Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

How else can this go?

Ruan Xiao didn't care to think about why this person could arrive at the scene within 3 minutes, stepped down the steps in two or three steps, braked suddenly in front of Zhou Muye, and slightly shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah Ye, why are you here so fast?"

Zhou Muye looked at him.

Ruan Xiao just came out of the bustling restaurant, her face was flushed, and the smile in her eyes was very touching.

"I came early." Zhou Muye's expression was indifferent, expressionless, "If you still have something to do, I'll find a place nearby to wait for you."

In a panic, Ruan Xiao quickly grabbed Zhou Muye's arm: "No, no, I'm going home!"

Zhou Muye slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes flicked to the yard grass still standing on the steps.

The courtyard grass is looking at this side eagerly, but has not been able to figure out the situation.

When Yuancao bumped into Zhou Muye's indifferent eyebrows, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He touched the back of his head and subconsciously glanced away.

Only then did Zhou Muye turn his head to look at Ruan Xiao, and said in a cold voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't go with your classmates?"

Ruan Xiao blinked, but still didn't react: "It's okay."

"That's okay..." Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes, and whispered to himself, "Don't say that I hold you too tightly and don't give you freedom...Young Master, I have a very open view on love..."

"what……"

Ruan Xiao was a little dazed, but quickly recalled what happened just now, and noticed the faint low air pressure around Zhou Muye.

Finally, he glanced at the boy who was still standing on the steps with the same major as him, and turned his brain, as if suddenly lighting up a bright lamp.

"Aye, you're not jealous, are you!?"

Ruan Xiao's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to stare closely at Zhou Muye.

Zhou Muye's eyes were light: "What kind of person do I look like?"

Ruan Xiao held Zhou Muye's arm, and turned his back together with him. When she was talking small words, Xi Ning's voice was suffocated and dissatisfied: "Why are you doing this? What's wrong with admitting it? I won't laugh at you."

"It's not so worrying about gains and losses." Zhou Muye said calmly.

Ruan Xiao frowned and stomped his foot.

Who doesn't like to be stared at by her boyfriend, hidden in the palm of her hand like a treasure?

Zhou Muye seemed to really not care.

Ruan Xiao suddenly became ruthless, and said, "Aren't you afraid...Aren't you afraid that I don't like you?"

But as soon as the words were spoken, Ruan Xiao immediately regretted it.

How could he not like Ah Ye?

Ah Ye will feel stabbed when he hears such words, right?

Zhou Muye looked at Ruan Xiao, under the light of the street lamp, the corners of his eyes were slightly cold.

"Aye...I..." Ruan Xiao lowered her head in shame, apologizing for her momentary indiscretion.

Just at this time.

"Not afraid."

Zhou Muye said.

Ruan Xiao looked at him blankly, and after hearing it, he suddenly couldn't understand what he was feeling.

Zhou Muye has always paid attention to principles and order, calm and wise, not swayed by emotions.

When I'm with him, I can feel enough respect and understanding, but...but...

But this made Ruan Xiao feel a little sad...

It seems that I am not that important.

Whether he likes Zhou Muye or not, it doesn't seem to affect Zhou Muye.

He always worried that he might not be good enough, which made Zhou Muye feel bored.

Ruan Xiao looked at Zhou Muye intently, his eyes flickered in the night, and he asked in confusion, "Why? Don't you have that kind of worry?"

"Because I..." Zhou Muye lazily lowered his eyelids and said, "It's hard not to love."

"..."

It really is……

Open your mouth to come.

Ruan Xiao admired Zhou Muye's confidence.

Zhou Muye raised his eyebrows lightly: "Are you sure you don't want to continue playing?"

Just then.

A group of people came out of the restaurant, among them, the boy standing at the front was the tallest, while wearing his coat, he cast his gaze towards Ruan Xiao.

The boy looked cheerful and called out, "Ruan Xiao! Let's go sing K, shall we go?"

After finishing speaking, a group of people around echoed: "Let's go! It's rare to come out!"

Ruan Xiao waved at them.

Zhou Muye glanced over there, and then his eyes fell on Ruan Xiao's face, his tone was not as leisurely as before, but after listening carefully, it became subtle:

"you want to go?"

Ruan Xiao didn't answer right away, seeing the enthusiasm of his classmates, there was a hint of shyness in his smile.

He let go of Zhou Muye's arm, and was about to walk over to explain the situation.

He turned around and hadn't taken two steps.

Suddenly someone grabbed his wrist from behind.

Ruan Xiao was caught off guard and turned around.

Zhou Muye looked at him with dark eyes.

He repeated the question again: "Are you going?"

Ruan Xiao was at a loss: "I'll go..."

Go tell them to go home...

Zhou Muye's black eyes darkened, and he frowned slightly: "Go, you go play with a group of handsome boys, and then what? Leave me alone?"

Ruan Xiao gave a low "Huh?", suddenly confused about the situation.

He still didn't say anything, where did Zhou Muye think?

Zhou Muye took a step forward and lowered his voice: "Ruan Xiao, aren't you too free?"

Ruan Xiao faintly grasped a fragment in his mind, his heart was beating and his head was buzzing.

He didn't know where the courage came from, but he stammered and said, "Just now... you said I could go. You have a very enlightened view on love. Why... why, can't you play with a group of handsome guys?"

Zhou Muye's face was not happy, he licked his lower lip, let go of his hand, and faced the street.

Ruan Xiao tugged Next Zhou Muye's arm, and leaned his head over to see his face: "Is it not possible? Huh?"

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes, glanced down at him, and gritted his voice between his teeth: "I can't... You can either go and say goodbye to them now, or..."

I won't talk about it later, but the indifferent eyes said everything.

Ruan Xiao couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, let out a soft "ah", and said, "What else?"

Zhou Muye didn't speak.

Ruan Xiao smiled, reached out to hug Muye next week, and said quickly, "Aye, wait for me, I'll be right back."

Ruan Xiao ran to explain the situation to the people in the academy. Amidst the uproar, he waved goodbye and ran to hold Zhou Muye's hand.

After getting into Zhou's car, Ruan Xiao couldn't hide a snicker on his face, and kept staring at Zhou Muye.

Zhou Muye turned his face away and looked out the window.

"Aye." Ruan Xiao called him in a low voice.

Zhou Muye was in a bad mood and ignored it.

Ruan Xiao moved over and sat closer to Zhou Muye. "Ano."

Zhou Muye supported his cheek with one hand, and slid his fingertips on the glass window with the other hand, with a childish air of deliberately not listening to others.

Ruan Xiao tugged at his sleeve, bit his lower lip, and said softly, "Do you feel ashamed?"

Zhou Muye finally looked at him and asked, "What?"

Ruan Xiao said: "Do you feel ashamed to admit that you care about me?"

Zhou Muye put down his hands, and when he looked at Ruan Xiao, he sat up slightly, no longer a willful and casual appearance.

Inside the carriage, the light was dim, with occasional dim street lights sweeping past, flickering Zhou Muye's dark eyes.

Ruan Xiao couldn't understand, and tilted his head slightly, waiting for his reply.

Zhou Muye licked his lower lip, as if secretly taking a deep breath.

Then, without warning, his brows and eyes moved suddenly, he turned around, and slowly rested his head on Ruan Xiao's shoulder.

Ruan Xiao blinked.

Zhou Muye's voice was low and deep, clearly showing frustration: "I just... want to look more mature..."

Ruan Xiao lowered his eyelashes. From his angle, he could see Zhou Muye's clean and white chin. His black hair somewhat covered his eyes, but he could clearly see a small tear mole under the corner of his eye.

Ruan Xiao couldn't help thinking.

Oh, it's not that he doesn't care, it's just that Zhou Muye is too proud, too restrained and sensible, he never allows himself to be swayed by his emotions, and always wants to do correct and reasonable things.

But...as a novice with zero experience, even if he is as smart as Zhou Muye, he will inevitably be self-defeating and at a loss.

Ruan Xiao pursed her lips, covered her mouth to hide her smile, when she looked at Zhou Muye, her eyes were full of stars.

"Aye, I don't think you're immature, you...are very nice."

"Really……"

Zhou Muye raised his head, put his chin on Ruan Xiao's shoulder, and when he complained softly, his warm breath sprayed behind Ruan Xiao's ears: "It's a good mood..."

Ruan Xiao was puzzled.

He heard Zhou Muye say again:

"Why did he send you home?"

"Why... why, why..."

The always dignified and glamorous young man frowned, inexplicably childish, and said several times in a row, and finally said:

"I'm Mr. Zhou, so I can send Mrs. Zhou home."

***

This time, the Finland Cup was held in a southern city in Finland with a good climate.

Ruan Xiao didn't even celebrate the National Day, so he packed his bags and went abroad.

Since officially becoming a figure skater, his chances of going out for competitions have become higher and higher.

Foreign countries that used to be considered very far away now have to fly out of the country almost every two months.

But this time, Zhou Muye couldn't travel with Ruan Xiao.

Zhou Muye's grandfather recently had a heart failure, fell ill and was hospitalized.

Zhou Muye was arranged by Zhou Zhiguang to accompany him every day.

Although Zhou Muye was not the eldest grandson in the family, he had always had a good relationship with Mrs. Zhou.

Moreover, when Zhou Muye first came of age, Mrs. Zhou divided the two private hospitals in the family under Zhou Muye's name, with a starting dividend of 1000 million yuan every year.

Zhou Muye deserves to be ashamed for not being filial at critical moments.

The day before Ruan Xiao set off, he said to Zhou Muye, "It's okay, Ah Ye, I'm very confident about this time."

Ruan Xiao didn't do it to comfort Zhou Muye, or because he was afraid that Zhou Muye would have concerns.

He really felt that before this competition, his heart was stable, not as precarious as before, and he no longer had doubts about himself.

Ruan Xiao has already done everything that can be done, and then, he thought, leave it to timing and fate.

He felt that before the Finland Cup, there was no need to seek Zhou Muye for pre-match psychological counseling.

But Zhou Muye was still worried, so he grabbed Ruan Xiao who was about to leave that day, pressed him against the bedroom door, and finished all the psychological counseling in one go, with a lot of time as a bonus.

After arriving in Finland, Ruan Xiao saw An Qiao as expected.

An Qiao is no different from half a year ago, with an angelic face and an arrogant temperament.

He also didn't fit in well with the other athletes during the training camp.

In addition to training, An Qiao often sits in the rest area holding a mobile phone by himself.

Once Ruan Xiao sat next to An Qiao during a break, and wanted to ask him about Teacher Yun's recent situation.

As a result, he glanced casually and saw an eight o'clock file playing on the mobile phone An Qiao was holding horizontally.

Ruan Xiao: "..."

An Qiao noticed Ruan Xiao's existence, glanced at him, took off one earphone coldly, and handed it to Ruan Xiao.

Ruan Xiao hesitated for two seconds, unable to resist the temptation, picked up the earphones and stuffed them into his ears, moved to An Qiao's side, and looked at the relatively wide screen of the phone together.

After a while, Ruan Xiao couldn't help but said, "Jia Ming shouldn't be making that call right now, it's useless."

An Qiao stared at the screen, remained silent for a moment, and pointed to the screen.

The little foreigner spoke blunt Chinese and said, "I don't want to make a phone call, I want to see Bao Zhu and the scumbag leave? Zi Feiyu, you are not Jia Ming, you can't say that about him..."

For a while, the two teenagers had a heated discussion about the eight o'clock file.

On the day of the competition, Ruan Xiao's mentality was always stable, and he never felt anxious or flustered.

After a brief warm-up, he kept his body excited and glanced at the auditorium outside, full of dark clouds and full of ambition.

The Finland Cup has a high reputation in the B-level competition. This year, there are also three first-line men's singles from other countries participating, plus a few new generations who have just been promoted to the group. It is a gathering of real big shots.

Ruan Xiao and An Qiao were placed in the first group as usual because of their low personal points.

Ruan Xiao's order is ahead of An Qiao.

Standing at the entrance, Ruan Xiao took a deep breath, tensed his shoulders, and then relaxed. Then he slid to the center of the ice rink with an elegant posture, fixed his position, and waited for the music of "Requiem".

Ruan Xiao felt calm, but not completely calm, with confidence above everything else.

He thinks he can do it this time.

Most people thought that the highlights of this year's competition were the first-line men's singles. As a result, the first and second places in the short program competition on the first day were contracted by Ruan Xiao and An Qiao.

Ancho first.

Ruan Xiao is second.

Ruan Xiao turned around with his hands on his legs and his knees, looking up at the scoreboard.

When the final ranking was finalized and seeing that An Qiao had 9.6 points more than him, Ruan Xiao sighed inwardly.

It would be a lie to say that you are not lost.

Ruan Xiao felt that this time he was in his best form.

The error rate is reduced to a minimum.

But I have to admit that An Qiao is very powerful.

Probably because of his ballet background, Ancho's figure skating performance is a real combination of art and skill.

His connecting steps on the ice are naturally silky and amazing, with quiet movement and excellent control.

When the results of the short program came out, Xiao Kaiyang was very happy for Ruan Xiao, and said, "Keep going, you've already performed at the best level today."

Ruan Xiao slowed down for a while, then looked away from the scoreboard, and slightly bent the corners of his eyes: "Well, I hope the free skating can overtake."

It's only 9.6 points, and he can recover it with a double jump.

On the third day, during the free skating competition, Ruan Xiao stood in the center of the ice rink under the eyes of everyone looking forward to it.

On a vast ice surface, he was ready, and when Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake music played, he stepped on the blade with his left foot, circled a huge arc, and raised his floating foot to enter the rotation .

His figure suddenly tilted, and he fell to the ice.

Start.

A low-level mistake that couldn't be lower-level, but very fatal.

Ruan Xiao's mind was still blank, but after countless times of training, his body was faster than his thoughts, and he got up almost immediately to continue the next jump.

On the score sheets of the nine referees, they all gave "-5" judgments.

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