Qin Mingzhu found that Yan Jiayu's little intimate gestures towards him became less and less, no more touching his head, no more wiping his mouth, and no more hugging and sleeping together.

Yan Jiayu became very busy. If he hugged his pillow and went to sleep with Yan Jiayu at night, he would only sleep alone first. When he woke up, he was already in his bed.

Qin Mingzhu has lost many privileges here in Yan Jiayu, although Yan Jiayu still treats him very well, for example, he still queues up to buy cakes for him.

It turned out that someone was chasing Qin Mingzhu, sending him things for dozens of days, hundreds of days, and asking for warmth, and one day that person suddenly disappeared.

Two days later, Qin Mingzhu saw that the other party was talking intimately with another person. He didn't look away, and was surrounded by friends and walked over.

After another two or three weeks, that person came to the door again, saying that Qin Mingzhu had no heart at all.

Qin Mingzhu has a heart, but he didn't understand his heart at first.

There are too many people who are kind to him, and one will make up for a new one, so he never lacks love, and he never retains the people around him. Just like the flowers in the conservatory, when one is thanked, a new one will always bloom.

But Yan Jiayu has never been a flower.

When Qin Mingzhu found out that Yan Jiayu's approach to him had changed and she would be so sad, she suddenly figured out something.

He cared about Yan Jiayu very much, not the kind of caring about his relatives. He didn't want Yan Jiayu to know about his friends, because he was afraid that Yan Jiayu would be with his friends, and because he liked Yan Jiayu.

Yan Jiayu kissed him, but he didn't get angry, also because he liked Yan Jiayu.

The moment Qin Mingzhu wanted to understand, he was ashamed of his selfishness and dullness.

The dullness may be changed, but selfishness——

Qin Mingzhu felt that he probably didn't want Yan Jiayu to be with others, and he already felt pain just thinking about that scene.

Qin Mingzhu, who figured it out, first went to his friend that day, he apologized to him, and then said that he liked Yan Jiayu.

"So I can't help you confess to him. If you want to confess, you can do it yourself, but I also told you in advance that I will compete with you."

When my friend heard this, he smiled bitterly, "Who dares to compete with you, and I can't bear it. I'm also afraid that I will be with your brother and you will drown me with tears."

As a joke, Qin Mingzhu would usually be annoyed and glared at people when he heard it, but this time he said thank you very seriously.

Hearing this, the man shook his head even more bitterly, and then said with a smile after a moment, "Alright, your brother is with you, in the future you will be famous and you will be able to reduce a lot of wild bees and butterflies. I look at those people. Annoying. Recently, there have been many posts from you on the school forum, have you read it?"

Qin Mingzhu's mind was no longer on the conversation. He fumbled a few words perfunctorily, full of thoughts on how to confess to Yan Jiayu.

He never confessed to anyone.

After doing a lot of homework, a prototype of a confession began to be constructed in Qin Mingzhu's mind.

He wants to make a sculpture of Yan Jiayu.

Qin Mingzhu drew the design draft by himself, asked classmates in the major to help, and locked himself in the sculpture room day and night.

He was afraid that Yan Jiayu would find out the clue and excused that he was going to participate in the competition, so he would be very busy, and he was also afraid that the other party would see his disgraced appearance, so he took a shower in the hotel near the school every day and came back.

After months of hard work, Qin Mingzhu finally completed his work.

The golden sunlight passes through the three-meter-high transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and falls on the pure white marble sculpture of equal height. The young man raised his eyebrows and drooped his eyes. He was very clear-headed. His naked back gave birth to a pair of huge wings. Every feather on the wings was lifelike. Silk cloth like pigeon blood ran through his legs like water. , very wild and divine.

Qin Mingzhu felt that this might be the most proud work of his life.

But his confession failed.

Yan Jiayu accepted his confession in front of everyone, but when only the two of them left, he said.

"I can't promise you, the pearl."

Chapter 14

Qin Mingzhu lived back to his home.

Grandfather went to visit relatives and friends in the city of the uncle in politics some time ago, where there were some older grandfather's old friends. The father and several cousins ​​were busy with large acquisitions, and the mother was busy organizing women's mutual assistance charity party.

No one in the Qin family noticed Qin Mingzhu's wrong.

He put himself in the studio and told others that he had to prepare the final exam. In fact, Qin Mingzhu was dazed in a bunch of tools and materials.

This state has continued for several days.

Suddenly, didn't know where was thrown.

He blinked slowly and found a phone that was not stopped behind the curtains after a long time.

The relationship between the people who called Qin Mingzhu was barely considered young, and they were in a school from kindergarten.

"Pearl, I heard that you have taken off the order recently?"

On the other side of the phone, Qin Mingzhu breathed a moment of messy breath, and he curled up without holding his mobile phone's hand.

The Shan Ran continued to say: "Since you have taken off, go out and play, give you a bombing party, and call your Jiayu brother."

Qin Mingzhu hurried his fingers and loosened it again. Snow teeth bitten the red lips. "You know he doesn't like your kind of bombardment, he thinks he is smoky."

Shan Ran smiled lowly, "Brother Jiayu is different from people like me. Do you think the pearls are not so angry? I invited a foreign performance team to celebrate your offer. You will be with you Jiayu in the future Together, this kind of bombing is afraid to participate, so come tonight? Just be the last carnival. "

The last carnival?

Qin Mingzhu was silent in his heart.

Is it a carnival?

One minute later.

"Come." Qin Mingzhu heard himself say.

Villas covering more than 1,000 square meters are brilliant, and the floor -to -ceiling windows can be glimpsed from a few meters of floor -to -ceiling windows.

Copper gilt roses around the thin branches retro ceiling lights, hanging warm orange lights under the cloth, and marble pillars straight star river pattern ceiling. Qin Mingzhu was holding a wine glass in one hand, holding the feather gold chain mask in the other hand, covering his face virtually.