The boy didn't know when to go downstairs. He stood silently on the stairs, his body cold and straight, and ran into his eyes.
Chu xiumao's face also changed at the moment he saw dye white, "Xiaobai..."
For a moment when the young man's eyes were shining, there was nothing in each other's eyes. It was empty and cold and silent without any fluctuation. Looking at him, Chu Xu seemed to look at a stranger. He subconsciously felt that his throat was a little dry. His fingertips moved. At that moment, he seemed to want to say something, but he had nothing to say.
The four eyes were opposite. Dyed white was the one who took back his eyes first. He was calm and cold from beginning to end. He passed Chu Xu with an expressionless face. He didn't express it and couldn't see anger. It was that calm attitude that made people feel inexplicable panic and irritability at the bottom of their heart.
It seemed that she didn't hear those words, but Chu Xu knew that ranbai must have heard them.
At the moment of passing by, Chu Xu could still smell the cold and clean light fragrance on the boy, lingering with the imperceptible smell of tobacco. He stood there stiffly, and Yu Guang watched the boy pass by indifferently.
Mingming handed him the cigarette after school.
But it was only an hour. After returning to the so-called home, all the superficial calm and relaxation were broken, and all the day-to-day coexistence became a joke at this moment. The two words "family" were like a dense net, which surrounded people silently and silently, so that people couldn't breathe, suffocated and repressed, with a trace of unknown embarrassment.
It seems that whether Jing Bai or him,
It's all in this net.
I can't earn it.
When you go to school, you have to stagger the time, and there is no communication when you come back.
That's ridiculous.
Chu Xu just stopped there and didn't move. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He could clearly hear the dialogue in the living room.
Chu xiumao's guilty and apologetic tone, and
The man was in a cold mood.
"I'm sorry, Xiaobai. Don't take it to heart. I'll teach Chu Xu a lesson. He just can't speak. Sometimes he may..."
In fact, Chu Xu didn't listen carefully to what Chu xiumao said, but he could hear the boy's calm and cold words clearly.
"It doesn't matter." the man didn't pause at all. He was as plain as an outsider: "you don't mind me."
Chu Xu drooped his eyes for two seconds and went upstairs. His steps were rare and disorderly, and his fingerbones were full of Mori white.
After locking the door, Chu Xu silently covered his eyes and blocked the light.
He has never been so bored.
He didn't know what had happened to him.
Just at the thought of just bumping into the young man's eyes and the calm bottom of each other's eyes, Chu Xu was flustered. It was like a cotton wadding across the blood vessel, a fine and silent stabbing pain. At that moment, he pierced his heart through the young man's eyes.
Chu Xu was stunned for a long time. At last, he didn't know what he was thinking. When he got up, his legs were numb. He bit a cigarette and repeatedly pulled the lighter with his fingertips. The flame was reflected in his dark eyes and never lit. All that appeared in front of him was the picture of the boy bending over and biting the cigarette from his fingers.
He seems to be able to count each other's eyelashes.
Chu Xu always felt that at that moment, there was no such stalemate between them.
But now it's all broken.
——"Legally speaking, you should call me brother."
——"Don't call me that. It's disgusting."
Jingbai must have heard it.
All.
Chu Xu was eager to hear a voice.
He opened the mobile phone screen, entered wechat and directly clicked the only person at the top.
Then he sent a message almost in a hurry.
Star super good: [brother, can you have a word with me QAQ, I really feel bad... I really want to listen to my brother's voice, okay]
After sending this message, Chu Xu gradually calmed down. His fingertips rubbed the dialog box on the screen, but the other party didn't reply. He sent a little cat's aggrieved face and wrapped it up. Then he sat lazily against the door, his pupils swaying slightly and lost consciousness.
A few minutes later, Chu Xu suddenly heard a voice and gave him a meal.
The sound was not a hint of news, but the sound of opening the door opposite.
Jing Bai should have come up.
After a short sound, it returned to the dead silence again.
But Chu Xu's mood was completely disturbed by the sound of opening the door. He put one hand against the door and tried to push it open several times, but he felt that such action was meaningless.
Finally, he hissed.
I think I'm really hypocritical.
The woman's son,
What does he care about?
At this time,
There was another sound of opening the door. At the same time, a message jumped out of Chu Xu's mobile phone.
It's a stranded reply.
A one second voice.
He turned it on.
A clear and low voice sounded in the empty room.
"Late -"
There was only one word, followed by what seemed to be a heavy and depressing noise. This sentence was hastily interrupted and stayed on a late word, blurred.
Chu Xu slightly twisted her eyebrows and repeated it several times to confirm that it should be the sound of smashing something.
He was even more upset and sent a paragraph.
[what's the matter? What's the matter with you, brother? Are you okay? Woo, I'm sorry to really bother you]
The other party then had no news. He never returned. Chu Xu sent another one.
[brother, remember to reply when you have time. I'm a little worried.]
opposite side,
The sound insulation of the house is very good. You can't hear the sound inside.
After Jing Wei pushed the door in,
In the light, the boy half leaned against the chair, his long legs slightly bent, looked a bit lazy and indifferent, slightly lowered his eyes, took a mobile phone in his hand and said something.
After she closed the door, her face became gloomy for a moment. She didn't want to directly pick up the white porcelain cup next to her and smashed it directly at the boy's side. It was not half soft.
With a loud bang of "bang -" the porcelain cup was torn apart and the fragments splashed, which accidentally cut the young man's ankle, leaving a slender scar. Blood beads rushed out, feeling decadent and decadent on the cold white skin color.
A message was sent out before it could finish.
Dyed white stopped, and then quietly turned off the mobile phone screen. He didn't care about the tingling on his ankle. The sound quality was sparse. Looking at Jing Wei, there was no family affection. The empty and quiet made Jing Wei's subconscious heart shrink, but followed by extremely strong anger.
She vented all the humiliation and anger she had received from Chu Xu on the young man without scruples.
"Didn't I tell you to have a good relationship with Chu Xu?! why are you still so stiff in the same class at school every day? Do you see how he treats me!" Jing Wei screamed sharply and distorted, hysterical mania, mixed with hatred for Jing Bai.