MTL - Blooming Romance-Chapter 27

Chu Yu relied on the railings on the banks of the Thames, waiting for the flames to buy two cups of hot coffee to warm his hands, quietly looking at the river, the wind blowing his hair, he has not cut hair for two months, hair Long a lot.

Yan Yanchen came back with two cups of coffee, like a trotting leg, and apologized: "Let you wait for a long time."

Chu Yu took a cup of coffee, the temperature infiltrated into the body from the palm of his hand and said: "Is it tired? We are sitting there and taking a break and talking."

Yan Yanchen took out the paper towel and wiped the public bench attentively, so that Chu Hao sat down and said, "I will take you to the archery in the afternoon? Have you ever played archery? Would you like to try it? It is quite interesting."

There is a lack of interest in Chu Yu, and there is no place to nod. The two have a sentence without a word to chat.

The snow flakes in the sky.

Yan Yanchen saw Chu Yu raise his head, and the snow fell on his reddish nose, and was instantly melted into a small crystal waterdrop.

Chu Yu said: "There is no way to shoot an arrow."

Yan Yanchen said: "Let's go home."

They got up and prepared to leave.

A man with a wool hat ran to him in front of him with a piece of paper. No, it was a painting.

Pencil sketch, painted is Chu.

He painted his slight side face, and smiled and talked with Yan Yanchen. Chu stunned. When he looked at Xiaoyan, was it like this?

Is it so gentle?

He didn't know it himself.

The author of the painting said: "Fifty pounds."

Chu Yu handed the painting back: "It's too expensive, you are strong buy and sell."

The painting was intercepted halfway, and Yan Chenchen said: "I buy."

Chu Yu looked at him.

Yan Yanchen said: "Can't take pictures, let me keep the picture always? I will pay for it myself."

Despite this, Yan Yanchen still worried that Chu Yu would disagree, and Chu looked at him and looked at the painting again. If it's just a photo, just press the delete button, there is no real feeling, but this is a picture, it is a real thing, if you want to destroy it can only be broken... he can't bear it.

buy it.

However, it is not easy to buy it in this way. There is no face. Chu Yu bargains and says: "Fifty pounds are too expensive, thirty pounds."

The painter shook his head and argued that: "No, fifty pounds, I think that this painting is very good. You see, when you look at your lover, you are full of love and the details of the guilty feelings that have suffered." It’s very good, isn’t it worth fifty pounds? I still think it’s cheap.”

Chu Yu suddenly rose red face, what is "full of love"? He immediately turned his face: "Do not buy."

Yan Yanchen quickly said: "Buy and buy."

To be honest, he has not bought such a cheap painting in his life. In his opinion, he is willing to save money after adding three or four zeros.

Yan Yanchen still bought fifty pounds to buy the painting. He was very satisfied. He also spent a few pounds to buy the old painting tube to protect the painting and hold it in his arms.

Chu Yu looked at the strange embarrassed, awkwardly said: "You are really spending money, still stupid, being cheated."

Yan Yanchen suddenly kissed him: "I like it very much."

Chu Yu was unprepared and was kissed by him. He said, "I have said that you should not be on the street."

Yan Yanchen was taught: "Oh, then let's go back to my parents, and I will be enough."

Early next morning.

Chu Yu got up early, wiped off the white fog on the window, and saw that the original green courtyard was wrapped in silver overnight.

After he woke up, he did not touch the flames lying on his side.

Where did the flames go?

Chu Yu changed clothes and left the bedroom.

But the house is so scary that he doesn't know where to go to find the flames.

Chu stunned in the corridor, outside is the ice and snow, the table inside the warm house is placed with flowers, this is a very strange scene, Chu Yu stopped.

Chu Yu, even thinking, met Yan Yanchen is not a dream he made, perhaps just a dream of his dying, only a dream of a cute and young boy fell in love with him, but dreams and reality Where is the difference? Reality is the world space in which people live. If he never wakes up and lives in this dream, can this dream be called reality?

Chu Yu is walking away, and there is a cold person around him.

The housekeeper Eide fluttered to his side like a shadow: "Good afternoon, Mr. Chu. Please come with me."

Chu Yu asked: "Where?"

Ed respectfully said: "You will know when you come with me."

Chu Hao followed Ed, and Ed handed him a coat and gloves and opened the door for him: "Mr. Yu is waiting for you."

Chu Yu dressed neatly, unknown, so slightly frowning, went outside, the snow is not deep, only had no ankles.

Chu Yu left to look forward to, not to mention the figure of Yan Yanchen, he did not see someone nearby, strange. What about Xiaoyan? The housekeeper of the mask face does not seem to be deceiving.

At this time, Chu Hao finally heard a different sound.

Hey, hey, hey.

Seems to hear it? Chu Yu thought about it, and remembered it, it was the hoof.

Chu Yu looked back and saw a small black shadow in the distance approaching. He was riding a white horse and riding snow. He was dressed in black and red, like a fire.

蔺 Flame dust Lema stopped in front of him, smiled brilliantly: "Auntie!"

Shuai is very handsome, but Chu Yan is very close and asks in confusion: "You... ran on horseback in the early morning on a snowy day?"

The flames of the flames smashed, and asked: "I am not riding well? Is it not handsome to ride a white horse in the snow?"

After seeing it, Chu Yu understood and laughed: "Don't tell me, you are specifically trying to make a handsome, secretly get up so early to go riding and give me a surprise. Are you a child?"

Yan Yanchen was poked at the center, no irritability, and frankly said: "Children are not good at riding."

Also asked: "Do you want to ride?"

Chu Yu refused without hesitation: "No, the weather is so cold, the snow is slippery, it is dangerous, I don't want to play, I have to go back to the roasting stove."

Yan Yan dust turned over and Chu, Chu walked over, picked up the gloves, and pinched his face with a hot hand: "You look at your face, it's all ice."

Yan Yanchen was taken back to the big house by Chu Yu.

Near noon, they ate lunch, and Yan Yanchen asked: "Snow stopped, still go to play archery?"

Chu Yu still said: "Cold, don't go. You will be with me."

I think about it, so I said, "Okay, let's play the game."

Chu Yu felt that this time with Yan Yanchen was also the day when he played the most electric games. When he was a child, the network was still underdeveloped. The friends would go to the Internet cafes and the game hall to play games. Don’t look at him. In fact, he is underage. He also sneaked to play a few times. He was cautious and controlled. He was never discovered by his parents. Everyone still thought he was a good boy. Now think about it, in fact, his body has been buried with rebellious factors, but there is no chance to attack before. He also loves to play games when he is ten or twenty years old, but he is too busy after work, and there are still empty games.

A few days ago, the hospital also raised a foot injury, and he played games with Xiao Yan day and night. Even if you don't go out, it is very happy to be with Xiaoxiao.

But today, Chu Yu really can't be happy.

After playing a few games, Yan Yanchen gradually noticed that Chu Yu’s mood was low and his interest was not high today. I don’t know why it was unhappy. Q: “What happened to you? Is it uncomfortable?”

Chu Yuqiang got up and gave him a reluctant smile: "No, it's not your fault. I am a little dizzy in my head, I want to go to bed for a nap."

Chu Yu feels that this is not good.

It is said that people become drowsy in the face of unsolvable problems, which is the body subconsciously escaping from reality.

He had slept until eleven o'clock, only after two or three hours, and he was sleepy again. When he was asleep, he slept until five o'clock, and the sky outside began to smash.

Yan Yanchen called him to eat. He just woke up, his body was a little hot, and he was worried about touching his forehead. He said suspiciously: "I think you are sick, I will ask you for a doctor."

Chu Yu said: "I don't think there is anything. I am just tired and want to sleep. You are looking for a thermometer, I will measure it."

The body temperature is slightly higher, but within the normal range, Chu said: "Look, I am not sick."

Yan Yanchen said ridiculously: "It is very tired to eat downstairs. I let people bring in the rice and eat in bed."

This is too lazy, Chu Yu shook his head: "No, I get up."

Chu Yu felt that his appetite was not good. His appetite seemed to be not very good recently. He thought it was because of running on the road a few days ago, but he had been to the manor for three days. He doesn't have motion sickness, and he doesn't have airsickness. He obviously has a good appetite in the days when he first started traveling.

The ominous premonition floated on my heart... I couldn’t hide it.

Chu Yu only ate a little bit, he thought in his heart how to open the mouth with the flames.

Or, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I will say it tomorrow morning.

As a result, Yan Chen was forced to ask him: "Auntie, what happened? What are you holding me?"

Chu Yu hesitated and said: "Nothing... I will talk to you tomorrow."

Yan Chen dust is angry: "Now say it! Otherwise I can't sleep."

The room suddenly quieted down, only the sound of the pines burning in the fireplace.

Chu Yu lowered his eyelashes, soft light caged on his face, he sighed long, and said helplessly: "You did not pay attention? Xiao Yan, today is December 23."

Yan Yanchen did not react for a moment: "What happened?"

Chu Yu said with no sorrow: "On the 26th of last month, we agreed to spend a month together...accurately speaking around."

He didn't know why he felt like he was being held up when he said this.

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Chu Yu said: "Why don't you count? I haven't let you leave for a few days, you have been with me, I am very satisfied."

Yan Yan dust frowned: "I don't think it should be counted."

Chu Yu listened to him like this, smiled and shook his head: "Little, don't need this."

He stood up and stood up, walked to the side of the flames, and took the hand of the flame, and the flames looked down at him. Chu saw the look of his eyes and his heart was soft.

Chu Xiao smiled, gentle and grateful to say: "Little, I have a very happy time."

"Thank you for staying with me, time is up, I should go."