don't cry

Jing Rong almost choked, he cleared his throat and drank a few more sips of water.

"Why do you think about this?" He asked after feeling that his voice was getting better.

Qu Yu tilted her chin forward: "Because I feel like my brother only cares about studying, but there are so many people who like my brother in school, and occasionally there will be some gossip among classmates, so I'm a little curious."

Jing Rong was speechless for a moment.

He really didn't think much about this issue. Usually, in class, someone would deliberately choose a seat around him, and after class, he would receive love letters, snacks, and some invitations.

But he felt that these were meaningless things. Compared with learning to read books, the price/performance ratio was too low, so he always chose to turn a blind eye.

I didn't expect the gossip about him to be passed on to the next level, which is a bit surprising to be true.

"Actually, there are people in our class who like my brother, and they will gather together to collect your photos and bind them into a book." Qu Yu said again.

Jing Rong frowned slightly: "This is illegal, they violated my personal portrait rights."

His serious look was somewhat serious and cute, which made Qu Yu laugh.

Qu Yu shook her head, said with a smile: "Brother, you are so puzzled, they are because they like you."

"But this kind of behavior in the name of love is used to satisfy myself. I don't like it." Jing Rong looked at him and said calmly, "As an adult, you should be responsible for the choices you make. At this stage, we should think more about our future employment direction and living standards, and instead of wasting time on these things, we should read more books."

His tone was cold and serious, his eyebrows and eyes were serious, it was hard to disagree.

Qu Yu looked up at him, calmed down for a few seconds, and then asked, "No matter who the other party is, won't brother think about it?"

Jing Rong frowned, as if he didn't understand why he insisted on this question so much.

But before he could answer, the other party shook his head again and said with a light smile, "Forget it, forget it, this is my brother's private matter, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it."

The waiter delivered the food to the table, and the exquisite dishes gradually occupied two-thirds of the table.

"Brother, I really envy you for having such a clear understanding and plan for the future." Qu Yu lowered his head and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and said softly, "I am different, I want to make campus memories rich and colorful, not only To study, to have a lover, to have a romantic date."

Hearing this, Jing Rong stopped chopsticks.

He clenched his fingers unconsciously, with a subtle coldness that he didn't understand: "Do you want to fall in love with someone else?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, but it's said that falling in love is very happy. My roommates have had girlfriends since freshman year." Qu Yu touched the back of her neck shyly, "Actually, some girls confessed to me, but I think It was not suitable, so I refused."

Jing Rong subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the other party say: "I don't know if anyone will confess to me after school starts. I want to ask my friends for their opinions, and then think about it."

He frowned: "Dating a relationship is not as good as you think. If the other party is not loyal to you, then you will be very painful."

"But no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. If my lover is a person with a strong sense of morality, a strong sense of responsibility, and a good temper, then I won't be in pain." Qu Yu looked yearning, The tone is a little naive.

Jing Rong only felt that the dishes in front of him had lost their alluring luster, and he ate a mouthful of vegetables, feeling a little unhappy for no reason.

"Change the subject," he looked up at Qu Yu, "I'll talk about this kind of thing later."

A meal was a little absent-minded.

Jing Rong hailed an online car-hailing car, and the two sat on the left and right in the back seat, and the atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

When the taxi was about to turn a corner, the taxi suddenly turned sharply, and Qu Yu leaned towards Jing Rong uncontrollably.

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to support him, and the two were so close that they could smell each other's scent for a while.

Qu Yu still smelled of peaches when they first met, sweet and playful, vaguely lingering.

"These food delivery people are really desperate, what a red light." The driver couldn't help muttering.

Jing Rong asked aloud, "Are you okay?"

Qu Yu shook his head, sat upright, and opened a distance.

Jing Rong stopped the hand protecting him in mid-air, then retracted it to his side.

The whole journey was silent until Qu Yu entered the rented house, and Qu Yu sighed, leaning back on the sofa and shaking her calf.

"Brother, I'm actually happy and unhappy today." Qu Yu looked sideways at Jing Rong and whispered.

Jing Rong raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"I'm happy because I went on a date with my brother to watch a movie. Are you unhappy?" Qu Yu sat up, tiptoe touching, "Probably because I think my brother doesn't like me that much, and he seemed unhappy all the time while eating."

When he was talking, he kept drooping his head, revealing a fair and slender neck, and his quiet appearance was somewhat cute.

Jing Rong's heart felt a little soft unconsciously, and he gently pulled the corner of his mouth, showing an unprofessional smile: "I'm not unhappy."

Just a little depressed.

He didn't know how to explain why he felt subtly dissatisfied when he heard Qu Yu say that he wanted to fall in love with others. He thought for a meal before he came up with a reason that could convince him.

Qu Yu is too good-looking, has a soft temper, and likes to cry, with a deceitful appearance.

The reason why others like him may not be so pure, and he is so yearning for love, if he is entrusted to someone else, it will only increase troubles.

Since he rented together with the other party, he has always treated the other party as his younger brother, and when he suddenly heard that the other party had such an idea, he would inevitably disapprove of it.

What's more, when he thought that Qu Yu might act like a baby with others one day, and look at others with red eyes, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

It was as if something that originally belonged to him was suddenly shared with others, and he would inevitably feel unhappy.

But these can't be said, it will make him appear selfish and crazy.

Jing Rong pushed his glasses, trying to change the subject: "Didn't you want to imitate the scenes in the movie you watched, why don't you try it now?"

Hearing this, Qu Yu immediately raised his head: "Really?"

"Well, do you still remember the lines and actions?" Jing Rong turned on the air conditioner, took a glass of water next to the water dispenser, and asked after taking a few sips.

Qu Yu nodded: "I remember."

"Then let's start." Jing Rong put down the cup and said.

He realized that the role hadn't been assigned yet, and was about to ask a question when a hand grabbed his arm.

The opponent's hand was beautiful, with well-defined joints and slender fingers, and the wrist bones protruded slightly when he held his arm loosely.

Qu Yu pulled his arm up, fingers stroking and jumping on his arm as if playing a piano, with a slightly intoxicated expression, lowering her head as if she was sniffing gently.

"It smells so good on you." He opened his eyes and said softly.

Jing Rong paused, realizing that the other party had directly claimed the role of the perverted murderer, he didn't hesitate any longer, and directly entered the state.

He didn't seem to move, but his arms were quietly exerting force, trying to counterattack the opponent in one fell swoop.

However, the other party was very keen, aware of his intentions before he made a move, and simply took his arm and pulled him into his arms.

The tip of Qu Yu's nose lightly brushed against Jing Rong's side neck, and his breath sprayed on that piece of skin, leaving some ambiguous signals.

"Wouldn't it be better to just cut here directly?" He murmured like a lover, and lightly tapped Jing Rong's aorta with his fingers.

"Blood will rush out at that time, and the blooming appearance must be very beautiful, my dear, do you want to try it." Qu Yu's voice was low, and her short hair caressed Jing Rong's chin inadvertently.

They look like they are standing and embracing each other, but they are testing each other where no one else knows.

Jing Rong clenched his free hand and swung it towards Qu Yu's lower abdomen. The other party seemed to be prepared to stop his attack before he was injured.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jing Rong turned sideways and broke free from the restraints: "I sent you a stupid thing."

He quickly cut Qu Yu's arms back and pressed Qu Yu against the wall.

In fact, there are a lot of fighting scenes in the movie, and they are just the beginning, but acting in this way alone will not have that kind of effect, so Jing Rong plans to stop here.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Qu Yu smiled slyly at him. Before he could react, he was successfully counterattacked by the opponent, and his position was reversed, and he became the person leaning against the wall.

"I caught my brother." Qu Yu smiled happily, but the strength of his hands could not be ignored.

Jing Rong was a little helpless: "It's over, and the rest of the show can't be performed."

"How could it be? The fighting scene can be staged later." Qu Yu said innocently.

There is indeed a short section in the back, where the murderer and his prey are kissing by the wall. It turns out that the prey was once the murderer's lover, but he left because of the other party's bad deeds. Who knows that this will be the case when they meet again.

Therefore, some people on the Internet guessed that the murderer lost on purpose, and it is not over-interpreted. After all, no one can fully understand the perverted mind.

Jing Rong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned his head: "It's not suitable, let me go."

The kiss scene is really not good.

Seeing him resisting, Qu Yu's eyes darkened, but she didn't insist anymore.

He let go of Jing Rong's hand, and then pretended to be relaxed and said, "Has that brother ever tried a kissing scene with someone else?"

"No." Jing Rong straightened his shirt and replied without hesitation.

Qu Yu calmed down a little, showing a simple smile: "That's good, if my brother has tried kissing scenes with others but doesn't want to try with me, I will feel that my brother hates me."

The way he spoke was very serious, Jing Rong couldn't help curling his lips slightly, and his tense body just now relaxed.

"Nothing," he replied, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "I don't hate you either."

"You really don't hate it?" Qu Yu blinked and asked.

Jing Rong remembered that the other party seemed to have asked this question before, and he didn't hate it at the time.

He thought for a while and said, "Well, don't think too much, as long as you don't do too much, I won't hate you."

"Then what is too much?"

"Brother, does that count?"

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