more than admiration

Xie Yu took a step back and rubbed his nose, and saw Xu Yan's fair face protruding from behind the flowers, flowers match beauty.

"Thump, thump, thump... Xiao Yuer, my brother is here to see you!" Xu Yan stuffed the flowers into Xie Yu's hand, walked to the living room and put the fruit in the other hand on the coffee table, sat down. He went to the sofa, crossed his legs on the coffee table, and greeted Xie Yu, "Xiao Yuer, come and sit, how are you doing?"

Xie Yu separated the flowers and put them in a vase, brought Xu Yan a drink and sat beside him: "Don't you know everything?"

Xu Yan reached out to Xie Yu's back to lift off his clothes. Xie Yu opened Xu Yan's hand: "What are you doing? Take the opportunity to eat tofu. Don't look, it's almost healed." It's a bit disgusting, don't say Xu Yan.

Being rejected, Xu Yan pouted and stood up and began to inspect Xie Yu's home. Turning his back to Xie Yu, he said, "Two days ago, my dad's company staff organized a trip, so I followed, so I didn't come to see you."

Xie Yu replied: "It's a good thing you didn't come, I might not get better so quickly if you came."

Xu Yan turned around and waved his fist at Xie Yu, and continued to inspect, muttering, "Xiao Yu'er, what school are you going to apply for? Your score will definitely be in the middle."

Xie Yu leaned back on the sofa, and immediately sat up again amidst the pain reminder behind him, thought for a while and said, "No. [-] Middle School, No. [-] Middle School is an ordinary class at most, and No. [-] Middle School can be assigned to key classes, and both The school enrollment rate is not much worse.”

"Hey? I also want to go to No. [-] Middle School. Although I can get into No. [-] Middle School with my grades and the old man's relationship, I heard that the control there is too strict. An old witch is enough for me to bear. ...." Xu Yan thought about that scene for a while and rolled his eyes.

Xu Yan went to Xie Yu's bedroom and found a photo turned upside down on her desk. He picked it up and found an old man with white hair sitting in the middle, holding a miniature version of Xie Yu in his hand, and standing behind him The enlarged version of Xie Yu, he shouted at Xie Yu in the living room: "Xiao Yu'er, which one of the people in the photo on your table is you?"

photo?Xie Yu thought for a while and suddenly realized, and yelled back: "Xu Yan, you idiot, do you think I'm that old? You still think I will travel through time. Of course that child is me." That person is my mother, and the one sitting is my grandfather."

Xu Yan looked at the woman in the photo, she was very beautiful, Xie Yu when she was a child seemed more like this woman, now Xie Yu was neither like her father nor her mother.He remembered that Xie Yu told him about this woman before. When Xie Yu was six or seven years old, her parents divorced, and her father took her all the time.Looking at the old man in the photo again, Xu Yan felt that something was a little strange.

"Xu Yan, half of my room belongs to Hu Jiaqi." Xie Yu reminded.

Xu Yan put down the photo and went back to the living room. He really couldn't afford to offend that bastard sister Xie Yu.As soon as Xu Yan sat down and peeled a banana, the phone rang. He checked that he didn't answer it and hung up directly. He said to Xie Yu, "Xiao Yu, I have something to do and I have to go first."

Xie Yu thought, he valued sex over friendship, Young Master Xu.

Xu Yan crossed the coffee table and reached out to rub Xie Yu's hair, until he kneaded them into chicken coops: "This time it's brother, isn't it the next time I bring you out for a big meal!"

Xie Yu stuck out his tongue at Xu Yan, made a grimace and said, "Let's go quickly."

After Xu Yan left, Xie Yu listened to the music at home alone all morning, and when no one came back at noon, she made a bowl of instant noodles by herself, stuffed her stomach, and then continued to listen to the music.

Being alone at home is really boring.Xie Yu changed the songs over and over again. These songs were the last time I went to Cheng Qingmu's house. My aunt transferred some songs from Cheng Qingmu's computer to her mobile phone. Most of them were in English. Cheng Qingmu seemed to like Westlife's songs quite a bit.

Xie Yu hummed softly:

"Just a smile and the rain is gone

Canhardly believe iteah

There's an angel standing next tome

Reaching form heart

Justa smile and there's no way back

Canhardly believe iteah

Butthere'sanangelcallingme

Reaching form my heart...