yellow sorghum

Yu Minglang was lying on the bed in the dormitory, with the quilt over his head, he hid himself in that small piece of darkness, as if only in this way could he feel safe.

He held his fingers to his mouth, and his nails were bitten uneven, making a slight clicking sound.

Qi Sen is a member of the Zhu family, and this is all he can think about now, but it also makes him feel cold all over. Yu Zhengyan knows that only he is kept in the dark. He hugged his body and curled up, as if in a mother's womb Like a fetus, the gnawed nails rubbed against the fabric for a numb pain.

But how could the children of the Zhu family live in such a community and work in a coffee shop? His name is Qi Sen. Anyone who knows him knows that his name is Qi Sen. Even Wenyu has been called Qi Sen for so many years. His name is Qi Sen. No one has ever known that his name is Zhu Sen...

Sitting on the chair, Wang Jia looked up at the bulging lump, scratched his head, and looked embarrassed. He took out his mobile phone and went to the balcony to make a call. After talking for a few minutes, he came back and saw Yu Minglang getting out of bed with his ankle It was delicate and white, very delicate, and he couldn't help but look at it twice.

Yu Minglang's complexion didn't change much except for being slightly paler, his lips were all pale, like a patient after a serious illness.

"Mingming, are you okay?"

Wang Jia didn't know how to comfort others, so she scratched her ears and cheeks for a long time, and could only lean on the railing anxiously and ask if she was okay.

Yu Minglang smiled: "It's nothing."

His face was terribly pale, and when he bent down to tie his shoelaces, his eyes were blank, and he put his hands in his trouser pockets: "I'm going out for a walk."

Wang Jia: "Oh, oh, good."

Du Yipeng went to find a mentor, and Zhou Zhiqing reportedly went to get some software with others.

Wang Jia thought for a long time, thought of the man's various instructions, sighed, and finally locked the door and followed.

Zhu family.

They went back to Zhu's old house, Zhu Zheng walked in the front, Zhu Yixi followed his father, he responded to what Zhu Zheng said, Qi Sen walked last, and the graceful and rich woman in front was still at the dinner. With a kind and amiable appearance, at this time, a pair of red phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, and she looked at the young man with obvious disdain. She yawned lightly, and when she turned her head, she returned to her original virtuous appearance. Said: "Father, Yixi, I'll go upstairs first."

Zhu Zheng hummed: "Go up."

Zhu Yixi asked: "Do you want someone to deliver the soup?"

Zhu Zheng waved his hand: "No, I'll go back to my room to rest first, and you should rest early too."

Zhu Yixi: "Okay."

From the beginning to the end, Zhu Zheng didn't give Qi Sen a serious look, as if there was no such person in the family.

After Zhu Yixi sent the old man back, his face showed a trace of exhaustion, and he waved to Qi Sen: "Come with me to the study."

After entering the study, Zhu Yixi sat on the sofa, and pointed to the side: "Sit."

Qi Sen sat down and asked the man, "Do you want some water?"

He will not take the initiative to call Zhu Yixi's father, only on certain occasions, when he must call someone, Zhu Yixi is not smart, in his opinion, Qi Sen can return to Zhu's house, it is already a very big deal Good thing.

"White water is fine," Zhu Yixi asked him softly between his brows, "Why did you come back early?"

Qi Sen paused for pouring water, he passed the cup over, and hummed: "I heard from the professor that the paper can be submitted early, so I just got things done and want to come back early."

Zhu Yixi nodded and asked him, "Do you have any idea of ​​further study?"

Qi Sen tapped his fingers on the table, and replied after a while: "No, I want to enter the company early and get in touch with the company's affairs."

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi glanced at him, suddenly laughed out loud, and patted the armrest: "It's not like you..."

He covered his forehead with his hands, and those sharp eyes scanned him from top to bottom, as if trying to see him thoroughly from the inside out.

"You're in a hurry."

What made him so anxious?

Zhu Yixi said, "A Sen, you are still young."

That sentence seemed to be persuading, yes, he is still young, Qi Sen blinked his eyes and brought up a smile, but he really couldn't wait any longer.

He put the kettle back where it was, and smiled lowly: "I think I can handle it."

"Okay," Zhu Yixi clapped his hands, with a smile in his eyes, "I'll let you join the company after a while."

Qi Sen obviously had expected his arrangement, but he asked another question: "Sister, when will she... return to China?"

"Come on, speaking of this, you haven't seen her yet." Zhu Yixi had a kind and doting look on his face, as if thinking of some treasure, "Yaya has a gentle personality, you will like her."

Qi Sen obviously didn't have much interest in that docile sister, he looked thoughtful, and after pondering, he asked again: "Sister and that young master Yu..."

Zhu Yixi glanced at him: "You seem to be very interested in their affairs."

Qi Sen's expression froze for a moment, and Zhu Yixi touched the smooth glass with his hand: "You finally have the awareness to be part of Zhu's family."

He had a happy expression, and fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes: "It's still early for their business."

Qi Sen was obviously taken aback, Zhu Yixi sighed: "Yaya said, I want to be a few years later."

"She said that the relationship between herself and that kid from the Yu family still needs to be adjusted."

"I don't understand the young people, but Ya Ya said so, and she has a reason. Anyway, the two are still young, and there is no need to get married so early. People can't escape there. Your grandfather likes the Yu family very much." Boy, I heard that he is still a student in your high school, have you seen him before?"

"No, I don't know him."

"Oh... I thought you knew each other from the way he looked at you tonight."

"No, we don't know each other," Qi Sen laughed. "It's such a big school with thousands of people. I haven't seen many of them."

Zhu Yixi nodded: "That's right."

Zhu Ya returned to the country in January. Yu Minglang went to the airport to pick him up. People from the Zhu family were also there. In addition to a middle-aged man, there was also a tall young man with his back facing Yu Minglang. The hair on the back of his head was shaved. Short, looks a little blue and white, and I don't know when the ear was pierced, and there is a black earring hanging on the ear.

Yu Minglang's pace obviously slowed down, but he still walked to Qi Sen's side and stood beside him quietly.

Qi Sen obviously saw him, and he wasn't too surprised. It was reasonable for him to come to pick him up. The young man turned his head and showed a bright smile, which was so familiar that it was dazzling. Yu Minglang heard him say, "Young Master Yu."

Unfamiliar and plain address, Yu Minglang nodded, but the hands hidden under the coat were clenched and then loosened, showing the irritability of the master.

Suddenly I heard the young man say again: "Is it too strange to be called Young Master Yu?"

He tilted his head, his tone was a little doubtful, Qi Sen suddenly clapped his hands: "Ah! Why don't you call me uncle."

His eyes were curved into a slit when he smiled, his mouth was open to reveal a mouthful of neat teeth, his pupils flickered: "Or, Mingming."

Yu Minglang looked at him quietly, his gaze was so calm that it made people drown. After a while, he opened his mouth, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Qi Sen, is this interesting?"

The sound of Qi Sen, like a hammer, smashed the mask he had built with great difficulty, the air froze instantly, Qi Sen's smile gradually stiffened, the corners of his mouth drooped visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a straight line. The eyes that were always covered with sporadic smiles lost their brilliance and returned to their coldest appearance.

He turned his head away, even a little to the other side, leaving only the obsidian on his ear gleaming.

Yu Minglang sighed and looked down at his toes.

Qi Sen let out a low snort, bent down, and moved closer to Yu Minglang's ear, breathing hot breath on his ear: "My little uncle, your fiancée is here."

At the exit, Zhu Ya came out with a few suitcases. The huge suitcases covered most of her thin body, but those two were too conspicuous. Waving, the smile on the face is even better.

The interaction between the two was undoubtedly eye-catching to Qi Sen. He frowned and pushed the people around him: "Are you still going over? She saw you."

What he got was Yu Minglang's deer-like gaze, those beautiful eyes were wet, overlapping with his appearance a few years ago, Qi Sen was stunned for a second, but soon, he hid his emotion again go down.

Yu Minglang said, "Let's go."

His eyebrows and eyes didn't change. After speaking, he stretched out his hand naturally and pulled those big hands. Qi Sen was stunned again. He obviously didn't expect Yu Minglang to hold him. He subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man next to him, but the man didn't pay attention. Seeing the small movements of the two, all his attention was on Zhu Ya at the exit.

Yu Minglang held Qi Sen's hand without being rejected, showing a little bit of strength, and slightly pinched the young man's thick palm with his soft and white fingers.

Amidst the noisy voices, Qi Sen seemed to hear him say: "I have missed you a lot these years."

There was a touch of nostalgia in the originally dark eyes, mixed with pain, intertwined non-stop.

He was dragged by someone, and he could see Yu Minglang's soft hair twirling, just as cute as before, the soft hair was attached to his ear, revealing a small section of snow-white earlobe, making people tickle.

Zhu Ya handed the things to the middle-aged man, and grabbed the satchel on her shoulder with her hands, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a few small teeth, and shouted: "Mingming."

She took a few steps forward and gave Yu Minglang a hug, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

Qi Sen stood next to Yu Minglang, his tall figure and handsome face could not be ignored.

"Arsen?"

Zhu Ya's expression changed slightly, she pursed her thin lips, and after a few seconds, she smiled and introduced to Yu Minglang: "This is my brother, A Sen."

The two sisters are obviously not very close, even Yu Minglang, an outsider, can't compare. Qi Sen and this family member seem to be at odds.

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Woohoo, I really want to see the little angels... More comments and more motivation hehe~