don't cry

Qu Mu's firm expression froze.

He slowly widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Jing Rong would say such a thing, he couldn't help biting his lower lip, showing a sad and wronged expression.

"Brother Jing Rong, how could you forget me, you talked to me at the last banquet."

As Qu Mu said, he was about to reach out to pull Jing Rong's arm.

Jing Rong leaned back sensitively, avoided his hand, and frowned at the familiar person in front of him.

Banquet, talk.

Suddenly, the image of the last banquet flashed in Jing Rong's mind, and he also remembered the only person who called him that.

His face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the other party: "It's you."

The illegitimate son of the Qu family, the accomplice who abused Qu Yu.

Thinking of this, an unspeakable disgust and disgust rose in his heart, and he felt dirty even if he took a second look.

Qu Mu was very happy, he just said, how could Jing Rong forget him, it was just a trick of a man trying to get him.

He smiled brighter and brighter.

"Brother Jing Rong, I'll be the last one to play. After the end, will you go have supper with me?" Qu Mu sat down next to Jing Rong, and kept leaning on the latter.

Jing Rong frowned even deeper, almost unable to hide his boredom.

He stood up and was about to refuse indifferently when he heard another voice: "Brother?"

The other party hesitated and was a little surprised.

Jing Rong turned his head and saw Qu Yu standing not far away, but the other party glanced at him, then turned his eyes on Qu Mu, and bit his lip.

For no reason, Jing Rong noticed that Qu Yu was in a bad mood. He raised his foot and wanted to go over to explain, but someone grabbed his arm suddenly.

"Who are you calling brother? Qu Yu, you are ashamed, why do you recognize your brother everywhere?" Qu Mu couldn't hide his disgust, and arrogantly stared at his nominal brother.

His impression of Qu Yu has always been very bad. His mother said that if Qu Yu's mother hadn't intervened, his parents would not have been separated for so many years, and he would not have been called an illegitimate child. In the little house.

If there was no Qu Yu and his nasty mother, I should have lived in a big villa since I was a child, with servants to take care of me, and a luxury car to take me to and from school.

He has suffered for so many years, and he blames Quyu's mother and son.

Qu Mu leaned on Jing Rong's arm, his expression even more disdainful and arrogant: "This is my elder brother Jing Rong, you can't afford it."

Qu Yu looked at Jing Rong silently, without speaking.

Jing Rong panicked, and suddenly broke away from Qu Mu's hand, subconsciously took a few steps forward: "Listen to me, this is a misunderstanding."

He was eager to get rid of the relationship, but he couldn't control the strength well. Qu Mu was thrown by him, and he fell down directly, with a shallow scratch on the palm of his hand by the tip of the small stone.

There was a panic in Qu Mu's heart for no reason, he didn't care about the pain in his palm, he raised his head to look at Jing Rong in front of him, and when he glanced at Qu Yu from the corner of his eye, he was startled by the darkness in the other's eyes.

He shrunk his neck subconsciously, and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

Qu Yu glanced at the other party coldly, and when he looked at Jing Rong, he returned to his obedient appearance.

He took a few steps forward, took Jing Rong's hand, interlocked his fingers, and stared at him with a smile: "Of course I trust my brother, but it's just that Qu Mu lived outside with his aunt when he was a child, so he inevitably got a bad habit."

"I didn't expect that it hasn't been corrected after so many years. I'm just a little surprised."

His tone of voice was gentle and gentle, making the curse words less obvious and sharp.

Qu Mu's expression darkened.

What he hates the most is when people mention the days when he lived outside when he was a child. Quyu's words mean that he was stubborn and learned a lot of bad habits.

He glared at Qu Yu fiercely, but heard the other party say again: "Brother, I'm a little nervous, can you give me a hug."

A vicious mockery flashed in Qu Mu's eyes.

Just a joke, who doesn't know that Jing Rong is cold-tempered, he was thrown away when he pulled his arm just now, Qu Yu really doesn't know how powerful the world is, and actually wants the other party to hug him in public.

Because of the movement just now, many people around quietly looked at them, and countless eyes fell on the three of them, quietly watching the excitement.

Qu Mu calmly straightened his clothes, feeling a little pity and sympathy for Qu Yu in his heart.

But Jing Rong, who was standing in front of Qu Yu, just pursed his lips a little, then closed the former's fingers, and skillfully opened his arms to hug Qu Yu.

He has always been unable to refuse the boy's coquetry.

The voices of low-pitched discussions sounded around, and more people looked towards them.

But Jing Rong doesn't care about these things, he is a loner, he keeps a safe social distance from others all the time, but he protects his weaknesses.

Although the young man didn't say it clearly, he could feel that the other party was not very happy, especially the illegitimate child said some speechless things.

Thinking of how Qu Yu lived in such an environment, endured such a wonderful family every day, and listened to such embarrassing and humiliating words, he felt more and more distressed for him.

As a result, the hug became more intimate, and he patted the other person's back comfortingly, as if sensing his thoughts, Qu Yu's arms tightened a little.

Jing Rong pressed his cheek to the side of the other party's neck, and whispered softly in Qu Yu's ear, "It's your brother alone."

Qu Yu's body trembled, and he said in a muffled voice, "Then brother will accompany me to drink some wine tonight, okay?"

As if he could guess that Jing Rong would frown and say no, he continued to add, "I won't drink a lot, just a little."

After speaking, he rubbed Jing Rong's face coquettishly.

Jing Rong hummed helplessly.

A staff member came over and asked Qu Yu to go backstage to prepare. The music festival finals were about to begin, so Qu Yu reluctantly let go of her arms.

"Brother, I'll go get ready first." Qu Yu said, blinking at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong remembered that he had prepared mineral water for him, said to wait a minute, turned around and went back to pick up Wahaha.

"Moisten your throat," he paused, "I'm looking forward to your stage."

Qu Yu seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily, and took his water: "It will definitely live up to expectations."

The young man's back is tall and straight, like a beautiful and straight poplar, exuding the youthful vigor of the campus, which is very eye-catching.

Jing Rong watched his figure disappear around the corner, turned his gaze away, and glanced at the empty lawn beside him from the corner of his eye, his lips were straightened, showing a bit of elusiveness.

On the other side, Qu Mu stood in the corner, staring at Jing Rong again and again, feeling even more disgusted with Qu Yu in his heart.

Why does Qu Yu always want to take away what should belong to him? In the past, it was his father and a good life, but now it is Jing Rong, who is like a greedy dog, always staring at his things and wagging his tail.

Now Brother Jing Rong was accidentally blinded by Qu Yu, and started to hate him instead. If Qu Yu spread rumors to slander him, Jing Rong might hate him even more.

Thinking of something, Qu Mu gritted his teeth and simply made a call.

"My dear, what's the matter?" The woman's gentle voice came quickly.

Qu Mu's expression became more and more aggrieved: "Mom, Qu Yu wants to take away my elder brother Jing Rong."

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Although the music festival was arranged by the second grade alone, it was very formal. The host invited a graduate from the broadcasting department, and the judges were a teacher from the music department and a singer who graduated from the North City Drama Academy.

Jing Rong sat quietly on the lawn, waiting for the host to finish the opening speech and the rules of the game before the game officially started.

"The following is the first contestant to appear on the stage. He is Qu Yu, a student from Performance Class [-], Grade [-]." The sweet voice of the hostess fell, and the audience applauded.

Jing Rong clapped his hands, and his eyes fell on the place where he appeared.

Qu Yu was still wearing the clothes just now, a pure white shirt with black trousers, it was a very ordinary outfit.

However, I can't bear the fact that the face is too prominent, and the figure is too superior, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, the simple collocation just makes it look like a show.

He adjusted the angle and height of the lower microphone and bowed forward.

Jing Rong has never heard him sing, but usually when he listens to the other party, his voice becomes clearer and warmer, and when he acts like a baby, the ending rises, which has a hint of milk whistling.

When the accompaniment sounded, Qu Yu seemed to be looking for something in the crowd.

Suddenly, Jing Rong's gaze collided with his, and the latter smiled at him.

Jing Rong's heart skipped a beat, as if all the sounds and things around him had disappeared, leaving only him and the boy who was looking at him from a distance in the world.

The other party's voice slowly came over, as gentle as a lover's whisper.

The noise from around came back like a tide, Jing Rong blinked, and looked at the shining young man on the stage without turning his eyes.

The audience applauded wave after wave, screams mixed with discussions, and everyone paid attention to Qu Yu and even sang along.

Qu Yu closed her eyes, the sound from the stereo was still pleasant.

When the music reached the climax, he opened his eyes again and looked at Jing Rong quietly.

Qu Yu sang a love song.

"Fortunate to meet in the afternoon

The sun is just right, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing

i am quietly loving you

......"

Jing Rong's ears began to turn red unconsciously, and he pursed his lips lightly, having the illusion that the other party was confessing his love to him in public.

However, he didn't hate this feeling, he was even a little happy, and even the brows had some joy.

He thought that he might have lost control, and actually wanted to hug Quyu again in this atmosphere.

During the three and a half minutes of Qu Yu's singing, he never took his eyes off. When the other party's last line fell, he raised his hands and applauded.

No matter how other players perform, Qu Yu is No.1 in his heart.

The judges' scores were not announced on the spot, Qu Yu bowed and stepped down, and the hostess came on stage to continue to lead the follow-up competition.

Jing Rong looked down at the phone, and couldn't help but want to send a message to Qu Yu.

Jing Rong: [Very powerful, No.1]

I didn't expect the other party to reply to him soon,

[brother looks up]

He raised his head with some doubts, and the evening glow shone on the person who was coming against the light, as if coated with a hazy light golden orange color, which made the other person's figure more straight and straight.

Qu Yu approached him step by step.

For no reason, Jing Rong felt a vague tension in his heart. He breathed lightly and looked at the other party quietly.

The boy stood in front of him, and the breeze blew the corner of his shirt.

"Brother, do you like it?" Qu Yu bent over to look at him and asked softly.

For a moment, Jing Rong only felt that his heartbeat was a little abnormal, too fast and out of control.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and hummed slowly.

The other party didn't ask him what he liked, and he didn't answer what he liked.

--Like it?

--Um.

They seem to have formed a tacit understanding not to take the initiative to puncture the last layer of window paper, but they are not willing to stay in the safe range.

Like two little beasts ready to move, you come and go, stretching out your claws to try to confront each other.

Qu Yu understood what he said, smiled at him again, and sat down beside him.

The surrounding eyes fell on them from time to time, but no one paid any attention to them. They were so close that they could feel the temperature of each other's skin from the thin cloth that was attached to them.

Slowly, Jing Rong felt something gently hooking his little finger.

He looked down and saw that the finger that was hanging aside was hooked by another thin white finger, lightly rubbed it, and felt numb.

But the culprit was smiling happily, and he didn't let go of his fingers after being discovered. Instead, he hooked his little finger even harder under his gaze.

Jing Rong's eyelashes drooped, but he didn't let go of the opponent's fingers, as if acquiescing to the opponent's behavior.

The scorching breath rushed to his ears, and the young man's bewitching voice sounded.

"Brother, are you running away?"

"Before sunset."

The author has something to say: the last sentence was adapted from a popular sentence on the Internet, but I just thought it fit the mood and made a slight modification, intrusion and deletion.

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I will be v after midnight tonight. This day two years ago was the day when I registered as an author. It was quite bumpy along the way, but I still have an indestructible seed in my heart, and I want to continue to be a person who works hard to tell stories .

Before going to bed last night, I compiled a baby list of readers who have been with me since I wrote this article:

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The arrangement is not complete, but I will remember every kindness in my heart, and I am lucky to meet you.

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I hope you can support the genuine version a lot, and continue to complete the rest of the journey in Jinjiang with me.

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