The gentleman, he is spoiled

After Leng Yiran left, Qiao Huan brought Wenliangcheng back from school. Anyway, he had few classes in the past two days, so he could spend more time in the old house. The two of them walked over from the gate holding hands, and met Qiao Shuo at the gate After that, Wen Liangcheng broke away from Qiao Huan's hand a little embarrassedly.

"Hello, second brother." Wen Liangcheng nodded slightly.

"You two don't have to worry about me." Qiao Shuo waved his hands with a smile, and said something confusing in Wenliang City as he passed by, "It's so lucky to have the best of both worlds."

Looking at Qiao Shuo's back, Wen Liangcheng could see a trace of loneliness.

"Brother Huan, I'm suddenly curious about something." Wen Liangcheng hooked Qiao Huan's finger.

"What?" Qiao Huan asked.

"Is the second brother married?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"He doesn't even have a girlfriend," Qiao Huan narrowed his eyes, "but..."

"But what?"

"He was depressed by one person for a long time before, but none of us knew who that person looked like." Qiao Huan pushed up his glasses, "I've never seen him become so depressed. It looked like that, but none of us knew exactly what happened at the time."

"But I'm sure that he hasn't let go of it yet." Qiao Huan added another sentence, with a little distress in his words.

Wen Liangcheng was not talking.

After dinner, Qiao Huan was busy working in the study, and Wen Liangcheng was bored in the room. Knowing that the upper part of Qiao's residence could be ventilated, it was a small open-air flower house. After Wen Liangcheng found out, he told Qiao Huan, and was going to go up to get some fresh air. .

After pushing open the door, a faint fragrance of flowers mixed with the cool night breeze blowing his hair, it was very comfortable. To be honest, the greenhouse was really beautifully maintained, and the dark yellow night lights surrounded the flowers warmly. Surroundings, what makes Wen Liangcheng feel strange is that there seems to be only one variety of flowers here.

Walking in, he saw a figure on the white rocking chair in the middle of the greenhouse.

"Second brother?" Wen Liangcheng called tentatively.

"Is it Liangcheng?" Qiao Shuo turned his head.

To be honest, Wen Liangcheng lost his mind for a moment. At this time, Qiao Shuo was not in a suit and leather shoes as usual. He wore a light blue loose shirt with black trousers underneath. He stepped on a white blanket with his bare feet. His black spectacle frame is also the kind of gold frame, gentler than the flowers in the room, and very similar to Qiao Huan. If he hadn't spoken, Wen Liangcheng would have thought that his family had appeared in a flash.

"This flower house..." Wen Liangcheng slowly approached.

"I took care of it." Qiao Shuo smiled and stroked the petals of a flower in front of him.

"What kind of flower is this?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"Blue hyacinth." Qiao Shuo's eyes moved.

"All of them?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"Well," Qiao Shuo nodded, "I only grow blue hyacinths."

Wen Liangcheng walked in and found a photo in Qiao Shuo's hand. Although the light was dim, he could still see clearly that there were two people in the photo, one could be seen as Qiao Shuo, and the other...

Wen Liangcheng's eyes were a little surprised.

Back in Wen Liangcheng's room, his eyebrows were almost twisted into Chuan characters, and he kept talking to himself, "It's just like him, isn't it, it should be like, it's impossible to be alone..."

"Kid, what are you talking about?" Qiao Huan turned off the computer and walked over.

"Brother Huan, I just went up to see my second brother." Wen Liangcheng said.

"It's strange that you can't meet him. He has to go up and sit for a while every day." Qiao Huan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Do you know... that the second elder brother likes a boy?" Wen Liangcheng thought about it and still decided to tell Qiao Huan.

As soon as he said this, Qiao Huan almost spit out the tea that he hadn't swallowed yet.

"What did you say?"

"I just saw the photo in the second brother's hand." Wen Liangcheng said.

"It's just a photo." Qiao Huan replied.

"But the way he looks at the photo is the same as the way you look at me every time." Wen Liangcheng continued.

Qiao Huan was stunned.

"But...it's incredible." Wen Liangcheng thought for a long time before he could hold back such an adjective.

"Yeah, it's unbelievable that the person who made him depressed like that was a man." Qiao Huan continued, mainly because he never showed that he liked men since he was a child. I still talked about my girlfriend.

"Oh, this is not the incredible thing I said." Wen Liangcheng said.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Huan didn't understand what he meant.

"That's...the boy in the photo looks...too much like Qiu Bei," Wen Liangcheng bit his nails, "How could they be so similar."

"It was Lu Qiubei who made my brother look like that?" Qiao Huan frowned.

"No, no, no," Wen Liangcheng quickly denied, "Even if they look alike, I'm sure it's definitely not Qiubei. I'm just surprised that even if they are not related by blood, they can still look so similar."

"Really... so similar?" Qiao Huan asked.

"Seventy to eighty percent. If we hadn't known each other for a long time, we would have thought we were alone at first glance." Wen Liangcheng nodded hurriedly.

"I see..." Qiao Huan nodded thoughtfully, picked up his phone and sent Yin Shuyu a few words: I apologize in advance.

......

Yin Shuyu only saw the message Qiao Huan sent him the next morning, so he didn't take it seriously, he was going to pack up and go to Beijing University to pick up Lu Qiubei. He didn't have class today, but he arrived Afterwards, he ran out of time, and no one was there.

He just made a phone call

"Where have you been?"

"Instructor Qiao asked me to go to his house to deliver materials to Liangcheng."

"Then I'll find you at the apartment."

"It's not in the apartment, but it's at Instructor Qiao's house."

Hearing this, Yin Shuyu was stunned for a moment, "Old house? Qiao San asked you to go to the old house?"

"What about old houses and old houses? I'll just send you some materials and I'll be back at school soon."

Before Yin Shuyu could speak, he hung up the phone.

The more Yin Shuyu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Even if Qiu Bei and his family had been friends since they were young, it was unlikely that he would be allowed to go to the old house. The inexplicable news that was sent suddenly smelled a hint of conspiracy belonging to Joe's profiteer. No, he had to follow along to see.

Here, Lu Qiubei is also here, looking at the single-family villa in front of him, Lu Qiubei finally understands why Yin Shuyu used the word house as an adjective just now, he really hates the rich.

After tidying up, he rang the doorbell, and after a few minutes, a well-dressed middle-aged man came to open the door for him

"Hello, I... come to deliver materials to my friend." Lu Qiubei explained the purpose of coming.

"The third master has given orders, please come in." The middle-aged man respectfully led the way.

Lu Qiubei's smiling face was a little stiff, and he really didn't have any energy.

After walking for a few minutes, he finally saw Zhengjia. Well, he was really shocked for a while. Poverty really limited his imagination.

From a distance, I saw Qiao Huan standing at the door watering the flowers, but he changed into a black frame. Lu Qiubei clicked his tongue, why do rich people even change their frames every day?

"I'll take you here." The middle-aged man nodded politely.

Lu Qiubei hurriedly replied, not to mention how troublesome it was in his heart, he waited until he approached before saying: "Instructor Qiao, this is Professor Yan's lecture notes for the past two days."

The flower waterer raised his head in response, and then the watering can in his hand fell to the ground, and water droplets splashed all over the ground.