The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

As for what Chu Jin likes, Chu Ye consciously can still guess one or two points.

The second time I met him, Li Yu stole 200 yuan and used it to buy sausages. I heard that 200 yuan was going to be used to buy records.

Chu Ye had already bought a stereo and a computer to arrange in Chu Jin's room.

Chu Jin happened to be in the summer vacation of her second year of high school, and she spent a lot of time doing exercises in her room during the day.

Chu Ye knocked on his door: "Xiao Jin, can I come in?"

The two people's rooms are very close, only separated by a wall, and they are rarely disturbed by each other at night, but I don't know that the air conditioner was turned on too cold last night, and Chu Jin kept coughing.

When eating in the morning, I also kept moving my throat.

Chu Ye had already arrived at the company, and suddenly remembered this episode, and drove back to buy medicine by himself.

Putting down the book, Chu Jin opened the door, pursed her lips, and looked at Chu Ye, not as motionless as a mountain. His throat was itchy, and he couldn't help suppressing it, and coughed twice.

It sounds like a cat meowing for spring.

During the day when the sun was shining, Chu Ye didn't let him go out, and he didn't suffer from the sun much. His skin was fair, and he was dressed casually at home. The short sleeves and collar were a bit too big, which made the child even more slender.

He coughed and trembled, Chu Ye reached out and rubbed his head.

Handed over the prepared hot water and medicine.

Looking into the house, the young man's house is basically in chaos.

Chu Ye has never been short of his pocket money. There are a few music albums piled up on the floor. The cover looks like they were bought recently and Chu Ye bought them for him. There are also many he brought from the last home, neatly arranged. on a shelf.

Those records seemed to have not been touched, and they were arranged on the shelves in an unknown order, as if they had been arranged for a while; as if they were ready to be dusted.

Chu Jin licked her lips unobtrusively, "What are you looking at?"

At this moment, Chu Ye's curiosity was aroused.

"Go in and take your medicine." Pushing his shoulders, he pushed him into the room, and pushed him back on the chair.

The computer on the table was turned on, and the web page stopped at the music website that Chu Ye had browsed, and it happened to stop at Hei's column.

Chu Ye is not very familiar with this website, otherwise he will find that this is not a column page from the perspective of listeners and users, but a manipulation page of singer users.

However, this singer seems to be very popular recently, Chu Ye didn't doubt it too much, and turned to look at the room bit by bit.

The curtains were chosen by Chu Ye with him. They were black. When they were opened halfway, the sunlight passed through the glass and left a large piece of light on the ground. The bed sheets were also accompanied by Chu Ye. Ye gave him another set of deep black ones, thinking he should like them.

There is a book of Tagore and a book of Sherlock Holmes on the bedside, and several books of Sherlock Holmes are placed on the bookshelf in front of the table together with the three-to-five exercises.

This room is so big that Chu Ye even installed a basketball hoop in this room when he was a teenager.

Chu Jin's hobbies are very different from his. Chu Jin installed two desks and two bookshelves in the room.

A table for computers and a table for exercises.

A shelf for books, a shelf for records and other collections.

Chu Jin's eyes kept following where Chu Ye was looking, and checked by herself.

"Is there a little secret?" Chu Ye asked.

Chu Jin quickly looked away. The medicine was the simplest cough syrup, and it tasted sweet and bitter. He poured it out and drank a small cup, and took another sip or two of warm water, but the bitter taste in his mouth did not dissipate.

Chu Ye saw his smiling face wrinkled into a bun, snickering alone, his eyes seemed to grow on his small snow-white face, wishing he could see a flower from his face.

He didn't see the flowers, but he saw Chu Jin say a word, put down the water glass, his eyes moistened with bitterness: "Did I quarrel with you last night?"

Chu Ye's heart skipped a beat when he asked this question, and then he thought, this stinky kid is sensitive, he can't be hypocritical, otherwise how could he be worthy of his thoughtfulness of running back and forth all the way, buying medicine and delivering it.

Turning around and sitting on his bed, Chu Ye stretched his legs. He felt that this movement was too sloppy, so he crossed his legs.

"Come on, sit down," Chu Ye said.

Chu Jin sat down slowly.

The two men sat together shoulder to shoulder.

"Come on, I said I despise you." Chu Ye asked.

Chu Jin didn't speak.

"Do you know that I will deliver medicine to you and want to hear what you have to say?" Chu Ye asked again.

Chu Jin looked into his eyes and shook her head.

"I want to hear you say thank you." Chu Ye said.

Chu Jin pursed her lips, and her lips moved.

"Say it," Chu Ye urged.

"Thank you..." Chu Jin said.

Chu Ye was happy, shaking his shoulders, and said: "My family, thank you for what you said, I am your brother."

This duplicitous man, Chu Jin wanted to argue, but only puffed up his cheeks.

Chu Ye said, "Thank you again."

"Stop talking." Chu Jin said.

Chu Ye smiled, "Remember to tell me in the future, besides coughing, is there any other discomfort?"

"No more." Chu Jin said angrily.

"You have to tell yourself if you feel uncomfortable in the future," Chu Ye said.

"Yes." Chu Jin nodded.

Chu Ye walked to the door, turned around and checked: "What should I do if I feel uncomfortable?"

"Tell you." Chu Jin was worthy of being a top-ranked student, and she drew inferences from one instance to another very smoothly.

Chu Ye, who was rarely late for work, took half a day off in order to deliver a bottle of medicine.

While sitting in the office in the afternoon, the secretary looked at Chu Ye helplessly.

"You want to give everyone a good start, you know?" the secretary said.

"Understood." Chu Ye was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with her.

When he got off work in the evening, he remembered Chu Jin's favorite dishes, and wanted to stop cooking them in the kitchen, so he ordered them to take home.

When ordering food at the Japanese restaurant downstairs in the company, I happened to see the woman from the entertainment studio who walked with Chu Jin. If you look at the facial features clearly, you will find that her lips are as thin as razor blades, and her eyes are shrewd and calculating.Still in business attire.

Chu Ye glanced at her.

The woman walked over slowly: "You know me."

Eyes full of seduction...

Chu Ye frowned instantly.

In all fairness, Chu Ye was extravagant, with an elite temperament, and his appearance and age were top-notch among men.

One action of this woman seriously affected Chu Ye's view of the entertainment industry.

Bring food home, and finish dinner with Chu Jin in the restaurant.

Chu Jin wanted to go back to the room, and Chu Ye followed.

It must be talked about, and children cannot be bogged down in the mud without knowing it.