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Chapter 77, Can I Befriend You?
Without waiting for the woman to finish speaking, Han Yue said extremely coldly, "No need, I'll go by myself"
After he finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked away without even looking at the woman.
"Ayue..."
Xi Yingxue looked at the thin and stern back of the boy, and the smile on her face gradually faded.
It's been a year...
The boy's attitude towards him really hasn't changed at all.
Xi Yingxue's slender and tender white hands rubbed the steering wheel and lost her mind for a while.
It wasn't until the two boys who often stayed with Han Yue politely said goodbye to her that she regained her senses.
She returned to her impeccable and decent appearance, and waved to them gracefully and gently.
Immediately, without further delay, he glanced at the boy who left, restarted the sports car, and left.
Su Mu and Zhong Ye were slightly relieved after watching the sports car disappear from their field of vision.
Xi Yingxue is Han Yue's mother. When they saw her for the first time, both of them were surprised, because she looked so young, she didn't look like a son like Brother Youyue at all.
So the two of them once made up all kinds of rich and powerful plots and suspected that this person was their stepmother.
But it turns out that they think too much.
Xi Yingxue is indeed Han Yue's biological mother, but she doesn't seem to have a good relationship with their brother Yue.
The few times they've met, they've never seen Han Yue have any good looks towards her.
The two of them tacitly agreed and stopped making noise. It was not until they were different from Han Yue that Su Mu spoke.
"Brother Yue, do you want to call a car for you?"
Han Yue lowered his head, black hair covered half of his eyebrows, and his temperament was cold and gloomy, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was the same as usual, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "No, you go first, don't worry about it. I"
Both Su Mu and Zhong Ye knew his temper, so when they heard the words, they stopped disturbing, and after saying a few words, they turned around and left.
As soon as they left, Han Yue leaned against the railing on the side of the road, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.
Turning the lighter in his hand, he tilted his head, and with a "click", the bright flames instantly lit up, illuminating his cold white skin with a brief warmth.
In just two seconds, the smell of nicotine permeated the surroundings.
His eyelids drooped slightly, his expression was very relaxed, and when the white smoke spit out from his thin lips, there was an indescribable dejection and coldness.
It was clearly not dark yet, but there seemed to be no light around the boy.
He seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness a little bit, but also seemed to be self-indulgent, willing to sink into the quagmire.
He leaned here casually, and it turned out to be a dangerous and charming scenery of its own.
A little girl next to him gave him a lot of glances, and smiled coquettishly with the little sisters around him.
"Go, don't be afraid"
"no……"
"Oh, don't be mad, let's go."
The girl in the pink skirt blushed. With the encouragement of her good friend, she finally gathered up her courage, walked up to the boy, and asked intermittently, "You, hello, can I...friend?"
Soft and shy voice, with a vibrato that is full of protection.
The girl looked at Han Yue, her eyes were clearly timid, but she didn't want to look away like a charm.
Han Yue narrowed his eyes in the smoke, glanced at her, and uttered only one word.
"roll"
The voice without any emotion is too pleasant, but also surprisingly ruthless.