I'm tired of love

Next, in addition to exercising and studying every day, Fang Jiyun will also watch some videos about music, because he likes to sing and dance since he was a child, and singing when he is tired will make him feel much happier physically and mentally.

That evening, Murong Shaoxuan had been out for several days, Fang Jiyun watched a dance by Luo Zhixiang, and he regained his energy.

Play the music, watch the video, and dance along.

A slow motion with the left hand and a moonwalk with the right foot, Fang Jiyun imitated it really well.

After dancing for more than ten minutes, he was already sweating profusely, but he didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he became more energetic and the difficulty increased.

Fang Jiyun was so devoted to dancing that Fang Jiyun didn't notice that Murong Shaoxuan was back.

Murong Shaoxuan hurried back, and before he had time to take a bath and change clothes, he came to Fang Jiyun's room.I knocked on the door twice, but there was no response. I just listened to the sound of music coming from inside, feeling full of high.

Gently pushing open the door, Murong Shaoxuan was attracted by the scene in front of him.

Fang Jiyun, who was wearing a big T-shirt, was doing a cool hip-hop dance, his hair was wet with sweat.

The smile on Fang Jiyun's face was something Murong Shaoxuan had never seen before. The kind of joy from the heart moved Murong Shaoxuan.

Because he remembered that although Fang Jiyun usually smiled, he was full of sadness everywhere. Murong Shaoxuan was staring at him now, unable to move his eyes away.

When the song ended and the sound of the music became quieter, Murong Shaoxuan couldn't help clapping his hands.

Fang Jiyun was startled by the sound, his body that had just stopped turned around quickly, and saw Murong Shaoxuan who was slowly walking from the door of the room.

"You're back?" Fang Jiyun's expression was a little stiff, avoiding Murong Shaoxuan's gaze, his cheeks became hot.

Fang Jiyun felt a little uncomfortable when Murong Shaoxuan saw him like this.

Murong Shaoxuan walked up to Fang Jiyun with a smile on his face. Seeing Fang Jiyun panting and awkward, Murong Shaoxuan took out a handkerchief from his arms.

When Fang Jiyun was caught off guard, Murong Shaoxuan's handkerchief had already wiped his forehead.

Gently, softly, wiped away the thin layer of sweat on Fang Jiyun's forehead.

Fang Jiyun froze, staring at the man in front of him who was a head taller than him.

For a moment, Fang Jiyun seemed to see a round of warm sun, and the soft face in front of him exuded an extremely moving aura.

"I didn't expect you to be so talented in dancing. Have you ever thought about applying for an art school? I can hire a teacher for you." Murong Shaoxuan said after brushing a few times.

Such warmth, such thoughtfulness, the moment Murong Shaoxuan finished speaking, Fang Jiyun suddenly saw his brother's face on Murong Shaoxuan's face!

The former brother was also so good.

Fang Jiyun was startled suddenly, took a step back, turned off the music, picked up the towel on the chair beside him, and said, "I'm just a hobby, no need to bother me! Well, I'm going to take a shower." rushed to the bathroom.

Murong Shaoxuan's hand was still in the air, and the handkerchief slipped off.

He withdrew his hand slightly embarrassed.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Fang Jiyun leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to the scene just now, Fang Jiyun was very troubled.

Can you not be so nice to me, can you make me forget that feeling!

Fang Jiyun's heart is actually very soft, he really can't bear this kind of warm care, he is afraid that he will fall for love, and he is even more afraid of the cruel hurt after the passion.

After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, Fang Jiyun opened his eyes, turned on the cold water, and rushed hard.

He must calm down, he must not repeat the same painful experience again!Men are all the same. After getting you, they will become another person!

After making up his mind, Fang Jiyun decided to make it clear to Murong Shaoxuan, hoping that he would not have any illusions about him.

However, he didn't expect that when he came out of the bathroom, Murong Shaoxuan was no longer in his room. In the huge antique bedroom, there was only the handkerchief that wiped Fang Jiyun's sweat just now on the floor.

Picking up the handkerchief and staring at it, it was embroidered with the pattern of a corpse cat, very delicate.

Looking at the handkerchief in a daze, Fang Jiyun felt mixed feelings again.

How should I repay such kindness.