Strip that handsome man

I have been in contact with Yu Xingtong for a few days. If Qiuchen is the kind of withdrawn and cold young master, then Yu Xingtong can be regarded as a lively and naughty neighbor next door.During Qiuchen's absence, Hua Zimei was often provoked by Yu Xingtong's weird behavior.

It's just that after he glued Huazimei slowly, or after being in contact with her for a long time, Huazimei gradually felt that Yu Xingtong's mind seemed pure like a sycamore flower blooming in the sun.You can love passionately in the sun, or you can drift alone in the evening wind.

Every night, he would always say things that he didn't dare to sleep alone since he was a child, and snuggled up to Hua Zimei's pillow.When Hua Zimei turned around, he was like a sycamore flower that was about to fall, giving off an atmosphere of love and pity.And at this time, Hua Zimei would inadvertently turn around again.Let his curled up body snuggle into his arms here.

At that time, nothing could be more perfect than the night.It can be said that the dark night is the most tolerant, the most tolerant of the kind of love without all impurities and warmth without all stings.There are no words, no pictures, what is there, just the warmth and quality love between two hearts.

……

The autumn morning appeared again, it was an early morning after the sycamore flowers were mercilessly knocked down by the rain.

When he pushed open the dormitory door, Hua Zimei and Yu Xingtong were still cuddling each other in their sleep.

Qiuchen didn't speak, but his eyes, as if looking at Hua Zimei's sleeping face through water-filled glass, immediately shattered, and the water drops inside rolled into his heart.

He slowly approached him, and his hands couldn't help but put on his eyebrows.He stroked his brows lightly, but he never thought that during the days without him, his brows would become much bluer.

He stood for a long time and looked at him for a long time.As for the other person lying next to him, he didn't take a second look, and even said that his gaze completely regarded him as air.

Since the windows were closed tightly, there was not a slight breeze in the room.When Qiuchen walked to Wu Zimei's drawing board, he discovered that the painting was actually the one he had completed before he left.Could it be that he didn't draw another picture during the days when he was not here.

He looked at himself in the painting, holding a guitar, a beam of sunlight through the bangs in front of his forehead, and then slowly sprinkled on the wine-red guitar.He was so absorbed in looking at it that he completely forgot that it was just a painting.

When Hua Zimei woke up, she didn't see him except Yu Xingtong who was still sleeping soundly.

Because he stood there quietly, looking at the drawing board without a trace of breath, like a picture scroll of light and shadow in a dream.

Hua Zimei rubbed his eyes, when he got up and found Qiuchen standing in front of him, if it seemed like it, it could only be the days when Qiuchen left, just like a dream.

But now that he was standing in front of him, he had woken up from the dream.The only thing that has changed is that Yu Xingtong exists after passing through the dream without Qiuchen.

"You're awake! How are you sleeping!"

When Qiuchen spoke, it was still the same as those previous mornings.His voice is full of magnetism, and he can always absorb all the things other than oxygen in the air in front of him.And the air left behind, Hua Zimei breathed, was always excellent.

"I'm fine! How are you doing outside!"

As Hua Zimei said, Qiuchen didn't answer, but when his lips raised slightly, his eyes betrayed the melancholy reality in his heart.

Hua Zimei: "It seems! You have something unhappy!"

"You learn to draw, and your eyes are always so sharp. I'm here today to discuss something with you!"

"What's up!"

"Follow me to the villa outside! From now on, you will live with me!"

"I'm just a student here, I don't think I can promise you!"

"Why! Is it because of this newcomer!"

"no!"

"Since it's not! Then you go out with me! You should know that living here is like staying in a cage. You don't dare to walk in the forest in the afternoon like other students, and you can't be like those normal students. Students who can no longer be normal, finish a class with peace of mind! I want to take you to live with me, why don't you agree!"

"..."

Hua Zimei didn't speak any more, he walked slowly to the window and sat down.

Qiu Chen looked at Hua Zimei, but Qiu Chen, who was always lonely and cold on weekdays, suddenly said the words that hurt Hua Zimei's heart the most.

"I know the situation of your brother Hua Zimo! If you agree to live with me today, I can promise you to help your brother once. Let him receive treatment from my grandfather's private doctor! You have seen my grandfather, you know His temper and ability!"

Hua Zimei listened, when he talked about his grandfather, at this moment he felt even more that Qiuchen had completely inherited his grandfather's disposition, using everything he had to blackmail the helplessness of others.

Qiu Chen's eyes looked at him positively and directly, his spirit of being superior to everything and mastering everything, indeed, was slowly approaching his grandfather.And then, without waiting for Hua Zimei to hesitate, he continued to press his gaze and asked.

"Think clearly! This is related to your brother's life! I think, since you have chosen to help your brother fulfill the artist's wish that he cannot fulfill. Now, if you are asked to make this sacrifice, you will not refuse it! "

"I promise you! It's just that you have to promise me that my brother will receive treatment as soon as possible!"

"The car is already outside! Let's go! I will help you solve your brother's matter tomorrow! Tomorrow, you and I will pick him up together! Besides, for you, I can't wait to see him!"

Hua Zimei glanced at Yu Xingtong, who was still sleeping and smiling, he didn't know if the reluctance was because of the separation, or the unforgettable warmth.

Huazimei's house doesn't have the big ocean-front building that Qiuchen lives in.Although, since she was a child, Hua Zimei has always seen her family with a halo.It's just that as the old family economy has not kept up with the times in the past ten years, after Hua Zimei grew up, the old factories run by the family before have closed down one after another.Now, apart from those valuable things from the ancestors, plus the treatment of Huazimo's eyes in recent years, the family's income is only enough for food and clothing.

The big bungalow where Qiu Chen lives, Guan Shi is the exquisite carvings on the fence, which makes people feel the gap between people's lives.And when you walk in, even the freshly bloomed flowers seem to be proud of themselves blooming here.

Hua Zimei likes to look at flowers, but since he was a child, he can't smell flowers.Many people in the public will say that he is allergic to pollen.But he knew in his heart that every time he smelled the flowers, his eyebrows would ache sharply.

Qiuchen placed him in a small room filled with various famous paintings. Apart from the simple wardrobe, there was only one framed portrait of Qiuchen left.Judging from the eyes and expression in the photo, it should be an old photo of him.

"You live here! You're still here, and you come downstairs to have breakfast after packing up!"

After Qiuchen finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but just as he walked to the door, she suddenly turned around and spoke to him again.

"Live here from now on! No one will bully you—except me!"

His legs were very long, although he didn't understand how he could suddenly notice Qiu Chen's long legs, perhaps, it was because when he went downstairs, there was no sound at all.

When Hua Zimei went downstairs, Qiuchen was already sitting on the dining table with her hands folded.It's just that there is nothing on the dining table except two glasses of milk and a bunch of decorative ears of wheat.

He went downstairs, wondering what he was going to do.For a long time, there was no movement in the whole room, including the driver and the nanny in the yard, and they didn't know where they were hiding.

"Huzimei! Can you make breakfast!"

Qiuchen asked where she was sitting with her hands folded.

Hua Zimei: "No!"

Qiu Chen frowned: "If you can't! Then what will we eat!"

Hua Zimei: "I can skip breakfast!"

Qiu Chen: "No! You must eat breakfast!"

He didn't expect that after Qiuchen finished speaking, she suddenly got up and went into the kitchen.He didn't sit down, but kept looking in the direction of the kitchen.About 5 minutes later, Qiu Chen came out with two plates.And above, there is still a layer of faint white air.

Seeing Hua Zimei standing there in a daze, Qiu Chen just put down the plate in her hand, and suddenly came over and pushed him down on the chair.

"When you came! I have already told all the other people in this villa to leave! Since you can't cook! From now on, I will do it!"

He looked at Hua Zimei and looked straight at himself, Qiu Chen suddenly put the piece of bread with a slightly better color on his plate into Hua Zimei's plate.

"Don't look! Eat!"

Hua Zimei didn't speak the whole time, but he had just eaten two mouthfuls before he realized that even in the best environment, he would feel bitter because of the unpalatable food.

Qiuchen saw him stop, but she didn't take it seriously.

"Isn't my cooking delicious? Just get used to it! You can eat the unpalatable food I cook for your stomach, then I can keep cooking for you!"

Hua Zimei couldn't understand what fallacy Qiuchen was talking about, but after Qiuchen's words, he suddenly felt that what to eat, whether it was delicious or not. Under the circumstances, there is absolutely no need for controversy.

When she finished eating, Qiu Chen had just picked up the cup and drank half a sip of milk. Suddenly, she put down the cup again and spit out the milk in her mouth.

"Huazimei! Don't drink this milk! I think it must have leaked out last night!"

Hua Zimei looked at the normal-colored glass of milk, but didn't feel anything.However, while Qiuchen was talking, she suddenly changed the topic and asked again.

"Last night! Or after I'm gone! Every night, you sleep with him in your arms!"

Hua Zimei didn't answer, so Qiuchen asked again.

"Why did that guy live in our dormitory! I saw a few dirty handprints on my guitar, did he play it! Yes, he seems to have come in a few days ago to learn music in the same class as me! However, he The song she sang was really hard to hear!"

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