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"Finished?"

In the black car with the window open, Du Jin rested one hand on the steering wheel, his face was very calm, and he tapped the edge of the ashtray with his finger bones holding cigarettes, and slightly raised his eyes to look at Du Hang who was limping into the car.

He continued with no emotion in his voice, "According to what you said, someone met you."

Du Jin lowered his eyes, put out the scarlet cigarette butt, and said lightly: "Don't read it in the future."

Du Hang sat on the co-pilot and didn't speak. His bruised lips moved, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "En."

The inside of the car was very quiet, except for the swaying of the front suspension of the car by the cold wind outside, the bright sunlight split along the car windows, and the shadows falling on people's faces flickered.

After a while, Du Jin sighed imperceptibly. He looked at Du Hang, whom he loved since childhood, and said in a low voice, "Uncomfortable?"

As the youngest son of the Du family, Du Hang was used to lawlessness and arrogance. He had never begged for anything so humble, even if he was limping after being beaten, he still begged him with red eyes.

Du Hang was very quiet. He looked at the pendant shaking slightly in a trance, and remembered Wu Chu who was sitting on the bench just now, wearing a thick black hooded sweater, looking up at the peddler selling pigeon feed at the fountain in the distance, Those eyes, which were as beautiful and clean as wild animals, were translucent and pure.

His figure looked thinner, with serious concentration in his brows and eyes.

That's because he was waiting for his lover.

At that time, Du Hang was sitting on the bench, looking at Wu Chu.I really want to ask, if he had been treating him well and not getting angry because of his stubborn temper when they first met, would there be a little possibility between them?

He will go to warn those people in the circle to keep their mouths clean, will accompany Wu Chu in the hotel for the annual winter break, will fly abroad to watch Wu Chu's games, and will accompany Wu Chu to face those fuckers things.

Is there any chance between them?

Could it be Du Hang who got Wu Chu's focused gaze now?

Those words came to my mind over and over again, but I couldn't ask them no matter what.

Du Hang, who was on the co-pilot, leaned back, and said with red eyes: "It's uncomfortable."

He turned his head to look at Du Jin, raised his hand and wiped his eyes indiscriminately and murmured: "Brother, I feel bad..."

He made an agreement with Du Jin, only to see Wu Chu for the last time, and there will be nothing after seeing Wu Chu.

Du Jin looked at Du Hang, whose lips were bruised and purple, and who lowered his head and wiped his eyes indiscriminately, somehow reminded him of the Du Hang who sat on a chair and wailed at him when he was a child, saying that he didn't have a puppy.

When I was a child, I cried so hard that I was almost discouraged, and I clung to the only photo of the puppy, but when I grew up, I didn't even dare to say a word of liking.

Du Jin was silent for a while, and after a long while, he sighed a little: "It's useless to be uncomfortable."

His younger brother is just a silly white sweet, not to mention that Wu Chuxi doesn't like it, Yin Jin, the eldest son of Yin, who is guarding him, can rub his silly white sweet brother's IQ on the ground with just a few words.

Not to mention robbing people.

If he persisted and followed Wu Chu like this, his silly Baitian brother would not only be limping, but he might wake up one day without arms and legs.

But Du Hang cried more and more fiercely, Du Jin had a headache, took a few pieces of paper from the tissue box, threw them to him and said, "Don't cry."

"Isn't Chuchu still with you?"

Ever since that dog got lost, Du Hang has never dared to keep a dog, but this time he is still stubborn. He doesn't want a dog of any good breed. On a rainy day, he walked with that wet little dog for half an hour. , and then squatted next to the trash poke and stared at the dog.

After the trembling little dog couldn't stand it anymore and his eyelids fell into a deep sleep, Du Hang carefully wrapped the dog in a coat and took it to the pet hospital.

But when Du Hang heard it, he was even more sad and choked up: "Wu Chu doesn't seem to like the name of this dog very much."

Du Jin: "..."

He deserved to be able to do this after knowing people for so many years.

He shut up, closed the car window, started the car and drove to Du's house without raising his eyelids.

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At the bench, Yin Jin walked up to Wu Chu with the pigeon feed he had bought, and said softly, "I saw your friend coming over just now, so I waited there for a while."

Wu Chu frowned, looked unhappy and emphasized: "He is not my friend."

Yin Jin sat on the bench, raised his eyes and said, "Last time I saw you wearing his coat, I thought you two had a good relationship."

It took a long time for Wu Chu to pull out from his memory the day Yin Jin said was the day he escaped from Wu's private hospital and drove with Du Hang to smash Shen Qiuze's car.

Before he could speak, Yin Jin seemed to say casually: "What did you talk about just now?"

The man's voice sounded normal, as if there was nothing unusual, but the obscure possessiveness in the depths of his eyes became faintly stronger.

He knew that this man named Du Hang had different thoughts about Wu Chubao.

From the time when Du Hang came to the rental house drunk and knocked on the door, and when he saw him in a wheelchair open the door, and his expression suddenly changed, Yin Jin knew that this person had deep hostility towards him.

That kind of hostility is the result of male instinctive possessiveness.

Even though Wu Chu didn't care at all, those coveting eyes still existed.

Wu Chu's face became unhappy, even a little cold, and he repeated: "Ask me what I told him?"

Yin Jin nodded and said, "If it's inconvenient, you don't need to say it..."

Before he could speak, Yin Jin heard Wu Chu sneer and say, "He called me a dog."

Yin Jin, who thought he would face a confession from his love rival: "..."

His expression was a little complicated, and he said tentatively, "He came here just to scold you?"

Wu Churu faced the enemy and said: "Yes, he was beaten like that by his brother, and he still came to call me a dog."

"A lot of things were done before, and in the end, it was just to call me a dog."

The more he talked, the angrier Wu Chu became. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I should have..."

Yin Jin put the pigeon feed in his palm, hooked his palm with his fingertips, then raised his eyes and said naturally: "What should be done then?"

Wu Chu curled his fingers subconsciously, his eyes were not so fierce, and he whispered: "At that time, he should be educated..."

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and coaxed with a smile in his eyes: "We don't care about that kind of people."

For the first time, he thanked that there are people with such emotional intelligence in the world, after all, such people have become his rivals in love.

It's no wonder that after knowing Wu Chu for so many years, he obviously liked Wu Chu so much that his eyes were fixed on Wu Chu, and he could still watch Wu Chu take care of Shen Qiuze. In the end, he wanted to vent his anger on Shen Qiuze in anger and anxiety, but Wu Chu beat.

Wu Chu sprinkled the feed for the pigeons in his palm on the ground, and soon a group of pigeons flapped their wings and fell on the ground, pecking at the feed bit by bit.

Occasionally, the crowded flock of pigeons still rubbed against Wu Chu's trousers, making him slightly stiff.

Yin Jin raised his hand, stroked the back of his neck with his fingertips naturally, and whispered with a smile in his eyes: "Look, haven't they come over?"

"They're not afraid of you either."

So those bullshit remarks brought by kemu are all fake. How can someone be born with kemu and be hated by animals?

If there is, it will not be his Wu Chu.

At the back, Wu Chu became addicted to feeding, and seriously spread the pigeon feed all over the floor, causing more than half of the pigeons in the park to be fed up, and only the benches were empty, and the rest were crowded Pigeon.

When the package of pigeon feed was gone, Wu Chu was still unsatisfied, staring at him with piercing eyes and said, "Can you take me to feed the cat next time?"

He believed that Yin Jin was able to welcome so many pigeons because of his good relationship with animals. Otherwise, why would he only get pigeon droppings when feeding pigeons abroad?

Yin Jin, who is also not very attractive, said: "..."

He was able to coax the black cat to be more obedient in the rental house before, because he fed the black cat several times when he went downstairs to throw out the trash, so that he could pretend to have a good relationship with the black cat in front of Wu Chu.

But facing Wu Chu's bright eyes, Yin Jin said calmly, "Okay, next time I'll feed the cat."

What is this thing called?

Catnip or catnip?

Forget it, go back and check again.

Yin Jin rubbed the back of Wu Chu's neck a few times, thinking quietly.

Wu Chu, who was rubbing the back of his neck, also stretched out his hand to rub the back of his neck, thought for a while and asked, "Is it itchy?"

After recovering, Yin Jin raised his eyes, and Wu Chu tentatively rubbed the back of his neck again, just like scratching a cat. He paused slightly and said, "It doesn't itch, what's wrong?"

Wu Chu's ears were a little red, and he mumbled: "Look, look for sensitive areas..."

It is said in the book that if you want to be good at technology, you must be good at discovering your partner's sensitive areas, and making good use of your partner's sensitive areas can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

He could remember every single word.

Thinking about it, Wu Chu unconsciously scratched the back of Yin Jin's neck again, but he couldn't feel the feeling of Yin Jin on the back of his neck, as if the scalp was connected to the heart, and there was a slight numbness.

Yin Jin's eyes darkened, he chewed the words "sensitive zone" over and over again, and then said in a hoarse voice, "You may have to find this one slowly."

He relaxed slightly, with his hands crossed in front of his stomach, with a lazy smile on his brows and eyes, his long legs resting on the other long leg, revealing an ankle in black socks, his leather shoes were shiny, and he said no more Unclear and lazy temperament.

He turned his head to Wu Churuo and said nonchalantly: "I said practice before, how is the practice now?"

"Can I check it?"

Wu Chu moved his throat subconsciously and said, "Yes, yes."

Yin Jin smiled, and he slowly put Wu Chu's wide coat hat on Wu Chu, then pulled the brim of the hat completely to cover Wu Chu tightly, and then leaned over and kissed him.

The bench is located in a remote location, a distance away from the fountain. Under the winter sun, a few snow-white pigeons fluttered their wings and dropped a few snow-white feathers after pecking.

The man in the windbreaker leaned over slightly, holding the brim of the boy's sweater with one hand, and resting his cold fingers on the black sweater, black and white were distinct, with a bit of tenderness.

A few minutes later, Yin Jin rubbed Wu Chu's red ears with his fingertips. With a little smile in his eyes, he pretended to ponder for a while and said, "You're not good at practice."

"Let's go back and practice again?"

Wu Chu's eyes widened when he heard the word no, like a cat whose hair has exploded.