My first love brother is coquetry to me again

A few steps away from the house, Chu Yu stopped early and looked in his pocket for the key.

Ren Xi who was behind him didn't stop the car in time, and bumped into his broad back, so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it: "..."

Chu Yu felt a joking joy in his heart: "Don't you want to go up to the fifth floor?"

"No." Ren Xi sniffed, "The little girl misunderstood, and I didn't answer at all."

It was tacitly understood, who misunderstood something, pretended to be open-minded, thick-skinned and even wanted to follow home, this weird thing could be done by Ren Xi.

Chu Yu took a step, Ren Xi followed, and the two stopped at the door of the house.

Chu Yu turned sideways, lowered her eyes to meet Ren Xi's gaze: "You want to follow me home?"

Ren Xi didn't dare to say yes, let alone say no: "See if you want to take me in."

"Should I say no?"

"...Then I'll go back to the car and continue squatting."

Ren Xi's words should be whispered, bright almond eyes filled with mist, Chu Yu glanced at it, the slight swelling has not disappeared at the moment, I don't know how long he has been crying, it's him who is pitiful and angry.

Withdrawing his eyes, Chu Yu inserted the key and entered the house with an unknown emotion in his heart.

Change shoes in the hallway, put packing boxes on the dining table, and then go into the kitchen and turn on the water to wash your hands, but the door is not closed.

Ren Xi couldn't stop agitating in his heart, and he was not driven away. He was even more courageous, and looked around Chu Yu's house.

His expensive brand of goods seemed to condescend to enter, but his hands and feet were cautious, rubbing off his leather shoes and replacing them with slippers, lest he did something wrong and stain Chu Yu's spotless floor.

This is a refined young master. When we first met, Ren Xi once stained Chu Yu's shoes on Labor Day, and he was so bored that people ignored him for half a month.

Walking to the dining table in the kitchen area, recalling the past, Ren Xi couldn't move his legs, and shamelessly pulled the dining chair and sat down.

The vibration of the mobile phone never stopped, he calmed down, and took advantage of the gap to face the mobile phone to deal with business.

When Chu Yu took out two cans of soda, Ren Xi had such a serious look, staying in someone else's house and sticking around, focusing on handling work in a high-end building.

He put the normal-temperature can in front of Ren Xi: "It's a coincidence to pass by again, right?"

Ren Xi's shoulders shook: "No, I have business to see you."

Chu Yu was surprised by his nervousness: "Skewers, do you want to eat?"

"……eat."

The two ate the barbecue with their heads down, half spicy and half not spicy, packaged separately, authentic night market stall taste, good taste that can only be bought in winding alleys.

Ren Xi couldn't eat spicy food, and would burst into tears when he choked, and couldn't even hold back his runny nose. He used to blow his boss half a box of napkins.

As he ate and ate, Ren Xi thought affectionately to himself, Chu Yu couldn't be knowing that he was coming, so he specially asked the boss to spread the material like this, and then persuaded himself to stop dreaming.

Ren Xi's slow tone was focused on the business: "Something went wrong with Sheng Xing. The performance concept can't buy the songs I like, and I'm afraid that something will happen again."

Chu Yu pretended to be confused: "The reason?"

Ren Xi picked up the peach juice: "The peers compete viciously, and the sky will be struck by lightning."

The words were relaxed and out of tune, Chu Yu wanted to chuckle when he heard it.

But he was the one whimpering in the bar, and he was the one whose red eyes didn't fade away. Chu Yu couldn't smile: Ren Xi's life was not easy, and he was trying to get rid of it in front of him.

"I'll sell you a few songs at most." Chu Yu said calmly, "I wrote a few songs that I don't intend to keep for myself, and you can take them if they suit you."

Ren Xi is not the love brain of the past: "Let me listen to your demo?"

Chu Yu: "What style do you lack?"

Ren Xi stared at him: "It can touch people's hearts."

His eyes were burning, but he was speechless for a moment.

Chu Yu's gaze was fixed on Ren Xi's rosy lips, and he lowered his eyes to avoid: "President Ren's email address?"

Ren Xi's eyes turned red again: "It hasn't changed."

The ability to stalk and stalk has not changed, but it has become an improved version of subtlety.

From the matter of the demo to the useless greetings, Ren Xi couldn't stop talking, like an old classmate reunited after a long time, talking about the future, but never mentioning the past.

It was late, Chu Yu sent him into the elevator carelessly, Ren Xi dawdled in every possible way, a pair of Chu Yu's eyes, the light in the corridor trembled his eyelashes.

Chu Yu thought to himself that the swelling was finally gone, so he couldn't help asking, "Why were you crying just now?"

"..." Ren Xi was stunned for a while, "My big pigeon man is gone."

Chu Yu: "Brother?"

Ren Xi corrected his mouth: "Oh no, my bird, my parrot flew away while I wasn't paying attention, and I haven't found it for half a month."

There were still nearly ten floors left in the elevator, and Ren Xi clicked on the photo album on his mobile phone as if asking for credit, and showed Chu Yu the peony parrot he picked up: the hair is gray, blue and white, full of energy, and he is a handsome bird.

Ren Xi turned to a self-made emoji package, with five large characters written on it: Society, you big pigeon.

Chu Yu laughed neither, nor should he worry: "Didn't find it? Ask online."

"Let Chang Xiaoxin post on Weibo." Ren Xi was dejected, "Thousands of retweets have not been confirmed, and there are some WeChat posts aimed at my assistant's appearance."

It's all sand sculptures, and it all happened to Ren Xi. This guy has been a funny guy since high school.

With a beep, the elevator arrived.

Chu Yu didn't spare a word of "See you next time" as the host treats guests, and he was so cool: "Go home early, and let your subordinates contact me if there is something to do."

Ren Xi pursed his lips into the elevator, and changed the subject: "Have you lived here for a long time?"

Talking about the present and the future, and finally before leaving, I couldn't help but advance the past, but I didn't dare to go too far in the past, and kept everything within a controllable range.

Afraid of causing waves, afraid of making people cry, in short, afraid of everything.

Chu Yu's heart was agitated: "Why do you ask this?"

Ren Xi: "...I want to know."

"It's been a while." Chu Yu asked back, "What else do you want to know?"

The elevator door should have been closed a long time ago to isolate everything, but it was Ren Xi who held the door open and refused to leave.

What was reserved was all forgotten by him, and the expression on his face was pitiful: "You clearly know it, you knew it downstairs, didn't you?"

Chu Yu didn't say anything, his voice was hoarse.

Ren Xi pursed his lips even tighter, flinched and dropped the sentence, and closed the elevator as if fleeing: "...Sorry, you pretended that I didn't say anything."

He escaped, leaving Chu Yu standing on the balcony, smoking while staring at the exhaust of the disappearing car.

How could Ren Xi be allowed to enter the room just because he was crying?Ren Xi can cry [-] times, but he also has to soften his heart [-] times when he co-authors?No bones.

Go back to the room and turn on the computer, organize the suitable demos into folders, pack them, and send them emails, all of which are filled with the past when Ren Xi read the first tone.

It's not a good thing to think too much, he can only try to draw a clear line of communication, except for work, don't cross the line again next time.

Facts have proved that Ren Xi is not as boring as before, the company's affairs are important, the birds at home are gone, and the real stalker has long since ceased to exist.

Chu Yu squatted at home for two days, working out, cooking, sleeping, and managing his musician account. After returning to China, his life became lively, and he would visit friends' houses when he had nothing to do.

Single, married, contemporary young people seem to be keen on keeping cats and dogs.

Chu Yu was completely out of defense again. I don't know if it's the filter or his aesthetics. The most beautiful ones belong to Ren Xi's family.

...By the way, I don't know if the bird has been recovered.

Just as he was thinking about it, he swiped to Jiang You's circle of friends: Who is this bird? It flew to my house and called it Zai Zai for half a month, and it was about to call my cat son irritable. Please kind people take him away.

"..."

Clicking on it, it was really Ren Xi's, Chu Yuren was a little silly.

作者有话要说：今天有点短哈，明天双更感谢在2021-10-1700:58:28~2021-10-1716:20:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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