Seagulls no longer love the sea, they can fly farther (5)

His eyes were suddenly a little sour, and tears flowed uncontrollably, but in fact, Xia Jinghuai's heart had no waves.

Is this crying?

Chu Yu felt that she didn't say too much, she pointed to the boy's white and tender face, and said coldly: "Don't cry!" ”

Xia Jingzhou seemed to be frightened, his face was blank, but his tears were still falling, as if he had been bullied.

The young man with picturesque eyebrows and eyes couldn't help frowning slightly, but the words he said were full of helplessness: "Why are you crying?" Didn't I just say a word about you, as for making it so pitiful? ”

Xia Jinghuai bit his lower lip and hurriedly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, but the tears were wiped more and more.

"Don't cry." Chu Yu's tone became more and more impatient.

"Brother, I'm sorry......" Xia Jinghuai sobbed quietly.

The glass window shone a large piece of golden light, hitting a piece of gold on his shoulder, Xia Jinghuai was still wiping his tears, Chu Yu pressed the corner of his forehead, and his voice was like a cool mint, soaking out a hint of coolness: "I'll give you the game console to play." ”

Xia Jinghuai was surprised, as if the ghost was almost a god, and his tears suddenly stopped, "Really, really?" ”

The young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes turned his back to the light, and his snow-white and demonic face was in brilliant gold, like a flawless jade.

Some are impatient, some are cold.

"I won't let you play anymore."

Xia Jinghuai immediately closed his mouth, crawled to Chu Yu's side, picked up the game controller with great trepidation, and did not forget to observe the young man's expression with his small eyes, and only when he saw that the young man did not stop him, he dared to pick it up and play.

But the first time Xia Jinghuai played this kind of high-end game machine, he was in a hurry, he didn't understand many symbols, and he was killed once in a few minutes, which was a miserable situation.

Chu Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and occasionally gave guidance, but his tone was very bad.

"Hide!"

"Stupid, it's a sortie if you press it wrong."

"I told you to hide, what are you rushing up to give people heads?"

"Do you know how to play?"

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As soon as Xing Zhuo entered the door, he heard the young man's angry voice.

He stood in the doorway, half of his body in the sun, his tall and handsome eyebrows dyed with half-bright light and shadow.

On the sofa carpet, the boy almost fell into the boy's arms, obviously the boy was very disgusted with the boy a few days ago, and now they all get together to play games.

After looking at it quietly for a while, his cold and watery face could not show any emotion, and a very light dark color flashed in his eyes.

Xing Zhuo walked over, he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his face was cold, and when he faced Chu Yu, it was like a glacier melting, showing a gentle smile.

"Little master, I'm back."

Chu Yu ignored it, but continued to command Xia Jinghuai to play the game with a violent face.

Xia Jinghuai, who heard the movement, took a curious look, and was soon attracted by the game again.

The neglected Xing Zhuo's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and his deep gaze fell on the young man, and his thin lips were pursed.

Xing Zhuo didn't leave, standing like a dark shadow, and the sense of gap in his heart was very strong.

In the past, the little young master was only close to him alone, and he never ignored him.

Xing Zhuo is a few years older than Chu Yu.

Because he was pampered and grew up, Chu Yu had a bad personality, and when Xing Zhuo first arrived at the Chu family, he was also very rejected by Chu Yu, but perhaps because of loneliness, he quickly stuck to Xing Zhuo and was almost inseparable.

Xing Zhuo, like everyone else, is also very doting on Chu Yu, can't fight back, doesn't scold back, just like a clay figure who never seems to lose his temper, more like a puppet who has no popularity.

He silently tolerated all of Chu Yu's shortcomings and willfulness, no matter what mistakes he made, he would arrive as soon as possible, and then help Chu Yu solve them as soon as possible.

After getting along for a few years, Chu Yu really accommodated Xing Zhuo.

The relationship between the two is very good, at least Chu Yu thinks so.

But behind the scenes, it's actually a stinking swamp.

Xing Zhuo's grades are excellent, he skips grades in a row, he is mature and steady in front of his parents, and he is gentle and elegant in front of Chu Yu, but he is such a perfect person, and he will also have moments of indulgence.

The bar was dimly lit, Xing Zhuo did not wear a formal and rigorous school uniform, but changed into a lazy and luxurious shirt, the neckline was loose, and he had a cigarette between his slender fingers, and his movements were skillful, which was a ruffian that emanated from his bones.

He sits in the center and is the center of attention.

Someone next to him drank some wine, some of them were on top, and asked with a big tongue: "You are hiding here to drink, aren't you afraid that the little young master of the Chu family will come over?" ”

In fact, there is a sense of ridicule in this, after all, no one in this circle does not know that Xing Zhuo is a dog beside Chu Yu, who is on call, beats and scolds, and the dog is not obedient to him.

Xing Zhuo, who has always been perfect as a robot, wrinkled his eyebrows impatiently and sneered, "She's sick and lying at home." ”

"I really hope that she has been sick all the time, and I am disgusted to look at her face."

The words were full of impatience and disgust, and they were completely different in front of Chu Yu.

Chu Yu didn't know that Xing Zhuo hated her to such an extent.

Chu Yu was not sick, this was just an excuse for her to skip class, she ran out to play with her friends at the bar, and when she saw Xing Zhuo, she originally wanted to go over to say hello, but when she heard this, she heard that.

Without the imaginary fuss, Chu Yu turned around and left without saying a word, and since then, he has never had a good face for Xing Zhuo.

I don't even want to deal with Xingzhuo.

The game has been played for almost a day, Chu Yu's eyes are a little flowery, Xia Jinghuai is still full of energy, and the time to play the game this afternoon has made him less afraid of Chu Yu.

Seeing that Chu Yu got up and seemed to be leaving, he didn't have time to take care of the game in a hurry, so he took the young man's hand, raised a pink face, and said innocently: "Brother, I want you to play with me." ”

Xing Zhuo's calm expression changed slightly when he saw Xia Jinghuai holding Chu Yu's hand.

The little young master doesn't like others to touch casually, even he has been by the little master's side for a long time before he can touch it openly.

Chu Yu subconsciously shook off the boy's hand and looked down at him condescendingly, his eyebrows and eyes like ink paintings were stained with fine floating light, "Go and play by yourself." ”

Xia Jinghuai, who was rejected, bit his lip tightly, his fingers nervously clasped the delicate palm, the familiar tingling sensation came, and a layer of mist quickly floated on his eyes.

"Brother......

The soft tone with a subtle cry is particularly pitiful.

Chu Yu was not interested in his tears, got up and left without hesitation, and mocked coldly before leaving.

"Slug."

Xing Zhuo followed closely behind the young man, silently like a shadow.

Knowing whether he pretended to be pitiful, Xia Jinghuai quickly stopped his tears.