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

When Chu Ye woke up, Chu Jin was sitting on the sofa rug reading a novel.

It was a bit hot to fall asleep on the sofa. Chu Ye opened his eyes, but the person didn’t move. Chu Jin in front of him was staring at the pages of the book, and turned a page lightly after a while. His fingers were long and slender. Chu Ye had seen his fingers move the instrument flexibly. look.

It was already dark outside, and the overhead light shone on Chu Jin's face, making his eyelashes longer.

Chu Jin seemed to feel that invisible gaze, he raised his head, and the moment their eyes met, Chu Jin blinked, bowed his head and closed the book.

Chu Ye thought to himself that he was not a jackal, how could he scare the child into such a state.

"Why are you reading here?" Chu Ye asked. Usually, Chu Jin is like a daughter who doesn't leave the house. She just stays in his "boudoir" instead of playing instruments in the recording studio connected to his bedroom. , That is, listening to music and reading books in the room.

Chu Jin wanted to guard Chu Ye here.

Chu Jin couldn't say these words, couldn't think of a graceful wording, couldn't think of words that wouldn't leave a burning mark between the two of them.

"Then I'll go back to my room." Chu Jin sat beside the sofa, talking but didn't move when she went back.

"What time is it?" Chu Ye asked.

"Nine o'clock in the evening." Chu Jin replied.

Chu Ye rummaged through the coat on the sofa before finding his cell phone. He looked at the message on the cell phone, and there was still some work to be done.

"Did any classmates ask you to go out at night?" Chu Ye asked, he brought Chu Jin home because he didn't want Chu Jin to mess around with those classmates.

The students who were sleeping with Chu Jin had already tipped off Chu Ye, and many girls were trying their best to confess their love to Chu Jin after the college entrance examination.

Can Chu Ye give them this chance?

"Call me just now, I don't want to go out." A classmate sent him a message, and he had already replied, and another classmate called him. He was afraid that it would make Chu Ye sleep, so he hung up directly and replied to the message.

The emotions in his songs can resonate with millions of people, but his emotions only come from one person.

"Tired?" Chu Ye asked.

Chu Ye always looked down at the phone, but there was still work to be done, so Chu Jin sat up from the carpet: "Well, I'll go to bed first."

The curtains in Chu Jin's room were only half drawn, and the frosty moonlight cast on the floor added a bit of peace and tranquility to the summer night, but there seemed to be a bulging bud in her heart, making her chest tickle with noise.

On the day when the grades came out, Chu Ye stayed up until midnight waiting for the grades, but Chu Jin forgot all about them.

Chu Ye has always known that Chu Ye's grades are excellent, but he did not expect that it would be so good. Chu Jin successfully became the number one scholar in the city's science department.

It was easy to get into the school he wanted to take.

Holding the mobile phone showing the grades, Chu Ye knocked on Chu Jin's room in the middle of the night, but no one answered after two knocks, Chu Ye pushed the door open and went in, but he was not in the room.

There was a slight noise in the soundproof room used for recording.

Chu Jin said that his voice is not in good condition at night, and he will not record at night. Chu Ye was not afraid of disturbing him, so he knocked on the door.

Chu Jin opened the door, wondering why Chu Ye came to his room in the middle of the night.

"The grades are down." Chu Ye said, Chu Ye handed his mobile phone to Chu Jin, Chu Jin glanced at it, very happy.

He was very happy that Chu Ye would be happy.

Chu Ye took a look at the small house. The musical instruments were neatly arranged and the recording studio was clean.

There is a notebook upside down on the small round table.

The upside-down look is like holding a secret.

Chu Ye is aware that Chu Jin is not in a relationship, but this child already knows how to write love songs, and they are all secret love plots, just like adolescents treat lust, hidden and hidden, graceful and secretive stories.

Chu Ye always felt that something was about to break the shell, but he only lightly pecked his chest wall with his tender beak: "My heart is relieved. Pay attention to your body and rest earlier."

The summer was deep, and during the holidays, Chu Ye was thinking about what birthday gift to prepare for Chu Jin, when she heard the secretary changing the ringtone again.

"On the one hand, I feel that this is a love song, and on the other hand, I feel that it is a tribute to my father's love. What's wrong with my idol?" the secretary asked.

Chu Ye smiled.

He is the old father in the song, what else do you want?Want a little lover in song?

is not that right.

Is that so?

Chu Ye, who had figured it out, was a little at a loss. If Chu Jin was a healthy person, he wouldn't say anything else.

Chu Jin is talented in music, and her reputation has long been established in the entertainment industry.

Wanting to coax Chu Jin into his hands, Chu Ye could do it in minutes, but after that...

Chu Jin herself doesn't like to contact the society, and can't accept too much stimulation from the outside world, but if there is a little bit of verbal confrontation, the incident of three people becoming a tiger hurts Chu Jin, and Chu Ye can't pass the checkpoint of his conscience.

He will feel that he is to blame.But he couldn't control himself, his mind was full of a young boy who had just grown up, except that Wu Shan was not a cloud.

On Chu Jin's birthday, Chu Ye handed over the copyright of Chu Jin's songs and the wealth accumulated from various royalties to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin doesn't like to socialize with people, but she's not stupid. Chu Ye can't wait to draw a clear line with him, and he can clearly see how he wants to "drive" him out of the house.

Ordinary people are unhappy when they are not happy. When they eat something they like and see beautiful food, they adjust their emotions. When Chu Jin is unhappy, she will be autistic, just depressed, and Xiaolin Daiyu.

Except Chu Ye at home can make him respond, talking to him will only make him shrink even more.

The child that Chu Ye held in the palm of his hand was closed again, like a rose with tight petals and buds, unwilling to let out a little bit of its own fragrance.

But this is really to blame for the soil. It was said to be a hotbed, but it became smelly and hard by itself.

The day before Chu Jin started school, Chu Ye couldn't sleep.

When Chu Jin's third year of high school started last year, Chu Ye was still helping him pack his things in his room.

Now the two are separated by a wall.

Tossing and turning, Chu Ye got up from the bed and paced around the room. The room was too small for him to toss about, so he opened the door of his room.

Chu Jin was standing in front of his door.

I don't know why I'm standing.

I don't know how long I stood there.

The aisle in front of the door was pitch black, and Chu Jin in front of her was crying and trembling.

"What's wrong?" Chu Ye held up his bowed head, the only thing he cried was the sound of tears passing by, the warm tears flowed into the palm of Chu Ye's hand.

His palms are for holding babies, not tears.

"What's wrong? Don't cry." Chu Ye frantically wiped away his tears. The more he wiped Chu Jin's tears, the faster they flowed.

"Did you lose your favorite CD?" Chu Ye asked.

Chu Jin said nothing.

"Are you talking?" The eyes of the person in front of Chu Ye were watery, with red circles around them.

I don't know how long I cried in silence.

"Is it because I can't find the admission letter?"

Chu Jin raised her eyes, and Chu Ye's heart melted when she looked at them with watery eyes.

As soon as he raised his hand, he covered those eyes that were itchy from people's eyes: "You say."

Chu Jin curled her lips aggrieved, "You are the one who wants to throw something away..."

Chu Ye didn't know why.

"Are you going to throw me away?" Chu Jin's grievance burst, Chu Ye's hands were warm and wet, and the slender eyelashes even wetly swept the skin of his palms.

Chu Ye took his hand away: "What did you say?"

"You heard me!" Chu Jin said.

He heard it.

"I won't want you." Chu Ye's heart trembled, he acted like a spoiled child, and he didn't want anyone to see his red eyes.

The aisle was too dark, Chu Ye couldn't help pulling him into his room.

He could see clearly under the light.

He took care of the one-year-old child and was very good-looking.

"One day, there will be a mistress in this family, and you will have children. If I am here again, I will be redundant. Even if you want me, by that day I will be redundant. I will be redundant everywhere."

For a long passage, Chu Jin spoke very slowly, and Chu Ye listened quietly.

In fact, Chu Ye's original intention was like this, but he didn't expect that his little alienation would bind Chu Jin like this, struggling to escape.

"There will be no mistress in this house, and you will be the only child," Chu Ye said.

"Liar!" Chu Jin said, in the impression that he always spoke slowly and softly, but this time the voice was not loud, but Chu Ye felt that the voice was hysterical.

"I lied to you?"

I have never cheated before, but the sentence in front of me is full of flaws, and there are tears on Chu Jin's cheeks: "How is it possible."

"It's possible." Chu Ye took his hand and placed it on his chest.

Chu Jin is smart, and she can always hear the meaning of drawing inferences from one sentence.

Especially when he himself has crooked thoughts, especially when the place where his palm landed is hot, and the heart in his chest beats as fast as if it was stolen.

Chu Jin would think that was true.

"I didn't lie to you." There seemed to be a man-eating beast hiding in Chu Ye's eyes. Chu Jin felt that he was about to tear himself apart and eat him. He was afraid...he would break away from Chu Ye's hand in one fell swoop, opened the door and ran away.

The next day, Chu Jin's eyes were swollen.

Chu Ye could only hold back his laughter, and made two boiled eggs roll around his eyes.

"Don't move, I'll fix it for you." Chu Ye forced him to reduce the swelling. Such a trivial matter would not require taking medicine. On the first day of school, Chu Jin could only go to school with two slightly swollen eyes.

Even with two walnut eyes, good-looking is good-looking.

On the first day of school, Chu Ye drove the best car at home to send him to school.

A luxury car, a top student, and a handsome guy.

It can be regarded as becoming famous in the first battle and becoming a man of the campus.

Chu Jin would go home on weekends, and Chu Ye had no shortage of eyeliners. He had heard a lot about Chu Jin at school.

The vague emotion between the two people is only a layer of window paper left.

One Saturday, when Chu Jin didn't go home, Chu Ye happened to pass by his school.

Just go around the school.

Chu Ye did not come to this school much, and he was familiar with the school.

Just ask any student, and you will know that the school is holding a campus singer contest.

The female student Chu Ye questioned held flowers in her hands and said, "I think the champion already has a contestant."

"I think so too." Chu Ye said with a smile.

"Really?" The girl saw that he didn't look like someone from the school, and didn't take it seriously: "Last year, a senior from the junior year won the championship, and this year he participated again. Do you think it's him too?"

"I think it's Chu Jin." Chu Ye said, the auditorium where the competition was held was full of people.

"You mean a freshman." The girl wrote disbelief all over her face: "Handsome is very handsome, but he rarely talks. He doesn't look like someone who can sing and dance."

"Then look." Chu Ye said, when his baby wanted to shine, everyone felt dazzling.

At that time, the girl got a call, and the ringtone happened to be "Trek", hung up the phone, said that her friend was waiting for her, showed Chu Ye the way, and left in a hurry.

When Chu Jin came onto the stage with the guitar in her arms, she was already full of exclamations just by showing her face.

Chu Jin came to the stage, and Chu Ye came down the stage unhurriedly.

Chu Ye thought, if someone knew the identity of Chu Jin's singer, how many people would scream at the scene.

Chu Jin seemed to have his own aura, he only plucked a chord, and the audience was silent, listening to him playing and singing.

More than one person heard that his voice was the same as the original "Black", but no one was sure.

The mystery of Hei overlaps with Chu Jin's aloofness, and the outside fits together.

"I have trekked through great rivers, mountains and rivers, and the rapids and fleeting years."

From the stage, one could see the tall Chu Ye.

The two looked at each other.

Like a light rain season, a hasty side, like a sudden reunion with the evening breeze, like a warm bed with the fragrance of flowers in a tired journey.

Look up, you are there.

"I am a fugitive who escaped from your heart, and I have come to bring you to justice."

He sang up to this point without taking his eyes off Chu Ye, as if he was only singing for Chu Ye alone.

Chu Ye also looked at him, as if he could only hear his voice.

Chu Jin bowed and stepped down, the voice of the girl who believed that the senior was the champion has already been shouted, this voice is absolutely unmistakable, it is black!

There are so many black fans in this world, and she doesn't even know whether black is old or young. She has heard of the scene...

As a fan at this time, she was so touched that she wanted to cry.

After getting off the stage, Chu Jin went straight to Chu Ye, as if waiting for a compliment.

"You sang really well, why didn't you tell me when you participated in the competition at school?" Chu Ye asked him.

Chu Jin didn't speak.

Chu Ye deliberately said: "That's right, someone's child told the family without any trouble."

"Next time I will remember, I will send you a message." Chu Jin said, this is not a trivial matter, this child started to walk so fast that Chu Ye felt that he could not catch up.

Chu Ye waited with Chu Jin for the result of the match for a while, then the rematch, and the final was in the afternoon.

At noon, many people had already uploaded the video of the morning game to social platforms, and usually a little news about Hei would be everywhere.

Not to mention a singing video that looks like a real person.

Taking a step back, even if it wasn't Hei himself, who could sing so well and look so good-looking, he would still be popular.

Before Chu Jin took the stage in the afternoon, there were already fans inside and outside the school.

The four contestants in the final, three of them seemed to have discussed it, and retired together, but asked Chu Jin to sing four songs.

The boss of the entertainment company who has been helping Chu Ye handle the copyright fees for songs is close to the water, and he is the first to ask Chu Ye to sign Chu Jin away.

The company's first plan is to release an album for Chu Jin.

If you want to ask for lyrics, you can find him the best lyrics in the industry, and if you want to ask for songs, how many big-name composers are waiting in line to cooperate with him.

Chu Jin chose four songs from the demo provided by the company, and hoped to make the rest by herself.

Chu Ye believed in Chu Jin very much, he said that what can be done well is what can be done well.

Until one night, two of us were on the sofa, one was leaning on the sofa, and the other was on the other side of the sofa, half-hudden and reading a book.

Chu Ye asked, "How is the preparation for the song recently, do you want me to help you?"

Stopping all movements, Chu Jin said lightly, "It's just that the inspiration is not enough."

He looked at Chu Ye, and Chu Ye finally understood what Chu Jin said at that time, that he was seducing him by looking at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin looked at him, and he also felt that Chu Jin was seducing him.

Especially when Chu Jin's face became more and more red, Chu Ye could tell that he was indeed seduced.

Chu Ye moved two steps to the other side of the sofa, and Chu Jin shrank herself even tighter.

"It's not enough for me to take care of your basic necessities, but now I have to take care of your inspiration."

Chu Jin herself was afraid first: "It doesn't have to be..." The rest of the words were blocked.

There was even less space for the already curled up body to stretch out. At such a close distance, even breathing was intertwined, and Chu Jin dared not open her eyes to look.

"Are you inspired?" Chu Ye asked.

Chu Jin is enjoying the sweetness, and she is insatiable: "It seems to be a little bit worse."

His toes were restlessly digging on the sofa.

"Make up for the difference." Chu Ye said.

"Oh...that might be a bit worse." Chu Jin said.

The next day Chu Ye drove Chu Jin to school, and when she picked her up on Friday, Chu Jin's room was changed into a study.

"Then where do I sleep?" Chu Jin asked.

"Master bedroom."

Many years later, it has become a topic that the general public will come up with after dinner and have nothing to do to talk about superstars in the music industry who are older and not married.

Many years later, the fact that the superstar Chu Jin will never get married has become a tacit thing among fans.

……

Wan Teng Suye opened his eyes, the Yinyang Hall was quiet, and the smoke from the incense burner curled up.

The cicadas are still singing, and the warm wind is warm.

Yan Zhiyu in his arms was sleeping with a peaceful face.

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