Chapter 18 Seagulls no longer love the sea and can fly farther 20
Chapter 18 Seagulls are no longer attached to the sea and can fly farther (20)
"Jinghuai, it's not that mom didn't save you, it's that mom really has no money. I can't borrow money everywhere. I'm sorry, it's all useless..."
The woman's noisy and hypocritical voice is as annoying as flies. She wipes the squeezed tears with her fingers, as if she is the biggest victim.
Xia Jinghuai's face was expressionless, his eyes fixed on a point in the sky blankly, and his chin seemed to still have the cool body temperature left by the boy.
——Soft fingers, clear cold fragrance with a hint of smoke, warm and thin embrace, steady and rhythmic heartbeat.
But it gives people an extremely unreal and weird feeling.
"Jinghuai..."
"Jinghuai?"
"Jinghuai!"
The woman's harsh and sharp voice interrupted Xia Jinghuai's thinking. He raised his head very slowly and stared at Xia Zihan with eyes as black as the abyss.
The look in his eyes just now... was like looking at a dead person.
He seemed a little surprised to see Chu Yu, and frowned again when he saw the cake on the table. He seemed to like frowning, and there were shallow wrinkles between his eyebrows.
Xia Jinghuai's face was knocked crooked, and he remained in this position without moving, like a statue.
Finally, he squeezed out the word "um" from his throat and answered what the man just said.
Xia Zihan was horrified by such a pair of eyes, and her voice was blocked. A chill spread from the soles of her feet, and she couldn't help but take a step back, her pupils trembling.
"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
If you cut out your tongue, you will never quarrel again.
Looking up in confusion, a tall figure appeared in the darkness, and he slowly walked from the darkness to the light.
The tall man walked towards the light. The man was handsome and steady, with sharp and smooth lines, like a painting by Gui Qiao, and his glance over him was filled with unfathomable depth.
Xing Zhuo tugged on his tie, and Xing Zhuo's displeasure almost overflowed from his brows.
Fear made her lose her voice.
A few days ago, I promised Chu Ye that he would study hard and come home on time, but he didn't even last a week.
Chu Yu no longer had any desire to eat anymore. She threw the unfinished small cake and milk into the trash can, turned around and wanted to leave.
The relationship between the two gradually faded, and Xing Zhuo was still very gentle when facing Chu Yu. Of course, the premise was that Chu Yu didn't act recklessly.
Chu Yu's stomach is not good, so he should eat less refrigerated food. What's more, it is the middle of the night, and it is not easy to digest such food.
Even after walking out of the ward, Xia Zihan still felt lingering fear.
The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor was steady and crisp.
The deep and deep voice is hoarse, and the tone has a cold metallic texture, hiding a strong sense of aggression.
Except that Chu Yu looked at him in confusion and tenseness at first, and then without any trouble at all, she didn't even pay attention to the man, and just ate the sweet cake by herself.
There was a lot of food in the refrigerator. Chu Yu took a plate of small cakes and a glass of milk, brought them to the dining table and ate them in small bites.
Chu Yu is very fond of sweet desserts, because as long as they are sweet enough in your mouth, you can feel better.
"Young Master, answer my question, otherwise you may have to explain to your father face to face about skipping class in the afternoon."
Being treated as nothing again and again, the man pursed his thin lips tightly to stop the anger from rising.
In the past few years, Xing Zhuo has become more and more like Chu Ye when he was young. After he came into contact with the company's affairs, he rarely returned to the villa. He was mostly away on business trips, and he didn't see Chu Yu a few times in a year.
The man exuded an extremely cold and low pressure that made people breathless, and his cold and deep face was dark and unclear.
Almost subconsciously, Chu Yu's face turned pale. She squeezed the spoon in her hand tightly, and her finger bones turned blue and white.
The tips of his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his lazy tone conveyed a sense of nonchalance.
Chu Yu turned his head in disbelief, his eyes like glass half-squinted, extremely dangerous under the bright light.
Looking at Xia Jinghuai's appearance, Xia Zihan began to sweat on his forehead. Even his exquisite makeup could not hide his pale face. He pretended to be calm and said, "I think you were beaten stupid. You can just reflect here alone."
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"Chu Yu, if you take one more step forward, you won't have to take another step out of the Chu family tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and in the future!"
Xia Zihan's whole body was cold, and she even started to tremble slightly, and her breathing became thicker. This fear made her annoyed and angry, and she lost control and slapped her.
Restraint and forbearance.
He looked around from bottom to top, his eyes filled with coldness, and his lips curled up.
The sound of ice falling was an undisguised threat and full of hostility, letting Chu Yu know clearly that he was not joking.
Chu Yu didn't like Xing Zhuo's aggressive attitude when questioning him.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Xing Zhuo unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, and a layer of irritation appeared on his originally cold and inhuman face. He was very tired and had been busy all day. His voice was low, "Why did you skip class?"
Just as Chu Yu was enjoying his meal, he suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened.
Thinking like this, Chu Yu didn't worry anymore. He ate a few bites at night, took a combat bath in five minutes and went to bed.
He lowered his eyelashes, covering his sight that was so cold and sharp that it seemed like it could hurt someone.
I went to the toilet and washed my face, then opened the door and went downstairs in a daze wearing slippers.
"Chu Yu." The man's voice turned cold. He called Chu Yu's name, which was enough to show how angry the other party was.
But the slender and tall figure did not stop because of his voice, but continued walking and had already stepped onto the stairs.
But Chu Ye is very busy, so he probably won't always pay attention to whether she will come home.
When he got home, it was already dark, and Chu Yu remembered what he had forgotten.
Xia Jinghuai quickly lowered his eyelashes again. His eyelashes were long and thick, but not curled up. The drooping look revealed an indescribable gloom.
Leaving these words in a hurry, the woman couldn't wait to turn around and leave. She even almost twisted her foot because she walked too fast.
"Young Master, didn't you have lunch this afternoon?"
"Mom, you are so noisy."
She was actually afraid of her biological son.
I slept until midnight and was woken up by hunger again.
The low tone contained a hidden threat.
The crisp slaps were particularly loud in the silent ward.
——
terrible.
But Chu Yu didn't notice the man's looming danger and aggression at all.
The red-white light shone on the young man's body, coating her already cold-white skin with a layer of white light, like a transparent and fragile butterfly.
However, the coldness between his brows and eyes deepened, and he looked at the other person indifferently.
"Let me tell you, don't think you can control me. Don't you know how much you weigh? Do you think you can ride on my head by using my father's name?"