How to put it this way, this seemingly gentle but alienated attitude should be Jiang Yu's consistent way of being in the world. His previous intimacy with Fu Yue was beyond the scope of strangers.
Are they strangers?
...
After eating.
Jiang Yuzhi: "Don't worry, I have dealt with this matter. There should be no news about you on Weibo now."
Fu Yue: "?"
She slowly typed a question mark.
Busy taking out her cell phone, after Fu Yue opened Weibo, she unexpectedly found that their hot search was completely withdrawn. As this person said, there was no news of her at all.
Fu Yue glanced at Jiang Yuzhi complicatedly.
Lifting his head, he crashed into a pair of star-like clean and beautiful eyes, clear without any impurities.
In the man's eyes, without her familiarity and gentleness, and the occasional faint smile, his emotions were so weak that he was almost invisible, and the look in her eyes was somewhat complicated.
Fu Yue was stunned for a moment.
What happened to this person?
Jiang Yuzhi suddenly turned his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it... I will send you back to school."
Fu Yue shook her head: "No need."
"It's not suitable for me to go out alone with you anymore. It would be bad if I was photographed."
Seeing her rationally analyzing the pros and cons, Jiang Yuzhi's heart burst into an unknown fire for no reason. He lowered his eyes and his voice became a little cold.
"Is that so?"
"Then be careful yourself, I won't send you off."
Fu Yue said.
The girl stood up and said goodbye to Jiang Yuzhi. She went to the door and put on her canvas shoes. Finally, she turned around and waved at the man behind her.
Jiang Yuzhi nodded towards her.
When Fu Yue was gone, the temperature in his eyes had completely cooled down.
The man's slender legs stretched out.
He went to the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator, took out several cans of wine from it, and returned to the living room.
Slender fingers stretched out.
Open the can with one hand.
Jiang Yuzhi's movements are really handsome, his fingers are even more slender because of the slight force. He picked up the wine, raised his head and took a sip, with a little alcohol on the corners of his lips, he raised his hand and wiped it.
At this time, the eyes looked sharp.
Different from the usual gentleness, he is so handsome with blood on his face.
this day.
Young Master Jiang understood what a hangover is.
If you don’t drink well, you have to learn to pretend to be drunk.
He had a headache all night.
...
this weekend.
Fu Yue went to Fu's house again to teach Fu Qingchen's boy, and then unexpectedly discovered that Fu Sheng was also sitting in the living room.
Fu Yue who just opened the door and was about to go in: "..."
Her footsteps froze in place.
Fu Sheng also looked over at Fu Yue, his gaze was as if the ice had been quenched, and his coldness was almost condensed.
The smile on the girl's face also solidified, and the upward arc gradually disappeared.
Fu Yue had the urge to run.
But reason told her not to do this.
It's really too guilty.
Fu Sheng took the initiative to talk to her, with a polite tone: "Miss Chu."
Fu Yue hugged the bag in her hand, lowered her curled eyelashes, covering the unidentified eyes, and replied politely.
"Hello sir."
Fu Sheng looked at Fu Yue with interest, and took the initiative to talk to her one by one, "Ms. Chu still come to make up class with Qing Shen today?"
Fu Yue: "..."
nonsense.
Could you be a father here to see you?
Although the mental activity was so stubborn, Fu Yue couldn't control this body's fear of Fu Sheng.