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"Do you know why he is called Xi Zhao?" Xi Yue asked with a lollipop in his mouth.

Xia Zhizhu looked away from studying the flavor of the lollipop in his hand, looked at him and shook his head.

Xi Yue spread ten fingers in a serious manner: "Because before my brother was born, a nest of magpies moved in front of our house, and on the day of his birth, the continuous rainstorm in Jiangcheng ended, and with his crying, the sky was filled with sunshine—all the family members It's a good omen, homophonic stalk, you understand?"

Rhinoceros photo describes a person's unique vision and insight into the truth of things.

Sunset refers to the light when the sun goes down.

A sign of happiness, a sign of happiness.

There are so many homophonic stalks, but it turned out to be the most boring one.

Xi Yue laughed and lay on the sofa in the lounge with his arms pillowed: "Of course, my brother doesn't like any of them. I've always suspected that he hates the evening sky, and a large part of the reason is because he doesn't like his own name." .”

Like this.Xia Zhizhu thought, he thinks the word "Xi" is very special, and the word "Zhao" is also very pleasant, but the latter is obviously better, because "Xi Yue" sounds very ordinary.

Xi Yue: "Although you didn't say anything, I always feel that you are thinking about something dangerous."

Xia Zhizhu also put the sugar in his mouth: "No."

After arranging his brother's nonsense, Xi Yue snorted: "Then are you still afraid of him?"

In fact, I wasn't afraid at all, but Xia Zhizhu still shook his head and replied obediently: "I'm not afraid anymore."

Xi Yue was amused by him, and suddenly became interested, biting a few bites of candy and asking vaguely: "Ruan, Tang, how did you get your name?"

how come?

He followed Ruan Mi, whose surname was Ruan, and was almost sunk in a small pond after he was born.

"..." Xi Yue opened his mouth blankly: "Really, really?"

Xia Zhizhu imitated his example and crushed the lychee-flavored fruit candy, stood up and put the plastic stick into the crystal ashtray, and replied perfunctorily: "Of course it's fake, fake."

Facing the speechless and complicated eyes of his peers, Xia Zhizhu said slowly, "I didn't ask, maybe my mother likes small ponds."

Xi Yue looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "You can still joke, it seems that you are not too nervous."

Xia Zhizhu blinked silently.

Xi Yue pulled the big earphones hanging half above the pinna to his neck, stood up with a smile and walked to the boy's side, slightly bent his arms: "Let's go, male partner?"

Xia Zhizhu, who was dressed in a white embroidered suit, gave a faint "hmm", and at the moment when he raised his hand to hold his male partner's arm, Xi Yue, who came back from the wicked prank, turned his body and smiled to avoid: "Come on, I was terrified of being beaten."

Today is the charity auction party held by the well-known Cheng family in Jiangcheng after half a year. For the participants, charity is just a gimmick, and socializing is the purpose. Most of them are elites from all walks of life squeeze their heads out to get acquainted with each other.

Xi Yue had some friendship with the young master of the Cheng family, and after taking the invitation letter, he changed hands and invited him to go with his "closest family member" Xia Zhizhu in Xingyan.

Hmm...you mean his brother Xi Zhao?Xi Yue is called Sean in Xingyan, and his surname is X. It has nothing to do with Mr. Xi.

"Don't be nervous, I will take you to meet Cheng Zhouhui later, he is very good, he should be happy..."

Xi Yue opened the door of the lounge room and saw the relative who was "not a relative" standing outside the door, and his voice immediately turned 180 degrees with him: "Goodbye, Xia Zhizhu, we will talk when we are free." .”

Xia Zhizhu: "?"

Xi Yue was twirling the key chain he brought for auction today, which was said to be a gift from Zuckerberg, humming a song and disappearing in the blink of an eye. After he left, a tall gentleman with long legs and broad shoulders was blocked from the door It immediately ran into Xia Zhizhu's eyes.

It was so sudden, like a handsome stag stepping on the slender forbidden soil at the tip of his heart suddenly, making Xia Zhizhu's chest vibrate from the depths of the earth's crust, but the grassland visible on the surface is still so calm, Only light traces of the wind.

"Mr. Xi."

He greeted politely with his hands behind his back, as if remembering the agreement between the two, and added "Happy weekend" on purpose.

So gentle and peaceful, so helpless, so hateful and lovely.

Xi Zhao also replied calmly: "Happy weekend."

Always calm and calm, always heart-pounding, the eternal heart roars like a huge wave, but there is only a slight wave passing by in the eyes.

——Mr. Xi.

The flattery in Vanity Fair is always full of praise, even if it is just a short walk from the door to here, the smiling compliments you meet face-to-face are still like the foam mask of all the past moments, which can be burst with a poke.

There are so many people calling him that, Xi Zhao thought, but only Xia Zhizhu's "Mr. Xi" is different from others.

Maybe even when he was just a down-and-out beggar sitting on the side of the road begging, Xia Zhizhu would still lean over and squat in front of him when he was giving charity, and call Xi Zhao innocently: "Mister, hello."

However, all of this is Xi Zhao's unilateral imagination. With his financial strength and the Xi family's family background, Xi Yue may need to go to Las Vegas to wear black-painted sunglasses and gamble recklessly in order to lose his brother. Sitting on the curb and begging for food.

Thinking of this, Xi Zhao paused: He had to stop all of Xi Yue's future trips to Las Vegas as much as possible.

The man's quiet and pensive look is very attractive. To this day, Xi Zhao is still the most beautiful person Xia Zhizhu has ever seen.

And it's only been less than a week, why does Mr. Xi seem to be looking better.

Xia Zhizhu looked away in distress and his ears turned red quietly, but unfortunately he didn't know that his eyes were born like his mother's, even though the simplicity and clarity in them were not as cold and charming as a woman's, they still couldn't hide the moisture of talent.

Xi Zhao recovered from his thoughts distracted by the image of "brother in jail and tears". When he raised his eyes, he happened to see Xia Zhizhu pursing his lips and puffing out his cheeks quietly. It is so cute that the man can be precise and stable every minute. The heartbeat of 60 beats suddenly missed a beat.

——But still 59 times, very healthy.

As healthy as he was on Tuesday when he sent out weekend invitations to mutual aid partners and got a positive response.

But before he could publish the second conversation of the day, the healthy Xi Zhao suddenly stretched out his hand to the sub-healthy Xia Zhizhu without warning.

The boy blinked dully, and before he could even look at the boss, he was already pulled forward by the man who raised his hand and grasped his wrist, and staggered into the embrace mixed with the faint smell of citrus and cedar.

Immediately, something unknown hit the ground behind him and made a loud noise, and he could clearly feel the uncontrollable slight trembling of Xi Zhao's palm that raised his other arm to encircle his steadily retreating palm.

Obviously, it's time to go back and investigate immediately.

Obviously should be afraid.

But Xia Zhizhu suddenly remembered the last question he asked Nie Ziyu in the studio on Tuesday.

——Miss Xiaoyu.

--Um?

——If someone...if you fell in love with someone.

The woman's answer is always so affirmative, with a smile on her face.

—then go see him.

Xia Zhizhu tried to speak: "Mr. Xi?"

Xi Zhao: "..."

The heartbeat was going from 180 to 250. Xi Zhao died suddenly due to insufficient blood supply. He looked at the chandelier smashed into a mess on the ground, and his ears were buzzing with the shouts of the crowd who hurried over when he heard the shocking sound just now. He hadn’t visited for a long time. The anxiety once again flooded his cerebral cortex and neural network.

He almost couldn't help but hunched his back in an instant, making him lean against the thin and thin frame in front of him exhaustedly like a pillar of the sky collapsed.

Very good, it's his turn to be on the trending list this time.

#星言挑易而她在一个登光热击减失着# Xi Zhao, are you okay? Xi Zhao closed his eyes helplessly.

He messed up his date before Xi Yue gambled away his fortune.

But a warm palm suddenly lifted and attached to the back of his cold and sweaty neck.

The previous agreement made by Xi Zhao behind the backs of psychiatrists Zhao Chu and Hu Yao, I don’t know which one touched the Goddess Empress enshrined on Yanqing Mountain in the suburbs of the city, and asked her to cast a spell to turn his deceitful waste paper into a ghost. The contract made them cuddle together strangely at this moment.

And Xi Zhao's tinnitus was so severe that he couldn't even distinguish the comfort that Xia Zhizhu whispered softly in his ear on tiptoe before taking him back to the unnoticed safe zone and standing at the door to deal with outsiders. "Thank you for saving me", or—"I'm here to save you".