Han Yue didn't wait for the woman to finish speaking, so he said extremely coldly: "No need, I'll go by myself"

After speaking, he didn't look at the woman, and walked away.

"Ah Yue ......"

Xi Yingxue looked at the boy's thin and cold back, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

It's been a year......

This kid's attitude towards him really hasn't changed at all.

Xi Yingxue's slender and white hand rubbed the steering wheel, and she lost her mind for a while.

It wasn't until the two boys who often stayed with Han Yue and Han Yue said goodbye to her politely that she came back to her senses.

She reverted to her impeccable form, waving gracefully and gently at them.

Immediately, without further delay, he glanced at the departing boy, restarted the sports car, and left.

Su Mu and Zhong Ye both breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the sports car disappear from their field of vision.

Xi Yingxue is Han Yue's mother, and when they saw her for the first time, they were both surprised, because she looked too young, and she didn't look like a person like Brother Youyue's eldest son at all.

So the two of them once made up all kinds of wealthy plots, suspecting that this person was their brother Yue's stepmother.

But it turns out that they are overthinking.

Xi Yingxue is indeed Han Yue's biological mother, but the relationship with their brother Yue doesn't seem to be very good.

As far as the few times they had seen her, they had never seen Han Yue have any good looks for her.

The two tacitly agreed no longer to make trouble, and it wasn't until they were on a different path from Han Yue that Su Mu spoke

"Brother Yue, do you want to call a car for you?"

Han Yue lowered his head, his black hair covered half of his eyebrows, and his temperament was cold and a little gloomy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was still the same as usual, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "No, you go first, don't worry about me"

Su Mu and Zhong Ye both knew his temper, so when they heard this, the two of them didn't bother anymore, said a few words, and turned to leave.

As soon as they left, Han Yue leaned on the railing on the side of the road, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

As soon as the lighter turned in his hand, he turned his head, and with a "click", the bright flames lit up instantly, illuminating his cold white skin with a brief warmth.

In just two seconds, the smell of nicotine fills the air.

His eyelids drooped slightly, his expression was very distracted, and when the white smoke came out of his thin lips, there was an indescribable decadence and coldness.

The sky is clear and it hasn't gotten dark yet, but there doesn't seem to be any light around the boy.

He seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness little by little, and it seemed that he was self-indulgent, willing to sink into the mire.

He leaned here at random, and it turned out to be a dangerous and charming scenery of its own.

There was a little girl next to him who glanced at him a lot, and the little sisters around him pushed and laughed at each other.

"Go, don't be afraid"

"No......"

"Oh, don't grind, let's go."

The girl in the little pink dress blushed, and with the encouragement of her good friend, she finally mustered up the courage to walk up to the boy, and asked intermittently: "You, hello, can you ...... Do I want to make friends with you?"

A soft and shy voice, with a protective trill.

The girl looked at Han Yue, her eyes were clearly timid, but she didn't want to take her eyes off as if she was fascinated.

Han Yue narrowed his eyes in the smoke, glanced at her, and spat out only one word.

"Roll"

A voice without any emotion, overly good, but also surprisingly ruthless.