The man was wearing loose pajamas with a somewhat large collar, revealing half of his white collarbone and half of his shoulders with a beautiful curve, and he looked like he was sexy and bewitching without glasses.

"Oh."

Chi's eyes were slightly dark, and he walked past him and went to school with a shoulder bag.

Looking at Chi Shuang's back as he went downstairs, Lu Yechen couldn't help frowning, "It's not my illusion...... Why do you feel that Ozawa has become so unfamiliar with me since he woke up? And don't call me brother anymore. ”

It had been eight years since he heard that soft milk voice sweetly calling his brother.

Well, even if this milk voice has now become a clear and juvenile sound, he can accept it.

Then you shout!

What will happen if you shout brother?!

Yes... It's annoying......

He could already feel that the little one was gradually losing his dependence on himself, and even becoming more and more cold.

It's strangely cold.

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After only a week of studying in Tianhai No. 1 Middle School, the name Lu Dongze lived in the hearts of every Tianhai girl.

The perfect score genius of the entrance exam, the god of learning who surpasses the top students in the experimental class.

Superior appearance conditions, better than idol stars.

The temperament is so lazy that it's fascinating, and every move makes all the girls shout that I can!

These so-called flamboyant and high-profile are all deliberately done by Chi Shuang.

So when Lu Yechen came to his room under the pretext of an excuse, when the young man opened his schoolbag, love letters of various colors of pink and blue instantly fell all over the ground, and it was a mess.

Lu Yechen was surprised, "Why did you bring all the love letters home?" ”

"The drawers are full, the trash cans are full, these ......" the young man's crisp voice was extremely light, and he casually glanced at the love letters on the ground, "bring them back and throw them away." ”

Lu Yechen, who is very experienced, said: "Throw? Ozawa, though ...... Well, a little much, but be respectful. If you don't like it, return the love letter to them and throw it away, how rude. ”

Chi Shuang put down his shoulder bag, sat at the desk and wrote his homework, did not comment on Lu Yechen's words, and ignored him.

Lu Yechen was suddenly heartbroken.

But he could only force a smile, meaning something: "Alas...... If you don't call your brother, forget it, why don't you want to speak. ”

He bent down to pick up a love letter, his white, bony fingers gracefully opening the envelope.

The timbre is elegant and noble, and he reads out slowly: "To Lu Dongze, hello, I am Lin Yinyue from the second and third classes of high school, once I passed by the music classroom and saw you playing the violin, I think you played very well." I've been playing the piano since elementary school, and I wonder if I'll ever have the opportunity to play the confession night with you? ”

"Eh, this girl is good. Haven't you always liked ...... Boom...... Cheerful ......"

"Shut up!"

Lu Yechen spun around in front of him, and suddenly fell backwards. After a moment's moment, he met the young man's indifferent and deep gaze.

"Ozawa? Why did you suddenly get angry...... "Wait a minute, is this a position that should be between brothers?!"

Lu Yechen tried to push away Chi Shuang, who was pressing on him, but found that he ...... Can't push it away.

When did this kid get so heavy? Or is your strength too small?

The young man propped one hand on the man's ear, and the hair on his forehead naturally fell, vaguely covering the cold and scattered eyes, flickering bright and dark, making people panic.

"There's no way I'm going to play with anyone but you."

Lu Yechen was stunned and stammered a little, "Why, why?" "Art is not made for oneself alone.

His eyes darkened, and the young man stood up, retreated to the desk, and turned his head away from looking at Lu Yechen. looked indifferent: "You go out, don't disturb me studying." ”