

Those flattering faces just looked disgusting.

At first, Wen Zeyu thought he was wrong. How could there be a figure under the jacaranda tree? It was still raining outside. Although it was not too heavy, it was still early spring and the cold air was heavy.

Normal people can't stand it.

But he still couldn't resist his curiosity, and kept staring at the towering jacaranda tree, and even opened the window because of this, the wet rain and mist came to his face, mixed with a gust of cold wind, from which he could see that there was indeed a figure under the tree , and holding an umbrella, getting closer and closer.

The closer he got, the sound of Wen Zeyu's heart beating became more sober.

Like the beginning of thick fog, or like the early dew of the bright moon, in the dense fog, the cold white skin and black eyebrows of young people soaked in rain appear.

Gu Zehuan put away the umbrella, the bottom of his trousers was soaked, and there was a circle of water stains, and the people inside hadn't noticed his arrival yet.

But at this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and the young boy's pretty pink face appeared, eyes full of admiration, and he handed over a handkerchief: "Use this, your hair is all wet."

He didn't hesitate when he saw Gu Zehuan, and reached out to take the handkerchief.

A word of thanks from the other party made Wen Zeyu's heart beat like a drum, and he was intoxicated, as sweet as tasting honey, and his heart trembled.

He is determined to get him, if there is anyone in this world who is suitable for him, it is Gu Zehuan.

For this reason, Wen Zeyu tried his best to squeeze out those suitors, and even transferred to the campus where Gu Zehuan was, just to be able to stay by his side all the time, and to be close to the water.

There were also some extreme admirers, but Wen Zeyu quietly solved them.

He thought, in the end, he was the only one who should stay by Gu Zehuan's side.

Even among the many suitors, he is not timid, he firmly believes that he is the best one.

Gu Zehuan should choose him, but only him.

When he found out that Gu Zehuan didn't reject him, he was almost ecstatic, he did it, he was the final winner.

No matter what happened before, who Gu Zehuan has intersected with, but now he only belongs to himself.

However, Su Zhiyun came back.

Wen Zeyu had also heard of Su Zhiyun's name before, but he didn't care about it. Gu Zehuan was such a good person, but he didn't know how to refuse, and his heart was very soft. It's normal to have some fanatical suitors.

The only thing that made him feel slightly uneasy was the time when Su Zhiyun was with Gu Zehuan. They had a long period of time that belonged only to each other. Outsiders had no way of knowing the stories that happened, let alone getting involved.

No matter what he thought, it was probably just Su Zhiyun's unilateral stalking.

Until Su Zhiyun actually appeared.

Wen Zeyu didn't like Su Zhiyun at first sight. He was too weird, too cold, and he didn't even know how to comfort others.

He is sure that Su Zhiyun is definitely not a smooth personality, nor is he a person who can adapt to interpersonal communication in modern society. He is in his own school and closes himself.

However, what made him uneasy was the atmosphere between Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan.

That's really weird. When the two of them stand together, a strange atmosphere that others can't get involved in will naturally arise.

Wen Zeyu couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he forced a smile: "Let's talk about it later, it's not good to stand here."

So Su Zhiyun turned around with the weeping wine girl, and Wen Zeyu followed behind, observing each other carefully and earnestly.

He compared the gap between himself and Su Zhiyun.

Su Zhiyun doesn't look like a weak character at all. He is tall, about shoulder to shoulder with Gu Zehuan, or a little shorter, but there is only a difference of two or three centimeters.

A little residual bruise can be seen on his ears and lips, as if something was worn in the past.

The more he observed Su Zhiyun carefully, the more he couldn't understand, how did he win Gu Zehuan's favor, and was lucky enough to stay by Gu Zehuan's side for so many years?

Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching, Su Zhiyun, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly stopped.

Wen Zeyu didn't expect to be discovered, Su Zhiyun glanced at this, Wen Zeyu's reaction was even bigger than he expected, he suddenly panicked, took a step back suddenly, and almost stepped on the ground.

Until Su Zhiyun left again, he found something else out of fear.

Su Zhiyun's eyelashes are very long, the folds of his double eyelids are also wide, the eyeballs are big and black, but not bright, and there are no big lying silkworms, so those eyes don't look childish and innocent.

Compared with the cold aura exuding from his whole body, those eyes are quite beautiful, but they are not the common pitiful beauty, but cold and eerie beauty like some kind of deadly huge beast.

Wen Zeyu suddenly realized that Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan did have some kind of similarity and dissimilarity. This wonderful and dangerous bond made the two meet, and because of this, they were connected, creating a world where only the two of them existed.

Everyone except the two will be kicked out of that circle.

He almost gritted his teeth, so he couldn't sleep at night, tossing and turning, Wen Zeyu realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

He is not the only one for Gu Zehuan, and he cannot even become the special existence in his eyes.

Forget about Su Zhiyun, he has been with Gu Zehuan for at least a few years, from an ignorant boy to a Yuli youth, what is a swallow?

She is dirty, humble, stupid, and even her innocence and happiness only make her more obtrusive, like an embroidered pillow with a blank head and no knowledge of the world. How can this kind of person be equal to himself?

But Gu Zehuan didn't reject her at all, and never showed any disgust or disgust at all.

The jealousy burned Wen Zeyu's viscera, and that stupid woman repeatedly acted like a baby with Gu Zehuan in front of him, as if she couldn't see his face at all, and she didn't know any sense of shame. Understand the principle of first come, first served, and try to get involved.

So Wen Zeyu was very happy when he taunted Swallow severely yesterday. He didn't think he was wrong, he just taught a third party who didn't know how to live or die.

But this joy and happiness didn't last long, and it came to an abrupt end after Su Zhiyun was hospitalized.

He knew that Gu Zehuan was going to visit Su Zhiyun in the hospital, but he didn't take it to heart.

At night, Yanzi didn't come back, Su Zhiyun didn't come back, and Gu Zehuan didn't come back either.

Wen Zeyu was lying alone on the sofa in the hall, flipping through the messages on his phone, waiting for a reply, from nightfall to dusk, he just kept the same posture.

There was a rustling sound at the door, and he couldn't help sitting up, not even wearing shoes, staggered open the door with bare feet, and shouted: "A Gu!"

A cat meowed faintly from outside the door.

A black and white cat looked up at him innocently and "meowed".

"It's a cat."

He muttered to himself, a little lost.

The little cat seemed to see that he was unhappy, and gently rubbed his trousers with his head.

Wen Zeyu was so happy that he kicked the cat and drove the cat into the villa.

Strange to say, Wen Zeyu doesn't like many people, but cats, no matter what.

The little cat seemed to be very hungry, and was so greedy that it would swallow the green plants. Wen Zeyu was afraid that the things would be poisonous, so he snatched them out and started cooking for the cats.

The little cat ate hard in his rice bowl, rubbed his glistening face against Wen Zeyu's hand after eating, and acted coquettishly.

"It's dirty."

Wen Zeyu sounded disgusted, but he still didn't move his hand away.

It was about three o'clock in the morning, Wen Zeyu felt sleepy, but he still refused to sleep.

Gu Zehuan said that he would come back tonight, so he will definitely come back.

He didn't dare to fall asleep, for fear of missing Gu Zehuan's return home.

……

On the second day, Wen Zeyu suddenly woke up when he heard the sound of the door opening, and a little tabby cat rolled down from his body and also fell to the ground.

Gu Zehuan went upstairs after changing her shoes.

And Wen Zeyu followed behind him cautiously, step by step, observing Gu Zehuan's expression, he didn't realize that such behavior was devoid of dignity at all.

He likes Gu Zehuan, like a gambler who has ruined his entire family and sacrificed everything, humbly and apprehensively speculating about the outcome of this gamble.

Gu Zehuan walked to the door before turning back - "I think it might be better for you to move out for a while."

Wen Zeyu opened his eyes wide in a daze, his throat was hard and he couldn't speak a word.

In the past, Wen Zeyu still laughed in his heart at those who were obsessed with Gu Zehuan, and finally lost all face and dignity after being abandoned by Gu Zehuan. The gesture of giving everything.

It looked hideous and ugly.

What about him, what expression does he have now?

"Why, why? Can you give me a reason?"

Wen Ze Yu Qi Qi Ai Ai, even a little stammered rarely.

Probably because the expression was really inappropriate and ugly, Wen Zeyu saw Gu Zehuan lost in thought, and said lightly: "Probably because I'm a little tired."

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