Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chi Yizhi expressionlessly pulled out a clean white napkin from the table and gently wiped the glaring red blood on his palm, as if what he was holding was not a napkin but something precious. His movements were slow and methodical, but his eyes were cold as ice, staring intently at Li Qiong in front of him.

"If you can't even control your mouth, then from now on, we don't need you to participate in our gatherings!" Chi Yizi's voice was cold and carried unquestionable majesty, which made people feel awe.

After saying that, he crumpled up the used napkin into a ball, threw it aside casually, then turned and left, leaving Li Qiong standing there blankly, with a complex expression of astonishment and regret on her face.

*

Liang Jinyan invited Chi Feiwan to dinner, but she didn't eat a single bite, and the final bill was paid by Chi Feiwan.

She knew that for a poor family, a five-digit price was a sky-high price.

Chi Feiwan took the opportunity of going to the bathroom to pay the bill.

Liang Jinyan treated us to the meal and Chi Yizi paid the bill.

Chi Feiwan had just paid the bill, accepted Chi Yizi's red envelope, and returned the remaining money to him.

The reply from the other end was just a question mark.

Chi Feiwan pursed his lips and said, "I paid for it, not you. This is the remaining money."

The message "the other party is typing" lasted for a long time.

She was about to shut up when the message finally came: [Chi Feiwan, are we strangers? ]

[You are my third brother]

[You still remember that I'm your third brother! ] Chi Yizi's anger could be felt through the screen.

【Forget it, go home early. 】

Chi Feiwan almost dropped his phone. It was really confusing.

What is it like to have a brother who is moody?

"Chi Feiwan, why are you here?"

Chi Feiwan's eyes were fixed on the car that stopped not far ahead. The familiar license plate number made her heart beat faster instantly. At the same time, a deep and magnetic voice came into her ears, like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

She shuddered all over, with only one thought left in her mind - escape! Her feet moved involuntarily, and her body began to tremble slightly.

"Chi Feiwan!" With a roar, the car window slowly rolled down, revealing a breathtakingly handsome face. His deep eyes were now filled with anger and confusion, staring straight at her.

"Why are you hiding!" His tone became more and more severe, with an irresistible majesty. Chi Feiwan's throat was dry, and he wanted to say something but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

The wind blew quietly, lifting her hair and messing with her thoughts.

She is not only destined to be with Song Jinan, but also with Jiang Huaixu.

The former is fate, the latter is karma.

Chi Feiwan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Master Jiang, shouldn't I be the one asking you about this? How could it be such a coincidence that you meet me here?" Chi Feiwan put his hands on his hips.

Jiang Huaixu raised his eyebrows and said, "Just passing by."

Chi Feiwan snorted coldly, "What a passerby."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact." Jiang Huaixu looked at her innocently.

Chi Feiwan glared at him, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Jiang Huaixu got out of the car and stopped her. "Chi Feiwan, why are you so repulsive?"

"I didn't." Chi Feiwan walked around him and continued walking forward.

Jiang Huaixu blocked her way again, "Then why did you run away when you saw me?"

"I..." Chi Feiwan was speechless. She couldn't tell him that she didn't want to have any contact with him.

"I have a ticket for the musical here. I'll pick you up at your house at seven o'clock tomorrow." Jiang Huaixu said seriously.

Chi Feiwan looked at him and said, "I don't want to go."

Jiang Huaixu put his hands in his pockets, his tall body blocking the sunlight, "I'm notifying you."

Chi Feiwan clenched his fists and said, "Jiang Huaixu, what qualifications do you have to make decisions for me?"

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips, and two music tickets appeared in front of Chi Feiwan, "The music tickets were sent to me by your mother. It's not me who makes the decision for you, but your mother."

Chi Feiwan bit her lip, feeling conflicted. She knew she couldn't refuse her mother, but she really didn't want to go to the musical with Jiang Huaixu.

"I will go." In the end, Chi Feiwan accepted the music ticket. She looked up at Jiang Huaixu and said, "But I hope this is just a simple social event."

Jiang Huaixu smiled, with a barely perceptible smugness flashing in his eyes, "Of course, I promise."

*

Chi Feiwan prepared a sumptuous dinner at home early in the morning. She sat quietly at the dining table, looking towards the door from time to time.

Suddenly, the door lock made a soft "beep" sound, followed by the familiar fingerprint unlocking sound.

Chi Feiwan's heart skipped a beat and his body leaned forward involuntarily, his eyes fixed on the door that was about to open.

The door slowly opened, and a figure appeared in front of him. However, when Chi Feiwan saw the hands of the person who came, he couldn't help but feel a strong fear and heartache. The palms that should have been white and clean were now covered with hideous wounds, and the new wounds and old wounds were intertwined, which was shocking. The blood had already coagulated, making the entire palm look bloody and dry.

Chi Feiwan widened his eyes, looking at the horrific pair of hands in disbelief. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing this, she felt nervous and hurried forward to quickly take out the necessary items from the medical kit she carried with her. She looked at the person in front of her with concern: "Third brother, what happened to your hand?"

However, facing her anxious inquiries, Chi Yizi only frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure. His expression was still as calm as usual, as if the injury on his hand was not serious.

Chi Yizi raised the corner of his mouth and said in a relaxed tone: "It's no big deal, it's just an accidental scratch."

Chi Feiwan wrapped the gauze carefully. She always felt that there was a burning gaze staring at her above her head, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Third brother, be careful next time. If you get hurt here again, your hand will look bad."

"Ah."

It was that tone again, as if there was nothing in this world that Chi Yizi could care about.

After Chi Feiwan finished bandaging the wound, he looked up at Chi Yizi and said, "Third brother, don't get wet these days."

Chi Yizi nodded and walked towards the restaurant.

The meal was not very sumptuous, so Chi Yizi ate a few bites and stopped eating. He directly used his mobile phone to order takeout.

At the dinner table, Chi Feiwan wanted to say something several times but swallowed it back.

Chi Yizi raised his eyes and said, "Ask if you want to."

"Third brother, why did you ask me to see Liang Jinyan?"

"She said she would invite whoever found the keychain to dinner. Since you are the one who found the keychain, I will naturally invite you to go."

Chi Feiwan glanced at her beautiful eyebrows and said, "But she invited you."

Chi Yizi's eyes, as dark and deep as a deep pool, revealed an unspeakable indifference and indifference: "What's the difference? Whether you go or I go, aren't the ultimate goals the same - to get closer to the Chi family."

His voice was as calm as a lake without ripples, but it carried an unquestionable firmness, as if he was telling the other person a fact that had already been determined and could not be changed.

Chi Feiwan finished cleaning the kitchen and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Chi Yizi's hair was still dripping with water. He casually picked up a white towel and covered his head, then slowly walked out of the bathroom. After standing in front of Chi Feiwan, he looked at her firmly and said, "Wanwan, you have to know that our family's background and wealth are very attractive. There are too many people who want to change their fate by climbing up the high branch of our family. Just like you said, not all friendships have a certain purpose. Friends can indeed be chosen by oneself, but due to the huge gap between classes, those at the bottom of society are full of desire and yearning for the upper class. And the fastest way for them to achieve this goal is to make friends with powerful people."