Fast-traveling cannon fodder has become a heartthrob

Chapter 6 Seagulls no longer love the sea, they can fly farther (6)

He stared blankly at the back of the boy leaving, his eyelashes were wet, and his eyes were as dark as dark water.

The carpet had already lost the warmth of another person, and Xia Jinghuai was picking at the game controller in his hand.

At only seven or eight years old, his facial features are exquisite and pure, but there is a shadow in his eyes that doesn't match his age.

The hour hand turned slowly, and time slipped through the fingers.

The sound of high heels came from outside, light and elegant.

Xia Jinghuai dropped the game controller in his hand, ran up quickly, and quietly closed the door of the room.

Xia Jinghuai's eyes dimmed as his thin body leaned against the door.

The soundproofing effect of the room was very good. Xia Jinghuai lay on the door and didn't hear the sound from the corridor outside. After coming here for a long time, his tense body relaxed slightly because he thought he was safe.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Xia Jinghuai suddenly clenched his fingers until his nails sank into the palm of his hand, and the tingling pain woke him up.

Maybe it was because he was silent for too long, the knock on the door became more and more urgent.

Xia Jinghuai lowered his head, turned the handle of the door, and the door was opened.

Xia Zihan walked in with his face against the light, and locked the door behind him.

At this time, the woman lost her dignity and femininity. She lit a cigarette, dangling it between her bright red lips, and puffed.

The curtains were closed tightly, and there was no light in the room.

She turned on the light and saw the boy curled up on the sofa.

"You went out today?"

Xia Jinghuai stared at her quietly, there seemed to be panic on his delicate white face.

He called out tentatively.

"Mother……"

Snapped--

The woman's nails were freshly done, sharp and bright red, and a bloodstain was drawn on the boy's fair and smooth cheek.

His entire face was crooked from the beating, and his face suddenly became red and swollen.
She stepped forward a few steps, raised her hand and clenched Xia Jinghuai's chin, ignoring the boy's painful struggle, and said bitterly and twistedly: "Didn't I not allow you to come out? Tell me what's the use of you, even people don't care." I will please you, it is because of you that I have fallen to this point!"

Originally thought that marrying into the Chu family would allow her to live the life she dreamed of as a rich wife, but the circle of noble women is not something she can integrate into if she wants to. Ask, basically seldom go home, even if they come back, they will go to Chu Yu.

Chu Ye only had his precious son in his heart!
Let Xia Jinghuai try to curry favor with Chu Yu and establish a good relationship, so that Chu Ye might look at her more.

But Xia Jinghuai won't even please!
Now their mother and son don't have any foothold in the Chu family, and even a maid will give her a bad face.

"It's all your fault! You can't do this little thing well! What use do I need you for?"

"You lose money! I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place!"

"Why can't you earn some gas?"

The woman's expression was distorted, her shrill voice was extremely piercing, pinching and hitting the boy, her long nails seemed to be able to dig out a piece of flesh.

When the mood calmed down a little, the woman hugged the boy and wept bitterly, her eye makeup was smudged with tears, she was embarrassed and hideous.

"Huai'er, Mom didn't do it on purpose. As long as you please Chu Yu, as long as you can make Chu Yu accept you, our good days will come. When you grow up, the Chu family will be ours."

The boy's dark obsidian-like pupils were numb and lifeless, his face was bloodless, pale and gloomy, and he was completely lacking in his usual cuteness.

After a while, like a subconscious reaction, the slender and thick black eyelashes drooped slightly, against the white and transparent complexion underneath, he showed a cute smile, but the black eyes were calm and lifeless like a cold pool , like a split, weird and terrifying.

His immature voice was soft, revealing a trace of strangeness.

"Okay, Mom."

The woman's cry was loud and unpleasant, like a crow screaming heart-piercingly.

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The golden sun poured down and poured into the vast expanse of blue waves.

Chu Yu sat on the couch by the floor-to-ceiling windows, fiddled with the guitar in her hand, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, the melody was beautiful and light, and the tone was ethereal.

Niu Colu·System in his mind cried, made trouble and hanged himself, but failed to get a word from Chu Yu.

Niu Colu·System: 〖The host is big, the male lead was bullied, he was beaten so badly, he was bleeding, so cruel, how could he be so bad, the male lead is so cute, hey~〗

Chu Yu: 〖Arguing again, I'll show you to death. 〗

Niu Colu·The system was as quiet as a chicken in an instant, and the fart didn't dare to let one go.

"Knock-"

There was a regular knock on the door, and Chu Yu plucked the strings of the guitar, so engrossed that he didn't hear it at all.

Without the owner's permission, an outsider pushes the door and comes in. The man with stern features and indifferent eyes like thin ice is wearing a white sweater. with fruit.

Stepping on the soft blanket, there was no sound.

"Young master, let's eat something." Xing Zhuo's voice was sweet and hoarse, intimate and gentle.

What responded to him was a book that flew over, Xing Zhuo didn't even blink his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and firmly grasped the book that was about to hit his face.

Xing Zhuo's tone was soft, as if he was coaxing a child who was making trouble: "Young master, don't make trouble."

Chu Yu admired this kind of person. After wearing the perfect mask for a long time, she really thought it was her original appearance.

Her fingers were still resting on the guitar. That hand was slender and graceful, and the knuckles were as crystal clear as snow. From the bones to the flesh, everything was white and beautiful.

Her glazed eyes are like amber gemstones, her lips are bright red, and her complexion is like snow. She seems to be in a bad mood, her beautiful and coquettish eyebrows are slightly lowered, "You are very brave, who allowed you to come in?"

The whole body is full of sharp thorns, bruising anyone who wants to get close.

Xing Zhuo didn't care, he put the plate in front of the boy.

Bright and plump cherries, a full plate.

Chu Yu's favorite fruit is cherries, and she is very picky about eating. Even if the chef cooks them in different ways every day, she is tired and won't eat too much.

But now the young man hates hypocritical men, so naturally he would not even look at the cherries he brought, even if it was her favorite fruit.

The slender and white hands carelessly waved the fruit bowl away, and the fruit bowl hit the blanket with a muffled sound. The full cherries rolled all over the ground, and one extra plump one rolled to Xing Zhuo's feet.

The boy holding the guitar looked up at him coldly, and pulled his lips at him arrogantly and disdainfully.

It seemed to be provocative, maybe trying to break his calm surface.

Like a kitten that thinks it has sharp claws and fangs, if it shows its claws in front of him, he can even strangle it to death with one hand,

Xing Zhuo thought calmly.

— really ignorant.

(End of this chapter)