After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

In the restaurant, the atmosphere was surprisingly quiet.

Only the maids who filed in were serving the dishes steadily.

The man and the boy sitting on both sides of the dining table didn't say a word, and they picked up the tableware and began to eat when the food was ready.

Tonight's meal is still rich.

Of course, what was placed in front of Shi Yu was the dishes carefully prepared by the nutritionist, which looked like a bird at first glance.

The soup was still warm in the kitchen, and the fire was simmering slowly, and the faint smell of medicine could be faintly smelled.

Shi Yu, who had no appetite in the first place, looked even more weary.

He picked and ate two pieces of chicken, but didn't taste any flavor. He paused, then put down his chopsticks in annoyance, and said in the surprisingly quiet restaurant, "I'm done."

This was the first time he put down his chopsticks before Sheng Xuan finished eating.

The Sheng family has strict rules, and the juniors are not allowed to put down their chopsticks before the elders leave the table.

Many big families with deep heritage have such a tradition.

Although Shi Yu is an arrogant and indulgent person who is not afraid of anything, he usually behaves very well in front of Sheng Xuan.

This kind of rule made the butler forget his changeable temper for a while.

You can be very obedient, and of course you can be very rebellious.

His mind went blank for a moment, and the smile on the butler's face froze. It took him a long time to react, and he asked in a panic, "This...young master, is it because the food doesn't suit your taste...?"

In the middle of speaking, he uncontrollably glanced at the man across the table.

The man sitting on the chair has a calm expression, indifferent eyebrows, smooth movements, and elegant upbringing in his bones. His long fingers holding a knife and fork are well-articulated. He cuts a piece of beef thinly and eats it slowly.

It seems to be unaware of everything happening outside.

It's chillingly cold.

But only the housekeeper who has been with him for decades can tell that Sheng Xuan's movements have slowed down.

Sweat dripped from his temples. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the side of his face. He stared nervously at the sick young boy in front of him, and coaxed softly, "If you don't want to eat this, don't eat it. Young master, what do you want to eat? Uncle Nian asks the kitchen to cook it for you again, okay?"

Shi Yu looked up at him, paused, and whispered, "I'm not hungry."

"If you're not hungry, let's drink some soup to pad our stomachs. We won't drink medicinal soup today. How about stewing some chicken soup for the young master?" the housekeeper asked.

Shi Yu shook his head sullenly, but still didn't agree.

Just when the butler was racking his brains to think of other ways to persuade people, he suddenly raised his head, looked directly at the man across from him, and said in a voice that could be heard by everyone in the restaurant: "...Uncle, I I want to live on campus."

As soon as the words fell, the restaurant suddenly fell into a dead silence that could not even be heard with the sound of breathing.

The butler was completely dumbfounded.

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Sheng Xuan.

The man, who was always calm, paused when he was cutting the steak, and then slowly raised his head.

His eyes were very cold, thick black eyes, as if smudged with thick ink, staring at the young boy opposite him coldly and scrutinizingly, with an obvious warning in his expression.

But Shi Yu didn't seem to feel anything, and after saying this, he lowered his eyes lazily, his narrow and beautiful eyes were slightly raised, and there was still a touch of moist red at the tip of the tail.

In the silent stalemate, it was Sheng Xuan who spoke first.

With a cold voice, he said lightly, "Eat."

Eyelashes fluttered, Shi Yu didn't listen, just lowered his head, and said softly and clearly: "I want to live in school."

His expression suddenly became colder, lowered his voice, and Sheng Xuan repeated in a deep voice: "——Eat."

His tone was forceful and forceful, with a bit of an order from a superior, and no one could resist in the slightest.

Shi Yu was silent.

His lips were pursed, his black and soft black hair was wrapped around his snow-white neck, the ends of his eyes were drooping, and his slender eyelashes trembled, as if he was a little at a loss.

Although the butler felt distressed, he was really relieved.

Just when he wiped his sweat and thought that the matter had finally calmed down, the boy in front of him suddenly stood up.

Then the chair slid back sharply, with a clear and piercing muffled sound.

He lowered his head and strode out of the restaurant without saying a word.

The slender body was stretched straight, and the slender fingers were clenched into fists, hanging down by the side.

Sheng Xuan's eyes sank, and the phalanx holding the knife and fork turned white: "—Yan Shiyu."

The young man didn't turn his head back, he walked very fast, his smooth black hair fell on the back of his clean and slender neck, he stepped on the stairs upstairs, deliberately making loud noises.

He walked aggressively.

On the contrary, the restaurant is quiet.

A group of people looked at their noses, noses, and hearts, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and sneak in to minimize their presence.

...How did a good night turn into this?

Even the young uncle with the biggest face lowered his head in fear, only dared to take a sneak peek at Sheng Xuan's face from the corner of his eye.

Seeing this, his scalp went numb.

On the other side of the dining table, the light is bright.

The pale and handsome man is sitting gracefully, expressionless.

——Those dark and deep phoenix eyes were terrifyingly dark, like a deep pool with an undercurrent.

All peace is about to be torn apart.

The author has something to say:

Sheng Xuan: — live in school?bring it to you.

Yuyuzi: Huh, let me Kangkang whose little hand hasn't ordered the collection (secretly peeping

See you tomorrow, my dear friends~

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