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The panicked Xu Zhiyuan subconsciously called out: "Yaoer?"

... Xu Zhiyuan's face is as thick as an iron wall, invincible, but this shameful "history" is his weakness.

Because Yu Yao pulled up his trousers and took him home.

When he was drunk, he was only afraid, like all the sons who were caught stealing meat by Lao Tzu, he returned home with Yu Yao without saying a word, and went to sleep in his own room peacefully.

After sobering up the next day, and recalling his well-behaved behavior like a fool, the shame and anger all came to his head.

Xu Zhiyuan broke into Yu Yao's room door in three steps, and saw him sitting by the window, concentrating on flipping through a large booklet.

Xu Zhiyuan straight to the point: "What did you do last night!"

Yu Yao closed the booklet and said flatly, "You're drunk, I'll take you home."

The headache caused by drunkenness was gnawing at Xu Zhiyuan's brain, his voice was sullen: "It's none of your business, can I go back by myself?"

"Zhenping said, before he and Mrs. Xu come back, let me take care of you."

"Don't say "Ping Ping, Ping Ping" one by one, my mother doesn't call her so tired!" Xu Zhiyuan is most afraid of others threatening him with his father's name, which will only add fuel to his anger, "This is My own private life, I have a girlfriend, where should I kiss and where should I go to bed and ask for your opinion?"

Yu Yao looked into his eyes seriously: "Is that your girlfriend?"

His clear gaze made Xu Zhiyuan choke, and he said nonsense, "I...not...was about to talk, hiss, why should I tell you?"

"If you really want to bring her in, I have no right to intervene, but you have to discuss it with your parents. Before that, don't do anything out of the ordinary. Usually, you don't associate with messy people." Yu Yao said slowly, "You Too little self-control."

These words touched some part of Xu Zhiyuan's lungs, his face became gloomy.

"And..." Yu Yao stood up, wanting to get something from the drawer, but Xu Zhiyuan grabbed his wrist and held him tightly.His voice was cut off, and the pain from the place where his wrist was being grabbed made Yu Yao frowned.

Xu Zhiyuan shook his hand, and said word by word: "little uncle, when we met for the first time, you punched me. I admit that it was my fault that time, and I appreciated it at the time. You have such a temper. Only now do you realize that you are a 'wisdom eye recognizes the wrong pearl'." He stared at Yu Yao, "When my father was here, I listened to you to save him. Now that he has gone out, you are more energetic ...Why don't you call Xu Zhenping now and ask him to come back and beat me to death?"

"Zhenping is not free."

"Then you fucking leave me alone!" Xu Zhiyuan shouted coldly, "He doesn't look at his son himself, why should you, an outsider, look at it?"

Yu Yao looked into his eyes, didn't say anything, thought for a long time, and slowly said "yes".

For many days after this incident, Xu Zhiyuan and Yu Yao had no communication.

The Xu family's mansion was very large, and apart from the housekeeper who came to work during the day and the three servants who lived at home, they were the only two who could breathe.Although he looked down and saw him, but after Yu Yao promised not to care about him, the two seemed to have become strangers.

Xu Zhiyuan learned from the housekeeper that Yu Yao is the half-brother of a close friend of Xu Zhenping.The father of this best friend was more promising. After the death of the principal wife, he married a blond foreign wife and gave birth to a mixed-race son, Yu Yao.

He is only seven years older than Xu Zhiyuan, regardless of his seniority, he has not yet reached the time to be called uncle.He is young, proficient in many languages, open-minded, and has all the characteristics of an "advanced youth".It is also a miracle that such a person can chat with his old man who keeps his usual routine.

Yu Yao was often not at home during the day, and Xu Zhiyuan didn't know where he went—he even knew Yu Yao until now, and he didn't even know the reason why he came to Huai City.But Yu Yao can always come back exhausted in the evening, he won't eat the dinner warmed by his servants, and he won't come out after shutting himself in his room.

Xu Zhiyuan was unreasonably idle at home.His grades were so poor that he couldn't go to school, so Master Xu hired a tutor for him.After several old gentlemen pissed him off, the next suitable candidate has not yet been found.But Fu Shubai's recent time has been squeezed out of some exams and papers, so he doesn't have the energy to accompany him to relieve boredom.

Xu Zhiyuan has such a temper that heals his scars and forgets the pain, and he can't hold much old and new grudges in his heart.After a few days, the shame of losing face faded, and my heart changed.

To put it nicely, it is called open-mindedness, but to put it bluntly, it is called heartless.

The little bastard was so bored that he wanted to talk to Yu Yao again, blaming him for rivalry with him, but it had only been a few days since he "drawn a line" with Yu Yao, and he couldn't convince himself to initiate the conversation.

So he thought of an excellent solution, he took the initiative to practice the piano for half an hour one afternoon, waiting for Yu Yao to come back in the evening.

Although Xu Zhiyuan's piano sound was still too miserable to "bearable to listen to", it was much better than before.Especially when he heard Yu Yao's footsteps entering the door, he played the tune very smoothly under the tension.He pretended not to care and did not stop the bow in his hand, but he was anxiously waiting for Yu Yao's evaluation in his heart.

But Yu Yao's footsteps didn't stop, he walked upstairs lightly, as if no one was playing in the living room, and the sound was only a malfunctioning gramophone.

Xu Zhiyuan's youthful and clumsy music stopped abruptly with the sound of closing the door, and he couldn't help shouting "Hello" upstairs.

No one cares about him.

As if taking revenge, he caused the unpleasant sawing sound to fill the room, the more Yu Yao ignored him, the angrier Xu Zhiyuan became.It wasn't until the pain in his fingers was unbearable that he threw Qin on the sofa in dejection, cursing and smashing the pillow.

In the end, the butler took care of him. He took off the small cotton plugs in his ears and put them back in his pockets. He reluctantly handed Xu Zhiyuan a bottle of cool cream, and said, "I heard that it doesn't hurt to rub the calluses. Beginners have to suffer a little bit, if the young master's fingers hurt too much, just wipe some of this."

Xu Zhiyuan unscrewed it and smelled the coolness of mint.He had no choice but to wipe it off by himself, pointed to the upstairs with his chin raised, and asked softly, "Where does he go during the day?"

"Oh, Mr. Yu was hired by Ming University as an associate professor. If he is not at home during the day, he is in the classroom. But today he should have no class..." The housekeeper glanced upstairs and said, "I saw him going out with film in the morning Yes, maybe I went to develop the photos?"

Since Ming University seems to be Fu Shubai's university, Xu Zhiyuan thought to himself.

"How many photos does he need to develop and spend so much time?" Xu Zhiyuan said, "What kind of pictures are they, have you seen them?"

The housekeeper said: "It's placed in Mr. Yu's room. He said that we can visit casually. I've seen a few of them. There were not many people in the photos. I just took pictures of some birds. I don't know much about them. Just look at them." It has very long legs, and the big one with its wings spread out, which is really pretty." He said, "Mr. Yu said that it is called a red-crowned crane, which is a red-headed big white bird that is often embroidered on paintings when celebrating the birthday of the old man... I thought it was a red-crowned crane They are all divine birds made up by the ancients."

Xu Zhiyuan asked suspiciously: "Red-crowned cranes? What the hell is there someone raising them here? Where did he get these films, and what are they shooting for?"

The butler was aching in his head from his series of questions, and said, "Oh, master, I just asked Mr. Yu the day before yesterday out of curiosity. I don't know the specifics. If you want to know, you have to ask him yourself."

Xu Zhiyuan is not interested in birds, his focus is to know Yu Yao's whereabouts - there is a photo studio nearby, and it only takes more than 10 minutes to get there by bus.

……

Fu Shubai is a "good brother". After knowing that Xu Zhiyuan was bored, he selected a few idle bastards to accompany the young master to relieve his boredom.

One of the young men was surnamed Wu, and Xu Zhiyuan and the others called him Crow.Because this kid has as many minds and eyes as a crow's feathers, and the color is generally black.Xu Zhiyuan's flattery was also the loudest one.

In terms of inner temperament, outer appearance and "body fragrance", anyway, Xu Zhiyuan was overtly praised for everything, knowing the sorrow in Xu Zhiyuan's heart, the crow also actively offered advice.

"..." Xu Zhiyuan didn't like men wearing perfume.He couldn't help smelling the "scent from the nose" on his body, it was probably the cool ointment he used to relieve the pain in his hands.

The crow is like the stupidest student taught by the arithmetic teacher, he has transferred a set of formulas for coaxing women to him, Xu Zhiyuan, without knowing that the result of his hard work has been scored as zero.

With Xu Zhiyuan's impatience, Crow rolled a cigarette for him and lit it. After listening to him pour out his thoughts, he showed a flattering face: "I'll give you a trick for the young master."

Xu Zhiyuan had little interest, and said, "Speak."

"This kind of son who has stayed abroad likes to look down on people the most, especially those with lower education than him, even more than the rich look down on the poor." Crow analyzed in a decent manner, "I didn't offend the young master, I think This person surnamed Yu is purely looking at people through the cracks of the door—he has looked down upon you...Of course Young Master Xu must be much better than him."

Xu Zhiyuan was just smoking a cigarette, expressionless, noncommittal, he said, "I'm asking you what kind of move you want."

"Don't worry, this is what I'm going to say... A really good person is capable of writing and martial arts. We can't match him in knowledge, and we are better than him in fist and kick."

Xu Zhiyuan sneered and said, "Not necessarily."

"Even if one person is not sure, a group of people can always control him." Crow giggled, "There is a place in Shikumen not far east of the photo studio that has not yet recruited new tenants. The alley is clean and no one is there. He We must pass by on our way back to Xu’s house from the photo studio, when we wait there to tie him up, and Young Master Xu pretends to be a ‘hero to save the beauty’, then he won’t even have time to be grateful to you... Oops.”

Xu Zhiyuan slapped him on the back of the head, and told him to go home and empty the garbage novels in his head into the toilet pit.

The crow covered his head and his eyes widened, and said in surprise, "How does the young master know the novel I read?"

"It's just you? Stand by and wait for the rabbit. The words "hero saves the beauty" are all picked out of the book."

Everyone laughed, but Crow swore that his plan was absolutely foolproof.

"What time is it? Bandits commit crimes, and kidnapping is illegal."

"We don't dare to be serious, we just pretend to be. I've seen this kind of young master, and when we encounter such a thing, we don't need to do it, and we will be scared out of our nerves."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at the frowning crow, and was silent for a while: "..."

He didn't know why he became obsessed with ghosts. He probably thought of Yu Yao's panic and how grateful he was to him afterwards, so he suddenly became very interested.He pinched his cigarette butt and stood up.

He ground his molars, and some faint expectation emerged in his heart, and he said, "Remember to cover your eyes." Then he told the crow, "...lightly."