Why do you think I don't love you anymore

Chapter 81

Wen Qianhe has been a little absent-minded in class recently, always staring at the front desk in a daze.

The front desk is a new transfer student, whose name he likes very much, Zhou/Tingyun.There is a reason for being attracted to him, because I have never seen such beautiful eyes, bright like stars, and also shimmering like glass balls.

When Zhou/Tingyun returned to his seat, he looked at him for a second, and the soul disappeared.

As a result, I couldn't listen to the class for several days.

This situation is quite bad, he still wants to rush to the first place in the grade in the midterm exam, but he has not started to memorize the dictation of English words in the next class.

Wen Qianhe tapped his brain, indicating that he could not continue to be so crazy.

Everything is about learning!

During the few days when Zhou/Tingyun transferred, he quickly got along with his classmates, but he just didn't talk to Wen Qianhe.

Everyone said that this person can only learn, his mind is not normal, try to keep contact with him as little as possible.

He also thinks that this Wen Qianhe is the representative of the Chinese class, and every time he sends and receives homework with a straight face, he is dull and rarely smiles.The occasional laugh may also be due to a certain math problem.

No wonder.

At noon that day, Wen Qianhe was writing today's Chinese homework on the blackboard with chalk. The classroom door was suddenly knocked open, and a basketball flew towards him, hitting him on the head.

The classroom was suddenly as quiet as a cemetery.

Wen Qianhe is a disciplinary committee member!

Playing ball is not allowed in the classroom, and he blatantly violated discipline and bumped into the class committee.

This man is dead!

Zhou/Tingyun hurried in, "Where's my ball?" Then saw Wen Qianhe lying on the ground covering her head.

Some classmates' eyes hinted that he should apologize quickly, and don't let this go to the head teacher.

The head teacher is a typical tigress, especially with good academic performance.

"Are you okay?" Zhou/Tingyun squatted down on one knee, stretched out his hand and opened the other's arm to check the situation, "I'm sorry, just now, I was too excited,"

The moment Wen Qianhe touched his skin, his body froze, and he immediately pushed him away and ran away.

This person's mind is really not normal, Zhou/Tingyun thought.

Wen Qianhe returned to his seat and rubbed the bumped forehead repeatedly. It really hurt, and he almost knocked his head away.

But I didn't expect Zhou/Tingyun to do it, so bear with it.

This is the first person he wants to meet when he comes to this school, and wants to be friends with him.

But his inherent inferiority complex and timidity prevented him from taking this brave step, and it was even difficult for him to speak to the other party.

It sucks.

After school in the afternoon, as the class committee member on duty, he was the last one to leave. When the students had almost left, Zhou/Tingyun came to his place and threw a box of ointment on his desk, "I see that your forehead is swollen, so I called you Someone will bring the medicine, please apply it quickly."

Wen Qianhe was doing her homework, her posture remained unchanged, she still lowered her head, her eyes didn't wander around, "I'm fine, no need, take it back."

He didn't hear a response for a long time. He thought Zhou/Tingyun had left, so he wanted to raise his head to make sure. In an instant, he met those dazzling eyes again.

The heart skipped a beat continuously.

Zhou/Tingyun smiled, "You don't look weird, why are you acting so unreasonable?"

"I, you, why don't you go?"

"I made a mistake, and I must be responsible. You have to apply this medicine yourself, or I will apply it for you. You have to choose one of the two. Your fragile body cannot hold me back." The tone was domineering and gentle.

"..."

Wen Qianhe's face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly. He was too nervous to speak for a while.

Zhou/Tingyun was an impatient person, so he directly picked up the ointment on the table, opened it, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on Wen Qianhe's face bit by bit.

The medicine is ice cold, but Zhou/Tingyun's hands are warm, and the rubbing is delicate and gentle.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou/Tingyun asked while wiping, but saw that the other party was motionless and tense.

It's really stupid to read and read!I just stay in my seat and read all day long, and I don't go to the playground to walk around.

"No pain,"

"If you are bullied in the future, you still have to get it back. Don't swallow your anger. Fortunately, I met a responsible and responsible person this time. It won't be so good if I change to someone else."

"Well, you are very nice."

It's not that Zhou/Tingyun has never heard others praise him, but what Wen Qianhe said was different, and he was very happy, "You are also good, you have good grades, and you are a good person. What about you today? It was not recorded in the class log, and it is rare to see such a sensible class leader."

Wen Qianhe's nervousness from the beginning gradually eased, and he was able to communicate normally, "Is basketball really fun?" Every day he saw Zhou/Tingyun rushing out of the classroom with a basketball in his arms after class. Back sweating profusely, those eyes seemed to be soaked in mist, clear and lively.

"Of course, do you want to play?"

"But, I won't, I've never played."

"Basketball is easy. You're so smart, you'll definitely learn it in no time." Zhou/Tingyun tightened the lid of the medicine, and glanced back, "Did you just laugh?"

"I've been here for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you smile. I almost thought you were born with a lack of expression."

"Brother Yun, what are you still doing here? It's up to you." A figure suddenly stood at the door and said out of breath.

Wen Qianhe lowered her head habitually, took a pen with a guilty conscience and continued to write exercises.

This person is the one who plays best with Zhou/Tingyun, and his name is Gu Sen.he does not like.

"Immediately," he turned his head, "Then, I'll go first if it's okay. The medicine is here, and I wipe it twice a day." After finishing speaking, he went to his seat, picked up his basketball and ran outside.

Wen Qianhe stopped writing and lay down on the table, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The next day, the class teacher announced that the positions will be rearranged according to the results in the midterm, and the top ten can freely choose their positions and tablemates in advance.

In the past, this news was not very attractive to him, but it is different now.

He wanted to sit at the same table with Zhou/Tingyun, and wanted to get closer to him.

As long as you take the No.1 exam, you can tell the teacher that you want to sit at the same table with Zhou/Tingyun.

Anyway, he has always been No.1 in the class, and he is bound to win.

Then Zhou/Tingyun really came to teach him how to play basketball, and every day after lunch at noon, he would ask him to go to the playground.

And there are only two people!

But he is really stupid, not really stupid, it's because when he met Zhou/Tingyun, his IQ dropped and he couldn't think, so every time Zhou/Tingyun taught him the skills several times, he couldn't remember them .

This is annoying.

"Concentrate, don't you like playing basketball?"

"No, I like it very much." Wen Qianhe immediately vetoed it.

"Then you're not paying attention at all. I just saw your eyes flicking over there. What are you looking at?" Zhou/Tingyun followed his gaze and tilted his head slightly, looking over, empty and empty , Occasionally passing by one or two high school students who are taking a walk after dinner, the second and third year students are not free, this school is strictly controlled.

"If you don't want to learn, just say so, it's a waste of time." Zhou/Tingyun stood up holding the ball.

"No, I, I really want to learn." Wen Qianhe stretched out his hand and carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Don't be angry, I'll listen carefully this time, and don't read indiscriminately."

Zhou/Tingyun squinted his eyes, "Then tell me what I just said,"

"How to Shoot a Basketball in Three Steps,"

"Then you will?"

Wen Qianhe nodded hesitantly, and decided to use actions to prove that he was not lying, "I vote for you."

Zhou/Tingyun's eyes lit up, he stuffed the ball into his arms, and gave up generously, "If you make the shot, I will promise you one request."

"Really?" He happened to have one.

"Well, but are you sure you can make the shot?"

"Is this request anything?" Wen Qianhe stared at him with burning eyes.

Zhou/Tingyun was embarrassed by the scorching gaze, "Don't, it's too much,"

"Not too much."

Wen Qianhe's happiness was beyond words, and he slapped the basketball with great interest, but it was a pity that he didn't make a shot. The three-pointer depends on luck, and the seven-pointer depends on skill. He only has enthusiasm.

"Don't be sad," Zhou/Tingyun ran to pick up the ball, and found Wen Qianhe's face was frustrated, "How can a novice learn it all at once? You were great just now, and you even touched the basketball hoop. A little bit, next time for sure, "

Wen Qianhe felt so uncomfortable that her eyes turned red, "But next time it's okay, will you agree to my request?"

"..." Zhou/Tingyun couldn't stand a boy who looked like a girl, with red eyes at every turn, and no courage at all.

But Wen Qianhe's appearance of crying or not is so damn good, I just want to give him the best, make him happy, and protect him.

He feels sick.Very ill.

"What is your request, tell me and listen to it, if I can do it, I will definitely agree to do it."

"Is it the truth?" Wen Qianhe confirmed in disbelief.

"Ah."

Wen Qianhe took a deep breath in front of the two without any hindrance, his face was slightly red and hot, there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and there was still a trace of nervousness. In that situation, Zhou/Tingyun thought he was going to confess his love, even with I also followed suit.

"I think, can I sit at the same table with you after the mid-term?"

Zhou/Tingyun looked again at the person in front of him who was usually quiet and had a bad relationship with his classmates, but he actually showed such sincere and burning eyes to himself.

There was a moment of trance and reverie.

"No, can you?" His eyes turned disillusioned.

"Yes, yes," Zhou/Tingyun replied without even noticing that his voice was trembling a little.

Wen Qianhe was so happy that he threw ten balls in a row.

The people in the class also noticed that Wen Qianhe seemed to have changed. He was much more cheerful than before. He was willing to take the initiative to talk to his classmates. .

The mid-term exam is coming as scheduled.

Wen Qianhe tried his best to answer every test paper very well, and handed in his answer paper with full expectation.

As soon as the six exams were finished, I wanted to go to Zhou/Tingyun to check the answers and see if the first place was stable.

Although Zhou/Tingyun has just transferred here and this is his first major exam, usually his grades are not too bad, and he can figure out the problems that others don't know in math class with a glance.

Teachers of various subjects often praised him for his talent.

Wen Qianhe returned to the classroom excitedly with the last English test paper, but happened to meet Zhou/Tingyun sitting on the table, leaning over Gu Sen who was on the chair. The posture was very intimate, and the two had a good conversation , talking and laughing.

With a frozen smile, he lowered his head, bit his lip, passed by the two of them, and returned to his seat.

Zhou/Tingyun glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and continued talking and laughing happily.

"Will the flag guard team of the third year also participate?"

Gu Sen rubbed his head, "Yes, I won't be able to go up at that time, I can play with you with my body, but I really can't do it here, it will hold you back."

"It's okay, we have been playing together for so long, and the tacit understanding is unmatched by others."

Wen Qianhe didn't want to hear the conversation between the two, but the classroom was so small and the seats were so close together, it was clear to the ears.He brushed up the questions absently, and read a question several times without understanding the meaning of the question.

It's Gu Sen again, haunted!

He doesn't like this person more and more!

"Xueba, can I have a look at your test paper?" Ban Hua held the six test papers and moved to his desk, "I feel that I didn't do well in the test this time. Do you want to see it?"

Wen Qianhe's face softened a little, "Yes," he dug out his other test papers from the drawer, "here, or else, we'll check the answers together here."

Ban Hua was overwhelmed by the flattery. It was an honor for Xueba to borrow his test papers, and she couldn't be too happy to be able to answer the answers together, "Okay, okay."

The voice of the answer here became louder, and the voice of discussing basketball over there gradually became weaker, and finally disappeared.

"Wow, I chose the right one again, Xueba, I'm so happy!" Banhua's voice was a little squeaky, "Xueba is so good, I've done this problem, I didn't even solve the equation of the conic section, Is this a 2?"

"Well, doesn't this tell the eccentricity, and,"

When Wen Qianhe talked about Xingchu, he picked up a pen to write and draw on the draft paper. Ban Hua leaned closer and listened carefully, with a look of adoration and nympho.

The two heads were so close together that there seemed to be no gap.

"You are not allowed to correct the answers after the exam! It will affect your mood!"

A familiar voice, but a different tone.Wen Qianhe followed the prestige, and Zhou/Tingyun's face was full of unhappiness, anger, and disgust.

Ban Hua silently took the test paper and returned to her seat. Wen Qianhe was stunned. It wasn't until Zhou/Tingyun and Gu Sen left the classroom with the ball in their arms that he felt as if a needle had been inserted into his heart. It hurts.

For several days, he didn't recover, and was deeply hurt by Zhou/Tingyun's words and expression at that time.

Every time he had to face Zhou/Tingyun when collecting homework, he pretended not to care, pretended nothing happened, forced a smile on his face, and didn't say a word.

Occasionally Zhou/Tingyun would take the initiative to say a word or two, but he would just shake his head or nod his head, unable to utter a word.

It wasn't until the third day when the head teacher announced the results that the mood improved.

Because Zhou/Tingyun promised to sit at the same table with him.

"Class No.1 in this mid-term exam, Zhou/Tingyun, scored 710," the class teacher cast a approving look, "Mathematics, physics, chemistry, full marks, really good, as a transfer student, not only quickly adapted to the learning environment, It’s really good to get such a high score in the test, shouldn’t everyone give some applause?”

The whole class burst into thunderous applause.

"It's amazing!"

"I really didn't see it. I didn't usually see how hard he worked. He hugged a ball every day like he was holding a son. I thought he was just an athlete with well-developed limbs. Who knew that his mind was not simple, 710 points!""

"Awesome! Awesome, I'm convinced anyway!"

"Yunlan Senior High School is going to change its look. A great god has come, and Wen Qianhe and Wen Qianhe are two swords."

Although No.1 is not him, Wen Qianhe is sincerely happy for Zhou/Tingyun, he has never had such a high score in the exam.

"Zhou/Tingyun is not only No.1 in the class, but also No.[-] in the whole school!"

There was another burst of warm applause. This was the first time in the class that he won the first place in the grade. Before that, Wen Qianhe stayed in the second place in the grade with the second child of a thousand years, and did not move.

This week/Tingyun is really a ruthless person.

"No.2, Wen Qianhe, with a score of 689, this time his performance should be at a normal level, the second in his grade."

"No.3, Gu Sen, with a score of 669. He didn't do well in math, but he only scored 129! You need to reflect more on yourself..."

I am the second and Zhou/Tingyun is the first, so will they still be at the same table? Will Zhou/Tingyun choose him?

He agreed, and would definitely choose himself as his deskmate.

Wen Qianhe couldn't hear what the class teacher was saying at all, and kept tangling about her deskmate.

"The announcement is over. I will fulfill my promise. The top ten students are free to choose their seats and tablemates. The next class will be mine. I will leave some time for this class for the top ten students to think about it. Sun Shu, Liu Liu, Xu Jing, you three Come out!"

The teacher in charge called Pour San out to talk.

As soon as the head teacher went out, the classroom exploded immediately.

Other students offered olive branches to the top ten companions who played well.

There is no one on Wen Qianhe's side, no one dares.

On the other hand, Zhou/Tingyun had quite a few people, including Gu Sen.

Wen Qianhe wanted to ask Zhou/Tingyun what he meant, but he didn't dare to be blatant. He felt that the other party would not forget his promise to him.

Who would forget such an important thing.

The next class is coming soon, and everyone carries their books and waits in line in the classroom corridor.

Wen Qianhe was behind Zhou/Tingyun, and she was a head shorter than him, so no matter how harsh the afternoon sun was, it didn't shine a little on him, and was completely blocked by the person in front of him.

He never asked, and Zhou/Tingyun didn't mention it either.

The heart is jumping with joy and joy.

Willing to hide in this person's shadow and look forward to it alone.

"First one, Zhou/Tingyun, who is your deskmate?" The class teacher stood at the door with a flattering expression on his face.

Wen Qianhe held his heart, his palms were sweating from tension, and he imagined that his name would come out of this mouth.

"It's me, me, brother Yun!"

Gu Sen, who was behind him, was holding the book, and happily walked to Zhou/Tingyun's side two steps at a time.

The teacher in charge seemed very satisfied, "Come in quickly and choose a seat."

Zhou/Tingyun hesitated for a second, then went in with Gu Sen and chose the first table in the center of the podium.

"Wen Qianhe, what about you," the teacher in charge didn't even respond after calling several times, "Wen Qianhe, Wen Qianhe!!?"

"Teacher, I'm sitting alone, I don't have a deskmate."

The head teacher seemed to be used to it, and let him in without saying anything.

Wen Qianhe moved the book, lowered her head, and when she passed by Zhou/Tingyun's table, tears fell down with a bang, grievance, sadness, disappointment, the emotions of the past few days surged up all at once, and she couldn't control it.

He chose a seat by the window at the last table of the last group, far, far away from Zhou/Tingyun, as if separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, even his figure felt blurred.

Can't see anymore...

……

Wen Qianhe suddenly opened his eyes, unable to move, like a dying hairtail.

"Baby, what's the matter, do you still feel uncomfortable?" Zhou/Tingyun hugged him and asked softly.

In the past few days, Wen Qianhe has been sick with influenza, and often has fever in the middle of the night, dizziness, and can't sleep well.

Zhou/Tingyun's company also didn't go, and they played videos for particularly important work.

Staying by Wen Qianhe's side all day and all night, taking care of her in every possible way, and never leaving her.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the face of the person in front of him with tear stains, still shedding, and was so frightened that he lost half of his soul, "What's wrong? Qianhe, why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital,"

Zhou/Tingyun wanted to get up, but was pressed firmly by Wen Qianhe.

"What's the matter, don't keep talking," Zhou/Tingyun shrank back into the bed and wiped his tears, his face was still a little hot, but it was much better than the previous two days, "It's hard to be sick, don't bite your fingers , there are bacteria," he held Wen Qianhe's thumb, and gently pulled it out of the other's lips,

Wen Qianhe felt that he had lost his sense of security. He liked to lick his fingers when he was sick, and he had been like this since he was a child.

He closed his eyes half asleep, and sucked Zhou/Tingyun's fingers.

"Qianhe," Zhou/Tingyun hugged him helplessly into his arms and let him go, "Just now, why were you crying?"

Only then did Wen Qianhe realize a little bit, tears welling up even more fiercely, "Why are you sitting at the same table with others!"

"..."

"Why didn't you choose me, obviously you promised me, you promised me first," he said while crying, heartbreaking.

The confused Zhou/Tingyun was so distressed, he tentatively said, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"It's not good who you choose, you have to choose Gu Sen, why do you sit at the same table with him, I don't like him, why do you talk to him, and you are so happy, you have never smiled at me like that, woo woo,"

It must have been a nightmare, Zhou/Tingyun bit the bullet and explained, "I didn't choose him, it was requested by the teacher. How could I choose him to sit at the same table? I must choose my wife. My wife is so good, why not?" Willing to,"

"You chose it yourself, you big liar, you lied to me." Wen Qianhe closed her eyes and cried like a child, which shows how much this dream has affected him.

Zhou/Tingyun really hates the self in his dream, how can he refuse his wife to choose someone else, what do you think, no brains!

"Honey, I was wrong, I just, I don't deserve to be at the same table, I should be at the same table alone,"

Wen Qianhe hooked his neck and buried herself between his necks, twitching in sadness, "You even snatched my No.1, woo woo woo, you are so bad, you bullied me,"

"I'm a science student, and you are a liberal arts student. You can't grab it even if you want to, baby," he stroked Wen Qianhe's back gently and meticulously.

"Besides, my wife will always be the best. In my heart, she will always be No.1, and no one can take her away,"

"But I saw you and him go in and abandoned me. I, woohoo, I just want to talk to you more every day, and I don't have any other friends,"

"Okay, baby, don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault, my fault, I'll tell the teacher tomorrow, I want to sit at the same table with you, I chose the wrong one, I didn't want to choose him, I I only think about you, I just want to sit at the same table with you, I was confused for a while, "

"Don't wait for tomorrow, can't wait for tomorrow, just now, now," Wen Qianhe snorted through his nasal cavity, his voice soft and helpless, acting like a baby when he was sick was the most powerless to resist.Zhou/Tingyun immediately agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

The fingertips were so hot that Wen Qianhe sucked them.

"Class is over. I took classmate Wen Qianhe's hand and knocked on the door of the head teacher's office. The head teacher asked, what's the matter with you two? Why are you still holding hands? I waved our interlocking hands and said, We are a couple, arrange seats for both of us quickly, I will not sit with others, I want to sit at the same table with Wen Qianhe, I like him, I like him unilaterally, if I don’t agree, my grandfather will be dismissed You! The homeroom teacher saw that this was the young master of the Zhou family, so he agreed immediately, and told other students not to disturb our relationship, and whoever disturbed us would pay the class fee, one hundred per time..."

"Where's Gu Sen? What about him? Are you still playing basketball with him?" Wen Qianhe's voice was like a kitten's, very thin and intermittent, as if talking in sleep.

"I don't have time to play basketball with others. I don't have enough time to accompany Wen Qianhe every day. Wen Qianhe is super serious in class. I remember every knowledge point that the teacher said firmly, and the notes are written neatly. I just Not the same, I just covet his beauty, I don’t look at anything in class, I just stare at Wen Qianhe’s face. The teacher asked me why I don’t look at the blackboard, do other people have knowledge points on their faces. I said yes , not only knowledge points, but also compulsory test points..."

As he spoke, he slowly put Wen Qianhe's bare/exposed hands into the quilt, gently laid his relaxed body flat, and bent down to kiss his red eyes from crying.

"Baby, why am I willing to let you sit alone? It's because I like you so much. It's because I'm afraid."

The next day, Wen Qianhe woke up very early, the fever subsided, and the fever disappeared. She was refreshed and even made a hearty breakfast.

After finishing his work, he lay down on the bedside. In the past few days, he knew that Zhou/Tingyun worked very hard to take care of himself, being both a father and a mother.

In fact, he doesn't have much cold all year round, but when he catches a cold, it is more serious than ordinary people, dizziness, runny nose, weakness of limbs, and confusion may all occur.

In the past, when one fell ill, the whole family was busy like a war, and was even sent to the hospital several times.

Zhou/Tingyun closed her eyes tightly, her thick eyelashes curled up on her eyelids, quietly.The dark circles under the eyes have also risen, and the hair is messy and messy.

But it still couldn't hide the man's handsome skin.

Wen Qianhe lifted the quilt and stood on the other side.

Zhou/Tingyun didn't dare to act like this even in his dreams, come together, look around, a small head is shaking not far away.

"Qianhe, what are you doing, come here quickly,"

"not comfortable?"

"I, I didn't think so,"

Wen Qianhe confiscated his hand, Zhou/Tingyun stood up, hugged him distressedly, first wiped his mouth, touched his forehead, and then touched his face, "I don't have a fever anymore, I don't feel hot anymore, how can I do this?" Stupid thing, I don't need it, baby,"

"then why

stone/more. "

Zhou/Tingyun grinned, "When I smell your scent, I can't control it. I can't control this. He won't listen to me."

"That's the time to educate."

After eating, the two of them planned to go to see the house, and wanted to buy a nursing home in the place of "Chi Mu Yi Guang".

But during the meal, I received a call from Aunt He, saying that He Shao was getting engaged in the United States the day after tomorrow, and asked everyone to fly there as soon as possible.

Zhou/Tingyun's originally good mood was completely disturbed by these two disgusting names, "Mom, it's fine if you go, I won't go."

"I thought so too at first, but you know your uncle, who is engaged,"

Zhou/Tingyun blurted out, "Gu Sen?"

He Zhiyi's voice was a little choked, obviously he had just cried, "Yes, I didn't expect that your uncle actually likes men. He has rarely contacted his family for so many years. As long as he doesn't mess around like he used to, it's easy to say anything, but, yes, "

Zhou/Tingyun asked casually: "What did he do back then?"

He Zhiyi realized that he had slipped the tongue, and changed his words: "Xiaoyun, one is enough for the family, but here is another one, your grandfather is already very angry."

"Don't tell grandpa to be angry. He Shao's brain is abnormal and sick. Anyway, the family can't count on it."

"Don't say that about you...uncle,"

"Okay, mom, I can't persuade He Shao, but if you want to talk about Gu Sen, I can persuade him to stay away from this bastard."

"...Okay, then you go as soon as possible."

Zhou/Tingyun hangs up the phone, feeling unhappy, the dog He Shao has started acting like a monster again, the engagement can be done secretly, why do you have to announce it everywhere with great fanfare, for fear that others will not know that he is gay.

Do nothing.

Wen Qianhe put down the cup in his hand, "Hurry up and book a ticket,"

Zhou/Tingyun didn't know why, "Do you really want to persuade me?"

Wen Qianhe shook his head, "Go to bless, sexual orientation can't be changed by persuasion, you understand this, right? Isn't Gu Sen your best friend in high school? You should go for both emotional and rational reasons."

Speaking of the name Gu Sen, Zhou/Tingyun had lingering fears. It wasn't because of the fire that Gu Sen provoked last night that they coaxed them into the middle of the night.

"But I don't want to see He Shao,"

Wen Qianhe reached out to reach his neck, "Go and meet, you won't regret it."

"Since my wife has spoken, let's go."

Seeing Gu Sen again, both of them didn't recognize each other.

The boy who used to shine on the stage transformed into a tail sticking to He Shao.

Almost every time I see a guest, I will smile sweetly, revealing a shallow dimple.

He Shao hugged him tightly, but he was afraid of getting hurt, and his expression was very cautious.

"Brother Yun, Qianhe." Seeing them coming, Gu Sen immediately broke free from He Shao's arms and ran to the door.

Their engagement ceremony was held in a large ranch. It can be seen that the designer put his heart into it. The arrangement of flowers and plants looked from top to bottom, and they were pieced together into a forest character.From the entrance to the ceremony stage, the details are handled perfectly, full of sense of style.

He Shao didn't move, he stood on the spot, his eyes never left Gu Sen.

"I thought you guys wouldn't come," Gu Sen was extraordinarily happy, the corners of his mouth never twitching.

Zhou/Tingyun squeezed out a smile, "I've always felt that you've been fascinated by ghosts. Who is He Shao? He's not as good as a pig or a dog. He's dressed like a bird..."

Wen Qianhe pinched his waist hard, "Gu Sen, don't listen to his nonsense, when will your engagement ceremony start?"

"Soon," Gu Sen looked at his watch, "There is still half an hour."

The three of them decided to choose a secret and quiet place to make good use of this half hour and chat.

Since the "Sound of the Sky" finals, I haven't seen each other through a short video, and I can't get in touch if I want to. He Shao protects Gu Sen tightly and doesn't give any letter.

"Gu Sen, do you really like this person?" Leaving aside the matter of age, let's talk about the things He Shao did before, which one can be forgiven.

Gu Sen said generously, "Brother Yun, I never dared to tell you, just because I was afraid that you would be angry. I really couldn't accept He Shao's treatment of me before, and even thought about letting him die, but then he really changed. Specifically, I can’t tell in a few words, but in short, he is a very good and excellent person, and I can understand him,”

When he was young, he was persecuted and threatened by a woman, and his family members beat and scolded him indiscriminately. The boy who should have been in his prime was dragged into the water time and time again, suffering mentally and psychologically.

He hated his father, hated that woman, and hated that woman and his child even more.

That woman was his lifelong nightmare, forcing him to do so many disgusting and nasty things.

He thought it would be enough to kill her, but he fell into another endless vortex.

Every time he saw Zhou/Tingyun, the disgusting shadow of that woman would appear in front of his eyes. He restrained his desire to kill Zhou/Tingyun, and reminded himself time and time again that the child was innocent.

But he is a lunatic, how can a lunatic remember...

Zhou/Tingyun had a hopeless expression on his face, "Well, it's the good luck of He Shao's eight lifetimes to meet you."

"I'm also quite lucky." Gu Sen replied without thinking.

"Okay, the scar forgets the pain, you,"

"Brother Yun, will you bless me?"

Zhou/Tingyun hates that iron cannot be made into steel, "I'm here, let me bless you by the way."

Wen Qianhe said to Gu Sen: "It can be seen that He Shao loves you very much."

Zhou/Tingyun took his shoulders, "Why do you say that, dear, how can you see it?"

Wen Qianhe's eyes signaled that not far away, He Shao had been aiming here intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou/Tingyun also saw him following his line of sight, and said disdainfully, "He is afraid that we two will abduct Gu Sen, like watching a thief. Is it necessary?"

"The eyes are full of love, caring, trust, and kindness,"

Wen Qianhe tilted her head on Zhou/Tingyun's shoulder, thinking to herself, everyone will meet someone in their life who changes themselves unconsciously.Without deliberate, just like that subtly, letting nature take its course, engraved this person into his blood, inseparable.

Gu Sen turned his head to look, returned a bright smile to He Shao, turned around and said to the two of them, "Then I passed?"

Zhou/Tingyun's tone this time is very good, "Go, go,"

The two watched Gu Sen run towards his own happiness, feeling boundless in their hearts.

"He Shao the toad/toad ate the swan, and the old cow gnawed the tender grass." Zhou/Tingyun shook his head, "A flower stuck on the cow dung."

Wen Qianhe laughed, "Gu Sen is indeed a swan, a flower, and a tender grass, but He Shao is not that bad. Which toad/toad can have assets exceeding [-] million yuan, an international industry, and that extraordinary skin, "

"Why do you keep talking to them today? Do you not love me anymore? Do you think others are better than me?"

"There is a little bit,"

Zhou/Tingyun panicked, "What's wrong with me,"

"Here, take a look," Wen Qianhe raised his head, indicating that He Shao in the middle of the field was putting a ring on Gu Sen.

"You want that thing? You wait, I'll buy you a hundred brighter than this right away."

Wen Qianhe rolled her eyes, didn't answer, and continued to watch the engagement ceremony.

Gu Sen looks youthful in whatever he wears. With fair skin, shallow pear dimples, and those crooked eyes when he smiles, he looks like a vigorous and beautiful boy.

Although He Shao is over forty years old, he doesn't look old at all, but adds a rare maturity. His eyes are narrowed and sharp, very gentle and affectionate, and his slender and tall figure is like Gu Sen's big elder brother.

The world-weary face that used to be [-]% similar to Zhou/Tingyun is now full of happiness and joy.

Both of them stared at Gu Sen with a tacit understanding, and the same scene floated up in their minds.

Zhou/Tingyun turned his head, stopped in front of him, and lowered his head slightly. It happened that the afterglow of the setting sun was slanting over, like a golden statue, shining.

"Qianhe,"

"Um,"

"Why did you have such a dream that night?"

Wen Qianhe raised his head, looked at the figure in front of him through his glittering golden hair, and said with a smile, "Because I'm jealous, envious of him, the most youthful and beautiful you I've ever seen."