Only Wing

After school, Ye Zhechen sat in his seat, watching Chu Jia hurriedly packed his schoolbag, and then hurried out, without even turning his head to look at him.

In the Christmas party of the university, young teachers and students must be the main force; as the principal's son, Chuga will definitely be very popular there, and there will definitely be some people who are dedicated to curry favor with him.

After imagining the scene of Chu Jia being surrounded by various men and women chatting and laughing happily for a while, Ye Zhechen raised his head and looked at the vase of roses placed by the podium again, speechless irritability welled up in his heart again.

Everyone in the classroom has almost left, and there is no point in staying.He packed his schoolbag indiscriminately and walked out, but his head was empty, he didn't know where he was going.

The festive subway is so crowded that just standing at the entrance is daunting.Ye Zhechen gave up resolutely, turned around and walked towards the nearby commercial street.

The lights on the street were just beginning to come on, and festival-goers shuttled between the beautiful windows in twos and threes. Many girls turned their heads for a few glances after passing by Ye Zhechen, but they didn't know why this handsome alpha guy had a dark face and was alone.

He didn't know how long he walked until he finally felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket.I took it out and saw that it was a short message from my cousin.

"Hey, I said are you still coming? So many people think of me as you, it's really annoying!"

It's Han Ye.Ye Zhechen snorted coldly, then turned to the next message.

It was the merchant who ordered the electric guitar before, and informed that the Christmas gift had been delivered to the doorman of Lin's villa according to the address.

By the way, I have to go to the venue.Let's talk about why Han Ye suddenly cared about him. It turned out that he was thinking about Christmas presents.

People are so realistic, no matter relatives or friends, you will only remember when you are still useful.

A taxi across the street stopped in front of the restaurant.After the passengers got off the bus, Ye Zhechen got into the back row and reported a string of addresses.

The vehicle turned around and drove towards the destination.At this moment, Ye Zhechen also saw the third-to-last text message on his phone.

"Merry Christmas."

There were only four words, but Ye Zhechen's eyelids twitched.Because it came from that special person—

"Squad leader"

Ye Zhechen did not reply to this message.He threw the phone back into his pocket again, and was about to turn his head to look at the scenery outside the window, but the first thing he saw was his own face reflected on the window glass.

The expression on that face seemed less gloomy and terrifying than before.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the Lin family villa.Ye Zhechen found the guard and took the gift for Han Ye, and walked inside.

Counting that the party has already started for about half an hour, so now just go in silently, find Han Ye and give the things to him.

Speaking of it, according to the situation in previous years, as long as half an hour passes, this stinky boy should be drunk, and if he is not locked up quickly, he will really say anything.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhechen has already stepped into the small building where the venue is located.Through the translucent hand-embroidered screen, he saw two people sitting on the sofa in the rest area, and one of them was laughing with alcohol.

Of course Ye Zhechen recognized the voice, it was Han Ye.As long as this kid is drunk, he will find someone to chatter, and it seems that he came at the right time.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhechen quickened his pace and walked around the screen.The leisure sofa was only five or six steps away from him, and he could see the person sitting clearly as soon as he turned his head.

how come……

The short message of "Merry Christmas" is still in his mobile phone, and the person who sent the blessing is right in front of his eyes.Chuga didn't go to the college Christmas party?Then why did he come here?

……

Ye Zhechen stopped in his tracks, looking at Beta not far away with complicated emotions.But Chu Jia hadn't noticed his appearance yet, and was lowering his head, as if he was going to smash the sofa pillow in his hand.

Yes, there should be another person lying beside him, and the two of them are having a silly joke.Ye Zhechen frowned, he seemed to have never seen such a relaxed expression on Chu Jia's face, with a little bit of banter, a little bit of annoyance, but more of a helpless gentleness.

Infuriating tenderness.

Before he knew it, Ye Zhechen had already taken two steps closer to the sofa.Chu Jia, who heard the footsteps, finally turned his head this way, and when he saw the comer clearly, the relief on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Maintaining the posture of raising the pillow, Chuga cautiously looked up at the alpha that suddenly appeared.

Ye Zhechen was also wearing a school uniform, his hair was a little messed up by the wind, and there were still melting and shining snowflakes on his shoulders, his whole body exuded a chill.

He thought for a few seconds, and finally said hello softly: "Hi."

Alpha didn't respond.

Ye Zhechen stood where he was, looking down into Chu Jia's eyes condescendingly.Then, after one second, two seconds, three seconds later, he turned his head abruptly, ready to walk away quickly.

"Ye Zhechen!"

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, Chuga was a little bolder.With slightly red eyes, he shouted in a soft voice.

The striding footsteps froze in this cry again. Although Alpha stopped, he didn't look back, obviously waiting for Chuga's words.

What will be the next sentence?

The most troubled person was Chuga himself.He knew that he had too many things to say in his chest, but no matter which sentence, after he said it, what happened next could no longer be controlled.

Just when he was distressed, Han Ye, who was lying beside him, turned over, grabbed the back of the sofa with one hand and poked his head out.

"Yo... it's my cousin." He greeted Ye Zhechen with a red face, "Is that in your hand... a gift for me?"

Having said that, he himself laughed a few times, and suddenly grabbed Chu Jia's arm and leaned closer to him.

"Look! I also know your monitor...the monitor you secretly wrote on the draft paper..."

As soon as the words "draft paper" came out, Ye Zhechen's eyes suddenly changed.

He dropped the gift in his hand with a "bang", walked to the edge of the sofa in two or three steps, and reached out to grab Han Ye's collar.The well-developed boy was dragged up by him like a chicken, and then he was punched on the cheek.

"what are you doing!"

Chu Jia exclaimed, and immediately rushed to dissuade him, but the furious alpha is very powerful, and this is not the first time he has experienced it.

Ye Zhechen shook his arm and pushed Chu Jia to the sofa on the other side.At this moment, Han Ye howled and reached out to grab his cousin's arm.

"What are you doing? You want to fight! Okay... let's fight! You are bullying the younger, and when your mother finds out, it will be you who will beat you!"

Ye Zhechen ignored his cousin's nonsense, one hand became two hands, and strangled Han Ye's neck fiercely to prevent him from moving.The little alpha is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He reached out and started groping around on the coffee table, and then grabbed the ashtray.

The ashtray is made of crystal glass, which is about the same hardness and weight as a stone. If it really hit Ye Zhechen's head, the consequences would be disastrous.

Chu Jia, who was pushed down on the sofa, could see clearly what was about to happen.Without even thinking about it, he held down Han Ye's hand, and was about to grab the ashtray.

This hurt Han Ye, Ye Zhechen's hand was still strangling him tightly, and one of his hands was pressed by Chu Jia, how could he fight back?In desperation, he struggled and fell down on the sofa. He wanted to curse something, but he couldn't make a complete sound.

"Ye Zhechen...let go!!"

Seeing that Han Ye's face was so red and purple, Chu Jia was shocked, and hurriedly reminded Ye Zhechen to let go so as not to cause death.But Ye Zhechen kept ignoring him with a dark face. After thinking about it, Chu Jia could only let go of the ashtray, ready to rescue Han Ye.

But what he didn't expect was that the moment he shifted his position, Han Ye's arm swung again, and the ashtray with sharp edges, round on the outside and round on the inside, hit his temple hard, and then Wipe all the way across the corner of the eye and hit the cheekbone a second time.

The whole head began to "buzz" from the position of Dayang acupoint, Chu Jia shook twice, and stretched out his hand to press the hit place.

A little wet between the fingers, probably bleeding.

The pain was not noticeable, but what appeared to be a soot-like black powder in the right eye was starting to spread.When the field of vision of both eyes became pitch black, Chu Jia could no longer control the balance of his body, and propped up the coffee table with one hand and half knelt on the carpet.