Chapter 9

Why is there a feeling that Brother Yu is right in front of you?

Feng Yu came back to his senses suddenly, and hurriedly withdrew the hand that was rubbing her head, and took it back as if he had been electrocuted. His gaze became extremely sharp for a moment, as if the action just now was not his intention, but his body acted on its own.

It seems that since that night, there has always been a sense of involuntary disobedience in front of her.

Even if you pass by, it will feel familiar, why?

Feng Yu's gaze was too sharp, Shi Yu came back to his senses violently, and raised his head pitifully, "Brother? ”

"I'm not your brother!" Feng Yu came back to his senses and said coldly.

"Brother?" There was a mist in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

This Feng Yu looked at her inexplicable headache who began to shed tears again in front of her, twisted her eyebrows, and her tone was a little relieved: "Don't pretend to be pitiful!" ”

"Brother!"

The crisp voice was accompanied by inexplicable joy, as if the children in the world showed the most real smiles, and the unsuspecting smile hit Feng Yu's heart, and something quickly crossed in his mind, so fast that it was impossible to grasp.

The old man's godgranddaughter is also his sister.

"Hmm!" Feng Yu responded coldly, and inexplicably felt that he didn't like it, he didn't know what he didn't like, anyway, he couldn't say that something was wrong.

Shi Yu grabbed Feng Yu's sleeve and smiled happily, "Brother, I'm hungry." ”

Feng Yu waited for someone for the first time, and it was also the first time to cook porridge, but the strange thing was that this porridge looked ugly but was exceptionally delicious, and the unfamiliar and skillful feeding action carried an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Especially when watching the man in front of him feed himself one bite at a time, the familiar feeling is getting heavier and heavier.

Obviously it's not her brother Yu, why are his every move so similar?

"What are you crying about?"

Feng Yu looked at the tears dripping in the bowl, his face became very bad, pinched her chin and looked up, and found that her eyes were red.

Like a bullied rabbit.

"Don't cry!"

It seemed that he couldn't see the tears of this rabbit, and when he saw the tears, he had a headache, and Feng Yu couldn't help but reprimand.

Shi Yu raised his red eyes, clenched his fists, and pursed his lips: "Brother, can I ask you for something?" ”

Feng Yu put down the bowl in his hand, took a tissue and handed it to her, "Crying and begging me?" ”

"No, the porridge is too hot." Because you didn't blow the cold for me, I was crying.

The red and beautiful lips seemed to be really burned, Feng Yu subconsciously looked over, and frowned a little trickily: too fragile.

"Say it!" Blowing gently, the movements were done in one go, and the extremely skilled movements even stunned himself.

"I want to leave my old house and go to college in H City."

Feng Yu glanced at her and asked seemingly unintentionally; "Why go to H City? There are no top-notch universities there, and the old man wants you to study abroad. ”

"I don't want to leave my brother."

"H City is also far from here." Feng Yu squinted his eyes and reminded, and the sentence in his heart, 'I don't want to leave my brother', made waves.

Shi Yu pulled Feng Yu's sleeve and shook it, and said coquettishly: "I can come back for a few days to accompany my brother in half a month, I don't want to go abroad, can you help me?" ”

"Why does it have to be H City?"

There are many more universities in this city than in H City, whether it is an aristocracy or a public school, she can choose as much as she wants, but she wants to go to H City?

Shiyu wants to go back to H City, how can he take revenge if he doesn't go back?

Wencheng, Liu Xue, and her Qin family all live in H City, and she has to go back.