My Star [Campus]

Chapter 45 Kyoto

Li Xingyu really didn't expect such a coincidence that he saw his childhood neighbor on this flight.

Yu Pingting smiled, "It's really you, I didn't dare to admit it just now, I just wanted to ask you because my friend next to you called you."

She glanced at Li Xingyu's eyebrows and sighed, "You and Uncle Li are quite similar, no wonder I feel familiar when I see you."

After more than ten years, the original Yuxue cute pink dumpling has grown up into the boy with a cold expression and exquisite eyebrows, only vaguely familiar.

Li Xingyu's eyes and eyebrows are very similar to his father's.

When the words "Uncle Li" appeared in Yu Pingting's mouth, Li Xingyu's body tensed up, and he grabbed Yan Feicheng's hand subconsciously.

Yan Feicheng remained silent, and only moved his fingers, stuffing them into Li Xingyu's, and tightened his hands to comfort him silently.

Li Xingyu forced a smile, "Really..."

Yu Pingting seemed to realize that she said something she shouldn't have said, so she quickly changed the subject, "You should be in high school now, right?"

Li Xingyu said, "Well, sophomore year. I will go to Kyoto with my friends during the winter vacation."

Yan Feicheng turned his head and looked at Yu Pingting, and smiled politely.

Yu Pingting's eyes turned on Yan Feicheng, and she had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't say anything, she just brushed the scattered dark chestnut wavy hair behind her ears, and smiled generously, "I'm in the Jingdu family. The company works, and Xingyu can come to me if there is anything to do."

Li Xingyu smiled politely, "Thank you, Sister Tingting."

The two were just playmates in a few short years of childhood. Later, Yu's family moved to Kyoto because of Yu's father's job transfer. In the first two years, they wrote some letters intermittently. Later, something happened to their family, and the correspondence was interrupted. There was no contact after that.

It was beyond Li Xingyu's expectation that Yu Pingting could recognize him.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries before ending the conversation. When Li Xingyu turned around, he subconsciously touched his face with his hand.

He and his father...

Is it similar?

Yan Feicheng saw that Li Xingyu was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed. When a stewardess passed by, he asked someone to ask for a blanket, and covered Li Xingyu with the blanket lightly.

After covering the blanket, he held Li Xingyu's hand again, silently supporting her.



At first Li Xingyu just wanted to close his eyes and be quiet, but his hands were held by Yan Feicheng, his body was covered with a warm blanket, and his head was resting on Yan Feicheng's shoulder, and he fell asleep without knowing it.

Yan Feicheng was also a little sleepy, and slept head to head with Li Xingyu.

The appearance of two handsome boys kissing and sleeping peacefully together head to shoulder touching shoulders is really seductive. Even the flight attendants passing by couldn't help but lighten their steps and couldn't help but look at the two of them more. Eye.

When Li Xingyu woke up, Yan Feicheng was reading a book, felt the movement of the boy on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Li Xingyu was still a little confused, and hummed a protracted single note from his nasal cavity.

Yan Feicheng's palm was empty in front of his eyes, and through the thin eyelids, he could feel the warmth of Yan Feicheng's palm.

"It's almost there, it's a little bright, you should open your eyes first." Yan Feicheng said in a low voice.

Li Xingyu stretched out his hand from the blanket, grabbed Yan Feicheng's wrist, and smiled softly.

He blinked, and his slender eyelashes gently swept across Yan Feicheng's palm, bringing a faint itch.

Yan Feicheng moved his fingers unconsciously in the air, exhaled silently, and retracted his hand.

"It's coming soon."

Li Xingyu nodded, took out a bottle of water from his bag and drank a couple of sips.

"Xing Xing, I want to drink too." Yan Feicheng leaned over and smiled lightly.

Li Xingyu glanced at him, then looked around again, and found that the people around him were sleeping, playing with their mobile phones, playing with their mobile phones and reading books, all doing their own things, and no one paid attention to them.

He raised his head and took another sip of water, grabbed Yan Feicheng's sweater collar and kissed it.

The cold water slid into Yan Feicheng's mouth and then down his throat.

Taking a sip of water, Yan Feicheng felt that he was even thirstier.

But Li Xingyu had already stepped back with his eyes bent, and he couldn't pull him over to kiss him, so Yan Feicheng could only pretend to give Li Xingyu a fierce look, but his eyes were full of smiles.



Secretary Zheng is the secretary of the president and chairman of the Yan Group. He is highly valued by the president, the kind who has a high salary but works a lot of overtime.

His boss, Yan Feisong, is the son of Yan's eldest son. He is the indifferent, ruthless and unfeminine domineering president that comes standard in romance novels. He works all day long and has no nightlife at all.

Secretary Zheng thought that today was the same as going home to sleep with his girlfriend after working overtime. Unexpectedly, the president came out of his office before the end of get off work at 05:30.

It was still the same suit and leather shoes, but the expression on his face was not serious, but with a relaxed smile.

Secretary Zheng was shocked, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and asked quickly, "Mr. Yan, do you want to go out?"

Could it be a date?

The president said to him with a rare kindness, "Xiao Zheng, take me to the airport."

Secretary Zheng quickly handed over the work to the second secretary, and went to the parking lot with the president.

Seeing President Yan's relaxed expression, he boldly asked, "President Yan, you look very happy, what's the matter?"

Yan Feisong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "So obvious?" Before Secretary Zheng could answer, he said on his own, "My brother has come to the capital. He didn't tell me earlier, he went to the capital." The plane just sent me a message. He still has his partner with him, which really caught me off guard...Xiao Zheng, I remember that I have a 'Green Field' membership card?"

Secretary Zheng hurriedly said, "Yes, you haven't used it yet. Mr. Wang from Green Field Restaurant said that there is a box reserved just for you."

Yan Feisong responded, and he also remembered that it was just a confirmation now.

Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, he was in a good mood, "Xiao Zheng, after you send us to the green field, you can go home and get off work early to spend time with your girlfriend."

Secretary Zheng's heart skipped a beat, "Then Mr. Yan, how do you go back?"

"I can just drive myself." Yan Feisong was in high spirits, and he was in the mood to joke, "Don't worry, I can still drive, and I won't drive the car into a ditch."

Secretary Zheng smiled cooperatively, and joked a few more times, glanced at the never-fading smile on Yan Feisong's face in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but marvel.

He just heard about the second young master of the Yan family. He heard that the second young master went to Z province to study on his own a long time ago. Math competition.

Coincidentally, he had heard of Yan Ershao countless times, but he had never met Yan Ershao by coincidence.

I heard that he was a handsome boy who was roughly similar to Mr. Yan, but obviously loved to smile a lot, and his smile was particularly contagious.

Before meeting Yan Ershao, Secretary Zheng was still thinking about what it would be like for a boy who was seven or eight points similar to Mr. Yan when he laughed, and how it was called appeal.

When he saw the two boys walking towards him, Secretary Zheng thought that he probably understood.

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