Chapter 890: The Dark Emperor's Rules of Survival (9)
In just one day, Yang Shuya gave full play to her aura of the Virgin. changed from Anyang's tablemate to a considerate and good sister, and then became an old mother who picked her up from school.
"I didn't expect us to be so fateful and actually live in the same community," holding Anyang's chubby little hand, the warm temperature made Yang Shuya bend her eyes happily, "I always wanted to have a sister, but I didn't expect that there would be a day when my dream came true." ”
"Hey, my brother actually came to pick me up."
Anyang didn't expect that not long after leaving the school gate with Yang Shuya, he saw Cheng Yu waiting on the side of the road.
The rays of the setting sun cast on his face, outlining the handsome side face with a fantasy magnificence.
Yang Shuya had never seen such a good-looking person, but as soon as the heat in her hands was relaxed, An Yang ran over happily with her calves.
"Brother!"
She threw herself on Cheng Yu's lap, "I thought you wouldn't come to pick me up." ”
Cheng Yu noticed Yang Shuya's gaze, and his eyes bent politely. The already good-looking eyes seemed to light up the stars in the sky in an instant, making Yang Shuya's heart beat uncontrollably.
wanted to come forward to say hello, but the reserve of being a girl still made her stop. In the end, I could only watch a big and a small figure, getting farther and farther away.
"New friends?"
"Well, my tablemate is a very good sister," An Yang nodded happily, "Her name is Yang Shuya." I heard that he was a top student in junior high school, and his scores in all subjects were 100 points. ”
"It seems that Cheng An likes her very much."
An Yang nodded without a trace, and was about to answer this question, but Cheng Yu's footsteps stopped.
He crouched down, his beautiful eyes like the deep sea, silent in the reflection of the starry sky.
"Cheng An, you have to remember that there is no one in this world who is worthy of your trust. Not even me. ”
"But my brother is different," An Yang's eyes immediately turned red, and tears fell down his eyes, "Brother, don't you want me anymore...... Is it because of school, my brother doesn't like me anymore......"
She sobbed and cried harder.
Cheng Yu saw her reaction, and it took a long time before he sneered: "Yes, no matter how smart Cheng An is, it is impossible for him to understand......"
His hand rubbed An Yang's hair, and the deep sea in his eyes rolled up waves at this moment.
"People are sophisticated, and they can only be acquired ......"
That night, Cheng Yu fell asleep with the warm Anyang in his arms.
"Cheng Yu!"
In the noisy space, he heard a voice call his name again.
It was a voice that had never been heard before in his memory, but it made his heart beat lightly.
In the midst of the staggering, he was so drunk that he was almost unconscious, and tried his best to open his eyes, but his eyelids sank as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
In a trance, he struggled to discern a strange sound, as if it was the high heels of the owner. The sharp heel stepped on the cold hard tile with anger, making a harsh grinding sound.
"Cheng Yu!"
This time he heard the man's voice clearly, and the angry questioning was the attitude he hated the most. But for some reason, the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised.
He heard his voice loose and lazy, "Cheng An, you're here......"
[System: ......] broke out in a cold sweat.
[Anyang: ......] I am not sleepy in an instant.