13 Chapter 13

Yu Yan has a full noble appearance, indeed, there are few juniors in the Yu family's generation who can do it, and the two brothers Yu Yi and Yu Yan are enough to see, even if it is not justified, but who dares to say anything.

So Yu Yan is hiding quietly here, and no one dares to disturb him.

"Mr. Lu, I haven't thanked you yet."

After Yu Yan finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and raised his glass to him.

He chuckled and said, "Mr. Yu has already thanked me, and I was deeply impressed by the last time I was invited to be a guest." ”

Si Svenwen's tone was not at all discernible in his dissatisfaction with being detained in the villa last time.

Yu Yan glanced at him, and said with an unchanged face: "I thanked him last time, but I haven't done it this time." ”

Looking at Yu Yan's eyes, he suddenly understood, couldn't help laughing, and raised the wine in the glass to him.

"Mr. Yu is polite."

It seems that the other party really doesn't like Yu Yanming.

After saying that, Yu Yan got up and left, as if he was just sitting here and waiting for the rabbit to say this to him.

It's still the same cold and noble as ever.

His smile deepened, and he followed the direction of the other party walking over and saw Yu Yi coming out.

The two brothers are in the same black suits, one is cold and the other is bright, smiling or not, and the same two pairs of Danfeng eyes are always cold and arrogant when they glance at people.

Enough to stagger, magnificent, Yu Ran's young but handsome face with a restrained coldness, when talking to people, he rarely looks at people with straight eyes, and only those who can line his identity can get a faint glance from him.

After a glance, he didn't speak, he didn't move, and only when he was interested in listening did he raise his eyebrows slightly, or bow his head to signal, and the posture of the whole person was extremely noble.

almost made people forget that Yu Yan is the heir of the Yu family, but it is Yu Yi who really holds the real power.

This is a man who can take charge of himself and has matured, with a sense of distance that is distant and high.

Lu Yiman couldn't help but take a sip of the wine in the cup.

This kind of Yu Yi is easy and indifferent and noble, not at all like the anxiety and depression in front of Yu Tianming.

He looked at the other with a fixed gaze, undisguised as purposeful as he looked.

Whether it is Yu Weiming's description in the book or his contact in the past few days, the other party is a fairly ordinary person among all living beings.

Ordinary excellence, ordinary effort, ordinary kindness, and ordinary weakness.

But in his opinion, Yu Yi, who had already stood on the top of the thorns, did not need such an ordinary healing at all.

Sometimes salvation doesn't work out, and capture is the last resort.

Sensing his undisguised gaze, Yu Yi frowned and looked at him, and the aggression in his eyes immediately turned into a soft smile.

And the person who was still as cold and arrogant as he was frozen immediately brought on the surface of the emotion, his eyebrows were coldly raised, his lips were tightly pursed, and from a distance, he seemed to hear the other party's "hum".

This seems to be the Yu Yi he knows again.

It's kind of cute.

He smiled and drank the wine from his glass in one gulp.

With a "dang", the empty wine glass was placed on the table, and he stood up, the chain hanging from his earlobe shook his eyes, and a dazzling light slipped down on the rose on his chest.

He was taller than Yu Yi, not much, but it was enough for him to look at him levelly.

After seeing him stand up, Yu Yi clenched his wine glass and couldn't help but take a step back.

But he soon realized that his action was more like a sign of weakness, he immediately jumped his eyebrows, forcibly stopped his retreat movement, stood up straight, and stared at the person walking towards him like a torch.

Tall, thin men are good-looking, smile well, and attract a lot of eyes when they move around.

Maybe even Yu Yi himself didn't realize that he was now staring at Lu Yiman and his tense appearance like a fried cat.

It's just that Lu Yiman knows that he is not a cat, if he has to describe it, he is more like a tall and lonely wolf, and the close relatives of the wolf......

He clenched his fists and coughed lightly, blocking the corners of his mouth from smiling impolitely.

Yu Yi stared at him tightly, and even his back stood up, completely ready to go.

But the man who walked towards him went straight past him, and the target was a woman in a red dress behind him.

“……”

I don't know if I'm mistaken, but when I passed by, the other party was laughing.

Well, the other party always laughs.

But he was absolutely sure that the other party glanced at him with his spare eyes while laughing!

The heat suddenly rushed straight to his brain, and Yu Yi's not particularly white skin showed a little conspicuous redness.

He stretched out his hand almost faster than his brain, but the other party's legs were long and his steps were big, and he couldn't grab the other's wrist violently, but the bird pulled the other's sleeve like a human.

There was an instant silence all around.

Whether it was the man who was talking to Yu Yi, or Peng Haohao, who was waiting for Lu Yiman to walk towards her.

Feeling the gaze behind him that was about to burn his clothes, Lu Yiman turned his head, lowered his head again, and looked at Yu Yi's bruised hand.

"Mr. Yu, is there anything wrong?" He asked politely, but it was not the case in action, not only did he not save Yu Yan's face, but raised his hand and looked at Yu Yan's two fingers hanging on his sleeve with a slight raised eyebrows.

The green tendons on the corner of Yu Yi's forehead jumped suddenly, and in the silent silence, he immediately let go of his hand, with a not-so-good-looking irritability and chagrin on his face.

Coughing twice behind him, Lu Yiman turned around, Peng Hao smiled, and continued to walk in with his skirt. Qun also waved his hand at him, looking like he was not disturbed for the time being.

The man who wanted to talk to Yu Yi couldn't stay anymore, silently lowered his sense of existence, and didn't know when he went out.

Lu Yiman patiently asked again, "Mr. Yu, is there anything wrong?" ”

Yu Yi looked at his gentle expression, and the anger in his heart couldn't be released, and he was angry with himself for a while.

"It's fine."

He didn't overdo it, he just wanted to get the other out of his sight now.

"Yes, I thought Mr. Yu was angry."

Hearing this sigh, Yu Yi looked at him fiercely, his eyes burning.

Yes, he was angry!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yu."

Lu Yiman apologized quickly, and Yu Yi couldn't help but raise his chin again, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something that could break back Yicheng.

It's just that his talent in language is really lacking, and after holding it for a long time, he only held back a "hmm." ”

Lu Yiman wanted to laugh again, but seeing that his ears were red, he really didn't want to embarrass him anymore, so he said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu." ”

After saying that, he lowered his head and untied the brooch on his clothes, and with a click, the chain fell off, becoming a tassel of earrings that fell straight down, and the rose brooch was just a rose brooch.

When he bent over, Yu Yi froze, but he stopped in place because of the words in his mouth and the gentle movements, not knowing what to do.

"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry for hurting your hand, I'll compensate you for this brooch, please don't be angry."

The bright red rose is a unique bright color in the melancholy black suit.

Yu Yi was a little stunned, but soon his hand was raised again.

The silk scarf tied in a bow had been removed by him, and it was unknown whether it had been put away or thrown into the trash.

No one knows why Lu Yiman brought so many magical things in his pocket to attend a high-end drinking party, and there was a band-aid in his pocket.

"I was just joking with Mr. Yu before, I hope Mr. Yu doesn't mind, if there is anything uncomfortable, please Mr. Yu must tell me."

The temperature of the other party has always been slightly higher than his, but Lu Yiman still feels that the other party's body is a little too hot, thinking that he should be sick and not well.

After all, it rained so heavily that day, and the people who were beaten by iron did not have such strong resistance.

The treatment of the small wound is as gentle and delicate as himself, and the smooth surface obediently wraps Yu Yi's fingers.

Looking down, he saw Yu Yi's cuffs, and the cursory glance in the toilet before also gave a clear answer, which was a lily the size of a thumb, embroidered on the inside of the cuff.

Noticing his eyes, Yu Yi instantly came back to his senses and quickly broke free of his hand.

In the end, his brain was hot, and he wanted to leave this place, but after walking out, his lips pursed hard, and he retreated unwillingly, staring straight at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Lu Yiman."

"Huh." He responded gently.

Yu Yi's throat moved, and the words in his throat changed his tone.

"You wait for me!"

A cruel sentence lacks a cold tone, and there is an inexplicable taste of annoyance.

He smiled silently, and Yu Yi, who had stepped out, retreated, curled up with his hand wrapped in a band-aid, made a straight face, and said firmly, "Thank you." ”

This is much more neutral than that cruel remark.

Looking at Yu Yi's back stiffening and leaving, even the combed hair seemed to be stalked on his scalp one by one, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face anymore.

"Mr. Lu saw something very interesting."

A faint voice sounded in his back.

I don't know when I'm coming...... No...... Yu Yan, who had never left, looked intently at the direction Yu Qi left.

He didn't need him to answer, and said to himself: "When he is happy, he embroiders begonia flowers, and when he is sad, he embroiders lilies." ”

"Do you know why?" When he said this, Yu Yan looked at him.

He was about to open his mouth and cooperatively ask him why, but Yu Yan had already spoken before him.

"Because lilies are my mother's favorite flowers, they often kept on the windowsill for a while, but they die quickly, and begonia flowers are the most colorful flowers that bloom on the side of the road at the funerals of my parents."

After saying this, Yu Yan smiled, and Lu Yiman was silent.

He remembered the other party's hand hidden in the quilt in the hospital that day, at that time, Yu Yi embroidered lilies.

Yu Yan left after saying this, and Lu Yiman didn't quite understand why the other party came to him to say this.

But he didn't really want to think about the reason for this.

Maybe drunk.

He was a little too lazy to move, and his mind didn't want to turn, and he was half-leaning on the edge of the table, touching his ears expressionlessly, and hiding a cigarette in his loose hair.