Before he could react, Chu Suiyun's embrace was emptied in an instant, and his hand that was in the air was withdrawn a little dryly, and then his low, disappointed voice sounded:

"goodbye."

...

A cafe in Shanlan City.

Kathy is a suave Beta woman with long soft chestnut hair pulled back over her left shoulder. At this time, she squeezed the straw of the drink in front of her nervously, and said to the young Alpha sitting opposite, "Qing Deng, it is indeed my aunt's opinion to come to Yunguo, but after all, we are a family, and I will always welcome you. You go home. You can't be alone here all your life."

Sitting across from her was Shen Qingdeng, Alpha's coat was taken off on another chair, and she was only wearing a thin hoodie. He sat in a casual position, with a peaked cap on his head, just covering his expression, his emotions were unpredictable.

After listening to the woman's sincere words, Shen Qingdeng still had no reaction, as if those words were just a gust of wind blowing past his ears and disappeared in an instant.

Kathy has never been very good at dealing with her nephew. She is a gentle and affectionate woman. Her sister is cruel to her nephew, and she feels indebted to this child. She tried to communicate well with him, but often with little success.

Because of his mother's cold treatment, Shen Qingdeng secretly took the documents and money at the age of 15 and ran to Yunguo, his father's hometown.

He has not returned home since then.

Casey wanted Shen Qingdeng to go home, and he tried to persuade him countless times in the past few years, but to no avail. A few days ago, when she heard the news that Shen Qingdeng had applied for a leave of absence, she hurriedly rushed over from the Federation.

"Can you tell Auntie why you applied for a leave of absence?" Kathy asked.

Hearing this question, Shen Qingdeng finally had a little reaction. He raised his drooping head, his dim eyes peeking out from under the brim of the peaked cap.

"Because there are people I can't see here." Shen Qingdeng replied lightly.

Casey didn't quite understand this. She pursed her lips, wondering if she should continue to ask. Just when she was struggling, Shen Qingdeng suddenly gave her an answer.

"I'll go home."

His tone was flat and casual, but it seemed to have a lot of weight.

Casey's eyes lit up, she almost thought she had auditory hallucinations, she repeatedly confirmed with some excitement: "Really? Great, great!"

Shen Qingdeng was not affected by her joy, but lowered her head in silence again.

He chose to go home, not to be reunited with his family. In fact, he didn't quite understand why his aunt was so obsessed with family, and he didn't have a very clear concept of family. Maybe his mother hated him, and he hated his mother, and there was an important reason that they were too similar, and they were extremely indifferent.

He was willing to go home just to stay away from Chu Muyu.

After that day, Chu Muyu's cell phone was never turned on again, and Shen Qingdeng naturally lost the window to monitor him.

In those few days, Shen Qingdeng seemed to have lost a very important part of his life, and he was suddenly at a loss. He used to spend a lot of time paying attention to Chu Muyu's movements every day, but now this can no longer be done, and he has a pain similar to a withdrawal reaction.

At the same time, he experienced his first susceptibility period in adulthood.

Shen Qingdeng is about to be nineteen years old, and he has not ushered in the susceptible period. As long as there are no accidents in the past two years, he will most likely be classified as a superior Alpha, and he will be free from the intrusion of the susceptible period throughout his life. But that night, Shen Qingdeng immediately entered the susceptible period after Chu Muyu, who had fallen into a fever period, was taken away.

The susceptibility period was difficult. When he was soberly watching himself crazy, and when he lost control of his emotions, he smashed the computer in the room.

He locked himself in his room for three whole days, and then made the decision to suspend his studies.

It's also time to leave. He was like a drug-dependent person. The most thorough withdrawal method was to destroy all possible ways to touch the drug. If he wanted to quit Chu Muyu, he had to go to a place far away from Chu Muyu.

"I'll stay here to help you clean up the things here, let's go home in three days, okay?" Casey obviously couldn't wait. Her years of hard work had responded, and she was inevitably excited.

Shen Qingdeng nodded dispensably: "You can arrange it."

...

After sending my brother away, another week passed, a warm Saturday.

It was just eight in the morning, and Chu Suiyun was already standing at the door, directing the workers of the moving company to help move the cardboard boxes.

Today he will officially move into Qin Miao's house.

I usually feel that I don't have a lot of things at all, and I only have a few pieces of clothes that are in season. When I moved, I found that all kinds of things could fill seven or eight huge cardboard boxes.

Qin Miao kicked a cardboard box and walked out of the study, a little surprised: "Do you have to bring so many books?"

Chu Suiyun walked over to help him drag the box and replied, "Yes, I want to write a thesis."

"It's good, there is finally a cultural person in the family." Qin Miao teased.

Chu Suiyun had long been accustomed to the two jokes in Qin Miao's three sentences, and he was also spoiled by him. At this time, he said triumphantly, "Let me nurture and nurture you in the future, so that your stench will not stun others."

Qin Miao raised her eyebrows, grabbed Chu Suiyun's waist, and approached cheekily: "It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day, it's better to nurture me now."

Chu Suiyun smiled and kissed the tip of his nose.

The mover saw this scene as soon as he entered the door. He was so frightened that he was at a loss, choked with saliva in his throat, and coughed frantically: "Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Chu Suiyun was startled, his face was still inferior to that of Qin Miao, a businessman. He quickly separated from Qin Miao, lowered his head, and instructed Qin Miao in a clear way: "Quick, move the box."

Half an hour later, all the boxes were finally loaded into the truck, and the small pickups were just piled up, and the group set off for Qin Miao's house.

Qin Miao drove by himself, he and Chu Suiyun did not go with the movers, but told the workers the address and went separately.

They arrived a while earlier, and first packed some space and left it for Chu Suiyun to put things. When the movers called and said it, they went downstairs to move things together.