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The person on the other end of the phone fell silent, and suddenly said hoarsely: "Who were you with once?"

"Chu E?"

Downstairs in the dark, Shen Qiuze next to the black car had calm eyes. He looked up at the dark floor with no emotion on his face, but his fingers holding the phone turned white.

Although the voice of the man on the other end of Wu Chu's call was a bit vague and unreal, the content was actually poured into his ears.

"The quality of the one I bought for you is not very good."

"Change to the white one I bought for you."

---It means that the person on the other end of the phone bought a lot of things for Wu Chu?

Wu Chu on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and did not speak. Shen Qiuze, who was standing downstairs, lowered his eyes and said in a lower voice, "Why didn't you speak?"

Is it because you can't mention Chu E in front of him?

Shen Qiuze's brows and eyes were gloomy, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his lips. In the deep night, his pitch-black pupils seemed to be filled with ink, unable to reveal a trace of light.

Those obscure and dark thoughts in his heart were like silk vines entwining his twisted soul. He stood there quietly, thinking almost cruelly, that Wu Chu should not be let go.

It doesn't matter if it's a collection, or if it loses its sharpness or soul.

At least staying by his side obediently won't cause those disgusting people and things to disgust him.

Under the dim street lights, Shen Qiuze, who had gloomy eyebrows and eyes, had a low aura all over his body, and the shadows were divided into light and dark, as if large swathes of dark gloom were obliquely pressing down on him, making it impossible to move.

The other end of the phone was quiet, and Shen Qiuze, who was gloomy, heard Wu Chu on the other end of the phone: "Do you know Chu E?"

Shen Qiuze's finger bones turned white while holding the phone, and his voice was still calm: "Can't you know?"

Can't you know that you grew up together when you were young, and have a deep bond?

Can't you know that it's because you have protected him since you were a child that you have so much pity for yourself?

An almost resentment-like emotion recalled that day when Chu E smiled in front of him, said those words slowly and became clear, but in the next second, Wu Chu on the other end of the phone seemed to frown and said: " Do you know what he does?"

"He's mentally ill, stay away from him."

The gloomy Shen Qiuze was stunned: "...?"

Wu Chu put his head in the hat, frowned and said in a voice, "Don't talk to him, it's best to run away when you see him."

"Run as far as you can."

Chu E has a deep mind, and has always been good at playing with people's hearts, as if God deprived him of his healthy body, but gave him seven or eight brains.

If Du Hang's brain is [-]% new and unused, then Chu E is definitely using his brain to the extreme, and his deliberation is so creepy that even ten Du Hang can't match half of Chu E.

Shen Qiuze was stunned, his throat moved, he grabbed the phone tightly and lowered his eyes and said, "He told me..."

"What did he tell you?"

The dark and premeditated encounter stuck in Shen Qiuze's throat, as if he didn't want the person on the other end of the phone to know that the entire encounter was premeditated, so he lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't say anything."

Wu Chu on the bench bent his back, propped his elbows on his knees, and said silently, "Did he come to look for you?"

It will always be like this.

As long as there are people who are close to him around him, Chu E will use various means to forcibly separate them.

Yin Jin on the bench turned his head to look at Wu Chu, who had a slightly cold brow and eyes. The boy's thin lips pursed slightly, as if he was extra vigilant about something, and suddenly remembered that evening, when he said lightly to him by the sink I didn't have any playmates when I was young.

Yin Jin paused for a moment in the movements of his hands, but didn't speak, and only turned his head to look at Wu Chu.

Wu Chu stared at the slow-paced pigeon on the ground, and he heard the voice of the person on the other end of the phone whisper: "He didn't come to look for me."

Wu Chu intuitively told him that Shen Qiuze was lying.

He didn't like that Shen Qiuze lied to him again and again.

Wu Chu pursed his lips and said forcefully, "Tell me if you have anything."

"And remember what I said, stay away from him when you see him."

"It's not a day or two since he's mentally ill."

Shen Qiuze's throat twitched under the street lights beside the dim residential building, and his gloomy eyebrows and eyes softened a bit.

Shen Qiuze remained silent, the phrase "what's your relationship with him" stuck in his throat, and he never asked.

It doesn't seem to matter what the relationship is.

That unruly boy seemed to have given him the greatest pampering from beginning to end.

The irritability and anxiety that had been hidden all along seemed to be calmed down inexplicably at this time, and Wu Chu on the other end of the phone would still patiently accompany him, frowning and telling him that he would not pay attention to those who appeared in front of him inside.

He is still the same Wu Chu from before.

As if a tight string suddenly relaxed, Shen Qiuze looked up at the crescent moon hanging in the sky and said, "Okay."

Sitting still on the bench in country Y, the fountain rose and fell suddenly in the cool night wind, and the pigeons fluttering under the street lamps slowly dropped a few feathers, while Yin Jin watched Wu Chu talking to the other end of the phone. The man said something in a low voice.

This phone call lasted only ten minutes, which was not that long compared to those young couples who spent hours on the phone.

But in these ten minutes, Yin Jin knew that the person opposite had a bad stomach and always forgot to finish his meal, and also knew that the person opposite always couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night.

Those pretentious habits were clearly remembered by Wu Chu, and even this boy, who was extremely perfunctory when eating by himself, just opened his mouth and talked about the food that the opposite person liked.

It was something he had never seen before.

The man with downcast eyes and fingers twirling the string of Wu Chu's hat thought indifferently, there are always some people in the world who stepped on shit luck.

For example, the little white flower on the opposite side.

He has to accept it calmly.

After holding back for more than ten minutes, watching Wu Chu hang up the phone, Yin Jin said nonchalantly, "Didn't you break up?"

Wu Chu put the mobile phone in his pocket, nodded and said, "Yes, it's divided."

Yin Jin stared at him and said, "You guys still call every day after we're divided?"

"Ten more minutes?"

Wu Chu thought for a while, then said blankly, "Can't you fight?"

Anyway, in the end, either he forgives Shen Qiuze or Shen Qiuze forgives him, it's just a matter of time.

Yin Jin pondered for a while, and then said to Wu Chu in front of him: "I heard from them that after breaking up, they usually stay away from each other forever."

"A qualified ex should be as quiet as a dead man."

"Oh, I didn't mean you, I meant him."

The man in the light brown windbreaker spoke at a leisurely pace, and continued to smile in a low voice: "You may not be able to do this."

Wu Chu thought for a while and said stubbornly, "I think it's okay."

fuck it.

Yin Jin took a deep breath, pressed his brows with some headaches and said, "Where do you live?"

Wu Chu leaned on the bench and casually reported the address of the hotel, when the man got up and said, "Take me with you."

Wu Chu raised his head in surprise and said, "Are you coming with me?"

Yin Jin said calmly as he walked, "Have a headache, go back to sleep."

Wu Chu got up and strode to catch up with the man, frowning: "No...you live with me..."

The man said without rushing, "The company reimburses the room fee."

"No...you shouldn't choose a convenient..."

Wu Chu's words were interrupted, and the man in a loose windbreaker calmly said, "It turns out that the hotel bed collapsed, the water stopped, and the air conditioner broke. Choose which reason is more reasonable."

Wu Chu: "..."

---

The study of the Chu family's old house.

There were a large number of messy documents scattered on the desk, and Chu E's face was gloomy. He stared at a few clear-pixel photos on the desk, and the haze in his pale green eyes was frightening.

In the few photos scattered on the desktop, a boy in a black coat is sitting on a bench, and a man in a light brown windbreaker next to him is very close, with a cigarette in his mouth, slightly bowing his head from the boy's hand By means of fire.

When I glanced at several photos, due to the angle, it even looked like a pair of intimate lovers kissing, and a few white pigeons flapped their wings and passed by. Both of them were tall and straight, looking As beautiful as a painting.

Chu E's chest heaved a few times, clutching those photos tightly, his eyes were terrifyingly dark, and even angry flush appeared on his pale cheeks.

Again.

always like this.

Those annoying little bugs would always appear around Wu Chu, one after another came.

Just because he doesn't have a healthy body, the dirty little bugs always take advantage of it.

Chu E's expression twisted, like a cold doll moving, he watched the photo crease deeply in his hands, and tore the photo in half coldly.

Half of them are Wu Chu sitting on the bench.

The other half is a man in a light brown trench coat looking down as if to kiss someone.

Chu E pressed the metal lighter, and the redness on his pale face receded for a moment. He put the other half of the photo of the man in the light brown windbreaker on the dancing tongues of flames expressionlessly, and watched the photos suddenly curl up and be swallowed by the flames. Bit by bit it turned into ashes.

Next, there was a steady stream of ripping of photos in the silent study room. Chu E tore each photo in half with a gloomy expression, and put the half of the photo without Wu Chu on the tongue of fire to burn. With photos turned to ashes.

Ten minutes later, Chu E's expression calmed down. He stared at the scattered photos of Wu Chu on the desktop, stroked Wu Chu in the photo with his pale fingertips, and murmured to himself in a low voice. : "Why do you want to be like this bro?"

Why go where he can't see it?

Why are you so close to other people?

Can't just look at him, can't it be the same as before?

What kind of family, friends, and dreams should be selected by him, Chu E, before they can enter Wu Chu's life.

Otherwise, what should I do if some dirty things got in and confused Wu Chu?

Chu E put away the photos on the table one by one with lowered eyes, carefully trimmed away the torn frizzy cracks, and rubbed Wu Chu's photos with cold fingertips.

There was a frighteningly possessive desire in his eyes.