Senior, cut off your sleeve?

When Liu Zhiyu was chopping vegetables, his thoughts were flying, and he almost cut himself several times.

While trying not to listen to his voice, but that voice seemed to be full of magic power, hitting the heart one by one.

Liu Zhan was so hungry a long time ago, he ran to the kitchen to check on Liu Zhiyu's progress, urging him back and forth, finally, Liu Zhiyu finished his lunch with difficulty.

"Pengzi, it's time to eat!" Liu Zhan stood downstairs, calling loudly to Pengzi who was having fun upstairs alone.

Pengzi ran down bouncing in response, his chubby body dangling from side to side, which made people worry, for fear that he would fall.

When studying abroad, there are always many unaccustomed to foreign countries. Liu Da and Yang Hui also stay abroad all year round, and it is rare for the family to get together to have a good meal.

But today, Liu Zhan had a very happy meal. His brother was in charge of the cooking, accompanied by his idol, and a cute younger brother. Liu Zhan hadn't been this happy for a long time. He finally felt the warmth of home.

"It's great to have my family by my side. It would be even better if my parents, Uncle Yuan and Aunt Zhu were here." Liu Zhan took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth with satisfaction, with a longing look on his face .

Looking at Liu Zhan who still knew nothing about the news of Yang Hui's death, Liu Zhiyu lowered his head apologetically. He didn't dare to look at Liu Zhan's happy expression, and he was also reluctant to break Liu Zhan's beautiful yearning. With a sullen face, Liu Zhiyu picked up the rice in the bowl without saying a word.

Dong Xi'an didn't know what to say to Liu Zhan who was full of hope and Liu Yuyu who looked gloomy. He just tried to pull out a smile and stayed with Liu Zhan, immersed in his expectation and longing for a complete home.

After eating and drinking enough, Pengzi took Liu Zhan to tinker with his toys. Dong Xi'an was still sipping his food, and Liu Zhiyu, who had already stopped chopsticks, sat quietly opposite him, without saying a word. look at him.

Dong Xi'an, who had been lowering his head to eat, suddenly raised his head, and met Liu Yuyu's gaze. He was staring carefully, searching hard, hoping to find something, and stared fixedly for a long while. There is nothing in it but indifference.

"Well, senior, Christmas is coming, last time I made an appointment with Zhang Nan and Su Yue, will you go that day?" Dong Xi'an cautiously probed.

He no longer had that righteous energy to face the indifferent Liu Zhiyu, he could only hope that this person would not hide from him.

"Let's talk about it that day." Liu Yaoyu retracted his gaze, spit out a word lightly, and then didn't continue, with the same indifferent appearance.

If it was normal, Dong Xi'an would definitely pester Liu Yaoyu relentlessly, and he would never give up until he heard a definite answer.

But today Dong Xi'an heard Liu Zhuyu's ambiguous answer, just smiled with the corners of his mouth lightly pulled, then closed his mouth and continued eating.

There is always a strong smile on Dong Xi'an's face, but from the smile he forced out, Liu Zhiyu couldn't see a trace of a smile, and his heart was tightly pulled together.

He was afraid of sitting like this again, and seeing Dong Xi'an's disappointed expression again, he was afraid that he could not help but want to hug the person in front of him, smooth his frowning brows for him, and make him smile happily.

"When do you want to pick?" Liu Zhiyu resisted the throbbing in his heart and said.

"Ah?" Dong Xi'an raised his head in astonishment and looked at Liu Zhiyu expectantly, but Liu Zhiyu's eyes fell on his own hands, and Dong Xi'an realized that the rice in his bowl had been picked badly , some spilled on the table, a mess.

"I'm full, so I won't eat anymore, hehe, senior's skills are getting better and better." Dong Xi'an quickly put down his chopsticks and said with a grin.

Liu Zhan and Pengzi had a great time playing, leaving his idol aside, he and Liu Zhiyu sat on the sofa facing each other, silent to each other, not saying a word.

If it was normal, Dong Xi'an would definitely be leaning close to Liu Zhiyu and chattering non-stop. Liu Zhiyu looked at Dong Xi'an who was sitting upright, with not only loss but also happiness in his eyes.

If he doesn't pester himself, his heart will be filled with unreasonable bitterness, he will always lean on himself, talking endlessly, always with a deep smile in the corner of his eyes.

He doesn't pester himself, and rationally tells himself that he should be happy, so that he won't worry about what others think of him, and doesn't have to speculate on his mind, which is great.

Apart from the silence in the air, there were only two burning hearts left, guessing each other's mind, and there was no other way but to sit quietly.

On such an occasion, Dong Xi'an, who has always been talkative, really didn't know how to speak and what to say.

On a winter afternoon, the extraordinarily warm sunlight dotted the quiet room. Some of the sunlight shone on the relatively speechless two people. On their faces, they couldn't see each other's appearance clearly. Fog, can't touch, can't see clearly.

A person has his own thoughts, and a person has his own attachments, and he is reluctant to let go, reluctant to forget, and they torture and pull each other like this.

Dong Xi'an didn't know how to walk back home, he didn't want to sit helplessly like that anymore, when he came out of Liu Juyu's house, Liu Juyu just sent him to the door symbolically, just like saying goodbye to an ordinary friend, purely All that remains is politeness.

If it wasn't for the red string that Liu Zhiyu was still carrying, Dong Xi'an would never have believed that the person in front of him was the gentle and considerate Liu Zhiyu who once lived under the same roof as him.

When going back, Dong Xi'an didn't call He Xiao. He buried his head under his hat, wrapped his clothes tightly, and walked step by step in the cold wind, hoping that the biting cold wind would wake him up from this nightmare.

How much does he hope that this indifferent Liu Yuyu just exists in a dream, and when he wakes up from the dream, that Liu Yuyu who is gentle in every way, Liu Yuyu who always blushes, Liu Yuyu who teases him with a smile, will hug him tightly Liu Yuyu, who kissed him and fell asleep...was waiting for him at home again.

Dong Xi'an returned home in a daze, turned on all the lights in the house, searched every corner of the room, and finally he curled up weakly on the bed that still had Liu Zhuyu's breath, and hugged himself tightly with his hands.

The huge room, the cold bed, the frozen body, the numb nerves... He thought that Liu Juyu had understood his intentions, he thought that Liu Juyu had acquiesced to the relationship between them, he thought Liu Juyu Already accepted his love...

However, why did it return to the original point in the end?Why gave him hope and finally shattered his hope?

He has too many doubts and puzzles, and he wants to ask him personally, but every time he faces such an indifferent expression, no matter how hot his heart is, it feels like falling into an ice cave, freezing all words, and he can't say a single word. Not exported.