All the grapes that had just been washed rolled down and scattered on the ground.

"Who the fuck asked you to touch my thing?" The boy clenched his left hand tightly, his eyes were filled with redness, and his sharp rage rolled in his deep eyes, with a sense of oppression and aggressiveness, and he spoke sternly, and each word seemed to be passing through the blade, "Who gave you a face?"

Jingwei didn't expect Chu Xu's reaction to be so big. He was shocked for a moment, his face turned pale, and the smile on his face could not be maintained.

"Just a few books... You really like it, aunt will buy it back for you."

"What do you think you are? I think it's dirty!" Chu Xu sneered, and everyone at the corners of his eyes was dazzling sarcasm. The deep and cold disgust in his eyes hit Jingwei without any concealment. He smiled lightly, and every word was like a knife, thrusting hard into people's hearts: "Even if you enter the house, you will always be just a third party who interferes. Wouldn't it be disgusting?"

"You—" Jing's body was trembling with breath, "How can you say this?! Who taught you this kind of thing? I am the third party?! You should ask your father carefully if he was voluntary!"

"Is there any difference?" Chu Xu gritted his teeth, suppressing the furiousness of the blank sweeping deep in his chest, and squeezed out word by word from between his lips and teeth, "Where is the book?"

"I said it and threw it away!" Jing Wei was also annoyed and raised the volume: "I have been thrown into the trash can outside!"

Chu Xu had no intention of having meaningless disputes with Jingwei here again. All his thoughts were almost blank. The young man's anger was always ruined and he would never give up. He almost tore his heart apart. He turned around and ran out, his body was frozen and cold, and his steps were hasty and staggering.

The moment he kicked open the door, Chu Xu ran into the boy who had just returned from outside.

The man held a dark umbrella, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, his shirt was white, and his breath was stained with the coolness outside.

Chu Xu didn't even look at him this time, his eyes were so red that he rushed out without even taking an umbrella.

The boy's eyelashes did not tremble for a moment. He stood in the entrance hall and glanced indifferently at a scene in the living room. His eyes were pitch black and cold. After looking at the woman silently, Ranbai walked out with expressionless face.

"Where are you going?!"

Behind him is the woman's sharp questioning.

Ranbai ignored it.

The heavy rain was so violent that it almost made people wet. Even if you hold an umbrella, it would not stop the coolness that invaded your bone marrow.

The cold wind blew into people's bones like a knife.

When Ran Bai was far away, he looked at the young master who had always been arrogant and had nothing to do and kicked the trash cans hard. He looked for something regardless of any obsession with cleanliness, searching for one after another, but those trash cans were probably cleaned up just now, and there were only a few trash.

The man staggered and half-kneeled on the ground, his back stretched into a beautiful bow, and was trembling slightly. The rain hit him hard without any obstruction. He soon wet his clothes and showed an indescribable embarrassment.

The boy looked at Chu Xu indifferently and was in a state of dismay.

The rain fell on the face and the heart, just like a sudden tsunami that no one knew.

Chu Xu half-kneeled there, staring at the mess in front of him. The rain blurred his vision. Suddenly, the sadness mixed with the confusion of nowhere almost submerged him and could not breathe.

In a trance,

An umbrella,

Lean towards him.

Covered the heavy rain.

Chu Xu noticed something, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly saw the person beside him with a blank expression.

The boy half-kneeled beside him, holding an umbrella for him with one hand, and half of his shoulders were exposed to the rain, his eyebrows were picturesque and his face was calm.

The two looked at each other in the rain.

Chu Xu's eyes were numb and empty without any temperature. The biting disgust and even hatred were like this heavy rain hitting the boy. The three-foot-long ice in it was not a day's cold, spanning the cold of several years and reflected heavily into Ranbai's eyes.

"Bang--!"

The umbrella was pushed away and knocked over and fell on the ground, splashing into the broken sky.

"Get out." After almost brutally lifting the umbrella that the boy held for him, Chu Xu withdrew his gaze and didn't look at Ranbai. The words he spit out almost brushed across the tip of the knife. The tail end trembled slightly due to extreme anger, exuding a repressive and cold disgust, his voice hoarse and hurtful.

Ranbai listened to the word, his eyebrows didn't move, and he knelt half-kneel beside Chu Xu in a cold and noble manner, speaking without hesitation, his voice melting the chill of the rainy night: "You are wet here and make yourself so embarrassed, is it useful?"

"I'll let you get out!" Chu Xu suddenly grabbed the boy's collar and threw the person away hard. The rain splashed everywhere, causing the two of them to wear. His fingers were used fiercely, and he shivered and shivered. When he looked at him, his eyes were red, and he was almost a sharp resistance. The cold disgust in his eyes was more intense than ever.

Caught unexpectedly, the boy staggered for a moment, but his expression was still calm. His eyelashes did not move for a moment. The rain fell on him and slid down along the lines of his side face. His white shirt was wet, showing a sense of indifference.

The pain surging in his stomach was severe, but Ranbai didn't even tremble his eyelashes. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the slender and white hand, then reached out to hold it, put his five fingers together, stared at Chu Xu, his voice was indifferent and low: "Your anger now can't solve any problem."

"Jingbai." Chu Xu stared at him and suddenly laughed, showing a more and more sarcastic ridicule. He even smiled so hard that his shoulders were trembling slightly, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he paused word by word, hitting his heart with the heavy rain: "Who do you think you are?"

"What are you going to care about me?" Chu Xu's eyes were stained with a cold smile, his fluttering lips, and his words were very light: "It's up to your mother to be a mistress for a few years, right?"

He used the sharpest words and the sharpest knife to stab the other person in his heart.

Leave no room for anything.

The rain fell silently in the boy's eyes, his pupils were dark without any impurities, and he was as cold and crisp as if a thin layer of glass was covered with, deep and deadly.

He didn't say a word, and listened to Chu Xu's biting words like a cold eye.

What Chu Xu was most annoying was the boy's unrest, as if he had punched him in a cotton, and he felt an angry and powerless feeling. When he met the other person's cold eyes, this feeling became extremely strong.

His chest was filled with a disgusting feeling, and his eyes were full of the two people from a few years ago hugging each other outside the mourning hall.

That day,

The rain also rained so heavily.

same.

The biting cold penetrated Chu Xu's bones inch by inch, penetrated into the bone cracks, and it hurt so much that it was numb.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to that day.

It was late at night and the rain was falling. The boy was wearing a white mourning uniform and stood outside the mourning hall, watching them silently from hugging to kissing, and looking at them with expressionless expressions from beginning to end.
Chapter completed!