Yan Qiu realized almost instantly that it was Qin Mu's voice.

This is the person's usual tone of voice, leisurely and lazy, and when he pronounces the word "Autumn", the ending sound rises slightly, as if he is teasing.

Yan Qiu turned his head, as expected.

The visitor had broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender stature, a pair of fox-like narrow eyes embedded in the white skin, and a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of the nose, which perfectly covered the shrewdness in the eyes.

He was wearing a black cashmere shirt, the cuffs were rolled up slightly, revealing the arms with distinct meridians inside.

When Yan Qiu saw it was him, he immediately turned around and wanted to leave, but in the end he was a step too late and was stopped by him.

"Is that why you don't want to see me?" Qin Mu said, raised his hand to support his glasses, covering the expression in his eyes.

Yan Qiu took a step back to distance himself from him, but he still smelled the elegant fragrance of lily of the valley that he was used to.

This taste is like a dick wrapped in sugar, knowing that the sweetness is extremely poisonous, but for a moment, Yan Qiu still irresistibly wanted to sink in.

Therefore, he almost ran away from Qin Mu's gaze.

The thin white fingers clenched subconsciously, and the nails sank into the palm of his hand. The pain in his hand finally allowed him to calm down for a moment.

"No, I just have something to go back."

"I just saw you just came out of the living room." Qin Mu mercilessly exposed his clumsy lies.

Just finished speaking, but the voice lowered, and the tone seemed to be a little bit lost, "You deleted my contact information, blocked my number, and refused to see me, why?"

Even if he didn't raise his head, Yan Qiu could still imagine his expression at this moment.

The slender eyelashes fell, and she looked down at herself with a gentle expression, with a bit of sadness.

If it was before, Yan Qiu would probably be so confused by him that he apologized immediately, but listening to him now, it is easy to hear his pretense and perfunctory.

The love and hate that Yan Qiu experienced in the first twenty years were all so straightforward, without the slightest concealment, love is love, not love is not love, so he still didn't understand why Qin Muming loathed him so much that it was almost disgusting, but still couldPretend to be gentle and affectionate in front of him.

"Xiaoqiu..." Qin Mu sighed, as if he wanted to continue to condemn him for his capriciousness and indifference.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Qiu couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Isn't it good?" Although Yan Qiu tried hard to force himself to reply calmly.

"What?" Qin Mu looked puzzled.

"You don't have to stare at my disgusting face anymore, and you don't have to suppress your nausea to comfort me, isn't that good?"

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and quickly realized that he smiled, but the smile was very weak.

"You knew already."

Yan Qiu watched the goodwill he had pretended just now recede like a tide, and there was an expression in his eyes that he had seen in the eyes of countless people since he returned to Fu's house.

Obviously the pain was numb, but didn't expect it to be more painful.

Fu Shuangchi was very popular among the new generation of wealthy young men in the upper class of City A, so when he came back, everyone was afraid that he would harbor resentment and hurt Fu Shuangchi.

Therefore, he was very unfriendly to him, and made countless stumbling blocks for him overtly and secretly, deliberately teasing him to make a fool of himself on various occasions.

Only Qin Mu was the only one among them who treated him well.

When those people go too far, they will frown and come to help him out, hand him a handkerchief when he is crying alone, comfort him not to feel bad, prepare gifts for him during festivals, and give him care when he needs it.

This is the preference and warmth that Yan Qiu has never received in more than 20 years.

Yan Qiu admits that he is such a person who lacks love, so even if he feels a little bit of kindness, he can't wait to repay with everything.

There are very few people who have been kind to him since he was a child, so he cherishes everyone who appears.

It's like a drowning person desperately grabbing the only straw around him, even if he knows it's useless and will sink sooner or later, he still has to cling to him.

Not long ago Qin Mu invited him on his birthday, and he bought a ring with the money he saved as a gift.

However, when he was about to go out, he ran into Fu Shuangchi.

Fu Shuangchi snatched the gift box in his hand, smiled and bent over when she saw the gift he had prepared, leaned on the chair, and looked down at him.

"Ring? It seems that you are really tempted. Brother Qin is really capable."

Yan Qiu ignored him and wanted to go out, but he stopped him, "Are you sure you want to bring shame on yourself?"

After Yan Qiu asked, he stopped and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Actually, I really want to watch a good show for a while longer, but unfortunately I can't help it, it's so funny, hahahahahaha..."

"What on earth do you mean?" Yan Qiu looked at the unscrupulous sarcasm on his face, and felt something was wrong. Sure enough, he continued to say in the next second: "You don't really think he likes you, do you?"

Fu Shuangchi said, walked slowly in front of him, looked him up and down, and then commented: "Second brother, you really don't have self-knowledge."

Fu Shuangchi said with a light snort, took out his phone, and clicked on a recording.

Although there was no picture, Yan Qiu could still recognize that it was Qin Mu's voice.

The voice that was always gentle and smiling in front of me was so mean and harsh through the phone.

"Just a cowardly bumpkin."

"I dare not lift my eyes when I look at people. I feel unlucky when I look at his face."

"People who grew up in that kind of place... probably give you a bone and give you your life."

"Xiao Chi, in one month, I can make him give up on me."

...

After all, Yan Qiu did not walk out of Fu's house that night.

He went back to his room, sat on the bed and looked at the ring he bought.

In fact, he bought a pair of rings, and spent a week after buying them to carve each other's initials on the inside of the ring body.

His is Q, Qin Mu's is Y.

At that time, the stitches had just been removed in his right hand, and every time he exerted force, he felt a sharp pain, but at that time, as long as he thought of the picture of Qin Mu wearing it, he felt like he was happy.

He is like a squirrel spending the cold winter alone, saving a little of the sporadic and countable happiness in his life every day until it fills up his small warehouse, so that he can spend the never-ending severe winter with peace of mind.

However, it was only today that he found out that the things he painstakingly picked up were nothing but stones covered with pine nuts.

Everything is fake.

Whether it's ostracism and teasing on the surface, or deception in secret.

It's all just for Fu Shuangchi's happiness.

Some people are surrounded by fireworks, but some people worry that they are too cold.

Some people crawl in the ice and snow, but they still have to be deprived of sporadic warmth.

Yan Qiu finally let go of his palm, and threw the ring that he didn't have time to give away into the trash can.

Then he deleted all of Qin Mu's contact information, and fell asleep holding the pendant his aunt gave him.

Yan Qiu looked up at Qin Mu.

He once regarded Qin Mu as the only light in this gloomy and hopeless life, but later found that this light was just the reflection that was accidentally projected on himself when shining on others.

Since it belongs to oneself, then don’t want it.

The matter was so clear that Yan Qiu felt that there was no need to say more and wanted to leave.

However, as soon as he turned around, Qin Mu grabbed his wrist.

Yan Qiu stopped and turned around, and then saw Qin Mu smiled, his eyes looked down, as if looking down.

All the pretense was shattered in an instant, and Yan Qiu saw the familiar arrogance again, but it seemed to be mixed with some inexplicable anger.

"What right do you have to say it's over?"

"I started the game, and even if it ends, I will end it."

The heart seemed to be sliced by a rusty knife, the pain was not sharp, but long.

"Okay." Yan Qiu asked wearily, "Then what do you mean by the end?"

Qin Mu seemed to be stopped by his question, and he didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were getting darker and darker.

Holding his fingers hard, it hurt him a lot.

Yan Qiu felt the pain and shook off Qin Mu's hand.

He didn't want to bother with Qin Mu anymore, so he turned and walked back.

However, before he took a few steps, he heard Qin Mu's deliberately lowered voice coming from behind him.

He said, "Yan Qiu, I will not let you go."

Yan Qiu returned to the living room, but saw that the place just now was already empty.

The servant at the side told him that it was lunch time and they had already gone to the restaurant to eat.

When Yan Qiu heard this, even though he had no appetite, he hurried over.

According to the rules of the Fu family, there is no dinner when there are not enough people.

The servant pushed open the door of the restaurant for him, and there was a slight sound when the door opened and closed.

The sound was like a signal, and the people who were chatting and laughing fell silent for a moment, and looked at him in unison.

Yan Qiu hated such gazes, but he didn't dare to lower his head, so he could only meet their gazes and walked over to sit down.

Then he apologized, "I'm late."

The mother seemed to want to smooth things over, but before she could say anything, she heard the grandmother speak first: "Leave without saying a word, and let the elders wait for you, what are you talking about?"

Saying that, he put down the handkerchief in his hand to wipe his hands heavily.

When Yan Qiu met her gaze, it was no surprise that he saw obvious dissatisfaction and contempt in her eyes.

Yan Qiu has heard of intergenerational relatives since he was a child, and he has also felt the meaning of this sentence in countless grandparents of his peers.

But when he was in that home, his grandparents had already passed away.

Later, when he returned to Fu's house, he learned that besides his parents and eldest brother, he also had grandparents. He was so excited that he held the pendant and talked to his aunt all night.

He thought his grandparents would always love him.

However, when his father took him back to the old house for the first time, the gorgeously dressed white-haired woman stared at him for a while, and then commented, "It's far from good."

At that time, Yan Qiu stood there at a loss, not understanding who was the comparison in her mouth?

It was only later that found out that she was talking about Fu Shuangchi.

Fu Shuangchi was brought up by her personally.

She was trained to play the piano, play ball, taste tea, play chess, and ride horses.

Fu Shuangchi has a leisurely self-confidence built up with money.

This is something he will never have.

Mr. Fu was fine, he waved at him.

Yan Qiu froze for a moment, walked over and stopped in front of him.

After a long time, a warm and broad palm landed on the top of his head, and then, Mr. Fu's old and majestic voice sounded.

He said: "It's good to come back, I have suffered for so many years."

Mr. Fu is probably the only person in the Fu family who truly regards him as a relative, but the aura he has accumulated during his life at the helm of the group is too majestic, so Yan Qiu doesn't dare to get close to him.

This time too, in the end it was Mr. Fu who helped him out, "Okay, let's eat."

Everyone heard that, whether they wanted to or not, they picked up their knives and forks and started eating.

In front of Mr. Fu, Fu Shuangchi didn't dare to be presumptuous, and he didn't make any sound during a meal.

It was rare for Yan Qiu to finish a meal easily.

On the way back, Yan Qiudi kept repeating what Qin Mu said in the old house just now in his mind.

In fact, you can probably guess Qin Mu's thoughts. Their class grew up surrounded by stars, and he was probably the first person to blackmail him.

Just a moment of anger.

Yan Qiu figured out this joint, thinking that he was nothing more than trying to save himself with others at some party, so that he could win a round by losing himself.

However, unexpectedly, nothing happened again for a long time after that.

Yan Qiu finally let go of the heart that had been hanging on for a long time. He thought that Qin Mu might just be angry for a while.

However, just when he was finally turning over the matter in his mind.

When he woke up one day, he found that the pendant he never left was gone.