When he walked out of the residential building, the rain had stopped, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the sun was shining, and the sky was filled with colorful and brilliant clouds.

Xu Yu looked at the ethereal sky, and had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, only to feel that his eyes were sour and stinging.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, a hint of tiredness on his face.

It's time to go home, too.

Afraid that his parents would be suspicious, Xu Yu quickened his pace and walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

When the car started, his mobile phone rang with a text message.

Xu Yu clicked on it, it was sent by Lin Yan.

[Big handsome guy, what's the matter, have you done it? ] Yu Xia should go home now, you pay attention, don't touch her, or I'll be finished! 】

His heart trembled, as if sensing something, Xu Yu threw his phone aside and opened the car window.

The gentle wind mixed with a faint sweetness brushed the tip of his nose and skimmed his eyelashes, and he sniffled, his dark and obscure eyes brightened.

He remembered the taste, fragrant and refreshing, mixed with a slight sourness, like citrus, which was a taste that only belonged to Yu Xia.

The car drove quickly, and a gust of wind was raised, and the girl's long hair was blown up by the wind, and the flying hair stroked Xu Yu's cheeks as if nothing, and the itch went straight to the bottom of her heart.

The next moment, the girl's beautiful and flamboyant face flashed, and then disappeared.

As soon as the car drove away, Xu Yu poked his head out and watched Yu Xia's beautiful figure in a white dress get smaller and smaller, until it turned into a black dot and disappeared at the intersection.

*

When Xu Yu arrived home, it was already eight o'clock.

He stood in the courtyard, the warm yellow light reflected through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the bluestone road under his feet, Xu Yu looked over and saw that his parents were still sitting in the living room, with a table of dishes on the porcelain-white dining table.

Is it another new storm......

After collecting his emotions and quickly thinking of words, he changed his shoes at the entrance and entered the living room.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back, I'll go up first." Xu Yu greeted as usual and prepared to go upstairs.

"You stop." Xu Guoyang had a calm face, quite dissatisfied with his late return today.

Su Wanfeng, who was on the side, smashed Xu Guoyang with her arm, glanced at him complainingly, got up and pulled Xu Yu to the side with a smile, and said softly: "Mom and Dad have something to tell you today." ”

Xu Yu knew that in his home, "telling" means "informing", informing them of the decisions they made, and Xu Yu has always only had the obligation to implement them, and has no right to object.

"What's the matter?" He asked symbolically, not concerned.

"Your father has completed the procedures for studying abroad, and the plane ticket has been booked, and it will be next Sunday." Su Wanfeng tried her best to comfort him softly.

But, despite this, Xu Yu's emotions still exploded, far more intense than she imagined.

He jerked to his feet and walked back and forth in the living room, gasping for air and his chest heaving.

"Mom, Dad, you don't have the right to decide my life! I'm not going! ”

Xu Yu roared hoarsely, his fists clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded.

This is the first time Xu Yu has rejected them and contradicted them.

Even the last time they forced him to give up art and choose science, Xu Yu did not protest fiercely in words, but locked his studio like a walking corpse and buried it in dust.

But this time is different, Xu Yu has a hunch that as long as he compromises and nods, it seems that he will lose something important, and his heart will also fail.

He has no control.