What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

That's considered a threat.

When they saw Yue Zhou during the day, he would still lean against the window and greet them with a faint smile, but now he exuded a threatening aura and was extremely intimidating.

He Yue suddenly felt that perhaps the Yue Zhou who was carefully guarding her secret in the dark was the real one.

"Yuezhou, this is not something to be ashamed of or afraid of."

He Yue's words were met with self-mockery from Yue Zhou: "You don't understand."

He was born a child of destiny and was not allowed to have any shortcomings.

He has tried his best to pretend to be a normal person over the years, but he has always been overwhelmed by this secret.

He is the only heir to the Yue Group. If the secret of his physical defects gets out, Yue’s stock will definitely hit the limit down.

"Yuezhou." He Yue watched Yuezhou let go of her hand and did not choose to leave immediately. "The moment you look directly at your weakness, it will no longer be something that can shackle you."

Young people are like eagles. The world is vast and they should not fold their wings out of fear.

No one had ever said such things to him, and everyone who knew the secret was very careful to make him hide his weakness.

Yue Zhou couldn't help but wonder who the girl in front of him was, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her face clearly.

While Yue Zhou was stunned, He Yue had already picked up Wang Xiuya's pass to the broadcasting room on the ground and trotted out of the broadcasting room.

Watching the girl's back disappear from his sight, Yue Zhou clenched the medicine bottle tightly.

Who is she? Why does she appear again and again and encourage him like this?

Not until the fragrance of the girl in the air completely dissipated did Yue Zhou stuff the medicine back into his pocket, fumbled to pick up the flashlight, and walked out of the mess.

They will definitely meet again.

-

He Yue deliberately chose a small path to leave, and ran back to get her schoolbag to go home. She did not notice Zhou Wenhe standing in the shadow in the dark corner of the teaching building.

He watched He Yue running up the stairs, and soon came down with her schoolbag on her back. Judging from the direction she left, she should be going home.

Only then did he lower his head to look at the thick notebook in his hand - the file of the broadcasting room members.

"Heyue, you really can't continue investigating."

-

"You didn't recognize me, did you?"

After running past the red and green lights at the school gate, He Yue's breath subsided. The warmth of Yue Zhou holding her wrist popped up in her mind again, and her face turned red again.

"No, why should I be afraid of him?"

A person muttered to himself as he walked into the corridor. He Yue held the handrail and climbed up the stairs. The melodious sound of the erhu followed the black corridor and intertwined with the moonlight and fell into his ears.

Hearing the long-lost music, a tear fell into the dust at my feet.

"Grandpa..."

He Yue didn't like to hear it before, but later she missed it very much during the ten years of loneliness.

He Yue stood at the door of her house, wiped away her tears with trembling hands, licked her lips nervously, and practiced smiling naturally again and again at the door.

She didn't want her grandfather to notice that something was wrong with her.

He Yue held the key in her hand, looked at the familiar door of her home, gently inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it.

The first thing I saw when I entered the door was the balcony full of green plants. Grandpa was sitting there as he always did, enjoying the cool evening breeze, and he finished the last part of the song with his eyes closed and his head shaking.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this scene.

He Yue bit her lip, held back her tears, and tiptoed towards her grandfather.

"What song is this? Can you tell?"

Grandpa opened his eyes and looked at He Yue who was already sitting at his feet and asked.

"farewell."

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky.

Grandpa made room for her and handed her the shiny erhu: "Try it."

He Yue took the erhu and tried to figure out the feel of it. Ten years had passed and she was already unfamiliar with it. As soon as she started playing, she was able to play five tunes for the three words "Outside the Changting".

She held the erhu, too embarrassed to continue playing, and just smiled at her grandfather ingratiatingly.

"I knew you were an idiot." Grandpa clicked his tongue, refusing to listen to He Yue's magic voice, and went to the kitchen to get the noodles he cooked.

He Yue behind her put away her grandfather's beloved erhu. The evening breeze blew on her face. She stood on the balcony filled with the fragrance of flowers and looked at the old buildings that were lit up with warm yellow lights.

Go home feeling good.

"Grandpa, we haven't seen each other for a long time." He Yue said softly.

Of the five people in the family, only she and her grandfather were left in Qucheng. The old and the young have been taking care of each other and supporting each other until now, so naturally they have a deep relationship.

After calming down, He Yue pretended to be overjoyed and walked back to the living room. Unexpectedly, in addition to noodles, grandpa also brought out plates of braised dishes, all of which were He Yue's favorite.

"Why are there so many dishes?" He Yue sat down and asked in confusion.

"I heard that your father made some money, so your mother gave me some extra living expenses this month." Grandpa sat down on a rattan chair at the side. "Eat. They don't support you, but they should let you eat better, right?"

He Yue was just feeling touched after hearing these heart-wrenching words, but she didn't expect her grandfather to smack his lips and say, "It's thinner than the donkey that pulled the millstone when I was a kid."

The tears of emotion disappeared at this moment. He Yue picked up a chopstick of noodles and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she heard her grandfather say quietly behind her: "The college entrance examination is coming soon. Go to Beijing, a big city."

"I'm not going." He Yue poked the noodles with her chopsticks in anger, "I'll go wherever Grandpa is."

Grandpa closed his eyes, turned his face away, and sat in the rattan chair, rocking back and forth, looking very leisurely.

"Fool, how long can Grandpa live? You still have a long time to go."

He Yue ate her noodles very slowly. The people-pleasing personality she developed in her first life was just to tell her parents that she was very well behaved and that she would not take up much space and would not eat a lot.

She wanted them to take her to the capital.

But what about the end?

As the steam from the noodles rose, He Yue's vision gradually blurred and she thought of their only chance encounter in the capital in their previous life.

-

Still remembering that day when Jiang Shaoming was in a good mood, he insisted on taking her to the mall. He swiped his card frantically after entering a store and excitedly asked her to help him choose a good-looking piece of clothing so that he could wear it to the charity dinner hosted by Mingwei Group.

She patiently accompanied him to choose, but unexpectedly when she turned around she saw her younger brother, He Lang.

He Yue is called He Yue because she was born at night. He Lang's name is different. It was a name that He Jiashen and Yin Rou gave him by looking up the dictionary.

Lang——Langxuan, like pearls and jade.

He Lang was standing in the shop, frowning while playing games. It was obvious that the situation was not optimistic.

Yin Rou was still not very tactful, and tried to fit him with pieces of clothing one by one. In the end, He Lang pushed her away and said, "Can't you see that I'm going to lose?"

"What temper?"

The salesperson was watching from the side, and Yin Rou only whispered to him.

It was his father, He Jiashen, who tried to smooth things over: "Buy it if you like it."

Yin Rou asked, "How many pieces do you want to buy?"

"Okay, getting admitted to Peking University has earned me so much face, I can buy you as much as you want." He Jiashen blushed with excitement when he said this.

After getting He Jiashen's assurance, Yin Rou decided not to save money for him. While holding the clothes, she said frankly: "Of course, Langlang is still well behaved. What do you think of Heyue..."

He Lang lost the game. He impatiently snatched the clothes from Yin Rou's hand and said, "I told you I don't like red. Only girls wear red. Don't buy it for me. It's annoying."

After saying that, he strode out of the shop.

"Heyue, which one... made you cry?" Jiang Shaoming came over with a face that looked like he deserved a beating, "Why are you crying?"

"The sand blinded me." He Yue turned around and made up a lie, but Jiang Shaoming was not someone who liked to be evaded by her. He pointed exaggeratedly at the shiny floor of the high-end shopping mall and said, "Here? There's sand?"

He Yue looked at him silently with a red face. Jiang Shaoming glanced at Yin Rou and He Jiashen who were not far behind He Yue. They were blaming each other for annoyed He Lang.

Jiang Shaoming was in a good mood today, so he showed his gentlemanly manners and asked softly, "Do you know him?"

"I want to go home."

He Yue lowered her head, not wanting Jiang Shaoming to see her red eyes.

Jiang Shaoming also guessed the relationship between He Yue and the family of three, and took He Yue's hand: "I'll take you home."

The two walked a few steps, and he did not forget to turn around and flirt with the infatuated salesperson: "Send all the latest models to my villa, No. 7 Wutong Shenyuan."