Meng Chan felt that he had never met Yu Zhiyi, but according to his opinion, he and Yu Zhiyi met in high school.

Meng Chan's high school experience was very short, most of the time was spent in the classroom, and he met only a few people.

Yu Zhiyi was in the first year of high school, and his teaching building was far away from him. Meng Chan rarely went to the teaching building of the first year of high school. So, how did they meet?

Yu Zhiyi said before that the two of them had never met. He lied, but why did he lie? Was the experience in high school very shameful?

Meng Chan became more and more curious about Yu Zhiyi. He was like a mysterious and gorgeous treasure box. No one knew how many secrets it contained, but people wanted to know the treasures inside.

It was extremely difficult for Meng Chan to help him take a bath. He finally put on his pajamas and threw him on the bed.

"Brother." Lying on the bed, Yu Zhiyi suddenly called out to him, and began to go berserk again, hugged Meng Chan's waist with a clunk sound, and arched him back and forth.

"Puppy." Meng Chan threw out two words expressionlessly.

Yu Zhiyi just rubbed against him and didn't speak, Meng Chan wanted to break his hand away, but at this moment Yu Zhiyi said a nonsensical sentence abruptly.

"Brother, do you love me?"

"No." Meng Chan said coldly.

Yu Zhiyi laughed softly a few times, and said in a whispering tone, "It's a lie."

"You obviously love me the most, but what you say is not what you mean."

Yu Zhiyi repeated this sentence several times, as if speaking to himself.I didn't know which nerve was wrong in my brain, and suddenly went crazy again, stood up directly, pressed Meng Chan's shoulder fiercely, and pushed him to the desk beside him.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chan pressed his hands on the table with his hands pressed down, and his lower back slumped against the corner of the desk, feeling a burst of pain.

Yu Zhiyi didn't know where the strength was, and there was deep paranoia in his eyes, "You obviously love me the most, why don't you admit it, why keep pushing me away!"

"What madness!" Meng Chan didn't understand his sudden madness, his voice was cold, and he looked like he was going to get angry, frowning, "Take care if you are sick!"

Yu Zhiyi's eyes were red, as if he had torn off the soft and soft skin, revealing his original surly and sick appearance, and turned into a wolf dog with sharp teeth.

"Why do you always think I'm sick? I love you so much, but you always think I'm crazy!" Yu Zhiyi pressed Meng Chan's hand very hard, as if losing his mind, persistently and crazily wanting to prove his love.

"Brother, why are you so indifferent, why do you have other people around you, I hate everyone around you!" Yu Zhiyi turned and said softly, "For example, Ye Zhi."

Meng Chan tried his best to break free from Yu Zhiyi's wrist that was imprisoning him. Because of too much force, Yu Zhiyi staggered and took a few steps back.

"None of his business." Meng Chan's voice was icy cold.

Yu Zhiyi smiled lowly, with dark eyes, "You are stupid, brother, do you know what kind of eyes he looks at you?"

"I know best what that look is." Yu Zhiyi has completely lost his former obedience, the alcohol has revealed his hidden face, and the dissatisfaction that has been hidden in his heart has been vented out through alcohol.

Ye Zhi looked at Meng Chan's dirty eyes and Meng Chan's indifferent attitude, all of which were blunt knives rubbing against Yu Zhiyi's reason repeatedly.

He hated others looking at Meng Chan with that kind of eyes. In his opinion, his brother could only be liked by himself, and he wished he could gouge out other people's eyes.

But what drove him crazy the most was Meng Chan's attitude, why there were so many bugs around him, and why he couldn't see through Ye Zhi's dirty and disgusting eyes.

Why do you always push me away, why do you always say you don't love me.

Why can't I be the only one in his world.

Obviously he is the only one in my world.

Countless "whys" that could not be answered quickly drowned him.

He has always been a selfish and hypocritical person, and he has a terrible possessive desire for Meng Chan. He is afraid that Meng Chan will dislike him, so he has to hide it deep in his heart.

Crazy desire for exclusiveness has always existed.

Yu Zhi approached him, and said slowly, "Like a shady wild dog, with adoring eyes that only dare to hide in the dark and watch."

"He adores you, my dear brother."

Meng Chan looked at him coldly, with no emotion in his eyes.

The Yu Zhiyi in front of him was strange to him, like two people.

No, it might just be the same person, but Yu Zhiyi pretended to be another person in front of him.

Meng Chan thought he was just a fragile and coquettish cat, but he was actually a vicious and sick snake.

He may not be as vulnerable as I thought.

"Not everyone is gay." Meng Chan's voice was cold and his face was expressionless, "Even if Ye Zhi is as you said, it has nothing to do with me."

"I don't like any man."

"including me?"

"Yes."

Yu Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds, and his face was momentarily at a loss.For a long time, he covered his face and smiled hoarsely, his back was slightly curved, and the curved arc was a bit fragile.

Meng Chan felt that he was crazy, and at this moment, he could still describe Yu Zhiyi as fragile.

Yu Zhiyi was emotionally insane, Meng Chan ignored him lazily, turned around and wanted to leave.

As soon as the door was opened, a pair of slender and white hands suddenly pressed on the door, and then Meng Chan was pinched by his neck and turned back, Yu Zhiyi kissed him roughly.

Yu Zhiyi's actions were strong and domineering, crazily plundering the air in Meng Chan's mouth, the faint smell of smoke was an emotional fermenter, and Yu Zhiyi fell into a state of madness all the time.

He greedily sucked the temperature and body fluid from Meng Chan's mouth, his lip was bitten, and the blood spread in his mouth, Yu Zhiyi's eyes were red, and he went crazy.

Like an insatiable junkie.

Meng Chan frowned tightly, and the anger accumulated tonight reached a peak. He hit Yu Zhiyi's ribs backward with his elbow.

Yu Zhiyi snorted, stepped back a little, endured the pain and wanted to go forward to kiss him again.

Taking advantage of this gap, Meng Chan turned around and punched Yu Zhiyi in the face.

"Yu Zhiyi." Meng Chan looked indifferently, "Do you know this is sexual harassment?"

Yu Zhiyi wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up in an obsessive arc.

"Brother, we are a couple, kissing is the most normal."

Yu Zhiyi was not afraid of death, so he stepped forward to hold Meng Chan's hand and pressed it to his face, his eyes were drawn down, "Brother, I hurt from you hitting me."

Will Yu Zhiyi become a lunatic if he drinks alcohol?

Meng Chan thought indifferently.

"Let go." Meng Chan said.

Yu Zhiyi didn't let go, but instead rubbed him affectionately, licking the palm of his hand with the tip of his scarlet tongue boldly and blatantly, then between his fingers, and then his fingertips, like a cat pleasing its master.

Meng Chan's palms were sticky for a while, and an inexplicable numbness spread all over his body. He grabbed Yu Zhiyi's face and approached him with a low and cold tone, suppressing his deep anger.

"Yu Zhiyi, I can't tell—" He paused, his eyes sharp, "So you are such a person."

Selfishness, paranoia, madness, lust.

Yu Zhiyi was pinched in the face by him, Meng Chan was very strong, his face was in pain, but he still pulled out a sweet smile.

"My dear brother, no matter what I am, I love you the most."

Or despicable, or well-behaved, I always love you the most.

Meng Chan couldn't understand his twisted love.

Can anyone really love someone so deeply?

He doesn't understand, nor does he understand Yu Zhiyi's love.

His heart had a fleeting touch.

Meng Chan wanted to say something more, but Yu Zhiyi had exhausted his strength and collapsed on the ground.

"..."

Meng Chan looked down at Yu Zhiyi from a high position, his pale cheeks were flushed, the corners of his lips were bloody, and his hair was disheveled, like a dying flower.

He couldn't see the ruthless madness he had just had.

You should have refused his approach from the start.

This thought flashed through Meng Chan for a moment.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be these messy things, and his mouth still smells of blood.

Is it all his soft-heartedness?Meng Chan thought wildly.

He seldom feels soft-hearted. Is the soft-hearted feeling on Yu Zhiyi correct?

Yu Zhiyi woke up in pain, the hangover was too painful.

He slowly sat up from the bed, his brain still groggy and dazed.

He first lay in a daze on the bed for a while, tilting his head and looking out the window, the sky was not yet fully bright, only a little fish-belly was showing, he blinked slowly, and then slowly looked back.

The ends of his eyes were drooping wearily, his eyes were empty, his pupils were pitch black, nothing could fit in them, like a bottomless cave.

He didn't speak, his whole body exuded a thick and gloomy air of death, lazy and lifeless, like dead flowers withered in winter.

He got out of bed in a daze, walked to the living room to drink water like a walking corpse, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

Eyeballs rolled slightly, there was no one in the living room, it was dim and empty, as usual.

He was used to the dead silence at home.

Yu Zhiyi hadn't fully woken up yet, his mind was very dazed, he just drank water mechanically, feeling very decadent.

"Yu Zhiyi." The headlight in the living room was turned on.

Suddenly there was a sound behind him, Yu Zhiyi was shocked, the cup fell to the ground with a thud, he turned around suddenly, the floor was too slippery with water, he accidentally sat on the ground.

Yu Zhiyi stared at Meng Chan with wide-eyed eyes, his heart beating in a panic, and when he finally saw who was coming, his eyes widened even wider, his face full of disbelief.

"Meng..." he murmured.

"Meng Chan." He said all of Meng Chan's name.

Meng Chan came to get his cell phone. He left in a hurry yesterday. He didn't realize that he had forgotten to take his cell phone away until halfway through the drive. He came to get his cell phone as soon as he woke up in the morning.

He was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you call me brother?"

Meng Chan's brain crashed, and he hadn't recovered from the thought of "why does the person I think about day and night appear at home?" Hearing Meng Chan's words, his ears burned instantly, and his face turned red.

He stood up, his hands were at a loss, he didn't know how to put them, so he had to put them behind his back, and said incoherently, "You...how are you in my house?"

Meng Chan felt that he was very strange today, and could not understand what he was talking about.

Looking at him like this, it seemed like the two of them were meeting for the first time.

"I forgot my phone."

Yu Zhiyi blinked, and said with difficulty, "You... the phone is at my house?"

Meng Chan frowned and glanced at him, "What bullshit are you talking about?" was written all over his face.

Yu Zhiyi didn't speak, or maybe he forgot to speak, the language system was out of order temporarily, and he just stared at him with a pair of obsessed and longing eyes.

"Is it a dream?" He murmured to himself, "Why did you appear here?"

The more Meng Chan listened, the more something was wrong, and he frowned, "Aren't you awake yet?"

He looked at the sky outside and urged him, "It's still early, go to bed."

Yu Zhiyi's mind was muddled and confused, and he was at a loss for the current situation, but he still obediently listened to Meng Chan's words and went to sleep in his room.

After Meng Chan finished taking the phone, he walked into the room by accident and took a look at Yu Zhiyi. He closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully. His skin was delicate and there was a bruise on the left side of his face.

Even though there were bruises, they couldn't hide Yu Zhiyi's beautiful face. He slept peacefully and beautifully, not as crazy as last night.

Meng Chan didn't really want to see Yu Zhiyi for the time being, but when he thought about what happened last night, he became annoyed, so he didn't look at him again, opened the door and left.

After he left, Yu Zhiyi suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes were foggy and hazy, obviously not awake yet.

He turned his gaze to the side, was silent for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Is it still a dream?

Meng Chan doesn't have much class recently, and the company is preparing for the year-end general meeting, so he has very little time in school.

While he was busy preparing for the exam, he also had to deal with the company's affairs, so he was so busy that his feet never touched the ground.

After being so busy, it seemed that he and Yu Zhiyi hadn't seen each other for almost a week, but Yu Zhiyi sent him a lot of messages, interspersed with a few words of apology.

Meng Chan simply replied yes, there was nothing else, he was too busy to deal with these things.

It's very cold today, and it's starting to snow outside, and the shops on the street are starting to hang up all kinds of colored lights, which are shining brightly, and it's already a new year.

Meng Chan drove home, the capital was extremely congested at this time, and it was snowing, so the car didn't have to move for a long time.

Bored, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and looked at his phone in his spare time. It happened that Yu Zhiyi called, and it was Yu Zhiyi.

It was only then that Meng Chan remembered that they hadn't seen each other for a while since that night.

He frowned and thought for two seconds before answering the call. As soon as he connected, Yu Zhiyi's voice came from there.

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"I haven't seen you brother for a long time." Yu Zhiyi's voice was aggrieved, "Where did you go today?"

"Go home." Meng Chan said, "Is there something wrong?"

He tilted his head and glanced outside, but it was still blocked.

The other end was silent for a while, and then said, "Brother, why are you so indifferent to me, are you still angry because of that night?"

After Yu Zhiyi wakes up, he won't forget what happened the night before. On the contrary, he remembers very clearly how he kissed Meng Chan forcibly, how he tore apart his sick appearance and exposed it to Meng Chan.

He was restless, afraid that Meng Chan would get angry.

Meng Chan didn't answer.

Yu Zhiyi said in a panic, "I'm sorry brother, I was wrong..."

The following words were blurred by the violent impact and the sound of cars outside. Meng Chan glanced outside, and a car hit the guardrail.

The voice on the other end of the phone became even more panicked, "Brother, what is that voice! It's a car—"

The phone was silent, Meng Chan looked at the phone, it was out of power and turned off.

There was no charger in the car, so I had to put it aside.

The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and accidents kept happening. Meng Chan finally arrived at his villa after being blocked for a long time.

When the headlights flickered, it illuminated a figure in front of the gate of the villa.

Meng Chan was taken aback, and got out of the car immediately after seeing who was coming.

"Yu Zhiyi!"

Hearing the sound, Yu Zhiyi stood up with a jerk, strode forward, and hugged him violently, with such strength that he seemed to want to rub the person in front of him into his flesh and blood.

"Brother." His voice was extremely disturbed, shaking and shaking.

Meng Chan felt like he was being hugged by a piece of ice.

He broke free from Yu Zhiyi's embrace and saw Yu Zhiyi clearly.

He probably ran out in a hurry, with no coat on, only a red sweater, he didn't know how long he had been waiting here, his hair and shoulders were covered in snow, and his long eyelashes were also trembling with snow falling on them. His lips were pale and trembling morbidly.

"How long have you been waiting here?" Meng Chan didn't want to ask him why he knew about his family, he only had Yu Zhiyi in his mind.

"Forgot." Yu Zhiyi's voice was hoarse, and he went to hug him again, "Brother, luckily you are fine..."

"What can I do?" Meng Chan let him hold him, and suddenly thought of something, "Do you think I was in a car accident?"

Yu Zhiyi didn't speak, but hugged him even tighter, and all the uneasiness turned into a fierce hug.

Meng Chan didn't know what to say. It had been more than two hours since he hung up the phone. Did Yu Zhiyi wait for him in the heavy snow for more than two hours?

He is such a person who is afraid of the cold, because he was afraid that something would happen to him, he waited for him for more than two hours in the cold night.

There was a dense and strange feeling in the heart, one by one small bugs gnawed at the heart, a little pain, not too heartbreaking, but it couldn't be ignored.

"Fool." Meng Chan's tone was still cold, but with a gentleness that he didn't notice. He took off his coat and put it on him, "Put it on."

Yu Zhiyi was shivering from the cold, and his face was pale. Meng Chan took the initiative to hold his hand, which was icy cold.

He took Yu Zhiyi's hand and entered the villa.

"Master." A man in his fifties came over, his eyes flicked between them.

Meng Chan gave him the car keys, "Uncle Chen, please stop the car for a while."

"Okay." Although Uncle Chen was curious about who the man next to Meng Chan was, he didn't ask any further questions and went to park the car.

Yu Zhiyi flinched a bit, "I..."

"Don't be afraid." Meng Chan tried to speak to him in a gentle voice, "My family is fine."

As soon as the words were finished, a girl ran out with a brisk voice, "Brother."

The girl ran up to Meng Chan, "You haven't been home for a long time."

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a high ponytail and a pretty appearance. When she saw Yu Zhiyi, she tilted her head, "Hey, who is he, brother's friend?"

Yu Zhiyi always treats unfamiliar people with cold eyes, but what is in front of him is Meng Chan's family. He suddenly doesn't know how to deal with it, so he can only put on a smile and say, "Hello."

"You look good." The girl is heavily facial-controlled, and is very interested in beautiful people, "Are you a celebrity?"

Yu Zhiyi was at a loss, his face was a little stiff.

Meng Chan put a finger against the girl's forehead, "Meng Lian, don't stare at others, it's rude."

The girl is the younger sister of the original owner, and Meng Chan quite likes her.

Meng Lian covered her forehead and complained in a low voice, "Got it, you're so annoying."

The three entered the living room, and Meng Chan asked, "Where are my parents?"

Meng Lian walked over with a cat in her arms, "Dad is still at the company, and Mom and Auntie went shopping outside."

"Yeah." Meng Chan pulled Yu Zhiyi, "I'll go upstairs first."

"Okay, come down to eat later."

When the two entered the room, Meng Chan said to him, "Take off your outer clothes and go take a shower."

When Yu Zhiyi came to Meng Chan's house for the first time, he was at a loss as to what to do. Meng Chan saw his reaction and helped him wipe the snow off his hair with a towel, saying, "Be good, go take a bath first."

"I want to hug you, brother." Yu Zhiyi's heart was still in a state of fear, he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be by Meng Chan's side.

Yu Zhiyi might have cried while waiting, with a beautiful face ready to cry, curled eyelashes like butterfly wings, wet red eyes, glass beads like eyes clear and wronged.

Poor puppy.

Seeing him like this, Meng Chan's original anger towards him has faded a lot, and Yu Zhiyi always knows how to poke his soft heart.

He hugged Yu Zhiyi, put his head on his shoulder, put his big hand on his back, and patted him comfortingly.

"I'll give you a hug." The voice was light, "I'll take a shower after hugging."

It was rare for Meng Chan to hug him, and Yu Zhiyi was flattered, his eyes froze for a moment, and he hugged his brother tightly instead.

His body is really cold.

When Meng Chan hugged him, he had only one thought.

The two were quiet and did not speak.

"Okay." Meng Chan said, "Go take a shower, I'll find you clothes."

His sweater was soaked in snow and was wet.

After Yu Zhiyi came out of the shower, his eye circles were still red, his hair was limply sticking to his face, and he was extremely obedient and docile.He is like a clingy milk cat, he just wants to cling to Meng Chan when he is wronged.

Meng Chan was sitting at the desk processing documents when the tablet was suddenly pressed, and Yu Zhiyi sat on his lap.

His figure is thin, and Meng Chan's overcoat is a little bigger, which makes him look thinner.The fingers were slender and white, and the exposed wrist was as warm as jade, pale evenly, and loosely wrapped around Meng Chan's neck.

It was the first time for Meng Chan's thigh to be sat on by someone else, and the smell of shower gel on Yu Zhiyi's body spread directly to his nostrils, and the hot air after taking a bath rushed to his face.

Meng Chan frowned, "Go down."

Yu Zhiyi didn't listen, and put his head on his neck, the tip of his nose arched affectionately, like a puppy.

"Brother, you scared me to death today." Yu Zhiyi's hot breath floated gently and slowly on his neck, and Meng Chan's goosebumps arose.

"There's nothing to be scared of." Meng Chan put on a cold face, put his hands on both sides of the armrests of the chair, and saw that words were useless, so he thought it was a small animal acting like a baby.

"It's also because you waited so long foolishly." Meng Chan said to him softly, "You won't die from the cold."

Yu Zhiyi lazily leaned on Meng Chan, and said softly, "Because... my sister died in a car accident."

His hand grabbed the shirt on Meng Chan's chest again, extremely uneasy, and his voice trembled, "I'm afraid that my brother will also..., and you don't answer my phone."

"If something happens to my brother, what should I do, brother."

His voice lowered again, "I can't live without my brother."

"What did you say?" Meng Chan quietly vetoed his words, "You don't live for me."

Yu Zhiyi smiled in his ear, with the tails of his eyes bent down, and his eyes closed, "But I live for you, brother."

"I'm a piece of trash who can't live without you."

Yu Zhiyi's chin was suddenly pinched by Meng Chan, his eyebrows were raised, his single eyelids were narrow and sharp, and when he looked at people normally, he always had a kind of sharpness that was hard to get close to.

He said to Yu Zhiyi with this look, "Don't say such weak words."

"I do not like."

He didn't like Yu Zhiyi lowering his possessions and turning himself into a humble survivor.

In his eyes, Yu Zhiyi can be fragile, but he can't be as humble as a dog.

What is this, it seems that the two are extremely unequal.

"Is brother angry?" Yu Zhiyi forced a smile.

Meng Chan snorted, "Yeah, I haven't settled with you last night."

Yu Zhiyi lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, his face slightly embarrassed, a little uneasy, and he obediently admitted his mistake, "I made a mistake, brother."

"I shouldn't have told about the two of us without your consent."

"Gone?"

Yu Zhiyi nodded.

Meng Chan could see that, he didn't apologize at all for deliberately getting Ye Zhihe drunk and kissing him forcibly without authorization.

After Ye Zhi got drunk that day, he slept in the dormitory for several days, his face was all white. As for the relationship between Meng Chan and Yu Zhiyi, maybe the warning that day was useful, and not many people know about it for the time being.

Meng Chan clicked his tongue, he should have known what kind of person Yu Zhiyi was that day, he was far less obedient and soft than he appeared on the surface.

It's just that she pretended to be too good in front of him, and it might be difficult for him to apologize obediently.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he doesn't want to say anything, he can't pick up this kid and beat him up.

"Brother, don't be angry with me. You ignore me for the past few days. I feel very sad." Yu Zhiyi acted coquettishly at him, "Whenever you ignore me, I feel very sad. Every part of your body hurts. pain."

The remaining anger in Meng Chan's heart has been dissipated in these few days, and it was wiped out the moment he saw him on a snowy night today.

Standing in the snowy night for a moment, Meng Chan felt powerless towards him.

He knew that Yu Zhiyi himself was not a very kind person. Meng Chan understood his despicable and gloomy nature, but he would always unconsciously classify him as a fragile puppy in his heart.

Yu Zhiyi is essentially selfish and paranoid, stupid and naive, hypocritical and squeamish, but these derogatory terms seem to come from Meng Chan.

He loves Meng Chan in the most clumsy way.

Meng Chan suddenly remembered something from his childhood. When he was very young, his grandmother asked him what kind of person he wanted to be.

At that time, Meng Chan was seven years old, his mother ran away with someone, and his father drank alcohol all day because of his mother's departure, and finally drowned in the river. After that, he and his elderly grandmother depended on each other for life.

The seven-year-old Meng Chan no longer has the innocence of a child in his heart, his heart has been frozen into ice by indifference, he doesn't want to be someone, he just wants to live.

When he was ten years old, his grandmother became seriously ill and told him before he died, "If you don't know who you want to be, then become someone who others can rely on."

"Son, don't trample on other people's love for you. Don't be like your mother. It's an honor to be loved. My baby will be loved. Don't let others down."

Now Meng Chan is indeed depended on by someone, and also deeply loved by someone.Due to emotion and reason, he couldn't continue to hurt Yu Zhiyi with a cold attitude.

People are always blind and will be infected by burning emotions, and Meng Chan has never been divorced from human nature.

He couldn't refuse the puppy who was waiting for him in the wind and snow.

"If you don't obey me again, don't come to see me." Meng Chan said calmly.

Yu Zhiyi knew that he wasn't angry anymore, so he said obediently, "Okay brother, I will definitely listen to my brother."

He rested his chin on Meng Chan's shoulder, and said anxiously, "I always thought that my brother was ignoring me these days because he was angry. I dare not go to my brother."

There may be some reasons for this, but most of them are because of being too busy. Meng Chan thought so and told him so.

Yu Zhiyi's hair was smoothed out for no reason, and his long eyelashes were curved. When he was happy, he couldn't help but want to press his cold face to Meng Chan's. Meng Chan pinched his face and turned away, "It's so cold."

Yu Zhiyi pushed forward and insisted on continuing. Meng Chan felt that cheek to cheek was too intimacy, and felt that it was necessary to talk to Yu Zhiyi about the intimate contact later.

At this time, his heart became a little vicious again, and he deliberately teased him, but it didn't go his way, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

At this moment, the door opened, "Brother, Mom and Dad are back, and I told you to go down and eat—"

Meng Lian's words got stuck when he saw the posture of the two, which was too ambiguous. Yu Zhiyi sat on Meng Chan's lap, with his hands around his brother's neck, and his brother who was like an iceberg was pinching someone's neck. The face looked disgusted, but there was a little smile in the eyes.

Meng Lian opened her mouth wide, and finished the last word slowly, "...Fan."

Hearing the sound, Yu Zhiyi immediately got off Meng Chan's lap, and stood beside Meng Chan pretending to be calm, pretending to play with his mobile phone, his earlobes flushed red.

Meng Chan seemed much calmer, and hummed, "You go down first, I'll be down right away."

Meng Lian didn't listen, his attention was on Yu Zhiyi and Meng Chan, his big eyes rolled around.

"Meng Lian." Meng Chan emphasized her tone.

"I know, I know." Meng Lian reluctantly closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Yu Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the table as if discouraged.

Meng Chan laughed at him, "Why, are you still shy?"

Yu Zhiyi pursed his lips in embarrassment, his whole face turned red.

Meng Chan found it amusing, lazily propped his chin and continued to laugh at him, "Didn't you just sit on my lap, why didn't you feel shy before, huh?"

Obviously before, everyone wanted to let everyone know about the so-called "couple" relationship between the two of them, but now he was just bumped into by his sister, and he felt embarrassed.

Yu Zhiyi's face was burning hot, and he muttered for a long time before saying, "...it's different."

"It's different."

"They are my brother's family, which is very important. My brother doesn't want me to tell others. If they find out, you will definitely be angrier than usual."

"Afraid that I will be angry?" Meng Chan stood up and looked straight at him.

Yu Zhiyi nodded.

"If you have this awareness, why did you go?" Meng Chan was silent for a few seconds, then stroked his hair carelessly, "Let's go, go down to eat."

There are already people on the long table, the top one is a serious middle-aged man, the left side is a middle-aged woman with a quiet face, and the right side is Meng Lian.

Meng Lian saw them from afar and called out, "Brother, you are so slow."

Meng Chan brought Yu Zhiyi down, and first greeted his parents, "Dad, Mom."

He came here in the third year of high school, but the two of them treated him very well. Meng Chan always felt guilty for taking someone else's body, and has been using his own way to repay the two of them over the years.

He has never felt the warmth of his parents. After spending several years with the elders, he gradually developed feelings for the family.

Father Meng hummed, and raised his chin towards Yu Zhiyi, "Are you a friend?"

"Yes." Meng Chan said.

Yu Zhiyi didn't know how to deal with Meng Chan's parents, curled up his fingers nervously, and forced a calm and polite face, "Hello, Uncle, Hello, Auntie."

Meng's father and Meng Chan had similar personalities, and their emotions were more restrained. Hearing this, he hummed.

Like Meng Lian, Meng's mother admired beautiful people very much. Yu Zhiyi's appearance was too gorgeous, even a little more delicate than Meng Lian.

He was polite and beautiful, and Meng's mother had a good impression of him, and said with a smile, "We Chan Chan rarely bring friends home. You are a good boy. Sit down and don't be restrained."

"Thank you, Auntie." Yu Zhiyi gave him an obedient and harmless smile, and Mother Meng liked it even more.

Meng Lian insisted on sitting next to Yu Zhiyi with the bowl, but Meng's father scolded him, "Meng Lian, don't walk around while eating."

Meng Lian didn't listen, and sat beside Yu Zhiyi, staring straight at him.

Yu Zhiyi looked nervous at him, and with a calm expression on his face, he secretly stretched out a hand and tugged Meng Chan beside him.

Meng Chan understood and knocked on the table, "Meng Lian, where are you looking?"

Meng Lian listened to Meng Chan's words, and said innocently, "I didn't watch anything."

Meng Chan's family ate quite quietly, and Meng Lian and Meng's mother were mostly talking.

Yu Zhiyi was very embarrassed to eat at someone else's house, so he ate carefully. Meng Chan's family has a heavy taste, and the dishes on the table are all spicy. Eat lightly.

Meng Chan glanced at Yu Zhiyi, the tip of his nose was sweating, his lips were hot red, he was breathing softly, tears were about to come out.

"Aunt Lin." Meng Chan called out.

A woman came over, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Please make a light soup, and make a few light dishes by the way."

Aunt Lin, "OK."

Yu Zhiyi looked at Meng Chan in shock, obviously he didn't expect Meng Chan to pay attention to this.

"Wow, brother, you are good to brother Zhiyi." Meng Lian teased while biting her chopsticks.

"Eat yours." Meng Chan retorted.

"Xiao Yu, you can't eat spicy food." Mother Meng asked him.

Yu Zhiyi groaned, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "A little bit."

"You said it earlier, I told Aunt Lin not to cook so many spicy dishes." Meng's mother went to blame Meng Chan again, "You are a real kid, and you don't even say anything when friends come over."

Meng Chan: "...my fault."

"Auntie, don't blame brother, I came here suddenly." Yu Zhiyi helped Meng Chan out of the siege.

"Brother?" Meng's father, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth, "Are you younger than Meng Chan?"

Yu Zhiyi realized that he had said the wrong address, so he could only bite the bullet and reply, "Yes, me."

"You have a good relationship." Father Meng commented.

Yu Zhiyi smiled, "Yes."

"But—" Father Meng narrowed his eyes, "I always feel like I've seen you somewhere."

Yu Zhiyi's hand holding the chopsticks froze, his heart beat non-stop, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"Dad, how did you meet him?" Meng Chan said, "This is his first time here."

"Really?" Father Meng said lightly.

"Yes." Yu Zhiyi forced a smile, "It's my first time here, uncle may have misidentified the person."

As the boss of a large group company, Meng's father was shrewd. How could he fail to see Yu Zhiyi's hidden panic, but he didn't say anything, and let them deal with the young people's affairs by themselves.

"Maybe I remember wrong." Father Meng said.

"You're so busy thinking." Mother Meng said to him.

Father Meng smiled, and gave her a chopstick of sweet and sour pork with pineapple, "Maybe."

Yu Zhiyi's face turned pale, the line of his pursed lips was stiff and straight, and the panic in his heart could not be suppressed.

Meng Chan made sweet and sour pork ribs for him, and asked with a frown, "What's your expression, eat well."

"Oh." Yu Zhiyi recovered from his thoughts.

Meng Lian watched them from the sidelines for a long time. He saw his indifferent elder brother serving vegetables to the beautiful elder brother himself. Although he frowned expressionlessly, Meng Lian knew that that expression was not indifference.

It's a very unobtrusive kind of coldness and softness that belongs to his Gothic.

Recalling the scene she had just seen, she felt more and more that the relationship between the two was not simple, and her eyes rolled slyly.

When several people were concentrating on eating, she sneaked closer to Yu Zhiyi and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Brother Zhiyi, are you my brother's girlfriend?"

Yu Zhiyi looked at her in shock.

Meng Lian thought of something and changed her words, "Oh, it's a boyfriend, are you and my brother having sex?"

Yu Zhiyi choked hard, coughed non-stop, blushed, and physical tears forced out of his eyes.

The purpose of the whole family

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