The early morning wind was cold and clean, blowing the black hair above his head. Yan Shuang didn't seem to understand what Ji Yao was saying. He stared blankly at the person in front of him and called again: "Ji Yao..."

He only called his name, and he didn't seem to know what to say after that.

There was a hint of helplessness on his face, and an obvious daze.

Ji Yao is very familiar with this expression.

Every time, every time Yan Shuang showed this expression, he couldn't help but help him solve the problem.

They are friends.

He is his only friend.

He always believed that Yan Shuang was the pure and kind Yan Shuang, and Qin Yubai was forced, and Wei Yichen was deceived.

Even though his father, his cousins, and everyone around him were telling him that Yan Shuang was not what you thought, he still didn't choose to believe it.

Ji Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked at this face carefully, and suddenly felt very strange.

Is this the same face that just held the man's hand and showed a sweet smile?

He couldn't recognize it at all.

Ji Yao's gaze slid from that face to the fair and slender neck, his gaze fixed on the tight collar.

Yan Shuang was wearing a light blue shirt today with a high collar, and the last button was almost caught in his Adam's apple.

"Aren't you tired?" Ji Yao said lightly.

Yan Shuang said at a loss: "What?"

Ji Yao stretched out his hand, and the black leather gloves wrapped his hand very thinly. His index finger pointed to the top button of his shirt, and said in a calm tone, "Aren't you tired because the buttons are so tight?"

Yan Shuang subconsciously grabbed the collar.

This kind of action is tantamount to trying to cover up.

Four eyes met, Yan Shuang's eyes couldn't hide the panic.

In fact, Ji Yao has already made a judgment.

The moment Yan Shuang appeared in his sight holding Qi Feiyun, he knew it.

It turned out that the person who had been lying to him... was really him.

Now it's just a more thorough tearing of the human skin, and all the deceptions are exposed in the sun.

Will Yan Shuang hurt?

Ji Yao denied this idea in his heart.

Of course he doesn't hurt.

The person who was deceived and fooled was him, and the person in front of him, as his father said, had mocked him secretly many times.

How could he be in pain?

friend?

Simply ridiculous.

Yan Shuang grabbed the collar and didn't let go. He looked at Ji Yao, his eyes were hesitant to say anything, as if he wanted to say something, but he still couldn't say anything.

"Ji Yao..."

He reached out again, trying to grab the sleeve.

The outstretched hand failed again.

Ji Yao dodged and avoided that hand. He looked at Yan's bright and clean eyes, and said slowly, "You asked me that day if I had seen Qin Qing before I met you."

Yan Shuang looked startled.

Ji Yao looked at him and affirmed, "Yes."

The cold words fell, and Yan Shuang's outstretched hand shrank slightly as if it had been stabbed.

Ji Yao looked at that face, it was indeed a face very similar to Qin Qing, but what flashed in his mind now were all images with Yan Shuang.

Take classes together, go back to the dormitory together, eat together, watch the snow together…

Those memories flooded my mind, squeezing out the little heartbeat of my youth for a long time.

"I knew Qin Qing well before I met you."

"He can play the piano and can paint."

"He's excellent, and..." Thin lips moved slightly, spitting out the remaining words, "Clean."

The hand that grabbed the collar was slowly put down, but the similar faces had completely different expressions, and he was so shocked that he didn't know how to react at all.

He looked at him like that, as if he was hurting too.

"Ji Yao..." He called his name again, his voice trembling, and he brought an imperceptible cry.

Ji Yao smiled.

He continued to speak, and the words he said seemed to be without thinking at all, so smooth and yet so difficult.

"You do look a lot like him."

"But it just looks alike."

Yan Shuang's eyes widened slightly, he seemed to have foreseen what Ji Yao was going to say, his lips trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Don't..."

When he begged to say "no", the most cruel words had already fallen.

"You don't deserve to be compared with him at all."

The slender figure turned around without even looking at Yan Shuang's reaction.

The door opened, the black-clothed butler in the passenger seat nodded slightly to the new owner who got in the car, but Ji Yao completely ignored him, closed the door, and started the car directly.

The tires made a harsh sound on the ground, and the black luxury car drove straight out of everyone's sight in a beautiful turn.

The vehicle galloped past, Sheng Guangming stepped back half a step to avoid it, and clearly saw the man sitting in the co-pilot in less than a second.

...the one who took Yan Shuang away that day.

He seemed to vaguely guess what was going on.

I only thought about staying away from Yan Shuang last night, but I ran into it again today.

To be honest, he can't figure out how many "boyfriends" Yan Shuang has now.

"gone."

Qi Feiyun had already recovered his senses, reached out and gently pulled Yan Shuang's arm.

He was also there that day.

Yan Shuang's "acting skills" left a very deep impression on him. He was able to play with three top rich people in the palm of his hand, and then retreated completely. He was puzzled at the time. Now the longer he spends with Yan Shuang. , the more he can comprehend this person's... terrifying place.

It's ridiculous that the young master thought that these few words would be able to pull a fortune back on this lawless person.

Yan Shuang was not pulled by him.

He stood on the spot, as if his soul was out of his body, staring blankly at the empty point in the air.

Qi Feiyun frowned slightly, everyone left, what else are you doing?

"you……"

As soon as his voice fell, he stopped suddenly.

Yan Shuang cried.

Two tears fell directly from the eye sockets, like a stress-like physiological reaction, and fell straight to the ground, without even moistening Yan Shuang's cheeks.

Then, more and more tears fell from his eyes.

He seemed to be caught in some kind of huge blow, completely losing control of his body, but just like this... looking at the point of nothingness in front of him in a dull and hopeless manner.

Qi Feiyun had seen Yan Shuang cry.

Fake, contrived, or cheerful.

Those tears have a purpose.

But now, he seems to have no idea who he is, where he is, or even why he sheds tears. More and more urgent, more and more rude.

"Hold……"

The sounds that came out were all broken, beaten to pieces by the uncontrollable crying in his throat.

"What the **** am I crying for..."

He suddenly laughed, but the tears fell even more fiercely. He looked at Qi Feiyun, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

"Who is he..."

"I don't even remember him..."

"What are you doing to me..."

With a sway of his figure, he squatted on the ground as if he was not standing still, and both pressed his temples firmly.

"do not Cry."

"Oh shit."

"Give me a hold."

He said it himself, but the cry became stronger and stronger, and the sound was so astringent that it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

With another shake, Yan Shuang sat directly on the steps, holding his head and burying his entire face in his knees.

There is no sound.

Only the thin shoulders were shaking and shaking violently.

Qi Feiyun watched quietly, the palm of his hand holding the briefcase quietly tightened.

it is true? or fake?

If it is false.

Then his acting skills are already superb, and he is about to be deceived.

if it is real.

Then the only person Yan Shuang... loves is...

Sheng Guangming watched Qi Feiyun take a step forward, his face was cold, he left the crying man on the spot, walked straight to the car parked on the side, and got on the same car - drove, and drove away.

Sheng Guangming was at a loss and wanted to leave, but his feet were firmly stuck in place. After the battle between heaven and man in his heart, goodwill finally prevailed.

"Are you OK?"

"Are you OK?"

The same words came from the butler in the car.

This kind of concern is beyond his responsibilities, but the speed of the car is too fast, threatening his own life and safety, so he has to speak.

The vehicle has been speeding.

The driver looked calm and calm, but the hands holding the steering wheel were extremely tight, and the leather gloves rubbed against the steering wheel, making a creaking sound.

Wei Yichen put his palm lightly on his knees, and said calmly, "Master Ji, don't forget what you promised Mr. Ji."

The screeching brake sounded.

The body bound by the seat belt bounced back and forth.

Ji Yao unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car without saying a word.

The vehicle has unknowingly driven to the sea at the southernmost edge of the city. Ji Yao did not go far, standing in front of the dam a few meters away from the car, looking at the dark water glowing in the sun.

The sea breeze ruffled his short hair.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, he turned his face, and astringency rolled in his throat. From the moment he saw Yan Shuang, he has endured it until now.

Seeing a person's true face and venting their emotions.

He should be happy.

From today, Yan Shuang is no longer his friend, and he will no longer be shaken by Yan Shuang.

Repositioned and everything would be back as it was.

He stared at the dark sea, and the beating waves of the sea jumped into his eyes, golden light inch by inch.

He remembered the sunset that day, and it was reflected on the water like this.

...they kiss for the first time.

friend……

How can any friend kiss?

He likes him.

He actually likes him...

Ji Yao lightly closed his eyes.

The sea breeze swept through, instantly taking away the wetness on the young man's face, it helped him pretend that nothing had happened, and only left tingling and dryness on his cheeks.

Wei Yichen was sitting in the car. From his point of view, he could only see Ji Yao's silhouette. It was too far away, and he couldn't see Ji Yao's expression at all.

In fact, there is no need to look at it, he knows what kind of look it looks like.

Wei Yichen turned his face away and looked at his own face in the rearview mirror of the car - that's the look.

Sheng Guangming carefully observed Yan Shuang through the rearview mirror.

He didn't expect that he, who made up his mind last night to ignore this person, broke his plan today and took the initiative to send Yan Shuang to school.

It's not his fault.

Yan Shuang looked really miserable.

No matter who sees it, they can't help but lend a helping hand.

This has nothing to do with what kind of person Yan Shuang is, only what kind of person he is.

Sheng Guangming persuaded himself very well.

...Yan Shuang is still crying.

He leaned against the car window, his eyes widened, and tears fell silently.

Like a failed flower, he lost its vitality at once.

Sheng Guangming thought to himself: Since he likes it so much, why bother with others?

Forget it, it's not something he should worry about.

Just send this ride, and that's it.

The car is parked at the back entrance of the university.

"arrive."

Sheng Guangming spoke out to remind.

After a long time, Yan Shuangcai seemed to have regained his senses, his red and swollen eyes were facing him, and another tear shed an empty tear.

Sheng Guangming was slightly startled, his brows wrinkled slightly, just as he was about to say something, Yan Shuang had turned his face and pushed open the car door.

"Mr. Sheng," before closing the car door, he turned around with a sincere expression on his face, "I'm sorry."

When the door was closed, Sheng Guangming was stunned for a while, "It's alright," he paused and continued, "Think about your relationship."

Still more to say.

Sheng Guangming hurriedly started the car and ran away, but his eyes were still involuntarily looking at the rearview mirror.

Thin people look even thinner in the rearview mirror.

Just like a piece of paper.

Why bother.

Sheng Guangming shook his head and looked away. Today was the day he opened the store, and he was about to be late.

After the vehicle disappeared from sight, Yan Shuang put down his shoulder bag, took out a tissue from the bag, and wiped his tears slowly, his face swept away with a lazy expression.

Ji Yao and Wei Yichen appeared together today, he was not surprised at all.

The desperate abandoned dog can only seek the blessing of someone who has the strength to fight against Qin Ji.

The only candidate was Ji Wensong.

And Ji Wensong is estimated to be "scared" by him at the gambling game, and he must be impatient to seek an opportunity to let his son get away, and he will never let go of the opportunity to come to his door.

Although not said in advance.

But these people cooperated with him really tacitly.

Wei Yichen, Ji Yao, and Ji Wensong, none of them let him down, and went on according to each of their personalities very faithfully.

I believe that the plot in the future should also go on as he expected.

Yan Shuang rolled up a tissue, raised his hand lightly, and the white arc fell accurately into the trash can not far away.

He smiled lightly and said nothing - "good shot".