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half brother.

"I know your brother, he is a very good person." Jing Rong looked at him, not letting go of any slight expression on his face.

Hearing this, Qu Mu's smile became more subdued, a trace of vicious hatred disappeared from his eyes, and the corners of his lips pressed down: "Well, my brother still likes to pretend to be pitiful outside."

"What do you mean?" Jing Rong continued to ask calmly.

Qu Mu didn't seem to want to mention it, and raised his lovely smile again: "Brother Jing Rong always asks him why, can't he say something else while chatting with me?"

His ending sound rose slightly, with a hint of coquettishness.

Jing Rong looked at him with some scrutiny: "Speaking of you, how old are you?"

"I'm a sophomore this year. Brother Jing Rong may not know me. I'm also from the North City Drama Academy." Qu Mu replied with a shy look on his face and softened his voice.

Sophomore, the same age as Qu Yu.

Jing Rong's complexion was a little bad.

This shows that the other party is the product of an extramarital affair.

Although rationality tells Jing Rong that this kind of thing is not up to the younger generation to decide, but thinking of the few words Qu Yu revealed before, combined with the glamorous and pampered appearance of the person in front of him, one can understand how difficult Qu Yu's life was.

He could almost imagine that after his mother passed away, the only support was gone. His father hurriedly brought home his lover and illegitimate child who had been raised outside, but the legitimate child was treated indifferently. Not only lost his mother's love, but also his father's love He was also deprived by others, and his stepmother still stared at him, sneering at him.

Jing Rong pursed his lips. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the upper class circles of Beicheng, but he couldn't help but feel distressed when the person who suffered was Qu Yu.

In addition, he looked at Qu Mu with some disgust.

Qu Mu noticed the change in his mood, and was a little surprised: "Brother Jing Rong——"

"You are not my father's son, don't call me brother." Jing Rong glanced at him indifferently, and got up holding the phone.

These words seemed to hit some of Qu Mu's bad memories, he bit his lip with embarrassment on his face.

Jing Rong didn't give him any more eyes, turned around and walked elsewhere.

He sat down in another secluded corner, and not long after, Jingqian sat down with red wine: "Why, did you make the youngest son of the Qu family unhappy?"

Jing Rong raised his head, and the other party signaled with his eyes, he tilted his head, just in time to see Qu Mu standing in front of a beautiful woman, looking a little lonely, it seemed that he was really in a bad mood.

"Why does this kind of person give eyes?" Jing Rong said in a worried tone.

His face was still slightly cold, and the anger in his heart due to pity for Qu Yu had not completely calmed down.

Jingqian looked at such a younger brother and clicked his tongue.

Jing Rong usually looks like a flower in a high mountain, or a clear lotus in a pond, but he can only be seen from a distance. He gets along with a light and polite manner, but it gives people a feeling of alienation and indifference.

But in fact, Jing Rong is a very gentle and firm person in his heart. He is naturally compassionate and doesn't like to hurt others.

Being able to annoy the good-tempered Jing Rong shows how bad the other party has become.

"Don't mention this, let's talk about you, why are you suddenly willing to come to the banquet?" Jing Qian looked at him and joked, "Isn't it to avoid debts?"

"..." Just being teased, Jing Rong was dumbfounded for a moment.

Jing Qian became interested: "Tell me, what kind of love debt makes you so panic?"

He could remember that Jing Rong always refused Taohua as soon as he could. Although he didn't like others being hurt, he unexpectedly insisted on his own attitude in this kind of matter.

Jing Rong leaned back a little and looked at the other party. Although his brother was not serious about certain things, he had talked about relationships anyway, which was considered experienced, which was much better than he had never experienced anything.

"It can't be regarded as a love debt." He first strictly corrected this point.

After thinking about it, I made a long story short: "I treat the other party as my younger brother, but he seems to like me, so I'm a little confused and don't know how to deal with it."

Jingqian took a sip of the wine, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you really think of the other party as your younger brother?"

"otherwise--"

"If you really treat each other as your younger brother, you won't be confused."

After finishing speaking, Jingqian seemed a little relieved: "You have to figure it out for yourself, open up your mind, and then taste the pain of love."

"..." I knew my brother was unreliable.

Jing Rong didn't really want to talk to him anymore, so he lowered his head to flip through the e-book and continued to memorize the knowledge points.

"Liking and habits are not the same thing. Don't confuse them. If you really can't figure it out, if the Qu family can't do it, then go to the Zhang family. Your rent money."

Jing Rong suddenly looked up at his brother: "You..."

"It's the first time you're renting with someone else, and you don't know the details of the other person. Would your parents want you to live together?" Jing Qian shrugged indifferently, got up with a glass of wine and blended into the guests, talking and laughing happily.

For a while, Jing Rong felt a little complicated. To sum it up, he would probably be confused and frightened.

He pursed his lips, recalling what Jingqian said just now, and thought deeply.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he should not stay here any longer.

It's not just that Qu Mu's mother and son are an eyesore, but also because he suddenly wants to see Qu Yu.

If possible, he hoped to see Qu Yu immediately.

After thinking about this, he didn't hesitate any longer, got up and walked towards the gate.

Jing Qian, who was already chatting and laughing with other guests, caught a glimpse of his back leaving in a hurry, raised his glass slightly, and drank up his head.

--

Qu Yu knew that the three members of the Qu family were going to a certain banquet tonight, but he didn't care at all, because the other party had nothing to do with him, at most they were related by blood biologically.

But he is very unhappy today, because today is the day when his mother died of illness.

But that scumbag was able to live happily with his mistress' illegitimate child, like a harmonious and beautiful family, receiving blessings from others.

Qu Mu Qu Mu, harmony and happiness, this is what the man he needed to call Dad said personally, about the origin of the illegitimate child's name.

Qu Yu opened the can, raised her head and took a few sips of beer, then sat at the end of the bed in a muffled voice and looked out the window.

Before he was an adult, he seldom went to visit the grave, and he tried to forget this day, because he had a kind of hatred and grievance towards his mother.

Why can't he live longer, why he is left alone in the filthy Qujia, why he has been holding back and not taking the initiative to resist.

It was not until he became an adult that he gradually understood this stubborn questioning, but he still did not visit the grave.

He always thought that once he saw the black-and-white photo of his mother on the tombstone, he would tell himself clearly that he no longer had a mother.

No matter how many lambs are drawn on the book, it is impossible to create the illusion that the mother is still around.

Occasionally, just occasionally, Quyu would feel a little tired.

But no one will care about him unconditionally, help him without asking for anything in return, even if he feels tired, he can't show it, because no one likes a decadent child.

Therefore, Qu Yu is always used to living in a well-behaved mask, her mouth is as sweet as honey, and she talks nonsense when she sees people.

Soda cans were crushed and joined the green army on the floor.

Qu Yu looked down at the floor.

Look, even drinking, you have to choose a time when your brother is not around.

If my brother saw him like this, he would definitely hate him.

There was supposed to be some emotional stimulation today, but because of the accident of a banquet, it had to be canceled temporarily.

"Jing Rong..." Qu Yu narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

Xu Shi was slightly drunk, and his memory began to become a little disordered.

The wind in late summer and early autumn is still a bit hot, just like that day long ago.

The tall and straight figure of the senior, his gentle smile, accompanied by the gentle breeze, blew into his heart together, turned into a seed, gradually took root and sprouted, and grew into a towering tree.

He can't refuse the other party's kindness, just like he can't stop the hot love.

He wants to get him, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

Qu Yu felt that his eyelids were a bit heavy. Anyway, there was no one in the rented house, so he simply took off his slippers, walked barefoot to the opposite bedroom, and threw himself into Jing Rong's pillow.

There was still the scent of the other party's shampoo on it, not very strong, but a pleasant fragrance, he couldn't help rubbing the tip of his nose, greedily plundering this scent.

If Jing Rong could come to him at this moment, he could give up all plans and simply confess.

Qu Yu thought drowsily.

As soon as Jing Rong returned to the rented house, what he saw was such a scene. The boy was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, revealing a large area of ​​white, lying on his bed with his pillow in his arms.

Involuntarily, he lightened his steps and slowly came to the bedside.

The other party didn't notice his approach at all, and still buried his head in his pillow, only occasionally moving slightly to prove that he was still asleep.

Jing Rong's Adam's apple slipped: "What are you doing here?"

In the taxi just now, his unreasonable impulse gradually subsided, but now seeing Qu Yu, he felt very satisfied.

The figure in front of him moved, and it took a while to reveal one eye, as if peeking at him.

"I must be dreaming, how could my brother come back now." Qu Yu murmured softly, his eyes were not very real.

As he spoke, Jing Rong keenly caught a trace of alcohol, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking: "Have you drunk? How much?"

The other party seemed to think for a moment, then slowly raised five fingers.

"Five bottles?" Jing Rong frowned even more tightly.

Qu Yu shook her head and corrected: "Ten cans."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help showing a smug smile, "I drink very well."

No wonder.

Jing Rong couldn't help but slander.

When he came in, he didn't see the beer can. He didn't know whether the other party came back after drinking or drank here.

"What about the cans? I want to count to ten, so you don't have to lie." Jing Rong deliberately put on a serious face and said a little seriously.

Qu Yu wrinkled her nose and thought for a while: "If I don't tell you where I am, my brother won't like me drinking."

Like it or not.

Now Jing Rong has a new understanding of these words.

Perhaps Qu Yu is using these two words with completely different meanings to think about other people's attitudes towards him, and trying to gain others' favor.

He was a little shaken again. Could it be that what the other party said and did was based on liking him rather than pleasing him?

Don't think about it too much, your head will be messed up when you think about it.

"Then I'll go out and search, and I'll always find it." He hurriedly found a reason to escape.

However, someone grabbed his arm suddenly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he subconsciously fell on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, he bumped into a pair of deep eyes, and the other party looked down at him quietly, as if looking at some rare treasure.

Jing Rong unconsciously grabbed the edge of the suit, his fingers turned white.

The boy who looked down at him seemed to have clear eyes for a moment, but then closed them again.

A superficial kiss landed on Jing Rong's forehead.

"Brother, I like you so much."

"You like me a little too, okay?"

The author has something to say: Gougou: I'm drunk, I pretend

I mainly want to bobo with my brother (*∩＿∩*)